Chapter 347

"Hey, General Huyan, what's wrong with you?" A smile flashed in Mr. Zuo Xiang's eyes, and he stepped forward to pull him up.

Huyan Juluo turned his head in confusion and looked at the stone that appeared out of thin air, but his heart was full of confusion?

"What's going on?"

Huyan Juluo looked at himself in confusion, "I am in the eighth fucking realm and was thrown by a stone?"

Mr. Zuo Xiang half-smiled, "In the palace, even if it is just a stone, it belongs to His Majesty."

"You stepped on it and fell, isn't it normal? Here, you have to be careful in what you say and do."

Huyan Juluo didn't hear the implication of his words, and said in confusion, "Why am I not cautious?"

"You go out and ask around. I, Huyan Juluo, am famous for my caution in using my troops, okay?"

"I was once blocked in Jade City. They provoked me in all kinds of ways. Before the opportunity came, I didn't send out a single soldier."

"They even gave me a dress, and I put it on and danced on the tower. Isn't that prudent enough?"

Lord Zuo Xiang curled his lips, this guy is hopeless, forget it, your Majesty won't kill him anyway.

After all, apart from his big mouth, Huyan Juluo doesn't seem to have any other problems.

Our Majesty is just a little cautious, so he won't really kill him. At most, he will fall twice.

"It's up to you. I wouldn't be surprised if you died outside one day." Mr. Zuo Xiang shook his head.

…

In the palace, Master Gao slowly walked out from behind the screen, came behind the empress, and gently rubbed her shoulders and neck.

"Your Majesty, you are too tired."

Master Gao said distressedly, "You can leave these little things to others. Why do you have to do everything yourself?"

"It's out of the way."

The empress said in a tired voice, "I am a monk ringing the bell every day. Since I have become an emperor, I should do this."

"What's more, Shen Wuming is a seed that I carefully cultivated, so naturally I have to cultivate it well."

"If I am bitten to death by the dog of Changshengtian, won't I be laughed to death by those gods and Buddhas when I step out of this world?"

"Hahaha." Mr. Gao seemed to be amused and shook his head, "That guy is not that simple."

"As you can see, I thought it would take another ten or eight years for him to truly understand the true heritage of the Mohist family."

"But now it seems that I have reached the realm of the Sub-Saint. It won't be long before I can take over the burden in your hands."

"I hope so."

The empress murmured to herself, with a stern look in her eyes, "I don't know if I will help him or harm him if I take over this burden?"

"Gods and Buddhas, gods and Buddhas..."

The empress repeatedly chanted about gods and Buddhas, her tone full of reluctance and a hint of... provocation.

Master Gao remained silent.

She follows the empress and is the most trusted person by the empress, so she also knows about the gods and Buddhas.

But in the final analysis, her own cultivation level has not reached that level, and she cannot see through many things at all.

Talking randomly will only disturb the empress's thoughts, so it's better not to speak.

"By the way, go to the political hall and ask someone to draft an imperial edict."

"Shen Wuming was promoted to Duke of Anguo, Governor of Bingzhou, and added to the title of Governor of Bingzhou, and took charge of the military affairs of Bing, Heng, Yun and other states."

"In addition, give his two wives a third-grade imperial title!"

"In addition, let the prime ministers negotiate with the Minister of Civil Affairs to transfer the governor of Jingzhao to another position."

"Anyway, we will transfer him and let Chu Pingshan take over as Jing Zhaoyin, and at the same time be promoted to Shouyang County Marquis."

Master Gao nodded and said nothing more.

These official rewards can be said to be extremely generous, but that also depends on what kind of person they are for.

Shen Wuming, who is in the seventh level, can be promoted to become the governor of Bingzhou after passing the first prize.

Now, it is not too much to break through to the eighth realm and be promoted to the position of Governor of Bingzhou or Duke of Anguo.

No one will object!

Because this world itself is dominated by power, and the so-called power is just an extension of power.

In other words, from now on, Shen Wuming will become one of the top decision-makers in the Northern Han Dynasty.

"I'll do it later."

Mr. Gao said warmly, "Let me rub it for you first. You have been too tired recently."

"Um……"

The empress made an unclear nasal noise and enjoyed the massage from Master Gao.

Unknowingly, his eyes had closed and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

When the empress's slight snoring sounded, Master Gao walked to the back and brought another blanket over.

Cover the body of the empress.

With the empress's cultivation, she would naturally not be cold, but as a personal female officer, Master Gao would naturally take care of every detail.

In addition, two maids were arranged to be at their disposal outside at any time, and Master Gao walked towards the political hall.

…

Above the wasteland.

Shen Wuming and Zhao Qiansun had already fought the wolf god for several rounds and seemed to have run out of energy.

His clothes were torn all over his body.

The white and knotted muscles were covered with wounds that stood up like centipedes.

It's scary.

But even so, Shen Wuming didn't feel the slightest bit depressed, and the smile on his face only grew stronger.

"Is this God?"

There is a saying that when the Wolf God first appeared, Shen Wuming felt a trace of fear coming from his soul.

Invincible.

But after a few rounds of fighting, he realized that this so-called wolf god was just a stronger cultivator.

It was just that the opponent's power level was a little higher than his, but that was all.

"Boom!"

Another divine light broke through the air and hit Shen Wuming's chest and abdomen, smashing him into the ground.

"Buddha's son!"

Minghui exclaimed, his eyes full of worry and heartache. He wanted to help, but he controlled himself.

At this time, if he went up to help, he might be able to show his respect for the Buddha's son.

But in other words, isn't this a kind of drag?

Although Minghui seems holy and untainted by dust, she is actually not a naive person.

On the contrary, her mind is extremely exquisite and she knows very well that standing by her side is the best help.

Going up will only cause trouble!

Wang Dao also took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually changed. At this moment, his heart began to subvert.

"Perhaps it is the right choice for me not to stand against Lord Shen!"

Wang Dao muttered to himself, "Even if being a dog to gods and Buddhas can bring great benefits, it is still being a dog."

"It is better to stand up like Lord Shen and fight against gods and Buddhas."

"Even if you die, you will find that the so-called gods and Buddhas are not worthy of standing above my head."

He is clearly an old man who is decades older than Shen Wuming, but at this moment, he finds himself like a rookie.

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