I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 430 Everyone comes to impeach me

"when."

With a melodious bell vibrating in the void, a hole opened in the void ahead, revealing a majestic palace.

A group of gods, each wearing official uniforms, flew towards the main hall with auspicious clouds at their feet.

"Brother, how should we stand in the court discussion later?"

Among the countless gods passing by, there was a short, boy-like god with a dark face and a high forehead who tugged on the sleeve of a person not far away.

The man was concentrating on moving forward, but he was suddenly startled by someone leaning against him.

"You are the newly transferred god, right? I see that you are in the official uniform of the fifth rank. You will be standing next to me soon."

The god is also wearing a red official uniform, and he is also a god of the fifth rank.

"Okay, thank you."

A sweet smile appeared on the face of the black-faced boy.

Qiu Ping looked up at the main hall in front of him. Less than five days after he came back, he was being dragged to attend the court meeting.

The Shinto court meeting is held once a month, and all deities above the fifth rank of the entire imperial capital must participate.There is a major court meeting every six months, and officials of the seventh rank and above of the Imperial Capital participate in it.

What Qiu Ping encountered now was an ordinary court meeting.

He happened to be away from the Imperial Palace last month, so he was absent.

This time King Mingling directly issued a document, ordering him to participate, and he couldn't even run away.

"Brother, looking at your majestic appearance, you look like a dragon or a phoenix among the gods. I don't know where you can serve."

Qiu Ping got close to the god beside him.

Of course, what he said was completely nonsense.

The god in front of him was shriveled. Although the official uniform was custom-made, it still felt loose on him.

"The subordinate organizations of the Tiangong Department will be in charge of the Yamen and will be responsible for the production of Shinto weapons."

The god's face turned a little red after being praised by Qiu Ping, but his impression of the black-faced boy in front of him became much better.

After all, there are too few discerning gods these days.

"He is the revered god of Tiangong Division. I also have a friend in Tiangong Division named Luneng. Have you heard of him?"

Didn't we find this common topic? When he conquered the starry sky, the Tiangong Division also supported him with one manpower.

"It turns out that he is a friend of the master craftsmen of the Lu family. Although I am not familiar with Luneng, the Lu family has served me as the master craftsman of Tiangong for generations, and my memory is at its peak. Back then, I was fortunate enough to see many master craftsmen of the Lu family join forces to build a huge war fortress. That scene..."

With a common topic, the god became more interested in talking, and he immediately spoke excitedly.

"Ah haha, that's right. Master Luneng is good at building buildings. He can build such a big city in a matter of seconds..."

Qiu Ping also started chatting with this man, and the two of them walked towards the main hall while laughing and chatting.

Along the way, this god also met many acquaintances. Everyone usually worked in their respective yamen, and only at this time did they have time to meet each other.

As for Qiu Ping, who looked harmless and spoke nicely, he quickly became friends with a group of fourth- and fifth-grade officials.

"when."

In the void, the bell rang again, and the gods quickly entered the hall. None of them spoke anymore, and the scene quickly became quiet.

Qiu Ping stood among the gods. Because he was not tall, he was almost drowned by the crowd. "Little brother, why don't you stand here with me."

When the god saw Qiu Ping standing inside, covered by others, he wanted to give up the seat next to him.

After all, this is the first time to participate in the court meeting. It is good for the newcomer to stand outside so that King Minngling can see it.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, I'm fine standing here."

Being surrounded by everyone gave Qiu Ping a sense of security. After all, there were quite a few people in this hall who wanted to impeach him.

The god shook his head. He is still young after all. It is not that easy for us gods in the Imperial Capital to be promoted. Only by showing more presence in front of the leaders can we have the opportunity to progress.

By the way, I forgot to ask his name.

"when."

As the third bell rang, there was solemnity in the hall, and then several priests were seen walking slowly. King Minngling was dressed in black robes, wearing a purple crown on his head, and looked majestic.

All the gods half-bowed their bodies and saluted slightly.

King Mingling's requirements for etiquette are far more relaxed than when Taishi God was on the throne. Even ordinary gods do not need to pay homage to him when they see him.

Just like although he is the master of the divine way in the world, he still calls himself the city god and does not take the title of emperor.

"The heads of various ministries and departments came forward to make arrangements."

Following the announcement from the attendant priest, the bosses of various ministries and departments in the imperial capital came forward one by one to report on their work in the past month.

In fact, King Mingling has already known these things. The first step in the court meeting is to make the ministers report, because he hopes that the gods below will also know the recent trends in Shinto.

Otherwise, there will be poor communication between the top and bottom, the voices will be cut off, and the people below will have their heads buried in doing things without knowing why they are doing these things, which will easily breed complaints.

The heads of the Household Registration Department, Arms Department, Luck Department, Tiangong Department... and other departments came forward one by one. They were all gods of the second rank or above, and their ranks were as high as those of golden immortals.

Qiu Ping is not clear about many things in these ministries, but it seems that everyone is focusing on the "re-ordering of immortal books" recently. It sounds a bit like the International Games on Earth, when geniuses from all races in the world will be invited to the human world. , compete with each other, and the winner will naturally improve the ranking of the Immortal Book.

It is precisely because this matter is so important that all ministries and departments need to work closely together to make sure there is no room for error.

Qiu Ping was not interested in this matter. He was already No. 2. There would be no benefit in winning. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to lose?

This ministry performance lasted for a full hour. Little Loach hid in the crowd and felt drowsy.

After finally waiting until the matter was over, it was the spiritual official's turn to do something.

The full name of Lingguan is also called Yushi Lingguan. He is a big troll in the Shinto profession. He does nothing every day and only focuses on finding faults with Shinto officials.

Hearing that it was the Spirit Officer's turn to perform something, all the gods' hearts were slowly hanging, and even some third-level gods felt nervous.

After all, if someone finds out something, it will always be embarrassing.

"I am going to report to King Mingling, and I will impeach the new Bashui River Bodhisattva Qiu Ping, disrupt water transportation, oppress ordinary people, and cause resentment to rise..."

As soon as this started, an old man with a white beard and hair stood up and spoke loudly.

After he stepped down, dozens of imperial envoys and spiritual officials beside him all seconded their opinions, all of them impeaching Qiu Ping, and they even said the same thing.

This kind of momentum has not been seen by many gods for decades or hundreds of years.

Many middle-level gods were secretly glad that someone was taking the blame from the front. It seemed that this time the Imperial Envoy Spirit Officer had no time to trouble them.

I don't know what Qiu Ping looks like. I have heard about his reputation for a long time, but I have never seen him in person.

(End of this chapter)