"It's been so long and there's still no news at all?"
In the political hall, Jinmu Yuanjun's voice sounded faintly.
Under the deep algae, the seven gilded high seats are all full. The faces of the men and women in luxurious clothes have the same cold solemnity, and different thoughts are surging undercurrents.
"Kunlun has 815 peaks, big and small, and Junzhou has 36 million hectares of land. There is not a trace of abnormality."
Tai Zhen Yuanjun rubbed his forehead tiredly. There was a hint of wind between her brows, and half an hour ago she was thousands of miles away.
Yunhua Yuanjun handed over a handkerchief dipped in the spirit-awakening potion and motioned for her to wipe her face. Taizhen Yuanjun took it naturally, and heard her already saying to Jinmu Yuanjun:
"If that person really comes back and he doesn't want us to find him, how can we find him?"
"Really? Why do I see you being surprised again?" Zhenjun Qianyuan raised his eyebrows, not caring.
"I'm surprised. Looking at the nine continents for hundreds of thousands of years, how can there be any immortals who have ascended and come back?"
He said in a strange tone: "This ascended power is probably no different from the person who passed away. You ants in this world, you really want to use someone else's name to get Joe!"
"Qianyuan!" The man in black who had been silent on the lower left coughed heavily, "Be careful what you say!"
Zhenjun Qianyuan snorted coldly.
"Everyone, the riots in the sky and sea on the night of Frost's Day are indeed suspicious."
The man on the lower right rests his forehead on his hands and seems to be speaking absentmindedly. The monk who is still in the weak stage basically regards the cold and heat as nothing, but he is covered with thick fox fur, his bun is loose and crooked, and a trace of hair falls on his temples. He looks lazy for no reason, but he has an unparalleled face. , when the peach blossom eyes are raised, there is a blush flowing.
"But regardless of whether that person returns or not, we can't just keep arguing like this, right?"
As soon as he changed the topic, the crimson color in his eyes suddenly seemed to be overflowing with real substance. He swept the whole audience sharply, and finally his eyes fell on Jinmu Yuanjun at the head of the table.
"If we treat it as if he has truly returned, do you plan to continue to 'remain unchanged in response to any changes'?"
He laughed mockingly, "When he ascended, Junzhou was impregnable, and no one from the world dared to invade. All the sects only followed Kunlun's lead. He is coming back, what are you going to show him? You have allowed him to annex the small sects one by one. As a result, the large sect that is now inexorably large is a scattered monk organization that has sprouted everywhere in less than a century, making trouble every day and making trouble every day?
Or are you planning to put the fact that Qiong Sang monopolized the Sixteen Kingdoms of Haixi, that Kunlun never sent a single soldier, and that the defense line retreated two thousand miles from the original position, into the merit book, and submit it to him to ask for rewards? ! "
"We don't want these things to happen. Heng Wu, why do you need to come out and talk about it now? We'd better hurry up and get down to it."
Yunhua Yuanjun calmly planned to expose it.
"Now?" Heng Wu laughed, as if he had expected the other party's habit of doing Tai Chi. He leaned back on the chair and said,
"That's just another way for you to demolish the east wall to repair the west wall. Seven people will vote by a show of hands. Only your side will pass."
He glanced at Zhongshan Zhenjun, who was always silent in his position, "Some people, don't always think that if you take the initiative to exchange the right to speak and find a backer, you can be free regardless of everything. It should be noted that a fire at the city gate will affect Chiyu!"
Zhongshan Zhenjun remained silent.
"You talk as if you are so great! Don't you just want to have military power?" Tai Zhen Yuanjun couldn't bear it anymore.
"In order to fight against foreign aggression, we must first secure our inner peace! Kunlun is now supporting the huge Junzhou alone, and it is barely enough to maintain stability. How can we send any more troops to you!"
"Whatever you say!" Heng Wu chuckled.
"Anyway, it's you who started to form cliques and engage in party disputes as soon as he ascended. The responsibility for Kunlun becoming what it is today is all yours. The rest of us are just joining in to accompany him."
He stood up and said, "It doesn't matter if the meeting doesn't happen. You can do whatever you want. I'll take my leave now."
The man in black also stood up and followed him out of the political hall. Qianyuan Zhenjun didn't want two "allies" to leave at once, so after hesitating for a while, he had no choice but to throw away his robe and leave.
"It seems that we can't reach an agreement again," Jinmu Yuanjun said slowly at this time. She turned the ring on her thumb.
"Taizhen, has the Yuhuamen rebellion been cleared up?"
"The matter has come to an end for the time being," Tai Zhen Yuanjun breathed out,
"But my daughter doesn't understand. How can a small sect with only 500 members get so much money to equip all members with light armor?"
"I'm afraid there's someone else behind the scenes who's unclear, so let's go check it out."
"yes!"
"As for Yun Hua," Jinmu Yuanjun raised his eyes, "Heng Wu is right about one thing. No matter what is about to happen, we must take some action. You stay, and I have to explain more important things to you."
Above the sea of clouds, Heng Wu leaned on the cloud cart and played with the smoke stove in his hand carelessly.
The man in black sat opposite him. He hesitated and said, "Are you... angry today?"
"get angry?"
Heng Wu smiled and shook his head, with a nonchalant look on his face, "How is that possible? It's just that since I was appointed as this elder, I have to express my opinion on some critical occasions."
He handed over the incense burner and said, "Take it back and light it three times a day. Although it won't heal the wounds in your soul, the warming effect is excellent. It's better than nothing."
The man in black took it helplessly, "The left and right are suffering from chronic diseases. Why do you bother so much?"
"If you were not injured, how could you still be weak, let alone be controlled by that woman!" Heng Wu's eyes darkened.
"I just don't want to argue with them..."
The man in black wanted to explain, but gave up. He tried to change the topic.
"So are you sure now that he is really coming back?"
Heng Wu smiled and said nothing, but raised his fingers to seal his red lips.
The man in black was silent for a moment again, "...If not, if you really get military power, will you really go to quell the rebellion again?"
This time it was Heng Wu's turn to be silent. After a while, he suddenly raised a bright smile and said,
"certainly."
He raised his eyes and looked directly at the other party, "But I will never give back this military power."
"Ming Yu, I want to fight for all the authority. I can never watch something like that happen to you again!"
Most of Kunlun's disciples have no idea about the open swords and hidden arrows on the island in the middle of the lake. Rot grows in the dark, but on the outside, daily life seems to be business as usual.
After the short holiday, the chieftain returned to his usual busy schedule. Especially when it comes to the annual time when every sect in the lower realm pays tribute to Kunlun, just counting the accounts and checking for omissions and filling in the gaps is enough for everyone to keep spinning.
Rong Tong's head swelled as he looked at the messy accounts handed in from various places. Even if most of them are paper versions, even the format is messy.
She had to design a form and send it to the work group, and assigned a task list to everyone, requiring everyone to analyze, summarize and classify the accounts according to the above progress.
And this is also the time to showcase everyone’s work capabilities.
The person who accomplished the most outstanding tasks at this stage was undoubtedly Feng Yuji. He responded quickly and had clear thinking, and the reports he handed in were always the clearest and most organized. Moreover, it is very effortless to lead him. Often when a task is handed over, Rong Tong doesn't have to worry about it and waits for him to complete the work beautifully on time.
The work results of He Qingqiu, Cheng Qiubai and Li Jingxun are also decent. The first two obviously have more flexible ideas. Occasionally they encounter some problems. As long as Rong Tong clicks a few questions, they can understand most of them.
To be honest, from the perspective of understanding, Rong Tong felt that Cheng Qiubai was actually better than He Qingqiu, but He Qingqiu just asked if he didn't understand, and every problem was solved in time. As for Cheng Qiubai, he just worked and didn't talk every time. Although he was the first to submit his report every time, he still made a few mistakes. Young Master Rong Tong had to correct him one by one, and he happened to make it the next time. Won't make the same mistake again.
Li Jingxun is slightly inferior in this aspect, but she is a more down-to-earth girl and can barely keep up with the work progress despite her hard work.
As for Song Chenping, although his popularity is as high as arrogance, the things he hands in are quite stable, but every time he is delayed until the end of the construction period, this is not like his quick temper.
And... Rong Tong somehow felt that his report had a familiar feeling. It was very similar to some habitual little usages in the final draft that Cheng Qiubai submitted after continuous improvement. However, she had asked Cheng Qiubai several times in a circumstantial manner to no avail. She could only think that the two of them had offices close to each other, and it was possible that they had learned from each other.
As for Zhang Jiucheng... Rong Tong rubbed his eyebrows while reading the summary sheet he handed in. His written work has undoubtedly always been excellent. As the immediate boss of several Cao officials below, he naturally needs certain leadership skills. Judging from the communication in the work group, it is usually Rong Tong who gives an order, and he can help you arrange it in an orderly manner, and even put forward many constructive suggestions.
Rong Tong's previous definition of him had always been that "talent is better than virtue". The fact that Tan Mo Lingmai dug into Kunlun's corner and tried to hide it from her made her have a grudge against Zhang Jiucheng, but at the same time she had to admit that he was really capable.
But as the observation deepened, Rong Tong discovered a problem, that is, Zhang Jiucheng's daily performance was not consistent with the ability he showed in his written report.
Everyone gathered together for a meeting, and the people below were discussing enthusiastically. Only Zhang Jiucheng was dumbfounded, like a saw-beaked gourd. I asked him if he understood, but he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and just said to go back and sort it out. Give her a report.
The report submitted the next day was indeed novel in perspective and made many prophetic assumptions. Rong Tong was surprised when he saw it and said to himself that since you understand my thoughts so deeply, I might as well arrange for you to give me some tutoring. Cao Guanmen’s job!
As a result, once the arrangements were made, he seemed to have become a transparent person, agreeing on the surface, but actually not caring about anything. The officials still came to her directly every day if they had problems. Rong Tong faced him, not knowing whether to be angry or laugh.
So as a phase of work gradually came to an end, Rong Tong became more and more headache-y. She fought for this official position in order to accumulate some strength of her own. In other words, she first wanted to cultivate a group of people of her own in Kunlun.
But now it has become a problem who should be trained. The best candidate in front of us seems to be Feng Yuji. However, he has an indifferent and calm personality. To put it bluntly, he has no career development vision, which is called lack of ambition. , a person who has no desires and needs, what can you do to make him form a gang with you?
What worries her even more is that behind Feng Yuji there is a villain who has been staring at him. She has already predicted Feng Yuji's tragic fate in the future. If she chooses to pull him onto her ship, it means that she must do something Well determined to help him fight against fate.
She unconsciously wrote and drew on the paper, "Two Moon City", "Montessori"... When the turning point of his fate came, she not only reminded him secretly, whether he still dared to change his future. With everything still uncertain, will he be involved in another destiny that has already been written?
After thinking about it, Rong Tong threw the paper filled with plot keywords into the charcoal fire, and the flames ate away at the edge of the paper bit by bit.
She rubbed her face in frustration and forced herself to recognize the reality. Being a hero is based on strength, but she seemed glamorous now, but she was like a penthouse in the sky.
