"I'm here to make you know how to do things!"

Xiao Fat's voice was a little loud in a hurry, and Yuan Fei Daojun was scared out of a cold sweat, and hurriedly nodded: "Great-grandson understands!" ”

"Well, that's evidence." Chubby spread out his hand, and there was a colorful feather lying in his palm.

Yuan Fei Daojun raised his hands and respectfully took the feather and looked at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this feather was not ordinary.

Could it be the tail feathers of the heavenly bird?

He was immediately overjoyed: "Emperor Gaozu, this is Feng Yu?" ”

Chubby: ...... How dare you think about it?

He couldn't tell the truth that it was the hair that Jiang Fuyuan plucked from the butt of the pheasant at home, it was too uncompelling, so he could only shake his head.

Yuan Fei Daojun asked again: "Is that the divine bird Danque?" ”

Chubby still shook his head.

Yuan Fei Daojun asked again: "Isn't it three-legged Ujin?" ”

The little chubby who was finally annoyed by the question frowned, and after leaving a sentence that the heavenly secret could not be revealed, he turned into a golden light and left.

"Emperor Gaozu!" Yuan Fei Daojun woke up suddenly and shouted loudly.

When the maids of the night palace heard the movement, they hurriedly lifted the curtain: "Your Majesty? ”

After Yuan Fei Daojun took a few breaths and calmed down for a while, he looked around, it was the dormitory he was familiar with.

Fang Cai was just a dream, there was no Emperor Gaozu, and there was no divine envoy to help him through the catastrophe.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand: "It's okay, let's all step back." ”

The maids of the night palace looked at each other, and after answering the yes, they slowly lowered the bright yellow curtains.

It was still early, Yuan Fei Daojun lay back and wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly felt an itch on the back of his neck, and he reached out to touch it, and it turned out to be a colorful feather.

He stared at the feathers and was stunned.

Everything in the dream just now was not a void, his grandfather, the emperor Gaozu of the Great Shun Kingdom who had been driving Hexi for many years, really came to him.

So...... The calamity is real, and so is God's envoy!

The secret guard reported before that the people of Bozhou now believe in the Immortal Zun of the Kite, which is in line with what the Emperor Gaozu said, and the envoy of the Immortal Zun of the Immortal Statue of the Guardian is not ...... Mu Cizhan?

——

Xiaopang completed the task, retreated in the golden light of more than a dozen amulets, and when he returned home, Jiang Fuyuan had not yet slept and was waiting for him.

"How?" Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyebrows, and his tone was brisk, so that Xiaopang couldn't tell for a moment whether this was a question about whether things were going well, or a sentence of self-satisfaction with his careful planning.

But the master of his own house should be wanton, groveling, doing something low, it will never appear to her.

Xiaopang was extremely happy to praise Jiang Fukite: "It's exactly the same as the master expected, when the emperor wakes up and sees the token, he will definitely believe what he saw in his dream." ”

Jiang Fuyuan nodded: "Okay." ”

Recalling his majestic appearance as the emperor's ancestor, Xiaopang grinned: "I didn't expect that I would also be bowed down by the emperor one day." ”

"You are saving his life this time, and you shouldn't be on his knees." Jiang Fuyuan's tone was calm, but the words he said were terrifying, "You are his second parent, he should call you father." ”

Chubby: "Oh, then I was his grandfather in his dream just now, and this generation will be messed up." ”

Jiang Fuyuan waved his hand indifferently: "You can do whatever you want, if you are willing, you can be his grandmother in his dream next time." ”

Chubby: ...... Not necessarily.

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On the day of the award banquet in the palace, unlike the usual civil and military officials, in addition to the soldiers and Taoist servants who went to Bozhou together, only the civil and military generals with higher positions could enter the banquet.

On the east side of the main seat, the ninety-five dignity sits in a precarious position, on the right is the seat of the prince and concubines, and on the right is a special seat specially set up for the immortal chief of the Dao Palace.

When Jiang Fuyuan walked into the banquet under the guidance of the palace people, he was surprised to find that Chi Xinsu was actually standing on the right side of the emperor.

He is still dressed as a non-Taoist priest, holding ivory to whisk the dust, his face is expressionless like a godless wax figure, and only the three small pigtails behind the left and right ears add a bit of popularity to him.

Seeing Jiang Fukite come in, a gust of spring breeze suddenly blew on his ancient and waveless face, the corners of his lips hooked, and he winked playfully at Jiang Fukite.

His sudden smile attracted the attention of the young man around him, and the young man tilted his head and asked softly, "What is the ninth brother laughing at?" ”

Chi Xinsu smiled in seconds and returned to an expressionless appearance: "The second brother really sees the six roads with his eyes and his ears look at all directions. ”

The second prince, Chi Dongchuan, smiled gently: "The ninth brother is rarely happy, and he is naturally a little more attentive to his brother." ”

This scene of disrespect between brothers and friends did not escape the emperor's eyes, and he tilted his head unhappily and said, "Lao Jiu, what are you doing here, go and sit with the immortal elders." ”

Chi Shinsu said yes with an expressionless face, and then walked to the left.

He walked too naturally and calmly, as if he didn't know what it meant to go from the right seat reserved for the princes and concubines to the seats where the Taoist priests of the Dao Palace were located.

Seeing that his only brother in the blood did not change his face and walked farther and farther, Chi Dongchuan had a smile on his face.

He thought: Maybe this brother of his knows everything, but he doesn't care.

Chi Dongchuan quietly glanced at the man in the highest position, the man who was the Ninth Five-Year Emperor but claimed to be Yuan Fei Daojun, his biological father, at this moment, he didn't even give a superfluous look to his sons.

It is said that the emperor is ruthless, and the emperor who is dedicated to cultivation is afraid that he will forget how to write the love word.

The auspicious time has arrived, and the ceremonial officer dragged the singing voice to announce the official start of the award banquet.

As the main force of the Bozhou Town Demon, several people stepped forward to discuss the merits, Chi Xinsu, Zhong Yifeng and the two Taoist attendants stood still, then knelt down and saluted, and said in unison to see Your Majesty.

Only Jiang Fuyuan stood upright, as if he hadn't heard Chi Xinsu and Zhong Jifeng anxiously whispering reminders beside him.

When everyone saw that she didn't kneel, they said in their hearts that this woman is a woman after all, didn't they see that Your Majesty was scared stupid?

The royal front is rude, but I am afraid that my life will not be saved.

When they sighed for their lives, the topmost emperor stood up excitedly and said continuously: "Quick, for Mu ......"

His voice paused, and then he ordered: "Bring a chair for the fairy girl!" ”

It's so dangerous, I almost blurted out the name of the god envoy, and it is disrespectful to call the name of the god.

Yuan Fei Daojun applauded himself in his heart, I am really smart!

Everyone was stunned, not understanding how the emperor could react like this.

Shouldn't we be held accountable first, and then be executed with a cane outside the noon gate?

Even the little eunuch who has followed the emperor since he was a child, and now the chief administrator of the Ouchi wonder if his ears have not been plucked out for too long and he is hallucinating.

There was hesitation in his voice: "Your Majesty wants to give you a seat?" ”

Yuan Fei Daojun was extremely nervous, what kind of gift, the gift is a reward from above to below, and the use of the word to God is too offensive!

If it weren't for the Emperor Gaozu's refusal in his dream, he would have wanted to move the dragon chair under his ass to the divine envoy to sit on.

After all, the head of Ouchi is the head of Ouchi, and as soon as the emperor lifts his buttocks, he knows what kind of fart His Majesty is going to put out.

Seeing that the corners of Long Yan's mouth twitched slightly at this moment, he immediately turned around and scolded the little eunuch behind him: "Why don't you go and move the Huanghuali soft chair!" ”

If it was someone else, even if the emperor gave him a seat, he would have to thank him several times before he could take a seat, but now it was Jiang Fuyuan, and she sat on the emperor's chair to give him face.

So in the horrified eyes of everyone, she sat smoothly and steadily.

After sitting down, she touched the handle of the chair and felt the warm touch of her palm, and she commented, "This chair is good." ”

Yuan Fei Daojun immediately continued: "If the Immortal Gu likes it, I can give it away...... Ah no, please take it. ”

All:......

What's the situation, why is His Majesty so eager for her, and there is a strange respect in the eagerness......

(End of chapter)