It will take another month for Jimo Qing and the residual poison to be completely cleared, and Cheng Chi simply lived in Meng Jun's mansion and helped to clean up the residual poison for Jimo Qing and the rest of the poison together.

Zhao Yu was sent to Kangping by Jimo Qinghe to continue to keep an eye on Su Suyi, after all, the shark Gu is dangerous, although there is no fear of life, but before he is completely cured, Jimo Qinghe will often fall into a coma.

As the days passed, the news that the king was going to choose Fengjun suddenly came from Haotian Wangdu, and everyone was curious about which young talent the king of Haotian would appoint as Fengjun.

"Walk the head."

Jimo Qinghe has been much better in recent days, and he was playing his hearty dream in the courtyard, when Meng Jun came over with the letter in his hand.

"King Haotian, it's time to choose Fengjun."

The dream suddenly let out a whimper, and a string broke suddenly, and Mo Qinghe raised his hand.

"Beginning ......"

Meng Jun looked at him cautiously.

Jimo Qinghe stood up, he looked at the dream on the table, and the chill on his body gradually revealed.

"Go back to the royal capital."

"I, too?"

Meng Jun pointed to himself.

"You go too."

Ji Mo Qinghe waved his cuffs, and walked out of the courtyard without looking back, Meng Jun thought about it in the same place, this time he could go to the Haotian King Capital, maybe there would be a chance to enter the palace for a turn, it was a good opportunity.

In the hall of the King of Haotian, the main hall is wide and lonely, there is a person kneeling in the center, and the woman in the hall looks at the music in her hand by herself, and after a while she looks at the person kneeling at the bottom of the steps.

"Haven't you heard anything in the last few days?"

"Back to the king, there is none."

The woman stared at him for a few moments, as if to make sure he wasn't lying.

"Okay, you can go back."

This sentence was like a pardon order, and the kneeling person breathed a long sigh of relief.

"The minister retired."

The woman in the palace is the salary, and the one kneeling at the bottom of this stairs is the confidant Ding Hanjie, who is rumored to be the great reliance of the Haotian monarch recently, the left minister is Moqing and Yueyu have not been in the court, and no one knows where he is, and the affairs of the left minister have also been divided between Futu and Zheng Xize, so orderly and well-planned, it is not like a sudden move, and the king may have already planned to suppress the left minister.

And only those who are in it know how unreliable this rumor is, Ding Hanjie withdrew from the hall and wiped the sweat on his head.

Childe, come back soon, if you continue like this, you haven't come back yet, and Hanjie has been scared to death...... He whispered to himself.

After Ding Hanjie left, Mo Liangjun went to the palace to ask for a meeting.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready."

For him, as Taichang Siqing, the king took the initiative to be willing to establish Fengjun, but the best thing is that although he doesn't understand why the king suddenly turned against the left, but these are not big problems.

This time, whether it is a child of a family or an official of the court, Wang Shang's favor can participate in the selection with excellent character and learning, and he will definitely be able to find a satisfactory Fengjun, Mo Liangjun nodded secretly.

"It's hard work."

The auditor put the recital aside.

"There can be people who Mo Qing knows in the selection."

Mo Liangjun was stunned for a moment, the king wouldn't be saying that I couldn't be separated from each other, he immediately bowed down.

"Back to the king, these candidates are strictly screened by special personnel from Taichang Temple, and there is no private teaching and acceptance."

There was something strange about the look on his face.

"The establishment of Fengjun is very important, my Haotian Kingdom is open, can Mo Qing understand?"

"The minister understands, please rest assured."

Mo Liangjun said with great interest.

Seeing his excitement, he knew that he still didn't understand what he meant.

"Then you go and get busy."

The auditor waved his hand.

"Yes."

Mo Liangjun was thinking about the preparation plan in his heart, and after exiting the palace, he met Zheng Xize head-on.

"Lord Zheng."

Mo Liangjun said hello and continued to walk forward.

As soon as he took two steps, Zheng Xize stopped him.

"Lord Mo."

Mo Liangjun turned around.

"I heard that Master Mo is fully responsible for the selection of Fengjun this time, can there be someone who Mo Qing knows in the selection?"

Zheng Xize's question was the same as that of Wang Shang, and Mo Liangjun couldn't help frowning.

"Nope."

He replied.

Zheng Xize's eyes flashed with inquiry, and then disappeared, and he bowed his hand to Mo Liangjun.

"That's a lot of work."

Mo Liangjun didn't know why, nodded slightly and turned to leave.