It’s really scary for Master to look at me like this, trying to laugh or not. So what’s going on?
Zhuang Yufeng couldn't help but look at his master's face carefully and asked again what happened. Only then did Zhuang Hanshan reveal the reason for his laughter.
"Now that you have a disciple, you look like a competent master."
Why does this sound a little weird? What's going on?
On the other hand, the elder Bo Shuangqing Bo looked at Zhuang Mayfly with a smile and explained to her what the junior sister meant.
"What I mean, little junior sister, is that you have grown up, Mayfly, and you are very caring about your disciples. You are worthy of praise."
"……I see."
Then Master, can't you just say it outright? Don't you think it's a bit weird to say it with such a strange expression?
Zhuang Hanshan glanced at Bo Shuangqing, his eyes were as cold as ice. But Bo Shuangqing was very used to it, and she even smiled at her junior sister. But the relationship between the two became increasingly cold.
. Zhuang Mayfly couldn't help but move to the side.
Only the master of Penglai Pavilion, who was standing in the middle, smiled with great relief when he saw the harmonious appearance of his brothers and sisters.
"Look how happy everyone is after they reconcile. If only we could reconcile earlier, our sect would be able to have such a good atmosphere earlier."
Zhuang Yufeng looked at his uncle with difficulty and suddenly felt that there was a certain reason for him to become the master of Penglai Pavilion. After all, not everyone can face this situation and calmly say that they have a good relationship.
words.
She admired such a great uncle, so Zhuang Yufeng stepped back, leaving the great uncle alone to appreciate the harmony between the master and the second uncle.
At this time, the master of Penglai Pavilion couldn't help but tremble. Why did he suddenly feel a little cold?
At the same time as Penglai Pavilion arrived, Changsheng, who had been swept away by those films, slowly opened her eyes. But she noticed something was wrong at the first moment. This did not seem to be the real world. Because she saw the prosperous and dark world again.
The surrounding environment of the valley is a completely different scene.
This time, she seemed to have changed her perspective and was closer to the young handsome man. The young handsome man was really thin. He seemed to have encountered some problem at this moment. He was staring at the document in front of him under the candlelight.
He placed his fingers on his temples in a daze.
Then, she found that her perspective was shaking, and then a tall and thin figure took two steps forward, picked up a cup of white fungus soup and placed it in front of Xiao Yanlang.
Xiao Yanlang paused for a moment, then looked at the figure and smiled.
"Qinghe, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"My lord has not gone to bed yet, I am very worried."
Xiao Yanlang smiled, but before he could speak, guard Cui Qinghe spoke forcefully.
"As long as Sister-in-law Li from the kitchen cooks the white fungus soup, you have to let the adults drink it, otherwise the cloud cake will be withheld from you."
I guess you were so nice to me because you were worried about running out of your cakes.
Xiao Yanlang couldn't laugh or cry, he took it for a long time, drank it in a few gulps, and then continued to worry about official matters.
"Did you encounter something difficult, sir?"
Xiao Yanlang was silent for a long time, with a slightly worried look on his brows. This was not something unspeakable, so he told him what had been bothering him for a long time.
"In the court, there are many colleagues who join me."
"Why? Isn't your lord a good official? Aren't good officials popular?"
"..."
Qinghe, I don’t know how to answer what you said.
Xiao Yanlang wiped his face, looked at Cui Qinghe's face of pure confusion, and didn't know how to answer this question.
Yes, isn’t it good to be a good official? Of course it is good. But in this world, if you want to be an official who is turbulent in the world and only pure, how can those officials who are different agree to it? Wouldn’t that be a clear statement about yourself?
Is he a corrupt official?
He devoted himself to the welfare of the people of Jiangdong, and boasted that he had never done anything that violated the laws of his ancestors. It was just that as an official, if he really only needed to take care of his own three-thirds of land, that would be enough.
He also needs to have a good relationship with Shangguan and find a mediocre official position for himself in the court, otherwise he will block the path of some powerful person. However, with the governance of Jiang Dong in recent years,
It has been somewhat effective, but it seems that I can no longer hide it anymore.
An acquaintance in the court sent news that many officials are now interrogating him for various crimes. Although they are only some less conspicuous charges. But it all depends on whether your majesty cares. If your majesty believes in me, then
These crimes are like ashes on the body, disappearing with a flick of the bullet. But if Your Majesty doesn't believe it...
"grown ups?"
Cui Qinghe glanced at Xiao Yanlang who was lost in thought again, called him, and then licked his mouth.
"There is also a bowl of white fungus soup in the pot. Do you still want to drink it?"
Xiao Yanlang's hand against his temple slipped, and then he waved helplessly.
"I won't drink anymore. You can drink it. I'll give it to you."
This guard was picked up on the road before. Although he is very skilled in martial arts, he has a huge flaw, that is, he likes to eat! All kinds of food. It can be said that most of the food sent to him by the villagers goes into his stomach.
But the sad thing is that even after eating so much, he didn't gain any weight. It made everyone wonder if he didn't like eating as much as they did.
However, although Cui Huwei likes to eat, his martial arts skills are really good, and he has saved himself from danger many times.
After sending him off, Xiao Yanlang spread out the letter and prepared to talk to his friends in Beijing. However, at this time, Cui Qinghe, who had already walked to the door, came back.
"Sir, do you need me to kill those officials who participated in your affairs?"
"What?"
Xiao Yanlang didn't react, so Cui Wewei stretched out his hand and made a motion of slitting his throat, showing him in detail.
"Just like this, 歘, the throat is broken. No one will join me anymore, sir."
"..."
Xiao Yanlang only felt that his head hurt even more.
"Qinghe, you have to remember that you are no longer a gangster. You are now my guard. You have serious things to do, so you can't just fight and kill all day long. It's not good to see blood. Do you understand?
"
"I see."
Cui Qinghe paused, then changed his movements under Xiaoyanlang Ruzi's teachable eyes, and grasped it hard with both hands, still not giving up.
"How about grabbing the throat and pinching it hard until it snaps?"
"……not so good!"
Xiao Yanlang couldn't bear it anymore and pointed at the door and told him to leave. Cui Qinghe was very regretful. Seeing that the master really had no intention of retaining him, he turned around and left.
No, adults really don’t mean this? Isn’t this the simplest and clearest? And it saves worry. The time saved can be used to find more and more delicious things with yourself. Isn’t that good?
Of course, the adults seemed very reluctant, but fortunately, there was a whole pot of white fungus soup to drink. Well, it’s really good.