Lan Zeying sat back down in his seat and returned to his usual cold appearance.
But there was anger burning in his eyes with nowhere to vent it, and it only slowly subsided in the end.
"Yafu, Qian Ming! It's still the same as before, he always has to humiliate people to shame before he gives up. He was like this when I was an orphan, but now that I am the head of the Heavenly Supervisor and a monk who has entered the Taoist realm, he is still like this!"
"Kill him? No, he is in the late stage of Taoism. I am not enough, and I have no one available."
Lan Zeying smiled bitterly.
He, the head of the Tiantian Supervisory Department, may have a great reputation, but in reality he is nothing more than a mere commander.
Except for the group of Yuanshen monks he brought from the former Editorial Department, he had no one else he could use.
Jian Tiansi's original service was violated one by one. On the surface, he seemed to obey his orders, but in fact, he disappeared after receiving an errand and never heard from him again.
Don't ask. If you ask, you are just running an errand. The errand is troublesome and you may even lose your life.
When will you go back? Well, let’s see.
This is the case with offerings.
As for the commanders and Youxings under Supervisor Tiansi, although some have defected, the Yuanshen monks are powerful, but in the end, they are still a little inadequate in front of the seventh realm.
After much thought, he could only sigh softly and put the matter aside for the time being.
Just humiliated.
He has suffered too much humiliation over the years, and his chest is still aching, and Fang Yunshan's scornful sword that day has prevented him from returning to his full glory to this day.
"I'm just a dog." Lan Zeying shook her head gently, "When you are someone's dog, you have to be obedient and suffer thunder, rain, and dew."
At this moment, the voice of his men came from outside the house.
"Sir, Song Qiming, the official of Liangzhou Town, would like to see you."
Lan Zeying was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "Wherever the person is, I will personally go and greet him."
"Still in the front hall."
"I know, you can go down."
General office, front hall.
Song Qiming only waited for a moment when he heard footsteps outside.
At first he thought the eunuch who was just delivering the message was back.
Until he saw Lan Zeying walking into the lobby, he subconsciously widened his eyes and stood up quickly.
"How can I trouble you, Sir, to come and greet you in person?"
Lan Zeying took two quick steps, stepped forward, held Song Qiming's shoulders, and pushed him back onto the chair.
"Qiming, sit down and talk."
As he spoke, he sat next to Song Qiming with a smile on his face.
"Why did Qi Ming come to Beijing this time?"
"Sir, it's still the demon king of Liangzhou."
Lan Zeying's expression did not change, and she responded: "Didn't I make it clear to you before? The general office ministers are not in the capital, so we can't spare Taoist monks to go to Liangzhou to slay demons."
Song Qiming was not surprised. This time he came to the general office to see Lan Zeying, it was just a formality.
It was also a reason to enter the palace to meet the saint.
Now that he heard Lan Zeying's refusal again, he had no reason to hesitate. He stood up directly and said, "In this case, the boss is busy with official duties, so I won't bother you."
Song Qiming stood up and saluted, but before he could take a step forward, Lan Zeying grabbed his wrist again.
"Don't worry, sit down."
Song Qiming frowned slightly, but after all, he did not want to refute Lan Zeying, not because he was a Taoist, but because he was the boss.
But when Song Qiming had to sit down again, Lan Zeying picked up the tea bowl on the table, but didn't drink it, just held it in his hand.
"The imperial court and Jian Tiansi have been doing their own thing for thousands of years. Great Qin is not allowed to interfere with Jian Tiansi's affairs. This has been a rule for thousands of years."
When Lan Zeying said this, his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat. She simply pretended that she did not know that it was Emperor Pei who interfered with her rise to power.
Song Qiming pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.
Lan Zeying continued: "If you enter the palace and see His Majesty, and say that we, the Tiansi Supervisor, have internal frauds and can't even spare the manpower to kill demons, what do you think the court will think of our Tiansi Supervisor?"
Hearing this, Song Qiming couldn't help it.
"Then you can just watch the people of Liangzhou have their families destroyed because of the demon king's rampage? Sir, you can't just let millions of people be displaced just for this little reputation, right?"
"This kind of reputation?" Lan Zeying raised an eyebrow and said, "The two prime ministers on the left and right of the court strongly recommended the abolition of the Tianjiansi system. This is not the first time that similar words have appeared in the court in the past two years."
"It was just a matter of paying it back in the past. At that time, Jiuzhou was stable and the prestige of the Supervisor Tiansi was still there. Anyone who provoked the human world would soon be attacked by people from the Taoist realm, and they would be killed from all corners of the world."
"But what about now? Five of the nine states in the world are in chaos, and the manpower of Jian Tiansi is already stretched thin. If those two are asked to mention the abolition of Jian Tiansi again at this time, do you think His Majesty will take it seriously?"
"Song Qiming, you said that if His Majesty really takes it seriously and says that he will abolish Supervisor Tiansi, when the time comes, how will you, me, and the many colleagues of Supervisor Tiansi deal with themselves, and where will they go in the future?"
Lan Zeying paused and took a sip of the tea he had been holding for a long time.
"In comparison, what do the millions of people in Liangzhou mean? One million? Qingzhou and Yanzhou were ravaged by black clouds, and more than tens of thousands of lives were killed and injured? What does that mean? As long as Supervisor Tiansi returns
Now, I can always bring peace and prosperity to Kyushu."
After hearing this, Song Qiming stood up expressionlessly, bowed to the end, and walked out without saying a word.
After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped because he felt an invisible force surrounding him.
It was the means to enter the Taoist realm, and it was Lan Zeying who took action.
Song Qiming took a deep breath and looked back at Lan Zeying.
"If I dare to go to the capital alone, I won't be afraid of losing my life. If the boss wants to take action,"
"You don't have to die after you enter Beijing." Lan Zeying also stood up and came to Song Qiming.
I saw him flipping his hand, and there was a token in his hand.
Seeing this token, Song Qiming's pupils shrank.
"You Tianguan's Tianzi Order?"
"The matter in Liangzhou is over, and you don't need to take care of it. You told Zhan Chengfeng to seek his own affairs in his position. Since the plan failed, how about you change your position and become the second-rank Tianguan of the Supervisor of Heaven?"
Song Qiming was speechless.
He stared blankly at that day's order, looked away for a moment, and looked directly at Lan Zeying for the first time.
"The position of Youtianguan is so important. It is the basis for Supervision of the World to supervise the world. A Youtianguan can mobilize three general offices to worship him. He is also a top figure in the Taoist realm. These are the four Taoists! This
As long as you use your mind to exert such authority, 80% of the sects in the world can't even resist."
"Before entering the capital, the official still thought that even if Jian Tiansi has accumulated many ills for thousands of years and it is difficult to eliminate them, the tree will always have a big tree with deep roots. If severe cases require strong medicine, the disease will not be fatal and hopeless."
Song Qiming let out a long sigh.
"But now when I see this Heavenly Word Order being handed out by the Master like it's child's play to me, a mere day-traveling monk, I suddenly understand."
"My lord, take your leave."
After the words fell, Song Qiming turned around and left, and this time, Lan Zeying did not stop him.
He quietly watched Song Qiming's leaving figure, then withdrew his gaze and threw the Tianzi Ling on the tea table.