Quick Time Transmigration: Autistic Male God, Don't Be Afraid of Me

Chapter 168 The Little Beast Prince 12
It is estimated that today's matter is not over yet, and there is also the matter of the emperor.I sent someone to bring him a message. According to the importance they attach to the national teacher here, it is estimated that they will drive here before dark, annoying!Can't speak, but refuse customers.

Mengmeng simply wrote a note and pasted it on the door, "Retreat and practice, please do not disturb".

I have been tricked by the system many times. Is this system my own?It’s really unreliable!Why haven't you come back yet?

Helplessly, Mengmeng could only sit cross-legged on the bed and continue practicing the Phoenix Dance for Nine Heavens.This is only the third level. Based on the evaluation of this physical fitness, I estimate that I will be able to persist to the fourth or fifth level, right?

Although it may not be necessary, but there are more ways to save lives, no one thinks too much, right?
Qing Luan curled up, listening to the movement outside.Without saying a word, does he not want himself?fraud!Smelly Master!He actually went to pick up someone again.

Is that person obedient?Can you serve him yourself?Think about it and take it back to the palace yourself!Not myself!no!No!Just hide here.He actually didn't even look for himself.Is it just because of the man outside that he wants to send him back?Is that person so good?Didn't Lu Xiang say that the Imperial Master wanted to accept him as his apprentice?Or does he think that the person outside is more obedient than him and is more suitable to be his apprentice?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, since he was so obedient, he still wanted to let him go.Qingluan's eyes began to show signs of crying again.no!Can't cry, he doesn't like people who cry.And if you cry, you will be found, and you will be sent back when the time comes.It will also make him feel that he is not as good as the one outside...

He buried his head in his knees, wetting his pants with tears.No, I don't cry myself.To cry is to let the one who was brought back be driven out by the Master of the State Teacher crying!Qingluan thought angrily, he wanted to let Master Guoshi see the true face of that person clearly.

As Mengmeng expected, Emperor Qingyun really came.I also brought several cars with me.Fearing that she would be unhappy, he basically left the imperial army and his followers at the foot of the mountain.Only a few close eunuchs and two guards came.

'Dong dong dong', "Is the Imperial Preceptor here? I'm here to visit the Imperial Preceptor."

Hearing the sound outside, Lu Yuan and Lu Xiang came to open the door.Why is the emperor here?

"Where is Master Guoshi?" Qingyun looked at the two who opened the door, "Go and report that I am here."

"Your Excellency has already rested, and we are not allowed to disturb you for the time being." Lu Xiang returned.

"Me too?"

"Your Majesty, please come in and wait a moment. I'll report." After Lu Xiang greeted him, Lu Yuan went to call the Imperial Master.

The emperor waved his hand, and a bunch of apology gifts were brought in and placed in the courtyard.Lu Xiang did not dare to neglect, brewed the best tea and served it to him.

"Master Guoshi, have you rested? The emperor is here." Lu Yuan said outside the door.

Mengmeng frowned. She couldn't speak now, so she could only write a letter and ask the emperor to wait until tomorrow.

Anyway, there were former Imperial Preceptors and old Imperial Preceptors, and the emperor and other Imperial Preceptors were not unexperienced anyway. After thinking about it, he took out the written letter, showed it to Lu Yuan, and motioned him to show it to the emperor.

Lu Xiang hesitated for a moment and took the letter.The emperor read the letter, looked unhappy and asked Lu Xiang to prepare a house for them to live in, and then sent someone down the mountain to bring a message.

Seeing the twilight, Qing Luan slipped out from the corner of an empty room and watched Lu Yuan and Lu Xiang carrying boxes.

At first glance, these boxes belonged to the palace. Sure enough, the national teacher didn't want me anymore, and exchanged me for things.Is he that short of money?I will also make money in the future.Very angry!
He dodged secretly, but found that there were many more people in the Imperial Master's residence tonight.There were two people he had seen from a distance, following the emperor and his father.They wouldn't just help people keep vigil. Could it be that their father is here?He was a little panicked. Did he take him back to the cold palace?

Qingluan was not happy and didn't want those people to be happy. After several searches, he finally found the rough sound he heard that afternoon.Sneaking to the stable, hiding from the horse guard, he stole two piles of horse manure.Covering his nose, he threw a lump at the door of the person who robbed his imperial master, and threw a lump at the eunuch Kang Fushan who had previously bullied him to follow his father.

Let Kang Fushan, who was drowsily guarding the door, let out an ouch.I just feel a bad smell on my body. "Who is it!"

"What's wrong?" Qingyun heard the noise and came out, only to feel an unpleasant smell permeating Kang Fushan's body, making the surrounding area also full of this smell.The other attendants also smelled it, but since the emperor was here, they couldn't break the rules.They all held their breath and lowered their heads.

"You stay away from me."

"Yes." Kang Fuhai also felt aggrieved. Sitting here, he was provoking anyone.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the person walked away, he asked while covering his nose.

"Back to the emperor, tonight is the slave's vigil. I was just waiting here when a piece of horse dung flew out of nowhere."

Hearing this, Qingyun's face is not happy, could it be that the national teacher asked him to do it?No way, the national teacher should not do such a thing, who did it?Could it be that some kind of martial arts champion, who felt that he was unfair and took revenge?The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was right, so I directly confirmed it.

Poor Wu Zhuangyuan directly took the blame for Qingluan.

Qingyun couldn't bear it, "Go and wash yourself, you are not allowed to come back if you don't wash, if you let me smell it, you will ""

"Yes." Kang Fushan lowered his head in frustration, why don't you change the room and let the slaves clean it up. "

Qingyun didn't say anything, but he obviously disliked this place.Kang Fushan retreated to clean up, and before leaving, asked someone to prepare it for the emperor.

Qingluan, who was huddled in the corner watching the show, actually had a bit of excitement in his eyes.Although this man was his father, he thought that if he did this, he would be uncomfortable if he carried his mother on his back.Unexpectedly, I felt more comfortable and wanted to do it again.

It didn't take long for him to be happy like this. Early the next morning, Wu Zhuangyuan was so nauseated by the horse dung at the door that he didn't even eat breakfast.

This news naturally spread to Mengmeng's ears.This one is the champion of martial arts, and the other is the emperor, and they are still in the National Teacher's Mansion.Needless to say, whoever did it knows, it seems that Qingluan has not left and is still in the mansion.

But how to trick him out?I couldn't find it even if I looked for it before.Children are so good at hiding.

In the lobby of the Imperial Master's Mansion, everyone had a tacit understanding of this matter and did not mention it.

"My lord." The emperor smiled.

"..." Mengmeng nodded, replying to his words.

Wu Zhuangyuan had been waiting for him early in the morning, just waiting for the national teacher to come.I don't know if Master Guoshi can help me with this.If you help, I will give the national teacher to my family in the future.

Mengmeng didn't think too much about it, this martial arts champion herself wanted to help, but with some conditions.

"Master Imperial Master, the things I sent yesterday..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love."

"Then I don't know what's the matter that Master Guoshi called me here?"

After Wu Zhuangyuan heard this, he stood below and carefully looked up at the two people sitting above, but he suddenly bumped into Mengmeng's eyes that were like almighty frost.So cold!
"Three things." After saying that, he motioned to Lu Xiang to hand over what he had written.

Fortunately, he was smart, so he prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and finished writing.Admire your own mechanism.

'Choose a prince and bring him back to educate him.

The top two martial arts champions are talents and need to be retained

Third, Wu Zhuangyuan was asked to stay in the Imperial Prefecture for five years before returning to the court. '

These few requirements, including what the emperor wanted, were not difficult for him.It's just that this martial arts champion looks really unsightly.

Qingyun squinted at Wu Zhuangyuan and then lowered his head. This person's appearance is really not in his aesthetic point of view. If he really looked up at him every day, he would really be shocked.

However, it is also good for the national teacher to take a prince by his side to educate him.

Isn't it necessary to let this martial arts champion stay in the National Teacher's Mansion for five years?If you don't have to see this person for five years, just say yes.Big deal, after five years have passed, immediately send him far away, and never see him again in this lifetime.

After making the decision, Qingyun looked at Mengmeng.

Wu Zhuangyuan was very disturbed, what did the national teacher write?He doesn't know anything.

"Okay, Imperial Preceptor, I agree. But I don't know which prince the Imperial Preceptor wants?"

"I will choose in a few days." After Mengmeng finished speaking, there was no more to say.Leave a suspense for Qingyun, let him go back and slowly toss the group of children.

Seeing that the national teacher did not speak, Qing Yun finally turned his head to look at the bent man below.This person didn't want him because he thought he was ugly before, and it's okay to say anything else.He is also an authentic champion of martial arts, but this behavior is really vulgar, and he even called himself a fool before.I really can't swallow this breath.But the teacher here...

Think about the future of the Phoenix Dynasty...

"What's your name?" Qingyun glanced impatiently, and when Wu Zhuangyuan raised his head, he silently looked away.It may be disrespectful for the Imperial Master to look directly at him, but the scene outside is quite good.

"Xiaomin Qishan."

"Well. I won't pursue you for what happened before. Kang Fushan..."

"The slave is here. What is the emperor's order?" Hearing Qing Shan's voice, Kang Fushan, who was waiting outside, hurried in.

"Restore Qi Shan's position as the top military scholar. In addition, it is decreed that Qi Shan, the top military scholar, will be under the care of the Imperial Master's Office for five years before returning to the court."

After Qingyun finished speaking, Qi Shan was shocked, and Kang Fushan, who made the order, was also shocked.What do you mean, Your Majesty?Didn't you hate this guy very much before?how?

"Do you have an opinion on what I said?"

"I don't dare." Kang Fushan quickly knelt down after receiving Qingyun's warning.

"Then why don't you go draft a decree?"

"Yes, the slave will go here."

"Wu Zhuangyuan still doesn't thank you?" Mengmeng picked up the tea and took a sip casually.

It was only after hearing this that Qi Shan came to his senses, "Thank you, Your Majesty, long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty. Thank you, Imperial Teacher."

Mengmeng waved her hand. She had conditions. Didn't she listen to the emperor's instructions to guard the Imperial Prefect's Mansion?Why are you so happy?
"Your Majesty is busy with affairs, so let's go back to the palace if there is nothing else to do." Now that the work is over and there is nothing to say, he should retreat first.Mengmeng stands up and leaves.

Find a way to trick Qingluan out.

Where can I hide?This kid is nothing to worry about.

(End of this chapter)