Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 549 Got it, another dizziness

Mu Wenjing blinked blankly, the little girl poured out such a bunch of words in one breath just now, which made his poor old head unable to turn that corner for a while.

"Aci, wait a minute, let me smooth it out first." The veteran raised his hand to stop his daughter's urge to continue talking, and rubbed his neck in a daze, "Mengshenglou was built by you, Shopkeeper Shen is yours?"

Master Mu nodded in response: "Yes."

"Then, you are also the 'Taoist of Absurdity' who is rumored to be extremely accurate in interrupting hexagrams and has unfathomable Taoism?" Mu Wenjing scratched his head in a daze. He felt that he must have not woken up today, otherwise, how could he have dreamed of such a bizarre dream? matter?
"Yes, Daddy, that 'Taoist of Prejudice' is exactly my daughter." The little girl closed her jaw slightly.

"So, those safe and evil talismans that you brought home these years were all written by you yourself, and you didn't ask for them from others." Mu Wenjing frowned, "The few talismans your sister ate The medicine was also prepared by you?"

"That's right." Mu Xici nodded, and incidentally added how she had fooled everyone that day, "In order to make the performance more seamless, my daughter also specially borrowed from His Highness a subordinate who can speak well and also has some medical skills. "

"We asked him to memorize the words prepared by his daughter in advance, pick out her usual tone of voice, sit behind the screen, and step by step to check the pulse of sister and prescribe medicine."

"That voice probably looks like this." The little girl pinched her throat and said "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun".

Mu Wenjing felt that his head was numb.

"That, that... You have been together with His Highness the Seventh Prince from time to time these years, and it's not just because you want to go out to play in the street," the veteran scratched his head "clicking" sparks, sporadic hair on his sideburns, Also quietly exploded into a dandelion, "It's more to talk about these...these business matters?"

What about going to Fuli to intervene in detail, blocking the news from Hanze's surreptitious people, and then searching for fragments of secrets from the ministers of the court——

"You can describe it that way, that's okay." Master Mu was a little helpless, and it wasn't just for business—although most of the time was spent talking about business, there were occasional times when he didn't talk about anything and just wandered around.

Well, that's rounding up, it's all down to business.

"Oh..." Mu Wenjing nodded dumbly, his mind, which was already on the verge of crashing, would be completely shut down.

He stared at his little daughter for a long while, and a certain tendon in his head was suddenly burned and broken.

He opened his mouth hesitantly, and then rolled his eyes. His whole body looked like dried bacon, or salted fish that had been hardened by smoke, and he just fell back stiffly and stupefiedly. past--

Well, sure enough, I fainted again.

Master Mu sighed, turned his head and looked at Mo Junli helplessly, the latter understood, got up immediately, and spread out his hands to show the two pieces of dried coptis, as if to put them into the old general's open mouth Plug——

But the back hand involuntarily stopped in mid-air.

"Ayan, Si, the last time you stuffed me with a pill, your movements were quite nimble." Mo Jingyao, who squatted aside and watched the drama for a long time, slapped his thigh suddenly, " Why are you still hesitating!"

"...To be honest, old man, I don't dare to use a different concept." The young man turned his head bitterly, and gave Emperor Yun Jing a "you understand" look.

——Last time he fed his own father, but this time it was his future father-in-law.

——This concept can be the same!

No matter how angry his old man is, at most he will give him a blasting hammer, and, with his old man's three-legged cat skill, where can he hammer it?

But his father-in-law is different. What if the old man gets angry and has a grudge, and he doesn't want to marry his daughter to him in the future?
Besides, Grandpa Guo is a veteran who has fought in the battlefield for more than [-] years, and his kung fu is also first-class. His two old punches are much more painful than the few times the old man hammered him. For the time being, he still wants to live for two more years.

Mo Junli's eyes were full of hesitation, and Mo Jingyao couldn't help but bow his head and spit: "Bah! Look at how promising you are."

"Get up, give me Coptis chinensis, I'll do it!" Emperor Yunjing cursed with his hands on his back, rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward and snatched the two Coptis chinensis from the young man's hand, "Look, learn a bit!"

He took the Coptis chinensis and compared it to Mu Wenjing's mouth. He felt that the bitterness of the whole root might not be enough to open up, so he broke the medicinal material into several small pieces, fearing that the taste would not be strong enough. Yes, he threw two root of Coptis chinensis into the veteran's mouth.

When the first-class dried coptis enters the mouth, it bursts out with an earth-shattering bitter taste in just a moment.

Mu Wenjing has always been in good health, and this encounter was only a temporary stimulation. He hadn't been too dizzy in the first place, but this one made him jump up with a "wow".

"I [beep——], the surname Mo, you [beep——] are going to die!!" The veteran was so bitter that Huang Lian couldn't hold back a few foul words, and then a carp stood up and grabbed the one who didn't run far The emperor's collar gave him a head-butt straight away, then turned to grab the window sill of the imperial study, and spat out in a daze.

At this time, he really didn't care about the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers, and the superiority and inferiority of the upper and lower. He just wanted to hold the Zhanma sword and kill this dog thief who stuffed Coptis chinensis into his mouth! !

Damn it, why didn't he bring the Zhanma Sword with him when he went out today?
Mu Wenjing fell by the window, spit out two mouthfuls of gall, while Mo Jingyao held his forehead that was knocked out, looked out of the window and cried bitterly: "Hey~ my old man who has been there for 20 years Hanmei, hello—"

"Xiao Jing, spit it out lightly, why don't we change the window—hey, hey, don't mind, that's my dog's tail grass that I've raised for three years~"

"Hey, your dog's tail grass can grow for three years!" Mu Wenjing wiped his mouth with his sleeve viciously, picked up the almost cold teapot on the table, and poured it vigorously, "That thing can live for a year! "

"I raised it in the first year, its son in the second year, and its grandson in the third year—I raised its ancestors for three generations in a row, isn't that okay?" Mo Jingyao was stern and stubborn, and he was stubborn with him, " Can't you??"

Okay his grandma has a leg!
Mu Wenjing rolled his eyes angrily. This meant that there were two children present today, and he couldn't let go, for fear of affecting the majestic (?) image of this old thing.

——If it were on weekdays, when he and this old bastard were alone, if he dared to stuff Coptis chinensis into his mouth, he would beat him up and call his mother on the spot!

After drinking two pots of tea, barely diluting the bitter taste in his mouth, Mu Wenjing, who calmed down a little, thought so.

He flicked up his clothes, sat down again, and then put his arms on the armrests of the big chair, took a few deep breaths to ensure that his voice and expression returned to normal, and then he put on a friendly face again, and looked at the little girl Yingying smiled.

"A Ci, dad didn't scare you just now, did he?"

　I don’t want to write so much about dbq, but these two fathers are really funny
　　
　
(End of this chapter)