After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

It's the summer solstice, and tomorrow is the day when the Hundred Flowers Festival will be held as scheduled. The whole capital is filled with joy, and the streets are full of people. They walk on the streets when the three suns are the brightest but it is not yet hot.

This really feels like a celebration for all.

The officials in the Ministry of Revenue made money and made up for the deficit in the national treasury. The people were able to feast their eyes on the feast, and classmate Xiao Li made a fortune from his investment feedback.

Not only the investment, but even the Kongming Wanse Tower skyrocketed by four floors.

Now the rumor in the city is that it was thanks to his great help that the Hundred Flowers Festival became so grand.

The remaining power of all living beings supported him in urging the Great Sage to put on his armor for a quarter of an hour.

"This stuff is hard to earn, but it's easy to spend."

Li Mo touched the Kongming Wanse Tower.

The good news is that the Great Sage is not only in command but also very strong.

The bad news is that this thing is too painful to use and can only be used as a last resort for now.

The worse news is that as soon as I put on that set of armor, the back of my head started to itch, as if I was going to rebel.

The more I travel, the more I want to poke a hole in the sky.

But on second thought, the side effects of the Mingjiao bloodline are so severe, let alone the Great Sage's armor?

While thinking about it, Li Mo opened the Bingtuozi version of Thousand Forms Art, hoping to enter the inner realm as soon as possible.

After a while.

Zhong Zhenyue pushed the door open and walked in, saying anxiously:

"Godfather, please go and take a look! If you go too late, Fengyue Cottage will be smashed!"

"Clam?"

Boss Xiao Li was not angry, but rather a little confused.

As everyone knows, even the Fourth Prince doesn't dare to move Fengyue Cottage for the time being, and there are two young fools, Zhong Zhenyue and Xie Xuan, in charge.

Even the two of them can't calm down?

"Who is so bold?" Li Mo asked vigilantly.

Zhong Zhenyue said, "Godfather, your master."

Li Mo: “….”

When the three words "Fighting King" appeared, everything became reasonable.

As he stood up and went downstairs with Zhong Zhenyue, he asked:

"How did the fight start? With whom?"

"At first, she had an argument with a passerby. The person mistook her for the technician working at Fengyue Cottage. Elder Hanhe stepped forward to break up the fight, not wanting her to cause trouble in the Imperial Capital."

"and then?"

"She plans to attack Elder Hanhe as well!"

“…”

As they were talking, the two had already arrived at Fengyue Cottage.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a chaotic scene.

Shang Wu, with her red skirt fluttering, was chasing a burly man with a bottle of wine in her hand.

Elder Han He's beard was trembling with anger, but he stood among the constables who rushed over after hearing the news, with a dark bruise at the corner of his eye.

The captain of the police, Li Mo, who led the detectives, also looked familiar. It was Zhao Jing who had been tied up in the secret room.

"Boss Li, you're finally here. This thug is really tough to deal with."

"Uh, that's my master."

"Ah? Then let's hurry up and rescue them. If we're too late, someone might die..."

When Zhao Jing heard this, she couldn't sit still anymore.

"Well, if it had been any later she might have beaten him to death." Li Mo covered his face.

Zhao Jing: “???”

She turned to look.

Snapped--

At this moment, in the extremely terrified eyes of the fleeing man, he was grabbed by Shang Wu and struggled hard.

He did break free, but his lower body felt cold, and his trouser pocket slipped away from him, being thrown away by Shang Wu with a look of disgust.

“…”

Zhao Jing thought to herself, no wonder he was able to teach Li Mo.

If the law is enforced impartially, the Qingyuan Sect will probably conduct a thorough investigation...

"Stop fighting!"

"You said you don't want to fight?"

"Don't do it, it's me!"

"I don't care if you are...eh? My beloved disciple, hmm."

Shang Wu put down the wine bottle and transformed from a female hero into a powerful hero in an instant. However, after seeing her rage just now and looking at her current appearance, everyone leaned back slightly, as if struck by lightning.

How could anyone subdue a woman like this?

Oh, the little overlord who brings good luck to his wife, that’s okay.

Well, it’s worth mentioning that Xiao Li got the nickname of Swordsman as he wished, but perhaps he felt that his two previous nicknames were very appropriate and it would be a pity to lose either one.

So two nicknames, one-time satisfaction.

Student Li has known nothing about this matter recently, and the people around him who know about it are also busy talking about it.

The extremely chaotic scene was finally calmed down with the appearance of the Little Overlord of Wife Prosperity.

Wait until we get back to Wanchun Court.

During the rehearsal of Baihua Juese, Li Mo finally understood the reason why she cried.

She also has a hard job, and she can also attend the Hundred Flowers Festival.

But when Li Mo heard the word "hard work" from her mouth, he took out the fine wine he had recently accumulated without hesitation and asked her whether she wanted fine wine or hard work.

The result was a happy one for everyone.

At night, Wanchun Courtyard closed its doors to visitors, but the lights were still bright.

The stage in front of the Meridian Gate has been set up. The missing details can be replaced by the Mirage Divine Pearl. What we have to do tonight is the final 'rehearsal'.

Li Mo stood in the lobby and finally came back to his senses.

"Hey, Master, did you not have any serious work to do in the first place? You just wanted to trick me into giving you some more good wine?"

"As a teacher, how could I do such a thing? Are you going to regret it?"

Shang Wu pursed his lips and looked as if he was suffering from a bitter wine in his throat.

“…”

"Humph, I don't usually see you like this."

Elder Han He was applying medicine to the corners of his eyes and said unhappily:

"Our Qingyuan Sect has produced you and Xiao Bing'er, two people who are radiant in the nine heavens and ten earths. You even won the first place in the Hidden Dragon for the first time. She is counting on you to cling to her thighs in the future. Of course, we have to save the country in a roundabout way. Otherwise, what will we do if you despise us, your poor relatives?"

"What are you talking about?"

Li Mo waved his hand, thinking that his master might not have thought that much.

He simply felt that he would not be able to defeat his apprentice in a few days, so he gave up the fight in advance and decided to attack with strategy.

Don’t be fooled by Shang Wu’s carefree appearance. He is actually very meticulous. Otherwise, how could he have invented the infamous Fighting King’s Secret Technique?

"Old Han He, I can't deal with Xiao Mo anymore, but can't I deal with you?"

Shang Wu's expression changed in an instant when she looked at Elder Han He.

"Humph, I won't bother with you!"

Elder Han He rarely admitted his mistake.

Li Mo also discovered the reason from the eyes of the God of Destiny: "Master, have you broken through?"

"Hehe, that day, I drank too much and had a fight with the Sect Master. After the fight, I reached the Fifth Realm."

Shang Wu smiled heartlessly.

Li Mo pondered for a moment: "Is the old master okay?"

"Alive."

"That's good."

It seems that Master has never practiced martial arts seriously, but he is good at fighting and his progress is very fast.

At her age, being at the fifth realm is already astonishing enough even in the Imperial Capital, and it is very likely that she will reach the seventh realm in the future.

Li Mo looked at it carefully again with the Eyes of Destiny.

I discovered that the color of Master's destiny column had changed dramatically:

【gold】.

Li Mo was no stranger to destiny changing color, but the change from purple to gold was a huge leap, and it must have been something major that had happened to him that changed his fate.

But it doesn’t seem like anything happened to the master, and it shouldn’t have anything to do with clinging to my thighs. His own destiny is a question mark, and it won’t affect others.

Just as I was about to ask again, the rehearsal had already begun.

.....

PS: I will sort out the plot and make up for the chapter I owe tomorrow morning.