Above the main hall, the monarch of a country covered his face with his hands, exuding a cold air all over his body.

"National teacher Gui Geng this year?" Today, the saint looked at the man below and slowly spoke.

"Back to the emperor, there are four out of twenty microministers." Zhuang Kunlun stood respectfully and cleared his throat and replied, the feet in his shoes were already numb because he was standing too old.

"The national teacher is really a noble person who forgets things." The emperor raised his hand and knocked on the table.

"What is the matter?" Zhuang Kunlun held back a smile and poured a cup of tea for the emperor.

"Ming'er is your birthday." The emperor noticed something strange and put his hand back on his face, covering the two scars on his face.

"Back to the saint, there are five out of twenty ministers." Zhuang Kunlun handed the hot tea to the emperor.

"Twenty-five years old, still married, no children and no daughters is very annoying to me." The emperor's sad face was full of bitterness.

"Did the younger brother mention the marriage of Weichen to the emperor again?" Zhuang Kunlun continued to hand tea to the emperor without giving up.

"The queen is also in a hurry for the national teacher, and Kun Lun has a sweetheart." The emperor took the tea, put it to his lips, took a sip, and put it back on the table.

"Back to the emperor, Weichen didn't." Zhuang Kunlun continued to refill the emperor's tea.

"Aiqing, come and sit down and say, Minister Shen's family has a thousand gold." The emperor picked up the teacup and drank it all, then put the teapot aside, no longer touching it.

"I am proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I am eighteen years old and secretly promise to Weichen." Zhuang Kunlun sat down, and then sat down uncomfortably to receive what the emperor had to say.

"National teacher, you see that you remember it so clearly, it's not a god's daughter." The emperor smiled incomprehensibly and took out a portrait of a young woman from under the dragon chair.

"We're fond of men." Zhuang Kunlun replied with his feet numb secretly.

"Okay, whose young master has fallen in love with the national teacher." The emperor smiled, tore up the portrait, and began to look for the man's portrait.

"I haven't met my sweetheart yet, so can the emperor not..."Zhuang Kunlun stood up and pleaded with the emperor, but he didn't stand up because of his numb feet.

"Okay, I and the queen will help the national teacher find a sweetheart." The emperor got up earlier than Zhuang Kunlun.

"Aiqing, the queen is going to have dinner, so I'll leave first." The emperor anointed oil on the soles of his feet and walked away with a portrait of a young man.

"Long live the saints." Zhuang Kunlun finally stood up and saluted.

The national teacher Zhuang Kunlun is young and promising, brave and resourceful, and is loved because his younger brother is the emperor's queen. He is the favored servant of the Holy Beings today. Step by step, until today's national teacher. One person is below and ten thousand are above. The first thing that the people of the world love is the emperor and queen, and the second is the national teacher.

"National teacher, it's morning coming." The vendors on the street greeted Zhuang Kunlun warmly.

"Well, it's early." Zhuang Kunlun picked up two fresh peaches, threw him a silver ingot, and left.

"The national teacher is not worth so much silver!" The honest old man stepped forward to find money for Zhuang Kunlun and stuffed apples into Zhuang Kunlun's arms. Zhuang Kunlun waved his hand and turned to leave. The old man with bad legs and feet looked at Zhuang Kunlun's back gratefully.

The upset Zhuang Kunlun Zhuang Guoshi wandered around the street.

"The national teacher eats a bun, just out of the cage, hot and thin, with a big filling." The lady of the steamed bun shop greeted Zhuang Kunlun with a basket of steamed buns.

"No, Aunt Li." Zhuang Kunlun took advantage of Aunt Li's turn to take a bun and a peach to Aunt Li's little grandson.

"Thank you....." Before the little doll finished speaking, Zhuang Kunlun gently covered her mouth.

"Shhhh Zhuang Kunlun nodded his mouth and smiled at the little doll.

"The national teacher, look at the small objects I got from the West, are they rare." The owner of the grocery store opposite the bun shop shouted at Zhuang Kunlun.

"How rare." Zhuang Kunlun, who was accustomed to seeing treasures, looked at the boss's elated expression and walked over with a helpless smile.

"How about this musket?" The grocery store owner pulls out a musket.

"It's a rarity." Zhuang Kunlun rummaged curiously, trying to find something interesting to relieve his boredom.

"You are a national teacher, of course you have seen anything." The grocery store owner scratched his head and helped Zhuang Kunlun find interesting gadgets.

"Why is this snake stunned?"

"The national teacher was brought by a foreign devil from the west, and I don't know very well." The boss scratched his head again.

"Okay, it's already bald, and my hair is scratched for a while! It's a lot of fun. Zhuang Guoshi poked the little golden snake.

"The national teacher likes it? Sent to the national teacher!. The boss found a small iron cage and put the little golden snake in it.

"I took the snake." Zhuang Guoshi took the snake and threw down a handful of silver tickets, carrying a small iron cage and leaving.

"I can't help Zhuang Guoshi's silver is too much." The boss scratched his head and rummaged in his pocket to find silver for Zhuang Kunlun.

"Your dad is sick and buy medicine." Zhuang Kunlun walked away quickly with the little golden snake.

"The national teacher is really a good person." The grocery store owner took the money and heard the cough of the daddy on the couch.

The emperor in the palace left the main hall and returned to the palace, and on the way, he was grabbed by a man in a fancy dress.

"Ah, Queen! Ears hurt, aches and pains. The emperor grinned exaggeratedly.

"Did my brother say when he would get married! The boss is not small, and it is a lot of worry! The queen squatted on the ground in frustration and hugged her knees.

"Kun Lun said that he likes men, but his sweetheart hasn't met him yet!" The emperor picked up the queen and sat on the stone bench and helped him wipe the soiled hem of his clothes when he had just squatted on the ground.

"My brother likes men too? It's over, our father and mother can't hold their grandson! The queen lay in the emperor's arms and bit the emperor's neck depressedly.

"At night, let's study, research, discuss, and explore our efforts?" The emperor kisses the queen's earlobe!

"Ahem!" Wan Runzhi and the princess walked over embarrassedly.

"Stinky boy with no eyesight!" The emperor laughed and scolded Prince Zhiya for giving Prince Zhiya a punch.

"I don't want to! But the painter asked by the royal brother and sister-in-law has entered the palace! "The imperial sister-in-law and the imperial brother scolded me again!" Prince Zhiya sat beside the queen arrogantly to find a backer to support herself.

"Run, why haven't you been playing with my brother lately?" The queen looked at the prince Zhiya who had no image and was stuffing mooncakes into his mouth.

"Ahem!" Prince Zhiya choked on moon cakes with a weak heart.

"What a person, how old is it!" The emperor disliked Prince Zhiya poured tea.

"You're a good match for my brother!" The queen stretched out her hand to help Prince Zhiya pat her back.

"I, I have, I have to go beforehand!" Prince Zhiya ran away with a plate of bean paste mooncakes.

"There's a situation!" The emperor and the queen looked at each other, but they had a heart.

"The emperor and queen, the painter has arrived!" The old eunuch led a man who could not distinguish between male and female.

"....." The emperor and queen looked at each other again, smiling heartily. This is for the national teacher!

Zhuang Kunlun carried the little golden snake home, sneezing wildly along the way. Is this a cold? The stunned little golden snake in the small iron cage woke up with the sneezing of Zhuang Guoshi.

"I thought you were dead!" Zhuang Kunlun looked at the small golden snake that shrunk into a trembling body in the small iron cage.

The little golden snake turned its head, shrunk into a ball, closed its eyes and began to sleep again.

The neglected Zhuang Guoshi was dissatisfied and poked the tip of the little golden snake's tail with his hand, and the little golden snake who had touched his tail opened his eyes and scurried around in the small iron cage.

"Haha, come back to life?" Zhuang Guoshi poked the little golden snake boringly and unscrupulously.

The little golden snake finally opened its mouth and spat out the letter at Zhuang Guoshi.

"Well, you're pretty good, that's what a snake looks like!" Zhuang Guoshi touched the little golden snake's cold little head.

"......" The little golden snake widened its eyes, indicating that it wanted to bite the person in front of it to death!

Zhuang Guo went back to the room to change clothes and rest, the little golden snake was in the cage with his head down, thinking about something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

In the palace, Prince Zhiya walked around the imperial garden with moon cakes, and walked out of the palace in a soft sedan chair with a bored Wan Runyu.

"Stop." Prince Zhiya straightened his clothes in the sedan chair and played with his hair and called the coachman.

"Yes, lord." The strong men stopped the sedan chair.

"Go back." Prince Zhiya stepped down from the sedan chair to chase them.

"Yes, Lord Wang."

Wan Runyu walked into a dart game, this dart game is called the Tiger Dart Bureau, although there is only one dart master named Duan Moya. To put it mildly, it means that Lord Wan has taken a fancy to this Moya.

"You're in charge." Prince Zhiya shook his fan and judged the two of them in the palace just now.

"Next to the big tree." The child who practices martial arts points to it.

"Duan Dart has been famous for a long time." Prince Zhiya walked over and hugged his fist with Duan Moya.

"The grass people participate in the Lord of the Lord." Duan Moya clenched his fists and did not make a big salute.

"Duan Darthead, I'm here to ask you to dart." Prince Zhiya took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on Duan Moya's forehead.

"Lord Wan's gold and silver treasures, if you lose Duan, you can't afford to pay for it." Duan Moya smelled a burst of fragrance on the body of Prince Zhiya in front of his nose.

"It's not gold and silver treasures, Duan Darthead." Prince Zhiya picked up Duan Moya's shirt, touched his chest lightly with his fingers, and then stuffed the handkerchief into his arms.

"Is that a treasure? Lord Wan. Duan Moya put the handkerchief in front of his nose and chuckled.

"This king wants to travel in the mountains and waters, and the dart head guard is me." Prince Zhiya frowned, expressing his disgust for Duan Moya's behavior.

"It's the first time that Duan has taken someone for so many years, and the prince is a relative of the country. Duan Moya seemed to refuse to take revenge, wanting to find a trace of unhappiness on the face of Prince Zhiya.

"Kill the disobedient." Prince Zhiya raised Duan Moya's sword and pointed it at his throat.

"Duan took it." Duan Moya leaned forward and pressed his sword against his throat.

"Humph! Tomorrow at noon, the king will come to you with his luggage. Prince Zhiya stomped his foot and threw Duan Moya's sword to the ground. Then he threw a small cloth bag to Duan Moya and turned to leave.

"This prince is eccentric by nature." The martial arts child looked at Wan Runxing's back.

"Is it strange?" Duan Moya opened the cloth bag, took out a piece of osmanthus cake with a familiar taste that could no longer be familiar, and put it in his mouth.

"This is my brother's favorite dim sum shop's osmanthus cake?" The child looked at the osmanthus cake and swallowed his saliva.

"Hmm." Duan Moya stuffed osmanthus cake into his mouth, which was similar to when Prince Zhiya ate moon cakes.

"Are you going to become the arrogant and domineering princess Wan Runyun?" The martial arts child was so surprised that he broke the sound.

"Ahem..." Duan Moya was so shocked that he was almost choked to death by the osmanthus cake.

"It should be Mrs. Duan." Duan Moya muttered as he sat down and drank herbal tea.

"He is the younger brother of the emperor, the only favorite brother of the emperor."

"My daughter-in-law is the prince, and she is majestic when she hears it!" Duan Moya at this moment also seems to be different from the two of them just now.

"Brother, you're hopeless!" The child reaches for the osmanthus cake.

"I won't give it to you!" Duan Moya slapped the child's hand away and held the osmanthus cake in his arms.

"You'd better find a tablet to offer him, and hold it while you sleep, or I'll eat it all!" I like to smash the corner of the table in annoyance.

"And say that other people are weird by nature, you weird child! Weird kid with a hot temper! Duan Moya's hand touched the corner of the table, and the table magically returned to its original state.

On this night, the emperor hugged the queen to discuss national affairs, and Zhuang Kunlun sat leisurely on the eaves and drank alone. Prince Zhiya excitedly packed up his baggage, and Duan Moya fell asleep with a smile while holding the osmanthus cake. The painter also lived in the palace, facing a bronze mirror, which was stinking and beautiful. Only the little golden snake was nowhere to be found. This night is not destined to be easy.

"Ahh The National Teacher's Mansion let out a scream.

(๑・ิω・ิ)っThere are still no normal people in this story.。 One person, I drank drunk and put the beautiful woman in pairs, hehehehe.