"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
At this moment, the steward of Prince Yan's mansion ran in and said respectfully, "Your Highness, someone has already taken down the list of talents you wrote and is waiting outside!"
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, King Wei Yuanchuan's eyes lit up immediately: "Please come in quickly, no, I want to greet you personally!"
He knew that if he wanted to govern Yan well, he couldn't do it alone.
The most important thing is to have capable and talented people to assist you.
So a few days ago.
The King of Yan personally wrote a notice recruiting talents and posted it in various places, but no one dared to take it down.
Now that someone has finally taken the initiative to reveal the result, he is naturally happy and wants to greet them personally.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The housekeeper did not dare to neglect it.
He immediately led the way and headed towards the gate.
It was raining outside at this time, accompanied by thunder. This kind of weather was not uncommon in Yan.
The King of Yan was so excited that he forgot to ask his servants to hold an umbrella for him and rushed to the front door in the rain.
He was followed by several close confidants who wanted to see who the person who took down the notice was.
And outside the main gate of King Yan.
A middle-aged monk in black stood upright, holding a rosary in his hand and muttering something.
He did not look strong, on the contrary he looked a little thin, but the aura he exuded was unique, as ethereal as dust, like an otherworldly master, unfathomable.
"Although it's a little earlier than expected, seeing that King Yan has built up the Yan territory quite well, it's not a big deal."
At this time, the black-robed monk looked calm as he thought about what he was going to do this time.
Even if you know you may fail in the end.
But he didn't care.
Because it's not just me who does this kind of thing.
"Let me see what kind of talent you are. Reveal my recruitment list."
At this time, King Yan walked out with a hearty smile on his face.
But when he saw the black-robed monk, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he was soon attracted by the other party's extraordinary temperament.
Intuition told King Yan that this was a talented person, no, it should be said that he was a monk.
"High monk!"
Immediately, without any hesitation, he walked over, bowed, and showed full respect.
Next to Prince Yan, his confidants also had curious expressions on their faces.
I knew someone would take down the list, but I didn't expect it to be a monk.
The monk also saw King Yan.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face. He then looked at the sky and bowed, saying, "A flying dragon soars in the sky, bringing wind and rain with it. This is my first meeting with Your Highness, and I have a gift to give you. I wonder if Your Highness dares to accept it?"
"Oh? What's the etiquette?" King Yan frowned slightly, feeling that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he did not delve into it.
I just wanted to see what the monk in front of me was going to do.
“This is it!”
At the same time, the black-robed monk took out a hat from his sleeve, a white hat!
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