Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

The empress's lottery was just ripples on the water.

Too little news.

It will take some time for Li Taishi to crack it.

But His Majesty's signature reveals too much information.

A **** light shrouded the entire Song Dynasty.

This does not foretell that the Song Dynasty will be in chaos soon.

Moreover, the disaster of this military chaos will also affect the whole country.

Li Taishi didn't dare to tell Zhao Ji about this sign.

Therefore, when Zhao Ji asked, Li Taishi only dared to say the disaster of the military chaos.

But even so, Zhao Ji was still furious with thunder, and the breath of a second-rank master suddenly swept out.

Xiao Yunxi was right next to her, and she was knocked to the ground by this energy.

Although Li Taishi was the Taishi Ling of Qin Tianjian, he was only superior in divination and astrological observation, even above Lin Suya.

But his own martial arts strength is only rank four.

In addition, this energy is sent by the emperor, how dare a courtier dare to resist it.

When even his face turned pale, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

The middle-level civil and military officials were also affected and fell down, only the generals stood upright.

Chen Mo was not affected because he couldn't go up.

When the emperor was angry, he buried a million corpses.

Although this scene cannot be described by this sentence, but seeing this scene, Chen Mo's heart inexplicably came up with this sentence.

Can Zhao Ji not be angry?

Sign down!

This is the lowest sign.

I still asked for it in the Great Ceremony of Sacrifice to Heaven. In the dark, it contains the will of God. According to past historical experience, the lottery that is often asked for at this time will be fulfilled.

"The disaster of military chaos, the disaster of military chaos..."

Zhao Ji can only think of the rebellion in the southwest.

But this is not the time for discussions.

The sacrificial ceremony has to go ahead.

Xiao Yunxi dragged her tired body to cheer herself up, but cracks appeared in her heart.

Xuanhe three years.

Jiazi year.

August 4th.

At seven o'clock in the Shenshi time, the sacrifice to heaven is over!

But it was cloudless and there was no sign of rain.

...

at the same time.

Somewhere in Jizhou.

In a relatively dilapidated hall, the lights are bright.

The facilities inside are relatively simple.

Right above the main hall, there is a calligraphy and painting.

There are three characters written in ancient Chinese on it.

To peace!

Below the calligraphy and painting, there is a desk with a map spread out on the desk.

This is a complete map of the whole country of the Song Dynasty.

On the map, many points are marked in yellow.

These points are all over the three states of the Song Dynasty.

Behind the desk is a middle-aged man in a yellow Taoist uniform. Judging from his appearance, he looks a little old, but judging from his complexion, even a young guy can't compare.

His appearance is very ordinary, but in those eyes, there is a flash of electricity.

At this moment, a voice sounded from outside the hall: "Brother, the people over there believe you."

A stout middle-aged man with a beard on his face walked in, came to the front and back of the desk, threw the letter on the desk, and immediately said:

"Big brother, the people over there said that today the emperor is praying for rain on the Holy Emperor Mountain, and everything is almost ready. In the past two days, the Ministry of Household will allocate a batch of disaster relief silver to Nanyang, and let us cooperate with Nanyang County."

Hearing this, the man who was drawing on the map was stunned for a moment, raised his head, opened the letter and read it, then rubbed his chin and said:

"The emperor built the **** Genyue, which cost tens of millions of taels, and now he even used the money to suppress the rebellion in the southwest to relieve the disaster. This dog emperor is really stupid..."

"Big brother, the more stupid the Emperor Dog, the more chances we have, don't we?" The stout middle-aged man touched the back of his head and smirked.

"Yes." The man looked at his second brother and immediately asked, "How is the hexagram on the third brother's side?"

"Big brother, good luck!"

"For ten days in a row, it's a sign of good fortune. It seems that the destiny is in me." The man said slowly, and his eyes became sharp: "Go and reply to the letter, the disaster relief silver will not reach Nanyang."

"No."

Looking at the back of his second brother leaving, the man turned to look at the calligraphy and painting above, and muttered:

"When the year is in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous!"

...

Holy Emperor Mountain.

In the imperial study of the palace.

After finishing the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens, Zhao Ji called all the civil and military officials to the imperial study to discuss matters.

Zhao Ji said, "At today's ceremony of sacrificing the heavens, Li Taishi gave me a fortune-telling, and the sign was signed. The sign was meant to be the disaster of the military chaos. According to the views of all the loving ministers, where did the disaster of the military chaos come from?"

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers below immediately looked left and right, and some even whispered.

Immediately, Huangfu Hao took a step forward and said respectfully, "Report to Your Majesty, according to the hexagrams, the disaster of this military chaos must be the Southwest Rebellion, which is the will of God, as long as Your Majesty decrees, the minister will lead the troops to go there. Southwest, suppress the rebellion."

Immediately, several generals also stood up, all pointing to the southwest rebellion.

Zhao Ji kept silent, looked at Cai Si, and said, "Prime Minister, what do you think?"

Cai Si can sit in the position of the head of the hundred officials.

"My minister also thought that it was a rebellion in the southwest. In order not to let the hexagrams come true, I hope Your Majesty will send troops to suppress it as soon as possible."

Hearing that Zeiss also pointed to the Southwest Rebellion, Zhao Ji nodded, it seemed that it was the Southwest Rebellion.

Just as he was about to issue the decree, the Minister of the Ministry of Housing stood up and said, "Report to Your Majesty ~www.readwn.com~ the treasury has run out of money."

If you want to fight, you naturally have to ask for money.

But now the treasury has no money at all.

Zhao Ji looked at Gaoqiu.

Gaoqiu said quickly, "The salaries of the Imperial Army have been distributed... they have been distributed."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji's face sank. After thinking for a while, he said, "Transfer Genyue's silver and send it to General Huangfu."

"No."

...

the other side.

In the queen's bedroom.

Xiao Yunxi's handwriting was a little sore.

Returning the boat and car was exhausting.

Sunflower water came early.

Apart from drinking some brown sugar water, I haven't eaten yet.

He was shocked by Zhao Ji's energy again.

More heartbreak.

After returning to the bedroom, he passed out in a coma.

Chen Mo hurriedly called the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor checked the pulse, showed Xiao Yunxi a look, wrote down a prescription, and then left.

Cai'er took the prescription to grab the medicine.

There is also a pharmacy in the palace.

Chen Mo went to cook.

Zhao Fulin stayed to take care of Xiao Yunxi.

The sky gradually darkened.

There is no moon in the sky.

Therefore, the mountain of the Holy Emperor Mountain appears pitch-dark.

Chen Mo sneaked out of the kitchen and came all the way to Yuanqiu Altar.

There are only statues of Taiyi and Jiutian Yingyuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun on the altar of the mound. They are dead objects, not treasures.

So around here, the guards are not strict.

Only the Custodians patrol the surroundings.

Chen Mo sneaked up to the upper level of the Yuanqiu Altar while the guards were changing and touched Taiyi's statue.

【Ding! The golden talent pool has been expanded. 】

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