Chapter 91 Four Eyes: Naughty child, disturbing my Taoist mind (please subscribe) “Qin Yao, you are shameless!” This made Shi Shaojian angry. A breath of bad breath hit his throat, and the whites of his eyes rolled out. Qin Yao glanced at him coldly: "I am dedicated to serving the public, so why am I so shameless? If you can't explain clearly today, I will punch your head into your stomach." Shi Shaojian: “…” The rage was so intense that his eyes were red! Beside Uncle Jiu, Mao Shanming looked at Shi Shaojian with pity and sighed deeply in his heart. As a bystander, he sees things clearly than anyone else. It wasn't that Shi Shaojian was incompetent, but that he picked the wrong opponent. With Qin Yao's opposition, you reason with him, and he talks to you. You talk to him about the general situation, and he talks to you about the truth. With such a cycle, how do you expect to win against him?
"enough!" Before Shi Shaojian broke out, Shi Jian said coldly: "Regarding this matter, we'd better ask Wanfu Palace for instructions first, and everything will be subject to Nei Mao's arrangements." Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and said secretly: Mao Santong, Qiu Yunshui, I wonder if they will intervene... If they intervene, Qin Yao doesn't mind taking another step closer to Maoshan. If they choose to ignore it, Qin Yao understands it very well. After all, it is a matter of friendship to help, and it is a duty not to help. However, if Shi Jian completely controls the violent institution of Xingtang, the distance between Yizhuang and Waimao will inevitably become farther and farther in the future. The relationship between him and Zhang Deyang (Master Qiu Yunshui) will slowly transform from senior to senior to personal friendship. Brother Yao is not a young man, so he cannot be a white-eyed wolf. Neimao. Wanfu Palace. Welcome guests in front of the green pine trees. Wearing a green Taoist robe, her face is like white jade, and her eyes are like peach blossoms. She looks like a cool lady with soft light, holding a sheathed sword, coming slowly. Under the pine tree, a middle-aged man with white eyebrows and black hair sat in front of a black and white chessboard, staring at the black and white chess pieces. His eyes reflected the two armies of black and white, fighting desperately. “I’ve met Senior Brother Luo…” Luo Ning blinked, and the fierceness in his eyes suddenly disappeared. He raised his head and smiled: "Junior sister Qiu, do you have anything to do with me?" Qiu Yunshui's eyes as pure as glass did not contain a trace of impurities, nor did they have much emotion: "Qin Yao, Lin Fengjiao's third disciple, is someone whom my master values." Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and said with a smile: "It seems that there is another rising star among my younger generation in Maoshan." "Greetings to Patriarch Luo Ning, to Patriarch Yunshui..." After saying this, a Taoist boy in green came quickly and bowed down. "What's wrong?"
"In Yuanfu Palace, Qin Yao wants to divide the power of the execution hall." The Taoist boy summed up the report without any unnecessary nonsense. Luo Ning glanced at Qiu Yunshui and chuckled: "I just think that the establishment of the Penal Hall is conducive to the development of Waimao, and I am not interested in the specific internal affairs of Waimao. You go and tell Head Chen that the affairs of Waimao have to be dealt with." It’s him who has the final say!” … Chen Qingyan has been the head of Waimao for most of his life. As soon as he heard what the little Taoist said, he knew that there must be an ancestor who had launched an attack on Shi Jian. After all, in Maoshan, only the ancestor can change his decision. No one else, including him, the leader of Waimao, can! I don’t know whether to say it’s sad or realistic. Sometimes they bet on things that are impossible to accomplish. For some people, it’s just a matter of words... “Little Gillian, when did you get involved with Nei Mao?” After waving away the little Taoist boy, Chen Qingyan turned to look at Uncle Jiu and said, “You really impressed me!” Uncle Jiu coughed dryly, knowing full well that this was definitely not his personal connection...His master died young and he was not good at doing business. What kind of connections could he have? Other than him, Wencai and Qiu Sheng were not qualified to contact Neimao...so it was obvious who this connection came from. "Actually, I didn't do anything." Jiu Shu glanced at Qin Yao secretly and said calmly. Pretending to be better than... Bah, you are so good at mastering the demeanor! Chen Qingyan laughed dumbly and said in a deep voice: "Since Wanfu Palace lets me decide what to do, then I will comply with the opinions of the majority of people. Since then, the Xingtang has been divided into two branches, one led by Shi Jian and the other led by Xiao Gillian. The two took turns taking office for a term of three years. Both parties supervise each other, help each other, review each other, and strive to be fair and just. If you have any major disagreements, come to me and I will seek justice. " Shi Jian: “???” What the hell? I want military power, but you use me as a puppet? Shi Jian's mentality was directly shattered by the smiling old Taoist priest. What’s even more helpless is that he seems unable to refute! “Shi Jian will be the first elder of the execution hall. Little Gillian, do you have any objections?” Chen Qingyan asked Uncle Jiu with a smile before giving him time to think about how to break the situation. Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Shi is the senior brother of Waimao. I have no objection to him being the first elder of the execution hall." At this point, it was useless to argue. Shi Jian could only bury the loss deep in his heart. He raised his head and said, "Please give the head of the Xingtang government office and prepare a place for the brothers in the Xingtang to handle the case." Chen Qingyan thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Since we have to supervise, help, and review each other, then naturally you two people have to work in the same place. I would like to build a seven-story tower on the back mountain as a place for the future disciples of Xingtang. Before the seven-story tower is built, you should train the people under you. After all, the execution hall is a department that offends people. If the people under you are ordinary, how can you deter others? " Hearing this, Qin Yao turned his head and looked at his fellow disciples, and his heart suddenly felt cold. I won’t mention those passers-by A, B, B, and D who don’t deserve to have names. Take a look at these people with surnames: Mao Shanming is not good at academics, he only cheats his teammates, Chen Siyan is not doing his job, plus a big guy who wants to eat Uncle Jiu alive. Funny… Play with a hammer! There is not one who can be of great use.
At this moment Qin Yao can finally understand Liu Xuande’s mood when he visited the thatched cottage three times... I am in urgent need of talents. The urgent need! "Okay, the matter regarding the execution hall has been settled. If we don't have any other questions, just leave." Chen Qingyan waved his hand and said. “Yes, Master.” All the disciples responded in unison. Not long. After the Taoist priests walked out of Yuanfu Palace, Gu Zhi pestered Jiu Shu and Qin Yao blocked his eyes. “Nephew, what’s the matter with you?” Simu held a flag in his left hand and a golden bell in his right hand, looking up at the huge figure blocking him. “Uncle, when you left Yizhuang last time, you said you were going back to discuss with Senior Brother Jiale about joining Yizhuang. I wonder what the outcome of the discussion was?” Qin Yao asked with a smile on his face. He blinked his eyes and said hesitantly: "Master Nephew, Master Uncle, I have become accustomed to the current life of wandering around, which is incompatible with the tense and busy atmosphere of Yizhuang!" In fact, he got along quite well among the Taoist priests in Maoshan. He was never short of money from beginning to end, so he naturally looked down upon the meager salary offered by Yizhuang. "What do you call me, my nephew? It's better to call my eldest nephew more pleasant to my ears." Qin Yao hooked his shoulder and said in his ear: "Uncle, stop looking for zombies all over the world. Come hang out with me and I will make you the elder of the execution hall. Ah! You are wandering around, how can you feel the joy of sitting in the center and holding the power? When others call you, it will not be Senior Brother Four Eyes or Uncle Four Eyes, but Elder Four Eyes! Doesn't this title sound good to you? " Four eyes: “…” This naughty kid is messing with his mind! (End of this chapter)