Chapter 642: Courtesy

Beijing, also known as the emperor.
In this city of inch-inch gold, a set of quadrangle in the second ring has been fired to the sky.
A courtyard that looks ordinary and ordinary, with gray walls and green tiles, is connected to Nanluoguxiang in the front, and even after the sea, it can be said to be quiet.
Fu Long was lying on a lounge chair at the entrance of the yard, and nodded the question mark with every passing person.
One of the left hands was holding a birdcage, and the right hand was carrying two sturdy lion heads, wearing a gray big horse, whistling in the mouth, and stepping over the threshold.
Fu Long immediately stood up and looked solemn.
"How, the life of the emperor is not bad?" The old man put the bird cage on the stone table in the yard. There are several bamboo sticks on the side of the stone table. The climbers are rare. Green plants are constantly spreading their aura around, no matter who is lying in this yard, they will feel refreshed and refreshed.
"Cough, not bad." Fulong nodded and stretched out. "I am here to stay, I feel uncomfortable."
"The courtyard door is closed."
"Yes..." For the command of the old man, Fulong did not dare to have any hesitation, and the old man who had reached the age of the flower in front of him, the identity is already self-evident, and he is ready to go.
When the gate was closed, the grandfather began to grab a meal and began feeding the caged birds.
Fu Long just stood quietly and waited quietly.
After a long time, the food in his hand was fed, only to clap his hands, turned his face and looked at Fulong, and said: "How is your dean of Haicheng Xiuxian College?"
"Not very good." Fu Long pressed his own temple and sighed. "Before Gao Ge and Liu Zhongyi were there, they didn't need me to worry about anything, but now they turned their faces and I was paralyzed."
The old man’s eyes glimpsed: "Do you still have a face? You said that there is nothing to do every day. I will let you go to Haicheng Xiuxian College as the dean. The result is good. Because they are so good, they become a pickpocket. The treasurer, do not worry about anything, let Gaoge and others do it. Now, sing Liu Zhongyi, they go, the whole Haicheng Xiuxian College is crowded, and there are many people who are clamoring for high songs?"
"Yes..." Fulong nodded. "However, I can handle it when I go back."
"Then you may wish to talk about, what are you going to do?" The old man squinted and looked at Fulong.
Fu Long thought for a moment and said: "First hit this momentum?"
The old man is undecided, telling Fulong to continue.
Fu Long coughed, and then continued to say: "Then, there is a sense of presence in Haicheng Xiuxian College."
"Do you still know how to brush the sense of existence?" The old man said with joy, "The students in Haicheng Xiuxian College know Gao Song Liu Zhongyi and others, but they don't even know who their dean is, don't know. Retorted! I said this is what it means, maybe exaggeration, but you dare say that there is no such situation?"
Fu Long, who originally intended to defend himself for two sentences, could only remain silent when he heard this.
This situation does exist in Haicheng Xiuxian College, and it is not a case.
"However, this is not a bad thing." The old man turned a sudden mysterious smile.
Fu Long frowned slightly and did not say anything.
"Since some students in Haicheng Xiuxian College want to go to Gaoge, let them go."
"..." Fulong’s brain is not enough. "Why do you want to do this?"
"Take your brain to think about it." The old man snorted. "Go and get the chair."
Fu Long wiped the sweat on his forehead and hurry to do it.
The arrogant Fulong, in front of the old man, like the elementary school pupil of the class teacher, does not know where to put his hands and feet, which is also a torture for him. If he can, he really wants himself. You can quickly leave the emperor, and you can also relieve the pressure you face at this time.
The old man was lying on a lounge chair, holding a radio in his hand, and there was a storytelling in it. He said that the Ming Dynasty was talking about the meaning of Zhu Yuanzhang’s name. He was a sharp jade, and Yuan was the original Yuan Dynasty, which meant sharp. The jade broke the yuan. Um... It is very fluent in speaking.
"In any case, there is no business right now. If you look for the ghosts, we will come by ourselves. Since he has nothing to do, he will help him find something to do." The old man said, the voice is strong and powerful, and now it is displayed. The old state is very different.
Fu Long frowned slightly and said: "But he is not the person of our Dragon Court now. Can't we say what he is going to do?"
"You said this, of course I know, so I said that you will let the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College be released. When he does not want to be busy, he will not do it."
Fu Long finally understood the meaning of this, and could not say that he was slow to respond, just facing the front of him, his brain did not dare to think casually.
"What do you mean by saying, let him open a school?"
"Isn't this a good thing? Eggs can't be placed in the same basket. Compared to us, don't you think that the state of Gaoge is better? Xiujiejie, the object that Tiantianfu wants to draw, is also a gas transport, can Think of him as the strength of our preparation, and, in some cases, the Dragon Pavilion can't do it, or say, can't let it go, but the high song can be done, and it can be done with his people, so that China can also be much smoother. "The old man slowly said.
Fu Long smiled and said: "If you arrange this, you will believe him too much."
"The person who slaughtered the dragon has looked for him. The person in the heavens and the land has looked for him. Now the person in the shadow door has also found him, but he still has not chosen to join. Is this choice not enough for us to trust him?" Suddenly sat up, frowning and staring at Fulong, like a question.
Fu Long thought for a long time and nodded.
"That breaks Longshan. It is actually a good place. Let the old man of Guanshan help to arrange the formation. It is the embryonic form of a martial art. As for Wen Yihuan, he is also a personal talent. You can send it together. You can give these things to Liu Zhongyi. Just do it. He is not in Nancheng Xiuxian College. I hope to follow the building on Sunday to find a breakthrough?"
"Yes..." Fu Long silently remembered all the words the old man said.
"You can go." The old man said.
Fu Long immediately released his weight and planned to turn and leave.
After a few steps, something suddenly sounded.
He stopped and hesitated.
"Say." The old man is not angry with the prestige.
"I heard that Dong Tianfu’s place is out of a position, and one of the sects in the Xiuxian world will be selected. You will arrange this..."
"Some things, I understand it in my heart. This is an opportunity for us. It is the same for Gaoge." The old man said with a smile.
Fu Long was convinced, turned and left...