Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

Qin Tianjian was a noble qi trainer, and he always looked down on all the officials in the court and regarded him as a man of fame and fortune.

Heilongtai is a rebellious sage's own army, holding the power of arbitrary censorship, and patrolling the world domineeringly.

These two yamen, not to mention ordinary people, are valued, and it is difficult to climb into one official and half a job.

After all, the low-level documents buried in the case, the gradeless and classless Yunying Tiqi, are not included in this list.

"Ji Baihu has good skills and strong means.

So young and talented, who doesn't like it?

Fortunately, next year will be the opening ceremony of the six true lineages, otherwise it will not only be Qin Tianjian and Heilongtai. "

The old eunuch knew that the prince admired this son, and hurriedly said good things.

"You old slave, you are used to making people happy."

His Royal Highness shook his head and smiled. He was the master of the country, so how could he not be able to tell the truth from the fake.

It's just that the subordinates are flattering, and there is nothing to blame.

Manchu civil and military, six cabinets, who doesn't just pick up good words and pour them into their ears?

On the desk in the study room of the East Palace, there are mountains of memorials and official documents.

Even though there are some solitary and direct ministers with upright hearts, they are limited to official position, knowledge, ability and many other reasons.

At most one place can be ruled, but it is difficult to rule a country.

The forty-nine houses of the Jing Dynasty are so large.

Even if it is based on the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Tianjing City, and Daming Mansion, it is far from being able to cover every inch of the land.

"The extreme wall of the dynasty, the emperor's father is right, no matter how much territory is developed, the limit of the scope that a humane dynasty can rule is the place the army can reach within a hundred days.

Intimidating the Quartet, Wei Jia all over the world, it sounds like the sky, but it can't really achieve the king of cloth.

Therefore, outside the Jiubianguan, they can only be stationed all year round, continue to invest, and cannot withdraw.

Once relaxed, the barbarians and barbarians who surrendered will immediately rebel. "

His Royal Highness's eyelids drooped, his thoughts fluctuated, and the force of tapping on the table gradually became lighter.

He once discussed with the cabinet for a long time, and finally believed that personal force can only protect one side of the land and control the luck of one country, but it is not enough to completely change the world.

But the craftsmen of Tiangongyuan and Kaiwuyuan may be able to.

Iron armored vehicles, airships, dragon tooth ships...

Divine Arm Crossbow, Thunder Cannon, Dragon Tiger Thunderbolt...

Among the six departments, the Ministry of War is more like a Pixiu than the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Personnel.

About half of it is used for military salaries in the Nine Frontiers.

The other half, mostly invested in Tiangong Institute and Kaiwu Institute.

"Could it be that what Eunuch Zhao said was Ji Jiulang of Beizhen Fusi?"

The people in the Zhan Shi Mansion who sat down, asked an elegant young official.

"Yes, Xiao Sheren has a lot of friends in Tianjing City, and I believe I have heard of this son's deeds."

The old eunuch bowed.

"Hmph, this person used his own power to overthrow the Minister of Rites and the head of the Tianjing.

The difficult things that King Yan did not do, let him do it neatly. "

The personable Xiao Sheren sneered.

The study room in the East Palace fell silent in an instant.

The old eunuch smiled embarrassingly. As he was, he would not argue with this Xiao Sheren from Shangyin Academy.

His Royal Highness's brows were slightly wrinkled, his tone was flat but his words were extremely stern:

"Xiao Xian, what do you mean by this?

Alluding to the fact that Ben Gong formed a party and colluded with Song Shangshu?

Ji Yuan, he was ordered to run an errand, what was wrong?

Song Dai was not strict with his son, Song Yunsheng and Zhou Zian secretly practiced heresy and evil arts, and murdered several people... Could it be that they should not be punished?

If only because Song Dai supported the Eastern Palace, the Palace would turn a blind eye, wouldn't it be a shame to the saint! "

These remarks can be said to be ruthless, with a thunderous majesty.

Xiao Xian got up quickly and lifted up Jiupin Sheren's official robe.

Kneeling down on the ground, expressing fear.

"His Royal Highness calm down, Xiao Xian just made the wrong thing in a hurry.

Song Shangshu and him were friends who had never known each other, but now that his friend was dismissed and relegated due to the misfortune of his family, he was inevitably depressed. "

Another middle-aged man with slightly white temples and clear eyebrows played a roundabout way.

"Furthermore, Xiao Sheren also complained for the East Palace.

For more than ten days, those pawns who charged for King Yan,

I don't know how many times I have gone through it, but I am determined to make this matter bigger, and then drag some people into the quagmire. "

The institution of the Zhan Shifu is a small court established by the saint for the prince.

Like what Zhan affairs, Shao Zhan affairs, Fu Cheng, master book, Shiren... and so on.

To put it bluntly, they are all subordinate officials of the Prince’s Gate.

Only the confidant team can act.

Xiao Xian is just a sweetheart of the true Jiupin, and his words have no weight.

This middle-aged man with slightly white temples is a Shao Zhan of the fourth grade, in charge of the inside and outside of the East Palace, and his status is not the same.

"Mr. Yuan doesn't need to excuse himself, one yardage is another.

The saints hated party formation the most, and this palace also did not want to see that the situation of intrigue and suppression of dissidents in the court became more and more intense.

You dismiss a minister today, and I will overthrow your servant tomorrow... The prosperous and prosperous national fortune of a young man should have died since then. "

The prince's eyes were warm, but his words were heavy.

Everyone in the Zhan Shifu stood up and did not dare to sit down.

"The Saint Destroyer Alliance dropped two chess pieces and placed them in Tianjing. The plan is not small, and it is not just as simple as refining blood pills.

Heilongtai has used spies from all over the world to track down all the portals in Daming Mansion that have something to do with it. "

The Prince's Highness looked calm and looked down at an open memorial.

More than a dozen people's names were written on it, most of which were the old department of Liang Guogong.

Baotao, Weiwu, and Yingyang, the three guards' generals are very honorable, and in the past two years, the top talents in the Jinghua list... have all been dragged into the water by the remnants of the bones.

"In the palm of this palace, there is still an unparalleled sword of unparalleled edge.

Beizhen Fusi vacated a few thousand and one hundred households, just in time to call Ruther back. "

His Royal Highness seemed to have made up a certain determination, raised his head and said.

"Is it a taboo to put people in Heilongtai?"

Yuan Shaozhan reminded.

"Is this palace has a public heart or a selfish heart.

The sage clearly sees the fall, and he must understand. "

His Highness the Prince waved his hand.

After backing away, he rubbed his swollen eyebrows and walked to the inner courtyard of the East Palace alone.

Stepping into it, the hall is five rooms wide, with yellow glazed tiles and single eaves resting on the top of the mountain, which looks quite atmospheric.

Cross the threshold and turn into the back hall.

On the nine-story red-lacquered wooden platform, a statue of the city god was enshrined.

The prince picked up three blood-colored incense sticks and lit them with candles.

Kneeling on the futon, he bowed down with a serious look and muttered.

The smoke curled up and floated, making the mottled-faced statue of the city god come alive.

...

...

Tai'an Square, Nanmen Hutong.

Ji Yuan strutted and stepped into the yard.

Then……

Found out that the home was gone.

The left and right yellow mud rice straws and well-rammed earth walls were knocked down.

The east and west wing rooms are also magnanimous.

Because the doors and windows were taken down.

From outside the yard to the house, there are salted fish drying out.

"Kuro...Kuro is back!"

When the old man Ping, who was drying salted fish and loading coarse salt, saw the white python flying fish suit, he quickly rubbed his hands, lowered his head and ran outside the door.

"Kiulang doesn't know yet. The day before yesterday, there was a handsome young man in Tsing Yi, who said that you bought a new house and moved everything away."

Ji Yuan's heart moved, thinking of the thing he had entrusted Luo Yuzhen to find a room before.

"This house is dilapidated. When the owner sees that you don't rent it, he will give it to me at a low price and make it a warehouse for selling salt and storing salted fish."

The old man Ping said cautiously.

Today is different from the past.

Ji Yuan has been promoted from the previous Yunying Tiqi to a hundred households of flying fish.

Those neighbors and neighbors also spoke cautiously, for fear of offending others.

"Brother Ping, do you know where the new house is?"

Ji Yuan didn't have any nostalgia. Before investigating the Wannian County case, he wrapped up the Ji's memorial tablet and was ready to move at any time.

"Inner city, Datongfang, the one near Qinglong Canal... I heard that it was originally a Shangshu mansion."

The old man Ping said with envy.

That's the inner city.

The place where the dignitaries stay.

A big house with three entrances and three exits.

How expensive is it?

You may not be able to live in the private salt that you have sold for several lifetimes.

"By the way, Kuro, there is a... great monk who has been waiting for your return these days."

The old man said again.

"That extravagant son persuaded you several times that you were going to move to a new house, but he didn't listen.

I went out for alms during the day, and went back to the west wing at night... I didn't dislike the taste of salted fish. The old man invited him a few times, but he didn't pay attention. "

Ji Yuan laughed when he heard the words, this is really like what a killing monk would do.

After carefully asking the other party's whereabouts, he gently thanked him and turned to leave.

"Kuro... remember to come back when you have time."

The old man Ping looked at the white python flying fish suit that was drifting away, and sighed in his heart, good people still have good rewards.

"okay."

Ji Yuan replied with a smile.

The young man from Liaodong, who entered Tianjin at the beginning of the year, finally walked from the outer city to the inner city.

"Flying Fish, Dapeng, Mangpao... Set a small goal to raise a thousand households next year."

Ji Yuan walked with a knife, overconfident thoughts emerged in his heart.

Thousands of households, five grades, more than three times of blood exchange.

This is a difficult step to climb.

...

...

"Master, have you turned it into a vegetarian meal?

Why don't we go to a restaurant together and eat dog meat to warm up? "

Ji Yuan walked straight east, and not long after, he caught a glimpse of the shabby figure of a skinny old monk on the edge of a long street.

"Good apprentice, looking at your brows with joy, this trip must have gone well."

The killing monk was sitting cross-legged in the corner with a broken bowl.

Shaped like a beggar, passersby would not even glance at it.

If he really became the other party's apprentice, he would probably starve nine times in three days.

"It's twists and turns, it's good or bad."

Ji Yuan shook his head.

If you say gains, there are indeed.

Use Yujiazhuang's feng shui air pocket to condense the third air vein.

Accumulate a merit for yourself, which can be exchanged for martial arts, medicine pills and other foreign objects.

A purple fate, a little good deeds, Yin virtue.

As for the selection of the blood god, the consumption of life essence and other negative effects...

To be honest, Ji Yuan is not very worried.

Emperor Tiandao map has the ability to change the number of lives.

As long as Dao Yun is enough.

The "gift" given by the four gods outside the territory may not be unshakable.

"Hey, good disciple, your brows are purple and your blood is on fire. What's going on?"

The slaughtering monk suddenly shook his face, got up and reached out and pressed Ji Yuan's shoulder.

The seemingly absent strength penetrated into the body to investigate the situation.

Being caught off guard and being controlled by others, Ji Yuan subconsciously had to resist.

With his three energy channels and fourteen fates, how could he be easily manipulated.

The force rises from the ground, like a dragon raising its head, the muscles, bones, skin and membranes stretch and shake, shaking off a circle of air waves.

The killing monk frowned, and his palm was like an electric shock, but his figure still did not shake.

"Your life essence... is being consumed violently all the time? Who is it?!"

The skinny monk's eyes burst into flames, and his eyes widened in anger.

The shriveled body leaked a breath of breath, which directly acted on the mind, like Taiyue pressing the top.

Ji Yuan only felt the person in front of him, and his image suddenly changed.

The killing monk suddenly rose ten thousand feet, and he was born with two faces, such as Buddha and Rakshasa, who coexisted with one mind.

"The god of good fortune... the god of evil... manifested!"