At the same time, the royal family of Kaovi Xichuan Empire, His Majesty Jimo Nian, held the list of acceptances in his study, frowned deeply, and looked at the door of the study from time to time, as if waiting for someone. In a blink of an eye, the voice of the royal swordsman came from outside, "Your Highness."

Immediately afterwards, the door of the study was opened, and Jimo's stunning facial features appeared in front of His Majesty, with a lazy face on his face, and a turbidity under his eyes that had just woken up.

His Majesty was furious in his heart. He threw the memorial in his hand at Jimo Qian without thinking about it, and he was aiming at his untainted face. Jimo Qian instantly woke up, flashed his figure, avoiding the memorial that His Majesty smashed at him, and pursed his lips in anger, "Smelling old man, you are sick."

When His Majesty heard this, his originally angry face suddenly became happy. He stared at his son in front of him without blinking. Some time ago, he took Miss Ji's third lady to leave Yandu. He turned a blind eye and closed his eyes. When he came back, the little bastard actually ran to his bedroom to sleep in the dark.

It’s okay if you don’t solve your problems with your father, but you’re even talking to make things difficult for your father.

The bastard is becoming more and more lawless.

His Majesty pulled the corner of his mouth and pointed to the memorial that fell on Jimo's thousand feet, "Look at it carefully. If you can't give me your opinion today, you won't have to see Ji Lianqiu. Don't think that I don't know the little thoughts in your heart during this period."

"Stinky old man." Jimo Qianwenyan's face turned dark. He was so shameless. He actually used this matter to threaten him. His anger not only made His Majesty angry, but instead made His Majesty smile like a fox. Has this rhythm found his son's weakness? So good? He searched for eighteen years and finally found it.

Jimo Qian bent down and picked up the memorial on the ground, opened it, and looked down one by one. His face turned black inch by inch while reading, and his beautiful eyebrows were even tightened into a ball. "Are there too many people this year?"

"So I feel like the weather is about to change. Think about it, in the past eighteen years, when have you seen such a big time registration time for school start? Except for the Yuanyun Empire and Fengluan Kingdom, your highness has not arrived at the Kaovi Xichuan Empire, I think it is almost there too." His Majesty stood up, his deep eyes narrowed slightly. He was only 38 years old, strong in body, and the hostility between his eyebrows and eyes was inherited by Jimo Qian by 80%. Angzang was seven feet tall, and his bright yellow robe was majestic. "I'm afraid, your highness of the Yuanyun Empire has arrived at the Kaovi Xichuan Empire. Although the list only states Nongjia Nongyue, do you believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it."

Jimo Qian and a few steps forward and throw the memorial in their hands on the desk, "What are you going to do?"

"The people have arrived at the Kaovi Xichuan Empire. Is there any reason to not welcome them?" His Majesty sneered, "I want to see what these countries are trying to do."

"I don't think it's any effect. If someone wants to come to you, can't you send back? The reason is just as simple as the exchange students, the friendship between the two countries is not impossible, and it's hard for them to refuse."

Jimo Nian's eyes lit up, she turned around and looked at her son, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, "Good solution."

"Then you're just tangled and disturbing me to sleep."
Chapter completed!