Fox Breeding Rules

For the people of Daqi, this winter seems to be extraordinarily cold. The snow in the imperial city is continuous, and Xu Guoshi is missing. Bad temper, unwilling to take office for a long time.

But no matter how you say it, since Yi Zikan and the envoy calmed down the demons in the palace, the monsters have heard the wind and hibernated, and there are very few incidents of monsters hurting people, and there are gradually pedestrians who are bold enough to come out to buy New Year’s goods on the road. Red lanterns were hung on the ceiling, and the taste of the year just got out of the clueless chaotic atmosphere.

The people wholeheartedly hope that the imperial court will stop being a monster, so that everyone can live a good year in peace and stability.

A few days ago, Yi Zikan's good business was disturbed. Yi Yingxing was miserable. Amending the law was originally Yi Zikan's job. Whoever made him blind was arrested.

"Where will the cost come from for the newly added spiritual center under the Tianshu Temple?"

Yi Zikan was sitting behind the table in the observatory, flipping through a copy of "Da Qi Lv" in his hand.

Yi Yingxing racked his brains: "Taxes?"

Yi Zikan snorted coldly: "The little prince still thinks that Daqi's taxes are not heavy enough, and that the people are not enough to start a rebellion?"

"This..." Yi Yingxing couldn't think of anything.

"Speaking of this, does the little prince know how Daqi collects taxes?"

Yi Yingxing smiled wryly, he just didn't want to think about it, so he went to Wangyang Temple to learn art from a teacher.

"I won't be the emperor in the future, so why do I know this..."

Yi Zikan half-closed his eyes and looked into the distance: "You don't have the ability to fight for the throne, but whether it's the ten princes, the ten princes, a little celestial master in Wangyang Temple, or my little apprentice, you can do everything for the king and for the king." Practitioners, the first thing to do is to experience the hardships of people's livelihood."

Looking at the tall and luxurious observatory, Yi Yingxing murmured: "The wine and meat of the Zhumen stinks, and the roads are frozen to death. It is really difficult to see the word Minsheng living in the towering pavilions."

Cultivating the Tao first cultivates the heart, so why does he not understand, it's just that Daqi's laws are too difficult to memorize!

"As long as you understand, copy the chapter about taxation in "The Law of Great Qi" ten times."

Yi Yingxing lay on the table in mourning, and looked up to see Yi Zikan, who was upright and upright. Anyone who has seen him knows that although his whole body is cold, especially his eyes can directly kill people, his demeanor is revealing. A kindness that makes people can't help but get close.Of course, very few people have seen his face, even if they are face to face, they dare not look up at him, let alone look at him.

Everyone in the world thinks that he is the reincarnation of the God of Killing, but it is this cold-blooded and ruthless God of Killing who has blessed Daqi for 50 years.

It was late in the evening when the files were sorted out for Yi Zikan. With Yi Zikan's permission, Yi Yingxing said goodbye and turned to leave. Suddenly, he turned his head again:

"Master, you must come to the New Year's Eve dinner in the palace this year."

Yi Zikan looked up at him, and the young man's expression could always be seen at a glance.

"it is good."

The Observatory is named after the Star Observation Tower, probably because it wants Daqi’s national teacher to observe the stars here every night, speculate on changes in disasters, and keep the world safe.

As soon as the sun set, Daqi's national teacher Yi Zikan locked the door, held up an umbrella to block the sparse snowflakes and walked outside the palace. On the way, he ran into an old acquaintance.

"Master Zheng, long time no see."

Dali Temple Minister Zheng Yuanhe folded his hands, his face was expressionless, and he looked more serious than Yi Zikan.

"Master Guoshi, it's not dark yet, and it's not your time to go outside the palace?"

Yi Zikan put his hands behind his back: "You are not a cultivator who doesn't understand. In fact, it is much more cost-effective for Yi to ask Duke Zhou in his dream."

"Okay." Zheng Yuanhe looked like you could make it up, so I'll just listen.

"Is everything alright, Your Highness?"

In history, the prince was grounded, and the emperor who was the father was just talking, and the current emperor really asked the adults of Dali Temple to guard him day and night.

Speaking of the crown prince, Zheng Yuanhe's face was also not good-looking: "The prince's duty is to read and write every day. Everything is fine. The National Teacher can rest assured."

To say that Zheng Yuanhe's character is far worse than when Yi Zikan met for the first time, the four characters of honesty and honesty were written all over his body, but now he has been tortured by something, and his tone is cold and emotionless puppets.

His words are also very strange, what do you mean by "Your Majesty, you can rest assured", what the prince does every day is none of his business, or... the third prince's hand has already reached Dali Temple.

The two of them had already walked outside the palace gate without knowing it. There were three carriages parked here, one from the National Teacher's Mansion, one from Dali Temple, and one from the Third Prince's Mansion.

"Farewell." Zheng Yuanhe looked exhausted, and didn't even bother to say polite words to Yi Zikan, so he got into the carriage.

Yi Zikan also got into the carriage of the National Teacher's Mansion, but as soon as he opened the curtain, the hot air wrapped in the warm and fragrant nephrite rushed into his face, and he was covered before his head could be lifted.

"Why did you remember to pick me up today?" Yi Zikan rubbed Tao An's head buried in his arms, and carefully put away the umbrella.

Tao An took a deep breath in his arms, but Yi Zikan came in from the outside with cold air, which chilled him a lot.Everyone has their own unique smell, and the smell of Yi Zikan makes Taoan addicted, and his mind will not be sober if he doesn't smell it for a day.

"It turns out that the demon can suck energy like this, I've never seen it before." Yi Zikan patted his head with a smile, got in the car and sat down.

Following his movements, Tao An turned over and lay down lazily: "Most of the snow has melted and it's snowing again. It's very cold walking home today. I reward you with a carriage."

"Then I thank the Lord God for taking care of me as a mortal." Yi Zikan put his head on his lap as if he was serving a master in a funny way, and poured a cup of tea from the warm teapot on the table to warm his hands.

"Yes, yes, you are a mortal, Master of the Great Kingdom." Tao An lay in his arms and hugged his legs, trying to close his eyes in a daze. When it was cold in winter, he would feel extremely sleepy.

Yi Zikan fell silent, waved to the coachman, and the carriage drove slowly towards the National Teacher's Mansion.

"The milk cakes in the west of the city are delicious, let's go buy some more." Tao An murmured, for the little demon, life is probably eating besides sleeping.

"Okay." Yi Zikan leaned on the side and drank tea.

"It's been a long time since I've had chicken soup made by you. When will I be able to enjoy it?"

"today."

"Dinner tonight?"

"Correct."

Tao An closed her eyes and laughed: "Why don't you know how to say no to anything?"

"It took decades to chase him back, so don't get used to it."

As soon as I mentioned this Tao'an, I felt very guilty. I didn't figure out the situation myself and avoided it for decades. After decades, the world-famous master of the Tongtian Kingdom, Yi Zikan, was still as obedient to me as Huansheng back then. Shun.

Tao An opened her eyes and sat up, looked into his eyes, and asked him seriously: "Are you wronged?"

Seeing that he suddenly sat up, Yi Zikan didn't know what to do.

"...don't dare."

"..."

Tao An sighed and calmed down her attitude: "I'm serious, you have been looking for me for 50 years, after you find me, you can't lose your temper with me, hit me, scold me to vent your anger, and you have to eat and drink Donate to me, are you really not wronged at all?"

Yi Zikan was silent for a moment, and did not speak immediately.

"I understand." Tao An said.

"What do you understand?" Yi Zikan was puzzled.

"Why do not you speak."

"Then tell me why."

"Why do you say?"

"why?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and laughed at the same time.

"I don't even remember what the original problem was," Taoan said.

"Why don't I talk." Yi Zikan answered him.

"...Do you want to do it again?"

"No need," Yi Zikan looked at him seriously: "I didn't speak because I was also thinking, why on earth don't I feel wronged at all?"

Tao An stared at him with wide eyes.

"Even you think I should be wronged, but believe it or not, no matter how angry I was before I found you, it all disappeared the moment I saw you. Maybe... I have been used to being bullied by you for a long time." Thinking of myself Being tricked into drinking by this person, Yi Zi couldn't help but smile helplessly when he saw the days when he couldn't eat.

For those days of bullying, Tao An didn't feel guilty at all: "Okay, but when we meet again in 50 years, I became a monster. Are you startled?"

Yi Zikan thought for a moment, and leaned closer to his ear: "But, my master praised me as a rare genius since I was a child, and I can recognize and hunt demons at the age of ten."

Tao An slowly turned her head to look at him with a triumphant smile.

"That is to say, when we met for the second time, you already knew that I was a demon?"

Yi Zikan pursed her thin lips and laughed uncomfortably.

Tao An hadn't had time to get angry, the carriage suddenly bumped violently, one of them rushed over without paying attention, and fell into Yi Zikan's arms with lips to lips and teeth to teeth.

"My lord! In front..."

The coachman turned around and confessed his crime, but he froze as soon as he lifted the curtain.

Tao An glared at him: "What are you looking at, I don't have a wife."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The coachman turned back blankly.

Just looking in front of the carriage, a rural woman with a ravine face was kneeling in the middle of the road with her luggage on her back, shouting that she wanted to thank Mr. Guoshi face to face, the carriage was stopped by her, and many unknown people gathered on both sides passerby.

"What's the matter?" Yi Zikan poked his head out and asked the driver.

The coachman came to his senses in panic, and subconsciously looked inside, but the curtain was blocked tightly by Yi Zi.

"My lord, there is an old lady who said she wanted to thank you in person."

Without further introduction from the coachman, the woman has already begun to mutter.

"The woman's family lives in Juyuan County. Years ago, her family was ruined and her family was destroyed by a demon. Thanks to the local celestial master, who subdued the demon and eliminated the evil to keep the side peaceful. I am deeply grateful for the mighty grace of God. I came to the imperial city to pay my respects to the master!"

Yi Zikan just felt baffled, his family was ruined, what's the use of suffering from demons, not to mention that the local celestial master expelled the demons, it had nothing to do with Yi Zikan, just thinking of sending her away with a few words, he forgot to see her One hand suddenly felt wrong again.

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Flightless Autumn Geese:

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