Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Ling's clear eyes stared at him closely.

Fakong muttered: "It's impossible to replace your guards, and it's impossible for you not to return to Lingyun Palace..."

Chu Ling shook his head: "I can't remove the guards at will. This power rests with the guard manager. No matter how favored I am, I can't interfere with the manager's affairs at will. He won't listen to me... It's really not possible. I can only I’ll leave it to my mother first.”

"This is also an idea." Fakong nodded lightly.

"But the Queen Mother will definitely be suspicious and think that I am abnormal, because usually I still like to stay in Lingyun Palace by myself." Chu Ling said: "When the time comes, I will say that it was your idea, Master."

Fakong smiled and nodded.

Chu Ling smiled and said: "The Queen Mother will definitely say that I am suspicious and that you are pretending to be a ghost, and we will not be able to please you."

Fakong's eyes became dark again, shining faintly on her.

After a moment, Fa Kong shook his head.

"no?"

"They also killed the queen." Fakong sighed: "It was your guards who did it, and the grand master had no time to stop them."

Chu Ling could no longer relax and frowned: "You want to kill even the queen mother? That's so outrageous! ... What should we do?"

"It seems that we can't return to the palace." Fakong said slowly.

Chu Ling said: "If I don't return to the palace, where will I live? Over there with the third brother or over with the ninth brother?"

Fakong pondered: "If it's Prince Yi's side..."

He looked at Chu Ling with his eyes, his deep gaze shining on her.

Then he shook his head: "No, Prince Yi can't protect you."

He murmured again: "As for Prince Xin...it won't work, and I can't protect you."

Chu Ling met his profound gaze and hummed: "Master, do you mean that I will definitely die?"

Fakong said: "There is always a chance of survival, so just follow the emperor."

He looked at Chu Ling with a faint gaze, and nodded slowly: "Following the Emperor, we can indeed avoid this disaster."

"It won't work." Chu Ling said: "If I tell my father this, he will definitely laugh and won't believe it. He is most annoyed by this kind of pretentiousness."

"If you want to survive, you have to stay by the emperor's side." Fakong said, "Other than that, I haven't thought of any other way yet."

"Then can we catch that guy?" Chu Ling's eyes sparkled, as if there were flames burning: "Why should I wait for him to come and kill me instead of killing him first?"

"Take the initiative?" Fakong pondered.

Through his clairvoyance, he failed to see that the person behind the scenes was very hidden, and he was probably one of the nine elders, or possibly another high-ranking member of the Kunshan Holy Cult.

Why did those guards suddenly want to assassinate Chu Ling?

He must have been under the spell of enlightenment.

No matter how powerful the Kunshan Holy Cult is, there will not be so many people sneaking into the guards. You must know that the guards of the Forbidden Palace must first and foremost be innocent and loyal from generation to generation.

There may be one or two fish that slip through the net occasionally, but there are definitely not so many disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult. They are everywhere Chu Ling goes. How could there be so many.

How to find out the person behind this?

His concealment methods are extremely clever, and he can hide it from the priests of the Forbidden Palace. It is useless to ask the priests of the Forbidden Palace to check again.

Chu Ling's bright eyes suddenly shone, and she smiled sweetly: "Master Fakong, why don't I stay here."

Her smile was bright and dazzling.

Fakong was calm and shook his head slightly.

"Master, are you afraid of being implicated by me?"

"I'm afraid that His Highness will be implicated by me." Fakong shook his head and said, "There has been an assassination attempt on me today. I have become a thorn in the side of Kunshan Holy Cult, and I must pull it out quickly."

"Master Fakong, you can handle it."

"I can handle it on my own, but if you're here, Your Highness, I'm afraid it won't be possible."

"Alas!" Chu Ling sighed faintly: "Is this my fate? No matter how hard I struggle, I won't survive this year?"

Fa Kong remained silent.

He actually felt a sense of difficulty in Chu Ling to change his destiny, as if he was fighting against the invisible power of fate.

Chu Ling looked at Fakong: "That's all, I'm going to follow my father shamelessly. He won't leave no matter how much he scolds me."

Fakong nodded: "Your Highness, be careful."

"Is there really no other way?" Chu Ling refused to give up: "Is there any way to find that guy out?"

Fakong hesitated: "This will be very dangerous."

Chu Lingming's eyes sparkled: "I have died many times, the danger does not matter, as long as I get rid of that guy!"

"... Then we must cooperate with Prince Xin." Fakong said: "Only with Prince Xin's cultivation can the situation be reversed."

"Brother Ninth is fine." Chu Ling said, "Master, please tell me, what method should we use?"

"Then your Highness pretends not to know anything and still returns to Lingyun Palace. When your guard Zhao Mingze takes action, let Prince Xin arrive in time and catch him."

"Well, what then?"

"As long as I catch Zhao Mingze and don't let him perish together, I can find the person behind the scenes through Fate Pass."

"That's a good idea!"

"But this is very dangerous. If you are not careful, Your Highness will really die."

"As long as we can catch that guy!" Chu Lingming's eyes sparkled: "I'll go tell Brother Ninth and ask him to help."

Fakong said: "I'll ask someone to invite Prince Xin."

Chu Ling has a ruthlessness in his bones and a fearless spirit of life and death.

He slapped his hands.

Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash.

"Please come and see me, Lord Xin."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang glanced at Chu Ling curiously and found it strange.

It was their first meeting, but she and Fakong seemed to be getting along as casually as if they were old friends.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

Chu Ling looked at the place where he disappeared curiously: "Your follower's Qinggong is very powerful."

"Yes." Fakong said: "Your Highness, have you really thought about it?"

"Master, I heard that you have a lot of fine wine. Why don't you take a jar for us to taste?"

"Your Highness also likes to drink?"

"I haven't drunk it." Chu Ling said: "But since the master likes it, it must be wonderful. I want to try it too."

"Then let's pick a jar." Fakong took her to the pagoda garden behind.

It was already late autumn, and a gust of wind blew, bleak and solemn, making people cold from the outside to the inside.

The pagoda garden was green and green everywhere, and was not affected by the autumn wind at all.

It seemed to be a world of its own, and it was still spring.

This gust of bleak autumn wind blew, and all kinds of green vegetables swayed gently, which was very moving.

Chu Ling looked at these green vegetables curiously.

Because of the divine water, the growth of these vegetables is far better than that of ordinary green vegetables.

As if they have been ripened, the flowers are blooming, and the fruits have already produced small fruits. They will be almost edible in half a month.

"Will you eat fresh vegetables in winter?"

"Yes."

"This is a good thing, Master, why not send some to the palace." Chu Ling smiled and said, "Let my father and mother taste the freshness."

Fakong smiled and said nothing.

The appetite of the people in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple is not small.

Let's not talk about Faning.

Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo are both growing up, and the little boys eat their fathers out of money, and their appetite is even better than mine.

Huiling and Lin Feiyang are okay, about the same as mine.

Yuandeng and the other four are all big-bellied men.

These vegetables are barely enough for everyone to eat, and if they are sent to the palace, it will definitely not be enough, so they can't be given.

What's more, for a wise and powerful person like the emperor, these small favors are meaningless.

Why waste these fresh evacuations?

"Master, you are indeed different." Chu Ling shook his head: "Others are trying to please their father and mother, but you are so good..."

Fakong had no intention of pleasing them, and even avoided them.

It was exactly the opposite of what ordinary people do.

Fakong smiled.

What he had to do was not to offend the emperor, not to please him or get close to him.

The closer you are, the easier it is to offend him.

The saying "to accompany the emperor is like to accompany a tiger" is a wise saying.

I have magical powers and the support of the Great Snow Mountain Sect. As long as I don't offend the emperor, I can be free and easy.

Even if I offend him, I can just leave and flee to another place. I can still live freely and easily. I just can't bear to leave the sect and the friends around me.

With this detached state of mind, he deliberately kept a distance from the emperor and the forbidden palace.

Try not to get involved in the affairs of the forbidden palace.

It's just right now.

Faning was supervising Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo's practice, his honest fat face was solemn and dignified.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Chu Ling.

Fakong introduced each other.

Faning clasped his hands in greeting.

Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo looked at Chu Ling curiously.

Xu Qingluo smiled innocently: "Her Highness the Fifteenth Princess is as beautiful as the legend."

Chu Ling smiled: "I don't dare to accept it."

Xu Qingluo said: "Her Highness the Princess is more beautiful than the legend,... Master, do you want to go to the wine cellar?"

"Yes, pick a jar of fine wine with Her Highness."

"I recommend a jar." Xu Qingluo said hurriedly: "There is a jar of apricot blossom wine, it must taste good."

Fakong frowned and waved his hand gently.

This girl, at such a young age, actually studied wine!

Xu Qingluo stepped back and reluctantly clasped her hands together: "Yes, Master, I shut up."

Fakong opened the entrance to the wine cellar and then walked down the stairs. Chu Ling smiled at Xu Qingluo comfortingly, nodded and followed him down.

Zhou Yang sighed: "Her Highness the Fifteenth Princess is indeed worthy of being the most beautiful woman in the palace. She is indeed beautiful."

"Compared with Uncle Ning, who is more beautiful?" Xu Qingluo glanced at him.

"This..." Zhou Yang hesitated.

Xu Qingluo snorted: "You want to say more beautiful than Uncle Ning?"

"...Equally beautiful." Zhou Yang hesitated and said slowly.

He wanted to say that Uncle Ning was more beautiful, but he felt that it was not good to belittle a princess like this, so he could only say that they were equally beautiful.

Xu Qingluo said: "You hesitated. When Uncle Ning comes next time, I will tell her that you think the princess is more beautiful!"

"I didn't say that!" Zhou Yang said hurriedly.

Xu Qingluo snorted, turned his head and ignored him, and continued to practice boxing.

Zhou Yang snorted in anger, knowing that she was angry with her uncle and took it out on him.

He was so unlucky to have such a sister!

Chu Ling went down the steps and saw that the cellar ceiling was inlaid with night-shining pearls, which looked like stars and illuminated the wine cellar. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "How luxurious!"

The palace was not so luxurious.

It was time to light the lamps, but there was no way to use night-shining pearls for lighting.

Fakong smiled.

These were all Lin Feiyang's work, and Fakong didn't know where he got so many night-shining pearls from.

Strings and strings of them, densely inlaid on the stone room ceiling, made the night-shining pearls look very cheap.

In fact, each one was worth no less than ten thousand taels of silver. I really don't know how much silver hundreds of night-shining pearls could sell for.

The wine cellar was built with wooden racks, rows and rows, comparable to the size of the Sutra Library. Jars of wine were placed on the racks, all with labels on them, with names, dates and who got them from.

Chu Ling quickly found a jar of apricot blossom wine, sniffed the seal, and found the taste very fresh, especially to his taste.

So he picked this jar of wine. When the two left the dimple and came to the pagoda garden, Xu Qingluo saw the jar of wine and immediately smiled.