Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Prime Minister Bigan returned in vain, and King Zhou's eyes darkened when he learned about it. Even though he was displeased, he knew in his heart that he was just a human emperor, but he couldn't be a fairy.

"Since that's the case, let's give it up. The tired emperor will take this trip."

"It's what the minister should do."

King Zhou nodded slightly, stepped down from the high position, and stood with Prime Minister Bigan, "From the perspective of the emperor, what kind of person is that Shaoyang Jun?"

"Shaoyang Jun's hair is like a flowing spring, his eyes are shining like stars, his demeanor is superb, and he is naturally noble."

Just a few words express Donghua's demeanor, and King Zhou yearns for it.

"When we first saw each other, it's a pity that we couldn't talk more."

But Prime Minister Bigan said: "Only seeing Lord Shaoyang, it is not difficult to see that his heart is strong, he must have experienced many things; he is not a simple fairy, unlike Jiang Ziya and Wen Zhong, this Lord Shaoyang seems to be a Life is precious by birth, with a magnanimity and endless words."

"Uncle Huang said so, Gu became more and more curious." King Zhou looked outside the imperial city, "Uncle Huang, do you think it is feasible if Gu visits out of the city?"

"Your Majesty is the emperor of the world, so there is no need to be like this."

"But I want to go alone." King Zhou yearned for it. As a god, he had seen Wen Zhong's brother Wen Zhong, who was good at fighting; he had seen Jiang Ziya's elegance and strategy; Only then did I realize that he was more like an emperor.

Standing aloof and looking down on everything, standing in front of him has an urge to bow down.

Prime Minister Bigan thought about it, and said: "If your majesty really wants to go, it's not impossible, but you have to hand in the letter of worship; Lord Shaoyang is not like ordinary people in the world, and you can't look at it according to the etiquette and customs of the world, but ours The etiquette is in place, when you treat Lord Shaoyang, you should be courteous and not cross the line, maybe we can see each other."

"You're right, let the emperor arrange it." King Zhou thought more, and if this was the case, he persisted; maybe he could invite this Shaoyang Lord.

It's man-made.

He is not reconciled to giving up lightly.

Prime Minister Bigan got the order, and when he returned to the mansion that day, he personally drew up a greeting card and sent it to Jiang's mansion.

At this time, Jiang Ziya returned to the mansion, just in time to hear the concierge's report, and received a letter of greeting from Prime Minister Bigan's servant; he couldn't help but support his forehead, why can't these people live in peace, his nephew is a good friend of it?
If you can't figure out each situation, come to inquire.

However, when he opened the invitation, he saw the name of King Zhou on it; he couldn't pretend that he couldn't see it, so he had to take the invitation to Donghua.

"Martial nephew, come and see, King Zhou actually wants to visit you."

Donghua was neither salty nor indifferent to him, so he took a look at the invitation post and then threw it away indifferently, "Come here as soon as you come, it's not like you haven't seen it before."

Jiang Ziya sighed, sitting next to Donghua who was not showing any signs of information, and took a look at the book in his hand; it turned out to be a Buddhist book. Pour tea and drink.

"Martial Nephew, Prime Minister Bigan came to visit you today?"

"Didn't you know it!" He asked.

Jiang Ziya remained expressionless, as if he wasn't the one being said, "What is his purpose for coming to you?"

"Don't you know!"

Yes, this is very Donghua.

He didn't ask anything, and said dejectedly: "Before the king said he wanted to invite you to the court, I refused; I only guessed that according to King Zhou's temperament, he would not give up easily, but he didn't expect that he invited Prime Minister Bigan."

"Prime Minister Bigan has a clever heart, is upright, and considerate in dealing with things; he probably thinks that he can come forward to make a deal with you. If you can enter the court, the worries in King Zhou's heart will be relieved."

"Not at all." Donghua directly dispelled it, "As an emperor, while he is majestic and powerful, suspicion is also indispensable; even if I enter the court, King Zhou will not really feel at ease. There are gods in the court, and they are A god with high cultivation and high status, do you think King Zhou can sleep peacefully?"

Although the former co-lord of heaven and earth never worried about these things, when he crossed the catastrophe, as a mortal emperor, he did have these thoughts; therefore, he especially empathized with them.

As an emperor, the whole world is the king's land, how can people endanger his position?
Jiang Ziya was speechless, he had never been an emperor, only a minister.

"Donghua, do you want to join the dynasty?"

"What do you do when you enter the court? You are exhausted, you have little salary, you are at the mercy of others, you get up earlier than chickens, and you go to bed later than dogs?"

Jiang Ziya was speechless, he couldn't speak; if he spoke again, he would be bullied again, so he silently served tea and left, he couldn't afford to be provoked or hide!

After Donghua watched the man leave, he swung a wave of mana, and the gate of the courtyard closed without any wind.

Jiang Ziya looked back at the closed courtyard door, shook his head and laughed; Jiejiao is really a magical place, the monks have different personalities, and the personalities of Wen Zhong, Yu Yuan and others that he has seen are all different, as is the case with Donghua today.

Also, the same is true for the little senior sister, don't look at her as gentle and easy to talk, with a heart; but he knows that the little senior sister is absolutely fierce when it comes to fighting.

As it was rumored in the prehistoric times, one who had just been promoted to be a quasi-sage could overwhelm Patriarch Styx to fight; that was a quasi-sage who came to play, and no one knew exactly how much he had.

That's not right, the younger sister should know the background of Patriarch Styx; after all, she has seen it before!Being able to beat people under pressure shows that the ancestor Minghe is poor in skills.

Donghua!
I have never seen his fighting style before, but I know that it should be in the same line.

Donghua, who came from the same line, was holding the book slips to read at the moment, so he didn't have the mind to pay attention to the outside world; these years, although he didn't need to cultivate himself with Buddhist theories, the habits he had developed over the years also allowed him to read some Buddhist books.

The next evening.

At the end of the day, King Zhou, accompanied by Prime Minister Bigan, came to Jiang's Mansion; they came in low clothes, without a car, but no one recognized King Zhou.

The concierge saw Prime Minister Bigan, but he knew people.

"Prime Minister Bigan."

"Brother, we are here to visit the distinguished guests in your house, please let us know."

"You don't need to pass it on. The master said that if the prime minister comes, you can just go in." The porter stepped aside and bowed to invite, "The prime minister came to the mansion yesterday, just go in. The distinguished guests have been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. .”

Waiting for a long time is good to say, people are very busy every day.

"Thank you." Prime Minister Bigan thanked him lightly, and then invited King Zhou to enter the mansion together; he found the courtyard where Donghua was located by familiar ways, and the courtyard door was wide open. The purpose of entering was the neatly arranged houses. When Wang entered the yard, he saw Donghua lying on his back under the tree with his eyes closed and meditating.

Today, he is wearing white clothes with gold trim, which is the same color as his hair, making him even more ethereal like a fairy.

"Mr. Shaoyang, please be polite." Prime Minister Bigan bowed.

King Zhou didn't move.

Donghua opened his eyes and glanced at them, raised his hand, and tapped the table with his fingertips, "Donghua is loose, you can do whatever you want."

He recognized King Zhou, and he didn't intend to greet him; there was no need to greet him, except for a few saints and elders of the generation of the master, he didn't need to cater to anyone.

This is the confidence.