I have a routine, male god

After giving the flat peach to Nezha, Su Xi returned to his Qionghua Palace, and went to work in the Zhenjun Palace as usual the next day.

She came early today, so she played with Xiao Tiangou for a while, but she accidentally knocked over the red ink pot on Yang Jian's desk, and all the cinnabar in it spilled on the ground.

After finally cleaning up the scene, Su Xi held the empty red ink pot, stared at Xiaotiangou with big eyes, and looked at each other speechlessly.

"It's okay! It's okay! I can fix it!" Su Xi nodded in comfort, then took out a small box of rouge from his sleeve, and poured all the contents into the red ink tank.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Jian walked into the Zhenjun Hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that the usually lively and smiling girl was sitting very quietly on the seat, concentrating on reviewing the files.

Xiaotiangou squatted obediently by his desk, saw him coming, and glanced at him at the same time as Su Xi, then quickly lowered his head, with a deep sense of guilt in his movements.

Yang Jian:……

He took a closer look at the hall and found nothing wrong, so he sat in front of his desk with doubts.

The files on the table were neat and tidy, the urgent ones and the non-urgent ones were placed on both sides, and the suspicious ones were clipped with red ribbons. Yang Jian looked at the files for a while and found nothing wrong with them, so he temporarily forgot about them.

After reading several dossiers, Yang Jian got one that was messy and logically chaotic. He frowned, dipped the brush in the cinnabar a few times, and was about to write Zhu's criticism, when he realized that the written words were actually Pink with a light floral fragrance.

Yang Jian:……

He looked at the little girl who was working honestly, and the other party was keenly aware of his gaze, and lowered her head again and again, almost buried under the table.

Yang Jian sighed in his heart, that's all, why blame her for some trivial matters?

So for the next whole day, Yang Jian used this can of fake red ink, and never mentioned a word from the beginning to the end.

If you ask what is the most nervous thing for gods in the world, it must be Zhu Pian who met Erlang Zhenjun. The serious Erlang Zhenjun is enough to scare people. All matters, big and small, are up to him to decide.

The gods from all walks of life have to hand in paperwork to the Hall of True Monarchs for anything. If they are rejected or even called to make a report, it will definitely be an extremely desperate thing.

At dusk, Zhenjun Shui De returned to the palace, and what greeted him was the rejected paper. He was full of lovelessness, and prayed in his heart that he would never be called to write the report.

Zhenjun Shuide opened the notebook tremblingly, preparing to accept the baptism of the storm, but the bright red verdict did not appear as expected, and a line of large pink characters appeared on the notebook: nonsense, rewrite.

True Monarch Huode:? ? ?

Zhenjun Huode looked at the six characters carefully for a while, and found that it was indeed Zhenjun Erlang's handwriting, but the original serious Zhu Pi turned pink, and somehow felt soft and cute, and he didn't let it go at all. People are afraid.

It's like a child carved in jade, although he talks to you with a straight face and criticizes you, but you are not nervous at all, and even think he is cute.

Zhenjun Huode was full of confusion, what happened to Zhenjun Erlang?

On the other side, Riyoushen, Jinguang Shengmu, Wenqu Xingjun, whose excerpts were rejected... also looked confused.

The next day, when the Lingxiao Palace went to court, all the gods who received Zhu's approval all aimed secretly at Yang Jian, but no one dared to ask.

So after the court was over, they all gathered together, whispering.

Zhenjun Huode coughed, and asked, "Cough, did any of you receive Zhu Zhenjun's approval yesterday?"

Our Lady of Golden Light exclaimed: "Ah! Could it be you too?"

Wenqu Xingjun said three words like a code word: "pink!"

Everyone nodded and said excitedly: "Pink!"

Our Lady of Golden Light had a messy expression: "What the hell is going on? How could Zhenjun..."

Wenqu Xingjun said: "I heard that there is a master book in the Zhenjun Palace, why don't we ask her about it."

So a large wave of gods flocked to the Qionghua Palace, and Su Xi was surrounded by them as soon as he got off work, and greeted each other with confusion, but it took him a long time to realize that Zhenjun Erlang is usually too serious, All the gods are afraid of him and dare not approach him at all.

So it's just a pink Zhu Zhu, which makes everyone nervous and insists on figuring out what's going on.

Su Xi suddenly had a strong sense of mission. How could the real gentleman be so gentle, so that he could be misunderstood by everyone all the time? We must break everyone's misconceptions and make him loved by everyone!

So Su Xi nodded, and told everyone solemnly: "The real king is actually super gentle, he just doesn't know how to express it. As a judicial god, he needs to be impartial and strict, and his face is unselfish, but this does not mean that the real king is unkind. Actually Zhenjun also really wants to get close to everyone, and the pink Zhupi is just his first step, everyone must encourage him a lot!"

Immortals from all walks of life suddenly realized, is this the case?They have misunderstood Zhenjun Erlang all along!

With heavy thoughts, everyone went back to their own palaces.

The next day, Yang Jian was dealing with affairs in Zhenjun Hall, and he opened a booklet, which was the report form of the rain master on the rainfall in various places this year. It was concise and clear, and there were no mistakes. A striking smiling face was drawn at the end of the notebook.

Yang Jian:……

Then I opened the next copy, which was the booklet for Tanlang Xingjun asking for a vacation. The front part was normal, but there was a meme added at the end.

Yang Jian:……

Then I opened all the folders in the back, and as expected, there were little surprises. Yang Jian looked at Su Xi, and saw the little girl looking at him with a smile, her eyes bent into crescents: "These are everyone's love for Zhenjun~ Be sure to be good!" ! Good! Reply! Yes! Ah!"

Yang Jian looked at the scriptures in front of him, and was silent for a moment. Originally, there was a new cinnabar today, but he silently put it away, and then wrote the vermilion criticism with pink ink.

Zhenjun Erlang, who was always serious, sat at the table very seriously at the moment, trying his best to reply everyone's notes kindly, and added a smiley face to the end.

His smiling face is basically an old emoticon pack, very dignified ∩∩

Su Xi couldn't stand it anymore, so he enriched his emoji pack≧﹏≦(＾＾)=￣ω￣=

Since the Zhenjun Palace is too majestic and solemn, every god who comes to report is trembling, so Su Xi deliberately decorated the hall, for example, painted nails on the stone dragon in the hall, and painted the two stone dragons at the door. The lion tied a bow.

So the god who came to report felt much better. This kind of thing is actually not so terrible. Erlang Zhenjun really has a zest for life!

On the Jade Road, Su Xi, who got off work, left with Yang Jian. On the way, he met the Antarctic Immortal, who greeted them with a smile, and invited Yang Jian to taste tea at his place in two days.

Yang Jian nodded, thanking him for his kindness.

After walking for a while, I met Empress Dianmu, who said that Zhenjun Erlang's emojis are really cute, and she looks forward to new ones in her brochure.

Yang Jian coughed lightly and agreed, "Yes."

Finally walking to a corner where no one was around, Su Xi, who had witnessed everything, couldn't help laughing and said, "Look, Zhenjun, everyone likes you very much!"

Yang Jian thought of the seven cousins ​​who didn't dare to speak in front of him in the past, and they knit him a piece of clothing for him two days ago, so he couldn't help touching Su Xi's head tenderly with his eyebrows and eyes, and said: "It's all yours." Credit."

Su Xi laughed happily, with a little complacency in his eyes, extremely cute.

At this time Yang Jian asked: "What did you put in the red ink pot? Why is it so fragrant?"

Su Xi replied very naturally: "It's Rouge!"

After speaking, he pointed to his bright red lips.

With a bang, Yang Jian's entire face turned red, and he reprimanded him in a flustered tone, who has always been calm: "Nonsense! How decent!"

He hurried away on the cloud, even the Xiaotian dog couldn't catch up with him.

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