"What a non-discriminator!"

The prime minister smiled, and said falsely to the imperial study: "Lord Zhang, please." ”

"Prime Minister, please." Although Zhang Feng didn't know what medicine the prime minister was selling, he asked such a question, but he should have answered and talked about it before, and now he can't find any fault in etiquette.

The prime minister saw it, but suddenly said to the scholar,

'Lord Zhang should be supernatural.. If this is the case, the teacher should discuss the matter of the heavenly scroll with Master Zhang, and the saint is also here. If you have any problems, go first..'

'Magical powers..? When the scholar heard the prime minister's words, he thought about it left and right, but he instantly straightened out the whole thing.

However, even if he turned the river and the sea in his heart, he sighed that their master and apprentice had been searching for several years, and finally found someone with magical powers!

is still this kind of 'self-trapped' own people.

But there was no change in his expression, but he was still approachable, and according to the prime minister's instructions, as if he thought of something, he said to the prime minister,

"Prime Minister, the imperial examination questions have not yet been completed, and the student thinks.."

"The imperial examination is important." The prime minister glanced at the scholar and told him to get busy.

The university scholar retired politely, which seemed very natural and very obedient.

It can be seen that the two have been masters and apprentices for decades, and they have a good heart.

The prime minister said a word, and the scholar knew that he was going to talk about the big thing next.

Then the matter is important, the fewer people present, the better, relatively, it can reduce a certain 'pressure' on Zhang Feng.

As for whether he is accompanied by acquaintances, if he is accompanied by acquaintances, will Zhang Feng be a little better.

The prime minister has been an official for many years, and he is proficient in this way, and he knows that the more acquaintances he is, the more pressure he will put on his choice, and he will subconsciously let himself be interfered with in his choice.

Therefore, now it is completely up to Zhang Feng to make the final 'position' choice.

The concept was the same before, and it was just an admission ticket, and it was possible to enter the Holy Imperial Study, which ordinary officials dreamed of entering.

After all, the concept is not a fact, nor is it a trivial matter of one or two Wanlinmen, so it is natural to be cautious.

It's not that if you just talk about it before, it's just that as long as you agree, or even move the heavenly scroll, it is doomed, and it must be stained with blood and thousands of karma.

This matter is so big that it may produce 'heavenly punishment and heavenly punishment'.

The prime minister and the saint cared very much about Zhang Feng's decision, and even more about decades of planning, and decided to clarify the matter later.

It is a more humane showdown, and it is not difficult to force the seal, let alone deceive and coax.

Of course, if the interests are more practical.

The prime minister was afraid that Zhang Feng would agree quickly because of their interference, but in fact, he was in Cao Ying's heart in Han, and he had no intention of saving the people, and he couldn't bear to hurt thousands of monks.

Zhang Feng didn't know that the prime minister and the others had so many calculations and so many test levels, but on the contrary, he casually entered the house with the prime minister and looked at the imperial study in the palace.

And voila, good fellow.

The eyes are full of cheats of different 'colors'.

From the first-order white to the seventh-order cyan!

This is said to be a royal study, a place where the saint can work freely, but it is better to say that it is a treasure location!

This has to be copied in one copy, and it is completely possible to raise a large sect.

Put it in the game forum, it can cause a big fluctuation in the turnover of the cheats market.

Directly destroy the price of the original cheats market.

Zhang Feng thought about it, his mind swept over the books one by one, and he was reading the words on them, striving for today's imperial study room, trying to 'copy' the entire treasure house.

The prime minister didn't know that it was a matter of heavenly punishment and the choice of sentient beings, and Zhang Feng still had the heart to copy the book.

On the contrary, his mind was silent, but with a kind smile on his face, he led Zhang Feng through the small corner in front of him and came to the small tea room in the middle of the imperial study.

There are two tables and ten chairs.

Now the saint is sitting on the table on the left, pouring tea for the prime minister and Zhang Feng.

Such imperial hospitality is truly flattering.

If ordinary people are treated like this by the Holy God today, I am afraid that the next sentence of the Holy Lord will pass, saying that whoever is killed will be killed.

"I've seen the Holy One.." Zhang Feng looked at the cheats, but kept paying attention to the surroundings.

Now when he saw the saint, Zhang Feng learned to clasp his fists and salute the emperor, without kneeling and bowing, nor was he confused by the sugar-coated cannonballs of the saint pouring tea.

Because most of the officials who can enter the imperial palace are monks.

Monks are going against the sky, where they will be deceived by the surface, and where they will bow down to others at will.

Therefore, the prime minister revised the law early on and exempted everyone in the court from kneeling and bowing.

Whether you are a monk or not, you don't have to bow down deliberately.

It was also as soon as this law was implemented, but many monks took refuge in the imperial court.

Including that they didn't come to the court before, they didn't want to bow down at every turn and disturb their Dao heart.

"Master Zhang." The saint smiled and agreed, motioning for Zhang Feng and the prime minister to sit down, and he had a lot of good feelings for Zhang Feng, who was neither arrogant nor humble.

Zhang Feng's mind is casual, but on the surface, it is not rude to fold his clothes.

"Master Zhang." The prime minister saw Zhang Feng sitting down and took the tea, but he thought for a few breaths, and suddenly said: "According to what Lord Zhang said before." If the imperial court intends to get rid of the sect, it will relieve the people from fire and water. Does Master Zhang mean to help? ”

"Eradicate the sect?" Zhang Feng looked at the prime minister, and when he heard him ask about this matter twice, he knew that the topic was here, so he said truthfully: "Prime Minister." If I, Zhang Feng, guessed correctly, there are four major holy sects in the south and north of the world, overseas scattered cultivation and endless demons..."

Zhang Feng said this and asked, "How is the division?" Of course, I'm not afraid of anything. If there is a chance, I, Zhang Feng, also want to kill the evil spirit of these monks, so that they know that they are not their family in this world, and they can eat the people at will. ”

Zhang Feng's words, whether it is for the task or for the people, they are not used to the banditry behavior of these monks who take people's incense but do not do anything.

If necessary, kill it.

Kill them, set up their own gods, and then raid their sect by the way.

This is not a great thing.

"Master Zhang!" When the prime minister heard that Zhang Fengxin was sending the people's livelihood, as if he had found a bosom friend, he picked up the teacup and saluted Zhang Fengyi: "Lord Zhang is really willing to go to the soup for the people?" ”

When Zhang Feng heard this, he smiled and gave a toast back, "Otherwise, what would I do for the official?" ”

The prime minister didn't reply, but tasted tea shallowly, perceiving something.

A few breaths passed, and when he sensed that Zhang Feng's breath was stable and what he said was the truth, he glanced at the saint, stretched out his palm, took out a book, and slowly unfolded it.

Zhang Feng looked at it curiously, and after his eyes reflected the reflection of the mountains and rivers and the sea of people, he saw that this book was a magic weapon of yellow quality.

'Item: The imperfect Taiping Sutra'

Type: Magic Weapon

Quality: The human scroll and the earth scroll have been painted, and the sky scroll is still missing, but it can still be defined as, seventh-order, yellow

Characteristic: National Fortune

'National Fortune: A unique trait in the current world, exclusive mythic items. ’