Thirteen years ago, the overlord of the world, Xuanyuan, was at the foot of Mirage City, the imperial capital of the Demon Realm. Everyone thought that the situation had been settled and the energy of the Demon Realm was exhausted. What should we do if we were immortal? However, when Xuanyuan, when he was the most glorious and was about to achieve unparalleled achievements, he suffered from incurable diseases and had to stop the troops and return to the court. The mountain was nine-ren, and his efforts were all gone, which made the people of the country burst into tears and sighed. Three days after Xuanyuan, he returned to Chaoge, was as weak as a mountain. He entrusted his sons to the Grand Master Bai Shijian in the face of danger, and gave the throne to his eight-year-old nephew Yin, and he shouted to the sky and shouted that he had really died.

Yin ascended the throne at the age of eight, and it has been 13 years since then. The emperor of the Grand Master Bai Shijian was the emperor who was in charge of the administration and the country. When he entered, he folded the fragrant paper and swung the colorful pens, and criticized the emperor's edict; when he came out, he carried the dragon sword and carved the arc of the arms, which was in charge of the laws of the princes, and his disciples were all over the world, so that people knew that there was a Grand Master in the country, but they did not know that there was an emperor.

A month ago, a good show slowly kicked off in Chaoge. Seventeen people from Bai Shijian's sect wrote a letter to impeach the Grand Master Bai Shijian to form a party for personal gain, and the party was the same to attack the differences. Grand Shi Rhameng even cried even more if he could not show this treacherous slander of the chaotic government, the country would never have any peace. Yin sat on the dragon throne and did not say a word. Rhameng made his ambitions for death, touched the stone pillars of the hall, and blood splattered three feet away. Now life and death are unknown. All the temples are upset.

On the second day, in the hall, the wall fell and everyone pushed it. The books of Bai Shijian were flying like snowflakes. In the past, they were arbitrarily ruling the court and selling official positions. Things that were often unjust were often turned out one by one.

In the next few days, it became increasingly fierce. In addition to quarrels in the court and scolding Bai Shijian as well as pigs and dogs, Shu Changji Shi Fufeng even picked up manure and poured it on the front of the Grand Tutor's Mansion. Jingzhao Yin Yaoshu ignored it, and the people even added fuel to the fire. Although it was not as creative as Shu Changji Shifufeng, all the fruits and vegetables that could be thrown at the Grand Tutor's Mansion. From the other side, it was not a matter of one or two days that Taishi Bai Shijian was unpopular.

On the seventh day, everyone's disciples of Bai Shijian's disciples were in danger. The trees were about to fall and the pine trees were about to scatter. In order to protect themselves, those disciples who were stinky and stinky even found out that Bai Shijian had bought a fish in the vegetable market but did not pay for it. In the past, in order to get into a relationship with Bai Shijian, thousands of people crossed the single-plank bridge, but now they have come to the door to break off relations with Bai Shijian, and they are on the same side.

The two people at the forefront of the storm were still unmoved. After the Grand Master broke into a bloody head, he became sick and was recovering from his illness at home. He let the outside world make a fuss. He stayed silent. Yin just watched you finish singing and I go on stage, and didn't say a word, but he seemed to be calm. The officials had already broken their faces with Bai Shijian. If he let him take a breath, he would let them die without a place to die. Therefore, the waves were not settled, and thirty officials in the country ordered people to carry coffins to the Hall of Supreme Harmony where all officials discussed politics every day. If they failed, they would become benevolent and not leave this traitor.

On the eighth night, everyone stared at the direction of the palace. Yin recruited Bai Shijian to enter the palace. The former teacher and student talked to Midnight, and only a few words came out. Yin asked him: "The old emperor asked the Taishi to do the world, but the Taishi violated the law and discipline and overwhelmed my ancestral temple. This is for disloyalty; the Queen Mother took the Taishi as a model for his ministers, and the Taishi was responsible for it, which was for disfiance; I was for the Taishi to serve the Taishi, but the Taishi did not share my worries, which was for disbenevolence; the Taishi's pillars of the Taishi country, but they did the people's affairs, which was for disright, unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous, what do you say?"

Bai Shijian fell down, and Khan did not dare to come out, "I have to blame the trust of the previous emperor, and I will be even more grateful to Your Majesty for his trust."

Yin cried for it. "You only owe the people justice. The old emperor asked someone not to know others. I used someone to harm others, but he was the initiator."

On the ninth day, the Taishi, who was above millions of people, resigned in the court and returned home. Yin did not argue that the Taishi was old and sick, and was exempted from the Taishi's position and was allowed to cultivate well at home.

The officials' hearts finally fell down, but they were a little unsure of the emperor. They just had to worry about the relationship between teachers and students for ten years? Does Bai Shijian still have chess pieces that have not fallen?

After this incident, all the people of the country applauded, and Yin's name was well-known. Some people said that if he didn't fly, he would soar into the sky; if he didn't roar, he would make a splash, and he would make a splash. Just like Dongpo who accidentally became a banished immortal back then. But when he came to this yard, he was too lazy to bird him, and he could say that those who didn't know were not guilty. But Huacheng knew that he was not polite, which was a bit unreasonable, but Yin didn't seem to take it seriously.

Huacheng Yingyin entered the study and was so coughing that he was about to vomit his lungs. If it weren't for the same roof as Huacheng these days, Zhang Yang would have thought he was sick.

Following Yin's shadow, he waited outside the house. He stared at Zhang Yang for a few times, making Zhang Yang feel a chill in his back.

Zhang Yang helped Huacheng into the house in a sympathetic manner and pinched his waist. Huacheng's face, which was not inferior to the beauty, was already coughing red, and now it was bleeding.

Huacheng coughed again.

Zhang Yang could pull out a silk parquet and hand it to Huacheng.

Huacheng coughed again, and Zhang Yang helped him caress his back. The silk handkerchief was covered with blood. The uncle and nephew colluded with each other, and they wanted to do things smoothly.

"Go and have tea." Huacheng seemed to be weak. He touched this little brat, and his waist was swollen like a bucket of water.

"Yes." Zhang Yang bent down and retreated.

Zhang Yang entered the kitchen, and if a crazy tiger entered the flock of sheep, he fell all over the pots and pans. He didn't want to be played with by people applauding him. Although one of them was played like a monkey these days, he could hear the sound of ping-pong in the study. Huacheng was happy and he didn't feel sorry for his kitchenware. Yin smiled. He didn't expect that Huacheng would hire such a maid. He didn't even say that the woman was dressed as a man, and he was clumsy and interesting in the future. I wonder if there would be any tea cups to taste tea next time.

After Zhang Yang almost smashed the kitchen, he finally calmed down. He rubbed a smile with both hands, boiled a pot of water, and entered the study with the tea set. He heard Yin ask about his well-being and said to Huacheng: "Sir, take care of yourself. I have many places to ask for advice from me."

The monarch of the Xuanyuan Dynasty actually called Huacheng a junior.

Zhang Yang burned the tea set, and the white mist lingered between his fingers. He uncovered the tea lid of the old tree's roots, threw about two pinches of tea into the pot, pouring boiling water. Zhang Yang was familiar with the road. At Beizhao Cliff, he sometimes became arty, pulling Moya to the Buzhou tree, cooking a pot of tea, and drinking two cups. Talk about the weather recently, or ask how Moya lived next door's life was recently? Or, talk about ideals. In short, he talked a lot of nonsense. Moya ignored him, and he chatted alone. Once, Chapter 9 asked for a cup of tea, and Zhang Yang actually peed on his head. In the future, Chapter 9 was in good manner in front of Zhang Yang and didn't dare to say anything.
Chapter completed!