Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"It's such a pity to just be such a short-term Sizheng." Chu Ling said regretfully: "I should have done something good."

As Sizheng, his magical powers are really as powerful as a tiger, and he will definitely do an excellent job, which makes people have unlimited expectations.

But he just didn't do anything.

This is a real pity for a magical power!

This is tantamount to a waste of natural resources!

Fakong smiled and said: "Yunbuzuo is the best choice for my situation. If I really want to do a good job in Sizheng, the emperor will be restless and uneasy."

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

This is indeed a problem.

The more powerful Fakong is, the more afraid his father is; the more Fakong does things, the more wary his father is.

This is indeed an unsolvable knot.

Even if Fa Kong takes the initiative to put on the shackles, his father is still worried. Unless Fa Kong is dead, as long as Fa Kong is alive, even if his martial arts and magical powers are useless, his father still cannot feel at ease.

She shook her head secretly.

How could it be possible for Fakong to die with his cultivation and magical powers?

Fakong said: "It's good like this. You can go."

"Ah——!" 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 monastery in Lingkong Temple.

Leng Feiqiong was dressed in purple palace clothes and was pacing in the yard, her clothes flowing.

In the field, Zhu Lanxin, dressed in green clothes, was hoeing weeds with light and agile movements.

After a few times, she had gained enough experience to become an expert at weeding, no longer clumsy as before.

As soon as Fakong appeared, Leng Feiqiong immediately came up to him and saluted him: "Master."

Zhu Lanxin raised her head and straightened her body, clamped the handle of the hoe with her palms together, and saluted Fakong.

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

Leng Feiqiong smiled and said: "I didn't expect that Master would become the Sizheng of the Northern Supervision Department. It's really surprising."

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

"Is Master in danger?" Leng Feiqiong was startled and looked slightly solemn.

Fakong said: "If you don't do this, I'm afraid there will be trouble. Isn't it uncomfortable for the emperor to do this?"

Leng Feiqiong shook his head and said: "If someone else was to be the director, I would naturally be unhappy, but if it were Master, it would be too late to be happy."

Fakong smiled and said: "You...you don't mean what you say."

Leng Feiqiong hurriedly said: "This is true!"

Fakong said: "You are used to being the head of the sect. How can you get used to having someone supervising you?"

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

This is human nature.

"If it were someone else, I really wouldn't be used to it, but if it were Master, it would be different." Leng Feiqiong said, "I wish Master could come."

The master came to be the Secretary-General, and he became the Deputy Secretary-General, so that we can always be together from now on.

The relationship between master and disciple needs to be managed.

If you only have one name but only see each other a few times throughout the year, how can you have a deep relationship?

Master not only has amazing supernatural powers, but also has amazing knowledge and wisdom. If you stay with him, you will benefit endlessly.

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

Fakong looked at her and shook his head with a smile: "The Northern Supervision Department should stop in the future, as long as it has a name."

Leng Feiqiong smiled and said, "Yes."

Fakong looked at Zhu Lanxin.

Zhu Lanxin looked disappointed.

He was flexing his muscles and spent a lot of effort to attract so many people to become the eyes and ears of the Northern Supervision Department.

Now he actually said that he had nothing to do and had to stop.

It doesn't get more deceptive than this.

But one is the master and the other is the master, what can I say? All you have to do is obey orders.

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

"No, no!" Zhu Lanxin waved her hands and said with a sweet 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 sheepishly: "But why, Master?"

"What why?"

"Why don't you do anything?" Zhu Lanxin said: "If the master becomes Sizheng, the emperor will not interfere too much and can just let go of his hands and feet. Can the master allow those guys to mess around?"

She couldn't stand the corruption and unscrupulousness of those guys in the Southern Supervision Department, and they went too far in many things.

And the Green Clothes Division is not a good thing either.

It is impossible to control it simply by restraining oneself, and external forces are needed to supervise and punish.

Otherwise, their troubles will become more and more serious.

Fakong shook his head: "If the Sizheng of the Northern Supervision Department does nothing, it is an excellent position. If you want to make a difference, unless Fei Qiong is the Sizheng, this department is the worst." position."

If Leng Feiqiong becomes Sizheng, people will be angry but also understand that she is the emperor's woman after all, and it is natural for her to love the emperor.

But I am different.

In essence, he is also a member of the martial arts world, a disciple of the Snow Mountain, and his heart should be devoted to the martial arts world, not to the court.

Once he achieves something, he will be regarded as a traitor by various martial arts sects and become a loser.

How could I be so stupid?

Zhu Lanxin frowned and thought hard.

Leng Feiqiong was thoughtful and nodded gently: "Master, it's really not appropriate to do anything, so let's leave it like this."

She turned her head and glared at Zhu Lanxin: "Don't be troublesome!"

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

Leng Feiqiong stared at her.

Zhu Lanxin said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Master, I will never take action again, just ask them to stop."

Leng Feiqiong nodded with satisfaction.

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

She asked Fakong for advice on martial arts training, and Fakong casually gave a few words, clearing the fog in front of her eyes.

Leng Feiqiong nodded repeatedly when she heard this, her eyes were shining, and she wanted to sit down immediately and start practicing in seclusion.

Zhu Lanxin was confused.

When his cultivation was not enough, listening to the two of them was like listening to a book from heaven, so he started hoeing.

——

early morning

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

Chu Xiong's face behind the dragon's eucalyptus was gloomy.

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

Jiao Quan stood beside the Zhuzhu not far away, as motionless as a statue, for fear of making any movement and provoking the wrath of Thunder.

The air in the hall seemed to be frozen.

It's like the calm before the storm, which can erupt at any time, making people fearful.

"Jiao Quan!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jiao Quan cried with all his heart, and respectfully came to the Dragon Eucalyptus.

"Let Wang Huchen come here!"

"Yes." Jiao Quan responded immediately and retreated quickly and lightly.

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

Chu Xiong's heavy breathing was clearly audible.

When Jiao Quan came back, he saw that Chu Xiong's face was still gloomy, and he felt even more nervous. He secretly prayed that no one who was short-sighted would come to him.

At this time, some people who are really short-sighted may be killed.

Chu Xiong slowly opened the memorials, starting from the top of the pile, reading one and then another, reading the whole pile in one breath, and throwing them all on the ground.

Jiao Quan carefully picked it up and put it on the other side of the tree. He was careful to stick it together even if it was torn after being thrown too hard.

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

"Get in."

"yes."

Jiao Quan quickly exited the hall and came in with Wang Huchen after a moment.

Wang Huchen's wrists were still wrapped with white cloth, and he looked solemn. He cupped his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty, Wang Huchen, is here to attend!"

"Did you do it?" Chu Xiong pointed to the Xuan Eucalyptus on his left hand and pointed at the pile of memorials: "Did you do it?"

"Your Majesty, is it about the appointment of Divine Monk Fa Kong to the position of Northern Supervisory Department?"

"Why ask even though you already know!"

"Reporting to the Emperor, I am not the one who contacted you!" Wang Huchen said solemnly: "The memorial I wrote at home has not been shown to anyone else."

"So, you all have the same views as heroes?"

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

"What the hell!" Chu Xiong yelled.

Wang Huchen's face suddenly turned red and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty!"

"You are colluding to force the palace!" Chu Xiong shouted angrily: "What are you going to do? What on earth are you going to do?!"

"Your Majesty, Divine Monk Fa Kong should not be appointed as Chief of the Northern Supervision Department!" Wang Huchen said solemnly.

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

If he hadn't wiped his ass for him, this guy would have been turned into a useless person by Fakong, and he still dared to interfere with his employment here.

"For the sake of the country and the people, why should I wish to die!" Wang Huchen said solemnly.

Chu Xiong sneered.

Wang Huchen looked at him solemnly, showing dissatisfaction.

My desire to serve the country should not be ridiculed and ridiculed like this.

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

In front of Fakong, he was like an ant, but he didn't know it and really thought he could control Fakong's fate.

"Your Majesty, this matter is definitely not a conspiracy between ministers!" Wang Huchen said solemnly: "This intention can make the sun and the moon shine!"

"If we don't let him be the Chief of the Northern Supervision Department, what will we do?" Chu Xiong sneered: "Do we really want him to be the National Advisor?"

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

"The Northern Supervision Department is also in vain."

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

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

Wang Huchen said: "The Northern Supervision Department has a transcendent status and too much power. It should not be handed over to the monk Fakong."

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

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

Chu Xiong frowned and looked at him.

Wang Huchen said: "If Divine Monk Fa Kong becomes the Chief of the Northern Supervision Department, I am afraid that all the officials in the imperial court will be shocked."

Chu Xiong stared at him.

Wang Huchen said: "When the water is clear, there will be no fish, Your Majesty."

"Haha, hahahaha!" Chu Xiong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

Wang Huchen looked at him seriously.

After Chu Xiong laughed several times, he shook his head and said, "I never expected that these words could come out of your mouth, Wang Huchen!"

Wang Huchen said: "For the sake of the country, the country, and the stability of the court, it is not appropriate to let the divine monk Fa Kong be the chief of the Northern Supervision Department."

"You, Wang Huchen, have this in mind, but what about these guys?" Chu Xiong pointed to the pile of memorials: "Are you feeling guilty?"

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

"Humph!" Chu Xiong sneered again and again.

Why not let Fa Kong be the director of the Northern Supervision Department?

They are scared!