Changping felt very depressed inside. He felt that he had been hurt by Wu Jun this time. He followed his father to Xia Kui and others tremblely, and looked at Wu Jun with a resentful look on his face.

When Wu Jun saw someone coming, he turned around and found that it was Princess Changping who had arrived. There was an old man with fair skin and pamperedness standing beside him.

The old man was dressed luxuriously, had a majestic face, and looked like a superior person. Everyone looked at his leader.

As long as it is not involved in medical treatment, Wu Jun's IQ is still very online. He instantly thought of a person who could make the princess and others so awe. After a glance, he saw a dragon-shaped jade pendant like Changping on his waist, and immediately bowed and said, "The saint has thousands of blessings."

Emperor Zhenyuan nodded slightly when he saw Wu Jun recognize him, and was not surprised.

If Master Chen teaches his disciples that he doesn’t even have this little vision, then this trip will be in vain.

Xia Kui sat on the ground and bowed to the emperor: "Your Majesty, forgive Qin for being injured and cannot stand up to welcome Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhenyuan hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, and said intimately: "Xiakui is out of here. You have been born and died for the people of Daxia, but I can't even heal your wounds, which really makes me ashamed."

Upon hearing this, Xiakui looked at Wu Jun with a tangled expression: "It doesn't matter if you are injured, and you have been cured by this miracle doctor."

Emperor Zhenyuan smiled and said, "Xiakui's serious injury has just recovered and needs to be well cultivated. Hurry up and take a shower and change clothes, don't catch a cold."

Xia Kui nodded when he heard this and walked towards the backyard with Zhao Lan's support.

The casual old eunuch's face became a little ugly, and he muttered in a low voice: "This hero is really ignorant. How much favor is His Majesty's arrival? He dares to neglect His Majesty so much."

Emperor Zhenyuan glanced at the eunuch general manager Wang Bao next to him and said lightly: "Please pay for one year to see the future."

Wang Bao's face turned pale in an instant, and he knelt down and kowtowed: "The old slave said nothing, he deserves death for his crime... He deserves death for his crime..."

Emperor Zhenyuan snorted coldly: "Hmph, just know you should die. If you are evil, can you resist the hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers in Guanshan for me?"

"The old slave dies..."

Wang Bao's body was trembling and kept kowtowing on the ground, and soon blood broke out from his forehead.

The sound of the bump made Wu Jun feel ache and he said, "If you knock it again, you will really die."

Emperor Zhenyuan said lightly: "Get up."

Wang Bao let out a long sigh and kowtowed again: "Thank you for your magnanimity." Then he stood up again and looked at Wu Jun gratefully.

Emperor Zhenyuan also turned his face to look at Wu Jun and said, "Are you Chen Muzhi's disciple?"

Wu Jun was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, the emperor would actually know Master Chen, and replied: "Mr. Chen once taught the grass people for several years."

Emperor Zhenyuan looked at Wu Jun with a smile, but he didn't see any literary spirit on him. Instead, he saw his martial arts cultivation in the Ningyuan realm. He couldn't help but frown: "Why have you abandoned literature and practiced martial arts?"

Wu Jun smiled: "Your Majesty has something unknown. Caomin has never abandoned literature and martial arts, but has always been focused on medicine. Caomin's ancestors are the great disciples of the medical saint. They have been passed down for 72 generations. Now there is a single lineage of Caomin. They have always taken the responsibility of revitalizing the glory of their ancestors. They have never dared to forget it for a moment!"

Emperor Zhenyuan looked at Wu Jun with a strange look. After a moment of silence, he said with nostalgia: "Brother Mu is a life-saving grace to me. Since you are his disciple, I am my nephew. I should take care of him. Tell me which yamen you want to go to, and I will definitely agree with it."

Wu Jun suddenly heard that Master Chen had saved the emperor, and was surprised. Then he found that he seemed to have found a shortcut to carry forward Renxintang. He couldn't help but say excitedly: "Since Your Majesty loves you so much, the Caomin is not polite. Please ask Your Majesty to accept Caomin as a job at the Imperial Medical Office, become a famous doctor, practice medicine and medicine, and benefit the people!"

“???”

Emperor Zhenyuan glared at his eyes and was stunned.

Imperial Physician Department?

It would be fine if I didn’t go to the Imperial College, but I actually had to go to the Imperial Medical Office!

Could it be that the emperor is already angry and resentful, even Brother Mu wants to send his disciples to poison him?

With Wu Jun's poison skills, I'm afraid that all the people in this entire palace will have to be buried with him...

Emperor Zhenyuan's eyelids blew hard a few times, and soon came back to his senses. He glanced at Wu Jun with an excited smile on his face and said helplessly: "Since that's the case, I will transfer you to the Imperial Medical Office and serve as a doctor of the Imperial Medical Office."

Wu Jun immediately showed an excited smile from the bottom of his heart and bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

With this identity given by the emperor, he will be like a golden signboard in the future, and his own Jinhua Underworld Doctor... Bah, even if his title as a famous doctor in Jinhua is confirmed!

It will be almost a natural thing to carry forward Renxintang in the future, and it will be completely effortless!

In joy, Wu Jun instantly threw away the boredom of losing a patient, took Qin Yue'er to the backyard, barbecued the poisonous insects, snakes and ants he had caught in the past few days, and celebrated happily.

At the same time, Emperor Zhenyuan came to the backyard and found Xia Kui who had finished bathing and changing clothes. He asked with a worried look: "Xia Kui, how are your injuries?"

Xia Kui said with a smile: "The Demon Emperor's true qi has been completely removed, but my true qi has also been completely dissipated. I may not be able to return to my peak within five years."

Emperor Zhenyuan frowned and said with a serious face: "Xiakui, you should cultivate well. Be sure to recover from the peak within two years to prevent the invasion of the demon army!"

Xia Kui was stunned for a moment, and said with confusion: "The Demon Emperor is dead. The demon clans will definitely attack each other within thirty years. There is no war in the south anymore. Are Your Majesty too concerned?"

Emperor Zhenyuan smiled bitterly: "Haha, it's enough for me to be more attentive. The Demon Emperor only wants to live forever. Apart from this, he has no great ambitions, and it is not a disaster for our human race. Only the ninth prince of the Demon race is my greatest trouble!"

Xia Kui was stunned for a moment and said with confusion: "Who is the ninth prince of the demon clan? Why have I never heard of this person's name?"

Emperor Zhenyuan sighed with a complicated expression: "The ninth prince of the demon clan is called Huotian, which is a taboo of the demon clan. He was born to eat his mother and practiced to the extreme realm at the age of twenty. He acted erraticly, failed to seize power, and was expelled from the country by the demon king.

However, it was this ninth prince who planned the birth of the Martial Saint Secret Realm a hundred years ago, which shocked the world!"

"At that time, our human race sent elites to search for treasures. Two monks in the Bodhi realm, one Taoist sect, and two Confucian sects established their life realm, all died at his hands!"

"In the end, Brother Mu used the mystery of Confucianism's "killing one's own life and becoming benevolence", forcibly promoted to the realm of life and cut off the rear, and only then did he save the lives of the five of me."

"One of the five people who escaped back is me, and the remaining four people have become leaders of the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and the other one is your master Badao!"

Xia Kui took a breath: "Your Majesty is saying that the ninth prince is about to return to the demon clan?"

Emperor Zhenyuan said with a sad face: "When encountering such a lively incident of the Nine Dragons fighting for the throne, he will definitely show up with his personality. There is no need to guess this. What I am worried about is that he has disappeared over the years, and he may have already penetrated his minions into my Daxia Dynasty..."

Xia Kui's face changed slightly, and he quickly calmed down. He looked at Emperor Zhenyuan with admiration and exclaimed: "So Your Majesty inserted Wu Jun'an into the Imperial Physician's Office. As long as all the ministers were poisoned to death, there would naturally be no undercover in the court of demon clan!"

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Chapter completed!