“…”

It’s really terrifying to see if the master wants to smile or not. So what’s going on?

Zhuang Chou couldn't help but look at his master's face carefully and asked again what was going on. Only then did Zhuang Hanshan tell the reason why he laughed.

"You have a disciple now and you look like a competent master."

Why does this sound a little weird? What's going on?

On the other hand, Elder Bo Shuangqing looked at Zhuang Chou with a smile and explained to her the meaning of the junior sister.

"What junior sister means is that you have grown up and take good care of your disciples, and you deserve praise."

"……I see."

Then the master just said it straightforwardly. He didn’t think it was a bit weird if he said it with such a strange expression?

Zhuang Hanshan glanced at Bo Shuangqing, and his cold eyes looked like ice. But Bo Shuangqing was very used to it. She even smiled at her junior sister. But the relationship between the two became more and more congested. Zhuang Chou could not help but move to the side.

Only the head of Penglai Pavilion, who was standing in the middle, saw the harmonious appearance of his fellow brothers and sisters, smiled and comforted him.

"It depends on how happy everyone will live after reconciliation. It would be enough to make up earlier, and our sect will have such a good atmosphere sooner."

Zhuang Chou looked at the master with difficulty in saying this, and suddenly felt that it was reasonable for the master to become the head of Penglai Pavilion. After all, not everyone can face this situation and say things calmly and calmly.

She admired such a master, so Zhuang Mai retreated, allowing the master to experience the harmony between his master and his second master alone.

At this time, the Lord of Penglai Pavilion couldn't help but tremble. Why did he suddenly feel a little cold?

While Penglai Pavilion arrived, Changsheng, who was swept away by the films, slowly opened his eyes. But at the first moment she realized something was wrong. This seemed to be not the real world. Because she saw a prosperous scene again, which was completely different from the surrounding environment of the Dark Valley.

This time, she seemed to have changed her perspective and was closer to the little Yanlang. The little Yanlang was really thin. She seemed to have encountered some difficulties at this moment. She stared at the document in front of her under the candlelight, and her fingers pressed against her temples in a daze.

Then, she found her perspective shaking, and then a tall and thin figure walked forward two steps, picked up a cup of texas soup and put it in front of Xiao Yanlang.

Xiao Yanlang paused for a moment, then smiled at the figure.

"Qinghe, why haven't you sleep yet?"

"I'm not asleep yet, I'm very worried."

Xiao Yanlang smiled, and before he could speak, the guard Cui Qinghe spoke hard.

"As long as it is Mrs. Li from the kitchen who makes tremella soup, she must let the adults drink it, otherwise the cloud cake will be deducted."

I'm so good to me because you're worried that your pastry will be gone.

Xiao Yanlang was both amused and laughed. He took it over for a while, drank it in a few seconds, and then continued to worry about the business.

"What's the difficult thing that sir?"

Xiao Yanlang was silent for a while, with a little worried look between his eyebrows. This book is not something that cannot be said, so he told the matter that had troubled him for a long time.

"There are many colleagues who participated in my court."

"Why? Aren't an adult a good official? Are good officials unpopular?"

“…”

Qinghe, I don’t know how to answer what you said.

Xiao Yanlang wiped his face and looked at Cui Qinghe's pure and puzzled face, not knowing how he should answer this question.

Yes, isn’t it good to be a good official? Of course it is good. But in this world, if you are an official who is turbid and me alone, how could those different officials agree? Wouldn’t that be a clear statement that you are a turbid official?

He tried his best to seek welfare for the people of Jiang Dong, claiming that he had never done anything that violated the laws of the ancestors. But as an official, he just needed to manage his own acre of three parts of the land.

He also needs to establish good relations with Shangguan and seek a slightly mediocre official reputation in the court, otherwise he will block the path of unknown power. However, with the slightest success in Jiang Dong's governance over the years, it seems that he will be unable to hide it.

There were news from a familiar friend in the court that many officials are now involved in themselves and all kinds of crimes are included. Although it is still some inconspicuous crimes, it depends on your Majesty not caring. If Your Majesty believes in him, then these crimes will be like ashes on his body and disappear with a flash of light. But if Your Majesty doesn't believe it...

"grown ups?"

Cui Qinghe glanced at Xiao Yanlang who was in deep thought again, called him, and licked his mouth.

"There is still a bowl of Tremella soup in the pot. Do you still drink it?"

Xiao Yanlang's hand slid against his temples, and then waved helplessly.

"Don't drink it anymore, you can drink it. All of it will be given to you."

This guard was picked up on the road before. Although he was very skilled in martial arts, he had a huge disadvantage, that is, he liked to eat! There are all kinds of foods. It can be said that most of the food he sent to him by the elders and villagers. But what's hateful is that after eating so much, he didn't get any weight. Everyone still doubted whether he didn't like eating like himself.

However, although Cui Huwei likes to eat a little, his martial arts are really good. He saves himself from danger many times.

After sending him down, Xiao Yanlang spread out the letter paper and prepared to talk to his friends in Beijing. However, at this time, Cui Qinghe, who had already reached the door, walked back.

"Sir, do you need me to kill those officials who participate in you?"

"What?"

Xiao Yanlang did not react, so Guard Cui stretched out his hand, made a throat-cutting action, and showed it to him in detail.

"Just like this, my throat broke. No one would join the adults anymore."

“…”

Xiao Yanlang just felt that his head hurt even more.

"Qinghe, you have to remember that you are no longer a person in the martial arts world. You are my guard now. 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 know?"

"I see."

Cui Qinghe paused, changed his movements in Xiaoyan Langru's gaze, and grabbed his hands hard, but still didn't give up.

"Or, grab your throat and pinch it hard, and then it will break. How about it?"

“…Not very good!”

Xiao Yanlang could no longer bear it and pointed out outside the door and told him to leave. Cui Qinghe was very regretful. Seeing that the adults really had no intention of trying to keep him, he turned around and left in one step.

No, do adults really have no such meaning? Isn’t this the simplest and clearest? And it’s very worry-free. You can find more and better food with yourself as you save time. Isn’t that good?

Of course, adults seem reluctant, but fortunately, there is a whole pot of Tremella soup to drink. Well, it's really good.
Chapter completed!