Another white light flashed by!

Shen Lang felt a dizzy feeling.

How could it be so uncomfortable?

[Ding! System prompt: The host's mental power is not strong enough. This time, he can only enter the dream of three dream masters at most. If he forcibly overdraw his mental power and break into the dream, he is very likely to be lost in the dream.]

"It turns out that entering a dream requires consuming your energy. No wonder I feel so tired!"

Shen Lang shook his head and thought to himself that he hoped to be better this time and walked into Yan Bingbing's dream.

He opened his eyes, turned around and looked around, and a sharp sound came into his ears.

"The emperor ordered that if you have something to report, you will leave the court without any trouble!"

Wow!

Shen Lang was shocked, why did he arrive at the palace?

Whose dream is this? It's so fun?

It can't be Yan Bingbing?

He looked around and stood behind a pillar.

He was in the Golden Palace, with thick pillars blocking him, and no one noticed Shen Lang's existence for a moment.

A large eunuch stood in front of all civil and military officials, waving the Buddha's dust.

Above the high steps, a middle-aged man sat upright on the dragon chaise.

The man was wearing a yellow robe and sat on it very unsatisfied.

Shen Lang took a closer look.

Isn’t this Yan Bingbing’s father, Yan Zhengxiong?

Shen Lang almost laughed out loud, but he didn't expect that his dream was so interesting.

It turns out that it’s okay to take a shower and go to bed, there are everything in your dreams!

There is no serious family in the family.

Going in the wrong again.

He shook his head, just as he was about to let the system take him away, he heard someone talking to the minister below.

"Long live my emperor, I have this memorial!"

Shen Lang secretly looked at it and found that it was an old man with a white beard, wearing a first-class crane official robe.

At this time, the crowd came out and bowed their waists in fear and fear.

Shen Lang was happy and left in a hurry to see how much Bingbing’s father could be.

Yan Zhengxiong's voice came from above.

"Liu Aiqing, what's the matter with you?"

The old man bent his body and said carefully: "Back to the emperor, the treasury of our Zhengxiong Dynasty is really empty recently! Please think of more solutions, otherwise it will be a problem to pay all officials next month."

Yan Zhengxiong waved his hand angrily.

"Old Liu, I won't tell you anymore. The funds have been tight recently. I plan to go abroad to personally pay the debt in the next two days, so you don't have to worry about it!"

"Yes, yes, the emperor!"

Old Liu retreated with a slutty look on his face.

"I have a memorial too!"

Another first-rate official ran out.

"speak!"

"Go back to the emperor, Lao Li of the gatekeeper will stop working. He wants to retire and return home. Please ask the emperor to recruit a gatekeeper as soon as possible!"

When Yan Zhengxiong heard this, he was immediately furious.

"Old Fan, you are a person in charge of personnel and your career at the door also makes me worry. Will you be exhausted to death?"

The official surnamed Fan looked aggrieved, "Your Majesty, Old Li of the Mengang is your second uncle. Didn't you say that he would come from his hometown to find a relative to him after he didn't do it? Don't worry about using it for your own people."

Yan Zhengxiong was stunned and thought to himself, why did he forget that the gatekeeper was my uncle?

He had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "Okay, I'll call my hometown and see who is willing to come here! You ask the finance department to get my second uncle an extra three months salary, don't let him go back and don't say bad things about me!"

"Yes, the emperor!"

He also retreated, followed by a group of administrative, operational and logistics personnel.

All kinds of people came out to ask Yan Zhengxiong to solve the problems of the company, no, Zhengxiong Dynasty.

Yan Zhengxiong was so annoyed that he solved it one by one.

Shen Lang was so happy that he sighed that this guy was born to work hard and had to deal with company affairs in his dreams.

"Bang!"

Yan Zhengxiong finally got angry and slapped the dragon throne hard.

"Isn't there anything that will make me happy?"

All officials were silent, and no one dared to come out to find trouble again.

"I have a memorial!"

Seeing this, a young guy hurried out.

"Tell me! I will get upset again and I will pull you to behead you at the Meridian Gate!"

The guy shook his whole body and said quickly.

"Your Majesty, you haven't been to Langsha Club for a long time. I heard that there are several new masters from Nanyang who have great insights into health massage. Please let the emperor move and experience it!"

Yan Zhengxiong's eyes suddenly lit up. Seeing that everyone was confused, he waved his hand quickly.

"Huang Aiqing, don't talk about such things in the morning court! Wait a while and you come to my heart's palace and let's talk slowly!"

"Yes, the emperor!"

This guy retreated proudly, and everyone looked envious.

"Puchi, hahahaha!"

Shen Lang couldn't help but laughed.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhengxiong also had an restless heart in his serious bones.

Go to Langsha Club to find Master Nanyang!

Awesome!

You just said you can wash your feet.

"Rareless, who is making noise!"

Yan Zhengxiong suddenly heard laughter and shouted angrily.

Everyone suddenly looked at the back of the pillar and saw that it was the laughter coming from here.

"Wucao, you're careless!"

Shen Lang was shocked and quickly asked the system to take him out of his dream. It was too late.

Several golden sword guards rushed over from outside and grabbed Shen Lang to the center of the hall.

"Shen Lang!"

Yan Zhengxiong was stunned and didn't expect to see this kid here.

How could you appear in my dream?

"You...you...you"

Shen Lang shrank his neck and bowed quickly.

"Your Majesty, Xiaochen has taken the wrong path. If I had been looking for Yan Bingbing to play, Xiaochen will leave now!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to run away.

Stop making trouble!

In Qin Xiong's dream, he can beat him up.

Are you going to rebel here?

I didn't see the murderous golden sword guards around the Golden Palace.

Any one is not easy to mess with.

"Get it down!"

Poor Shen Lang just ran two steps, but was firmly grasped by the Golden Sword Guard again.
To be continued...