If people are divided into different levels, then the emperor will definitely not be among them.

Because there are too few emperors and they stand too high, it is difficult for others to know what they think.

"The official family has been there for these days."

Chen Zhongheng reported the news that he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Zhao Zhen was reading the memorial, it was all about Song Qi.

He raised his head and said lightly: "Some people say that Song Qi should go, no, most of them say that Song Qi should go. What do you think?"

The officials don’t care about the concubines who are waiting for childbirth?

Chen Zhongheng felt tight and smiled flatteringly: "Officials, what do you say... but in the end you have to make a decision! This Song Dynasty! It can be without anyone, but you cannot be without you."

"Wrong."

Zhao Zhen slowly stacked the memorials, "This Song Dynasty! No one can be missing, but I am not there."

"Official family..."

Chen Zhongheng was panicked, but Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? The emperor is in the ninth level of heaven... The people below cannot see you, so it doesn't matter if you leave."

This is his true words. After hearing the voices of the victims, he felt that the emperor was just a name.

He picked up a memorial, looked at it, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Chen An actually impeached Song Qi, why is this?"

Chen An usually won’t get involved in this kind of thing, so Chen Zhongheng was also confused.

Zhao Zhen looked again and said, "What did he say... I have never heard of brothers living together in the temple. I think it was because the emperor felt it was difficult to call him... Could it be called the Grand Master of Song and the Grand Master of Song? But the Grand Master of Song sounded like the Grand Master of Song, and the Grand Master of Song sounded disrespectful to the Grand Master of Song..."

Isn't this a joke?

Chen Zhongheng smiled.

Zhao Zhen put down the memorial and said, "Bao Zheng stared at Song Qi, Chen An was worried."

Chen Zhongheng did not dare to interrupt and slowly packed up his memorial.

Zhao Zhen stood with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly, "There are fewer and fewer people who are kind these days. Brothers can fight in person or get a knife behind their backs... Chen An... the young man's passionate blood."

...

Chen An felt that Bao Zheng was just a stubborn person and it was useless to worry.

After learning that Zhao Zhen was just watching the show, he temporarily let go of this matter and made an appointment with Wang Rong to go to the Izumo to watch the Dan Club the next day.

When the two arrived at Izumo Temple, they heard music inside.

"Brother Anbei, this music sounds a bit festive!"

The Taoist priest who greeted them said, "The Master of the Temple has just taken the pill, and the people in the Temple are respectfully sending the Master of the Temple to heaven!"

Damn it!

Chen An couldn't help but secretly glad that he was a step late, otherwise what would have happened if he was forced to ascend to heaven together by the demonic Shehui?

Wang Rong said enviously: "If you can take one of the elixirs, you will definitely be able to float like an immortal..."

"I have a chance to get one for you to eat."

Where did the elixir come from? The emperor spent all his life and the power of a country, but he could only be sad, leaving countless stories that made future generations laugh at.

For example, Qin Shihuang asked for immortality and asked Xu Fu to take a group of boys and girls to sea, but the result was that there was only a Japanese country.

Chen An has already seen the so-called alchemy meeting, which is the Ascension Conference.

A group of Taoists sat around, looking a little like an arrangement of hexagrams.

In the middle of the Taoist priests surrounded, Shehui was sitting there, beside her junior brother Sheqing.

Shehui meditated cross-legged, looking neither sad nor happy. When she raised her eyes and saw Chen An, she said, "Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen An felt a chill rising from his tail vertebrae, and he subconsciously shouted: "Zu Dao!"

"Brother Anbei!"

A scream came from the other side of the Taoist temple gate, and then a rushing footsteps came.

She Qing looked at Zhe Kexing who was running towards him in shock and asked, "Brother Dao, why is this?"

Shehui's eyes looked more happy and said, "The road to ascending to heaven is quite lonely. Brother Dao, come and take the pills, and you and I will accompany you and I to ascend to heaven."

Chen An thought that you are really going to ascend to heaven, but don’t drag me around. What kind of companionship is that if you really take that elixir, you will be a companionship on the road to the underworld.

The Taoist priests looked at the pill in his hand enviously, wishing they could snatch it and eat it themselves.

The pill is red, and it is so beautiful in the sun.

"Brother Anbei!"

Zhe Kexing nodded slightly with his hands holding the handle of the knife.

Chen An walked in from the middle of the Taoist people, and he whispered: "Can you trust me?"

Shehui nodded.

He felt that Chen An was a hidden master, and he regarded fame as dirt, but he refused to give up family affection for a while, so he hanged out on earth.

How could he not believe such a person?

Chen An said to Sheqing: "Did you hear it?"

She Qing smiled and said, "Senior Brother is of course his brother Xindao."

Chen An said to the Taoist priests: "Have you heard that, your conscience believe in me."

"yes."

The Taoist priests responded together, and the momentum was quite loud.

Everyone didn't know what he meant, and even Wang Rong didn't know it.

Shehui stretched out her hand and opened it, and the red pill on it was shining.

Chen An took the pill and put it in his arms. She Hui smiled and said, "You should eat it quickly..."

Just a moment, when no one expected, Chen An suddenly fell down Shehui.

"Brother Dao..."

She Qing next to him was surprised to take action, but Zhe Kexing glared at him, his murderous look was shocking.

Chen An rudely opened Shehui's mouth, then risked his hand being bitten, reached in and scratched his throat a few times.

He quickly withdrew his hand and then heard the sound of teeth bumping.

It's so dangerous! If you really want to be bitten, you won't be able to see this hand.

"vomit……"

Chen An liked to scratch his throat when he was young when he drank too much in his previous life and induced vomiting.

Shehui was also caught in the trap and knelt on the ground and vomited wildly.

Chen An patted his back and shouted, "Everything is spit out!"

The Taoists also reacted at this moment and stood up one after another.

"Let go of the viewer!"

"Why make the audience vomit?"

"Didn't the traitor want the traitor to spit out the pills, and then he can eat it, so he still has a pill in his hand..."

Damn it!

Chen An couldn't help but retching after hearing this.

Shehui just didn't want to vomit anymore. When she was disgusted by these words, the vomit instantly spurted out in a squirt-like manner.

The residues of the food were mixed with elixirs, and the color looked a bit strange.

"Kill him!"

Someone shouted, and Chen An cursed: "Damn it! Shehui is going to be poisoned to death!"

"Brother Dao let it go!"

She Qing finally woke up. He hugged Chen An's thighs and wanted to drag him away.

"roll!"

Zhe Kexing in front was already entangled with two Taoist priests. Chen An shouted when he saw it: "Beat! Don't just beat him to death!"

After saying that, he beat Sheqing to death with one elbow, and then shouted: "Someone is making poison!"

Zhe Kexing fucked two Taoist priests, and when he heard this, he drew his sword and shouted, "Whoever comes up again will be killed!"

Bianliang is a capital city and the most wise place. These Taoists are highly respected, so they live in a pampered life. Who has ever seen someone who wants to chop people with a knife?

Moreover, Zhe Ke has been in the northwest for a long time. According to him, his father took him to kill people and kill horse thieves a long time ago. The captured horse thieves dragged them to death with war horses...

When Zhe Kexing remembers that the first horse thief he killed was a Xixia man in his forties. Because of the harsh environment, his beard was half white.
To be continued...