I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

The Eight Sage King glanced at Wu Yinglong, who was grinning, and then took another look. Standing behind him, Wu Xiaojiao, who was the only one, shook his head.

"Do you know why this king called you in today?"

Although Wu Yinglong didn't understand the purpose of the eight-sage king's question, it did not prevent him from throwing the pot away. He only saw his own son, Wu Xiaojiao, brought to him and preached to him very seriously:

"The Eight Sage Kings ask questions, you must answer honestly, and don't make your Highness angry! Understand?"

Wu Xiaojiao, who was suddenly pulled to the front row, was standing at his point of view without tears. He could clearly see that the person whom the Eight Sages wanted to question was his father, not his own. Son's.

However, what he never expected was that although his father was a idiot in officialdom, he was very experienced in dumping pots.

He just lightly conveyed the question of the Eight Sage Kings, and finally the one who had to face the problem became his own son again.

The problem is that Wu Xiaojiao himself is a silly bag in officialdom!

There is no need for others to say this, Wu Xiaojiao already understands this very well.

Looking at Wang Lie, the eight-sage king with a smile on his face, and then secretly glanced at his father, whose face was gradually becoming gloomy, Wu Xiaojiao could only blush and shook his head.

It's not that he is humble, but he really doesn't! He has no idea why he was called here!

Looking at this young boy who looked completely different from just now, King Baxian smiled and shook his head.

As soon as the Eight Sage King shook his head, Wu Yinglong kicked Wu Xiaojiao to the ground:

"How did I tell you just now? Didn't you give me a good answer? You don't think the prince is satisfied anymore!"

Wu Yinglong, who wanted to say a few more words, was directly interrupted by the Eight-Sage King Wang Lie.

"What's your temper? Isn't it a good idea from you to let your son take the blame for you?"

Hearing the question of the Eight-Sage King, Wu Yinglong turned his head again and said to the Eight-Sage King with a flattering smile:

"Yes, yes, yes! What the prince taught! Damn the little one! Damn! The little one slaps himself! slaps the mouth!"

In this way, Wu Xiaojiao looked at his majestic father in front of others with his own eyes. He had more than 20 mouths abruptly, and the corners of his mouth were skewed a lot.

It wasn't until Wu Yinglong's mouth began to ooze blood that Wang Lie, the eight sage king, cocked his mouth:

"Okay! That's enough! Next time if you want to play such a clever thing in front of me, it won't be that simple!"

Wu Yinglong took a mouthful of blood, grinned, and stepped aside.

It was not until this time that Wu Xiaojiao finally understood what a terrifying existence the Eight Sages praised by the people in front of him was!

He looked at Wang Lie, the eight-sage king with a smile on his face, and swallowed secretly.

Wang Lie stood up and came to Wu Xiaojiao's face.

He pulled Wu Xiaojiao up from the ground, and even wiped the dust off Wu Xiaojiao with his own hands.

"This king called you over today because I wanted you to do me a favor!"

Hearing this, Wu Xiaojiao's knees softened and he almost knelt down again.

What is a favor?

As the second generation of an official, Wu Xiaojiao is very clear about this kind of black talk.

The so-called doing a favor is nothing more than being a substitute for the dead.

But now he dare not refuse at all.

Because when his knees were weak just now, the Eight-Sage King Wang Lie just gently raised his hand, and there was a warm current on his body, and his knees straightened naturally.

At this time he knew that the man in front of him wanted to kill himself, it was easy.

Wu Xiaojiao could only take a step back, bow his head and clasp his fists.

"Wish to die for the prince!"

The Eight Sage King laughed and patted him on the shoulder:

"It's unlucky to die! This king just wants you to make a price!"

It turned out to be just a price!

Wu Xiaojiao's heart was relieved.

But his brows frowned again.

"Master, but I have no money!"

The Eight-Sage King smiled and clapped his hands. Two guards walked into the room carrying a box.

The eighth-sage king pointed to the box: "This box contains the king. The land and the imperial estate accumulated over the years, before the king, the price can be worth about 200 million taels of silver."

What the Eight Sage Kings said is an understatement, but this price sounds like a legendary price to Wu Xiaojiao!

Two hundred million taels of silver!

His father was an official in the DPRK, so he had a good understanding of Liangguo's tax situation.

Last year it had a bumper harvest, but Liang Guo’s income was only 90 million taels of silver.

He blinked his eyes, his mouth was a bit dry, and he couldn't say anything at all.

The origin of the farm produce in the box may not be so glorious.

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh with such a property in his own hands.

He didn't dare to think too much, just like a puppet, he was mechanically pulled by the eight sage kings to the box.

"Now, this king's worth and life are in your hands, and the task this king gives you is very simple, take down that mermaid princess!"

Coming out of the box holding this box, Wu Xiaojiao's face has been very calm.

There are so many things that happened today, and he has no idea how to react.

What he holds in his arms is a tax that is worth two years of Liangguo!

Thinking of this, he increased the strength of his arms even more.

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With the support of huge amounts of funds, Wu Xiaojiao's tone became much louder.

It's just that now he doesn't dare to burst the price too high.

Although directly shouting a price of ten to twenty million yuan, it is very likely to win this mermaid directly, but it is more likely to spend a lot of wronged money for the eight sage kings.

Thinking of his father's resignation in front of the Eight Sage Kings, Wu Xiaojiao swallowed again with difficulty.

He didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if he stood in that position.

So he can only do his best to avoid making the Eight Sage Kings angry.

Although he is still a little frightened now, what he has to admit is that after he shouted the price of 8 million, he felt his waist straightened, his back straightened, and his anger eased.

It's better to pretend!

While he was enjoying the endless scenery, his father Wu Yinglong was lying on the window sill, looking at the somewhat madly familiar back.

His tears flowed down.

He couldn't be more familiar with the Eight Sage Kings!

This eight-sage king, praised by the people, has never been able to corrupt the people. The only thing he is good at is to use various methods to collect the money in the hands of these corrupt officials!

There was nothing in the box just now!

And the owner of this band is also the eight sage kings just now!