Minister Zuo Junji, who had just spoken, was immediately speechless. He did not expect that Mr. Luoshuang, who was rumored to be enthusiastic about saving people, would be so cold.

Looking at the two people present, they suddenly lost their words. Yuwen Luoshuang just yawned slightly and didn't say anything more. She just drank the new Pu'er tea. It was taken from the emperor by Feng Xinglang.

, and then sent them all to Yuwen's mansion.

"As for the birthday gift, you two adults can think of it yourself."

"This... Young Master Luoshuang, we all rely on you."

"Yeah yeah."

The two Ministers of Military and Aircraft just sang and talked about it. What they have to do is very simple, which is to gain the trust of Mr. Luoshuang, and then they can prosper. In the Longwu Empire, the position of Minister of Military and Aircraft has no real power.

Those military powers were previously in the hands of Yu Wenjing, but later they were directly in the hands of the emperor. They had not even seen the most basic command symbols.

Yuwen Luoshuang smiled slightly and threw half of the bayberry in her hand into the spiritual pet's mouth.

"The Emperor is celebrating his fortieth birthday. He probably doesn't like to see cliques appearing in the court. The two ministers should go back first."

Then, the two military ministers walked out of the hall in disgrace. Halfway there, they met Yu Wenhao. They wanted to avoid it, but in the end they had no choice but to raise their heads and call out, "Master."

Just when Yuwen Luoshuang was about to stand up and leave, an imperial edict came from the palace. Everyone went to the hall to receive the edict in fear. And Yu Wenjing's children, who had not seen each other for thousands of years, also gathered at this time.

Come on, they seldom go out on weekdays, so it is a wonderful sight to see it.

However, when they saw Yuwen Luoshuang, they all looked at him with hostility.

The imperial edict must be received with the highest level of etiquette. When everyone knelt on the ground, Yuwen Luoshuang became a little abrupt. She thought about whether she should kneel down, but there was something in her mind.

This awareness has long been ingrained that everyone in the world is equal.

When the official holding the imperial edict saw that Yuwen Luoshuang was still standing, he frowned, and then said in a sharp voice, "If you don't kneel down to receive the imperial edict, being disrespectful to the imperial edict is disrespectful to the current emperor.

Respectfully."

Yuwen Luoshuang looked a little embarrassed, wondering whether she should give in, but her knees just couldn't bend. So there was such a deadlock in the hall of Yuwen's house. She was kneeling

The people on the ground began to become restless.

"Master Luoshuang doesn't want to kneel to the imperial edict. Does he mean to take over the throne?"

The leader, Yu Wenhao, suddenly said this, with a neither salty nor bland voice, as if Yuwen Luoshuang really wanted to take the emperor's place and was unwilling to kneel down.

Just when the two sides were at a deadlock, Feng Xinglang walked slowly into the hall and took the imperial edict from the official's hand with one hand.

"The emperor just asked Mr. Luoshuang to attend the recent dinner. Why is it necessary to make such an effort?"
Chapter completed!