My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Feng Xiaolang kept the few memorials in his hand to persuade Feng Xiaolang to choose his concubine to be a servant, and his brows and eyes eased a little. It would be unwise to fall out with the three powerful ministers in front of him now, let alone at this time I haven't figured out what it means for these three people to have two bad faces and one bad face, so they can only use a few driven petty officials to suppress each other's momentum.

"That's the end of the matter of choosing a concubine and accepting servants. I don't want to hear about it in the future, but some officials have already started planning for me to choose a concubine. I will not tolerate these people."

The three first and assistant ministers knelt on the ground and said in unison, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Wang Cheng fell on the ground, hesitantly said, "But..."

Feng Xiaolang waved his hand and said, "I know what Wang Aiqing is going to say." Glancing at the few memorials still on the ground, two of the people he wanted to dismiss and investigate were Wang Cheng's confidantes, and their official positions were not low. Wang Cheng naturally wants to intercede for them, "The end of the month is the day when the national selection of talents will start, and the vacant official positions will be filled by new officials.

There is a custom in Xuanjin Kingdom, that is, the talents selected in the first year of the new king's ascension to the throne do not need to be sent out to test their achievements, but can directly stay in the imperial city to serve as a token of the emperor's favor, so those vacated positions just happened to be replaced. A newcomer appointed by Feng Xiaolang.

Although Wang Cheng lowered his head, his eyes were squinting upwards, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched. It took him a lot of effort to support those two, and now they were easily removed by Feng Xiaolang. , he is naturally not reconciled, but it is not so easy to unplug his power. In the new imperial examination selection, he will take the opportunity to support his new power.

Seeing the darkness in Wang Cheng's eyes, Zeng Shuiyun curled his mouth upwards. It's okay for him to bully Feng Xiaolang, but others can't, so he has to join in this game of monarch and minister, and have a good time with him.

Seeing that Wang Cheng didn't speak any more, Feng Xiaolang continued, "This time, I will give the test questions myself, and all the lovers have no objections?" Although it was a question, but Feng Xiaolang is the king of a country, so naturally no one would object Well, Feng Xiaolang's move was nothing more than trying to refresh the spirit of the three assistant ministers.

The three assistant ministers kowtowed and said, "I dare not wait."

Feng Xiaolang waved his hands and said, "I'm a little tired, you guys go down."

After kowtowing, the three assistant ministers slowly exited the meeting hall.

Feng Xiaolang saw the door of the meeting hall slowly closing, and immediately turned his head and said to An Ran, "How is Meng Ran's injury?" He couldn't directly ask you what you talked about with Zeng Shuiyun, so naturally he had to gradually transition from Meng Ran's body. past.

Zeng Shuiyun raised his brows slightly when he saw the look of detection in Feng Xiaolang's eyes, then followed An Ran's example, and said calmly, "Meng Ran was seriously injured, I have already brought her back to recuperate."

Feng Xiaolang frowned. If it was before, An Ran would have told the truth about the conversation between him and Zeng Shuiyun, instead of waiting for him to ask, suddenly thinking of Meng Ran's appearance last night, slowly Standing up, with a smile on his face, he shot suddenly.

He felt that Mengran last night and Anran now were very strange. Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, he just knew that there was something wrong with these two people. The man said that the door to the world from the six realms had been opened, and this Anran in front of him might be those people. Demons change.

Feng Xiaolang brushed 'An Ran''s cheek with his palm, and then he was caught, and the other party pulled Feng Xiaolang into his arms with force, and said in a low voice, "How do you know I'm not An Ran?"

Feng Xiaolang looked at the other person's eyebrows, opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment before calling out in a low voice, "Master?"

Zeng Shuiyun showed his original appearance, the corners of his lips were raised, his brows and eyes were shining brightly, and he said with a light smile, "As expected, my disciple's skills have improved, but how did this disciple find out that being a teacher is not safe?"