"Son of the Emperor, you have worked hard all the way!" Lu Batian personally came to the main gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion to greet him, and there were not many guests who could be welcomed into the Mansion by the Prime Minister.

Qiu stepped down from the carriage, his golden cloak was very eye-catching, and it fell into Lu Batian's eyes brightly, it was really difficult to adapt.

Coupled with the spread of the sunset, the golden cloak on the body of the man shines very brightly, and the dazzling light makes people think that the big man who got off the carriage is a fairy flying high in the blue sky!

"The prime minister is polite, Bensheng walked very leisurely all the way, and it took four or five days to rush from Nancheng to the national capital!" Qiu's voice did not change because of his changed outfit, and it was still low and hoarse, which made people mistake it for a duck call.

Lu Batian didn't talk to Qiu anymore, and with a wave of his left hand, he pointed to the prime minister's mansion and motioned for Qiu to follow him into the mansion to rest.

Qiu's feet, hidden under the golden cloak, stepped out in an orderly manner, followed Lu Batian step by step, and entered the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion with him to greet the guests.

In addition to Qiu and Lu Batian in the hall, only the two senior Gu masters brought by Qiu were left and right to accompany Qiu.

Lu Batian opened his mouth first, although he knew it, but he still asked, "I don't know if the Holy Son of Qiu is coming to the family courtyard, what does it take to help?" ”

Qiu's whole body was wrapped in a cloak, and even the face that had never been revealed mysteriously was tightly wrapped in a black brocade cloth, revealing only a pair of sinister and cloudy eyes.

The pair of eyes full of evil roamed around Lu Batian's face for a week, and the mouth hidden under the brocade cloth opened and closed: "Can't the prime minister guess the intention of this saint to come to the national capital this time?" ”

At the risk of revealing his identity, he traveled all the way from Xiaocheng to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The identity of the Holy Son of the Miao Curse Clan, the people of the Sheng Tian Dynasty may not be familiar with it, and most of them do not know the existence of the Miao Curse Clan, and they also do not know that the Miao Curse Clan, a race that controls witchcraft, is powerful, so of course they can't guess how noble Qiu's identity is.

But the royal nobles, it is impossible for the hundred officials of the dynasty not to know the identity of Qiu, the bright yellow cloak is so conspicuous, even if Qiu does not walk in front of the emperor in person and hang around, someone will report to Zhai Yuan, the holy son of the Miao curse clan lives in the prime minister's mansion, and it seems that the relationship with the prime minister is very close.

"Is the Holy Son of Qiu trying to put his true face in a place of danger?" Lu Batian's vicissitudes of life narrowed together, and his eyes were full of unhappiness.

Qiu didn't deny it, nor did he nod in response to Lu Batian, he just looked straight at Lu Batian, as if he wanted to stare Lu Batian out of some blood holes.

"The Holy Son of Qiu has asked Benxiang to raise troops not long ago, but the Holy Son of Qiu doesn't know the art of raising troops and controlling troops at all, and he is not an expert on the battlefield at all, how can he give orders to Benxiang?" Lu Batian is dissatisfied, his dissatisfaction with Qiu has reached a bottleneck.

It was because Lu Youruo broke into the Prime Minister's Mansion that Lu Batian knew about the eyeliner that Qiu had planted in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and this strong dissatisfaction reached the top.

But Lu Batian couldn't have a seizure, because he still needed to cooperate with the Holy Son of the Miao Curse Clan! If there is the Miao Curse Clan on the battlefield to help, Lu Batian may not be able to eat the royal army without a single soldier!

Qiu is not a fool, he understood what Lu Batian meant, and explained: "This saint is afraid that something will happen to the prime minister's mansion, if there is something that offends the prime minister, please forgive the prime minister, you and I are people in the same boat, this saint will not harm you!" ”

Hum! Lu Batian secretly snorted coldly in his heart, the Holy Son of Qiu is really good at talking, not so much as people in the same boat, it is better to directly say that it is more appropriate to take what each other needs!

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(Markor Literature-)