How did I Become Emperor?

In the city of Fang, it is extremely lively.

　　Although it just passed the Lantern Festival, the street was still full of traffic. I don’t know how many rich family members travelled in a horse-drawn carriage and went outing.

　　 was surrounded by maids with swords.

　　 But more of them, still wearing the Confucian clothes of the students, or wearing swords, Wu Sheng, his eyes bright and strong.

　　 If you go back to work today, the emperor has done a lot of work and cleared up a group of officials. Obviously, it is to arrange a seat for Enke's Jinshi.

　　 In addition to being a big official, there is luck and blessings. I don’t know how many students Wushu will be ready to make an appearance in Enke this time.

　　 It is a pity that there seem to be too many people, and some students have not settled in places, and can only sleep on the streets.

　　 Fortunately, His Majesty had just left the border, and in the early dynasty, he released the bag of Qiankun to let the student Wu Sheng live, and also ordered the temple Taoist temple in Yujing to be released from the courtyard.

　　This makes some students grateful to Dade.

　　 "Stinky tofu, stinky tofu! Don't stink, don't want money! Come and buy! Eat the stinky tofu from my old Zhangtou, pack your thoughts like diarrhea, high school champion!"

　　 "Rouge, Rouge in Jumeifang, Rouge that men can eat~"

　　 "Guests, pass by, don't miss it, come in and look at this thousand soldiers' shop, the best weapon of the gods, sharpen the iron like mud, so that you are invincible in the martial arts."

　　 "Golden gun medicine, Dali pill, Mujudan, Baosheng son secret recipe, everything."

　　……

　　The bustling city shouted one after another.

　　Lu Qian wore a black robe and changed his appearance into an ordinary young man. He walked on the lively long street and glanced around.

　　 The old man suspected of being a corpse should be nearby.

　　In order not to hit the grass and startle the snake, Lu Gan would integrate into the crowd and slowly look for it. Even the evil devil Buddha was hidden in the void and did not show up.

"found it!"

　　After a cup of tea, Lu Gan walked to the end of the street, and on the corner, he saw a stall in front of a small shop in the corner, with a white flag hanging beside it, with a big ‘trigram’ written on it.

　　 The stall owner is a grey robe old man, with white temples, slightly thin, one eye is still blind, his whole body is weakened by blood, and he has no gang atmosphere.

　　 doesn't seem to have a bit of temperament, it feels like a liar.

　　 It's just that in front of this booth, two men are counting, a sackcloth, dark face, about thirty years old, and a green robe holding a fan, seemingly a downcast son.

　　Lu Gan pretended not to care, and walked past casually.

At this moment, the desolate son was sitting on the chair in front of the booth, and threw a piece of twelve silver ingots, opened the paper fan, and there was a trace of pride in the eyebrows, asked: "Old gentleman, this son wants to calculate the future To see if we can find flowers at Enke High School this time and shine on the lintel."

　　 "Oh, this doesn't count."

The old man in the gray robe reached out and put away the silver ingots with a smile, saying: "The young man looked at it, he was amazingly talented, like the pearl of the night, generous and glorious, haunting the whole body, all the articles written must be beautiful articles, beautiful flowers, this Enke Wenju , I am afraid it is enough to sweep all the students."

　　 "You are quite accurate! I am a talent of Zhongzhou, Tang Fang! Zhongzhou is so talented, I have nine fights! This time, the imperial examination is ten and nine stable!"

　　 Said the proud son proudly.

　　 When the old man in the gray robe heard it, he glanced at the light: "The son is really powerful! However, although the son is very talented, but he wants the top three, I am afraid I have to look at luck."

　　 "Look at luck? What do you mean? Don't fool me with mystery!"

　　 The son of the deceased hum snorted, seeming to see through the trick of the old man.

　　The old man in gray robe listened, turned his head smilingly, and glanced at the approaching Lu Gan. He asked meaningfully, "This Tang son, do you think your majesty is handsome?"

Ok?

　　 As soon as this remark came out, both the downcast son and the dark man were stunned.

　　 "What's the problem?"

　　 The son of Soul was surprised, and said: "Your Majesty is invincible, it is indeed powerful, but with a strong appearance and a little bit of shame, it is not enough to be half handsome."

　　In an instant, the old man in gray robe looked over, with a hint of sorrow in his smile.

　　 Then, he turned his head and said, "This Tang son, you Enke can indeed be in high school this time, but the ranking may be a little unsatisfactory."

　　 "Nonsense, feudal superstition! Huh!"

　　 When he heard it, he immediately looked cold and displeased, and then he closed the fan and stood up.

　　 "Cough, old gentleman, me." At this time, the dark man gritted his teeth and handed out a silver ingot.

　　 "Your son, you have a good temperament, if you are wise, you can understand people, and you can also go to high school. It's just that question. Do you think His Majesty is handsome?"

　　The old man in gray robe asked with a smile.

"Ok!"

　　 The dark man focused on his head, and said with amazement: "Your Majesty looks like a man of talent. Who can match your Majesty in this world?"

　　 This sentence, the words are very different, and each word shows great sincerity, obviously from the heart.

　　 "Haha, congratulations, son, you are in the top three of high school!"

　　The old man in gray robe bowed his hands to congratulate.

　　 Hearing this, the downcast son was not happy, and snorted coldly: "Hmph! I don't know, brother, let's go! Don't listen to this old Taoist nonsense! Go back to Wenshu!"

　　 said, grabbed the dark man and left.

　　 The dark man couldn't bear him, but he could only arch his hands at the old gray robe, sorry to smile before leaving.

　　 At this time, Lu Gan sat down.

　　 hadn't waited for him to speak, the old gray robe smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations."

　　 "What do you like?"

　　 asked Lu Gan frowning.

　　The old man in gray robe smiled and said, "Congratulations, my son, and I have added two more talents to help. Isn't this a happy event?"

boom.

　　 Lu Gan threw a gold ingot at random, said indifferently: "I don't know what you are talking about, but I also want to ask my husband to take a look at it. With my talent, can I be a junior in high school?"

"The son is different from the two men. The two men have the same fate. The old man can see through at a glance, but the son is expensive. The old man is not sure, and can only count. But there are two rules for the old man to count the hexagrams. Sangua, it is already evening, and the noon has passed. At night it is still half an hour away. The young man wants to count the trigrams, I am afraid he has to wait for half an hour."

　　The old man in gray robe laughed and chuckled.

　　 "Oh? It seems that the old gentleman is a bit real, otherwise he will not set such a troublesome rule." Lu Gan frowned slightly.

　　The old man in gray robe laughed: "Haha, the old man is really some real material, but this rule is just to save lives. If there are too many chances, the old man may not live the day he died."

　　 "It turns out so."

　　Lu Gan nodded and proposed: "Since there is still half an hour to wait, why not play a little game with the old man, how?"

"what game?"

　　 The old man in gray robe showed a look of interest on his face.

　　 Between the words, he took out a wooden sign worn by the red thread from his sleeve and hung it on the bamboo pole next to it.

　　The wooden sign is engraved with four words: No pick-up.

　　Lu Gan glanced at the wooden sign, withdrew his eyes, and said indifferently: "This game is called ‘you ask me to answer,’ I ask, you answer, and then you ask, I answer, no one suffers, how?”

　　 "Hahaha, the son is really a good abacus. Actually relying on this little game, do you want to set the old man's words?"

　　The old man in gray robe shook his head and chuckled.

　　 "Aren't you willing? Then I'm gone."

　　Lu Gan reached out and grabbed the gold ingot on the table, and left when he got up.

　　 "Eh, son and slow. Please allow the old man to consider for a moment." Grey robe said.

　　Lu Gan sat down silently, waiting quietly.

"it is good."

　　After three rests, the old man in gray robe smiled and nodded, reaching out and making a please gesture: "So, please ask the son first."

　　 "Are you Mr. Corpse?" Lu Gan asked with a frown.

　　 "Mr. Corpse is just one of the names of the old man." The old man in gray robe nodded and asked with a smile: "So, how did you find the old man?"

　　 He asked himself how the gods were cultivated, the world was chaotic, and in a single thought, obviously Lu Gan had been shielded, how could he be found?

　　 Could it be that there is a master of chaos that breaks the sky next to Lu Gan? No, Zhu Qingtang, Evil Devil Buddha, and Northern Moon Palace Master are not masters of Guadao.

　　Because of this, he promised Lu Gan to play this game.

　　Lu Gan pondered for a while, and replied: "It is really difficult to find Mr. Corpse, but I have a magical soldier called "external"."

　　 "Outer Gua? Inside Gua?"

　　Mr. Corpse stared at Lu Gan, and he was immediately full of surprise: "There is even a hexagram that the old man does not know between this world and the world?"

　　 At the next moment, his two eyes appeared a blue crystal awn, a picture flashed rapidly, the sun rises and the sunset, the flowers bloom, the spring goes to autumn and the winter to reincarnate...

　　 These pictures flashed for nearly half an hour.

　　 In the middle, Lu Gan tapped the table a few times, Mr. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Mr. Corp. still did not respond. Apparently, like Zhu Qingtang, it was down.

　　 Suddenly, Mr. Corpse's eyes reflected Lu Gan's face.

　　Poof.

　　At almost the same moment, Mr. Corpse's eyes glared, and a puff of blood spouted out. His face became pale as snow.

　　 "Cough cough cough...... Sure enough, the world is infinite, the road is infinite, the old man only learns a little fur!"

　　Mr. Corpse wiped his lips and took an elixir, his face gradually becoming rosy.

　　Lu Gan heard the words, his expression was awkward, and he was no longer talking nonsense. He asked directly, "Who is the murderer of the childish disappearance?"

　　 "Young Master, wait a minute, and let the old man count the hexagrams."

　　Mr. Corpse recovered his blood, and drew nine copper coins with round holes from his robe and put them on the table.

　　The nine copper coins are very common, with a sky circle engraved on the front, sun, moon and stars engraved on the back, and even some blue patina on the top.

　　The next moment, Mr. Corpse again pulled out a slap-like turtle shell from his sleeve. It was extremely simple, and there were some burn marks.

　　 He put the turtle shell upside down, picked up nine copper coins, and threw them in.

　　 Then, close your eyes, pinch and pinch your left and right fingers, and look like a pair of **** sticks.

　　 "Slow down!"

　　 At this moment, a voice came from behind, a Gaojun black man, attached to the white jade feather fan, walked slowly, took out a Qiankun bag and put it on the table, laughing:

　　 "Mr. Corpse, this night's gossip, my son bought it!"

Ok?

　　 Lu Gan's expression suddenly cooled down.

　　Dare to plug my team?