Feng Wu raised his forehead: "You pick and say." ”

Feng Xun followed Feng Wu affectionately, and said enthusiastically and excitedly: "These ten floors, the lower nine floors are called Nine Heavens, one heavy and one realm, and the lowest level is at least a seven-rank official or a middle businessman. ”

Look at Feng Xun's excited appearance, the owner behind the downstairs of the world...... Feng Wu had already vaguely guessed it.

"Just like your eldest uncle, Feng Yanfeng, he can only go to the sixth layer at his level."

Feng Yanfeng can only go to the sixth layer? If Feng Wu remembers correctly, the uncle is in the Ministry of Rites, serving as a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, and a third-grade Beijing official, so he can only go to the sixth layer?

Feng Wu shook her head: "You just keep blowing." ”

"Who blew it?" Feng Xun said angrily, "Your uncle is feasting on Lord Yan, he feels unconfident in the Sixth Heaven, so he begs me, as soon as I see your uncle, I will give him face, make an exception and let him enter the Seventh Heaven, if you don't believe it, you come with me, and I will wait for you to meet your uncle." ”

Saying that, Feng Xun really took Feng Wu away.

On the corridor of the Seven Heavens, there are Qingqi murals, and the first picture of the phoenix dance is the shower picture.

Hey!

Feng Wu's eyes suddenly moved, this rain map was not eye-catching at first glance, but when she looked at it again, she felt that there was an inspiration floating by, and when she looked at it for the third time, she only felt that it was a rain of swords, where was the ordinary raindrop?

Feng Xun proudly explained to Feng Wu: "The dishes on each floor are different, the murals on each floor are different, and the aura on each floor is not, and the levels are strictly differentiated, so the people below are desperately trying to squeeze up——"

As they spoke, they had come to a private seat.

There were faint words coming out of it.

"Lord Yan, you're polite, Ling Ai Bingxue is smart, lively and cute, and has a bright future, Xia Guan respects Lord Yan with a cup."

"Lord Yan, where are you here, Xia Guan is three years older than you."

"Lord Yan......"

The Word...... The compliment was obviously welcomed, and the sycophants were so distracted.

The voice...... Who is Feng Yanfeng if it's not Uncle Feng?

"Lord Yan is my great uncle." Feng Xun said, "Your uncle works in the Ministry of Rites, but the Ministry of Rites is Qingshui Yamen and has no real power, so he wants to be transferred to the Ministry of Officials. ”

"Your uncle is the left waiter in the Ministry of Rites, if you are flat, it is not impossible, but the position of the Ministry of Officials has always been the hottest, and everyone is fighting to squeeze their heads in...... Why don't I help you talk to my uncle? ”

Feng Wu's impression of this uncle was not very good, she shook her head lightly: "No." ”

Feng Xun thought that Feng Wu was polite, so he said happily: "My eldest uncle can operate this matter, although it is a little more difficult, if it really doesn't work, I will ask Boss Jun, for Boss Jun, this is not just a matter of one sentence." ”

King's Landing? Feng Wu was angry when he mentioned him, and refused again with a cold face: "No need." ”

Feng Xun followed the temptation: "Feng Xiaowu, why are you so stubborn?" Your father is missing, isn't it your uncle who can support the court? As long as your uncle stands up, your identity can rise. ”

How could Feng Xun know about the complex relationship between the Feng Dance Family?

Feng Wu stared at him: "Why did my father disappear?" ”

"This ...... How do I know? ”

"What about my brother?" Feng Wu's eyes stared at Feng Xun for a moment.

"Ahh