I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

After lunch, several people from the Bo family were led by a servant to the Qinzheng Hall, waiting for the emperor's summons.

Since there was no order to conceal it, many well-informed ministers in the court knew the news that Shang Jia had joined Xiaoyao's sect during just one lunch.

This really stirred up a hornet's nest.

Especially the group of alchemists who have been sent to the Shaofu.

Inside the Qinzheng Hall, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified. Ying Zheng looked at Bo Liu and others in the hall with a cold face.

These people's faces have aged, but they still bear the shadow of those who followed Lu Buwei.

"Huh...huh..."

Thinking about the news just received, San'er was in a good mood and accepted these retainers. He must be secretly happy right now holding the gold cakes they gave him.

Stop, stop, stop~

For the eternal foundation of the Great Qin.

"Shangri-La Boliu has been appointed as a Daqin Doctor. He will be stationed at the Daqin Academy effective immediately. Please contact the relevant departments for details."

Boliu and his group quickly knelt down to express their gratitude.

"We, your Majesty, express our deep gratitude for your grace and will repay your trust with loyalty and patriotism."

Ying Zheng waved his hand impatiently and sent the few people away.

Think again about the rules of Xiaoyao Sect in the news brought by Weiwei.

"Hey~ San'er..."

In Yuehua Palace, San'er and Su Jinyue were looking at a group of old men crying bitterly in the palace with frowns on their faces.

Who could tell her why these old men's tears were so pouring, even more than Suki's tears.

Mr. Ou held the little boy in his left hand, knelt on the ground, looked at Su Jinyue hesitantly with tears in his eyes.

"Marquis Guannei, I am old, but this little boy, Tongzhi, has been intelligent since childhood and is now as strong as a strong man in the Ministry of Personnel. Princess, please accept him. This old minister... this old minister's death is not a pity... Woo..."

The old man with beard and mustache kneeling beside him had an immortal look, and unexpectedly, he also had an immortal air when he cried.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at Ou Sheng with regret, sighing, "Ou Sheng, please go. We will definitely take good care of the little boy... It's a pity that we have wasted our lives and will never have the chance to become immortals again~ Alas, alas, alas~~~"

"Master~~~"

"It must be because we are ignorant that we are not qualified to enter the Xiaoyao Sect's Dharma..."

“It hurts~~~~~”

Along with this heart-wrenching "pain", Su Jinyue clearly saw a man with white hair and a childlike face pounding his chest with his hands, making a loud thumping sound.

Su Jinyue understood that these alchemists were not very good at making pills, but they were professionals at acting.

She took a deep breath.

Take another puff.

Oh~ What a sin~~~Xu Fu, oh Xu Fu, look at how much trouble you have brought me by not showing up!

"Everyone, get up and go back to wait for the token of Xiaoyao Sect."

Upon hearing this, the alchemists immediately stood up, carefully packed their luggage, raised their whisks in their hands, and saluted Su Jinyue with a vague expression.

"I will obey the Lord's orders. Lord, please rest. We will withdraw."

Tsk~

This face changed.

Tsk tsk~

Half a minute later, several handsome young men, tall and graceful, stood in front of Su Jinyue.

These are rows of small poplars.

Not to mention, they are all very healthy.

Li Xian, who was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes and eyes full of spring, smiled slightly and raised his thin lips.

"Master, I have come to surrender. I have memorized those three sect rules by heart."

Su Jinyue: Hehe.

Try to control your expression and don’t show any weird perverted face!

Feng Laoliu was unwilling to be left behind. He stepped forward to avoid Li Xian and said loudly, "Master, I have been practicing martial arts since I was young. I can serve as your vanguard!"

Wang Xiang wanted to squeeze to the front, but because he was a little fat, he was blocked by the two people next to him.

But the kid Hu An walked around the two of them, raised his hands and saluted Su Jinyue.

His movements are smooth and flowing, with a sense of freedom and ease.

As the saying goes, a graceful gentleman, probably describes this person's appearance.

"Master, please accept us. I am sincere and have no second thoughts."

Su Jinyue: What should I do? The voice is also very nice.

The other generals were not willing to be outdone and shouted that they wanted to fight with everyone in the field to see who was better.

"Come on, no matter who is afraid of whom, let's show our abilities to the Lord!"

"Come on! Let's go to the courtyard!"

"..."

Seeing that things were getting out of control, the young men had already started to undress.

Su Jinyue.

of course!

Adding fuel to the fire!!!

"The top seven winners will stay and enter Xiaoyao Sect!"

As soon as Su Jinyue finished speaking, the young men became even more excited.

"Ah~ Let me show you how powerful I, the Little King, am!"

"Brother Liu, I won't let you go this time!"

"Give me my arrows!"

"..."

There was another burst of chaos.

Su Jinyue took the little poplars to the horse training ground.

Fusu, Gongzi Gao and Xiao Shisan, who came after hearing the noise, brought small stools and sat next to Su Jinyue.

Little Yang Zi asked innocently, "Third sister, can Yang Zi enter Xiaoyao Sect? Yang Zi also wants to be your retainer."

"Hahaha~ silly baby..."

Children's words are cute.

Everyone was enjoying tea, eating snacks and watching the fight in the arena.

"Ouch~ Why did that person sneak attack the lower three roads?"

"Ahahaha~ He can't be running so fast without any lining!"

"Great! Three hits in a row! Excellent archery!"

At the horse training ground, the crowd grew larger and larger, including princes and princesses, ministers who deliberately passed by to watch their children's competition, and people who came to watch the fun out of curiosity.

For a moment, the entire training ground was filled with cheers and instructions, and it was very lively.

at the same time.

Inside the Qinzheng Hall.

Lady Tan exuded a solemn aura and knelt in the center of the hall, not even daring to breathe easily.

Sitting on the dragon throne, Ying Zheng stared at the other person with a gloomy expression.

"Really? Is there a specific number?"

Shi Nu Dan remained kneeling with her head bowed, and said in a firm voice, "At the back of the head, there is a strand of hair about one finger thick, and about one-tenth to one-twelve of it has turned white."

She said this with some worry in her voice, and continued, "It was not there yesterday, but overnight, it suddenly turned gray."

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking and waited for instructions from above.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ying Zheng never said a word.

He was thinking about the difference of yesterday and all the recent events.

"What could have caused San'er's hair to suddenly turn gray? Such a sudden change must be something big. Papermaking? Weapons? Cement? Business?"

He silently sorted out all possible options, trying to find the differences.

No fruit.

Rubbing his aching head, he whispered, "Take Xia Wuqie to check the Third Princess's pulse and change the tonic soup."

Lady Dan bowed her head respectfully on the floor of the hall.

"Yes, obey the holy order!"

She quietly left the hall and quickly ran to where the imperial physician was.

Before Xia Wuqie could react, Shi Nudan had already grabbed him by the neck and was running quickly in the palace corridor.

"Your Majesty has ordered the Imperial Physician to immediately take the Third Princess' pulse and change the prescription."

Xia Wuqi grabbed the collar of his shirt tightly with his hands and started coughing with a flushed face.

"Ahem, I'll go, ahem, you have too much strength in your hands, ahem, you're strangling me to death!"