Before Supervisor Cui arrived, a mountain-like spiritual pressure spread out in the main hall of Gaokuang.

But it doesn't make people feel surrendered, but gives people a mountain-like reliance, like a whirling feeling like a giant hand, protecting hundreds of descendants of the Cui family.

This feeling makes people feel like spring.

However.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chen Yanjun sensed the place where the spiritual pressure was difficult to reach in this swaying spiritual pressure.

I vaguely saw the shadow of the mountain in my mind.

The location is at the top.

He raised his head and looked towards the beam.

Nothing...

strangeness.

Beside, the lady asked softly.

"What's wrong?"

I have to say that Madam has a broad mind and her soft voice is so gentle...

"nothing."

The lady comforted her again:

"Although grandpa looks fierce, he loves me the most. You don't have to be nervous."

"Um."

Chen Yanjun also wanted to be nervous, but he seemed to have really lost this feeling.

If there was less tension that night in the sex room, half the fun would be gone... I have to find a way to get it back!

at the moment.

The old lady was sitting in the high hall.

Cui Jianzheng was already standing next to the old lady.

In the memory of the original owner, I heard that he was a mighty man who feared nothing except his wife.

When I saw Chen Yanjun today, it was as expected.

This is an old man wearing a purple brocade robe. He has black beard and hair. He has a dignified appearance. He is very strong and tall. His eyes are sharp and he has the potential to fire thousands of arrows.

However, it seems that Master Jianzheng did not notice anything unusual in the hall.

Chen Yanjun was a little suspicious...could it be his own illusion?

In the reverberation of Master Jianzheng's spiritual pressure, he could clearly detect the faint shadow of the mountain.

Back to the present.

Because Mrs. Cui had communicated her feelings with her descendants in advance, Master Jianzheng no longer had to be polite.

Chen Yanjun guessed that as a senior otaku studying engineering, Master Jianzheng was probably afraid of admitting the wrong offspring, which would be quite embarrassing.

Everyone bowed and bowed.

"Master is in good health!"

"I'm very healthy. You just need to be less angry."

Cui Wanjun stood with his left hand behind his back and waved his right hand towards everyone.

"We are all one family, no gifts required."

Immediately, he glanced around the crowd.

"Besides Ye...is there anyone else who hasn't come?"

The third son, Cui Qingru, stepped forward and said:

"Cui Da didn't arrive due to a sudden attack of malaria."

Cui Wanjun frowned, who is Cui Da?

Even Chen Yanjun knew that Cui Da was Cui Qingru's eldest son, a sixth-grade Zen master, a meat-and-wine monk, and he ate everything, especially game. It was not a surprise that he got malaria...

The scene was awkward for a moment, and Cui Wanjun didn't ask in detail, stroking his beard and saying:

"How can a cultivator get malaria? Send someone to carry him over, and I will help him take a look."

Cui Qingru:

"yes."

Cui Wanjun didn't wait any longer, the family meeting started immediately.

"Today, I have invited everyone to come together for a few small things."

"A lot of things have happened recently, and everyone must be aware of them."

"We, the Arms Supervisor, provide basic weapons for the major imperial armies and city garrison armies. All forces want to share your Majesty's worries and contribute to the Tang Dynasty's arms cause. I guess there will be more things to do in the future."

"Right now, there are many people in Chang'an City who want to get hold of the Cui family and ask your Majesty to punish me, so that the weapons supervisor can change ownership."

At this point, there was a complete silence in the hall.

Cui Wanjun raised his voice.

"From today on, members of the Chang'an Cui family are not allowed to have any contact with the Boling Cui family and the Qinghe Cui family who have taken refuge in the feudal town."

"I, the Cui family, are not allowed to argue with outsiders in Chang'an City. If you are bullied, no matter who the other party is, you must report it to the family, and I will help you handle it properly."

"Also, for the time being, we must keep a certain distance from Jingzhao Mansion, the Prison Secretary and the Crown Prince, and don't get too close, but there is no need to offend anyone."

Chen Yanjun vaguely heard his subtext:

You can get close to Eunuch Qiu.

In fact, for Qiu Zhuo to marry Mr. Zhang is to get close to Mr. Qiu indirectly. The word indirect is very important.

Unfortunately, Princess Ping An Li Chan went to cause trouble, probably on behalf of the emperor, and did not want the Cui family to fall to Eunuch Qiu so easily.

Chen Yanjun guessed that in the future, the emperor might propose marriage to the prince and Qiu Zhuo.

It seems that Emperor Tianshun has not yet completely recovered.

At present, the situation in Chang'an is very complicated.

In addition to controlling the 50,000 Shence Army, Eunuch Qiu also indirectly controlled nearly half of the city's garrison army.

In addition to Eunuch Qiu's own first-level cultivation, there are also several second-level powerhouses and dozens of third-level powerhouses.

If the influence of Tianyuan Palace is not taken into account, it will take other forces to bring down Eunuch Qiu.

However, the other forces all have their own agendas, and it is difficult to gather them together and twist them into a single rope.

Jing Zhaoyin is secretly gathering strength in the outer city.

The duties of the Prison Control Department are limited to investigating evil cases.

The prince never leaves Xingqing Palace all year round, so the East Palace is too low-key.

The Imperial College is only responsible for education and does not care about political affairs.

Tianyuan Palace and Si Tianjian don't care about human affairs.

It can be seen that the ownership of the weapons supervisor is really a big deal!

"Finally, one more thing."

Cui Wanjun's words were sonorous and thunderous.

"The marriage between Young Master Zhang and Qiu Zhuo fell apart due to the sudden arrival of Princess Ping'an."

"And another story I heard is that there was a Master Chen from the Danlin Academy of the Imperial Academy who had always been in love with Yourong. As a mortal, he defeated the Zhang family, a ninth-grade Confucian master, in a competition of literature, Taoism and martial arts.

Young Master."

"This Mr. Chen's name is Chen Yanjun, and he happens to be here today."

When Chen Yanjun heard his name being mentioned, he quickly stepped forward and saluted Lord Jianzheng.

"Imperial Master Chen Yanjun has met Mr. Jian Zheng."

At this time, there were gradually different voices in the crowd.

"Why are you wearing the school uniform of Danlin Academy on such an important day?"

"So handsome, but he looks haggard. Could it be that last night..."

"I heard that the name of Mr. Chen's poem is widely circulated in Huayan Pavilion of Nanxianfang."

"I don't believe it, unless Mr. Chen composes a song on the spot."

Chen Yanjun felt that someone was deliberately making things difficult for him behind his back, or provoking him to show his true abilities.

However, he was tired of copying poems, and now he couldn't make money by copying poems. It was just to earn face, so why bother?
To be continued...