Longevity

"It's a pity to be such an empty chief." Chu Ling said regretfully: "There should be something to do."

As Sizheng, his supernatural powers are really powerful, and he must be able to do extremely well, which makes people look forward to it infinitely.

But he didn't do anything.

This is really a pity!

This is tantamount to throwing things out!

Fa Kong smiled and said: "Accumulate and not do it, this is the best choice for my situation. If I really want to do a good job of Si Zheng, the emperor will be restless and restless."

"Father, he..." Chu Ling suddenly showed a helpless look.

This is indeed a hassle.

The more powerful Fa Kong is, the more fearful his father is, the more he does things, the more vigilant his father is.

This is indeed a dead end.

Even if Fakong took the initiative to put on the shackles, the father was still uneasy. Unless the law was dead, as long as the law was alive, even if the martial arts and supernatural powers were disabled, the father would not be at ease.

She shook her head secretly.

With such cultivation and supernatural powers, how could it be possible for Fakong to die?

Fa Kong said: "It's good like this, you go."

"Alas!" Chu Ling sighed, nodded, and walked out unhappy.

Fa Kong smiled and watched her leave, shook his head, and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, he appeared in a shrine in Lingkong Temple.

Leng Feiqiong, dressed in a purple palace attire, was pacing in the yard, her robe fluttering.

In the field, Zhu Lanxin, dressed in a green outfit, is digging in the weeds, her movements are light and swift.

After a few times, she has gained enough experience to turn herself into an expert at weeding, and she will not recover from her clumsiness.

As soon as Fa Kong appeared, Leng Feiqiong immediately greeted him and saluted: "Master."

Zhu Lanxin raised her head and straightened her body, holding the handle of the **** with her palms, and bowed to Fakong.

Fakong Heshi: "Because of the Northern Supervision Department?"

Leng Feiqiong said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Master would become the Sizheng of the Northern Supervision Division. It's a surprise."

Fakong smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the situation was so pressing that I had to enter the court to protect myself."

"Could it be that Master is in danger?" Leng Feiqiong was startled, her face slightly solemn.

Fa Kong said: "If you don't do this, I'm afraid there will be trouble. It's very uncomfortable for the emperor to do this?"

Leng Feiqiong shook his head and said, "If someone else came to be Sizheng, I would naturally be unhappy, but it's Master, so it's too late to be happy."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "You... the mouth is not right."

Leng Feiqiong hurriedly said, "This is true!"

Fa Kong said, "You're used to being the head of the sect, so how can you get used to the fact that someone is in charge of you?"

How can someone who has been the boss like being the second child?

This is human nature.

"If it's someone else, I'm really not used to it, but if it's Master, it's different." Leng Feiqiong said, "I wish Master could come."

Master came to be the Sizheng, and he became the deputy Sizheng himself, so that they could be together often in the future.

The teacher-disciple relationship needs to be managed.

If there is only one name, but you don't see each other a few times all the year round, how can the relationship be deep?

Master not only has amazing magical powers, but also amazing knowledge and wisdom. Being by his side can benefit him immensely.

More importantly, you need to lay a solid foundation for your children.

Fakong looked at her and shook his head with a smile: "Beijing Supervision Division will stop later, just have a name."

Leng Feiqiong smiled and said, "Yes."

Fa Kong looked at Zhu Lanxin.

Zhu Lanxin is disappointed.

He is doing his best, and has spent a lot of time pulling so many people over to become the eyes and ears of the Northern Inspectorate.

Now he even said, do nothing, stop.

It doesn't get any more deceiving than this.

But one is the head and the other is the master of the head, what can I say? Just follow orders.

Leng Feiqiong smiled and said, "Lan Xin is scolding us in her heart."

"No!" Zhu Lanxin waved her hands hurriedly, and said with a smile, "How dare I, Sect Master, absolutely not!"

Leng Feiqiong said: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare."

Zhu Lanxin smiled embarrassedly: "But why, Master?"

"what why?"

"Why don't you do anything?" Zhu Lanxin said: "Master is Sizheng, the emperor will not care about it, just let go of his hands and feet, can Master allow those guys to mess around?"

She couldn't stand the corruption of those guys in the Nanju Division, and they were unscrupulous and overdoing many things.

There is also not a good thing in the green clothing department.

It is impossible to control oneself by restraining oneself alone, and external force is needed to supervise and punish.

Otherwise, their misfortune will become more and more serious.

Fa Kong shook his head: "Sizheng of the Northern Supervision Department, if he does nothing, it is an excellent position. If you want to do something, unless Feiqiong is the director, this is the worst position. position.”

If Leng Feiqiong was the chief minister, people would understand in spite of their resentment. After all, she was the emperor's woman, and it was only natural for her to have her heart toward the emperor.

And myself is different.

In essence, he is also a member of the martial arts, a disciple of Daxueshan, and he should have his heart in the martial arts, not the imperial court.

Once he does something, he is bound to be regarded as a traitor by various martial arts sects and will be lost by all.

Do you have to make this fool yourself?

Zhu Lanxin frowned in puzzlement.

Leng Feiqiong nodded thoughtfully, "Master really shouldn't do anything, that's all."

She turned her head and stared at Zhu Lanxin: "You are not allowed to be too busy!"

"...Yes!" Zhu Lanxin reluctantly agreed.

Leng Feiqiong stared at her.

Zhu Lanxin hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Sect Leader, I will never make another move, just let them all stop."

Leng Feiqiong nodded in satisfaction.

Leng Feiqiong said: "Master, I have a little doubt..."

She asked Fakong about martial arts training, and Fakong said a few words casually, clearing the fog in front of her eyes.

Leng Feiqiong nodded again and again, her eyes lit up, and she wished to sit down immediately and start her retreat.

Zhu Lanxin was at a loss.

When the cultivation base is not enough, listening to the two of them is like listening to a book from heaven, so he starts to dig the weeds.

—

early morning

The golden light of the sun shines through the window of the Humble Administrator's Hall, illuminating the main hall.

Chu Xiong's face was gloomy and gloomy.

He stared at the stack of memorials in front of him.

Jiao Quan stood next to Zhu Zhu not far away, motionless like a statue, for fear that a little movement would provoke the wrath of Thunder.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze.

Like the calm before a storm, it can erupt at any time, making people nervous.

"Jiao Quan!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jiao Quan complained bitterly and respectfully came to Longan.

"Let Wang Huchen roll over!"

"Yes." Jiao Quan responded immediately, and quickly retreated out.

In the blink of an eye, the suffocating silence once again returned to the hall.

Chu Xiong's heavy breathing could be heard clearly.

When Jiao Quan came back, he saw that Chu Xiong's face was still gloomy, and his heart was even more nervous.

At this time, there are really not long-sighted, I am afraid it will kill people.

Chu Xiong slowly opened the memorial, starting from the top of the stack, read one book and threw it away, read the entire stack in one go, and threw them all to the ground.

Jiao Quan carefully picked it up and placed it on Xuan Eu on the other side. If it was torn apart by throwing it too hard, it had to be carefully glued.

After a while, Jiao Quan said softly, "Your Majesty, Wang Huchen is here."

"Get in."

"Yes."

Jiao Quan quickly exited the hall and brought Wang Huchen in after a while.

Wang Huchen's wrists were still wrapped in white cloth, his expression was high, and he clasped his fists with both hands in a salute: "Chen Wang Huchen joins the emperor!"

"You did it, right?" Chu Xiong pointed at Xuan An on his left, and pointed at the stack of memorials: "You made it in series?"

"Your Majesty, is it about the priest Fakong's appointment as the Northern Superintendent?"

"Why do you know what to ask!"

"Reporting to the emperor, the non-ministers are connected!" Wang Huchen said solemnly: "The memorials written by the ministers at home have not been shown to the second person."

"So, you guys see the same thing as heroes?"

"Your Majesty, this is what the people want."

"What the hell!" Chu Xiong yelled.

Wang Huchen blushed suddenly, and said solemnly, "Your Majesty!"

"You guys are colluding to force the palace!" Chu Xiong shouted angrily, "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?!"

"Your Majesty, the monk Fakong should not be the chief of the Northern Supervision Division!" Wang Huchen said solemnly.

"Wang Huchen, you really don't know how to die!" Chu Xiong sneered through gritted teeth.

If he hadn't wiped his **** for him, this guy would have been turned into a wretch by Fa Kong long ago, and he would dare to interfere arbitrarily in his employment here.

"For the sake of the country and the people, why don't this minister die!" Wang Huchen was awe-inspiring.

Chu Xiong let out a sneer.

Wang Huchen looked at him with awe, showing dissatisfaction.

His heart of serving the country should not be ridiculed and ridiculed like this.

Chu Xiong looked at his unconvinced appearance and shook his head, feeling even more ridiculous.

In front of Fakong, he is like an ant, but he doesn't know it, he really thinks he can control Fakong's fate.

"Your Majesty, this matter is definitely not a series of ministers!" Wang Huchen said solemnly: "This heart can show the sun and the moon!"

"If you don't let him be the director of the Northern Supervision Department, what will you do?" Chu Xiong sneered: "Do you really want him to be a national teacher?"

"The national teacher is a false position." Wang Huchen said.

"The Northern Supervision Department is also a virtual post."

Wang Huchen said: "I heard that the Northern Supervision Division has been established. The previous division was Leng Guifei, and there are already many people in the division."

"You are quite well informed!" Chu Xiong hummed.

Wang Huchen said: "The Northern Supervision Division has a detached status and too much power, and should not be handed over to the Fakong God Monk."

"The Northern Supervision Division only has the power to supervise, not to dispose of." Chu Xiong said.

Wang Huchen said: "The power of supervision is already enormous."

Chu Xiong frowned and looked at him.

Wang Huchen said: "If the monk Fakong becomes the chief minister of the Northern Supervision Department, I am afraid that all the officials in the court will be shocked."

Chu Xiong stared straight at him.

Wang Huchen said: "The water is so clear that there will be no fish~www.readwn.com~ Your Majesty."

"Haha, hahahaha!" Chu Xiong suddenly raised his head and laughed.

Wang Huchen looked at him seriously.

After Chu Xiong laughed a few times, he shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that these words could come out of your mouth, Wang Huchen!"

Wang Huchen said: "For the sake of the country's society and the stability of the imperial court, it is not appropriate for the monk Fakong to be the chief of the Northern Supervision Department."

"Your Wang Huchen is thinking like this, what about these guys?" Chu Xiong pointed to the stack of memorials: "Are you guilty?"

Wang Huchen shook his head: "I don't know for the minister."

"Humph!" Chu Xiong sneered again and again.

Why not let Fakong be the director of the Northern Supervision Department?

They are scared!

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