The master smiled slightly: "Don't be surprised. The Emperor said that he would not be able to tell the matter until he had agreed to these conditions. ”

"It's a reward for you."

The master smiled again, and the smile was very meaningful.

After a pause, the master cleared his throat: "The emperor has explained, and the gift he gave you will appear at the right time and in the right place." Of course, whether you can get it or not depends on your understanding, can you understand? ”

I was secretly speculating, understanding? I don't even have a spiritual root, can I still have understanding?

"Y-Can you tell me a little bit about it?" I asked tentatively.

The master stroked his long hair and said with a smile: "Do you think he does things, can I guess?" ”

"I'm just a messenger, and when the word arrives, my mission is complete."

In all fairness, I believe in my master, but I'm skeptical about things like gifts.

What kind of character is the Emperor Xudu? Which green onion am I? There are 108,000 miles between us, and he gave me a gift?

Forget it, I still don't believe it, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"By the way, this is the Admiral's Treasure Seal, if you need a mistake, write a document, buckle this seal, and the shadow will come to you." The master pouted at Fang Yin and instructed me again.

"The scroll for you, enshrine it separately, and the Qingfeng Temple will be regarded as the Yin Si Yushi Platform for the time being."

"Disciple remember."

After saying that, I was immediately stunned for a moment, and there was one most important thing I hadn't asked yet.

"Master." I clasped my hands into fists and leaned forward: "You just said that I am under the supervision of the Imperial History Mansion, this is my top boss, who is this person?" ”

"Me." The master responded with a smile: "Go back and ask your master, what the Imperial History Mansion does." ”

I nodded hurriedly and thanked the master again.

"It's okay this time, is it?" The master swept his gaze to us: "Okay, then I'll go." ”

"Whoosh", a gust of wind rose from the ground, before leaving, the master's footsteps hesitated, turned his head to look at the master, and his words were full of concern: "When I saw you this time, my hair was gray; See you next time, don't change anything. ”

The master smiled and waved his hand at the master: "Let's go, next time I see you, I will definitely thank you." ”

After the master left, Xuanhu picked up the scroll on the table and stroked it carefully: "You are a blessing in disguise." ”

I laughed dryly, "yes, I can finally get on with my work." ”

"Master, what is this Imperial History Mansion for?"

"Huh?" The master seemed to be thinking about something, and when I asked him this, his face was stunned.

Turning his head, the master immediately regained his composure: "Strict discipline, appointment and dismissal, impeachment, and all the commanders of the prefecture are under the control of the Imperial History Mansion." The Imperial Historical Observatory is a subordinate institution of the Imperial Historical Mansion and is a branch of the Prefecture. ”

"The master wears many hats, he can talk to the emperor, and he completely relies on his identity as a prince in the imperial history." The master sighed: "Yushi Zhongcheng is the first head of the Yushi Mansion. ”

I nodded, and then I made the relationship clear, the left is a royal history mansion, and the right is a royal history platform, which dazzles people.

The bureaucracy of the prefecture is also bad enough.

Looking back at the master, it was obviously a good thing, why didn't he seem to be particularly happy?

Xuanhu looked at the scroll on the table with a happy face: "Whether you are a Taoist priest or not, you can defend the righteous path and protect your heart, and that's enough." ”

"Alright." Xuanhu patted me beautifully: "Complete! ”

"Not necessarily perfect."

The master's words made Xuanhu's smile freeze on his face.

Xuanhu smacked his mouth: "You are sick again." ”

"What's the disease?" The master raised his eyes and looked at Xuanhu.

Xuanhu pouted: "Grinding sickness." ”

"You're becoming more and more like an old mother now, looking ahead and thinking about everything, if you think about everything so much, then you don't have to do anything?"

The master was stunned for a moment, and then laughed to himself: "Yes, I'm getting more and more grinding." ”

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, isn't it very good for him to turn out now?" Xuanhu persuaded the master earnestly.

The master stubbornly shook his head: "If you think about it carefully, the underworld did give him real power. ”

"But ......" a gleam burst out of the master's eyes: "Didn't you notice that the underworld is checking and balancing everywhere?" ”

Xuanhu tilted his head and thought for a while: "Checks and balances? This is reasonable, if he can't stabilize his mind and does something troublesome, the underworld will definitely have a headache. ”