Xiyuan, Wanshou Palace, the morning sunshine makes the palace magnificent.

"roll!"

A voice full of majesty and anger came from the bed collapse, which shocked the eunuchs and palace maids waiting outside, and immediately knelt down towards the bed collapse inside.

Huang Jin is the housekeeper of the home. He was just facing a eunuch outside and was reminding him of some matters. When he heard a sound from the dormitory, he trotted in a hurry and hurriedly pulled the beads and rushed into it.

I thought the palace maid was serving angering the emperor, but I found that the palace maid was still standing on the side of the pearl curtain, while the emperor was still lying on the dragon collapse and had already woken up.

He immediately realized that no one had provoked the emperor, so he went forward and said in a proper manner: "I wish my master goodbye!"

Jiajing was like an angry tiger, climbing up from the bed, his eyes looked around with majesty, but slowly became soft, and he realized that it was a dream just now.

His emotions slowly stabilized, the effects of the elixir did not seem to have dissipated, and his body seemed in good condition. After getting angry just now, he no longer felt any sleepiness and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hurry, serve your master to wash up!"

Seeing this, Huang Jin knew that Jiajing was about to get up. He was about to greet the palace maids and eunuchs who were waiting outside and were about to serve Jiajing's daily life together.

Since the dosage of the elixir was increased, just a few days later, the emperor's personality became more and more irritable. If he was a little unsatisfied, although he was not as good as he was killed in his early years, he was also unavoidable.

Nowadays, both palace maids and eunuchs seem extremely cautious. Although they are very glorious outside, at this moment, they are all walking on thin ice.

While serving the dressing, Jiajing suddenly said, "Please come here!"

"Abide by the order!" Huang Jin naturally did not dare to ask too much, and immediately sent someone to summon Lan Daoxing.

As Lan Daoxing's spirit writing technique was recognized by the priest, this Taoist priest with a Shandong accent has stood out and become one of the most valued Taoist priests of the priest today. Especially when the priest encounters doubts, he usually invites the Taoist priest to come and write the spirit.

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Not long after, the Blue Daoxing, wearing a blue Taoist robe, was taken to the quiet room of Wanshou Palace.

When the Wanshou Palace was rebuilt, Xu Jie and his son also took a lot of effort. According to Jiajing's hobbies, many Taoist buildings were added here, and the windows were made of Bagua windows.

At this time, a ray of sunlight shone through a window and fell a huge Bagua pattern aperture on the smooth floor. In the middle of the Bagua pattern aperture was a bright yellow futon, and a thin Taoist in white was sitting on it.

Through this "celestial phenomena", Jiajing, who is in the aperture of the Bagua pattern, becomes even more sacred. He has become a master of Taoism with profound practice.

Lan Dao came in and saw Jiajing in the aperture. Looking at the white light that hit Jiajing's clothes, his face showed a look of horror. He stepped forward lightly, as if he was visiting the ancestor, and looked respectfully

A Taoist ritual was performed.

Huang Jin looked at the emperor, but it happened to be welcomed by the light here, which made him unable to see the emperor's face clearly. He pointed to a white cushion and said softly: "Master Lan Xian, please sit down!"

Lan Daoxing nodded gently, not daring to make any noise, and sat down cross-legged in the cushion. But after sitting down for a long time, Jiajing did not move at all, so he could only meditate patiently.

Facing this priest with a changeable temperament, no one dares to take it lightly no matter what his identity or how favored he is.

Jiajing's temperament is unpredictable. When Lan Daoxing followed him into meditation, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lan Daoxing under the steps and said slowly: "I had a dream last night!"

Huang Jin stood at the door in abide by the rules and regulations. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at Lan Daoxing, but he was worried that the Taoist priest had entered into meditation, so he might have to worry about his life.

One breath, two breaths...

Jiajing was bathing in the white light. At this moment, his brows were slightly frowning, and anger had already risen on his face. He had never been merciful to disrespectful people.

In the blink of an eye, the three breaths have arrived, and the lord of billions of people is about to burst into a thunderous wrath.

Taoist Lan's face was covered with ancient Jing Wubo, and he seemed to be predicted and said like a god: "Your Majesty must have encountered an evil charm!"

Jiajing's eyes lit up immediately, but then he said dimly: "I dreamed that I was in the palace of Anluzhou. A ruthless man in the seventh-rank official uniform pointed at my face and said a lot of ugly words.

He also said that I will never have the possibility of immortality!"

Longevity is his pursuit and his belief. Over the years, he has devoted his efforts to longevity, but it has not been achieved for a long time, which has made his mentality become impatient.

He has always been ruthless to officials who dare to slander Changsheng, let alone pointing at his nose and saying that he has no hope of immortality, which makes him want to kill this person.

Lan Daoxing was about to stretch out his hand hidden in his sleeve, pinching his fingers quickly, and muttering in his mouth: "One number of Kan, two number of Kun, three number of Zhen, four number of Xun, five number of Zhonggong, six of Qian, seven of Dui

Eight Gen Nine Li Gate…”

Jiajing was very concerned about Meng's fate, and couldn't help but stretch his neck, staring at Lan Daoxing with a calm expression on his face.

Lan Daoxing's face gradually showed joy and said, "Di is missing, Xun is broken. Longevity is feared by ordinary people. Now the Lord has this dream, which proves that the Lord is closer to immortality!"

"Oh?" Jiajing's eyebrows raised lightly. After thinking about it for a while, he found that this was the case. The resentment just now could not help but be wiped out, and he added a little confidence in Changsheng.

The smile on Lan Daoxing's face slowly dissipated, but he showed a solemn expression and said, "But this dream is also God warning the emperor. There are villains in the court who worship it, but they must be eliminated!"

At the end of the day, his face looked very worried. Although he didn't say it clearly, as long as he was not a fool, he could understand what he meant. If he didn't get rid of this villain, he might have hopeless hope of immortality.

It was related to Changsheng, Jiajing immediately took it seriously, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, but he quickly said in embarrassment: "There are so many seventh-rank officials in the Ming Dynasty. How can I find this villain?"

Lan Daoxing was secretly happy in his heart, shook his head gently, and said in a temptation: "No! The evil charm is good at disguising. This person is wearing a seventh rank, probably not referring to the current seventh rank official, but to the past seventh rank he had passed through the seventh rank in the past.

Official uniform. I don’t know if the emperor still remembers the other characteristics of that villain, so please be sure to find out this villain!”

Jiajing frowned, trying hard to recall the dream, the official who pointed at his nose and scolded him, suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
Chapter completed!