Lingnan.

Lingnan, the southern border of Daxia, an unknown mountain range.

The world is vast, and countless people are chasing Xuanyuan Yuheng. He wants to step back to the Miao Man in the southern border, but is blocked by Xiao Yuanshan, the general of Zhennan.

He can only hide for the time being.

The fallen leaves in the forest are floating, and the withered yellow leaves are covered by thin and thin corpses.

Xuanyuan Yuheng stepped on the corpses accumulated by fallen leaves. These were all people who came to chase him and killed his life essence and cultivation by him using the Star-sucking Technique.

In just under half a month, his cultivation level continued to skyrocket.

The destruction of reputation and the destruction of Qianlong Sect are bad things for him, but also good things.

He no longer has to stick to the character he created, but can retreat from his shackles and act recklessly, and use the Star-sucking Technique to kill people from the world.

Xuanyuan Yuheng looked north with a faint eyes. After this winter, no one in the imperial city could stop him.

He wanted to kill the guardians of the royal family, and he wanted to take the lead in taking the throne before the army attacked Daxia.

He wanted to get angry and his ministers bowed his head. He wanted to wave his arms and drink millions of lions. He wanted to become the heaven in the hearts of the people of Daxia.

No! It's God!

He not only wants beauty, he also wants this country.

For this, he planned for six years and would never allow failure.

......

The Secretariat, six ministries.

"Mr. Zhao, please come in there, and several ministers are waiting for you..." Liu Wanshan, the Minister of Personnel, respectfully guided the way forward.

As a fourth-rank official, he was so eager toward a sixth-rank official. If it were the same, someone in the Secretariat would definitely ridicule him.

But these sixth-rank officials were Zhao Wujiang, so others no longer had too much sarcasm. Instead, they envied the respect and flattery of the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel.

If it were them, they wouldn't be able to do it even if they wanted to do it, and they might not appreciate it even if they wanted to be Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang walked into the study with his hands behind his hands, carrying a small medicine box.

There were four ministers in the room sitting upright, drinking tea and discussing things. When they saw Zhao Wujiang coming, they looked different.

They all knew the purpose of Zhao Wujiang's trip.

"The servant has met four adults." Zhao Wujiang said, but his expression was not too respectful, but looked at the layout in the room.

Yan Anshen, Minister of Works and Lin Ruhai, Minister of Personnel, snorted without any concealment. They both had a grudge with Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang ignored the news and put the medicine box on the table:

"This is a meeting gift prepared by the Xiaguan for several adults, some medicinal materials..."

"Ha..." Lin Ruhai sneered. The weasel was not kind to pay New Year's greetings to the chicken. Besides, he, as the Minister of Personnel, would he lack medicinal materials? I don't know how many treasures are in the family.

Zhao Wujiang said lightly:

"They are all medicinal materials for strengthening the body and nourishing the kidneys. Both the Emperor and Dugu have used it..."

"Huh?" Li Ruhai's eyes widened for a moment, nourishing the kidneys?

The other three ministers were also shocked, Emperor, Lord Dugu?

They suddenly remembered that it was the eunuch in front of them who had conditioned the emperor's body so that the emperor could favor the harem.

And with their eyes and ears, they all heard from the harem that the emperor was extremely brave on the bed.

Could it be? It's this medicine? The Minister of Personnel's heart moved to strengthen the body and nourish the kidneys. How many men can refuse this thing?

Although he is old, his heart is not old. There are many concubines at home. He always sighs that he is not strong enough. Now Zhao Wujiang's medicinal herb makes him quite moved.

He was about to speak, but Zhao Wujiang took over the medicine box and sighed:

"Oh, since you all don't like it, I'll take it back, it's a pity..."

"Don't."

"Hey, Lord Zhao, let's wait."

"Where is Lord Zhao's words? The courtesy is light and the affection is heavy. How could I look down on Lord Zhao's things?"
Chapter completed!