Waiting for the "rabbit"'

God damn husband and wife!

Lin You had only this sentence in his mind until he followed Jiang Rongfu into the sedan chair.

Jiang Rongfu wore a golden crown and a golden dragon court dress embroidered with gold thread. He didn't have a majestic aura, only a handsome and elegant figure who was floating like a fairy.

Still the same sentence, look at the face.

Of course, when he got into the sedan chair, Jiang Rongfu was the merciless devil teacher, no matter how good-looking his face was, Lin You couldn't feel at ease.

"Rabbit, come to review the handprints, the imaginary seals!"

Lin You thought about it for a moment, and tentatively squeezed out a handprint.

Jiang Rongfu's expression changed.

Lin You and Jiang Rongfu sat face to face on the sedan chair. When the sedan chair got up, Jiang Rongfu mercilessly pulled out a small wooden branch from the hidden compartment. Lin You trembled, and stretched out his palm crying.

Imperial City, Xuande Hall.

It started early in the morning. After all, not everyone can sleep until he wakes up naturally like Jiang Rongfu who has no position, not even the emperor.

The Xuande Hall had long been a mess, and when Lin You approached it, he felt that the inside was like a boiling cauldron, gurgling and spitting out.

Well, a very high-end and well-founded spittle star.

"The Demon Sect has been lurking for 40 years, and now it appears that King Anyang was assassinated. If they continue to be so arrogant, what is the majesty of the emperor and the court? I think that now we should gather troops and step down the Ghost Mountain!"

"General Zhao's words are wrong. Zhu Xing's embedding the sun is the most important issue at the moment. General Zhao is young. I don't know how powerful Min Gui was in the Ghost Rebellion 40 years ago. Now the assassination of King Anyang is not the biggest problem. , I think, I should send a letter to Dugui Temple to send Master Hengming to discuss the Trapped Soul Formation."

"Master Hengming is blind and has not been out of the ghost temple for more than 20 years. I thought that when I went to Wanhua Temple to ask for a bone dagger, the strange soul brought by Zhu Xing embedded in the sun is also a soul after all. Is it possible that I can stop the bone dagger? Power..."

"Master Zhou doesn't know how powerful the alien soul is. Forty years ago, it was the bone dagger held by Master Hengjue who killed the host body of the alien soul, but the grain and grass in Chengzhou were burned to nothing? And now 40 years have not left Hengjue. Master Jue is such a detached monk, who can afford a bone dagger in today's world? I'm afraid it's not just a life for a life."

"The national teacher said that now the aura circulation is gradually stabilizing. After 40 years, even if the strange soul can only survive, I'm afraid it will weaken..."

"Is the power of the alien soul something we can think of? I'm afraid it will weaken? If there is no weakening, this will only force the alien soul to the opposite side! I think that appeasement is the most important thing, and recruiting to the seat of the national teacher... ..."

"The national teacher is old, and none of the disciples is capable of becoming a national teacher. Even if the strange soul enters the seat of the national teacher, how many years will it last? I think it will be..."

"…………"

Noisy and noisy, the Xuande Hall is actually more lively than the vegetable market.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair, looking expressionlessly at a group of courtiers spitting at each other, his eyes suddenly brightened, then dimmed again.

There is no one else in the world who can make the emperor react like this except Anyang Wang Jiang Rongfu.

The eunuch loudly announced the arrival of King Anyang, and in an instant, the entire Xuande Hall was quiet.

He is full of calculations, except for the title of king, the king of Anyang who has no service has only been to court four times in total, all of which are "accidentally" obtained some evidence that ordinary people will never get to come to attack people. The characters, every time there is a bloodbath, killing the Quartet.

Jiang Rongfu's code of conduct was quietly circulated among the courtiers.

If it doesn't sing, it's over. Once it sings, the emperor will send someone down.

Of course, the emperor paid a lot of money every time Jiang Rong was asked to return to court to do things for him, but only this time, it was not the emperor's order.

The emperor watched Jiang Rongfu graciously pulling the claws of a certain cowering rabbit, and felt his brain begin to ache.

The Xuande Hall was resplendent and resplendent, and the place that was filled with fierce quarrels just now was completely silent, only the slight rattling of court boots on the floor.

"Why don't all the adults talk about it? It's about my concubine, how can I not let me listen to it?"

Jiang Rongfu took Lin You's hand and stepped into the Xuande Hall. Lin You behind him looked numb and didn't want to speak at all.

Fuck your sister's princess, who just slapped me in the carriage?

"Give a seat."

The emperor's voice sounded, and Eunuch Fu at the side bowed, and cleverly set down the wooden chairs for Jiang Rongfu and Lin You.

In fact, God knows how much effort the emperor took to say "granting a seat" instead of "retreating from the court".

Jiang Rongfu pulled Lin You to sit down steadily, and raised his chin towards a group of courtiers.

"My lords, please?"