Chapter 8 The Proud King 8

"It's terrible to let you read more books, and you have no culture. What kind of modifier ah this is, good-looking flying? The man named Dong Xiao looked disgusted, and then reported to Tianmiao, "Boss, there are kung pao hares, cumin mutton, iron plate waist flowers, eight-treasure duck, milk fish fillet, colorful beef tenderloin, jade shoots and bracken, almond tofu, ...... for lunch."

"Add a suckling pig." Tian Miao lazily added.

The emperor wondered if he had seen it wrong, otherwise how could the immortal have a bright light in his eyes when he heard these menus?

No, it's impossible, this is a fairy with a fluttering immortal! How could it be, so ...... Down-to-earth.

Actually, it's just that down-to-earth.

Woo woo woo, the emperor felt his heart broken. What about the good fairy wind bones, and the mysterious ones that say good? What about the huge cost of good collection? He thought that the immortals would take his soul or something, but it turned out to be ......

As a result, the way to repay the debt proposed by the immortal was actually like this.

Eating food, drinking wine, watching beauties, having fun singing every night, such a preference to enjoy, this, this is a proper faint gentleman persona. The Emperor shook his head, quickly throwing the ridiculous thought out of his mind.

Ah, my heart. The Emperor clutched his chest, feeling a little unsteady on his feet. He quickly arranged the aftermath, and as a result, the result was that he didn't have to lose his life, just let him govern the country well, create a prosperous dynasty (subconsciously make money), and provide the best enjoyment to the immortals.

Thinking that after arranging the aftermath, he still diligently went to the court to deal with government affairs, and the subtle eyes of those ministers who cared for his life looked at him, and the emperor was inexplicably a little congested. He knows that those ministers are complaining about the emperor in their hearts, are you playing tricks on us? Fortunately, the emperor was glad about his identity at the moment, even if these people had doubts, they didn't dare to say it.

Both Gong Hou and Dong Xiao could see that the emperor was panicking at that time and arranged the idea of the future, of course they knew that the boss also saw it. But the boss doesn't explain or break it, and of course they won't. Alas, there is no way, who made their boss such a vicious taste. And as loyal fans of the boss, of course, they follow the pace of the boss closely, and they can't see through it.

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After that, the emperor handled political affairs more conscientiously and established a prosperous dynasty that surpassed the previous emperor.

And the year after they were thriving in this country, they left.

Before leaving, the emperor plucked up the courage to ask Dong Xiao some questions. After all, Kong Hou didn't like him very much at first glance, and he didn't have the courage to ask the immortal Tianmiao directly. So, of course, I chose the hole flute that seemed to have the best attitude towards him.

When the emperor asked Dong Xiao why he didn't take his soul, he was heard by a passing Gong Hou. Before Dong Xiao could answer, Gong Hou spoke sarcastically.

"Want your soul? You're beautiful. What does the boss want this mess for? Gong Hou rolled his eyes on the side, "You just need to make good money, find food and wine from all over the country, and artists who are good at musical instruments and dances, etc., and let our boss enjoy it." ”

"That's right." Dong Xiao explained with a smile, his smile full of love. Well, boss, do you think my attitude towards humans is very good? Next time, let's let Gong Hou mop the floor. But this emperor looks a little silly. Gong Hou is right, what do you want his soul to do?