After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 131 I Am Your Big Baby!

"What baby?"

Zuo Dodge was vigilant in his heart, but he pretended to be overjoyed.

"I don't know what treasure the senior has, and I want to give it to the next?"

The little beggar's expression remained the same as before, like a cold puppet, he pointed at himself, "Me!"

I can go to you! !
Who the hell wants you.

Zuo Dodge sputtered wildly in his heart, hesitated to speak, and finally held back.

"Senior, what do you mean by this, this junior can't afford it!"

The little beggar looked at him indifferently, waved his little hand, and it turned into a puff of smoke, which fell on Zuo Daoqi's head, and then turned into a small blue bowl with faint smoke in it.

"Concubine Xiao's death has nothing to do with Wuyoujiao and Yuan Zhong. Don't investigate further, or you will die!"

Cold words sounded in Zuo Dodge's ears, and he took the small bowl with his hand involuntarily.

Just after taking over the small bowl, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the strong man and the little beggar in front of him had disappeared.

Zuo Daoqi stood on the road in astonishment, looking at the street full of people coming and going, feeling as if he was in another world.

Especially Dao Ji's feedback, the feeling of almost controlling the world, made him feel relieved.

Only then did he carefully recall everything that happened just now. When passing by, a strange little beggar gave him a bowl and left him a sentence at the end...

Pedestrians looked at Zuo Dodge standing in the middle of the street holding a small bowl in a strange way, and avoided him with disgust.

Zuo Dodge was unmoved, he walked to the side of the road, and took a closer look at the small blue bowl in his hand. It was not big, a little smaller than the tea bowl in his previous life, and it was like cold jade in his hand, cold and creamy, with a special touch.

As for the real identity of the little beggar, he had a guess in his heart.

That little beggar should be a senior member of the Wuyou Sect. This feeling is inexplicable, but it is so strong.

It's not without basis, and a clue can be seen from the logic of the beggar's actions since he was a child.

As far as Zuo Daoqi knows the truth about Concubine Xiao's case, besides Grand Master Yuan Zhong, the only one who knows the truth about Concubine Xiao's case is Pope Zuo, the worry-free sect.

If you exclude that person temporarily, and then exclude Yuan Zhong, then... only the Worriless Sect will be left...

Zuo Daoqi looked at the canal behind him, hesitated for a moment, then threw the green bowl in his hand into the water, pretending nothing happened.

He decided to forget about everything today!
However, in this situation, after he returned to the palace, under the fearful eyes of the guards, when he entered the changing room to change, his expression suddenly changed.

He felt his chest suddenly sink, as if there was something.

He took it out of his arms with a stiff face, and that thing was indeed that small bowl!
Zuo Dodge looked extremely ugly, he stopped undressing, turned around and left.

With a blank expression on his face, he threw the small bowl into the canal again, until the small bowl flowed eastward along the canal, and turned back until he could no longer see it.

only…

This situation did not last for 1 minute, and Zuo Dodge stopped.

He squeezed the small bowl in his hand, the energy, blood and mana were running at the same time, thunder flashed in the palm of his hand, the blood and energy inflated the muscles of the arms, and then they exerted force at the same time!

Kacha~
A breeze, the little bowl shatters!
He picked up the pieces and threw them in different sections of the river.

After all this was done, Zuo Dodge clapped his hands, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He felt that doing so should be enough to get rid of this weird little bowl.

However, when I came to the changing room again that day, I touched that small bowl again! ! !

Zuo Dodge's face was extremely horrified, what the hell is this!

This kind of thing is completely out of his business. Why did the little beggar and the strong man find him? It's really... extremely disgusting.

He felt that he was completely innocent.

Although this small bowl is harmless for the time being, how can he rest assured that it is so weird.

After hesitating for a long time, a few people or forces that he could turn to for help flashed through his mind. At the Zaoyi place... Niu Fu could not solve this small bowl if he wanted to use martial arts. .

Next is Xinyue. She has doubts about whether Xinyue will help him. Although she also said that she will become an offensive and defensive alliance with her, if this thing in the bowl is too dangerous, Xinyue will probably turn her face.

He didn't want to gamble, so Xinyue had no choice but to pass.

The same is true for Jiang Liyan...

It's a pity that Zi Gudao has left the capital now, otherwise, he would be happy to lick this 'big nephew', but he doesn't know if he would cut himself off if he knew his relationship with the Queen Mother.

The remaining people are only Confucianism and Taoism, a few masters in the academy, or... Zhang Weizheng!

In just a moment, he made up his mind and went to find Zhang Weizheng.

After all, Zhang Weizheng is the first assistant prime minister, so he must know something about Wuyoujiao.

When he came to Shangshu Mansion, he just wanted to reveal his identity as a eunuch, and took out the token of a hundred households for the guards to report to Zhang Weizheng, but just happened to meet a stern black-faced boy, Gongsun Yong.

"Master Gongsun stay behind!"

Zuo Dodge shouted hastily.

Gongsun Yong was taken aback for a moment, since the last time someone made a fuss about Shangshu Mansion being tortured, there has never been such a bold person. Looking back, it was Zuo Daoqi.

He reached out to stop the two guards who came forward, and looked at Zuo Dodge coldly.

Zuo Daoqi was used to the cruelty of the black-faced boy, he took a deep breath, cupped his fists and said, "Master Gongsun, please forgive me, I have a very important matter in my humble position, please see Prime Minister Zhang!"

Gongsun Yong glanced at him, then continued to walk a few steps forward, "Follow me."

Zuo Daoqi quickly followed his footsteps and walked into the majestic Shangshu Mansion.

After waiting for a while, he finally saw Zhang Weizheng again. He was writing something with a pen, and Zuo Daoqi didn't dare to look at it.

After a long time, he put down the pen in his hand, and Shi Shiran asked, "Do you need me?"

Zuo Daoqi hurriedly cupped his fists, "Zuo Daoqi has met Zhang Xiang from hundreds of households in Zaoyi."

Zhang Weizheng waved his hand indifferently, "Go ahead."

Zuo Daoqi quickly opened his mouth and told Zhang Weizheng what happened in the city today, then handed the small bowl to Gongsun Yong with both hands, and looked at Zhang Weizheng expectantly.

What he said was sincere, and he told the facts in detail, and finally he paused and spoke.

"The humble official suspects that the little beggar is a member of the Wuyou Sect. This evil thing cannot be destroyed and cannot be discarded..."

There is absolutely no need to conceal, and there is no motive for concealing, no matter for his own life, or for the noble concubine, mother and daughter who lived with him in the cold palace.

Zhang Weizheng took the small bowl from Gongsun Yong and weighed it in his hand for a while.

After a long laugh, "Interesting..."

Zuo Dodge's heart exploded. He felt that he had met a riddle man again. He liked to say these illogical words. It's so funny!

"You guessed right, that person is indeed a member of the Wuyou Sect." Zhang Weizheng held up the small bowl slightly, "This is the luck of the country. I don't know why it was stolen by him, and he forced this luck to recognize you as the master."

Zuo Daoqi's expression changed slightly, and he clasped his fists quickly, "Master Zhang, please understand the master, the fate of the country is of great importance, and a humble official dare not steal it."

It was the weirdness of this little bowl that frightened him.

"It doesn't matter, Da Jin's luck is booming now, this little luck is irrelevant."

"Humble job is to worry about..."

"Worried that this national event will harm you?"

Zuo Dodge didn't say anything, but he expressed this meaning.

Zhang Weizheng shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, you can't use this National Luck now. Although you are recognized as the master, it can only be activated when you get together."

Zuo Dodge was still dubious, but he took the small bowl.

Gongsun Yong sent him out.

Zuo Dodge held a small bowl and wanted to give it to him, "Brother Gongsun, there are no valuable gifts for several meetings, this bowl..."

Gongsun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Take it away, I just wiped out the Wuyou Sect in the city yesterday, since Prime Minister Zhang told you to keep it, then you just take it."

Zuo Dodge looked stunned.

Gongsun Yong saw the worry in his eyes, and explained, "Pope Zuo of the Wuyou Sect was sought by Prime Minister Zhang, and he dared not leave the capital."

After a pause, he continued, "He wouldn't even dare to enter the imperial palace."

The implication is that Pope Zuo is in the city right now, Zuo Daoqi wants to avoid him, he has only two options, either leave Beijing or stay in the palace.

In an instant, Zuo Dodge made up his mind.

Dogs live without waves!

After Zuo Daoqi left, Gongsun Yong returned to the room and stood behind Zhang Weizheng.

"Zhang Xiang, will you give him the fortune of the country?"

Zhang Weizheng smiled and said softly. "If you give it, you will give it. It's not much. Now that it's snowing in the north, this loss can be recovered in three to five months."

After a moment of silence, Gongsun Yong asked hesitantly, "Is the little beggar he's talking about... Pope Zuo of Wuyou Sect?"

The smile on Zhang Weizheng's face disappeared, and he nodded, "That's him, he's telling me something through Zuo Taibai's mouth."

Zhang Weizheng understood in his heart that what the little beggar said seemed to be said to Zuo Daoqi, but in fact he told himself through his mouth that Concubine Xiao's death in Wuyoujiao had little to do with Yuan Zhong.

He knew about Concubine Xiao's case a long time ago, but until now, only Yuan Zhong was found. Even Yuan Zhong was able to sell Wuyoujiao for him, but he still refused to reveal the real cause of Concubine Xiao's death.

Concubine Xiao's death seems very complicated...

Zhang Weizheng sighed in his heart, is it really that one?

Zuo Dodge was walking on the road, holding the small bowl in one hand. After learning that the small bowl was not a threat, he began to carefully recall the meeting with the little beggar.

When he learned that Zhang Weizheng sent Gongsun Yong to destroy the Worriless Sect in the city yesterday, he had some different thoughts.

The little beggar seemed to know him very well, and he also realized at this time that those words seemed to be speaking to himself, but he was using his own mouth to convey it to someone.

He was convinced in his heart that he had absolutely no idea about his relationship in the palace, at most he knew that he was from a hundred households in Zaiyi, and he absolutely didn't know anything about Jiang Liyan, the Queen Mother and even Zigudao.

Therefore, apart from the palace, he was outside, only Xinyue, Zhang Weizheng and the academy were related.

It is reasonable to exclude Xinyue, then, combined with what Gongsun Yong did yesterday, those words he said were actually said to Zhang Weizheng!

Tell Zhang Weizheng not to investigate?
He couldn't believe this conclusion.

What is the mystery behind the concubine Xiao's case that made him dare to warn Zhang Weizheng, the chief minister of a country and a great Confucianist for decades!
He felt a little shudder in his heart.

When passing by the canal, a large piece of ice formed on a not-so-turbulent water surface. The ice surface was as clear as a bronze mirror, and it swept across his face inadvertently.

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

He figured out why he felt familiar with that little beggar's face.

Because that was his... childhood face! ! !
If he remembered correctly, the big man seemed to call that little beggar... Xiao Zuo! ! !
He must know the little beggar, or the little beggar must be related to the original owner.

Zuo Daoqi closed his eyes, collecting the memory of the original owner.

The original owner was called 'Little Zuo' for a while, and that was when he was in Qingyang Temple outside the city!
No, sir!

Could it be that the little beggar was really the master or brother of the original owner when he was in Qingyang Temple?
In the memory of the original owner, the memory of the Qingyang Temple is a bit vague. I only remember that the master is an old Taoist with a white beard who is over a hundred years old, and the brother is a young Taoist priest who is fifteen or sixteen years old. on the thief.

As for why he remembered that his master passed a hundred years old, it was one of the few deep memories of the original owner. The day when Emperor Yuanji pardoned the world was also his master's birthday...

He didn't know the master's name, but Zuo Daoqi vaguely recalled his dao name, it seemed to be...Xuan Yinzi.

As for his cultivation, the young original owner really didn't know.

Zuo Daoqi was shocked. Could it be that the mysterious background he made up was actually true?

It's just... If the master is the pope of the Wuyou Sect, then why would he be sold into the palace? The original owner really wanted to pick his eggs.

The intricate clues made Zuo Dodge's brain messy, and he couldn't figure it out.

He shook his head, threw the small bowl into the finger, and threw it together with the small seal of the previous dynasty that he got together with "Zi Ji Bao Jian" at the bottom of the lake, treating it as sundries and ignoring it.

He decided to forget everything that happened today, and tomorrow morning, it will be another day.

(End of this chapter)