Heavenly Dao Formula

Shangyuan City, inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

This morning has been going on for half an hour accompanied by the sound of rain outside.

The crown prince has basically understood the content of the ministers' report in advance, and there are no unexpected changes or new things, even if he is a little tired.

At times like this, he would be a little envious of his younger brother.

I am envious of the extraordinary concentration and energy of those who feel angry. Even if they spend one night in pleasure-seeking, they can still report to the Privy Council on time the next day.

Of course, it's just for reporting.

Ning Weiyuan shook his head and put these distracting thoughts behind him.

Because if you think about it any longer, you should envy the longevity of those who are sensitive to qi...

"Your Majesty, I have something to announce."

The appearance of Feng Ke, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, caught the prince's attention a little bit. In his impression, most of the news from the Ministry of War is related to the frontier provocations, and the movement of the frontier troops that he has been following has not yet responded.

"speak."

"I received a report last night, jointly issued by the Shenzhou Garrison and the State Shepherd's Mansion, alleging that Jinxia City was attacked by pirates."

"Haikou?" The emperor sat up.

Ning Weiyuan keenly noticed that his father's slack eyes were slightly focused.

"Jinxia City... isn't that the place where the three princesses were entrusted?"

"I remember that there are no ships coming and going there at all, right? Where did the pirates come from?"

There was a whisper among the ministers below.

"Yes, the Shenzhou Army reacted immediately after discovering the beacon smoke, and arrived at Jinxia City within a day. After a day of fierce fighting, they finally wiped out all the pirates who entered the city, and killed more than 1,500 enemies in total!" Minister of the Ministry of War said loudly, "Dozens of houses in Jinxia City were burned down, the prefect and a group of officials died, but the loss of the people was very small, and Her Royal Highness is also safe and sound."

"The whole army of the government was wiped out, but the people didn't lose much?"

"Yes, according to the results of Princess Guangping's investigation, this matter stems from the conflict between the Wang family and the prefect." Feng Ke briefly recounted the contents of the report. "In addition, the mastermind, Wang Yi'an, has been captured alive by the Shenzhou Army and is being escorted to Gyeonggi overnight. It is estimated that he will arrive at Dali Temple in a few days."

"What do you think?" The emperor shrank back into the dragon chair again.

"I remember that Jinxia City is one of the important places for salt production. The royal family has committed a serious crime now, and the firing of salt may be affected."

"The Ministry of Industry can temporarily send officials to guide production."

"The minister believes that it is more appropriate to hand over this matter to the Ministry of Household Affairs."

When everyone's focus was on the salt industry, Ning Weiyuan discovered that the princess's name was mentioned many times in the report.

Even if you are assigned to that kind of place, are you still actively participating in government affairs? He thought to himself, as expected of the third sister he knew well.

Unfortunately, this effort can quickly turn into despair.

After all, she should no longer participate in this vortex.

"Weiyuan, what do you think?" The emperor suddenly called his name.

"Return to Your Majesty," he bowed his head respectfully, "Princess Guangping has contributed a lot to this turmoil and deserves a great reward. In addition, the importance of reorganizing the local government should be placed above the salt industry. Only by calming the unrest and turmoil can Only then can production be resumed as soon as possible. As for who will discuss the salt... I believe that the merchant information recorded by the household department is more comprehensive, and it is more appropriate to let them choose."

"Hmm... not bad." The Son of Heaven coughed twice, took a breath and then nodded, "Just do as you want. No matter what, the production of this salt should not be interrupted."

"I will understand."

"Report, report————————!" At this moment, a rush of shouts came from outside the hall, "There is an urgent military report from Leizhou."

"Xuan."

A royal guard walked quickly into the hall, kneeling on one knee and offering a roll of parchment with both hands, ignoring the rain on his body.

Ning Weiyuan's heart skipped a beat.

This news was not conveyed by the Ministry of War, but sent directly to the emperor, could it be...

It's done?

However, unexpected changes happened suddenly.

Seeing that the father spread out the parchment and glanced twice, his expression suddenly changed. After shaking for a few times, he suddenly fell back on the chair!

The parchment fell silently.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!"

"What happened to the emperor?"

"Call the doctor over here!"

"No one can leave the hall, guards, seal the palace gate!"

All kinds of voices suddenly exploded.

Looking at the ministers, father-in-law and attendants swarming up, Ning Weiyuan was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a long time before he gritted his teeth and stepped forward, finding the wet parchment among a group of people.

Looking at it with a fixed eye, there are only a few sentences on it.

"Gaoguo launched a surprise attack, and the capital of Leizhou fell to the enemy."

"The army is approaching the Suzhou border."

A thunderbolt exploded in the prince's mind!

...

On the other side of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, in a greenhouse near the Palace Square.

Everyone knows that this is the second prince's favorite place to spend time. There are many calligraphy and paintings and original works of masters hanging in it, and many scrolls are drawn by him himself.

The reason why Ning Qianshi likes this place is very simple.

Through the glazed window in front of him, he can have a panoramic view of the center of the palace. For example, at present, the white jade square wet by the hazy shower and the yellow wicker fluttering in the distance are a perfect beauty. Of course, if it is just a simple landscape, even if there are four seasons, it will be a little monotonous, but with the people who come and go in the palace, it will become colorful and colorful.

"Your Highness, the list you want has been calculated." A little girl with long braids and a green jacket closed the booklet and handed it to Ning Qianshi.

"Oh? The new issue will come out so soon?" The second prince put down the brush in his hand, rubbed the little girl's head, and the latter showed a satisfied expression, "Good job, He'er."

"Hey." She smiled triumphantly, "It's much easier to calculate this than to deduce the situation of the battle."

"That's because the battle situation is a collection of weather, location and participants. It is impossible to grasp all the information in a short time. And your ability is inseparable from the support of information."

Ning Qianshi opened the handbook and looked at it page by page—this list was made based on the triennial examination, and most of the time there would be no significant changes.

The order of the list represents the alchemist's talent, ability estimate and potential. Although the nature of people who are sensitive to qi is determined at birth, the upper limit of what they can finally achieve depends on their acquired training and encounters. This is also one of the references for the Privy Council to select core talents.

"Huh?" Ning Qianshi's hand turning the page paused slightly, and there were two rather obvious swaps on the list that usually didn't change much.

Xia Fan rose nineteen places at a time, directly jumping to sixth place.

But Fang Xiandao fell eight places and fell fifteen places away.

He can probably understand the reason for the latter calculation, after all, this person suddenly left without saying goodbye and disappeared from the vision of the Privy Council. Usually, people who leave the magic center for no reason usually have defects in their xinxing, and the drop in score is also very reasonable.

Xia Fan's promotion was surprising.

"Why did you give him such a high score?"

"Hmm..." He'er pursed his lips and pondered for a while, "Isn't the Privy Council planning to recognize the results of the battle sent by Jinxia City? In that case, he will become the first person in a hundred years to be directly promoted to the Hundred Blades in the year he entered the palace. Alchemist. As far as calculations are concerned, once he has a feature that is far superior to other alchemists, his score will rise sharply, let alone this person has achieved the number one in history."

Ning Qianshi was stunned, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "It turns out that there is a reason for that."

"Your Highness, do you want to artificially adjust the ranking?"

"No, even if it's luck, it's his ability." He shook his head, "It seems that the Privy Council should pay more attention to him."

It can be said that the top ten alchemists are already the most promising new stars in Qi Country. Looking at these changes and replacements of names is like watching the twinkling stars. This feeling of controlling fate is far beyond what the court can compare.

Finally, Ning Qianshi's eyes fell on Luo Qingqing's name.

Dropped two spots to rank 12th.

Being dispatched to Lingzhou was also far away from the magic center, but her rate of decline was lower than that of Fang Xiandao.

It can only be said that in other aspects, her performance is still outstanding.

After pondering for a while, Ning Qianshi picked up his pen and drew a circle on Luo Qingqing's name.

Then he closed the booklet and went on with his picture.

At this time, in the square, a royal guard shouted and ran towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony, ignoring that he was drenched completely by the rain.

Not long after, the situation changed again - more guards erected a human wall in front of the main hall, and the palace gates were also slammed shut.

And his brushstrokes are non-stop, flamboyant and phoenix dancing on the paper.

"Your Highness, what are you painting? It doesn't look like a palace scene to me."

"Actually, I don't know what I'm painting." Ning Qianshi replied.

"Huh? You can draw even if you don't know." He'er looked skeptical.

Ning Qianshi marked the last stroke of the painting, and then he let out a long breath, "It is because I don't know that I can write so easily. When I can really see it one day, I'm afraid I won't be able to draw anything. "

He'er leaned over the table, tilting his head to look at the second prince's new work.

After looking at it for a long time, she realized that the thick ink that was blurred seemed like a black door.