big master, big liar

In the hearts of ordinary people, even if they all know that the emperor is also an ordinary person with a nose and two eyes, they always feel that there is something different about being an emperor.Just sitting there seems to be able to imagine the steaming dragon's energy and the majesty of the heavenly family.

Even Song Xuan didn't completely get rid of this cliché.

He and Fang Qiutang were already quite frightened when they were invited to enter the palace city, but now Ji Hui was sitting there with a smile on her face, not wearing a dragon robe and a crown, but still wearing ordinary clothes when she was outside, but she was not at all disturbed. The magnificent palace crushed the momentum.

It's just that when Ji Hui opened his mouth, he diluted the awe-inspiring atmosphere.

"What magical powers do you have, sir?" Ji Hui's face was pale and thin, but his eyes were eager. "Do you know the method of longevity? Or master the art of yin and yang?"

Song Xuan didn't come back to his senses for a while, he just said: "I don't have these abilities, the Holy One has seen it."

Ji Hui frowned slightly when he heard the words, and his eyes were a little dark: "But is there any dissatisfaction with me, sir?"

Song Xuan was taken aback,

The eagerness in Ji Hui's eyes didn't dissipate, but his expression was a little gloomy: "To tell you the truth, I have heard the rumors about him, and when I saw him on the stage today, I knew that he is really miraculous, so I decided to make friends with him."

"It's just that my husband doesn't seem to intend to tell the truth to me."

Ji Hui's words were like a blow to the head, forcing Song Xuan to calm down.

Only then did Song Xuan understand, well, why the pair of sisters Fuluan on that stage insisted on him going up to compete.

It can only be the emperor's instruction behind him.

No matter how easy-going the person in front of him looks, he is also the emperor of today. As long as he makes a wrong move, he will lose his head without any discussion.

Song Xuan and Fang Qiutang, one is the concubine son of the Song family who has changed his appearance, and the other is an escape from the Fang family's family raid and extermination, no matter which one they are, they have shady identities.

Others should be fine, if you copy the old one in front of the emperor, you will probably have only a dead end.

What's more, they are charlatans. Strictly speaking, they have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. If they want to be safe, they have to die.Pretend to pretend to be a celestial master in front of Ji Hui.

Thinking of this, Song Xuan no longer flustered, and showed a habitual smile: "In the next country, I don't have much knowledge, so I'm bound to be at a loss. The Holy One laughed."

As long as he puts on Song Banxian's literary and hypocritical mask, Song Xuan can quickly enter the usual state of bluffing and deceiving.

"To tell you the truth, there are people who specialize in art. Although I have some ability to tell divination and face to face, I am not a person who has attained the Tao. If I have such abilities, I will not be in the market. made a living."

Ji Hui looked him up and down, seeming to be suspicious: "But I have heard that when the third brother was assassinated, you recruited Lei Huo..."

Alarm bells rang in Song Xuan's heart.

He perfunctorily referred to the explosives as "thunder and fire from the sky", but he never thought that the imperial envoy would turn his casual sentence into Song Xuan's move to punish the assassin with thunder and fire.

"That Lei Huo..." Song Xuan hesitated for a moment.

He is now in a dilemma.

If he said that the thunder and fire were caused by him, he would have deceived the emperor first.

But if he said that the thunder and fire were originally from the sky, the matter would be even bigger.

Ji Yunxi is a prince, how can he be able to get the blessing of the heavens, and send down thunder and fire to protect his life?

The emperor's old son has never encountered such treatment.

Then get in touch with the rumor that he was resurrected from the dead first. If the common people hear this, it will be just a joke, but if it falls into the ears of the emperor, it will inevitably have other meanings.

He was afraid of putting Ji Yunxi in a disadvantageous position.

Ji Hui was looking at it with burning eyes, and Fang Qiutang beside him was also breaking out in a cold sweat.

It is true that one lie is sustained by a hundred lies.

"That thunder fire was made by grass people." Fang Qiutang bit the bullet and knelt down with a flick of his hem. "Caomin is not a celestial master, and Leihuo is just a clever trick."

"Oh?"

Ji Hui's gaze shifted to Fang Qiutang's head.

"A thing that can stop 130 assassins is not a small trick."

Ji Hui's eyes turned cold.

Fang Qiutang bit the bullet: "Cao Min didn't expect such a great power at all, but happened to be on the same road with His Highness the Third Highness, and encountered gangsters on the way, so he took out his own protection in a hurry."

"This thing was originally a little thing for fun, and Cao Min didn't expect it to have such a great power. I was a little panicked for a while, so I asked Song Xuan to call it Leihuo. If the Holy Spirit is interested, Cao Min is willing to demonstrate it for the Holy Spirit."

Fang Qiutang's words were mixed with half truth and half falsehood.

Song Xuan knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string songs, and followed the dialect: "The so-called thunder and fire from the sky is a cover that was quickly made up in the next moment. Please ask the Holy Master to learn from it."

Ji Hui's eyes wandered between the two for a long time, and finally fell on Song Xuan: "So, sir, it's true that you can't provoke thunder?"

Song Xuan shook his head firmly: "This matter is beyond the capabilities of my subordinates."

If he only wanted to be rich and honored, and admitted these things, and Fang Qiutang cooperated with him, it would be another big deception.

But Song Xuan was really not interested in this overwhelming wealth.It's not that he has no interest in fame and fortune, but if he stays in Shengjing, every word he says is a lie, and he lives in fear every day, like walking on thin ice, even if he is powerful, it seems that he can't make people happy.

After Song Xuan firmly established this idea, his only goal was to confirm that Ji Yunxi had a good life in Shengjing, leave here safely, and continue his life of wandering clouds and wild cranes.

"Mr. is different from the celestial masters I've seen before." Ji Hui sighed slightly, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"My Majesty is surrounded by hermits and masters, so I can't compare with him." Song Xuan's words did not miss a single word.

"A master?" Ji Hui chuckled, his expression unclear. "Yeah, they are all tall people."

Song Xuan didn't understand the meaning of his words, so he refused to answer.

On the contrary, Ji Hui stretched her body and tilted her head to look at him: "Mr. Song, since you are a fortune teller, why don't you tell me when you will become immortal?"

Song Xuan only had a wry smile in his heart.

Having just escaped a catastrophe, he is faced with the next problem.

What is he saying?The wealth and splendor of Shengjing is not something ordinary people can pick up at will, but the emperor's tricky question is enough for him to have a headache.

When will the emperor become a fairy?

Where in this world do immortals come from?

"The Holy One is already a supreme and noble person, how is it different from the gods in this world?" Song Xuan could only say with a smile. "In the whole world, there are all subjects of the Holy Majesty. Even if there are real immortals, they may not have the ability of the Holy Majesty."

He was clearly avoiding this question, but Ji Hui was stunned: "So, sir, don't you believe that there are immortals in this world?"

"If it is said that old age does not die, it is called immortality, maybe there are." Song Xuan said cautiously. "But if you talk about jumping out of the seven emotions and six desires, and the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals, then there is no such thing."

Ji Hui's gaze froze for a moment, and a hint of interest appeared randomly: "Mr. Song, you are the second person to tell me that there are no immortals in this world."

"The first one is the divine monk of the Huguo Temple, who has become the abbot." Ji Hui's eyes were light, as if he was a little nostalgic, but also a little happy.

After that, Ji Hui's expression was a little sleepy, and he coughed from time to time while speaking. Some palace servants came up to serve him with some pills, but he didn't see much improvement in his spirit.

Most of the questions he asked were about seeking immortality. Song Xuan said what he could say, and fooled him when he couldn't. Ji Hui didn't ask too much.

After more than half an hour, Ji Hui said slowly: "If the two of you don't have a place to stay yet, why don't you temporarily settle down in the Zhaixing Pavilion."

Zhaixing Pavilion is a high-rise building built at the beginning of Dayao. It was originally the residence of the national teacher at that time.

It's just that there have been no national teachers for three generations, and Ji Hui has created a group of Taoist officials, most of whom are named as celestial masters, and they are all placed in the Zhaixing Pavilion.

He placed Song and Xuan in there, and there was such a trace of esteem.

This made the surrounding palace people look at them with a little more flattery, after all, the two celestial masters who are closest to Ji Hui's side now are very prosperous.

If Song Xuan could become the third person, it would not be an exaggeration to flatter him.

"I still feel that this matter is too strange. You think this is not a new situation?" Until the two of them moved into the Xingchen Pavilion, Fang Qiutang was still in a state of bewilderment.

Song Xuan looked around and couldn't help laughing: "Pretend to be the emperor in Miyagi? Who dares to play like this? Just to trick you?"

Fang Qiutang also knew that it was just his own suspicions, but he was still in a daze: "But we didn't even play a game, the emperor... no, why does the Holy One value you? After all, the celestial masters around him, no matter whether they are true or not, are all claiming to be me." Those who can call the wind and call the rain, and seek immortality."

In contrast, Song Xuan, who only said that he was a fortune teller, was really sincere.

Song Xuan shook his head: "I don't really know, I always feel that... today is different from what I imagined."

Ji Hui is not like a monarch who believes in gods because of his stupidity.

It's not like someone who would wholeheartedly seek longevity.

But in the face of powerful explosives, he still cared more about the illusory matter of seeking immortality, and he didn't have the slightest ambition to be an emperor.

This made Song Xuan feel a little weird.