Chapter 63: Bringing in a Bride to Ward Off Bad Luck

Prime Minister He spoke up at the opportune moment.
"Your Majesty, this subject indeed has a method. Perhaps Your Majesty would care to listen first."
The Emperor raised a hand, saying, "Speak."
"Your Majesty could issue an imperial proclamation, allowing the merchants and officials in the capital to contribute money if they have money, and grain if they have grain. This subject intends to host a banquet at home in a few days, and all the proceeds from the donations will be used entirely to set up porridge sheds."
"In this way, it will not only win Your Majesty a fine reputation, but also avoid drawing upon the silver in the national treasury. It is a double benefit, so why not do it?"
"Alright, brother-in-law, they were just joking with you. Given what you're like, apart from me—my sister, who else could possibly fancy you?" Liu Wanrou said with a pout.
In the early morning, a gentle ray of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the window lattice and crept into Zhongli Shuo's room. It shone upon his half-curtained bed canopy, diffusing a warm and sweet fragrance.
As for the medicinal pills produced here at the Pharmacopoeia Hall, aside from those of Yuan He and the Third Elder, the pills from the other apothecaries and the Fiery Lotus Peak were roughly comparable in both quality and purity.
Right now, her face was as red as a piece of crimson silk, and her eyes seemed somewhat unable to focus. It would be better to return and rest early.
A clear and melodious laugh came from above, low and carrying a faint magnetic quality. Raising her head, the bright and moist moon formed a soft halo above the youth's head, his sharp and striking brows and eyes seemingly tinged with a touch of gentleness.
"No, I will come to see her tomorrow morning. Take good care of her." With that, he rose, stepped out of the bedchamber door, and headed toward the guest room arranged for him by Zhongli Shuo.
Hearing Badack's suggestive words, Suimen was clearly very receptive. He closed his eyes in deep thought for a moment, then opened them again.
Junichiro Takagi did not say another word, raising his blade and slashing down. Knowing he could not dodge it, Liu Junzhi simply chose to fight back desperately. After just a few exchanges, Liu Jun was chopped to the ground by Junichiro Takagi's powerful and heavy strike, and then vomited a mouthful of fresh blood.
After three rounds of wine, I already felt a slight sense of drunkenness. I propped my head on the table, and the objects before my eyes began to sway, my head also growing dizzy.
Wang Jingwu sat blankly in the prison cell, and as he thought about it, he could not help bursting into loud laughter. Seeing Wang Jingwu laughing foolishly, Liu Minshun asked, "What is Commander Wang laughing about?" Liu Minshun was baffled; Wang Jingwu could still laugh while sitting in a prison cell—had he been stimulated to the point of foolishness?
While continuously radiating solar power, it was also absorbing chaotic energy. As long as no one frantically extracted its origin or energy, it could basically maintain a balance of income and expenditure. This was the reason why many stellar-tier deities had no fear of spiritual Qi diminishing.
The World Tree Ancestor was not worried at all about them learning its methods. It had already scoured the chaos in an almost carpet-like fashion; even if any remained, just how many could there be?
How could the Butcher Liu hear him? At this moment, he was already strutting out the front gate with his buttocks swaying, his mind filled with the contents of television dramas.
At this point, a wave of violent and murderous intent burst wildly from Pan Linghai's body. Following that, he brandished the long sword in his hand and projected more than a dozen sword images toward Chen Tian.
Moreover, from the intense battlefield, Gao An discovered that whether they were Velos monsters or Nars god-envoys, their average strength was a notch stronger than that of Earth.
If they were simply summoned separately, Zack would not have felt overly surprised, because roughly a mid-tier magician would be capable of performing that level of summoning magic.
"Prices range from four hundred yuan to two thousand yuan. The higher the price, the higher the grade," Wu Dahai said.
"For me, this medical clinic is quite good, but even a medical clinic like this should be closing down soon," Zhao Yingge said, speaking of unrelated matters, yet her attitude was glaringly obvious.
After a long while, Xiao Feng finally let out a helpless sigh, then turned and walked outside. After all, things having reached this point, he had no better method and could only trust Chen Tian.