Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

In the blue sky, there are pieces of clouds floating, and Feitian Pavilion is looming in the clouds, like a mythical heavenly palace.

King Ming led a group of people and drove hundreds of carriages, breaking through the clouds and arriving in front of Feitian Pavilion.

Looking at Feitian Pavilion, which was shrouded in worldly desires, everyone stopped and did not dare to get close to the poison-like thing.

Prince Ming took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Taoist Master Wan Yu, Xiao Wang has come to see you on behalf of your royal brother. Please also ask Taoist Priest to show up to see you."

After a brief silence, suddenly the world of mortals parted to both sides, revealing a passage, and then Gu Liufang walked out of it.

"Master of the ancient pavilion."

King Ming bowed his hand, and others also paid tribute.

Gu Liufang's face was calm, but there was a sigh in her heart. It was different to have a strong backer.

If it were in the past, any one of these people in front of her would be so powerful that she could not hold her head up in Feitian Pavilion.

But now, in front of her, these people all looked down on her and looked down upon her. They were even smoother than her grandson.

However, Gu Liufang did not put on airs, because she knew very well who these people were attacking with such a gesture.

"His Royal Highness Prince Ming."

Gu Liufang bowed slightly like a willow blowing in the breeze: "Taoist Master Wan Yu has something to deal with, and it is not convenient to see guests, so I asked the slave family to come out and ask, what do you want?"

Doesn’t that smelly Taoist priest know what’s going on?

Are you actually allowed to ask questions here knowingly and treating us like monkeys?

Everyone felt so depressed that they had no choice but to continue to pretend to be submissive.

Prince Ming licked his lips and tried his best to smile as brightly as possible: "Master Gu Pavilion, my imperial brother has issued a decree to confer Master Wan Yu as the national preceptor."

Gu Liufang frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, the Taoist priest seems to have said before that he is not interested in the national preceptor who has no real power."

"No, no, no, the Pavilion Master has misunderstood. How can the majestic Imperial Master have no authority?"

King Ming hurriedly explained: "Brother Huang has announced to the court that as long as the Taoist priest takes over the post of national preceptor, he will be able to intervene in all matters of cultivation within the borders of the Lieyang Empire."

"The Imperial Preceptor's position is comparable to that of the Emperor. Regardless of whether he is a relative of the emperor or an important official in the court, when meeting the Imperial Preceptor, he must behave like a minister."

"Furthermore, the Imperial Preceptor also has the power to appoint and remove officials. As long as they are officials below the third rank, the Imperial Preceptor can directly remove them from their official positions without the emperor's consent."

"In addition, the national division can also be mobilized at will. Any large camp within the country can have an army of less than 100,000 for its own use."

"In addition to these, the emperor also ordered someone to send a hundred carts of precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures as a gift to the Taoist Priest. Each of these treasures can be said to be rare in the world."

"Pavilion Master, do you think this apology is sincere?"

Sincerity?

This is no longer a question of sincerity, it can simply be said to be a big hemorrhage.

Arbitrarily appoint and remove officials below the third rank?

Can an army of less than 100,000 be mobilized, or can it be used for private purposes?

Gu Liufang had never heard of any official in the court having such power.

She expected that the court's apology would be generous this time, but she didn't expect it to be this big.

So she pursed her lips and said, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will go in and report to the Taoist Master."

"Excuse me, Pavilion Master."

Seeing Gu Liufang turn back, King Ming looked calm, but in his heart he was also impressed by his brother's courage.

In order to stabilize Taoist Wan Yu, the emperor really spent a lot of money this time.

But it doesn't matter, what they want is that in the short term, Taoist Wan Yu will no longer go against the court. As for the future?

When the Holy Ancestor Chu Jinghong comes back, what power and position of national master will be taken back by the Holy Ancestor with just one word?

No matter how powerful Taoist Wanxi is, he is only a saint after all. How can he be more powerful than the Holy Ancestor?

"Huh, I'm going to compromise now, and in the future, I will take revenge for today!" King Ming secretly gritted his teeth.

Not long after, Gu Liufang came out again: "Your Majesty, the Taoist Priest invites you."

"Haha, I'm sorry to trouble you, Pavilion Master."

King Ming smiled, and then let everyone drive their cars and follow Gu Liufang into Feitian Pavilion.

They flew all the way and soon arrived outside Ming Huanyan's yard.

The world around the courtyard was filled with lust, and the disciples of Feitian Pavilion loomed among them, while the wonderful music of the piano continued to be heard in the courtyard, which actually relieved everyone's previously aggrieved mood.

"I have long heard that Mrs. Ming's piano skills are exquisite. Now when I hear it, it is like fairy music. It is really amazing."

King Ming praised.

"Haha, the prince is so complimentary."

Gu Liufang smiled and pushed open the courtyard door: "Your Majesty, the courtyard is small and cannot accommodate so many people, so we can only invite the prince and Lord He to go in. As for the other adults, there will be disciples who will take you to rest."

"Okay, guest, host, please do as you wish."

Prince Ming did not refuse and walked in first, followed by He Xun who had been silent all this time.

The courtyard door behind him slowly closed, and suddenly the entire courtyard seemed to become a closed space. Even though the sky could be seen above, no movement from outside came in.

The yard is very quiet.

King Ming looked up and saw Ming Huanyan playing the piano in the pavilion in the center of the lake.

There was a deck chair by the lake, and Zhao Mu was sitting on it, closing his eyes and listening to the piano.

King Ming cupped his hands and said, "Greetings to the Taoist Master."

"Haha, the prince is here."

Zhao Mu sat up from the recliner and said with a smile: "How are you doing, Your Majesty these days?"

not good!

These past few days, I have been on tenterhooks, fearing that you, a madman, would do something scary again.

The King of Ming secretly complained, but smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, I am fine these days."

"Master, the incident involving Wang Lian, the Minister of Rites, was completely his own delusion. My brother never agreed to his proposal, so please believe that the court has no ill will towards you."

"Haha, I naturally believe in the court. Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and of course he will not listen to the instigation of villains."

Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Just for such a small matter, His Majesty actually issued an order in person. I feel guilty!"

Feel guilty?

Feel guilty that you also destroyed my Lieyang City?

Make my court lose face?

"No, no, no, Wang Lian is a senior official in the court after all. Even if that was just his personal idea, since he offended the Taoist priest, my brother believes that as the emperor, he still has the responsibility for not disciplining him strictly."

"So to express his apology, my brother ordered people to send the canonization documents and a large number of natural treasures to show my brother's sincerity in apologizing to the Taoist priest."

As he said, the King of Ming handed the imperial edict in his hand to Zhao Mu.

He did not mean to read the imperial edict, after all, there was always a feeling of superiority. He was afraid that he would be slapped to death by the person in front of him halfway through reading it.

However, he was also certain that the Taoist Wanyu would not refuse such a heavy apology.

After all, the authority granted in the imperial edict was too great.

The King of Ming would never believe that anyone in the world could refuse such a huge authority.

The Taoist Wanyu in front of him would not be an exception.