Prime Minister Bigan returned in vain, and the king of Xuan learned that his eyes were dark, even if he was displeased, he understood in his heart that he was just an emperor in the world, so he couldn't help but be an immortal.

"In this case, let's give up, and the tired imperial uncle will go on this trip."

"It's what a minister should do."

King Xuan bowed slightly, stepped down from his high position, and stood with Prime Minister Bigan, "According to Uncle Huang, what kind of person is that Shaoyang Jun?" ”

"Shaoyangjun's hair is like a flowing spring, his eyes are dazzling, his demeanor is overwhelming, and his extravagance is natural."

In just a few words, the demeanor of Donghua is expressed, and the king yearns for it.

"When I first met, I regretted that I couldn't talk more."

Prime Minister Bigan said: "When I see Shaoyangjun's side, it is not difficult to see that his heart is strong, and he must have experienced many things; is not a simple immortal, unlike Jiang Ziya and Wen Zhong, this Shaoyang Jun seems to be born with a noble life, a full body of bearing, and his words are inexhaustible. ”

"When Uncle Huang said this, Gu became more and more curious." The king looked out of the imperial city, "Uncle Huang, you say, if you go out of the city alone to visit, is it feasible?" ”

"The king is the emperor of the world, it doesn't have to be like this."

"But I want to go." As an immortal, he had seen the ability of the Wen Zhong brothers to fight well; I have seen Jiang Ziya's elegance and good strategy, and I first saw Donghua's purple clothes and white hair, but now I look back and realize that he is more like an emperor.

Standing high up, looking down on everything, standing in front of him has an urge to bow down.

Prime Minister Bigan's mind moved, and he said: "If the king really wants to go, it is not impossible, but he must also hand over the prayer post; Shaoyangjun is not like ordinary people in the world, and he can't be seen in terms of the etiquette and customs of the mortal world, but our etiquette is in place, and when we treat Shaoyangjun, we should be polite and not cross the line, and we may be able to see it. ”

"You're right, then Uncle Huang will arrange it." The king thought more, and if this was the case, he persevered; Maybe you can please move this Shaoyangjun.

It's man-made.

He gave up lightly, and he was not reconciled.

Prime Minister Bigan got the order, and when he returned home on the same day, he personally drew up a greeting post and sent it to Jiang's house.

At this time, Jiang Ziya returned to the mansion, just when he heard the return of the porter, and received a letter of worship from Prime Minister Bigan's servants; can't help but support his forehead, why can't these people live in peace, is his teacher and nephew a good match?

If you can't figure out the situation, you can find out.

However, when I opened the prayer post, I saw that there was the name of the king on it; He couldn't be regarded as invisible, so he could only take the prayer post and go to see Donghua.

"Senior nephew, come and see, the king wants to come to see you."

Donghua didn't treat him lightly, took the post and opened it, and threw it away indifferently, "Come on, it's not like I haven't seen it." ”

Donghua, who was silent, Jiang Ziya couldn't see any of the information he wanted, sighed, sat down next to him and glanced at the book in his hand; It was actually a Buddhist book, and after just looking at it, he looked away and poured himself tea.

"Senior nephew, Prime Minister Bigan came to visit you today?"

"Don't you know?" Also asked.

Jiang Ziya's face did not move, as if it was not him who was said, "What is the purpose of his coming to you?" ”

"Don't you know!"

Yes, this is very Donghua.

He didn't ask anything, and said dejectedly: "Before, the king said that he wanted to invite you to the court, but I refused; I only guessed that according to the temperament of the king, he would not give up easily, but he didn't expect him to invite Prime Minister Bigan. ”

"Prime Minister Bigan has a delicate heart, is upright, and is thoughtful; probably thinking that he can come forward to tell you, if you can enter the court, the worries in the king's heart will be gone. ”

"Not really." Donghua directly debunked, "As an emperor, while he is eloquent and strategic, suspicion is also indispensable; Even if I enter the court, the king will not really rest assured, there are immortals in the court, and they are immortals with high cultivation and high status, do you think the king can sleep peacefully? ”

Although the former co-masters of heaven and earth did not worry about these, when they crossed the tribulation, as a mortal emperor, they had these thoughts; That's why he feels the same way.

As an emperor, the world is all the king's land, how can people endanger his position?

Jiang Ziya was speechless, he had never been an emperor, only a minister.

"Donghua, then do you want to enter the court?"

"What do you do in the court? Tired and tired, less lulu, listen to people's dispatch, get up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs? ”

Jiang Ziya was speechless, he couldn't speak; If you talk again, you will be scolded again, so you will leave silently with the tea, and you can't hide if you can't provoke it!

After Donghua watched the people leave, he waved out a mana, and the courtyard gate moved without wind, and suddenly closed.

Jiang Ziya looked back at the closed courtyard door, shook his head and smiled; The sect is really a magical place, the monks have different personalities, and the personalities of Wen Zhong, Yu Yuan and others they have seen are not the same, and this is the case with Donghua today.

Also, the same is true for the little sister, don't look at her gentle and talkative, she has a common heart; But he knew that when he really started to do it, the little senior sister was definitely fierce.

As it is spread in the wilderness, just promoted to a quasi-saint can suppress the Styx Ancestor; That's a quasi-saint who comes to the brand, and no one knows how much it has.

It's not right, the background of the Styx Ancestor, the little senior sister should know; After all, I've seen a fight! Being able to suppress people and fight shows that the Styx Ancestor is exhausted.

Donghua!

I have never seen his fighting methods, but I know that it should be in the same line.

Donghua, who has the same lineage, is holding the book and reading it at this time, where does he have the heart to pay attention to the outside things; Over the years, although he no longer needs to cultivate himself with Buddhist theories, the habit he has developed over the years has also made him read some Buddhist books.

The next evening.

At the end of the day, the king of the dynasty came to Jiang's mansion accompanied by Prime Minister Bigan; They came from the micro-service, and there was no Luan to drive, but no one recognized the king.

When the porter saw Prime Minister Bigan, he knew people.

"Prime Minister Bigan."

"Little brother, we are here to visit your distinguished guests in the house, please pass it on."

"There's no need to pass it on, the lord said that if the prime minister comes, you can go in directly." The porter leaned sideways and bowed down to invite, "The prime minister came to the mansion yesterday, even if you go in, the distinguished guests have been waiting in the courtyard for a long time." ”

When I waited for a long time, I was very obedient, and people were quite idle every day.

"Thank you." Prime Minister Bigan thanked him shallowly, and then invited the king to enter the palace together; Familiar with the way to find the courtyard where Donghua is, the courtyard door is wide open, the purpose is a neatly displayed and orderly house, Prime Minister Bigan took the king into the courtyard only to see Donghua lying on his back under the tree with his eyes closed.

Today, he is dressed in gold-rimmed white clothes, the same color as his hair, and he is more and more ethereal as a fairy.

"Shaoyang-kun, it's polite." Prime Minister Bigan made a mockery.

The King of the Ring did not move.

Donghua opened his eyes and glanced at them, raised his hand, and tapped the desktop with his fingertips, "Donghua is loose, you are free." ”

Having recognized the king, he did not intend to greet him; There was no need to greet him, except for a few saints and elders of the master's generation, he didn't need to cater to anyone.

That's the confidence.