The host is changing the painting style every day

Chapter 195 The Empress Dowager VS The National Teacher (8)
Outside the majestic court hall and palace, almost all the people waiting to enter the palace have come.

From the moment Pei Mi stepped in, she could sense all kinds of scrutiny from all directions.

Some are curious, some have bad intentions, and some also want to make friends with Pei Mi or use her to rise to the top.

Each one has their own thoughts.

Pei Mi ignored these gazes, no matter they were malicious or kind, but if she didn't go up to provoke others, others would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.

"Master National Teacher, is there any major event when you return to Beijing this time?"

This person pretended to be quite simple.

"Master Yao, is the news so behind?"

There was a hint of laziness in the tone of Pei Mi's retorted question.

The other party choked slightly, and then felt uncomfortable in his eyes, but Pei Mi won the emperor's heart even more than him.

Lord Yao didn't dare to make fun of him directly, but he did give others a warning. Pei Mi seemed to be quite difficult to get in touch with.

Is this a little different from the previous image of the national teacher, or is it that the national teacher simply doesn't like Master Yao?

"As expected of Master Guoshi who blessed our Xia Dynasty, the smooth weather in the past few years is really thanks to Guoshi you continue to pray sincerely to Shangcang."

"You're joking. The reason why the Xia Dynasty can be prosperous today is that His Majesty is diligent in governing and caring for the people. Your lords work hard and love the people like your own sons. The teacher of the country just passed on instructions and achievements on his behalf."

How come people outside the [-]th line also want to provoke the relationship between my mother and His Majesty, that's too much.

She just came back, you really can't wait.

The other party seemed to want to say something, but soon the eunuchs and people from Honglu Temple were singing loudly.

"Xuan, all officials have an audience."

Officials, large and small, filed in according to the hierarchy.

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

"Everyone loves to be flat."

Pei Mi finally stood beside those princes and lords according to the information left by the former masters of the state.

This also shows the status of the Xia Dynasty's national teacher, which is equivalent to these princes and nobles.

Even in some aspects, sometimes they are more trusted by the emperor than them.

I don't know how many people are jealous to death, but let them enjoy the poor life of the national teacher, and they all want to pretend to be dead.

There is no one in this world who can take advantage of everyone.

Pei Mi muttered to herself, and soon felt something was wrong.

Because it was a little too quiet.

It was so quiet that one wondered if all the people around suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Just as Pei Mi's thought slipped through his mind, the system's alarm suddenly sounded.

"Host, the plan has changed. This time, people must be captured as quickly as possible."

Pei Mi was stunned for a moment, "What happened?"

The system said urgently, "Except for some problems here in the Interstellar Federation, interstellar pirates have begun to attack our server center frantically."

If there is a problem with the server, and Pei Mi and the others don't come back in time, it is very likely that they will not be able to come back at all later.

Taskers are very important, and they are a life-saving rope for the current interstellar world.

But Pei Mi is also important.

After all...Pei Mi is still the head of the Pei family.

An accident happened to Pei Mi, and the whole Pei family had to be blown up.

"When necessary, I will also forcefully take you, the host, back to the Federation."

In short, there must be no loss.

"I see."

Pei Mi nodded slightly, "I will speed up, and if necessary, I can take ours back by force."

It's not that you can't directly forcibly collect the fragments of spiritual consciousness from Junsi.

(End of this chapter)