"Dao Chief, please!"

Chen Jinsong let go of the door and took the lead in leading the group inside.

Chen Ming followed closely behind, without the slightest restrained look. As the so-called art masters are bold, it is also applicable to Chen Ming.

Among the group, Chen Jinsong walked in the front, followed by Chen Ming, and the rest of the people, such as Xiang Qi and others, were still behind the two.

It stands to reason that an outsider like Chen Ming should not stand in such an important position no matter what, especially the people who stand with him can be regarded as the masters of this place.

But there was no trace of blame on everyone's faces, and everyone walked together, extremely coordinated, as if it should have been so natural.

This kind of thing is rare anywhere in the world, but it seems to be expected in the town and state office.

In the martial arts, the strong are respected, Chen Ming is the strongest here, and it may even be a number of existences in the world, not to mention that the position of the station is more noble, in fact, if it is not for Chen Jinsong to lead the way in front, he may have to go to the back of Chen Ming.

Although Chen Ming is just a nameless person who suddenly appeared, but Chen Jinsong is a feudal official who holds great power, and he has been in front of the emperor for nine days.

But Chen Jinsong also clearly knows what is the fundamental reason for him to sit on the throne of the director of the Chang'an Town State Administration, such as the town State Bureau, such a violent organ is not like other government offices, the position here is stronger than the other, if you want to get in, you have to have absolute strength.

However, even if he was promoted to the mythical realm of Danjin, Chen Jinsong was nothing in front of Chen Ming, but the report that had just been sent back to Qi had already revealed that Chen Ming had shown the strength of Danjin at the peak.

This is still the strength that Chen Ming has already shown, this Maoshan Dao Master who suddenly appeared, there is no record, as soon as he was born, he showed terrifying strength, who knows what terrifying energy is hidden under his thin body.

Even if you don't count the things he is hiding, just the peak cultivation of Dan Jin that he shows is enough to suppress Chen Jinsong, after all, Chen Jinsong has only just broken through, and he is a newcomer in Dan Jin, how can he compare with a big guy like Chen Ming.

"I haven't asked the Taoist Elder for his name, I don't know what to call it?" The group almost dispersed halfway through, and finally only Chen Jinsong, Chen Ming and Xiang Qi were left to step into Chen Jinsong's office together.

Chen Jinsong asked, lifted the tea set on the table, and slowly poured tea for Chen Ming and the others.

The smoke is endless, the heat is like the smoke of a farmhouse slowly rising, and the mellow aroma of tea wafts in the air, and the smell is clear to people's brains.

"Good tea!" Chen Ming couldn't help blurting out, although he was young and didn't study the tea ceremony deeply, the aroma of this tea was fresh, but it was not the kind of strong bitter tea fragrance, when it just floated to the tip of his nose, his saliva was already secreted uncontrollably. This kind of tea is something that anyone who has no experience in appreciating tea can recognize its preciousness.

Xiang Qi couldn't hold it at all, and swallowed the whole cup of tea in one gulp, which made Chen Jinsong feel distressed.

Bastard, that's the imperial tribute tea, from the old tea tree in the Huangzhuang, the old tea tree was transplanted from the south of the Yangtze River to the Huangzhuang, the quality is excellent, but the yield is very low, and it can't produce much tea in a year.

The Imperial Household Office can only pick about ten catties of tea from the Imperial Village a year, and some of these tea leaves are sealed in the emperor's private treasury for His Majesty's daily enjoyment.

Part of it became the emperor's reward for the honor of the ministers, as the so-called emperor is not a hungry soldier, although it is said that the monarch and the minister are different, loyalty to the monarch is the orthodox ideology of the Chinese country for thousands of years, but no matter which generation of emperors, as long as they are not stupid, it is impossible not to exert a little grace.

Chen Jinsong didn't have much of this old tea in his hands, or he made great contributions on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, and was rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor when he returned to Beijing to report on his work, but the total was only three or four taels.

He himself is reluctant to drink it on weekdays, and the tea cans are pressed at the bottom of the box, and he hasn't seen it for a long time.

Today is also to welcome Chen Ming, a distinguished guest, who was ruthlessly taken out!! Now that it was ruined by Xiang Qiniu's peony chewing, how could Chen Jinsong not feel distressed?

Xiang Qi drank it all in one gulp, and his face showed a look of intoxication, "Wonderful, wonderful, hahaha, sure enough, there are more good things here from the director." ”

Saying that Chen Jinsong squeezed his eyebrows and mixed with strange looks, if the members of the first team of the field team saw this scene, they would definitely be surprised, all along, Xiang Qi had set up a majestic and cold image in front of them, when had there ever been such a naughty child-like expression? ?

Chen Jinsong glared at him unceremoniously, "Thank you for your embarrassment, I invited the Taoist chief to eat this tea, you just rub it and drink it and steal the fun, what is the blame." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled politely at Chen Ming, "Let the Taoist see you smile." ”

Chen Ming shook his head, "Where, the relationship between the director and Xiang Yanci is close, and the friendship between colleagues is enviable. ”

"The poor Dao's surname is Lin, and he is the ninth disciple accepted by the master, and everyone in the master calls me Lin Jiu, and the director also calls me like this. ”

Chen Ming explained slowly, with a remarkable bearing.

"It turned out to be Lin Jiu Daochang, then I will take the liberty of calling Lin Dao Chang!!" Chen Jinsong suddenly realized, his voice changed, and he continued, "Listen to Lao Xiang said, Lin Daochang has something to communicate with the current dynasty, I don't know what it is, whether he can hear anything with Chen." ”

With a "bell", the teacup was rested on the coffee table, and Chen Ming suddenly straightened up solemnly.

Xiang Qi and the others who were surrounding Chen Ming were also shocked, and hurriedly looked at Chen Ming seriously.

Chen Ming claimed to have gone out of the mountain with the will of his master, and the weight behind this sentence was that Chen Jinsong was shocked.

To be able to cultivate a sect that has faintly entered the realm of land immortals, how terrifying the background and strength behind it should be, especially when Chen Ming said that he is the ninth disciple of Maoshan, that is to say, there are at least eight more in Maoshan as an existence like him, and there is also a mysterious and immeasurable master on it.......

God, you must know that in the entire Huaguo martial arts world, all the background is only nine land immortals, and the Maoshan faction, a sect that has never heard of a name, can actually take it out with its own strength, an enemy country...... It's scary!!

The news from such a terrorist force has to be taken seriously even by the Zhenguo Division, which is calling for wind and rain and is majestic on the land of China.