Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Jing Qiu searched around and found the memorial, then handed it to Mu Qingli.

After Mu Qingli flipped through it, he frowned and said, "Maybe it really is related to the drought."

Jing Qiu suddenly thought of something and said, "Oh, I found that I can't use my spiritual power here. What about you?"

Mu Qingli also nodded: "Me too"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the study door, and the eunuch's voice came again: "Your Majesty, the palace banquet is about to begin. You and the princess should go to the banquet quickly."

Mu Qingli and Jing Qiu looked at each other and both felt something was strange, as if there was an invisible big hand here, guiding them along the plot.

However, the two men did not say anything and followed the eunuch to the banquet venue.

Many people had gathered in the palace where the palace banquet was held. Mu Qingli glanced at the beauties in the harem and saw many familiar faces. Those people obviously also saw that Mu Qingli's face was full of excitement.

Someone wanted to stand up and speak, but was stopped by the palace maid.

Mu Qingli did not see Luo Ning and Shangguan Xiyue inside, and quickly looked away.

The eunuch leading the way shouted in a shrill voice, "The Emperor has arrived, the Princess has arrived!"

A group of people saluted hurriedly, and when the ministers saw His Majesty coming, their faces were full of excitement.

Mu Qingli felt very strange when seeing this scene. What kind of banquet was this? Why were ministers and concubines all here?

Jing Qiu walked to his seat in a pretentious manner and called out, "My dear ministers, please stand up."

After everyone had settled back into their seats, a minister stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask how the drought in the north can be resolved. It has been two years since Your Majesty ascended the throne, and the people are suffering terribly. Please listen to the advice of the Imperial Master and offer sacrifices to the gods!"

After this minister finished speaking, the other ministers knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please offer sacrifices to the gods!"

Jing Qiu didn't know how to respond for a moment, but his mouth began to move on its own: "My dear ministers, please stand up first. It is of course possible to offer sacrifices to the gods, but are all the sacrificial items ready?"

Jing Qiu was startled when he heard his own voice, but he quickly calmed down. He had seen all kinds of big scenes, so he was not afraid.

At this moment, the eunuch outside suddenly shouted again: "The Princess is here! Prince An is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two people walked in, and their eyes immediately fell on Mu Qingli.

Mu Qingli smiled at them. The two people who came in were Shangguan Xiyue and Pei Yan.

Although they didn't know what would happen next, they knew what to do just by looking at each other.

Wait and see.

Pei Yan looked at the ministers who had just stood up and suddenly asked, "Your Majesty, what happened?"

Jing Qiu immediately replied, "Is it because of the drought? Prince An, you are always the wisest. What do you think about this matter?"

Pei Yan bowed strangely and said, "Your Majesty, I believe that we should follow the Imperial Master's instructions. Hasn't the Imperial Master arrived yet?"

"What does Prince An want to see this national teacher for?" A voice came from outside the palace. The person walked closer. It was Xuancheng Wen.

Pei Yan suddenly laughed twice: "I heard that the Imperial Master has found a solution to the drought."

Xuancheng Wen walked to his seat without hesitation, and then said, "Of course, as long as I say so, the drought will definitely be solved. It all depends on whether Your Majesty agrees."

Xuancheng Wen bowed to Jing Qiu and said, "Your Majesty, I have prepared the offerings. May I have a look at them?"

Jing Qiu nodded: "Of course I have to take a look at it myself, please present it to me."

Xuan Chengwen clapped his hands outside, and a group of guards came forward with a dozen women.

Mu Qingli was originally watching the fun, but when she saw Luo Yu and Murong Jingchen wearing women's clothing, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water.

Even the usually steady Pei Yan couldn't control the impulse at the corner of his mouth.

Luo Yu and Murong Jingchen had heavy makeup on their faces, their hair was combed into women's buns, and they were dressed revealingly like the other women.

Jing Qiu obviously recognized them and suppressed his laughter with a cough. He accidentally bumped into a palace maid next to him, and the teacup in the woman's hand fell to the ground.

The little maid immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, calm down."

Jing Qiu glanced at him calmly and said, "It's okay, you can go down."

The little palace maid was very frightened. She picked up the broken teacup and hurried downstairs.

"Your Majesty, these are the beautiful women I have collected throughout the country to serve as sacrifices for this occasion. I believe it will soon rain."

Xuan Chengwen looked at Mu Qingli uncontrollably while speaking: "If Your Majesty agrees, I think the princess is more suitable as a sacrifice..."

Jing Qiu immediately became furious when he heard this, and swung the cup in his hand towards Xuan Chengwen: "National Master, stop talking nonsense!"

Xuan Chengwen tried very hard to control himself, but the ruthless words still came out of his mouth: "Your Majesty, the overall situation is more important. I think the princess would also be happy."

Mu Qingli secretly complained about this plot in her heart, but she couldn't control her mouth: "Grandmaster, in my opinion, you are also quite suitable to be a sacrifice."

"Li'er! Don't worry, I won't let you be a sacrifice, and you are not allowed to disrespect the Imperial Master!"

Mu Qingli closed her eyes. What the hell was going on? From what she could see, the next sacrifice would definitely go awry, or perhaps the sacrifice was their way of escaping the plot.

The Imperial Master chuckled twice: "Since the princess is unwilling, then this Imperial Master will not force her. Having these beautiful women is enough."

Luo Yu and Murong Jingchen, who were called women, struggled to speak, but it was as if they were under a gag order and could not open their lips.

"Your Majesty, please quickly perform the sacrifice. If it doesn't rain, there will be no harvest!"

Another minister knelt down and begged, kowtowed several times.

The other ministers followed suit, repeating the same thing over and over again like NPCs.

Jing Qiu waved his hand, ignoring the peaceful singing and dancing in the palace: "Since my dear ministers want me to go to offer sacrifices, then I will go now! Come on, prepare the carriages and horses, and set off!"

As Jing Qiu finished speaking, Mu Qingli felt his vision go dark again. It seemed that this story was probably over.

When Qingming Festival resumed again, it was time for the sacrificial ceremony. Luo Yu and Murong Jingchen were tied to a pillar with a lot of firewood piled underneath, waiting for the emperor's order so that the fire would engulf them.

Fire... Mu Qingli suddenly had an idea in his mind. Although spiritual power could not be used here, could he control the fire?

If I could control the fire, would my spiritual power come back?

Mu Qingli glanced around and saw many ragged civilians watching from the side, who seemed to be familiar faces.

And the people standing on the stage were all familiar faces.

There was no one other than the sect's disciples in this scene.

Mu Qingli became more certain of her idea, and she planned to start the experiment as soon as the fire started.

"set fire!"

At Jing Qiu's command, the firemen began to set fire uncontrollably.