The monarch and minister who heard this for the first time were very strange, thinking that Zhuge Chen was joking with him. After all, after getting along, this sword immortal who doesn't look like a sword immortal is his favorite in ordinary times. But when he looked directly at Zhuge Chen's sincere eyes, in order to be able to invite Zhuge Chen to his mansion, he didn't care that he would be teased by the other party as a fool, so he said firmly: "Not only the food, but also the wine." Even if I want a stunning woman to warm up the bed, I'll find a way. ”

Zhuge Chen smiled slightly, beckoned to the stall owner to bring a few fried fritters here, and then said: "This is not good, I am a person with Taoist couples, and the most taboo thing is casual." Something like a bed warmer, just talk about it, if one day my fellow Daoist finds out, I will have to shed my skin even if I don't die. ”

Looking at Zhuge Chen's frightened appearance, Junchen was extremely shocked at the moment. Although he hadn't seen Zhuge Chen's full attack, he also knew from the mouths of his subordinates that the other party's killing power was definitely above the bamboo basket. Even if he is not a cultivator of the realm of the Ultimate Dao, these two words are far from stopping the young white clothes today. It is very likely that the young practitioners of this era are witnessing the growth of another saint. Because in him, he only felt four words, and that was who else he was. The other one is now the master of the Bitter Sea Academy, the only saint realm cultivator in the entire world.

Since Zhuge Chen is already so godly, how wonderful should the woman who can suppress him be? For a while, Junchen felt that his brain was a little insufficient, so he simply didn't think about it, so he said: "Zhuge Sword Immortal, please rest assured, the woman will look for it, and I will never say anything." ”

Zhuge Chen showed a look of rotten wood that could not be carved, yawned, but warned the monarch and ministers not to find a woman to serve him, and after going to the prime minister's mansion in the evening, he turned around and left the breakfast stall. As for why he agreed to the invitation of the monarch and minister, on the one hand, it was because as the prime minister's concubine, it was not a simple matter for the monarch to come and invite him so down. Even if it is just to repay the favor, even if you refuse, you should not lose face on the other party. What's more, now that he is in the capital, Zhuge Chen, who has nothing to do, has no reason to refuse. It's better to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to ask for a glass of wine to drink, and save yourself money. On the other hand, it was because Zhuge Chen wanted to take this opportunity to find out where the city lord and Qianqiu were now. Although he has already asked Yan Qingqian, the prince of Yunmeng, who knows if he is reliable, and he can't put everything on one person, since he embarked on the path of cultivation, Zhuge Chen has never had such a habit.

He didn't rest all night, even if it stands to reason that the cultivators of the bamboo basket water realm have been able to do without sleeping or eating, but Zhuge Chen, who has entered the pseudo-realm, can't do this. Although his killing power is high now, and his physique is just as tough, he is no different from a mortal in ordinary times. A sleepless night was not an easy task for him. Therefore, Zhuge Chen now just wants to go back to the alley and lie on the bed, sleep until dark, and rush to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When he got back into the alley, he plunged into the futon. The crow also wanted to come over and ask him to have breakfast, but he didn't want to be rejected by Zhuge Chen on the grounds that he had eaten. Then he rolled over and fell asleep.

Walking out of the house, the crow also felt very strange, and said to himself: "Why are you so tired after not returning all night?

However, the crow is just talking ridiculously, in her opinion, in the matter of men and women, if Zhuge Chen is not a saint, then there is really no one who can be worthy of the four words Bingqing Yujie.

......

A day has passed in a blink of an eye. When dusk fell, Zhuge Chen opened his eyes, stretched his waist and jumped out of bed. He first changed into a white coat and wore it, and then went out of the house, and searched everywhere but found no sign of the crow. I made a pot of tea by myself, sat on a chair and drank it slowly. He brought this tea from heaven and kept it among mustard seeds. It's not that I don't drink because I'm distressed, but that there's no right time. This tea is called Qingshen Tea, and the tea is as its name suggests, and it can be refreshed after drinking. As the world in the pseudo-realm gets longer and longer, Zhuge Chen can always feel that he is unable to do so for some reason. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, but lately he has been distracted even when he thinks about something, let alone concentrates. For example, when he was fighting with the left and right protectors beside Yan Wu, although he behaved lightly, his own sword qi seemed to be disobedient, and he was almost about to attack him.

All this also made Zhuge Chen have to face his own pseudo-realm. After all, this trip is still too easy. When he left Yunmeng, he would have to put himself more in the place of death. Otherwise, if you really want to leave the endless hidden dangers of the pseudo-realm, you will really regret it in the end.

After drinking tea, Zhuge Chen closed his eyes for a while, and after feeling his qi return to its peak, he walked out of the house. I found that the crow was sitting under the eaves and chatting with the old women, and Bai Yi was not interested in listening. After all, there are only a few words over and over again, and most of them are still to inquire about his origin. It was said that it was him, and even the crow, who had always been patient, was a little annoyed. It's just that in the face of the old woman, she can't say anything, just listen, it's best to prevaricate in the past.

Seeing Zhuge Chen beckoning to her, the crow stepped forward and listened to Bai Yi say: "We don't need to make a fire to cook tonight, let's go to the prime minister's mansion and eat and drink!"

Crow asked with some surprise: "You are over there in the Prime Minister's Mansion, do you still have a relationship?"

Zhuge Chen smiled without saying a word, and moved a small bench to sit on the threshold. After a long time, he said: "It doesn't matter, it's just that it's hard to refuse." We're also good-looking people, so it's not a big deal to think about it, right?"

"I think you just don't want to spend money on wine and food!" Crow snorted coldly, left a sentence, and walked into the house to change clothes: "Let's go, let's go now?"

Zhuge Chen raised his head, glanced at the crow who was now dressed gorgeously and was like two people, and said: "As an assassin, shouldn't you have a few night clothes enough, buy such a one, not to mention the death price, the key is to show it to whom?"

The crow with slightly red cheeks who was said by Bai Yi glanced at Zhuge Chen, and walked straight forward: "You want to take care of it?"

The two hurried side by side towards the Prime Minister's mansion. There was a lot of traffic along the way, but Zhuge Chen didn't find it strange. After all, now that the flower banquet is imminent, not only how many people have poured into the imperial capital. As the prime minister, he naturally can't help but take care of things at this time. Tired is tiring, but it can also broaden your network. In the imperial capital, the best way to know what is happening in the outside world and the turmoil here is to secretly support your cronies. As long as they don't get involved in the party and government, even if they are discovered, the royal family will still not say anything. After all, it was under their own eyelids, and the royal family didn't even have this bit of confidence, so they just died on the dragon chair.

In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was already impassable. Zhuge Chen stood at the foot of the steps, as if waiting for someone. After a while, the monarch walked out of the mansion, came to his side and said, "Zhuge Sword Immortal, you are here." Hurry in, let's go through the side door, there aren't that many people there. ”

Zhuge Chen nodded and came down, and prepared to call the crows away. Unexpectedly, the other party waved his hand and rejected him, and walked into the distance, he should have met an old friend and rushed to catch up.

Junchen looked at the two of them and asked, "Could it be this ...... Is it Zhuge Sword Immortal's Taoist companion?"

Although he had never seen a crow, the first thought that came to his mind was that the two were not a good match. Although the woman is still good-looking, she is not beautiful, but she has a cold temperament like an iceberg. But compared to a sword immortal, it can only be said to be a high climb. He originally thought that the Taoist companion mentioned by Bai Yi was also a fairy-like figure, and it was precisely because of this that he wanted him to see his face. I didn't think about it and didn't get to that extent, so I was a little disappointed.

Zhuge Chen smiled and said, "Naturally not, a friend." My fellow is not in the imperial capital now, otherwise, she probably wouldn't have let me come here to drink. ”

As he spoke, Zhuge Chen walked into the prince's mansion. He looked around and found in the garden that the prince should be very frugal. It's no wonder that he can teach the prince to be so sensible.

The so-called wealth is no more than three generations, which is nothing more than the elders who think that their own foundation can last forever, even if it is squandered by their children, it will not fall overnight. But they didn't think that even a dynasty could not have a thousand generations, let alone an ordinary family, and all they could do was to extend it as long as possible.

This world is not a heaven, and there is only one person who can have an endless lifespan like a saint. There is no way to take care of his family at all times, let alone after reaching the realm of the True Dao, he has to face the ascension to the heavens.

Junchen nodded slightly, and then said: "In this case, Zhuge Sword Immortal, come with me, my father is now in the study." Hearing that the Sword Immortal was coming, he had been waiting there for a long time. ”

Zhuge Chen replied: "Then since this is the case, you can't let the elders wait too long, I'll go over." Minister, is there anything I need to pay attention to talking to your father, the prime minister?"

Junchen shook his head and said, "Father has a good temper and treats people modestly, so there is nothing to keep in mind. ”

Zhuge Chen turned his head and left after hearing this, but he always felt that the prime minister should have ulterior motives.