Incantation Script Family/C201 A Gift from the Heavens(1)
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C201 A Gift from the Heavens(1)

She could have offended the whole of Dazheng Dynasty, and she could have ignored it. Only the Imperial Advisor had to be respected. Afraid that Qii Liufeng would misunderstand her and make a mistake, she looked at the empty space and wanted to argue. The Imperial Advisor slammed the table and said, "What do you mean by a gift from the heavens to him? I don't think so. He is a scourge."

"A gift from the heavens?" Fu Ting's tightened body suddenly softened. "Did His Majesty say that?"

"What is the king?" Qii Liufeng's face was still as fierce as before. "My disciple said that not only do we not dare to get close to our own flesh and blood brothers, but we also do not dare to get close to them. We still have to be wary of falling into a trap. The ministers of the court and all the people under the heavens only think of him as the Son of Heaven, the emperor who can do anything, whether he is a dragon or a god. They respect him and fear that he will distance himself from them, but they will not feel sorry for him."

At this point, Qii Liufeng's voice finally lowered. "Only you, the head of the pavilion, in this world, are the only one who knows that he is also a person. You have given him feelings that no one else can give you." The Imperial Advisor held the hand that slammed the table and slowly and solemnly said, "My stupid disciple called this feeling a gift from the heavens. A gift from the heavens..."

"He said this is called 'love'..." Looking at the shocked Fu Ting Zhi, Qii Liufeng's face revealed a trace of pity. "Alone! Everyone in the world calls the emperor that. Master Fu, do you have the heart to let Ji Cheng be alone?"

Fu Ting Zhi, who could speak well, did not refute at all. From the beginning to the end, he lowered his head and let the Imperial Advisor scold him. At the end, he even bowed deeply. "Thank you for your guidance, Imperial Advisor. This servant understands. This servant knows what to do. Imperial Advisor, please rest assured. " He respectfully stepped back to the door and bowed again before leaving.

After going back, he thought about it for the whole night and was touched for the whole night. The next morning, he got up early and went to the Public Affairs Division to do some things. The Jolin Academy only sent people to greet him and quickly went to the Palace to see him with some new items.

The days of the capital officials were not good, and General Meng and Meng Xia's days were even worse. First of all, the kings were restless. When they saw that the Bureau of Military Personnel was making a fuss, they wanted the officials to be their trusted aides. They wanted to find an opportunity to plant people in the key departments. These people could not find trouble with Fu Ting's group of scholars. They did not know and would not do what the scholars did. Even if the emperor gave a civil servant a favor, it would be a joke, so they pestered Meng Xia.

Then it was the emperor with a dark face who would not let him out of the Palace until it was dark. He would not talk or discuss anything if he left him behind. He would reward him with a cup of tea and a plate of stir-fried pea to sit with him. He did not even see half a piece of dessert. It was not easy for him to wait for dinner. He stood and sat with the emperor. He did not dare to eat with all his might what he ate was not the taste. He wasn't full at all!

Meng Xia had sat for a few days and felt that it was even harder than fighting on the battlefield. He felt that his back was aching and his whole body was uncomfortable. "Cough -" The generals below thought that Meng Xia was secretly happy that His Majesty regarded him highly. Only he himself knew. He was just here to relax. It was better to not have such a favor.

How many times had he coughed to attract his attention? The young emperor put down the memorial in his hand and raised his eyelids. "Yesterday, I ordered you to prepare some ice sugar and pears. Bring a bowl to the general."

Well, there was really no way to save him. Meng Xia carried a bowl of sweet water and was miserable. My king, please let me out.

"Your Majesty, Lord Niece Talisman has handed over a plate to request an audience."

"Bang!" The tea bowl of the emperor fell. "Give me the plate? Which dog slave dares to stop her? I said that Lord Fu Si wants to see me, and no one is allowed to stop him."

"Forgive me, Your Majesty. The Ministry of War is busy with the affairs of the yamen. This official will take his leave first." My God, my savior has finally arrived. Meng Xia threw away the sweet water and left the Heart Healing Palace before the Emperor could nod. When he went out, he ran into Fu Ting's head: "Aiyo, my Lord Fu, if you don't come soon, this Meng will want to crash into a wall."

"Thank you, General. Thank you for your hard work, General." Meng Xia knew that he had been summoned to the Palace to accompany Fu Zhizhi. "Why? Are you still angry?"

"Didn't you come? It will be sunny the day you come." Meng Xia cupped his hands and ran away without stopping.

"Hey, running like a rabbit." Chang De puckered his lips. "It's your responsibility to bear the anger of that person. They should also bear some of it."

"Give me the things, and keep an eye on them." The Talisman Pavilion did not blame Chang De. He only took the box wrapped in brocade cloth and carefully carried it inside. Just as he took a step forward, he was dragged into the house by Dali. "What are you doing!? The things are spilled..."

"My little ancestor, you've finally calmed down." Ji Cheng hugged him and wanted to find his lips. "I'm so worried. I don't even know how I offended you."

"Stop messing around." Fu Ting pushed him away and quickly went to look at his luggage. "What are you messing around for? Don't break it." After looking at it for a while, he looked up to see Ji Cheng. He looked at the box with disappointment and a pitiful look on his face. He leaned against the box and kissed it on his face. "Really, don't mess around. With this, the people will suffer less hunger."

"Oh?" Ji Cheng was satisfied. He helped to unpack the bag and looked into the box. "What are these fruits?"

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