Gu Xiujin glanced over, and the little eunuch under his command immediately understood, quickly stepped forward, and quickly put away the bowls and chopsticks on the table.
After breakfast, Xin Yanque had to review the memorial for a while as usual, but he had never been a person who followed routine, so he planned to take a nap.
When the Supreme Sage was here, he would eat a few bites first, then go to court, and basically stop eating when he came back, unless Concubine Wan Gui came to supervise.
Xin Yanque is not like this. He just eats a few bites before going to court. After he comes back, he has to have breakfast. After dinner, he either goes to bed for half an hour or goes to sleep. Sometimes, these two things It's all done together...
Gu Xiujin sometimes feels that he is honored. He has served the Supreme Sage, so there is no need to say anything. Serving our current majesty is really new every day.
This was also the first time he knew that someone could fall asleep while squatting on the tuba...
Xin Yanque still justified this, saying that air-drying is better.
"His Majesty."
Gu Xiujin said: "Chen Weiwei, the acting master of Fengyu Temple, came to see him early in the morning. He said that there was something strange happening on the lotus platform in Fengyu Temple. He was not sure what happened and wanted to ask Your Majesty to come and have a look in person."
"The lotus platform collapsed?"
"Chen Weiwei didn't say anything."
"I, just go and take a look."
Xin Yanque said: "There is no need to arrange a car, I can just walk over."
Gu Xiujin asked: "Your Majesty just said you wanted to take a nap?"
Xin Yanque: "Sleep on the road."
Gu Xiujin: "Your Majesty said, are you going for a stroll?"
Xin Yanque: "It's not in the way."
After that, he left.
After walking a few steps, he came back. Under Gu Xiujin's helpless gaze, he smiled and let the waiter change his clothes.
If our Majesty wears a dragon robe and walks on the street, the people in Geling may report that someone wants to rebel and walks around the street wearing a dragon robe.
"Xiao Gu, are you following?"
"Your Majesty, do you want me to follow you, or do you not want me to follow you?"
"Forget it, obedient, just stay at home."
"OK."
While Gu Xiujin was talking, his subordinates helped him change his clothes.
"Didn't I tell you to stay at home?"
"I'm disobedient."
"..."
Xin Yanque muttered as he walked, "Were you so disobedient when you served the Supreme Saint?"
Gu Xiujin said: "I was obedient at that time."
"Then why are you disobedient to me?"
"The main thing is to learn from whomever you want."
"Xiao Gu...you're crazy."
"Your Majesty, are you looking for your own reasons?"
"Ahem..."
Gu Xiujin followed Xin Yanque, and Xin Yanque did not intend to pay attention to this follower anymore.
Gu Xiujin didn't talk much. Although he was mainly disobedient, he was not annoying at all, so he followed silently.
The master and servant really strolled all the way to Fengyu Temple. When they arrived at the door, the disciple on duty didn't even recognize him and stopped him from entering.
Xin Yanque asked him how many generations of disciples were you? The disciple said it was the fourth generation. It doesn’t matter if I’ve really taught you.
The disciples of the Dali Sect are considered the second generation, the disciples’ disciples are the third generation, and the disciples’ disciples are the fourth generation disciples…
So he kicked the disciple aside. In fact, he kicked him even if he didn't understand.
That disciple wanted to fight him desperately, and even risk his life in order to protect Shangyang Palace Fengyu Temple from being invaded by outsiders.
Seeing this posture, Xin Yanque admired this young disciple. He tapped the disciple's forehead with his hand and said... From now on, you are the third generation disciple.
Chen Weiwei hurried over to welcome Xin Yanque into Fengyu Temple. When the disciple saw the way the temple master nodded and bowed, he realized who he wanted to kill just now.
He secretly rejoiced that he didn't really act impulsively, otherwise what would he do if he killed His Majesty.
Mainly a big smart guy.
Gu Xiujin still followed silently. When Chen Weiwei greeted him, he just nodded slightly in response.
Chen Weiwei was naturally displeased with his cold and indifferent reaction, but he also knew Gu Xiujin's weight, so he didn't dare to say anything openly.
After looking at the lotus platform, Xin Yanque asked Chen Weiwei what the strange thing was. Chen Weiwei said that the lotus platform had a great golden light last night, and then there was a crack. He saw it with his own eyes.
Xin Yanque searched carefully and found no holes in the lotus platform. Chen Weiwei said in a daze, how could this be like this? He had seen it with his own eyes.
Then Zhou Shenchen, who was standing next to him, said with a flattering face: "When the cracks appeared on the lotus platform last night, the disciples were there. The master of the temple saw it with his own eyes, and the disciples also saw it with his own eyes. As for why the lotus platform is restored to its original state today, The disciple thought that it might be because His Majesty arrived and the lotus platform did not dare to make His Majesty angry, so he repaired it himself."
Xin Yanque looked at him, and then asked, "Are you from the Etiquette School? Whose disciple is it?"
Zhou Shenchen quickly replied: "Disciple Zhou Shenchen, although he started earlier than the master of the temple, he was personally instructed by the master of the temple a while ago, so he can be regarded as the disciple of the master of the temple."
Xin Yancuo nodded, looked at Chen Weiwei and asked, "Is that how you calculate it?"
Chen Weiwei said to Shen Chen that you don't care about the occasion this week? Can you say such nonsense in front of His Majesty?
But when Xin Yanque asked, Chen Weiwei had to answer, so he just said bravely: "Your Majesty, that's what happened."
Xin Yanque said: "Since I am your disciple, you can take charge of it yourself. There is such a smooth-talking and flattering guy under my sect. As a disciple, you should also be punished. Remember your mistakes first. I will think of how to punish you later." You say it again."
Chen Weiwei's expression changed, and Zhou Shen and Chen's expression turned pale.
Snap!
Chen Weiwei immediately gave Zhou Shenchen a slap in the face. This big mouth slap made Zhou Shenchen spin around twice, and his neck was almost broken.
After being slapped, Chen Weiwei followed Xin Yanque: "Your Majesty...has already slapped his mouth..."
Before he finished speaking, Xin Yanque turned his head and looked at him: "Did I say I slapped you on the lips?"
Chen Weiwei's expression changed again, Zhou Shen and Chen Yi grinned.
Crack, crackle...
They followed Xin Yanque all the way to fight. After all, Xin Yanque didn't ask them to fight elsewhere.
Xin Yanque stepped into the Fengyu Temple Hall. He hadn't been back for a long time, but no matter when he came back, this place would never seem unfamiliar.
He waved his hand to close the door, not wanting the disciples of Shangyang Palace to see it. After the door was closed, he lifted his robe and knelt down to offer incense to the Patriarch.
Seeing this scene, Chen Weiwei, who was being slapped in the face, and Zhou Shen, who was being slapped in the face, both felt happy.
Especially Zhou Shenchen, who is full of bloodlust, feels that he is really awesome.
I guessed His Majesty's thoughts accurately.
"okay."
After Xin Yanque got up, he looked at Zhou Shenchen, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and at Chen Weiwei, who had a lot of blood on his hands.
"It seems that my words can still count in Shangyang Palace."
When Xin Yanque sat down, he looked pleased.
Chen Weiwei hurriedly leaned over and said: "Your Majesty is not only the Emperor Dayu, but also the master of Shangyang Palace. No matter when he comes back or what he says, the disciples will sincerely obey him."
Xin Yan Quexin said that this flattery really didn't sound good. If Ning Weimo said the same thing, it would sound ten thousand times better.
If Ning Weimo had said this, he must have said... The real person in charge is Your Majesty, and what he said is the will. No one dares not to listen, but it is heard with ears. Your Majesty is the real person in charge. , returning to Fengyu Temple is to go home, talk to family members, and family members listen attentively.
"Say it."
Xin Yanque didn't intend to beat around the bush and asked directly: "You want me to go back to Fengyu Temple to see if you have anything to say to me?"
Chen Weiwei immediately raised his robe and knelt down: "Your Majesty, this disciple does have something to say sincerely."
Xin Yanque said, "Then tell me."
Chen Weiwei said: "Shangyang Palace is Dayu's Shangyang Palace, and it is His Majesty's Shangyang Palace. Now that Dayu is fighting a war with foreign enemies, Shangyang Palace should not be unable to contribute any force. I hope your Majesty can allow it. Shangyang Palace The disciples went to northern Xinjiang to fight against powerful enemies."
Xin Yanque said: "The war is Lin Ye's business, so you don't have to get involved. You're not good at it, so why don't you lead your disciples to die?"
Chen Weiwei felt nervous.
Seeing that Chen Weiwei was silent, Xin Yanque's tone softened a little: "If you want to make a difference, you don't have to go to the front line."
Chen Weiwei's eyes immediately brightened up.
He kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, please make it clear."
Xin Yanque said: "Nowadays, all the ministries in the imperial court are short of people. If I want to be an official, I won't have a suitable candidate right away. After all, it takes a test... The people in the office are exhausted from shouting every day. I can’t help but feel sad.”
Chen Weiwei immediately became energetic and excited. He thought, when His Majesty mentions this now, does he want him to enter the service office?
This came with absolutely no effort. I was just thinking about how to say it, but this good thing happened directly.
Xin Yanque then said: "You personally select a group of disciples who are proficient in massage techniques, and you also personally lead the team. They wait in the service office every day and squeeze the shoulders of the ministers in the service office. .”
Chen Weiwei's expression darkened instantly.
Xin Yanque didn't seem to notice the change in Chen Weiwei's expression at all, and was still talking to himself.
"What we have learned in Shang Yang Palace can be used just right. Whatever we do well is to contribute to the court. Since we are good at these things, we should do what we are good at."
Speaking of this, he looked at Chen Weiwei: "Aren't you happy?"
Chen Weiwei hurriedly leaned over and said: "How can the disciple be unhappy? Your Majesty is right. As long as you do something, you are contributing to the court. I will personally select a group of people tomorrow morning and take them to the reception office." Serving all the ministers and ministers."
Xin Yan sighed and said, "Just don't cause any trouble when you get to the office. Master Ning and the others will do whatever they tell you."
At this point, he looked at Chen Weiwei: "You didn't seem to have finished speaking just now? What did you want to say?"
Chen Wei hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and shook his head: "Disciple, there is nothing else to do. In fact, I just miss His Majesty too much. Not only the disciple, but everyone in Shangyang Palace misses Your Majesty."
Xin Yanque said: "I know what you mean, um... Ning Weimo said before that you proposed to donate food to the border troops in different places in Shangyang Palace?"
Chen Weiwei said quickly: "Yes, the disciple did mention this matter to Master Ning. The disciple thought, use as much strength as you can."
Xin Yanque said: "I am very happy to have this heart. Since you want to do it, then go ahead and do it, but don't publicize it. After all, people in Shangyang Palace must keep a low profile and cannot be public."
"Yes, disciple...obey."
"Since you are the master of Fengyu Temple, you should set an example. I think I will donate your salary for the past two years. It doesn't need to be too much. It just means it."
Chen gritted his teeth slightly: "Disciple, follow your orders!"
Xin Yanque looked at Zhou Shenchen, who had a swollen face at this time: "Since you are the disciple of the temple master, you can't lag behind others. The temple master donated two years' salary. As a disciple, you can donate five years."
Zhou Shenchen said with a mournful face that there would be no problem for five years. This was all due to his disciple's loyalty.
Xin Yanque said, "Five years" means five years based on your teacher's salary, not your own salary.
But you still seem to be unconvinced, as if you are saying that I only let you stay with me for five years, because I look down on you, so let’s do it for ten years.
Zhou Shen Chen's heart: convex (fuck panfuck)
