Chen Xia was a little surprised.

I didn't expect that this emperor could be so flexible and flexible.

He made a joke casually, and the emperor actually picked it up.

All the civil and military officials in the court were silent, looking at the somewhat funny scene in front of them, but they couldn't help but laugh.

In the face of unparalleled power, imperial power does seem a bit ridiculous.

Song Wei said respectfully again: "Father, please come with me and we will have the morning court together."

After saying that, Song Wei stretched out his hand forward to signal Chen Xia to go first.

Chen Xia also walked in front as a matter of course, slowly walking towards the highest chair in the hall.

All the civil and military officials were worried. What if the immortal went directly to sit on the throne in the middle?

Doesn’t that mean the emperor should stand aside?!

What should...what should we do?

All the civil and military officials had their own calculations in mind.

Chen Xia reached the top, but did not sit down on the dragon chair. Instead, she twisted her head and said casually.

"Bring a chair over, otherwise where would I sit?"

Song Wei hurriedly shouted to the palace maid who was waiting beside the dragon chair: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you go and move the chair for your adoptive father!"

The palace ladies hurriedly retreated, and within a moment, a dozen eunuchs moved a huge gold-inlaid heavy chair and placed it behind Chen Xia.

After a dozen eunuchs moved the chairs, they stood neatly behind. Even though they were sweating profusely, they still did not dare to make any breathing sound for fear of disturbing the master's adoptive father.

And they didn't dare to leave at this time. According to the rules of the palace, the slaves could not leave without asking the master to leave after finishing the work. They had to wait for the master to finish the review.

Chen Xia did not sit down, but turned to look at the dozen or so eunuchs standing respectfully, raised a smile on his lips, and praised.

"Sorry to trouble you all."

He is very polite.

A dozen eunuchs hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "It is our honor to work for our master. Even if we go through fire and water, I will not hesitate to do so!"

"Yeah." Chen Xia responded casually, then sat down, leaning on the chair with one hand against his head, thinking about his own things.

Seeing that Chen Xia was satisfied, Song Wei was overjoyed. She walked up to the dragon chair and spoke to a dozen eunuchs.

"You have performed well. Go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to collect a box of gold."

"Thank you Lord for your kindness!" The eunuchs kowtowed again and shouted loudly before retreating one after another.

The next time is morning.

"Long live your majesty!"

After the civil and military officials finished shouting this, they looked at Chen Xia, who was sitting quietly beside the emperor, slightly higher than the emperor. They always felt that something was wrong.

The emperor strained his eyes hard and winked at the civil and military officials.

Fortunately, the prime minister understood the emperor's intention in time and took the lead in kneeling down and worshiping again.

"Long live the Imperial Master! Long live!"

All civil and military officials quickly agreed.

Chen Xia frowned and discussed: "There is no need to wish me long live, just wish me invincibility."

Long Live is not good news for Chen Xia.

It's equivalent to going to a centenarian's birthday and wishing him a long life.

Then you are not here to send a message of joy, but to attend a funeral.

"I wish the Imperial Master to be invincible in the world!"

The prime minister quickly changed his tune, and all the civil and military officials also agreed.

The next morning session was a bit boring, as it was all about dealing with matters in various regions.

Chen Xia didn't understand, and couldn't leave midway, so he held his head in a daze.

But Song Wei would ask him from time to time.

"Father, what do you think?"

What does Chen Xia think?

The two eyes stared.

At first, he used "Not bad", "Hmm", "Okay." to deal with Song Wei twice. Later, when he was asked more questions, he got annoyed and just replied directly.

"Just come as usual, don't worry about me, just treat me as if I don't exist."

"Okay." Song Wei nodded quickly.

The entire morning session was spent in Chen Xia's daze, which was quite boring for him.

Then came the exit. No one dared to leave first, all looking at Chen Xia who was in a daze.

Chen Xia came back to her senses and asked curiously: "Why are you looking at me?"

Song Wei hurriedly replied, "Father, according to the rules, when retreating from the dynasty, the person with the highest status in the dynasty should leave first."

Who is the person with the highest status in the dynasty?

There is no doubt that it is Chen Xia, who was the Imperial Master of the Song Dynasty and the emperor's adoptive father.

Now that he could leave, Chen Xia didn't want to delay, so he stood up and walked out of the hall.

Song Wei hurriedly shouted: "Father, where are you going? The royal family's exit is in the main hall!"

"It's okay, I'll take a walk." Chen Xia shouted casually and had already reached the steps.

Song Wei had no choice but to warn the experts from the patrol department.

"Follow your foster father, and you must make your foster father happy. If you are a little displeased, you can go to the Punishment Department to receive your punishment yourself!"

"Here!"

The masters of the patrol department followed Chen Xia from a distance, not daring to get close and could only stare from a distance.

Chen Xia also felt it, but he didn't care because there was something more shocking in front of him.

A hundred-meter-tall, his figure...ah, no...statue.

It is completely carved according to the portrait, so it is not very similar to Chen Xia.

Because the portrait is not very similar.

However, some details are well drawn, such as Chen Xia's lazy temperament, squinting his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

But the age of the statue is a bit older. It looks like it is thirty-five or sixty years old, and it looks a bit mature.

Chen Xia's true appearance is that she is only in her twenties.

He stopped in front of the statue, with hundreds of civil and military officials gathered behind him.

As long as Chen Xia did not move forward, the civil and military officials would not dare to pass him and could only wait.

Chen Xia naturally felt it, turned to look at everyone, and said with a smile: "You go ahead, don't worry about me, I have a slow temper!"

The prime minister hurriedly said, "Your Majesty the Imperial Master is so considerate and has the heart of a Bodhisattva. I am so touched that I have no words to express my gratitude. I can only devote myself to the Imperial Master until my death!"

The remaining civil and military officials also spoke one after another to express their loyalty.

After passing through a court, they finally understood that in the world today, the emperor is second, and this imperial master is first.

To please the emperor, it is better to go directly to please the imperial advisor.

Chen Xia frowned slightly, feeling that the Song Dynasty, from top to bottom, was a bit too lickable?

But there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

He nodded slightly and repeated: "You go first."

The civil and military officials did not dare to neglect, and walked forward one after another. When passing Chen Xia, they bowed their heads and said hello respectfully, expecting to recognize Chen Xia's face.

Now all the civil and military officials began to line up to pass by Chen Xia.

It took me half an hour to finish.

Chen Xia looked familiar but I didn't recognize him.

After all, licking dogs are all the same.

He put his hands behind his back and shook his head slightly. He still couldn't adapt to this kind of life where everyone else was flattering him. It felt better, but it was boring.

Chen Xia glanced slightly, stepped on his feet, and instantly disappeared from the spot, appearing at the palace wall three hundred meters away.

"Hello."

He opened his mouth to greet, and in front of him was an old man with gray hair and wearing a black python robe.

The old man was surprised, his expression was calm and unchanged, he clasped his fists and bent down towards Chen Xia, greeting: "I am nine thousand years old. I just witnessed the dignity of the Imperial Master on the city wall. I offended you accidentally. I hope that the Imperial Master will forgive me."
To be continued...