Outside the city of Dong'an, facing the sea to the east, there is a vast lake with beautiful smoke and waves.

Music and singing started in the Zuiyue Tower, and distinguished guests came from the Supervisory Office.

Not to mention that Li Pingan was waiting in Zuiyue Tower, Sun Yingying had already arranged a banquet with singing and dancing, but she was the only one who didn't show up, leaving Li Pingan to wait.

Let's say that the trio of the old housekeeper, the noble son, and the little book boy have already visited the Supervisory Office.

"Young Master, look, this Yamen is really good."

The 'old housekeeper' Xuanyuan was amazed, but he saw at a glance the greatest use of this supervisory office.

He said:

"Once this place is built, this city will be under the direct jurisdiction of ASEAN, instead of being governed by the sect. Within a certain range outside the city, private fights among individual cultivators will disappear, and the lives of mortals in the city will also be guaranteed.

“Really good.

"Most of the towns we visited are controlled by the large sects themselves. It cannot be said that there are no laws, but there are mixed good and bad, good and evil. The sects only care about the harvest of spiritual stones, and a few sects will promulgate some

Rules to protect mortals.

"If this model is promoted, order can be established in Dongzhou within a hundred years.

"Sir, what do you think?"

‘Young Master Feng Ao’, Queen Feng nodded slowly, with a slight smile on her lips.

It was impossible for others to listen to the conversation between the three of them.

Feng Hou pointed at the dozen or so patrol guards wearing black floral patches passing by and said with a smile:

"Butler, look, they are each surrounded by a photo orb. I looked at the patrolling guards everywhere. Most of them are equipped with such photo orbs. Everything they do is recorded.

"This can make ordinary casual cultivators a little more convinced.

"Dali, this matter was also proposed by the person who wrote the New Deal?"

"Exactly!"

The 'little book boy' could only answer in his immature voice:

"In the Supervision Department, those who go out to enforce the law must wear photo beads.

"Before going out, the original image left on the photo bead must be cleared. After returning, you must write down the law enforcement matters in writing. Remember where you are and what you did. This will be regarded as a case record and stored in the underground case record storehouse.

"If there is a major incident such as murder, arson, or collusion with demons, the shadow beads need to be stored together with the case. The storage also has a time limit. The treasure house is equipped with a large number of storage magic weapons.

"Although doing this is a bit cumbersome, it can prevent unjust, false and wrongful convictions, so that law enforcement personnel can take it into consideration and not act recklessly and use their power to suppress people."

Fenghou continued: "I see there are two stone tablets here. The laws written on the stone tablets are several times more detailed than the ancient military laws used by ASEAN. You are not wasting your time, you have done something."

This was a good word for ASEAN in front of Emperor Xuanyuan.

Unexpectedly, the ‘Little Book Boy’ Old Man Tianli awakened his soul of sincerity and immediately said:

"We dare not take credit. This law is also part of the New Deal. It was formulated in detail by the people who wrote the New Deal based on the situation in Dongzhoufang Town.

"In this law, it focuses on the importance of human life, killing those who kill, and punishing those who hurt others, but deliberately ignores the difference between monks and mortals.

"I was still arguing with that guy at that time. Monks can be immortal soldiers and have the power to protect the human race. How come their lives are not more important than mortals?

"What do you think the guy answered?"

Xuanyuan Huangdi said with a smile: "Dali is not bad, he has actually learned to show off."

The 'little book boy' was about to kneel down, but was grabbed by 'Master Feng Ao'.

Old man Tianli said hurriedly:

"Your Majesty, I forgive you. I have become accustomed to being the deputy leader of the alliance, and I can't change my words for a while.

"That guy said that there are no similarities or differences between mortals and monks in nature, but their own qualifications are different. This body lives between heaven and earth, but it uses the vitality of heaven and earth to nourish itself. What's the difference?

"The higher the cultivation level of a Qi practitioner, the harder it is for him to have children. Mortals reproduce, but parents without cultivation qualifications can give birth to babies with cultivation qualifications.

"The large sect is in the middle of Dongzhou. If you control more immortal dynasties, you can find more immortal seedlings, which will continuously create new blood for the sect and keep the sect strong.

"This situation in Dongzhou actually proves that mortals are the foundation of the human race. From the perspective of the entire human race, only if enough mortals maintain normal reproduction can more immortal soldiers be produced continuously."

Xuanyuan Huangdi and Fenghou looked at each other, the former caressed his beard and groaned softly, while the latter nodded slightly.

"Let's go," Xuanyuan Huangdi said, "let's go to the Jie Dou Yamen over there. It seems to be quite lively there... The design here is also very clever. The main Yamen is in the middle, and the four Yamen are arranged on all sides. Not bad, not bad.

Young Master, please go ahead."

‘Master Feng Ao’ patted ‘Book Boy’ on the shoulder and walked forward calmly with his hands behind his back.

The 'Old Butler' put a hand on the 'Book Boy's' shoulder, squeezed it with a smile, and followed behind.

This book boy and old man Tianli were completely stunned.

No, what do you two mean?

He boasted so much, why didn't he ask who wrote the New Deal?

Old Man Tianli only felt that he was indeed a little confused, and his mind was almost on fire.

Half an hour later.

The noble young master, the old housekeeper, and the little book boy left the Yamen of the Supervisory Department of Dong'an City, randomly found a restaurant that looked grand, and asked for a seat on the top floor.

As soon as they reached the top floor, the 'bookboy' old man Tianli looked at the fairy in white who was holding his chin and looking out the window in a daze, and his heart was shocked.

Isn’t this the master of peace?

The two masters and apprentices were inseparable. Could it be that Ping An had arrived in Dong'an City? Then why hadn't they met before?

'If this is the case, if Ping An can meet His Majesty by chance, and then Ping An can offer advice... wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?'

Old man Tianli thought so in his heart, and began to make plans in his heart.

Suddenly he heard the wind and said with a smile: "Look, you two, that fairy over there has ordered a table of food, but I don't know if she can eat it. Why don't we go over and sit with her to prevent her from wasting the corn."

Xuanyuan Huangdi clicked his tongue: "Sure enough, why did she order so many things by herself?"

Qingsu suddenly glanced at this place and said calmly: "It's troublesome."

Xuanyuan Huangdi and Fenghou looked at each other and almost laughed out loud.

The 'book boy' was about to shout "Bold", but was hit in the head with a fist.

The 'Old Butler' smiled and said: "Sir, go and meet this immortal. My reputation in this area is not very good, and it is easy for some rumors to spread."

‘Young Master Feng Ao’ Feng Hou said: “The housekeeper and the book boy can take a seat here and order whatever you want to eat.”

After saying this, the handsome young man put his hands behind his back and walked straight to the seat by the window.

Huangdi Xuanyuan pressed Old Tianli down and found a seat at a random table. He smiled and said, "Dali, please do whatever you want. I'll treat you to this meal."

"Thank you, thank you."

Elder Tianli felt infinite satisfaction in his heart.

It is a supreme honor to be invited to dinner by His Majesty the Yellow Emperor!

Then, old man Tianli also realized that this restaurant should not be chosen randomly. Your Majesty and Mr. Fenghou should have seen Qingsu here a long time ago and came to look for Qingsu.

The reputation Your Majesty mentioned is not very good, it is because of the allusion of "Three Thousand Ascensions of the Yellow Emperor's Queen".

In this case, these two people should be looking for Qingsu for business.

Yes, the chat between the three of them should not have been heard by anyone, but Qingsu just heard the words of the three of them.

Obviously this was intended by His Majesty or Lord Fenghou to let her hear.

Here, the old butler dressed as Emperor Xuanyuan is sitting upright, and the little book boy Tianli is busy in front and back, calling the waiters to come over and order food.

A young and clear voice came back from the seat by the window, but it was Fenghou who held her hands in greeting: "Fairy, I wonder if I can share a table with you?"

Qingsu took a bite of the fat but not greasy spirit beast meat, swallowed it in small mouthfuls, and said without raising her head: "There is an empty seat next to it."

"Fairy," Feng Hou smiled, "I have something to discuss with you."

Qing Su frowned lightly, glanced at this young man, and said, "I don't want a Taoist companion, and I don't like talking to others. Please don't pester me."

The corners of Fenghou's mouth twitched slightly.

The old butler over there held the edge of the table with both hands, looked up at the ceiling, and almost laughed out loud.

Old man Tianli:......

It’s over, Qing Su is over, Master Feng Hou is in the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, and it doesn’t take half the strength to crush an immortal to death.

Feng Hou was not annoyed at all and sat down directly opposite Qing Su.

"Fairy, why don't you ask me what's wrong with me? I already have several wives in my family, and I don't like to find new Taoist companions."

Qing Su pursed her lips slightly, as if blaming this person for losing her interest in eating, she casually took out a token and threw it in front of Feng Hou.

ASEAN fifth grade martial artist.

Old Man Tianli almost slipped under the table.

Fenghou narrowed her eyes and smiled: "This doesn't scare me."
To be continued...