After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

It's just a matter of survival.

Although Shen Qian's balls were chopped off, he couldn't bear the imperial concubine's wish to give birth to two children. Later, after being treated with a magical elixir, it was still difficult for the heir to be born, but at least there was hope.

However, he was not completely fascinated by the imperial concubine.

Worried that the imperial concubine would leave her father behind and seek to seize the country, he endured his hatred and saved Shen Junlin's life.

In this way, all the attention of the legitimate heirs fell on Shen Junlin, the legitimate son of the middle palace. There was more than one prince with the right to inherit, so it was particularly important for him, the father, to live long.

Another point is that the imperial concubine took a fantasy version of the doctor's concubine script, which is a model for a country girl to soar into the sky...

Seeing these messy contents, Xie Qingyun couldn't help but have a heart attack.

Fortunately, she is neither a queen, nor a concubine, nor a member of the harem, nor can she even compete with these disgusting things.

The only thing he has to do is to protect the little male protagonist as he grows up.

But Shen Junlin is a prince after all and lives in the palace for a long time. In what capacity should she be able to contact him openly?

This plot is rubbish!

[Junlintianxia sent a job invitation]

"???"

Xie Qingyun clicked on it.

[Position Name: Imperial Advisor of the Yaori Empire

Job introduction:

(1) Responsible for the observation of good and bad luck in the Yaori Empire, future divination, large-scale sacrifices, and the deduction of the fate of the royal heirs;

(2) Responsible for maintaining the destiny of the empire;

(3) The officially designated boss of the Imperial Monk Management Organization;

Requirements:

Designated by the Rizhao Dynasty and above, the cultivation level should not be lower than the middle stage of out-of-body cultivation.

Annual salary: two thousand two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones. 】

[Position Name: Sacrifice of the Yaori Empire

Job introduction:

(1) Responsible for the national war of the Yaori Empire;

(2) Teach the royal heirs how to practice;

(3) Observing imperial-level conferences;

Mao Sui recommended himself and his cultivation level should not be lower than the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Annual salary: 1,300 medium-grade spiritual stones. 】

Xie Qingyun took a look and realized that it would be better to be a national teacher!

However, the work dispatch letter issued by the powers above the Rizhao Dynasty still needs a little effort.

Xie Qingyun communicated directly with Ling Xiao.

"Eldest nephew, does the Yaori Empire have a large sect-level force under the Wentian Sect?"

Ling Xiao: "Where is the Yaori Empire?"

Xie Qingyun checked the map and gave the complete address.

"Dongsheng Shenzhou Qingcang Prefecture Rizhao Dynasty Yaori Empire."

Waited for a while.

"Yes, Xuanwu Sect. The superior immortal sect of the Rizhao Dynasty."

"You can get me a dispatch letter from Imperial Master Yaori. I want to go there and have some fun."

"Well, wait a minute."

Xie Qingyun didn't know that countless people had their legs broken because of her words.

When the head of the Xuanwu Sect saw the disciples from the Foreign Office of the Wentian Sect arriving in person, his legs were trembling.

Could it be that the stinky boy from the sect did something bad and got Wentian Zong in trouble, right?

"Sect Master Wang, your letter."

The disciple from the Foreign Affairs Office had a kind face and handed the letter over with both hands. The etiquette was just right and there was nothing wrong with it.

When he saw that he was just preparing a dispatch letter, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Hey, I thought it was a big deal!

By the way, where is the Yaori Empire?

"Don't worry, sir, I'll get it done right away!"

Sect Leader Wang used teleportation to return to the study, wrote a dispatch letter with a few strokes, and stamped the sect leader's seal himself.

The letter was made in two copies, one was given to the Wentian Sect disciples, and the other was sent to the Rizhao Dynasty.

In the span of a cup of tea, Ling Xiao passed the complete formalities for dispatching the Imperial Advisor to Xie Qingyun.

"Sorry for the trouble, nephew."

"Contact me directly if you have any questions."

"Are you busy lately?"

"It's much better with Master sharing the burden. Master asked me to convey this to you, let me know in advance when you come back and prepare your favorite meals."

"Ok!"

"Little uncle, have fun."

*

Xie Qingjun went to the Rizhao Dynasty first.

The Xuanwu Sect sent an elder to instruct this matter. When she arrived, the welcome ceremony of the Rizhao Dynasty was almost ready.

Xie Qingyun cast a spell on himself, which did not change his appearance, but could interfere with the perception of others.

The more familiar she seems, the less he can remember her.

After a simple meal, she set off for the Yaori Empire, escorted by Eunuch De, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the imperial guards.

Mr. De’s cultivation was good and he was in the early stages of leaving his body. He had a friendly and kind smile all the way.

His appearance was fixed in his youth, with red lips and white teeth, slender eyebrows, and eyes that were naturally affectionate but filled with bloodthirsty coldness. He was so beautiful that he was both feminine and ruthless.

"Your Majesty, just call your slave Xiao Dezi."

It was because of that face that he stood out. The other powerful eunuchs either had poor cultivation or had old bark faces.

Worried about blocking the eyes of the venerable descendants from the Xuanwu Sect, His Majesty took a long time to choose!

By the way, Xie Qingyun’s position in Xuanwu Sect is the position of inner sect elder. It feels great to go through the back door!

It took two days to finally arrive at the Yaori Empire.

Xie Qingyun was immediately invited to rest, while De Gonggong vigorously gave instructions to Emperor Yaori and the Prime Minister.

The Imperial Preceptor had a prominent position, equivalent to the mouthpiece and monitor of the Rizhao Dynasty, and had the power to influence the succession of the throne of the subordinate empires.

The more prosperous the subordinate empire is, the more benefits the dynasty will receive. As long as it is not a major matter that will destroy the world, the dynasty will generally not interfere.

The Yaori Empire also had national advisors in the early years, but due to certain events, the dynasty has not sent state advisors for nearly three hundred years.

Otherwise, it would not be that easy for that little bastard Shen Qian to get to the top.

Eunuch De supervised Shen Qian and sent people to tidy up the Imperial Master's Palace before he respectfully bid farewell to Xie Qingyun.

"Your Majesty, I am anxious to go back and resume my duties, so I will take my leave now."

Xie Qingyun nodded.

Eunuch De led the Imperial Forest Army onto the flying boat and disappeared into the sky with a flick of the fly whisk.

The Immortal Cultivation Forces of sects, families, and national systems give people completely different feelings.

At this time, in the Imperial Master's Palace, there were beautiful palace maids and eunuchs on standby. When she coughed, someone closed the window and poured hot tea. When she stood up, someone opened the door and raised the door curtain. As soon as she thought of going out, someone prepared to drive her away in a sedan chair.

Enjoyment is enjoyment, but a bit cumbersome.

Xie Qingyun had no choice but to order him to stay outside on weekdays and not to enter the palace without instructions.

Seeing that Shen Junlin's matter was not urgent, she ordered her chamberlain to present the work tasks and relevant information of the Imperial Master's Palace.

After all, the gap has been filled, so we can’t do nothing.

While Xie Qingyun was concentrating on grading, the battle in Changle Palace had just come to an end. The charming woman with a rosy face was lying on the man's fair chest, and asked in a soft voice:

"Brother, why did the Rizhao Dynasty think of sending a national advisor? Do you have any clues?"

The woman deliberately twisted her waist, and the indistinguishably beautiful man frowned and slapped his plump buttocks hard.

"Hey, you little rascal!"

Then his eyes were full of spring, and he shook his head solemnly:

"I don't know either. Since he is sent by the dynasty, just respect him and don't mess with him."