The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

"You are the young heroes who saved Zhengchu. The constables I sent out said that dozens of bandits were captured outside the city. You must have taken care of them. These bandits are usually very cunning, always targeting lone people. They are also very good at hiding, so the yamen has never been able to catch them. I never expected that they would be defeated by you today and even save my good-for-nothing grandson. You are truly a force to be reckoned with."

"It was just something I did on the spur of the moment, and it doesn't deserve such praise from the Prime Minister."

"Haha."

Upon hearing this, Su Zheng laughed twice, appearing quite pleased.

"Just as Chen Ying said, she is very modest."

"Um, grandpa, it's so cold outside, can we go inside to talk... umm umm umm."

This guy……

Shangguan Huan quickly covered Bai Ge's mouth and looked at Su Zheng with a forced smile, saying, "He's from the countryside and doesn't know the rules. Please don't be offended, sir."

At this moment, Shangguan Huan tried his best to keep a calm expression. Oh dear, why is this person secretly stepping on his foot from below?

Bai Ge, whose mouth was covered, was also indignant. What do you mean by "unruly"? Xianxian's face was almost frozen, and she couldn't even speak?

"Haha, it's alright, it's my fault for being so careless and letting these young heroes get cold outside. Please come in and have a seat."

As Su Zheng spoke, he turned and walked into the room, while Chen Ying stood at the door and made a "please" gesture, closing the door after the group entered.

Su Zheng stood in the center of the room, looking at the group with a kind face and said, "Young heroes, is it cold inside now?"

Bai Ge glanced at Yu Xianxian beside her, and then immediately replied:

"Ah, I'm not cold anymore, I'm not cold anymore, thank you, grandpa."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Huan slapped his face. He had already said that the man was the prime minister of the country and could not be called "grandpa." Why wouldn't this guy listen?

"Haha."

But Su Zheng wasn't annoyed to hear him called "Grandpa." Instead, he stroked his beard and smiled, "That's good. I didn't expect that cultivators would be afraid of the cold. I was overthinking it."

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room plummeted to freezing point.

Yunmeng stood in front of Yu Xianxian, Shangguan Huan immediately put his hand on his storage bag, and Bai Ge also looked wary.

"May I ask how Your Excellency discerned that?"

"Haha, I've lived for so long, I'm not so good at seeing through such things. Not only that, I also know that you haven't been cultivating for many years, otherwise you wouldn't have come out without even changing your clothes."

Upon hearing this, Yunmeng frowned. She had been too careless and had completely forgotten about this.

Although the disciples of the immortal sect do not often go down the mountain, it does not mean that no one knows the sect's attire. They had planned to change their clothes when they sneaked into the palace, but they did not expect to be recognized so easily.

"Young heroes, there's no need to be so nervous. If I wanted to harm you, why would I be alone in a room with you?"

That's true, and there wasn't a trace of malice in the other person's eyes.

At this moment, Su Jin'er, who was standing at the front, raised her hand, turned around and gave the others a look signaling them to relax, and then cupped her hands to Su Zheng and said:

"We are indeed disciples of the Immortal Sect. We are here on the orders of the Immortal Sect to secretly investigate a matter. Please keep it a secret, Your Excellency Prime Minister."

"Oh, so you are from a celestial sect. I thought you were just wandering immortals who came to participate in the arena. I am so sorry for my rudeness."

Seeing that Su Zheng on the other side was also returning the greeting with a cupped hand, Su Jin'er was about to refuse when she heard him say something that made her lips twitch inexplicably. Why did she feel like she had been sold out?

But that wasn't the focus at the moment, so Yu Xianxian asked:

"Grandpa, what did you just say? What are you talking about, a fighting arena?"

Shangguan Huan, who was currently educating Bai Ge, thought: ...What old man? Say it again, what old man? Goodness, I thought having Bai Ge was enough, but I didn't expect you to be the same.

Bai Ge, who was being educated at this moment, wondered: Is it possible that she learned it while whispering to Xianxian?

Su Zheng seemed to have gotten used to this title and answered Yu Xianxian's question in a calm and unhurried manner.

"A few months ago, His Majesty suddenly decided to recruit a large number of cultivators through a tournament. Anyone who wins in the tournament can be promoted and enter the palace to enjoy wealth and honor."

"But don't the immortal sects have clear rules prohibiting their disciples from interfering in all mortal affairs?"

"That's why I believe you are wandering immortals."

Su Zheng looked at Su Jin'er, continued stroking his beard, and said unhurriedly, "You should know that besides your immortal sect, there are many wandering immortals among the cultivators. These people are not like those in the immortal sect, who are indifferent to worldly affairs. In fact, in several wars with neighboring countries, we have discovered the presence of cultivators, and our armies have suffered heavy losses as a result on several occasions. Therefore, Your Majesty's actions are understandable in the eyes of your ministers."

"is it?"

Su Jin'er clenched her fists in the shadows. What concerned her was not the fact that other countries had cultivators helping them in the war, but that this country had once again been at war in the past seven years, and that many of them had died in these wars.

Seeing that the atmosphere had suddenly become tense again, Yu Xianxian immediately raised her hand to speak.

"Grandpa, this is a state secret. Is it alright to just tell us like this?"

"Hahaha, what kind of secret is this? The whole city knows about it now. Think about it, if no one spread the news, how could any rogue immortals come to participate in the arena?"

"Oh, grandpa, what level are those rogue cultivators at?"

"Well... I'm just a mortal, so I'm not entirely sure either. I only know that the winners will be sent to the palace to meet His Majesty, while the losers will be sent to the Imperial Preceptor's residence for treatment. As for the rest, I don't know much about them either."

"Oh fine."

Yu Xianxian regretfully left the group chat and then began frantically taking notes.

Well, if you win the arena, you can enter the palace to see the potentially problematic emperor; if you lose, you go to the Imperial Preceptor's residence. It's supposed to be treatment, but following typical plot tropes, you'll either be disposed of or subjected to some inhuman experimentation, etc.

Moreover, even the prime minister of a nation doesn't know the specifics. If the other side isn't lying, then winning might not be a good thing. Of course, if they are lying, then telling them this story would probably be even worse.

Whether it's good or bad, this seems to be the fastest way to see the emperor. So, the decision is to charge straight in.

"Xianxian, let's go. What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that Hao was standing there blankly, Bai Ge patted him on the shoulder, which brought him back to his senses.

"Huh? What? You left? Where did you go?"

"Oh, the old man said we were his grandson's saviors, and he invited us to stay at the Prime Minister's residence before leaving."

"Ah, what?"

"Huh? How did I end up staying here?" Yu Xianxian, who had no idea that she had missed ten years in just a few seconds, was completely bewildered. Is it really that easy to freeload these days? Especially in the Prime Minister's residence, such an important place.

Yu Xianxian, who was terrified by a Luo Jia, thought to herself, "There really must be a conspiracy."