The indescribable Taoist Lord

"What do you think, young master?"

The car's frame was naturally not slow, but Ou Yanliang slowed down so that more people could see clearly the pomp of the bad guy, Mo Lin.

"Master Ou is very powerful."

Zhang Qinghe did not respond directly to Ou Yanliang. He only thought that this man looked tacky, but he was real in his wisdom in guessing people's hearts.

"Although the Holy Lord treats the entire Chang'an City as his own backyard, which makes it very difficult for us ministers, it is precisely because of this that your Majesty and you can meet at a Goulan wine shop in the East and West City."

Ou Yanliang's tone was full of the helplessness of a courtier, but Zhang Qinghe's mouth twitched when he heard it - what he heard more was that Li Mo, as the leader of a country, was out of tune.

Look at how much psychological damage has been done to the subordinates.

"but--"

Ou Yanliang hit the spiritual whip with a wave of his hand, and urged Mo Lin forward, about to pass the huge Canglong Gate standing in the east city.

"The young master obviously has direct contact with the Holy Lord, or is simply summoned by Yu Ling, but now he has informed me through the Holy Lord, and came to borrow the carriage from the Bad Company to enter the palace to meet the Holy Lord. The purpose is naturally self-evident."

"oh?"

Zhang Qinghe smiled, said nothing, and gestured for him to continue - after all, the road ahead was long, and it was good for many people to chat and explain.

"That's what Taihao Heaven has learned. The overall situation has been decided. There is no need for the young master to hide it. I can put His Majesty's support on the table openly and openly."

Ou Yanliang turned his head and smiled.

"After all, after the wind and rain have passed, the tree will begin to bear fruit, and the power in the hands will become stronger and stronger. Ordinary people can only take a detour and no longer dare to step forward to pick the fruit."

"Tall, Mr. Ou is really tall."

Zhang Qinghe couldn't help but applaud in his heart... Although this guess was completely inconsistent with what he thought in his heart, judging from what he revealed, it was reasonable.

After all, no one except him and Xu Jianshan knew that Xu Huaijin was still alive. Even if Ou Yanliang had doubts, he would not entertain other thoughts, just because Li Mo asked him to stop.

He was not from the Heavenly Palace either. Zhang Qinghe was unwilling and unable to tell the truth to him, so he kept chatting with him wordlessly.

"Yanshenghou will definitely support you with all his strength. Master Xu and Wang Shengren are loyal supporters of Yanshenghou's lineage. Since the moment that Haoran's righteousness emerged, Confucianism has dominated the world in Taihaotian, and I am afraid it will become popular in the future. ...The old scholars of Chang'an School had no other choice, so naturally the young master no longer had to conceal the fact that he borrowed the power of the royal family, but had to show it.

If the young master inherits the orthodox culture in the future, please speak kindly to Yan Liang in front of the sage. "

Ou Yanliang didn't care if his flattery was in the right place, he kept praising him.

He does not despise young people, but he came here at that time, and he knows in his heart that even a little unreasonable flattery will make these little kids excited.

Moreover, he did not come out of nowhere, bad people are the best informed, and the news that Xiao Xuantian will release recently is the thunderbolt that will shake the whole of Chang'an.

Moreover, Zhang Qinghe himself seems to have a very harmonious relationship with Prince Li Yan.

"Master Ou is serious."

Zhang Qinghe felt that he didn't know what to say when facing a player of Ou Yanliang's level.

While the two were dealing with each other, the carriage entered the palace, and Mo Lin stopped meekly.

"Well, Lao Ou, I will send him here today. Let me know when the young master is leaving. I will drive over by then."

"No, no, no, no, no..." Zhang Qinghe waved his hands repeatedly. "Master Ou, just send someone over, just send someone over."

"Alas, I feel uneasy if I am not here in person."

Only now did Zhang Qinghe really feel that this fat man was a top performer. When he got closer to Li Mo before entering the palace, he became more vulgar and humble.

"Zhang Shaolang, come with us. The Holy Lord has been waiting at Qiantian Hall for a long time."

Gao Ming persisted and Yun Zhan watched for a long time. Finally, he spoke and signaled to Ou Yanliang before leading Zhang Qinghe deeper into the imperial city.

Ou Yanliang was still smiling like that, and he stretched his waist until Zhang Qinghe slowly disappeared from sight.

If he were not a practitioner, it would be really difficult for a fat man.

He walked away slowly, leaving the car frame far away, as if the groveling situation just now did not exist.

"Zhang Shaolang thinks Mr. Ou is a little strange?" Gao Ming asked in a thin voice.

Zhang Qinghe smiled and shook his head.

"The one he respects is not me, but the one in Qiantian Palace, maybe... it's not the one in Qiantian Palace, but this huge Immortal Tang.

A major cultivator who can achieve this is worthy of respect. "

"Oh? Even if he adapts to the wind and flatters him?"

"It's just common sense. I think this person is quite real. He also seems to be a practical person. As long as he can do practical things, he can understand it no matter how worldly he is.

It is thought that people like him are indispensable in the Immortal Tang Dynasty. "

Gao Ming looked at Zhang Qinghe's face carefully for a long time, and saw that he didn't seem to be faking, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes——

There were many such people in the entire Immortal Tang dynasty, but there were very few people who could take it seriously like Zhang Qinghe.

Including Gao Ming himself is such a person.

"Zhang Shaolang...is somewhat similar to Shouzheng Gong."

Zhang Qinghe forced a smile. He heard Ou Yanliang say this once, and now he heard Gao Ming say it again. Will it have to be repeated a few times along the way?

"Young Master, go ahead and wait, we will go and pass the news first." Gao Ming led Zhang Qinghe to the front of the palace, and was about to go to the unparalleled and luxurious hall.

This Qiantian Hall is different from the Jinluan Hall. It is the boundary where the Holy Emperor of the Immortal Tang Dynasty managed and approved the government affairs, so it looks majestic and majestic but not ostentatious.

"No need, just bring him in. How can there be so many etiquettes of ordinary courtiers? They are all cultivators, so there is nothing to be pretentious about."

That undisciplined and majestic voice was extremely recognizable, echoing far and near, causing Gao Ming's face to turn green, and then he sighed softly.

"Then Young Master Zhang can go in by himself."

Zhang Qinghe only felt that the entire Immortal Tang court, Li Mo, the Holy Emperor, was really worried.

But then he thought of the old bird-funny man he had seen in Xiao Xuantian before, and felt that there was something fundamentally wrong with this Immortal Tang——

Well, the Li family is like this.

He walked slowly into the palace and saw the immortal emperor, who was wearing a purple robe loosely draped, with his chest exposed and his feet bare, sitting casually. There were memorials piled up on the ground around him, which made him look extremely... Tired.

"Here you go, find a place to sit on."

Li Mo greeted casually, without raising his head, and kept waving the jade pen in his hand, which made Zhang Qinghe feel a little flustered - he had decided on more than a dozen state affairs in less than a breath, affecting the fate of a whole government or a state without even saying it. , this is too scary...