Many people say that the reason why Zhao Xuan is so cautious is because he is from Yang country.

Of course there is no Yang Kingdom anymore.

The absence of Yang Guo means that he can now be a true member of Qi, gain more trust from Qi Ting... and have the opportunity to gain real power.

Talents like him who are less than fifty, who are young and powerful, and whose cultivation level matches his official rank, sometimes just lack opportunities.

Now many people have begun to burn his cold stove again, almost turning the cold stove into a hot stove. But he still looks like he is working hard.

He came to Xiaolianqiao again and personally inspected the longevity materials of the old eunuch who died in the palace the day before yesterday.

This old eunuch had little authority, no one liked him when he was alive, and no one cared about him when he was dead. But after all, he had a duty, and his funeral had its own standards.

"Sir, it was painted last night and is just waiting for it to dry. It will be delivered soon!"

In Lao Zhang's coffin shop, Lao Zhang said flatteringly.

His voice was thin and cold, and even though he was deliberately trying to please, people couldn't feel much enthusiasm.

Zhao Xuan has always been patient and very patient, but for some reason, he felt a little inexplicably uneasy today.
Chapter completed!