Su Xiao lip-mouthed me: "The emperor announced you nine times, and the princes went to the six doors to find you. Where have you been, Brother Ming?"
"What is Huang Sangxuan doing in such a hurry?"
I looked up, and sure enough, the emperor's face was extremely ugly. The complexion that was not very white was now as black as a boiler. Sitting beside her was a beautiful middle-aged woman with Yan Ruochunhua. I seemed to have seen it somewhere when I slipped into the palace before. She seemed to be Huang Sang's wife, the Empress. The wind was blowing so strangely today that even the queen came.
I quickly stood up and bowed wisely along the way: "Ming Feizhen sees the emperor, may my emperor live long and live long." After a pause, he said: "May the mother live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand thousand years."
As soon as I finished saying these words, an old man in the crowd suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me in surprise, with some appreciation in his eyes. I also looked at him in surprise.
He was dressed as a courtier serving, standing on the east side of the hall. Lilai Jinluan Palace is divided into civil and military columns, and Wendong and Wuxi are on both sides. He stood at the forefront of the civil servants, and stood at the far left. I respect the left side of the court, and this person is the first and the most left of the civil servants.
Could this man be the Prime Minister? !
I took a closer look at this old man with a childlike face, with white eyebrows, and he looked like he was in his 80s. However, it is still well maintained and the complexion is quite healthy. The muscles on the face are not loose, and there is a hint of baby pink, which is a bit of the Taoist spirit of my great master.
But in general, people with this appearance, in my experience, are all unreliable characters. So I smiled slightly and turned my attention back to the Emperor. The old man glanced at me, nodded slightly, and said nothing. Looking at him like this, is it because I have a few martial arts cheats that I have to sell to me, so that I can practice martial arts that is invincible in the world? Amitabha, a few years late, a few years late.
"Since Ming Feizhen has arrived, today's commendation is almost the same. Wang Tushui... Hmph, the princes have left the palace to find you. Bai Lian."
Director Bai has been standing by the queen's side, and I saw her early. I just didn't dare say hello in front of so many people.
Mr. Bai stepped out slowly, I smiled ingratiatingly, and made a mouth shape: "Mr. Bai Wanfu."
As Bai Lianbing walked, she still ignored her with a cold face, but there was a smile in her eyes that she couldn't help but smile. Over the past month, Mr. Bai and I have been seeing each other often. Mainly, when I go to the palace to take care of Lao Dai and take medicine, I will accidentally visit her on purpose. Director Bai is a maverick in the palace, and he is arrogant and does not know how to make friends. So it's always a pleasure to meet me every time. It's just that I have to pretend to be seriously injured to get the medicine, and I have to listen to Director Bai talking to me about a lot of gossip in the palace every day, which is also a bit painful...
She glanced at me, and after a while, she replied with some surprise and some resentment: I came so late... Are you hurt
Look, our popularity, the emperor has friends by his side.
Bai Lian coughed twice and cleared his throat.
"Reward. The six-door arresting head is obviously not true, he has performed outstandingly, he has performed extraordinary feats, helped the court to smash the killing alliance's nest, and fought to the death with the killer Fuxiang. He was injured in the public service, and he contributed a lot..."
Boss Shen praised me like that? How do I remember that I seemed to be slapped flying by Fuxiang's palm
"It is ordered that from today, I will be appointed as a seventh-rank warrior of the imperial court. As a commendation, I hope that you will continue to serve the imperial court."
Seventh Rank Samurai? ! This is the official body.
I remember that the boss relied on his ancestors for eight lifetimes and the nepotism of her father and Huang Sang, who were best friends, to become a first-rank samurai. When I came up, I was the seventh grade? Will this happiness come too suddenly? It is said that each rank of samurai can also receive a monthly salary according to the grade, oh oh oh, how can I spend an extra amount of silver every month.
"I now ask Your Majesty to give Mingfei the nickname of a true warrior."
What? Is there an outside call
The emperor rolled my eyes at me, snorted, and without fussing, he picked up a piece of white paper from the imperial case and threw it on my face, almost rubbing it into a ball. I didn't quite understand what was written. It is clear that there is a word 'six' interspersed between the white papers. Is this a compliment of my 'six'... Forget it, seeing that Huang Sang is still angry, she wears it all the time, but she doesn't flatter her.
I connected the white paper hahaha, "Your Majesty, the iron painted silver hook! Look at this six-character..."
Spreading out the white paper, there are four big characters written with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing. The pen is like dragons and snakes. It took me a long time to recognize them. It was these four characters: Six Fans of Plague God.
Who is the god of plague
His mother's calligraphy is cursive, and the calligraphy is not bad!
Mother Shippi's! Li, you come out with me!
It's just that when Huang Sang heard me compliment his calligraphy, he seemed to be a little less angry, and he was quite complacent. Proud of your second brother-in-law, Director Bai whispered, "I'm not thankful yet."
I know that Director Bai is doing it for my own good, so I reluctantly dragged my voice and said dryly: "Thank you Lord Long-"
The emperor rolled my eyes at me, and then looked at the queen before saying: "Ming is not true, come with me."
"what?"
I was only halfway through bowing, and the emperor gave me a deep look, and snorted coldly, "If you want to come, then follow." After he said that, he lifted up his yellow robe and walked away, quite a bit of the heroic arrogance of a river and lake ranger. Huang Sang! You are cool, but where are we going!
I followed Huang Sang to the back of the main hall. It turned out that there was a small door behind the Wuying Hall, which led directly to another side hall. We only took a few steps to go, and there were ten people around Huang Sang who were the first four and the last six. These ten people seem to have superb skills, and some of them are still at the level of Qianlong Seventeen. It seems that after the rebellion of the Orange King, Huang Sang became a frightened bird.
We entered the side hall all the way, and Huang Sang told me to step back. It seemed that there was a whisper to me.
"Huang Sang, no no, Your Majesty, do you have something to do with Xiaomin?"
"Humph! Ming Feizhen, you worthless thing!"
Don't come up and scold people. And it's like the little aunt is scolding me...
"Thank goodness Yiren has always praised you in front of me. You are worthy of being born in a famous school, with a lively mind, a calm mind, and a strong general style."
The more Huang Sang said, the more annoyed he became, and he asked with a sullen face, "How dare you be late for a big day like today? Where did you go just now?"
"Uh, this... indescribable."
Here's the thing. I just went to Baxianju to buy sauced elbows, but there were too many people in the queue. The owner of Baxianju saw that I was a regular customer, so he gave me a hanging roast chicken. But I originally brought the bamboo leaf green to go with the sauce elbow. It doesn't taste right now. I ran home to find wine again, and after finishing my meal, I saw candied gourd and bought two bunches on the way... Alas, it's hard to say.
Huang Sang saw that my words were vague, with a contemptuous expression on his face that could not be carved.
"I came to you today, in addition to commending, there is one thing I want you to do?"
I was surprised: "Oh? I have something to do?"
Huang Sang: "..."
Chapter 17 Looking for the Loose God Venerable
The atmosphere was like three days of dog poop, dry and astringent.
Huang Sang stared at me for a long time, and finally said with a wry smile: "No wonder Yiren said that you are not restrained, and you can't walk around with common sense. Acting unexpectedly, there are often surprising words."
I touched my head: "Boss Shen praised me like that?"
"Boss? Hey, you are the only one who dares to call Yiren that." The emperor's eyes flashed with nostalgia, "You can see through the arrangement of Heifeng's thirteen wings, and offer a plan to Yiren to let the dragon in the world dissolve the thorns and tears. , Although these things cannot be announced, I know that you are a talented person who can do great things. Frankly speaking, I don't like you very much."
After Huang Sang finished speaking, he glared at me again: "Because of a person like you, I also had one by my side back then. But he was greedy and perverted the law, and finally pushed himself into Yuan Tau. There are a lot of things in common between you two."
Huang Sang should be talking about the living treasure of Yan Shisan. I can't think of the past few years, and Huang Sang still hasn't let go. It seems that Lao Yan will have to wait a while to come back.
"But I also reflected on it, this is not right. You are you, that person is that person. I can't block a young man's future just because he cares about the past."
Halfway through the emperor's words, he suddenly raised his arm and put it on my shoulder. I subconsciously shrank my shoulders and ducked away. Huang Sang didn't stop, his palms were like waves. With his feet still, he can have such power with just one arm, which shows that Huang Sang is also a master of internal and external skills.
I didn't dare to neglect, and practiced Tai Chi, which I learned from the uncle who grows vegetables at the foot of Wudang Mountain. However, I forgot a few moves, so I randomly stuffed some of the one-and-a-half moves from the Daluoshan palm technique that I still remember. I'm different from Tangye, I always can't remember the moves, so I don't play beautifully at all.
It's just that the strength can offset Huang Sang's internal strength, and Huang Sang has not been able to take advantage.
Suddenly withdrew his hands and stepped back, nodding like an expert outside the world.
"Not bad, not bad." Huang Sang stroked his beard, "It's not bad to have such a cultivation at your age."