Fan Junmao looked strange. Her eyes were wandering, as if she was hesitating whether to run away.

The whole house is standing.

Song He's eyes sparkled, he stretched out a palm, pointed at a certain chair, and said loudly: "Mr. Chen, please take a seat."

It was the only chair in the imperial study that didn't seem to be "right".

Chen Ping'an walked to the chair, turned around, gently picked up the green shirt with both hands, and sat down slowly.

Song He sat back down, and then a room full of landscape gods sat down neatly, and you could hear the needle drop.

Some Shanshui righteous people who originally thought that even if Chen Ping'an was willing to take charge of the matter, he would not be able to do anything, but when they saw the green shirt with their own eyes, at this moment, they felt that it was not the case at all.

This is like many Qi practitioners in the world, after winning the battle, they will think that a great demon of the throne of wilderness is just like that just because they have never experienced the battlefield.

His Majesty the Emperor looked at the female tiger with a smile.

Fan Junmao had an innocent look on his face, "Your Majesty, just watch what I do. Everything has been said, I just want to help with a message."

Chen Pingan asked: "Where did the discussion go?"

Song He said with a smile: "Just now Fan Shanjun was talking about the border south of Qidu. Many people want to remove the stone tablet on the mountain."

Fan Junmao sighed quietly. If he had known this, she would not have come. Wouldn't it be better to stay at the Tiger Mansion and wait for the good news?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Excuse me, Fan Shanjun, please give me a list immediately."

Fan Junmao looked confused, "Ah?"

"Wait until Fan Shanjun makes the list."

Chen Pingan stretched out a hand and rubbed the handle of the chair with his palm, "Shangshu Shen and Shangshu Zhao, check the list, and I, Dali, will jointly issue an official document in the name of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites, asking them to come to the capital of Dali.

Those who restored the country and established the country, the old immortal mansion and the new sect each sent people to talk about this matter and discuss it carefully."

According to an old rule, Zhao Duanjin, the Minister of Rites, did not need to stand up to discuss matters, he just clasped his fists and assumed that there was no objection.

The old minister of the Ministry of War was serious and asked with a smile: "Did I hear wrongly? If we really want to add a yamen in addition to the Ministry of Rites, shouldn't we also issue credentials in the name of the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple?"

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Honglu Temple jointly wrote the letter of credence, which is not in line with the court etiquette, so I am only responsible for the subsequent reception."

Is it in line with etiquette to replace Honglu Temple with the Ministry of War of a country?

Fan Junmao was speechless for a moment. He regretted that he had agreed to help those guys talk to the Dali court about this, and he was also annoyed by Chen Ping'an's overbearing attitude. He didn't care about friendship at all. Mr. Chen has such great official authority!
Chapter completed!