An elegant middle-aged man with a goatee stepped into the Daze Palace.

He had a handsome face, a simple green robe, and carried an oil-paper bag with the word "Shou" written on it in red paint.

That's right, it's the kind of ordinary dim sum sold on the street, two pennies and a big bag, the favorite of children from poor families.

He walked in with a smile, no one dared to stop him, no one even dared to move, and the hall seemed to be instantly transformed into a statue hall.

"The saint has arrived, and the widow has missed the distance, and he hopes to forgive his sins!"

Nvidia and Jiang Qiuyun walked off the throne platform quickly and greeted them in surprise.

The person who came was the head of Kunlun Xuegong, He Qinghuan.

There are not many people in the palace who have seen He Qinghuan's appearance, but the name of the saint is like thunder, and they are all surprised when they hear it, and many people secretly look at Ying Weixian, and the face of this great sect has lost its previous lightheartedness.

"Your Majesty's words are serious, the old man came uninvited, and he lost his manners, please don't care about Your Majesty."

He Qinghuan said politely, handed over the dim sum bag in his hand, and casually visited the door like a neighbor.

Nvidia solemnly took it with both hands, handed it to Jiang Qiuyun, and then stretched out his hand to falsely lead: "Thank you for the gift!" Please take the saint's seat. ”

"Don't always be called a saint and a saint, listen to the flesh, the old man still likes to be called the mountain chief." He Qinghuan waved his hand, looked around, frowned slightly, pointed to the ministers who stood up and asked, "Isn't it your birthday today?" These guys are all red-faced and thick-necked, what are you doing, are you playing a show? ”

A saint is a saint, a "puppet show", all the guys with ulterior motives in the hall have become monkeys, they are all characters with heads and faces, but they don't dare to talk back, they can only hold back one by one, which makes Nvidia cry out in his heart.

"Since it's acting, let's continue, old man, I like to watch the drama the most."

He Qinghuan smiled and followed the Nvidia couple to the throne and sat in front of the several cases brought by the palace attendants.

The ministers looked at each other, and the hall was silent.

Ying Wei hesitated for a moment, then got up and bent down to salute: "Your subordinates meet the saint!" ”

He Qinghuan looked at Nvidia, and Nvidia introduced: "This is my Ying clan's Zongzheng, Nvidia first." ”

"Oh," He Qinghuan nodded, broke off a chicken leg, squinted at Ying Weixian, and laughed while gnawing: "You are the second uncle who always thinks about the position of the old man's apprentice?" ”

Yingwei was stunned for a moment, and he almost couldn't react for a while.

He didn't expect He Qinghuan to have no superior demeanor, and the first sentence he said was to tear his face, leaving no room at all.

Actually, he was thinking too much. He Qinghuan is one of the four saints in the world, at the age of more than 100 years, many things have long been seen, and he has reached the realm of returning to the basics, that is, he ran out and sprinkled on the street, which is also due to his true temperament, and it has nothing to do with any demeanor or not.

To put it simply, the poor care about money, and in the eyes of the rich, it is a number.

"The sage said this, but on behalf of the Kunlun Academy?"

Since people don't give any face, Nvidia can only grit his teeth and harden his head, just like Nvidia before, in front of everyone, he can't show weakness, at least not so quickly.

"!" He Qinghuan opened his mouth and scolded, "The old man is here to support the baby apprentice today, except for the identity of the master, it is nothing." ”

He grabbed the chicken leg in one hand, held the wine glass in the other, and kept spraying meat scraps when he spoke, not to mention the saint, even the people who generally pay attention to etiquette have an image than him, and he is simply an old street hooligan.

Jiang Qiuyun was dumbfounded, and Nvidia couldn't help but smile and whispered in her ear: "Aren't you surprised?" Let me tell you, the mountain chief that your female disciples saw back then was all pretended by him, and in front of us boys, it was much more than that. ”

Jiang Qiuyun pursed her lips and smiled: "Xiong'er worshiped a good master." ”

"yes!" Nvidia nodded jealously, "The stinky boy has a good life!" ”

The two husbands and wives secretly sighed there, but Ying Weixian felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a live fly.

Unreasonable, huh? The ghost cares who you are, Master, there is a kind of you who is not even a saint to try!

"The saint said clearly!" He forced the calm in his voice, "We are discussing the matter of the establishment of the Eight Extremes Palace, since the saint is only the master of the hero, then please sit down for a while, and when the matter is over, the subordinate will serve you to make amends." ”

In fact, when He Qinghuan said that he would support the apprentice, many people below had a guess in their hearts, but at this time, when they heard Yingwei really pick it out, everyone was still inevitably surprised.

The young palace master actually worshipped the saint as his teacher, so he went up the mountain and didn't return for a long time, was it really because he died of failure?

"Ho! You actually know that I am the master of heroes. He Qinghuan glared, turned his head and said to Nvidia: "There are not many people who know about this, little rabbit cub...... Ahem, Your Majesty has to take a good look at the group of people who participated in the Bannu Mountain test. ”

I almost didn't hear the "little rabbit cub" that is about to be unfamiliar!

Nvidia wiped the sweat in his heart: "Xie Shanchang mentions." ”

"As for the matter of establishing a prince," He Qinghuan said again, "The old man can't take care of this matter, but there is a question, isn't there only one young palace master in the Baji Palace, what else is there to discuss?" ”

As a party concerned, Ying Wei was not easy to answer this question first, so he glanced at a cronie and old minister.

The old minister immediately stood up and arched his hand: "The sage's words are wrong! The sages tasted the words ......"

"Fuck off you sages!" He Qinghuan directly began to swear words, "When it comes to living people, let's talk about living people, the ancient sages still drank blood, do you eat like this?" Why don't you follow along?

The little rabbit cub is not very old, and his mouth is full of grave smell, which is unlucky, go to rest! ”

The old minister is sixty-eight years old this year, and he has definitely reached the age of relying on the old and selling the old, but in front of He Qinghuan, who is more than 100 years old, he was scolded as a little rabbit cub, but he was not wronged at all, and his face turned red for a while, and he almost turned his back.

Nvidia almost applauded. Once upon a time, he was also full of swear words all day long, since he became the lord of this Raush womb, he had to set an example for the king in everything, and he was really tired.

"The sage is reasonable, we don't talk about the sages, just talk about the word 'sage'." Another middle-aged official stood up and said loudly, "Those who are kings should be diligent in government and love the people, honest and self-disciplined; Broad-minded and open-minded. May I ask the saint, is there any error in this statement? ”

"Pretty words are nice, but do you touch your conscience, do you believe it?" He Qinghuan scoffed, "The most important thing for a monarch is to have brains, and then he is qualified to take care of others." If you are a fool, no matter how diligent you are in government and love the people, you bastard courtiers will be played around.

Really, how can a scholar be shameless as soon as he becomes an official? Looking back, the old man has to teach the little rabbit cubs in the school palace well, even if he abandons his studies and goes home to farm, he can't become an insulting scum like you. ”

The middle-aged official instantly followed in the footsteps of the old minister, his face was red, and he wanted to cry without tears.

He is the chief of one of the four university palaces in Middle-earth, and is qualified to be the teacher of the world's scholars. gave him an insulting evaluation today, it is conceivable that it will not take long to spread throughout Shilin, and his reputation is considered to be insignificant.

Seeing that He Qinghuan turned the tide in a few words, Jiang Qiuyun was overjoyed, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but say: "The mountain chief forgives the sin, the concubine wants to ask, have you seen my child today?" ”

"Pity the hearts of parents all over the world!" He Qinghuan shook his head with emotion, "Don't worry, he's fine." The old man came with him.

However, because his little daughter-in-law and maid were asleep, he had to be sent back to the room first, so he let the old man ...... first No, no, what he asked me to tell you is that he has something very important to do, and he's coming right away.

Well, because of this, the first half of the sentence doesn't count, you shouldn't have heard it. ”

Nvidia and Jiang Qiuyun looked at each other, and then gritted their teeth together.