I really want to be a cook

"Your master is my subordinate, and you want her to help, but that doesn't mean you want me to give her small shoes to wear in the future.

If I were your master, I would definitely regret accepting such an unfilial disciple like you right now. "

Linglong glanced at Zhao Ning helplessly, as if saying something.

He was right.

Although Jiang Ping has not returned to the Martial Arts Department so far, it seems that he is not interested in the work of the Martial Arts Department.

But the last time he placed the blind old man in the Martial Arts Department, Immortal Immortal had just objected, and when he returned home at night, he was wrapped in a sack and beaten up, just like a joke.

Wuliang Zhenren is a great master of martial arts, and he is also a great master.

But it was so unbelievable that he was put in a sack and beaten so badly.

According to Wuliang's later recollection, he only said that there were a lot of them, and then he shook his head and sighed.

Obviously, because there were so many people on the opposite side, he had no choice but to be sacked in a sack.

Although it didn't hurt him, it was extremely insulting.

It was also that time that Martial Daosi reconfirmed who was the boss again.

Linglong doesn't want to be the director anymore.

Although Zhao Huang told her at the beginning that Jiang Ping was in transition, after two years, even if he didn't take the initiative to abdicate, he would die in office.

As a result, Jiang Ping is now eating well and sleeping well, and it looks like he can live another 200 years without any problem.

Linglong knew that this guy had deceived everyone.

Among them was her celestial master.

Therefore, Linglong has always been in awe of Jiang Ping.

Zhao Ning saw that the master didn't support her, so she could only take a deep breath, then stretched out her little hand and said, "No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. I'll save some dowry for myself first."

"Oh, so you really have the right person."

Jiang Ping took out a large handful of gold tickets from his pocket, and handed Zhao Ning an insignificant one out of his eager eyes, fully interpreting the word trench.

By the way, due to the irresistible kindness of Shangguan's younger brother, he took over Tongtian Bank's branch in Shangjing, and now it is renamed Jiang's Bank.

Now he also has a bank in his hand.

Zhao Ning snorted: "I've taken a fancy to you, but you shouldn't either."

"Anyway, in the end, I will either marry to the State of Wei or the State of Qin. Is there any other choice?"

Jiang Ping looked at Zhao Ning very strangely:

"You're not stupid?"

Zhao Ning: ""

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!"

"I'm leaving, take your time!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ning turned his head and left, walked down the tower with heavy steps, returned to the bedroom, and dropped several vases.

Jiang Ping didn't care about Zhao Ning's emotions, he looked at Linglong beside him and said:

"Why do you want to come here today to join in the fun?"

Linglong brushed her long hair at the temples, it was quite feminine.

Although Linglong is also a very beautiful woman, her temperament is more capable and powerful, even domineering.

Otherwise, she would not be called Linglong Wuzun in the future.

"Ning'er has been begging me to come over, and I wanted to come and have a look, so I came." Linglong replied.

Jiang Ping nodded and said oh.

Linglong glanced at Jiang Ping, seemingly unintentionally said:

"I heard that His Majesty intends to let you step down as the director of the Martial Arts Department?"

Jiang Ping nodded again: "There is such a thing, but I didn't agree."

"Why didn't you agree?"

Linglong continued to ask: "Your Majesty exchanged the position of a hereditary Marquis with you."

Jiang Ping sneered and said, "I don't even have a son, so what's the use of having the false title of Lord Marquis?

At the beginning, they arranged for me because they saw that I was easy to use, but now they think that I am in the way and want to kick me away. How can it be so easy.

And I finally made a suggestion for the country and the people, but he rejected it. How could I agree if I was so embarrassed. "

exquisite:""

If she remembers correctly, the so-called suggestion for the country and the people is to use troops to crusade against the Demon Sect Supreme Wuji Supreme.

How could such a request be granted?

It doesn't mean that Qin Huang can kill the myth, and Zhao's army can do the same.

What method they used is still a mystery at the moment.

After the first battle in Tianzhu Mountain, Momen didn't talk about looking for traces, but kept a low profile. If they really offended people, the whole Momen and Zhao Guo would do it against each other.

Sooner or later, their Martial Arts Department will be finished.

Don't look at the fact that Martial Daosi seems to have the same prestige for a while, but she knows that the strength of the Demon Sect is many times higher than the Seven Sects of Zhao Guo.

And I heard that there are two lineages in the Demon Sect who want to join Zhao Guo.

As for who it is, only Zhao Huang and a few confidants know.

At this time, how could it hurt the peace of both parties.

But Jiang Ping didn't agree, she didn't mean to be unhappy, but inexplicably relieved.

After all, when it comes to a critical moment, it is actually quite a good thing to have someone to stand up for.

"Then I'll go first."

Linglong bid farewell.

"Is this going?"

Jiang Ping seemed to be the owner of this place: "Don't stay for a while, isn't it very interesting to see all kinds of living beings?"

Linglong shook her head and said, "No, I usually watch enough."

After finishing speaking, she stepped on her feet and rushed to the sky.

Jiang Ping glanced up habitually.

Well, the secrecy performance is good, and the model of this skirt is clear enough to make a few sets for my daughter-in-law.

Jiang Ping waved back, and a black-clothed guard stepped forward.

"Command, tomorrow will start the second part of the princess selection, the advanced martial arts test."

"As for how to compete, the rules will be announced on the spot tomorrow."

Jiang Ping thought of a project very casually.

He also didn't expect so many young people of the right age to come, so he had to cut down a few.

In the end, about a hundred or so were left, which was almost the same.

As for how there are only a hundred and ten of the [-], it is naturally more difficult.

The black-clothed guards took the order and quickly posted a notice. As for how the crowd discussed it, that was not Jiang Ping's concern.

At this moment, he had already patted his ass and left.

Demon Sky Cliff.

Wuji Supreme did not know when he had left the customs.

In other words, since he was beaten by Tianzun last time, he has never thought about retreating again, and there is a shadow.

He and Dongfang Zhizun sat opposite each other on a tea seat, and Dongfang Zhizun made tea for him.

"He has entered the magic way!"

Supreme Master Wuji squeezed his teacup, his voice a bit dignified.

The Oriental Supreme was not in a hurry, with a gentle smile on his perfect face, he picked up his teacup and took a sip: "We are the magic gate."

Wuji Supreme shook his head: "You know that's not what I meant. He is invincible. If Qiye wants to break the rules set by him, it is tantamount to seeking death."

The Oriental Supreme smiled and said: "But can you stop him?"

Wuji Supreme thought for a while, and replied: "I can't."

Qiye's current strength is no longer something he can easily suppress.

Dongfang Zhizun said: "Then let him do what he wants to do."

Wuji Supreme said: "I always feel that you have something to hide from me?"

"It's because you didn't understand it, otherwise you would naturally understand."

Dongfang Supreme made a point.

Although Pei Wuju is the second mythical warrior besides him in the Demon Sect, their realms are different.

When he broke through the myth back then, he had already been terrified by those eyes. From then on, everything he did was under His rules, and he dared not go beyond His rules.

So he always said that everything goes according to the sky.

In fact, this is also the mentality of most myths, including him once.

But the reason why people are human is because of their innate spirituality.

They are not bound by anything.

Wuji Supreme no longer spoke.

He also has his own pride and persistence.

If he is persuaded with just a few words, then he is not worthy of being called Supreme.

"By the way, Menzhong plans to join the WTO to participate in the Three Kingdoms War. You and I don't want to interfere. This is also Mozi's will when he founded Momen." Dongfang Supreme said.

Wuji Supreme said: "This is the general trend, I will not be troublesome."

"It's just the East. Who do you think will be able to unify the world in the end?"

The Oriental Supreme said: "Everything has a destiny."

Wuji Supreme agreed deeply: "That's right, it's all God's will."

The Dongfang Supreme looked at the awe that the Wuji Supreme had in his bones, couldn't help but shook his head, and his figure dissipated.

"Tea is good tea, take your time."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

The lively square is full of voices.

There are more guards patrolling around than the number of participants.

After someone's unreliable and strict selection, the first batch of nearly 3 people were originally selected, but in the end, only less than 300 people remained.

In other words, the other 2 people just strolled around the gate of Xuande, and then they were packed and went home.

Fortunately, they can brag about it when they go back, thinking that XX was also the one who almost entered the inner palace and met the princess back then.

As for the more than 2 people who were in the same period as them, they were naturally omitted.

on the high platform.

An old eunuch with white beard and hair was holding a dust whisk in his hand, his face was calm, he looked at the participants who were making noise from time to time, and suddenly coughed lightly.

There was a tremor in the air, and a burst of transparent sound waves rose from the high platform, like ripples on the surface of a lake, spreading away one after another.

The square suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at the old eunuch, and they were amazed in their hearts that as expected, in the palace, there are so many masters, a little-known old eunuch is so powerful.