Chapter 1415

At the royal conference table, the military and political circles sat in separate rows.

Yan Tao's row were all military bosses who held military power.

On the opposite side are politicians who are playing tricks of power.

That is to say, on the surface, they are the real powerful people who control various institutions of the empire.

Sitting outside the conference table were the heads of various aristocratic families.

If you don't have an official position or military power, even the head of a first-class family can only sit outside the conference table.

In fact, if these two are lost, no matter how first-class aristocratic family is, it will decline and fall.

Just now, the silver-haired old man who questioned Yan Tao came from the Lute family and was in charge of the Imperial Pharmacy Department. He was a powerful figure.

Young Master Yan raised his brows and smiled.

Quan should answer.

The contempt in the laughter was so obvious that it penetrated into the old man's heart, causing his brows to furrow.

Yan Tao folded his hands and fingers slowly, pressed his elbows on the table, and leaned his upper body forward slightly, "Aren't you happy?"

"Then bite me."

That cheerful tone made the old man's nose crooked with anger.

Slot gritted his teeth: "Yantao! Even if your father is sitting here, you have to treat me as uncle. You bastard, who are you?"

How dare you despise him!

Yan Tao shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Then you go find my father."

"Tell him to come over and call you uncle."

"But...if you really want to hear it, you may have to go underground to listen."

After all, her cheap father hasn't appeared for so many years, and he must have died somewhere in the corner.

Even called uncle.

The air stood still for a second.

On the military side, a burst of exaggerated laughter suddenly broke out.

"Hahaha~"

"Haha~"

Laughter came and went, and Slote looked coldly at the arrogant old military men who were laughing across from them.

Leng Leng flicked his sleeves and said, "Humph, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth!"

I sat back in my seat directly.

An old red-haired man next to Yan Tao said in a rough voice: "Slot, what are you doing, old thief, sitting down and arguing with Mr. Yan? Don't you like to argue with others the most on weekdays?"

"What, now it's time to talk about your truth?"

"Okay, what's the fuss about?"

The old man who was sitting in the first position in the political circle and had always closed his eyes and meditated without speaking suddenly spoke.

He glanced at Slute on the side with cold eyes, and then glanced at Yan Tao, "I don't care what the occasion is today, who is talking nonsense here, I will send you to Chenghua Star to guard the border."

Although this old man sits on one side of the political spectrum, he is different from the people around him.

He was so old that the wrinkles on his face were like tree bark.

His body gave off the bleak aura of a dying old man, but when his eyes opened, hidden in the kindness was the majesty and heaviness formed over the years.

Yan Tao chuckled and casually flicked the dust off his shoulders, where the epaulettes were shining brightly.

"knew."

Yan Tao actually sat calmly in his seat after listening to the old man's words.

No more moves.

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded throughout the conference room.

At the same time, the live broadcast of the meeting on Star Network started.

Emperor Di Xingzhan slowly walked into the conference room wearing an ice blue robe. He had a warm smile on his face, and his calm temperament made him look like the most ordinary old grandfather.