"Where is Li Jiabei, the Imperial Daoist?"

With a resolute cold drink clearly and visibly resounding above the main hall, the court was suddenly silent, and even Fu Yuanbu, who had just been the most intense in Cambodia, subconsciously took a step back and said no more.

After a while, a person walked briskly from the central aisle, his eyebrows were very thin, and with the hooks at the corners of his eyes, the eyebrows of copper makeup were a little feminine. The color of his hair was an extremely rare dark green, and his long hair hung down slightly to his waist, and he was loosely restrained with two golden-textured silk threads, which looked extremely casual.

His facial features have a distinctly southern vibe, but in his clothing is typical of Kyoto's pan-shirt, so it seems somewhat contradictory.

His eyes are the most memorable, with long eyelashes. Under the eyelashes is a pair of willow leaf eyes with thin tops and flat bottoms, which naturally have a half-flavored taste of autumn water.

He walked all the way, and no one had the intention of hindering him, and this detail can be seen from the high status of his status. Because his name is Li Jiabei, he is the so-called "Imperial Daoist" in the mouth of Emperor Ren.

"Minister, here. Li Jiabei only said two words, but just these two words, but it revealed a special feeling. It seemed to be an extremely calm attitude, whether it was the tone, the pitch or the intonation in the voice, he had just grasped it, and from the way he spoke, it could be seen that Li Jiabei had an almost paranoid control over himself**.

The ministers below seemed to have a tacit understanding with each other, and they actually glanced at each other, and each thought secretly in their hearts: "This Li Jiabei is really worthy of being one of the four protectors of the Thousand Machine Gate - 'Simulation Immortal', and his strength is really unfathomable." He just doesn't know the many ways of Qianjimen, how much can he learn?"

Emperor Ren didn't care what these ministers were intriguing with each other and what they thought in their hearts, he directly asked Li Jiabei with his head and face: "Where is the Thousand Machines Order?"

As soon as he heard this, even if Li Jiabei was the so-called "simulation immortal" again, he couldn't help but tremble, and it seemed that he was still in a state of shock. Of course, in the next moment, Li Jiabei had completely sobered up and understood his current situation. He bent down and lowered his body, as if to worship something respectfully. On the other hand, Li Jiabei also secretly reflected in his heart: he is just a so-called "simulated immortal", after all, he is not a real immortal!

While reflecting, Li Jiabei stood up straight in an orderly manner, slowly took out a uniquely shaped token from his sleeve, and said loudly: "The Thousand Machines Order is here!

It was a copper-green token, about the size of a palm. The front of the token is roughly divided into three parts, the upper side is five beads flashing with five different colors, the middle of the token is like the dragon flying phoenix dance, the iron hook silver draw two simple seal book: "thousand machines", and below is a unique six-petal lotus-like pattern, for some reason it flashes with a different milky white brilliance, which is very noble and unique, ingenious.

"Ancestral Emperor Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

As soon as the ministers below the hall saw this token, they immediately fell silent as if a mouse had seen a cat. Then touching the ground with one knee and kneeling down in unison.

"Hmph, all the ministers, get up. Emperor Ren snorted coldly, and then said unhurriedly: "Now, you ministers and officials have nothing to say, do you? Where is Liu Yudong?"

"Wechen is here. Under the main hall, a fourth-grade minister wearing a dark red official uniform came out. His forehead is more prominent than usual. Therefore, in terms of physiognomy, he gives people the impression of being erudite and witty.

"Liu Yudong, I appointed you as the Northwest Inspector, and the official is the third grade. From now on, I will send you from the capital to the Northwest Wasteland, along the way to investigate the people's situation, sympathize with the people's livelihood, and report to the capital immediately if there is any situation!"

"Wechen, obey the order. Liu Yudong replied respectfully, and then retreated.

"Where is Xu Shang?" asked Emperor Ren.

Below, Xu Shang, who was wearing an armored military general's uniform, stood up and said, "Weichen is here." ”

"Xu Shang, I appointed you as the governor of the northern border county, and the official is the third grade. From now on, I will send you from the capital to the northeast border to take charge of the 300,000 soldiers who are subordinate to the northern counties on the border of our country, so as to clear the surrounding turmoil and deter the northern countries, and report to the capital immediately if there is any situation on the border!" Emperor Ren said solemnly as he faced Xu Shang.

"Wechen, obey the order. Xu Shang replied with a straight look.

Immediately after, Emperor Ren's voice sounded again, "Prime Minister Cai Yu." ”

"The minister is here. Cai Yu took a step forward and replied.

"Prime Minister Cai, I order you to immediately send an order to the Ministry of Rites, and issue an edict to the people of the world, postponing the martial arts after one month to two years later. ”

"Obey. "The matter has come to this, even if he has just refuted His Majesty's intentions, now Cai Yu can only bite the bullet to receive the order, and he no longer has the slightest courage to say anything to the top.

"So be it. Renhuang's tone finally relaxed a little, and said, "Zhong Aiqing has worked hard. If there is something to discuss, there is nothing to retreat!"

Then, one of the eunuchs beside Emperor Ren said loudly in a voice like a duck: "Retreat-court-"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The ministers finally breathed a sigh of relief and left the Baozhang Hall in a neat and orderly manner.

At the same time, Zhou Xu, who was lurking around the Baozhang Palace, also had the same psychological feelings as these ministers, and he was also relieved. He frowned and muttered to himself, "Words must be done, and they will be vigorous." Could it be that most of these cities are actually prosperous and prosperous? Is this benevolent emperor so good at governing the country?"

While thinking, Zhou Xu stood up straight gently, his body remained extremely stable at this sudden moment of movement, unlike ordinary people who would be hindered after maintaining a fixed posture for a long time. From this, it can be seen that Zhou Xu's internal strength is profound, and his body is kept in the best state at any time.

Zhou Xu waited quietly for a while, as if waiting for the ministers in front of the Baozhang Palace to finish walking, and then he flew as an eagle fish and jumped onto the eaves. Then a few afterimages flickered, and Zhou Xu easily left the three major halls of the previous dynasty. (The three major halls of the former dynasty mentioned in this article refer to the Taiyu Palace, the Zhongji Palace, and the Baozhang Palace.) ）