Just when the left Cheng Qi Tianming and the right Cheng Qu Men Yicai were scolding their fathers and mothers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly heard a melodious snoring - ha-huh-ha-ha-huh-

Everyone looked up in disbelief, and the emperor's old son, Chen He, fell asleep in such a noisy environment!

Qi Tianming and Qu Men Yicai are speechless.

I argued here for a long time, but His Majesty didn't hear it. In such a state, why are you summoning them to do it?

But the emperor is the emperor after all, and there are two martial gods standing behind him, and no one dares to do anything to him. However, Chen He, the emperor, is also very open-minded, and his biggest advantage is that he is willing to listen to advice.

It is not the first time that Qi Tianming and Qu Men Yicai have quarreled in front of him, sometimes the two of them have left opinions, and they will directly start to fight when they quarrel, but fortunately, the cultivation of these two prime ministers is only a martial saint, and even if they fight, they can't set off any waves in front of Chen He. Therefore, Chen He's point of view has always been that if you are not afraid of fighting, he is afraid that you will not fight, or beat the other party to death.

Everyone saw that there was no way to talk about this matter today. So one by one they fell silent.

This time, I waited for half an hour, and I didn't know if Chen He suddenly woke up or his arm was numb, but he suddenly opened his eyes again.

"Ahem, yes, you're all right, I'll think about it. Chen He seemed to make a summary, and then took a sip of tea from the teacup in front of him, "After a while, the Wanzong Conference will begin, Qi Tianming, you are responsible for accepting the tributes of each family and arranging the venue project of the Wanzong Conference." Qu Men Yicai, you take three generals and take care of the security of the Wanzong Assembly. In order to make this Wanzong Conference more peaceful, the prince and princess will not be allowed to participate in the planning of this matter. ”

Although Qi Tianming and Qu Men Yicai wanted to argue about something. But it is obvious that Chen He is impartial and equal in the arrangement of this matter.

Qi Tianming was in charge of receiving the tribute, and it was obvious that he could make some money in it.

And Qu Menyi is responsible for the security of the Wanzong Conference, and it is obvious that he can get a lot of contacts in it.

It is impossible to distinguish between money and connections. In short, with money, you can naturally build connections, and with connections, you can also make money.

"Yes, Lordship. The five of them all knelt down and saluted Chen He.

"Okay, then stand down, I see that you are all listless, and you are about to fall asleep, I really can't bear it, stand down, stand down. "It was Chen He's own listlessness and sleepiness, but he splashed this dirty water on everyone.

Everyone was speechless for a while, and they could only force a few words of sycophancy, and then withdrew from the Qinzheng Hall with resentment.

The crowd had just left. Chen He wandered around the hall in a hurry, his eyes blazing and his face radiant. Obviously not looking sleepy.

Huo, the dignified monarch of a country, can even use the despicable means of pretending to sleep to sway Tai Chi. If it is seen by others, it will definitely make the world look down on it!

"Judging from the current situation, Zhuo Yi's momentum is still weaker. Chen He seemed to be talking to himself, but he was actually talking to the martial god Yu Fei and Yu Xiang.

"Not necessarily, didn't Xue Long come over before and say that the current elders of the Shadow Palace seem to be extraordinary?" Yu Fei said.

"What is extraordinary, Xue Long's kid knows a fart. "When it came to Xue Long, the emperor Lao Er burst into foul language.

"Hehe, Xue Long is a smart boy, whether he will be wrong or not, the emperor knows better than anyone else in his heart. Yu Fei said.

"Alas, except for the crown prince, the most headache for me is this kid. I don't know what's going on with these two kids, so I came over to tell me one after another, saying that I fell in love with the little dream of the Shadow Palace. Hey, it's weird, is a shadow so likable? Chen He's wrinkles stretched out with a smile.

"The emperor forgot, this little dream is the daughter of Zhang Chenshou of Zhangfu, and she is ...... Zhuo Yi's mother," Yu Fei reminded.

"Oh, look at my head, I said that Zhuo Yi also came to me to intercede, hahaha, it's a little interesting. Chen He smiled even more happily. "I didn't expect that such a little girl would lead to so many things, so it seems that I still have to recruit this Zhang Chenshou into the palace and be my imperial chef!"

"The emperor is wise, leave this matter to me. Yu Fei echoed, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Well, in that case, I can't let this little girl come out, and if she does, maybe something will happen. Alas, now it's better to hurry up and get down to business and exercise these children. Chen He said with an anxious face.

......

By this time it was dawn. Sang Yizhuang's house was quiet, like a deserted courtyard where no one lived.

At this moment, Zhang Chenshou probed his brain and walked out, just took two steps, and suddenly found that Xiao San, who was working as a guard in the courtyard, was looking at him with fierce eyes, and immediately scared him and ran into the house, almost screaming.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm the god of cooking, I'm the god of kitchen handed down from generation to generation in the Zhang family......" Then he retreated to his room.

After returning to the room, he frowned, and began to recall last night's events: "Hey, I was drinking with Zhang Chenggong last night, and suddenly two strangers broke in to inquire about the whereabouts of my aunt, and then a group of people came in, and then the guy strangled Lao Tzu's neck, and then Lao Tzu was trying to resist...... No, Lao Tzu doesn't seem to resist, and then everyone speaks disrespectfully, as if they are ready to invite me out for tea, grandma's, drinking tea and moving the people with such a teacher, you really haven't seen the world when Lao Tzu. This, alas, the Zhang family must have been looted later, and later-"

When Zhang Chenshou thought about it, he felt depressed in his heart, and he couldn't think of anything anymore.

"What kind of place is this? Why don't you see a single figure?"

Just when Zhang Chenshou was thinking hard and was worried. A few maids who got up relatively early happened to meet Zhang Chenshou.

"Old man, when you wake up, I'll go and tell my master. "The so-called master of the maid is actually Sang Yizhuang.

Zhang Chenshou heard someone's voice, and suddenly became smart. I looked back at the maids for a while, and made sure I didn't know them. "Who are your masters?"

"Back to the old man, our master is a Sang official, and the slave doesn't know what it is called. "The maid is not bad, and she speaks very politely. Of course, in fact, these maids are all Qinglou women, and they can't do rough work or anything, they can only move their mouths, or pose when necessary.

Zhang Chenshou didn't know who Sang Daguan was, and when he saw that the maid in the other party's house was very polite to him, he thought that Sang Yizhuang was his life-saving benefactor and other heroes. So he smiled and said, "Then can you help me inform your master, the old man wants to see him?"

Zhang Chenshou is now concerned about the huge wealth of the Zhang Mansion, and he does not dare to go out because he is afraid of the fierce junior in the courtyard. So I wanted to meet my savior, and by the way, I asked about last night.

Several maids looked embarrassed, and one of them said politely: "The master slept late last night, and he drank a lot of wine, so ......"

"Oh oh, the old man knows, don't be in a hurry, let Senior Sang have a good rest, when he wakes up, it's not too late for me to thank you. "Zhang Chenshou is a polite person, so naturally he will not disturb the dream of his life-saving benefactor.

Just when Zhang Chenshou was chatting with the maids, Xingguang, who had been cultivating last night and didn't close his eyes, also walked out of the room.

As soon as Zhang Chenshou saw Xingguang, his face suddenly changed. His lips trembled and he pointed at Xingguang, and said tremblingly, "You, you, you are—"

Xingguang has always been expressionless, and since he knows that Zhang Chenshou and Mo Mo have some friendship, he naturally won't do anything to Zhang Chenshou. So he didn't pay attention to Zhang Chenshou, and was about to turn around and go back to the room to continue cultivating.

But the enemy saw each other, and after seeing the torture, Zhang Chenshou's memory exploded instantly, and he suddenly remembered clearly that it was this person who almost killed himself last night. So he took three steps and made two steps, and ran up to Xingguang with two lap legs.

"You stop!" As soon as Zhang Chenshou's voice fell, the person had already run in front of Xingguang.

Xingguang glanced at Zhang Chenshou and asked lightly, "Something?"

Zhang Chenshou's head was hot, and he punched Xingguang. At the same time, his face turned red, and he shouted shortness of breath: "Were you going to take Lao Tzu's life last night? What's the matter, why are you here, have you been captured by my benefactor?"

"Neuropathy. Xingguang glared at Zhang Chenshou, completely unaware of what Zhang Chenshou was talking about.

"Hey!" Zhang Chenshou grabbed Xingguang unrelentingly, thinking that in the benefactor's place, this guy must not be able to do anything to himself, so he shouted, "Don't go, if you want to leave, you must compensate me, otherwise, I am not such a good talker." The ancestors of my Zhang Mansion have been inherited for many years, and my family has a lot of savings, and so many wicked people suddenly appeared last night, presumably all the money and treasures in my house have been robbed, in this case, you must bear the main responsibility!"

After doing it for a long time, Zhang Chenshou was worried that Zhang's money would be gone......

"Your Zhang's money is not there, what does it matter to me? Hurry up and let go of me!" Xingguang himself is not so approachable. The impression of the Shadow Palace is not much better. Therefore, being able to help carry out the task of the Shadow Palace is already considered to be his mouth and enlightened. At this time, there are still people who rely on him to be responsible, I really don't know whether to live or die. If it weren't for Momo's face, Zhang Chenshou's head would have been patterned by him now.

"Hey, you old boy still doesn't admit it. Do you think I can't see the traitor in the Zhang Mansion last night when you and others bring the traitor into the Zhang Mansion? Let me tell you, when my benefactor wakes up, I will definitely ask him to call the shots for me!" Zhang Chenshou said unforgivingly.

Xing Guang sneered, since he got out of the dungeon, Zhang Chenshou was still the first person he had seen who didn't want to die. In the past, if someone talked to him like this, and he didn't say more than three sentences, he would fight with the people.

And Zhang Chenshou is naturally not a bold person, but when he thinks of the huge wealth in the house, he suddenly loses his mind. Their Zhang family has a problem, that is, they can work hard with others for money, and Zhang Meng is even better than Zhang Chenshou.

Mo Mo was relentlessly woken up by the noise outside, and when he looked sideways, he found Zou Meiqing lying beside him. A clever man turned over and didn't find Wuhua's figure.

"Damn, this purple green wine almost made Lao Tzu unconscious!"