The twelfth winter of Tianzhao, at the end of the year. It was a festive day to go to the old and welcome the new, on this day, the people would hold a temple fair, and the temple priest would open the altar to pray for a smooth wind and rain in the coming year, but this year the people were displaced, and the streets were even more deserted, and there were wars everywhere, and they were burned everywhere. The people living in the imperial capitals of various countries are relatively better, although they eat and drink a lot, they have not yet fallen into the fate of always worrying about being purged by the enemy.

In the palace of the Marquis of Chongzhou, many generals in the main hall knelt on the ground, and Wen Xian stood aside, holding a teacup with a smile on his face, which was in stark contrast to the generals in the main hall.

Xiao He sat on the throne, dressed in a red robe, his hair scattered, lying on his side on the seat, his brows furrowed, and he kept pinching his forehead with his fingers. Just now, the officials and generals persuaded themselves to let themselves inherit the unification of heaven and earth and become the king independently.

The general's mind Xiao He understands, now Chongzhou can be said to be with the emperor in the south, the king of Jin in the south, and the king of the southwest is divided into three parts of the world, and within the scope of Tianhong, the strength of the wheel black ink is probably unbeatable. Everyone has followed themselves for more than ten years, and has made great contributions, but they have not been able to pay homage to the prime minister, if they are kings, they can be knighted, become a great unification, and live a noble life from then on.

How could Xiao He have another calculation in his heart, and the time to be the king at this time is not right. Thinking of this, Xiao He looked up at Wen Xian, who was showing a faint smile, and it happened that Wen Xian also turned his head to see that the two looked at each other, and Xiao He nodded at Wen Xian.

When Wen Xian saw it, he grinned and shook his head silently.

Xiao He glared at Wen Xian angrily, as if he remembered something, his anger dissipated and he smiled a little and said: Wen Xian heard that there are several scholars from Hongfang Academy recently, who are first-class in appearance and figure, and they are both civil and military. Another day, I'll talk to the chess girl, close to the Hou Ye's Mansion, pick two, and I will also try the treatment of a scholar as a girl, and I will definitely envy others.

Wen Xian was shocked when he heard this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly. Xiao He said that there was indeed a thing, at that time, there were a few new scholars in the academy, Lin Xuan'er saw that the two girls were excited, diligent, and had a good kung fu foundation, and planned to ask for scholarly fragrance, and the two sisters of painting ink sent them to Wenxian Academy, one was to make themselves easier, and the other was convenient for two more people to make tea and pour water.

This incident made Wen Xian know that he was in a hurry to give it or not, and he specially begged for the fragrance of the book, and the two girls of painting ink must not tell Qi Feng, now that Qin Yue has amnesia and cannot manage the academy, Ao Tianxue went to the Miao tribe because of Xiao He, Qi Feng has been in a bad mood, and he always mutters that men are unreliable, and men are white-eyed wolves. It is said that once someone in the academy made trouble and lost a scholar, Qifeng actually gave the other party directly to the eel. This matter also went to the Hou Ye's Mansion, and finally Xiao He came forward to calm down, if he let Qi Feng know that he wanted to add two maids to his small courtyard, and he didn't give himself to the eel, he was so scared that he hurriedly looked for a scholar and explained in ink, so that he could hide from Qi Feng.

Wen Xian couldn't help but feel a few twitches at the corner of his mouth when he heard this, this is a naked threat to himself, this matter must not be known to Qifeng, otherwise he will have to shed his skin if he does not die.

The interaction between the two, where do outsiders know, the ministers are puzzled, what is being discussed here is the matter of Hou Ye being crowned king, how can it be involved in the academy, is it possible that Hou Ye does not want to be crowned king at all.

There was a murmur in the hearts of the people.

Ahem, Wen Xian coughed a few times, successfully attracting everyone.

Everyone didn't have any big ideas, it was all up to Wen Xian to advise the lord, how could Wen Xian not listen to him.

Seeing that everyone looked at themselves, Wen Xian knew that these guys planned to use themselves as a striker, if they were usually a striker, they would be a striker, but today is different, Xiao He, this guy has his own handle! If you don't help him, you will die a miserable death.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, do you listen to Wen Mou's fair words"

Wen Xian's humble attitude made everyone a little embarrassed, which was not the case with military advisors in normal times. is so polite, how could everyone not give face, they all hugged their fists, and motioned to Wenxian to say. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Empress's 300-year-old Claw Book House" for free for the first time.