Supreme pardon

It is very necessary for Lan An to beat the subordinates appropriately, although Wen Ren Jue is extremely indulgent to them, but it does not mean that they can really be presumptuous.

If you don't know where you are, sooner or later the knife hanging above your head will fall.

He never thinks that Wenrenjue's non-interference is a complete let go. Everyone has a rope around their necks. Your lord, you can strangle them to death at any time.

To a certain extent, Lan An and his subordinates, the ministers, mostly just watch their eyes and act. If they keep silent in the face of temptation words that seem to be aimed at the king, then this Disrespect will show up in front of the Lord sooner or later.

They will be the ones who will pay for it.

In many matters, Lan An is too lazy to control the opinions of the people below, but there is always a very sensitive line on such issues.

With Wenren Jue by his side, does he really have no eyes and ears?

Lan An is unwilling and too lazy to speculate on this question. The art of manipulating people is a very complicated knowledge. As a superior person, he has also learned something, but it is always different from Wen Ren Jue.

But there is one thing that he understands better than anyone else.

There are several kinds of kings, one is like Chen Liangxi, there are two ways of expression when facing the mistakes of subordinates, those who hurt the interests, occasionally slightly punish people to buy people's hearts, and show generosity, but most of the time they will be punished because of the mistakes of subordinates Furious, severe punishment, venting one's emotions.

There is another kind of expectations for everyone. If you make a mistake, he will punish you in time, which is very fair. He will not change the principles of your heart because of the closeness of the relationship. He punishes you, and more importantly, he hopes that you will not make mistakes in the future. This kind of mistake, becoming a truly capable person around you, this is also what most kings do.

After all, the growth of subordinates ultimately benefited the king's district.

Of course, there are very few other parts who decide right or wrong based entirely on their own likes and dislikes. For this part of the king, there is no criterion. If you satisfy me, you are right, and if you disgust me, you Naturally it is wrong.

The way he manages the royal district is his personal thinking.

Wenren Jue... His master, this king, is quite special, another kind.

Lan An had discussed this issue with Shu Yi cryptically, and came to a similar conclusion.

Most people think that Wenren Jue is very tolerant to his subordinates. He can always let go of many mistakes and things that should not be done, and he doesn't punish the subordinates very much, but they don't know...

"Different from those kings who punish you when you make mistakes, and remind and alert you at the same time, our king has an account in his heart, and he will record every mistake you make. If the initial score in your heart is [-], he will deduct it for you little by little, waiting for the score to be cleared in the future, even if you make a small mistake, you will be greeted with death, and most people will not think about it until they die. I understand why the king who never punishes himself and is so tolerant of himself suddenly kills himself."

When Shuyi summed up these words, his expression was very deep, and there was some helplessness in it.

"Until your score is completely cleared, Wang will ignore any mistakes you make. Everyone is rejoicing because of this, but is this really good?"

Is it really good?

How can it be good?It's just that no one has been able to see through this.

Lan An arrived early, but Hong Yu was delayed because Xiang Yang was at the front line, so she arrived a bit late.

When Shuyi finished his work and arrived at Wangcheng from the outer city, Yan Zhen happened to run into someone.

It's just that it was late at night, and a group of ministers and high-ranking officials didn't bother to say hello. After a hasty rest, they rushed to the Wangju meeting room early after the sun rose the next day.

Heihu and Xintou were the first ones to arrive, no one was seated on either side of the long table, and the big chair in the middle of the table was naturally empty.

Wen Renjue doesn't like to be disturbed when he sleeps. If the situation permits, everyone will let him sleep until he wakes up naturally.

But as a subordinate, he should have arrived early.

Before the chairs were warmed up, the door of the meeting room was pushed open again. Lan An yawned and walked in with tears in his eyes, followed by two high-level executives from District [-].

They don't need to worry about the seat problem. The hosts in the thirteenth district are very careful. They put up a small sign early in the morning according to the banner of the king's district.

"Hey! Heihu arrived so early!" It took three or four minutes to sit down, and Lan An, who was propping his forehead, raised his head to greet people. Will fall asleep in seconds.

Xin Tou was a little disdainful, and turned his face away, too lazy to speak.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the need to respect each other as ministers and his calm temper, Hei Hu would not want to talk to others.But at this time, self-will is not acceptable. Considering this, he nodded to the person and said politely: "Mr. Lan also arrived very early."

"Hey, I rushed here from the [-]th district, I didn't sleep well, you said Wang is fine, I can sleep well." Blinking, Lan An intentionally leaned out, very affectionately, staring at Heihu .

Although Xin's head was tilted, his gaze was still on the person. Hearing this, he snorted coldly.

Lan An didn't care, he fiddled with his hair, took the pen from the table very bored, and twirled it flexibly between his five fingers.

In the conference room of more than 80 square meters, paintings are hung on the four walls, and a big blue clock is hung in the upper right corner.

The conversation ended immediately, and the atmosphere became a bit cold. Several big shots were sitting upright, and only the clicking sound of pointers was left in the private space.

When Hong Yu came in, she faced this weird atmosphere.

It's just that she didn't care too much, she stepped on the high heels, made a crisp knocking sound, and sat down in her seat very casually, and the two people she brought beside her also sat down carefully in their seats.

Lan An lowered his head and fiddled with the pen on the table, Xin head half turned his face to look at the paintings on the wall, Hei Hu crossed his arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

No one said any words of welcome to her arrival.

It's just that Hong Yu and the people around her are used to this. After sitting quietly for 5 minutes and no one came in, Hong Yu took out the mirror she carried with her and combed her hair well.

During this process, except for Xin turned his head and glanced at her, the other two remained indifferent.

"Minister Heihu is so majestic." Of course, Hong Yu was not going to just wait for the king's arrival quietly. After tying up her ponytail, she smiled and said to Heihu, "I've heard about it since I came here." , Tens of thousands of mutated horses come here like a flood, and there are also aliens obscuring orders, how come they have such a huge wealth, and they usually don't tell us a little bit."

Lan An's spinning pen stopped, staring at Heihu with great interest, waiting for him to speak.

"Why don't you ask the master later?" Hei Hu was straightforward and stopped him with a single sentence.

Hong Yu was not angry either, with a slight annoyance in her magnified bright smile, "Wang must have to sleep for a while, otherwise, you can talk to me and give it to Feng Niao, a team from District [-]."

"We only have a hundred or so flying ostriches in District [-]. I'm also very interested in how this phoenix can be domesticated." Smiling, Lan An spoke in time.

"Why don't you ask the master later?" Hei Hu was calm, and said the same thing again in a different tone.

It's not that he can't feel their jealousy and "hostility", but Heihu is just too lazy to start disputes. For him now, striving for the best results in the next war is the most important thing.

Yan Zhen came late with a saber, and after greeting everyone present, Wen Ren Jue appeared with Pan Zhiyi.

He went to bed early last night, but he is very energetic today.

"King." All the subordinates knelt down after he entered.

"Get up." Wen Renjue was very casual. After everyone stood up and took their seats, he pointed to Pan Zhiyi who was still standing aside, and introduced: "This is Mr. Pan."

"I've already met a few of you, but I'm still very happy to see you here again." Pan Zhiyi smiled brightly, and after a few simple self-introductions, he greeted each of them quite affectionately.

Although the ministers had different ideas, they behaved quite the same at this time.

All nodded politely, and it was considered a formal acquaintance.

Pan Zhiyi was not polite, after the meeting, he went straight to the vacant seat on the left of Wen Ren Jue, and sat down calmly.

The corners of Hong Yu's lipsticked lips were slightly raised, and she glanced at Lan An inexplicably.

There was an undercurrent surging underneath, and the silent conversation between each other's eyes, Wen Renjue seemed not to notice, tilting his head halfway, he glanced outside the door, and said in a deep voice, "Where is Mr. Shu?"

Except for Shuyi, everyone is here.

"Wang, Mr. Shu is probably fast asleep." Yan Zhen looked back at the door and answered. These days, he has had the most contact with Mr. Shu, and he has the best understanding of Mr. Shu's situation.

"Huh?" There was no displeasure, the slender eyes opened, and Wen Ren Jue uttered a word from the bottom of his throat.

But with such a simple sound, Lan An and the others sitting at the long table sat upright in an instant, and the faint coercion made them feel depressed.

"Wang, Mr. has been feeling unwell for the past two days." Yan Zhen also sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly added a sentence.

The half-closed eyes were completely opened, Wen Renjue glanced out the door, and thoughtfully said: "Is it tired from traveling all this time?"

Shu Yi is different from those who have devoured the crystal nucleus. The physical fitness of ordinary people is weaker, and he still lacks exercise.

During these days, he followed Yan Zhen, not only to worry about the management of the second city, but also to guard against sneak attacks in the thirteenth district. After the situation changed, he even followed Yan Zhen to the battlefield several times, and even went back and forth between several cities Toss to appease.

"Yes, sir said two days ago that he was weak, dizzy, and his appetite was poor."

Without asking any more questions, Wen Renjue raised his head and told the guard beside him: "Go and have a look, if you haven't woken up yet, hurry up."

After all, everyone in the room is waiting, this meeting is very important, it is better not to miss it if you can.

Hearing his tone return to normal, Yan Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.

Wen Renjue lowered his head but thought of other things. Most people worry that they will die if they fail to swallow the crystal nucleus, but there is no need to worry about this issue with himself, or with the divine eye in his body.

When life and death are at stake, he can intervene to guide, and even disperse the energy of the crystal nucleus.

Shuyi's body still needs to be strengthened by devouring crystal nuclei.

Knowing that the person is sick, Wen Renjue is very patient for the next waiting time.

Seeing him like this, others dare not complain.

Shuyi slept for a long time, but it was not enough for Wen Renjue's personal guards to come to invite him personally. In fact, he was already on the way. He met Wen Renjue's personal guards downstairs. He nodded without explaining much. After saying a few words, he hurried upstairs.

After pushing open the door, all the people in the room looked over. Shuyi was not nervous about the scene, he stared at Wen Renjue and knelt down on one knee, "I'm sorry, Wang, I'm late."

"If you feel unwell, you can ask for leave. There is no need to force yourself." Wen Renjue frowned, seeing that his face was ugly, his lips were pale, his body was even shaking slightly, and he sighed, "Get up."

"Yes." Shuyi was really uncomfortable, but he thought he could still hold on.

After getting up, the first thing he saw was not the king in the middle, but the young man on the left.

The two looked at each other meaningfully, and in the end it was Shuyi who looked away first, walked to the vacant seat on the right side of Wen Renjue and sat down.

"Okay." After clapping his hands, Wen Renjue breathed out, and said seriously: "Tell me about the next deployment."