Chapter 12: The Ability to Draw Flatbread
Xu Mochen, as the emperor who unified the troubled times, was originally admired by everyone, but he didn't expect that his understanding of people's livelihood medicine was not below himself and others.
Zhang Tongyuan nodded frequently, as if he had seen the bright future depicted by the emperor.
Well, as an outstanding young man in the 21st century, he must have the ability to draw a big pie, otherwise how to lead.
A group of people exchanged some details, and by the way, Xu Mochen also figured out everyone's temperament.
Zhang Tongyuan, Li Wenhong, and others are all engaged in technology, and there is no problem in researching and studying medical skills to see how they can get sick.
However, if the National Medical Center wants to stabilize, it needs to cooperate with operations and other aspects.
This candidate, unexpectedly, Zhao Lingbo is suitable.
Xu is father and brother were both killed in battle, in charge of family affairs, and people are also smart, Xu Mochen immediately decided to let her be in charge of the overall operation planning.
Coupled with her title as the lord of Yong'an, she is also relatively free to enter and exit the palace.
Of course, Zhao Lingbo had no opinion, and both eyes were flashing with starlight.
I heard that His Majesty's harem is empty, and now in addition to the palace maid, she is the only woman in the palace, and she has just been reused.
This must be what His Majesty wants.
Mmmm, Limbo understood.
"Okay," Xu Mochen was very satisfied with this trip, many details need to be handled by the executor himself, and if there is a problem, he will deal with it in a targeted manner, and the pie can't be scribbled, "Li Yuan sentenced to stay, and the others are busy with their own go." ”
It's time to talk alone, and everyone bows and leaves.
Xu Mochen raised his chin, Tang Derun nodded, and strode to the door, fully enlightened.
"Li Yuan's judgment," Xu Mochen showed his big white teeth, "I heard that your ancestral home is Qizhou?" ”
Li Wenhong is still alone in his life, and suddenly the sweat came out, and he was cautious: "Back to Your Majesty, yes." ”
"Then your ancestor, are you okay?" Xu Mochen smiled.
Li Wenhong's heart "chuckled", and he tried to swallow his saliva: "Weichen...... Weichen didn't know what His Majesty was talking about. ”
"You know," Xu Mochen smiled heartily, "otherwise you wouldn't be trembling." ”
"Your Majesty!" Li Wenhong hurriedly defended, "Rong Weichen Bingjuan, it's not that Weichen wants to hide it, it's true, our Li family has nothing to do with immortal cultivators." ”
The emperor's killing of immortals last night was known to officials of all sizes in the court, and of course Li Wenhong had heard about it.
If you don't get rid of the relationship with the immortal cultivators, you may be involved.
A dilapidated hospital verdict is silent when he is killed.
The immortal cultivators of Dali Temple don't care at all.
"Give you another chance." Xu Mochen's tone was unhurried.
Let's save my life first!
Li Wenhong immediately made a decision, he only hesitated slightly, and quickly spoke: "Your Majesty, the ancestor is fine at present.
In fact, since our ancestor of the Li family in Qizhou entered the immortal road, his old man thinks that this cultivation of immortals is to go against the sky.
The human race is originally a thing created by heaven and earth, how dare it go against the sky.
Therefore, the ancestor made an oath that the descendants of the Li family and the descendants of the descendants would never enter the immortal path.
In Weichen's life, as the eldest son, he transferred to medicine, and only practiced the method of tuna and strengthened his body every day. ”
Xu Mochen got the answer he wanted, and he leaned forward slightly, bringing a huge sense of oppression: "The lineage does not cultivate immortals, but if you are in the side lineage, there are still immortal cultivators." ”
Li Wenhong was sweating profusely: "Your Majesty is wise!" His Majesty rules the world, and his eyes are really like torches. ”
It stabbed him hot.
At this time, let's talk about sycophants first.
"Get up," Xu Mochen waved his hand, "Tell me who is more powerful than your Qizhou Li Clan and Wuji Sect." ”
Although Li Wenhong does not cultivate immortals, there are still immortal cultivators in the family, and as a descendant of the lineage, he naturally knows better.
"The Wuji Sect belongs to the Xianxia Realm, and our Li Clan is the Sorcerer Sect, the realms are different, and there is no interaction with each other," Li Wenhong considered the vocabulary, "On the bright side, our Li Clan has not entered the Immortal Dao for a long time, and the sect in Qizhou is naturally respected by the Wuji Sect."
But if you really put it together, our Li family's hundreds of years of inheritance will not be inferior. ”
Xu Mochen wanted such an answer, and he smiled: "Judge Li, I want you to repair a letter to your ancestor, so I say that I have something to do and want to talk to the ancestor." ”
Li Wenhong's face was embarrassed: "Your Majesty, the ancestor has not been out of the mountain for more than 400 years, and Weichen is afraid of ......"
"You write it," Xu Mochen disagreed, "I don't want him to come to the capital, I will naturally go to Qizhou." ”
Li Wenhong didn't understand this.
Tang Derun at the door was clear, Your Majesty was iron-hearted, and he was going to get Wuji Sect.
In history, he was the first emperor of the human race, and he took the initiative to find the Immortal Cultivation Sect.
This little character, the more I think about it, the more I like it!
"That's right," the matter was almost over, Xu Mochen stood up, "There are still people in your family who are proficient in pill refining." ”
He's talking about people, not immortal cultivators.
"Yes," Li Wenhong nodded, "Because of our ancestors, the average person in our family also checks the immortal information to some extent, and knows more." ”
"Very good," Xu Mochen patted him on the shoulder, "You select a group of young children to join the establishment of the Ministry of Health when the time comes, I need it." ”
This is the promotion to grace, although it looks like a pie now.
And if you don't do it well, follow the emperor, and in the end you will not escape the fate of being killed by the immortal cultivators.
But I don't know why, Li Wenhong has an inexplicable trust, and he puffs up his chest: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Weichen will handle it immediately."
In addition, Wei Chen will also write a letter to the immortal cultivators of the Li family, so that they can pay attention to the dynamics of the Wuji Sect. ”
You see, the human race is just a lot of flowers, and they will draw inferences from one another, which is enough to be on the road.
Unlike immortal cultivators, they think they can change their lives against the sky, fly away from the sky, and turn over rivers and seas, and never think about the part above the neck.
What Xu Mochen needs now is this kind of force that has a heritage background, but does not belong to the Ten Directions World.
This trip to Tai Hospital unexpectedly gained a lot.
When leaving, Tang Derun looked at Li Wenhong's eyes, which was a little meaningful.
Want to share the favors? Hum! Wait for the old lady to find a chance to kill you.
Return safely to the palace.
Xu Mochen looked at the pile of twists and turns on the case, and then remembered that his prime minister was sick and sick.
He sneered in his heart, this shouldn't be a hug, but he was going to stand aside and watch the play, and by the way, he explored his own depth.
After thinking about it, he summoned a few chamberlains and ordered: "The prime minister is an important minister I rely on, and all these twists and turns will be sent to the prime minister, and in the future, let the prime minister deal with the major military affairs first, and just report the important ones." ”
The crowd moved away.
If you are unified today, although it is a grassroots stage, Xu Mochen knows that the real decision-making will not reach him at all.
The twists and turns handed over are nothing more than some "emotional" suggestions.
There are still a lot of quarrels about fiefdoms, resources, and so on.
Behind it, it is all the sects of immortal cultivators who are doing trouble.
The prime minister wants to hang up and be a good person, but I don't want you to do it.
Since you are all immortal cultivators, let's sort out your relationship with each other first.
Isn't it just a shopkeeper, I will be a faint gentleman for a few days.
Let the virtuous minister take care of this.