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The next day, Qin Lang got up when the drum beat at five o'clock. After washing, he rode his horse to attend today's court meeting with Qin Qiong.
When we arrived at the gate of Fangshi, we saw many officials already waiting for Fangshi to open. Among them were Lao Cheng Lao Niu and other veteran Wagang who lived in Taipingfang. When they saw the father and son, they waved.
Speaking of which, this was Qin Lang's first big court meeting after becoming an official in the Tang Dynasty. It was indeed a grand meeting. All officials of fifth grade and above were there, and the gate of Fangshi was bustling with people.
Taipingfang is very close to the entrance of the palace, so most of the people living here are high-ranking officials in the court. Many of the former members of the King of Qin, such as Qin Qiong and Lao Cheng, live here.
Qin Lang followed Qin Qiong. Many low-ranking officials saluted when they saw Qin Qiong, and then made way for the two of them to squeeze into the front line of the team smoothly and meet up with Lao Cheng and the others.
When Lao Cheng saw Qin Lang, his eyes lit up. In the dim environment, Qin Lang seemed to see two beast-like eyes with a glistening green light.
He shivered involuntarily and hurriedly saluted and said hello to these uncles. As soon as he straightened up, Lao Cheng grabbed him and looked him up and down.
"Uncle Cheng, what are you doing? Why are you looking at your nephew like this?" Qin Lang couldn't bear the sight and couldn't help but take two steps back.
"I heard that your boy was stirring up trouble and causing a lot of noise in the Taoist Gate?" Lao Cheng grabbed Qin Lang's neck and pulled him back, his huge old face almost touching Qin Lang's face.
"Uncle Cheng, don't get so close, my nephew is not used to it!" Qin Lang coughed and tilted his head back to avoid the rain of saliva from Old Cheng.
"What kind of noise did this kid make again?" The old man with a steel beard squeezed over and asked curiously, and smoothly rescued Qin Lang from the old man's hand.
"Didn't I tell you about seeing a tiger?" Lao Cheng let go of his hand without mind and looked at Niu Jinda with a puzzled look.
"No, this time there was Xiao Niu who followed Qin Lang to the Taoist sect to participate in the Dharma gathering. Why doesn't Lao Niu seem to know about this?"
"When I saw the tiger was drunk after he came back, I knew he would grab his mother and ask for money before I had time to ask." Lao Niu became even more curious.
As soon as the child entered the house, he smelled of alcohol. He grabbed his mother's tongue and asked for money. He didn't know what he wanted to do and couldn't ask. He kept saying "give me money" over and over again.
He wasn¡¯t angry, he just found it interesting.
" He was very strict with this child when he was young and had never drunk alcohol. Later, he broke his leg and began to linger on the sickbed. He couldn't let him drink anymore. This was the first time he saw his child drink like this.
??????????????????? But he also knew that his child went to the Daomen to attend the Dharma ceremony with A Lang this time, and he must have drank with A Lang, so he was not worried.
¡° Later, when I saw that I really couldn¡¯t ask anything, I had to send my son back to his room and let him have a good sleep. He was not awake when I went out, so there was no chance to ask about the Dharma conference.
"Hey, you'll know in a moment, anyway, there's a lot of movement!" Old Cheng Le laughed loudly.
Yesterday, he heard his little boy talk about the proceedings of the Dharma Conference, and he knew that as long as this matter spread, it would definitely cause shock in the Tang Dynasty.
The ancestor shows his sage! What kind of blessings must be cultivated to be able to see the ancestor appear as a saint?
He became more and more envious of his little boy's good luck. He, as an old man, had never seen such a thing before, but this little boy had actually seen it all!
However, this time he did not want to pester Lang Geer and ask him to invite the ancestor to show his sage again. Although he was a rude person, he was not an unreasonable person.
"That's an immortal, not a cabbage in the vegetable field. You can see it at any time. If you mess around, you will definitely damage your luck."
¡°However, this matter still needs to be reported to His Majesty.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Sooner or later, this matter will be spread out, and if you don¡¯t say it, you may not know what your Majesty is thinking.
This kid is still young and doesn¡¯t think carefully.
Even if he is a disciple of an immortal now, since he is practicing in the mortal world, he must follow the rules of the mortal world.
"Hey, you old Cheng, you're still showing off!" Niu Jinda became more and more curious.
Looking at Old Fairy Cheng¡¯s mysterious appearance, could it be that Alang has mastered some powerful spell again?
But no matter how powerful it is, is it possible that it can still be more powerful than a dead tree blooming in spring?
Lao Cheng chuckled and stopped talking, which made Niu Jinda feel even more itchy.
"Clang, clang, clang." After a few sounds, the city officials opened the door and the cattle came in.If you ask further questions.
We are going to court soon. Seeing that Lao Cheng means to report to His Majesty in court, there is no need to worry.
The officials filed out according to their rank and went straight to the Zhuque Gate.
When he arrived at the palace, the palace gate had not yet been opened. The officials waiting at the door were divided into civil and military ranks. Qin Lang didn't know where he should stand, so he followed his foster father, Lao Cheng and others and stood in the line of military attach¨¦s.
Not long after waiting, the palace door was opened by the guards, who checked everyone's badges before letting them in one by one.
When I arrived at the Mingde Hall, I met Li Er and the ministers sat down one after another and began to report on their work.
Qin Lang has nothing to report. Now that he has not achieved the title, although the court has given him a title, it has not arranged any real power. Listening to the process of reporting work for others is very boring, and Qin Lang almost falls asleep.
It was easy to get through to the end of the court meeting. When Lao Cheng saw that the serious business was finished, he coughed, cleared his throat, stood up and bowed, "Your Majesty, I have my own notes."
Li Er looked at Lao Cheng in confusion, wondering what kind of madness this old guy had today and why he even wrote a memorial.
By the way, do the two words this old boy knows enough to write a memorial? Could it be that he was looking for someone to take advantage of him?
He took the memorial presented by the chamberlain and flipped through it. The more Li Er read, the more shocked he became. He raised his eyebrows high and glanced at Qin Lang, who was napping in the crowd. Then he looked at Lao Cheng, who looked excited, and took the memorial in his hand. I closed it for a while, then opened it again and looked at it again.
Could it be that he saw it wrong? Or is Lao Cheng so bold as to seek his happiness?
The ancestor appeared? real or fake? Why didn't Baiqisi get any news?
"Yizhen, is the content you reported true?"
"Your Majesty, I don't dare to lie. This matter was said by the veteran Quanzi himself. He saw it with his own eyes. According to him, many people saw it that day."
"I learned about this incident yesterday evening and found someone to write this memorial and submit it to His Majesty overnight."
¡°Your Majesty, this is truly auspicious!¡± Lao Cheng exclaimed.
In the past, local officials always liked to show some auspiciousness in order to flatter His Majesty. The kind of auspiciousness that was immediately obvious to be fake would make His Majesty happy for a long time. Such real auspiciousness would not make him happy. last year?
"Auspicious?" The ministers whispered among themselves, and He, who was close to Lao Cheng, joked: "Old Cheng, you old guy, didn't you get a dog from somewhere and paste it with gold pieces to serve as a unicorn, and use it as an auspicious sign for His Majesty?"
"That's right, Lao Cheng. The guy who did this last time was pushed out and beheaded by His Majesty. You old guy also want to have a taste of it, right?"
"Get out of here!" Lao Cheng scolded with a smile: "How can I do such a shameless thing?"
"Even if I want to pat the dragon's fart, I have to find something better. How can I get a beast to be auspicious? You guys are looking down on me!"
The crowd roared with laughter: "Then tell me, what auspiciousness happened in the Tang Dynasty that made you, a person who doesn't know a few Chinese characters, actually write a memorial?"
Old Cheng smiled and said nothing, causing everyone to point at his nose and scold him, but he had long been used to it. It was just one or two curses, and he couldn't lose a piece of meat.
"Where is Qin Lang?" Li Er put down the memorial in his hand, pressed his hands on the dragon case, and asked in a deep voice, but if you look closely, you will find that his hands are trembling. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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