MTL - There’s A Beauty-Chapter 77 King

Li Gui, a self-proclaimed ancestor, was the host mother of a large family before his death. He was poisoned by Xiaoxun and her husband. He has been dead for more than 300 years. It is considered to be a deeper and more knowledgeable ghost in Beijing. After entering the main hall, she saw the tall man sitting with his head on his face and his face covered with masks. She couldn't help but her legs and feet were soft. After two battles, she glanced quickly and saw that his whole body was shining with gold and clouds, and she had a hundred years of merit. I can't help but be more frightened.

If she kills such a great kind person, don't expect to have a flesh-body spiritual stage in her life, and become a ghost of the local government. It is rumored that the current King Yan Luo is the devil who climbed up from the prison of Gao, and his body is so inscrutable that it can be said that God blocks the God, and the Buddha blocks the Buddha. Moved the person he was protecting, that end ...

The ancestors became more and more afraid, and the more they shook like sieve braces, they immediately knelt down and said what a little Luo Luo was good at. The little ghost she named also quickly stepped forward to recommend herself, lest she would be used to the eighteenth level of **** by King Yan Luo when she was useless.

In the hall, the ghosts cried, and the wind was blowing. If you change people, you may have been scared long ago, but you still drank cabbage soup with pleasure, your eyes were shiny, and the corners of your mouth were slightly raised, and my mood was very clear. There was a companion, and he was not panicking at all.

With a wave of sleeves, King Yan Luo ’s sleeves covered a layer of enchantment to prevent the overcast wind from freezing Xiao Zhao's magistrate. At the end, he squinted to look at the group of ghosts, and said slowly, “Because you have a role to play, my king can spare you not to die. . In the future, you will follow you to manage his house, cook chores, and protect the security. In the next day-if you go to the local government, just report the name of the king, and someone will send you to give birth.

The ghosts nodded again and again, grateful. Only the ancestor rubbed his hands, hesitantly, "King, if the slave family does not want to have a rebirth, want to do an errand in Yan Luodian?"

Alas, so ambitious, even want to be a ghost! The ghosts looked at her with admiration.

Wang Yanluo thought for a moment, and bowed his head, "If the merit on the merit sheet is enough, naturally it is fine. Well, let's all disperse. Don't be scared.

King, he wasn't scared at all! The doors, windows, and floor tiles were all frosted with ghost air, and he didn't see his frown frown. He must not be ordinary! The ancestor was defamatory, but he did not dare to say explicitly that he would leave with the ghosts and was stopped. "Slowly, you are not allowed to inform the king of your visit, and say that you have a fate with him. Ghost servant. "

The ancestor looked at Wu Wu and drank the soup, like a blind young man, nodded.

Youxi uses her handkerchief to cover up the corners of her lips, and then slowly wipes off the soup on the cheeks, but his bright eyes and slightly raised eyebrows reveal her inner joy. King Yan Luo, who "does good things without leaving a name," raised his palm, fumbling the soft head of Zhao Xiaoling, who was also soft and tender.

One person and one ghost ate dinner, returned to the room and went to bed loose in the garden for a while. Because there were no servants in the house for the time being, the firewood was not enough to burn, and there was a cricket who did not take a bath, and pretended to inadvertently vacate the position next to him, so he fell asleep at ease. Although it was his first arrival, he felt alone, but he didn't feel uneasy at all, because he knew that there was always someone who would keep himself silent.

King Luo Luo set up defensive arrays around doors and windows as usual, and finally leaned next to Xiao Zhaoxian Ling, took out memorials and official documents, and occasionally helped each other to be horned and patted on the cheek. His attitude was very intimate and natural. At midnight, the ancestor knocked on the door of the room, "King, the slave's dream came." If you don't explain clearly in the dream, a group of demons and monsters suddenly appeared during the day, you must not scare Xiao Zhao County Order? This was her first step to becoming a ghost fairy, and of course she had to think about it.

King Yan Luo removed the defensive array on the doors and windows, put her in, and whispered, "Don't say too much nonsense."

"The slaves obeyed." The ancestor pointed his forehead at Xiao Zhaoxian Ling's forehead, intending to dream, but was suddenly bound by a ray of black light, flew away from the distance, and almost fell into pieces. Before she could recover, she listened to a cold voice, "Who will allow you to touch him?"

"The slave family was wrong, and the slave family would never dare!" The ancestor knelt down to admit his mistake without saying a word, and gradually realized a secret in the heart: what do the master have in mind for Xiao Zhao County Order? Otherwise, the tone is so sour and the excitement is so strong? However, before she could delve into it, she was ingested with a soul silk, and she fell into the dormant eyebrows and connected her dreams.

A cricket was eating, and the table was filled with big fish and meat, assorted pastries. As soon as a second bowl was prepared, an old woman fell down at her feet, and she couldn't help holding her body and even scratched her head. .

"Who are you? What do you call my master?" Having realized the other party's intentions, he was pretending to be stupid.

"The slave family is a ghost house in this courtyard. The reason why the family ran away one after another was to find a destined person. Because the adult had saved the slave family's life in the previous life, if the slave family did not report this kindness, it will be repaired again. There is no advance, so I have come to treat adults as cattle and horses. I also ask adults to give the slave family a chance. The surname of the slave family is Li, and the adult can call the mother of the slave family. "

"Then you stay." Youyi soon accepted the setting of "Ghost Retribution".

The ancestor apparently did not expect that he would be so refreshing, and could not help but hesitated. At this moment, a cold and heavy coercion spread over her head, making her afraid to delay, and immediately pulled away from her dream.

"What is he doing in the dream?" There are piles of documents to be processed in both the yin and yang circles, and King Yan Luo is not so relaxed. During the day, he kept the Xiao County Magistrate. When he fell asleep, he accompany his side, slowly handling government affairs, and the gathering in the dream became a bubble. But at this moment, the people of Xiao Zhao County Order were in his arms, and there was nothing to care about.

"Go back to the king, the master is eating."

Yan Luo Wang Waner, apparently had already expected this answer, and asked, "What dishes did you eat?"

Fortunately, the ancestor was a delicate-minded ghost who had all the scenes in his mind, otherwise he would be stumped this time. As she recalled, counting with her fingers, she said in her heart: The king asked what is the point of these trivial matters? Is it really important for Mr. Zhao to eat ... Before he has finished his defamation, he listens to the other party's inquiries, "Added a few bowls of rice?"

The ancestor's mouth twitched and twitched. "When the slaves went, they were adding a second bowl."

King Yan Luo shook his head and smiled, his eyes full of tenderness. This man has lived a hard life in real life, so he can only find supplements in his dreams, which is really hard for him. In the future, Da Yong Country will be prosperous. He will do whatever he wants to eat, and he will be fed him in vain.

"It's okay, you go down. You will be warned by the police tomorrow morning, and you must not rush out to scare him." Even though he knew that the person was not afraid of ghosts, King Yan Luo continued to warn him.

The ancestors realized more and more that the king's love for Xiao Zhao county magistrate agreed in a hurry.

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On the next day, when you opened your eyes, you saw a note placed on the bed and wrote: "Master, the slave's mother was Li Li, who had dreamed last night. If you want to wash, just touch the palm three times, and the hot water will come immediately.

Youzhansan stroked her palm, and sure enough, an old woman came in holding a hot tub and watched her appearance, which was the mother Li in her dream. Behind her was a series of ghosts, with different ages, genders, and statures, but her face was all pale, and the elongated shadow was completely invisible in the morning light.

The old woman wanted to wait for the owner to wash herself after putting down the basin, but she was rejected. She took a closer look and found that the host was not afraid of rejection, but she was simply not used to it, so she began to introduce the ghosts. For decades, hundreds of years of wicked ghosts, will be in life, remember after death, not in life, slowly learned. Some of them are good at cooking, some are good at crafting, some are good at reading, literacy, poetry and painting.

In order to give a good birth, they wished that they could provide the cricket as a bodhisattva, and they were still a spooky house, but they changed a lot overnight. The firewood room was full of firewood, smoke from the stove room, and the dusty pavilions restored their neatness and cleanliness.

Youyi turned around and was very satisfied. Especially when she returned to the living room, she found that the table was filled with steaming breakfast, and she became more and more bright. He ate a few steamed dumplings before realizing it was wrong. He asked his ancestor, "Mother Li, I don't have much savings. Where did you get the white noodles and pork?"

Naturally, King Yan Luo gave it to his family! But the ancestors did not dare to say it, and compiled it at will, "You do n’t know the owner. The owner of this house has changed five or six consecutively, all of them are rich. In case of accident, they put gold and silver in jars. Buried in the ground, even after a long time I don't even remember it, but it's cheaper for us. "

"Really." He was dubious.

"Yeah, look, this is the jar dug by the slaves." When the palm of the ancestor turned over, it turned into a clay pot with soil, which contained a few silver and several gold leaves.

The golden leaves have a clear vein and a unique shape, apparently belonging to the same group of King Yan Luo who helped him last time. What else do you not understand? Obviously, the little friend was worried about his livelihood, wanted to reach out, but was afraid of being rejected, so he passed it on to his ancestors.

The other party always helped each other in such a quiet way, leaving quietly, so touched and ashamed. He had nothing good to return, so he had to pick one of the breakfast on the table and put it on the incense case.

In the Palace of Heavenly Purity-the Emperor Xuanguang, who had just landed in Dabao, sat up and closed his eyes. The palace ladies wanted to eat, and he was retired one by one. The **** director wondered, "The emperor, but the food is not good? The slaves made them make a new batch?"

Although it is a royal meal, it is not rich, but there are a few kinds of pastries, a few vegetarian dishes, and a few dishes of cold dishes. Nowadays, the Dayong National News Agency was initially settled, and it was awaiting prosperity. The new emperor took the lead in thrift, and the officials below responded. Of course, the new emperor is open source and thrifty. Only the people below know how to deal with it.

He whispered, "No need to change, just wait."

The **** chief stepped aside, thinking about what the master was waiting for, and saw the white light flashing on the table, but a steamed dumpling and two roasted wheat appeared inexplicably. The new emperor laughed a few times, and then raised his chopsticks to make steamed dumplings. He said: If the person saw the golden leaves in the crock and had no response, tonight I had to ask him if he had any conscience How can you not be grateful?

So, this is the so-called "pay silently, do not plan to return" the truth. Someone who was caught in the drum had a good time. He ate and ate well every day, as well as the ghost servant to do the housework. He just went out and urged the officials to urge, and the day passed.

The ministry also detained his report, calling for bribes ranging from ten thousand to thirty thousand. It was a bad temper, and the more he extorted, the more he refused to compromise, the more he consumed it. He comes from the end of purgatory in the world, and knows the beauty of ordinary life better than anyone. He does n’t care about being an official, and his life is not wrong. If you buy something delicious and fun, you can give it to your companion in the prefecture and talk to his tablet.

The emperor's table of the New Emperor always popped up a bunch of things, including sachets, scrolls, flowers, bamboo dragonflies, and even rattles that children only like to play. If the new emperor was always enchanted and blindfolded, Xu Shi would scare a courtier.

On the morning of that day, he suddenly had a silver-red scarab in his hand, and he couldn't help but stun it, and immediately dragged it into his palm, pretending to be indifferent. When he came down to the dormitory, he stretched his palm and looked carefully, and saw that a scarlet thread was tied to the neck of the chafer, for some reason.

"Wei Chen, come and see, why is a string tied around his neck?"

The **** director took a closer look and immediately laughed, "Emperor Qi Qi, Ling Zhao of Xiao Zhao County has childlike fun. This is to let you play the chafer! The emperor looks at you, the slave will help you to go around, and the slave often did this when he was young play."

He grabbed the silk thread and threw the chafer into the air, only to hear a buzzing sound, the chafer actually spread his wings and flew up, but couldn't escape because he was tied to his neck, so he could only go back and forth in the temple. The **** chief went around twice, and then returned it back, with an unending look on his face.

The new emperor has never played this kind of game. The cold and serious face melted like ice and snow, and then a little smile appeared in the eyes, which seemed to be reproached, but he actually spoiled, "Don't go to the ministry to urge a report, all day I know naughty. No, I have to go back and look. "

He always takes time to visit Xiaozhao County Magistrate during the day, and stays with him all night. It seems that Xiaozhao County Magistrate's house has become his own, and this big palace is just a decoration. After he disappeared, the **** chief waved the dust and laid down a few obstacles.

When King Yan Luo arrived at the ghost house, a cricket was stroking the fart-strand and caught a cricket in the back garden. Several little ghosts got into the ground and helped him find out where the nest was, so that he could dig with a hoe, and just after digging the hole, a strong cricket with a square tip and tail jumped out and fled away. Already.

There was a cry of "Oops", and he quickly got up and chased, but saw that King Yan Luo had nodded his finger on the head, making it unable to move.

In the eyes of ordinary people, tadpoles seem to be unaware of the danger and are lying on the leaves for a rest, just catching them lightly. With the expression of surprise control, I walked over and stomped into the bamboo cage I made by myself. He would never admit that the reason for offering so many toys is precisely to attract his companions to play with him. Now that he has achieved his goal, he is naturally very happy, his mouth is small, his dimples are squeezed, his black and white eyes are shining.

How could King Yan Luo couldn't see his ecstasy expression, his heart was crispy and numb, but his face was not visible, and when he put the caught cricket into a small clay pot, he sat beside him silently watching his game.

There is a cricket holding a dog's tail grass, keep dialing-get two crickets, make them fight in one place, and the corners of the eyebrows are fresh and alive.

After being left cold for half a month, I don't know what the future is and where the future is, but he can maintain an optimistic attitude from beginning to end and take good care of himself, which makes King Luo Luo feel distressed and relieved. He wanted to touch-touch-his soft hair, wanted to take him into his arms and hug him, and pat, but had to press and hold. If you reveal everything, the beautiful scenery that you can enjoy in the past can be turned into a bubble in the future.

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King Yan Luo was not in a hurry, but some people could not wait. The second room and the family were still in the woods, but no one came back to ask for the silver two, only to realize that the big event was bad. Today, their tortures on their shoulders and limbs have weighed several hundred kilograms. Mo said that they could not even get out of bed. The flesh was hooped blue, the bones were deformed, and they were on the verge of dying.

Zhao Youcai has lost his shape and is lying on the bed of Pao-Tong. He is breathing, a young lady is feeding him urine and a girl is feeding him. The room is mixed with the smell of excrement and the smell of food. Disgusting. The second master and the second wife were paralyzed in the bed, incontinence, and the servant complained. However, Zhao Youcai's wife, children, and children have long been hiding in the countryside. They dare not live in the same room with these sinners, for fear of being implicated.

"Housekeeper, housekeeper, go and get Zhao Youzhen!" Zhao Youcai foresaw that his limit was approaching and he had to be subdued. Where did he know that Zhao Youzhang was so stubborn, his report on his job was held up, but he did not pay bribes, he lived in a ghost house, but he did not move, it was really hard-tempered, and his life style was hard. .

The steward went to the ghost house, his legs and legs shook. In recent days, he often came to monitor, how can we not know how weird this place is, and where is the young master who can live safely in such a place? Consume with him, sooner or later is a dead letter.

As soon as he raised his hand, the door opened, and a somber voice sounded in his ear. "Who's looking for?"

The steward shuddered and rushed to the porter who couldn't see his figure. "Look, bother this man, brother, and give a message to the young master, just say that my host asked him to go to the house to tell."

"Who is the owner of your house?" Yin Cedu's voice was a little closer, and by the way brought a gust of wind.

The steward knelt as soon as his knees softened, and trembled, "My master is the second master of Zhaofu. You say that the family property is good to discuss and let the young master go anyway." Then he ran away.

The concierge chuckled before going back to the newspaper.

When you arrived at Zhao's house, it was already dusk, and the room was very dark and haunted by an indescribable stench. Zhao Fu's three masters were lying on a mat, their eyes were sunken, their bones were as thin as wood, and they were dying. Zhao Youcai has been an official for many years, and his bad habits are difficult to change. Although he is in a weak position, he still can't let go. He asked, "How are you doing, Zhao Youzhang? If you think you have lost 12,000 silver, I can add another 20,000."

Thirty-two thousand silver is exactly the asking price of the ministry. There is no Zhao Youcai's handwriting in it, and you have no idea whatsoever. The more he makes these conspiracies and tricks, the more he doesn't want to be fulfilled. He waved, "I don't want to be 10,000, 20,000, 30,000. I'll make a note and give you all the property, this assembly. Is that right? "

"You can't do it!" Before Zhao Youcai opened his mouth, the second wife screamed, and her twisted face seemed to be a hell.

"Zhao Youzhen, don't give shame to your face! Your report of deportation is still in the Ministry of Officials. If you don't help me to clear it up, you have to wait for a lifetime in the capital! You have been studying hard for more than ten years, just to be a sesame officer? Just to waste time? Are you willing? "Zhao Youcai finally showed his hole card.

You dangle your eyes and catch your eyes, the old **** is there.

At the same time, the visiting commissioner, Ou Tai, has returned to the capital and is standing in the palace of the Golden Lotus, and the civil and military officials are on both sides with solemn expressions. Ou Tai came up with a list of files, all of which were corrupt officials who had been chopped and played by him, which caused the chivalry to chill, and then listened to his words, turning his head to Su Youchang County's Zhao Youyi.

Lishui government officials were either killed by bandits or dismissed and investigated. The Zhao County Magistrate was the only remaining official who had achieved great results. When he returned to Beijing, he was very obedient and changed his disguise. None of the local people knew about it. When the new prefecture appeared, everyone was amazed. Then he went to the city gate and wept, and made many umbrellas for the commissioner to deliver.

Wanmin umbrellas are one by one, enough to cover the sky, and now they have been stretched out. They are placed on the open space outside the palace of Jin Mao. From a distance, there is a splendid silk fabric. The new emperor praised Zhao Xianling, and at last he looked at the official minister Shangshu and asked, "Have you ever approved Zhao Xianling's report? Let me show you."

The official secretary Shang Shu had heard Zhao Xianling's famous taboo, but it was not because of the dazzling political achievements of the other party, but that his subordinates had muttered in front of him, saying that there was a dead sesame officer, not even tens of thousands of knockers. Willing to buy. Local officials came to the ministry to report that they must first pay enough money, and then assign grades and arrange positions. This is a routine. The ministry officials have heard of it. They also told their subordinates that he must be stuck to death, so that he could be killed. Understand.

Where can he expect that the commissioner, Ou Tai, was so impressed with the other party that he mentioned it in front of the emperor. Now the emperor seems to want to arrange this person's future, how to deal with it? Could it be told that someone had arrived long ago, but was detained by Weichen? This is obviously because he hated the black silk hat on his head.

The head of the official ministry turned sharply, and finally remembered one thing, arching, "Emperor Qi Qi, you have no idea, then Zhao Xianling came, but he did not listen to persuasion. He had to write his own report. Because of the report, If it didn't conform to the rules, Wei Chen pressed it down and now he is being rewritten. "

An official immediately fell to the ground and said, "Emperor Qi Kai, there is a decree. If the official document submitted by the official is not in accordance with the rules, it should be considered malfeasance and should be investigated. Master Liu's opening of the net to him is kind, but it is against the law and it is really inappropriate. According to Weichen, no matter what the county's official performance is, what is wrong is wrong, and he must be removed from office and disposed of. "

"One-sided words can't be trusted. Let's read Zhao Xianling's report first, then let's talk about it." Ou Tai supported Xiao Zhao Xianling.

The new emperor was not a partial listener, but he immediately dispatched the **** chief to the Ministry of Officials to ask for a report on his job, and by the way summoned Zhao County Order into the palace. 2k novel reading network