Xiaosi immediately laughed again: "Your Majesty, tell me, whose head are you asking me to chop off?"
Mo Chuan snorted: "You're such an uneducated brat. Do you want me to tell you that the imperial ambassador just goes to chop off people's heads?"
"But this is how it is played on the stage. Whenever the emperor sends an imperial envoy out of the capital, he must chop off the heads of corrupt officials. The imperial envoy holds a Shangfang sword and is majestic. When he sees a corrupt official, he shouts :'Take it! Cut it off!' Immediately, the imperial guards stepped forward, grabbed the corrupt official's official uniform and pulled it down, and then..."
"Shut up!"
Mo Chuan shouted, interrupting Xiao Si's frothy description.
Xiaosi raised his head in astonishment: "Your Majesty, is this servant wrong?"
Mo Chuan pressed his forehead with a headache: "Now I wonder if I made the wrong decision and shouldn't have assigned you this job."
Xiao Si became anxious when he heard this: "Your Majesty, we have agreed, you have no words to say."
Mo Chuan sighed: "But I didn't expect you to be such a idiot! I asked you to be the imperial ambassador, not to chop off other people's heads."
"Ah? Then what did the emperor ask the servant to do?"
"Go, seal, official." Mo Chuan said word by word.
"Professorship?"
Xiao Si blinked his eyes and suddenly realized, "I understand, the emperor asked me to serve as an envoy to confer an official title to the queen, a big official, right?"
"Not bad." Mo Chuan nodded.
Haha, this is really good news.
Xiao Si was so happy that he almost jumped up.
I went to see the Queen by myself, and I could see that brat Zhui Feng again.
But when they met this time, the brat was still a brat, but he was an imperial envoy who had been appointed by the emperor to be appointed as an official. He was so majestic and surrounded by people, and he was so envious of that brat!
Xiao Si smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Xiaosi is very grateful to Your Majesty!" He took the initiative to crawl on the ground and kowtowed to Mo Chuan several times.
"Okay, get up. There's no need to kowtow so much. There's no need to fawn in front of me." Mo Chuan glared at him.
Xiaosi got up and said happily: "Your Majesty, when will this slave leave? Will he leave tomorrow? By the way, Your Majesty, have you decided what position you will give the Queen?"
His heart had already flown out of the palace and he couldn't wait any longer.
Mo Chuan put down the book in his hand and muttered: "This official can't be too young. If she is too young, others will look down on her. Even if she has Shang Fang's sword, I'm afraid some people won't even look down on her. But this official It can’t be too big. If it is too big, it will inevitably alarm the ministers in the court. I just read the roster carefully and finally thought of an official position. "
"What official position?" Xiao Si asked excitedly, as if the bigger Feng Chenning's official position was, the more radiant his face would be.
"How are you, Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate?" Mo Chuan raised his eyes and asked.
"Censor of the Du-Du Procuratorate?" Xiao Si couldn't help but frown, wondering why he had never heard of such an official name before.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, what kind of official is this? How high is it? Is it a big one?"
Mo Chuan muttered: "I don't know either."
Xiaosi's jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"Your Majesty, you want to grant the Queen an official position, but you don't know what kind of official position this is?"