"When."

With a melodious bell reverberating in the void, the void in front of it cracked, revealing a magnificent and majestic temple.

A group of gods and spirits each wore official uniforms, stepped on auspicious clouds under their feet, and flew towards the main hall.

"This brother, how to stand in a while."

Among the countless shuttling gods, there was a short, child-like face, a small black face, and a high-headed god who tugged at the sleeve of a person not far away.

The man was concentrating on his journey, but he was suddenly startled by someone close to him.

"You're a newly transferred god, right, I see you're a five-grade official uniform, so you'll stand next to me in a while."

The deity is also wearing a red official uniform, and he is also a deity of the five grades.

"Okay, thank you."

A sweet smile appeared on the black-faced boy's face.

Qiu Ping looked up at the hall in front of him, he had just returned less than five days ago, and he was dragged to attend the court meeting.

The Shinto court is held once a month, and the gods of the entire imperial capital and above the fifth rank are to participate. Once every six months, the Great Court Meeting, with the participation of officials above the seventh rank of the imperial capital.

What Qiu Ping is encountering now is an ordinary court discussion.

Last month's court meeting, he happened to be absent from the imperial capital.

This time, King Mingling directly issued a document, ordering him to participate, and he couldn't run away.

"This brother, look at your Xuanang, at first glance, you are the dragon and phoenix in the gods, I don't know where to serve."

Qiu Ping was close to the god on the side.

Of course, what he said was complete nonsense.

The god in front of him was shriveled, and although the official uniform was custom-made, it still felt loose when worn on him.

"In the subordinate organization of the Xia Tian Gong Division, he will be the head of the ya, and he will be responsible for the production of Shinto military equipment."

The god's face was a little red when he was praised by Qiu Ping like this, but his perception of the black-faced boy in front of him was much better.

After all, there are too few discerning gods these days.

"It was originally the god of the Tiangong Division, and I also have a friend in the Tiangong Division, called Lu Neng, have you heard of it?"

Didn't you find this common topic, when he conquered the starry sky, the Tiangong Division also supported him alone.

"It turned out to be a friend of the Lu family's craftsman, although I am not familiar with Luneng, but the Lu family has been my heavenly craftsman for generations, and my memory has reached its peak. Back then, I was fortunate enough to see with my own eyes that many of the Lu family's divine craftsmen joined forces to build a huge war fortress, and that scene was ......."

With a common topic, the god's conversation also rose, and he immediately spoke excitedly.

"Ahaha, yes, Luneng Divine Craftsman is good at making buildings, such a big city, it takes a moment to build ......"

Qiu Ping also chatted with this person, and the two talked and laughed, and walked towards the main hall.

Along the way, the deity also met many acquaintances, and everyone usually worked in their respective yamen, and only at this time did they have time to see each other.

And because Qiu Ping looked harmless to humans and animals, and spoke well, he soon mingled with a group of fourth- and fifth-grade officials.

"When."

In the void, the bell rang again, and the gods quickly entered the main hall, and one by one they stopped talking, and the scene quickly fell silent.

Qiu Ping stood among the gods, because he was not tall and was almost overwhelmed by the crowd.

"Little brother, why don't you stand with me."

The god saw Qiu Ping standing inside, all covered by people, so he wanted to give up the place next to him.

After all, it is the first time to participate in the court meeting, and it is good for the newcomer to stand outside so that King Mingling can see it.

"No, no, no, no, I'm fine standing here."

Being surrounded by everyone gave Qiu Ping a sense of security, after all, in this hall, there were still a lot of people who wanted to impeach him.

The god shook his head, in the end, he is young, it is not so easy for the gods of our imperial capital to be promoted, only by brushing up on the sense of presence in front of the leader can there be a chance to progress.

By the way, I forgot to ask for his name.

"When."

With the third bell ringing, the hall was solemn, and then I saw several priests walking slowly, King Mingling was dressed in a dark robe, wearing a purple crown, and his bearing was majestic.

The gods bowed halfway and bowed slightly.

King Mingling's requirements for etiquette are far more relaxed than when the Taishi God was in power, even if it is an ordinary god, there is no need to pay a big bow when he sees him.

For example, although he is the lord of the Shinto in the world, he still prides himself on being a city god and does not have the title of emperor.

"The heads of the ministries and departments are in the prelude."

With the reading of the attendant priest, the bosses of the various ministries and departments in the imperial capital stepped forward one by one to report on the work of the past month.

In fact, King Mingling has long known about these things, and the reason why the first part of the court discussion is the ministry is to let the gods below also know the recent movements of Shinto.

Otherwise, the communication between the top and bottom is not smooth, the voice is cut off, and the people below bury their heads in doing things but don't know why they do these things, which is easy to breed complaints.

Household Registration Division, Armaments Division, Fortune Division, Tiangong Division...... When the heads of each department stepped forward one by one, they were all gods of the second rank or above, and their rank was like a golden immortal.

Qiu Ping didn't know a lot about these ministries, but it seems that everyone has been around something recently about "resetting the immortal book", which sounds a bit similar to the international games of the earth, when the time comes, the geniuses of all races of heaven and earth will be invited to the human world to compete with each other, and the winner will naturally be able to improve the ranking of the immortal book.

It is precisely because this matter is so important that it requires close cooperation among various ministries and departments.

For this matter, Qiu Ping is not interested, he is already the first and second place, there is no benefit if he wins, and it will be a shame to lose if he loses.

This ministry performance lasted for an hour, and the little loach hid in the crowd, only feeling drowsy.

Finally, when this matter was over, it was the turn of the spirit officer to perform.

The full name of the spirit officer, also known as the imperial envoy spirit officer, is a Shinto professional troll, who doesn't do anything every day, just looking for the stubble of the Shinto official.

Hearing that it was the turn of the spirit officer, all the gods' hearts slowly hung up, and even some of the third-grade gods felt nervous.

After all, if someone pokes out something, it will always be ugly.

"Enlighten the King of Mingling, impeach the new Bashui River Bo Qiu Ping, disrupt the luck, oppress ordinary people, and cause resentment to rise......"

At this very beginning, an old man with a gray beard and hair stood up and spoke loudly.

After he stepped back, dozens of imperial envoys beside him seconded the proposal, all of which impeached Qiu Ping, and even the statements were similar.

This momentum has not been seen by many gods for tens or hundreds of years.

Many middle-level gods secretly rejoiced in their hearts, fortunately someone was in front of them, and it seemed that this time the imperial envoy spirit officer had no time to trouble them.

I don't know what this Qiu Ping looks like, I've heard of his reputation for a long time, but I haven't really seen it yet.

(End of chapter)