You are a demon

"impossible",

Xie Ziju stood where he was, unable to recover for a long time, his senior brother would never do such a thing.

Through the amber eyes, Luo Shuyan saw himself in a state of embarrassment, his heart was as cold as a stone, but he only sighed,

"The Taoist may wish to recall all the deeds of your previous practice. Could it be that the emperor treats you only as a teacher and brother?"

He didn't give Xie Ziju a chance to breathe, and continued,

"Needless to say, the emperor's aptitude is higher than that of the Taoist leader. Why did the Taoist leader think he escaped into the world of mortals?"

Xie Ziju's feet were floating, as if he was stepping on cotton, and his expression was also in a trance. He didn't dare to look at Luo Shuyan, and he didn't have the face to look at him.

Luo Shuyan's words echoed in his mind over and over again, he didn't know how he got out of the Hall of Eternal Life, the dazzling sunlight shone on his body, and the jagged red bricks and green tiles were only dim.

"Ziju Daochang, the emperor summoned."

Xie Ziju was walking on his own, ignoring the little eunuch in front of him.

"Hey! Taoist priest, where are you going, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Seeing the Taoist priest who performed his lightness kung fu and left in a blink of an eye, the little eunuch couldn't catch up, so he could only stamp his feet anxiously on the spot.

Luo Shuyan stood at the door of the Hall of Eternal Life, looking at the figure that was getting further and further away, his clenched fists were slowly loosened, and his arms were hanging on his sides.

He lost his strength and knelt on the cold floor tiles, all the arrogance disappeared in an instant, and in the empty palace, only his low whispers could be heard,

"This muddy water should have given way to the Taoist chief."

Since Xie Ziju had already chosen to step into the mortal world, he should have expected that he would be involved in this dispute. All he did was to let him see the facts clearly in advance, so he was not wrong.

But whose fault is that.

It took only half a day for Mr. Luo's fall from grace to spread throughout the imperial palace, and soon it would spread throughout the entire imperial capital. In a prosperous and prosperous age, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and they like to find some topics to pass the time in their spare time.

In an exquisite and elegant tea house in Xuanjing, several elegant literati and poets are competing with each other and drinking tea in the elegant room.

Through the bamboo curtain, you can vaguely see a few figures, chatting and laughing, as if they were talking about some interesting topics, after a while, the thin man sitting in the back got up and picked up the expensive purple sand teapot Serve tea to those present.

The man next to him was obviously displeased, but the men on the opposite side had smirks on their faces and didn't stop him.

"Brother Fu, the imperial examination is coming soon. You are not at home to prepare well, but you invited us out. If you lose your reputation and Prime Minister Fu blames you, wouldn't you want to beat me up?"

The young master who was speaking had a good relationship with Fu Bowen, and he made some jokes between his words, which also enlivened the atmosphere in the private room.

Fu Bowen shook his head helplessly,

"No matter what I answer, the final result is still the same, so why worry about it."

Lin Lang at the side saw that he was feeling a little depressed, she silently poured out the half-cold tea, shuttled back and forth between the tea sets with her slender and dexterous hands, refilled a pot after a while, slowly poured the tea into the cup, and then What comes is the scent of tea, which penetrates into the lungs and refreshes the heart.

"Brother Fu is still blessed. It's hard to find such a versatile, considerate and virtuous man like Mr. Linlang~"

After the man finished speaking, he handed the teacup in front of Lin Lang with a smirk, but Fu Bowen stared at him so much that he shrank his neck, but he inadvertently made a face at everyone, took the teapot and poured another cup sadly. Brother Demantang couldn't laugh or cry.

"I think it's because your father hasn't returned home for a few days, and you're itchy again."

Looking at Lin Lang's slightly red face, Fu Bowen couldn't help but give that person a few words.

Jiang Miao stared back at Fu Bowen when she heard the words,

"It's fun to come out, can you not mention my old man, it's really disappointing."

Sometimes Fu Bowen really can't figure out Jiang Miao. As the son of the nine admirals, he has no knowledge of civil and military skills. He hugs grasshoppers all day long. Rubbing tea money.

"Okay, Mr. Fu, I know what you want to say. Those real gentlemen who have the world in their hearts and play with words are really not suitable for me. Please save your tongue and stop talking about it."

Every time when Fu Bowen concocted a bunch of reasons to persuade Jiang Miao to turn around, he always had an attitude that the sky had fallen and had nothing to do with him, which really made people careless to talk about it.

The Buddha crosses all living beings, but those who do not save themselves, even if Fu Bowen wants to help, it may be just a bamboo basket to fetch water.

Jiang Miao knocked on the folding fan, revealing a mysterious expression,

"Hey, don't you keep talking about me, have you heard... Mr. Luo, who is loved by thousands of people in this episode, has fallen out of favor~"

The young man in purple beside him sneered

"Since ancient times, emperors have been so ruthless, let alone just a little male favorite, what is there to talk about."

Jiang Miao patted the man on the shoulder, looking familiar,

"Brother Lou didn't know something when he first came to Xuanjing, this is not an ordinary male favourite..."

He deliberately paused, looked around the table, and sneaked up to Lou Junqing to whisper.

For a moment, a surprised expression appeared on Lou Junqing's face, but the smile was even worse.

"Oh~ there is such a thing?"

Jiang Miao also smiled without saying a word.

"It seems that Lou has said the wrong thing. Our emperor is so infatuated. If you think about it, Mr. Luo must not be a simple person, but I don't know what makes Mr. Luo special. Is he outstanding in appearance or fascinated by his talent?"

Fu Bowen didn't speak when he heard the words, but he felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

He and Luo Shuyan were originally in the same year of scientific examination, but when he was a high school student, but he was not named Sun Shan, in the blink of an eye for five years, he only met with him a few times when he held a banquet in the palace, but he was speechless .

But now, Luo Shuyan, who is full of poems and books, is probably long gone.

Jiang Miao has always been fearless,

"A few days ago at the banquet, I met him once. To be honest, Mr. Lou's beauty is probably far above him."

If this is an ordinary son, hearing this teasing, he would definitely be angry and say a few words, but Lou Junqing just smiled and said nothing, his phoenix eyes were slightly squinted, and there was always a sense of scheming.

It's just that Jiang Miao can't think so much, and won't pay special attention to him, just think about himself,

"If it's about talent, it's just a little Tanhualang. If the emperor hadn't been suppressing the prime minister, our Bowen would have been the number one scholar in high school long ago. How could it be his turn to have such a bright future?"

"Jiang Miao, stop talking nonsense!"

Seeing that Fu Bowen was sullen, Jiang Miao shrank back on the chair in embarrassment, but no one expected that Lou Junqing would still be active at this time, and asked,

"That Mr. Jiang thinks, how did he win the emperor's favor."

Jiang Miao leaned over to Lou Junqing, nudged him with her elbow, and said with a smirk,

"Why, Brother Lou, is it possible that he also wants to try this step to reach the sky?"

Lou Junqing picked up the teacup and took a sip, but there was no follow-up.

Jiang Miao only thought that he was an ambitious master, and made fun of him,

"How else can I blog? Naturally, I have learned the way of serving people. With Brother Lou's good looks, it is definitely..."

The people at the table were chatting and laughing well, but before Jiang Miao could finish his sentence, a stool slammed down on him.

The bamboo curtain was pulled open, only to hear someone roaring,

"Jiang Miao, I'm going to your grandma. It's still under the imperial city. How dare you talk nonsense like that. Let's see if I don't tear up your crap today!"

Fu Bowen and Lin Lang were taken aback,

"Second Master Luo, why are you here?"

The author has something to say: Hehehe, Xiaopangpang rolls up his sleeves and wants to fight (*^▽^*)