Jiang Fan's heart moved: "I'm asking something that I shouldn't ask. Does the Holy Envoy of the Supervisor of the Country have to obey orders and walk in the world?"
Emperor Ping narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "That's not the case. Since you want to walk in the world, you can't rely too much on Taiyue, but more on the power you have established. This is also a test for Taiyue. As for the Holy Envoy of Supervising the Country, It is necessary to directly report state affairs to Taiyue, and this process does not require joining the world."
"Oh..." Jiang Fan seemed to understand, but was a little troubled: "After hearing what the emperor said, it feels very difficult to do..."
Ping Huang said: "Because of Lord Qin?"
Jiang Fan said distressedly: "That's right. After all, I am on someone else's land."
Ping Huang said: "There is no simple and noble way to live in the world. This is what you have to face. The only thing that depends on your inner choice."
Jiang Fan was shocked. There was something in his words.
"How about..." He hesitated: "Is it okay if I don't become the Holy Envoy of Supervising the Country?"
Pinghuang said: "If you don't do it for the main temple of Taiyue, it will be difficult for the King of Zhenxi to do it."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "But you just said that they might not agree."
"It's two different things if they don't agree and if you don't do it on your own initiative."
Jiang Fan frowned, as if he didn't understand.
Emperor Ping did not explain, but said: "You kid, don't you like real power?"
Jiang Fan's brows slowly widened: "I am a lazy man, but I know that if you want to live a lazy life, you must be a master..."
Emperor Ping chuckled: "If you can think like this, you are quite sensible."
Jiang Fan said: "I dare to ask your Majesty, does the King of Zhenxi really have no real power at all..."
Emperor Ping drank a glass of wine and his eyes were a little deep: "It has been nine hundred years since the Great Zhou Dynasty. The name... may not be the real power..."
Everything seemed to be said very clearly, but it seemed as if nothing was said.
Jiang Fan seemed embarrassed to ask, after all, he looked like an idiot.
Emperor Ping looked at him: "There are rumors that you and that Qin Jun are somewhat... subtle?"
Subtle is a very subtle word.
Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "It's all rumors among the people. You know, Mr. Qin is a thoughtful person. There are some things... I won't tell you, but you should understand..."
Haha, since you don’t explain anything clearly, I can also do Tai Chi.
Emperor Ping laughed and actually stopped asking questions seriously.
"Tomorrow, Your Majesty, I will go to Longjiao Peak. As for you, you should pay a visit to the prince. This is etiquette."
Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "Young man, I obey."
Emperor Ping waved his hand gently: "It's not the will. The prince is seriously ill and rarely sees outsiders. You, this boy, have some fresh ideas. I hope you can make him more cheerful."
Jiang Fan said: "Then, young man, prepare some delicious food for His Highness the Crown Prince? What do you like, Your Highness? Can you please give me some advice?"
Pinghuang said: "Ask me what you want to do, use your mind, guess what he likes, and just go. But don't deal with things like you are sending me away."
Jiang Fan smiled awkwardly: "Didn't you bump into it?"
Emperor Ping picked up the wine pot and poured it down. It seemed empty. Then he stood up and said, "The wine is gone and the night is deep. Let's go."
Jiang Fan stood up and held his hands in his hands: "Young man, please retire. Thank you again for your support."
Emperor Ping didn't look at him and said in a calm voice: "Different times have different thoughts... Boy, just figure it out for yourself."
"Yes, Jiang Fan resigned..."
Jiang Fan left, and the room suddenly fell into silence. Pinghuang picked up the empty wine bottle and poured out another glass of wine.
Picking up the wine glass, Pinghuang was slightly lost in thought.
Zhong Houde and Huangfu Zhaoye appeared at some unknown time: "Your Majesty... it's late at night."
Emperor Ping did not drink the glass of wine and slowly put it down.
"My dear friends, how are the people outside doing?"
Zhong Houde said: "I am restless, but there are experts around Jiang Fan, so there is no need to worry too much."
"Master...is he the one who opened the gate of Taiyue Mountain?"
Zhong Houde said: "More than these two people, but no less than these two people."
Emperor Ping narrowed his eyes: "This guy is in deep water."
Huangfu Zhaoye said: "This shows that he is not restless. Doesn't His Majesty like this in him?"
Emperor Ping smiled faintly: "King Xiaoyao... may not be happy..."
Zhong Houde said: "Your Majesty, how do you like watching tonight?"
Emperor Ping thought for a moment, and there was a trace of deep confusion on his calm face.
“The more we look at it, the more it looks like, and the more we look at it, the less we look like it.”
Zhong Houde was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean by your Majesty's words?"
Pinghuang said: "The appearance next to me is very similar. However, there is no trace of imperial power in his body, and his physical qualifications are completely different in comparison."
Zhong Houde walked slowly: "I remember that he once practiced and should have the dragon energy of the emperor in his body."
Pinghuang said: "Not at all, even a little bit cannot escape my feeling. But this is one of them. Secondly, he is distant in his heart and extremely wary. He seems to be quite strange to me. This feeling of strangeness cannot be ignored. Like fake."
Huangfu Zhaoye frowned: "Everyone's bloodline has some subtle reactions, let alone the royal dragon's bloodline. This strange feeling cannot be explained."
Ping Huang said: "Third, I have tried many methods and found nothing. I suddenly called him a naughty boy, and he reacted like a normal person. When talking about the poems he wrote when he was young, he seemed to know nothing about it. Let him call me something different than before. Name. And looking at his behavior, it doesn't look like him. It should be noted that even though people will grow up, their personality and habits are difficult to change. "
Huangfu Zhaoye frowned: "If this is the case, this son is not what you are looking for."
Emperor Ping was silent for a moment: "We will discuss this later after the prince has met."
Huangfu Zhaoye said, "The prince doesn't know about this yet. Do you want to inform him in advance?"
Emperor Ping shook his head: "The truth comes from suddenness."
Zhong Houde said: "I dare to ask Your Majesty, if the prince denies the same, then it shows that he is not the same person, how should he be treated..."
Huangfu Zhaoye said slowly: "Even if you deny it, the similarity is too great, and it will inevitably be used by people with malicious intentions. Your Majesty has to guard against it."
At this moment, Emperor Ping didn't still have the look of a kind and gentle old man on his face, and the power of the emperor gradually filled the air: "Use it when it's time, discard it if it's useless, and get rid of it if it causes harm."
The two looked at each other with awe in their hearts: "My lord, I obey your order."
At this moment, Jiang Fan was soaking in the bathtub, and the layer of cold sweat on his body finally gradually subsided.
Lying quietly in the hot water, Jiang Fan closed his eyes and meditated.
The Emperor Ping tonight was very different from the rumors. He meant every word and seemed to be testing something. However, if he wasn't special, he might not be able to detect it.
However, there are some things that are Jiang Fan's unique secrets. They are hidden deep in his bones and he never dares to mention them. It took him who knows how many years to keep hearing about them. Even the empress didn't know, and Jiang Fan didn't dare to think about what direction everything would take if she knew, or if the world knew.
Emperor Ping... is not easy to deal with.
An old voice came from the darkness: "There were at least three groups of people spying just now."
Jiang Fan hummed: "No need to do anything, they are just watching."
"What are you looking at... This time, I think your kid is very weird..."
Jiang Fan stirred up the water: "I'm watching a show, watching a big show..."
After a long time, Jiang Fan slowly stood up from the bucket, and the steaming water slid down his long hair and shoulders. The mist gradually dissipated, and a crooked scarlet mark suddenly appeared on the spine of his back, running from the tail vertebrae to the back of the neck, resembling a swimming dragon...
