Chapter 20 - I am a Star Destroyer

Chen Xia was somewhat surprised.　　He didn't expect that the emperor could be so flexible and adaptable.　　He made a joke casually, and the emperor actually played along.　　The civil and military officials in the court were silent, looking at this somewhat ridiculous scene, but they couldn't laugh at all.　　In the face of unparalleled power, imperial power indeed seemed a bit too ridiculous.　　Song Wei said respectfully, "My adoptive father, please follow me to the seat, let's have the morning court together."　　After speaking, Song Wei stretched out his hand forward, indicating that Chen Xia should go first.　　Chen Xia naturally walked ahead, leisurely walking towards the highest chair in the hall.　　The civil and military officials were anxious, wondering what to do if the immortal directly sat on the central throne?　　Wouldn't that mean the emperor had to stand aside?!　　How... how to deal with this?　　The civil and military officials were each calculating in their hearts.　　Chen Xia walked to the highest point, but instead of sitting on the dragon chair, he twisted his head and said casually, "Bring a chair, or where should I sit?"　　Song Wei hurriedly shouted at the palace maids attending beside the dragon chair, "What are you all doing, don't you see my adoptive father needs a chair?"　　The maids quickly retreated to the back, and in a moment, more than a dozen eunuchs carried a huge gilded heavy chair and placed it behind Chen Xia.　　After carrying the chair, the dozen eunuchs stood neatly behind, even though they were sweating profusely, they still dared not make any panting sounds, fearing to disturb their master's adoptive father.　　And they did not dare to leave at this time, according to the rules in the palace, after doing the job without the master's permission to leave, the servants could not leave at will, they had to wait for the master's comment.　　Chen Xia did not sit down, turned his head and looked at the respectfully standing dozen eunuchs, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and praised, "Thank you all."　　He was very polite.　　The dozen eunuchs hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "It is our honor to serve the master, even if it means going through fire and water, we will not hesitate!"　　"Hmm." Chen Xia casually responded, then sat down, propping his head on his hand, leaning on the chair, thinking about his own matters.　　Seeing Chen Xia was satisfied, Song Wei was also very happy, walked up to the dragon chair, and said to the dozen eunuchs, "You have performed well, go to the internal affairs bureau to receive a box of gold."　　"Thank you, your majesty!" The eunuchs kowtowed and shouted loudly, then retreated one after another.　　The next moment was the morning court.　　"Long live the emperor, may he live ten thousand years!"　　After the civil and military officials shouted this, they looked at Chen Xia, who was sitting quietly beside the emperor, his position slightly higher than the emperor's, and always felt something was wrong.　　The emperor squinted his eyes, giving the civil and military officials a hint.　　Fortunately, the prime minister quickly understood the emperor's meaning, took the lead in kneeling down, and worshipped again.　　"Long live the national master, may he live ten thousand years!"　　The civil and military officials hurriedly echoed.　　Chen Xia frowned, however, and said, "You don't need to wish me a long life, just wish me invincible."　　"Long live" was not good news for Chen Xia.　　It's like going to a centenarian's birthday and wishing the elderly a long life.　　Then you are not here to bring joy, but to mourn.　　"May the national master be invincible in the world!"　　The prime minister quickly changed his words, and the civil and military officials also echoed.　　The following morning court time was a bit boring, all about the disposal of various regions.　　Chen Xia couldn't understand, and it was not good to leave in the middle, so he just propped his head and was in a daze.　　It was just that Song Wei would ask him from time to time.　　"What do you think, my adoptive father?"　　How could Chen Xia see?　　He stared with both eyes.　　At first, he still used "not bad", "um", "good" to deal with Song Wei a few times, but later he was asked annoyed, and simply replied directly.　　"Just do as usual, don't care about me, just pretend I don't exist."　　"Okay, okay." Song Wei hurriedly nodded.　　The whole morning court time passed in Chen Xia's daze, which was quite boring for him.　　Then it was time to leave, and everyone didn't dare to leave first, all looking at Chen Xia who was in a daze.　　Chen Xia came back to his senses and asked curiously, "Why are you all looking at me?"　　Song Wei hurriedly replied, "My adoptive father, according to the rules, the person with the highest status in the court should leave first."　　Who is the person with the highest status in the court?　　Without a doubt, it is Chen Xia, the national master and the emperor's adoptive father of the Great Song.　　Since he could leave, Chen Xia didn't want to dawdle, stood up directly, and walked out of the hall.　　Song Wei hurriedly shouted, "My adoptive father, where are you going, the royal exit is inside the hall!"　　"It's okay, I'm taking a walk." Chen Xia casually shouted, already walking on the steps.　　Song Wei had no choice, and could only instruct the experts from the patrol department.　　"Follow my adoptive father, make sure he is happy, if there is the slightest displeasure, you go to the punishment department to receive the punishment by yourself!"　　"Yes!"　　The experts from the patrol department followed Chen Xia from a distance, not daring to get close, they could only stare from afar.　　Chen Xia also felt it, but he didn't care, because there was something more shocking in front of him.　　A hundred-meter-high statue of him... ah, no... his figurine...　　It was completely carved according to the portrait, so it was not very similar to Chen Xia.　　Because the portrait was not very similar.　　But some details were very well depicted, such as Chen Xia's lazy temperament, squinting his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep at any time.　　But the statue's age was a bit older, looking like it was in his mid-thirties, looking a bit mature.　　Chen Xia's real face, however, looked just in his twenties.　　He stopped in front of the statue, with the civil and military officials piled up behind him.　　As long as Chen Xia didn't move forward, the civil and military officials didn't dare to surpass him, they could only wait.　　Chen Xia naturally felt it, turned his head and looked at everyone, and said with a smile, "You go first, don't care about me, I'm slow!"　　The prime minister hurriedly said, "The national master is really considerate, it's a Bodhisattva heart, I am deeply moved, I have no words to thank, only to the national master to exert oneself to the utmost, until death!"　　The remaining civil and military officials also spoke one after another, expressing their loyalty.　　After a court, they completely understood, in today's world, the emperor is the second, this national master is the first.　　It's better to please the national master than the emperor directly.　　Chen Xia frowned slightly, thinking that from top to bottom of the Great Song Dynasty, is it too lickable?　　But it seems there is no mistake.　　He nodded slightly and repeated, "You go first."　　The civil and military officials did not dare to neglect, and walked forward one after another, passing by Chen Xia, there were still bowing and greeting, looking forward to getting familiar with Chen Xia.　　Now the civil and military officials all started to line up and pass by Chen Xia.　　It took half an hour to finish.　　Chen Xia didn't recognize a familiar face.　　After all, the lickers are all the same.　　He put his hands behind his back, shook his head slightly, still not used to the days when others flatter, it's more refreshing, it's just boring.　　Chen Xia's eyes slightly glanced, stepped on his feet, and disappeared on the spot, appearing on the palace wall 300 meters away.　　"Hello."　　He greeted, in front of him was an old man with white hair, wearing a black python robe.　　The old man was surprised in his heart, his face remained calm, he greeted Chen Xia with a fist and bowed, saying, "I am the old slave nine thousand years old, I just saw the national master's face on the city wall, I offended, I hope the national master forgives."　　Nine thousand years old?　　Chen Xia frowned slightly, this name he heard decades ago in Wei Xi Town, thinking carefully for a while, suddenly realized.　　"Are you one of the top ten masters in the world?"　　Nine thousand years old shook his head, smiled bitterly,and said, "In front of the national master, what are the top ten masters in the world, there is only another immortal."　　"Well." Chen Xia nodded.　　This is the truth.　　But there is one thing he is very curious about, and he asked again, "Do you know about the immortal who is closed in the immortal door?"　　Nine thousand years old nodded, his expression became serious, his voice slightly sharp replied.　　"That is a sword repair, it is said that he is an immortal reincarnated from the upper world, from the beginning of the Great Song, he has existed, once opened the country door with one sword, hung the sword on the head of the first emperor, forcibly demanded fifty miles of land, and created the immortal door."　　"Just fifty miles, that's not much." Chen Xia nodded to evaluate, after all, he hung the sword on the emperor's head, asking for fifty miles is really not much.　　Nine thousand years old nodded, agreed with Chen Xia's words, and said, "The first time I contacted this immortal was two hundred years ago."　　"At that time, he was already invincible in the world, returned from the sea to visit the immortal, one sword flattened the chaotic Great Song Jianghu at that time, and entered the imperial city alone with a sword, this is my first meeting with him."　　"At that time, as the top master of the Jianghu, I carried two swords, knelt on the imperial city, half dead and half alive."　　"Only afterwards did I know that he sat on the dragon chair with a sword, kicked over the jade seal, and left with a mocking laugh."　　Nine thousand years old shook his head, some do not want to say this sentence, but still said.　　"He said, the emperor is the best person in the world, he is the sky."　　It is a prominent arrogance.　　But indeed there is the capital to be arrogant.　　"I heard that you killed his disciple?" Nine thousand years old asked again.　　"Well, I killed him with a flick of my finger, it's very boring." Chen Xia frankly admitted, and also commented on the feeling.　　Nine thousand years old was silent for a while, smiled bitterly, and said, "If I remember correctly, he is a very vindictive and protective existence, a hundred years ago, his disciple was bullied in the Old Dragon Temple."　　"He cut off the mountain top of the Old Dragon Temple, killed the abbot at that time, and now the Old Dragon Temple is newly built, not as good as before."　　"I hope you are wrong." Chen Xia replied calmly.　　Nine thousand years old gave a dry laugh, did not know how to reply, thought for a while, and said again.　　"Now he is in a closed death, it has been a hundred years since he came out, but if it is closed, his strength may become stronger and stronger, I am afraid that if he really comes out at that time..."　　Nine thousand years old paused, looked at Chen Xia's calm expression, and said again.　　"I'm afraid it will be the real invincible in the world!"　　Nine thousand years old deliberately emphasized the volume of the three words of the real invincible.　　"It's okay, I can also close the death."　　Chen Xia's reply is still very calm.　　And if he closes the death, his strength is not necessarily getting stronger, it will definitely get stronger.　　Nine thousand years old looked a little anxious, frowned and explained, "But he is now in a vulnerable state of closing the death, if we seize the opportunity, we may be able to send him into the reincarnation."　　Chen Xia's always calm face finally showed a faint smile, patted the shoulder of nine thousand years old, shook his head and said.　　"You are not qualified to be a fisherman."　　Chen Xia then pointed to himself and evaluated.　　"You are shrimp, he is a small fish, I am..."　　Chen Xia deliberately paused.　　Nine thousand years old forehead sweating, bowing his head, hurriedly followed the words back.　　"Big fish?"　　"No." Chen Xia shook his head and gave his own identity.　　"I am a Star Destroyer."