Quick Transmigration: Male God's Fancy Blackening Manual

Chapter 313 6. Ancient Martial Arts 67
"Martial arts competition?" The magistrate's eyes quickly flashed a calculating light, his cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, and the eyes that looked at Ye Mingjue again were full of faint deep meaning.

"With Ye Shaoxia's martial arts, it's more than enough to participate in a martial arts competition, but it's just that he is only a martial arts champion. Isn't that a bit condescending?" The magistrate squeezed his mustache, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Ye Mingjue behaved like a passionate young man who is loyal to the country and wants to join the army as a general. He was immediately shocked, serious and reverent: "I was born to want to be a general, to defend my Great Xiao Dynasty, to let The people of the Xiao Dynasty will no longer suffer the pain of being invaded by foreign races, and will no longer experience the days when their wives and children are scattered and the people do not have a living."

After finishing speaking, Ye Mingjue's eyes seemed to be ignited with flames.

The flame seemed to be able to burn with loyalty and blood.

The prefect was stunned for a moment.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it. Of course, this did not mean that the magistrate was moved by Ye Mingjue's words, but that the smile he just raised was full of sarcasm.

As we all know, he is a sycophant, a sycophant who surrounds and flatters the emperor and makes him unable to see right from wrong. What he hates most are the loyal ministers who are against him.

Those loyal veterans counted, and so did the handsome man in front of him.

But it's too late for the magistrate to take advantage of the two, so of course it's impossible to show a disgusted expression at them.

The prefect originally just wanted to dedicate the two of them to the emperor, and then please the emperor. Now he has changed his mind. He wants to bend this handsome young hero's sense of right and wrong, and make the handsome young hero be like him. Ugly and dark inside.

The magistrate took a cup of tea and took a sip slowly, then looked up at Ye Mingjue, "Very well, I am very satisfied with your loyalty, now you can stay by my prefect's side, this prefect will naturally let you realize your ambition Wei Zhi."

Only then did Ye Mingjue show an excited expression, and cupped his hands at the magistrate, "Then thank you for reminding me, sir."

The magistrate saw that he quickly restrained his excitement, pretended to be indifferent, and nodded in satisfaction, "Very well, I will have an important meeting with His Majesty in three days, you brothers and sisters will follow, and I will introduce you again. "

Ye Mingjue nodded.

During this period, Xiao Mingjun had been eating boringly, watching Ye Mingjue's acting, and watching the magistrate being fooled for a while.

That magistrate is really stupid, he didn't know that he was cheated by his own leader.

But who is the enemy of his leader? He actually needs to meet with the emperor.

Is it the sycophant in the court who only covers the sky with his hands?Or a powerful prince, or...

emperor?

Xiao Mingjun lowered his head to eat silently, his eyelids drooped to cover the faint cold light in his eyes.

If he was the last one, it is really understandable why the leader did not use the power of the Demon Cult to take revenge.

After Xiao Mingjun finished his meal, he returned to his room.

After about a few minutes, there was a knock on the wooden door. After Xiao Mingjun opened it, he saw his own teacher standing outside the door.

Ye Mingjue didn't pretend to be in Xiao Mingjun at all.

There was a strategizing smile on the corner of his mouth, and after turning around and closing the door, he sat on the chair, staring straight at Xiao Mingjun with deep and dark eyes.

In those eyes, one can easily see that there is a person inside.

(End of this chapter)