The indescribable Taoist Lord

The Golden Palace of Immortal Tang Dynasty, with its nine pillars and dragons, is extremely noble in the human world. It also has a dense purple aura, just like an immortal dynasty on earth. In the great hall where the fate of half of the people in Zhongtian is decided, hundreds of officials are quietly waiting for the arrival of the human emperor.

——Although it was still early, many officials were monks, so the concept of morning and evening was not so important.

When Li Mo appeared outside the palace, there was not much ostentation. He was just guided respectfully by Gao Ming, and he naturally felt like an imperial majesty of a humane saint.

He was dressed in a purple robe, and this time there were nine dragons lingering on it, which was a decoration. It was flowing with a faint charm of the Holy Spirit, and it seemed as if it was about to fly out the next moment. Li Mo's eyebrows were majestic and cold, as if he was holding the throne of the world. He walked up slowly, walked up to the pavilion, and sat on the chair of one of the dignitaries above his head in Zhongtian.

At this moment, Li Mo no longer looked so casual - after all, he was the biggest face of the Immortal Tang Dynasty. As a human emperor and a holy king, he was believed by all people like the sun and the moon. What should he do on any occasion? Li Mo always knew what was going on.

However, the officials were well aware of his urinary nature, so they did not hold this morning court in ten years. It must be that there were too many important things in recent days, and they were gathered together, so that this ancestor had no choice but to start the trivial process of deliberation in the past ten years.

"There is no need to talk about local officials entering the capital and resigning to serve. It is left to you and others to handle it yourself. Although there are rules in Xian Tang, they are not so rigid."

Li Mo's ordinary face contrasted with the majestic throne, but it looked extremely oppressive. If it weren't for the "old acquaintances" who had worked together for ten years or hundreds of years, I might still be intimidated by him.

"Tell me what you think about the Imperial College affairs and the recent turmoil in Zhen'an."

The Demon King kicked this troublesome ball straight to him. Zhang Qinghe did not intend to hide his identity as a young commander, but there was always a risk in exposing him too early. Now that he is gone, he is so bold. Hang out his sign——

The evil spirits can look for trouble, but whether they can find it or not is a matter of debate.

Moreover, Wang Zhixin came to visit a while ago and told Zhang Qinghe what he was thinking, which made Li Mo also have his own considerations.

If I want to investigate something, I'll try my best to cooperate - it's not troublesome anyway, and the Cangjiang side is indeed not peaceful.

"Zou, I heard that evil spirits were involved in the demon disaster in Zhen'an City, and I boldly asked the Holy Lord for orders to lead bad guys to investigate the matter and find out what kind of cooperation the demons and evil spirits had reached."

Ou Yanliang was the best at making jokes. When everyone present was embarrassed, this fat man stepped forward and acted like a good old man. He got clever and started to go off topic without leaving a trace, saying some politically correct words, and he immediately received a wave of support. .

"What Mr. Ou said is absolutely true."

"The evil monsters and the nest of snakes and rats should really be killed."

Everyone present does not understand that the Imperial College is a peach that the Li family of Immortal Tang Dynasty finally picked. Who dares to point fingers? As for Zhen'an, it is a piece of private land owned by the Li family. It is estimated that it has been spread in Xiaoxuan Tian for a long time. If anyone dares to comment on it, they are really ignorant.

All the officials in the court could only offer some "constructive opinions" at most. Who would be so shameless and come straight up to teach the Holy King how to do things? In the final analysis, this huge Immortal Tang is still the domain of the Li family.

They all knew that Xiao Xuantian had probably already made a decision on these things. How could they dare to say more about such important matters that determine the lifeline of Immortal Tang.

Moreover, people with a keen sense of smell have already smelled certain signs and are prepared in their hearts.

"Uncle Wang returned to Beijing a while ago and adopted an adopted son."

Li Mo was thinking about how to make nonsense, and suddenly an idea flashed - Zhang Qinghe was no longer at the scene, so it was okay for him to make nonsense at will.

"Everyone must already know that they are the saint sons in Chang'an School, Zhang Qing and Zhang Shaolang, the prospective consorts of Princess Mingyue."

There is something interesting here. Originally, Chang'an School was only about walking in the world, and there was no such thing as a holy son. This is because the third ancestor of the Li family heard that Zhang Qinghe was traveling far away and gave Wang Zhixin the sign of "Walking in the World", and grabbed Wang Xuan's goatee and told him to come down.

Wang Xuan, Xu Jianshan and other saints did not agree before. To say that there is truth is against the holy way. The two words "sage" and "zi" have special meanings in the literary world. There have always been only sages who have written books and have never seen the word "sage". It can be crowned by children. Moreover, there has already been a movement, and when a power struggle arose, who would they cry to?

However, the Third Patriarch refused to give in. In one sentence, these old scholars were silenced and could not utter a word.

His original words were - "You saint Yashengdut Niang dares to call yourself a saint, so what if you add a saint son?"

How could they dare to speak? This was clearly what Zi Pingzi had done back then, insisting on showing off his appearance and dignity.

After Li Mo said this, he glanced around. No one was surprised, everyone had a look of understanding that the old god was there. Regardless of whether they are rich or powerful, these people are all seasoned, both sharp and calm.

"Uncle Wang admired him very much and asked him to take over."

"Mr. Caihua is extremely talented and gifted. He is less than ten years old and yet he is on the list as a young man. He is indeed worthy of being the young commander of Zhen'an."

A rather solemn middle-aged official walked out, looking particularly aura, and spoke slowly.

Li Mo took a closer look - oh, this is still an old acquaintance.

"He Qing seems to be very supportive?"

He looked at the minister, He Muyang's father, with a smile on his face, which was incomprehensible.

"Zhenan is in turmoil, and it is difficult to maintain the heirs of His Highness the Demon King. Since that person also appreciates it, it is a more appropriate choice."

"yes……"

"indeed so."

"What Lord He said is true."

When someone started to speak, the officials began to respond again, which made Li Mo want to rub his temples.

"Then the next item is that since we have confirmed that he is the Marshal of Zhen'an, we need to give him a title. Wouldn't it be a bit shabby not to give him a title of Marquis?"

"Isn't Zhang Shaolang a disciple of Yanshenghou? Now that Yanshenghou's lineage is gone, why not let him inherit the holy title?"

"No, the title of Marquis of Yansheng has always been directly inherited by the Li family. It is better to take the iron-blooded sword he had previously named on the Qilin Ranking and call him Iron-blooded Marquis. It is very masculine."

After all, Li Mo still loved the baby - since everyone was gone, it was better to satisfy his desire to change his title. So he winked at Ou Yanliang, and Ou Yanliang quietly went to Beijing to report on his work. My eyes are resting and I don't want to get involved in these trivial things.

Yan Xi was stunned and saw all the civil and military officials in the court staring directly at him, knowing that his opinions represented the opinions of the Demon Suppressing King and Li Mo.

It’s not like no one has noticed those particularly obvious little moves.

Yan Xi touched his nose and listened to the voice transmission——

"Let's call him the Champion. The great giant of the sky demon has no trouble for himself. Thousands of troops avoid the green robe. His bravery is the champion of the three armies, and his strength is the champion of the three armies."

There was reminiscence in Yan Xi's eyes, as if he remembered the young man in green who looked like a god at the top of Zhen'an City.