The domineering spirit on Zhao Feng's body is the same as Xiang Yu, and ordinary people can't bear this momentum at all.

Especially a weak scholar like Bai Mochou, his true face was affected by this domineering.

Just like a lonely boat on the rough sea, reason collapsed in an instant, and even the body could not be controlled.

Looking at the wet patch on his crotch, Bai Mochou understood that he was making a fool of himself, and hurriedly covered his crotch and ran out.

I didn't run two steps and stumbled, almost lying on the ground.

Countless literati and writers finally woke up from the shock just now, they never expected Zhao Feng's song "Chivalrous Journey" to chant the feeling of a bloody battle.

The kind of scene that is like an immersive sword light and blood shadow appears in front of people, making it impossible to distinguish which is true and which is false.

Zhao Feng looked at the people around him who were still stunned, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

It seems that he is still not skilled enough in the control of domineering, otherwise it will not affect everyone.

But if Xiang Yu knew what he was thinking at this time, he would probably beat him up.

The Seven Styles of Overlord are what Xiang Yu has learned all his life, and he has poured everything he has into as an overlord, if it is just to influence someone, what is the difference between it and a killer.

The real overlord should stand in heaven and earth, and be not afraid of anyone.

Looking around, no one dared to continue to come up and provoke.

And Li Taibai doesn't seem to show up, Zhao Feng is about to leave with An Ning.

A middle-aged man with a fair face and a kind smile walked up and blocked him.

"Little brother, are you looking for Mr. Taibai?"

"Yes. ”

Zhao Feng nodded seriously, the middle-aged man looked at Zhao Feng, and shook his head helplessly for a long time.

"Mr. Taibai hasn't been here for months. ”

"It's been a few months! Is he okay?"

Zhao Feng was very nervous when he heard this, according to what Ji Xiaolan said, Mr. Taibai's tavern gathered countless capable people with lofty ideals, and there were even ministers from all dynasties.

If something happens to Mr. Taibai and it affects them, then the matter will be in trouble.

The middle-aged man shook his head with a smile and pointed to the poem on the pillar.

"In the past, Mr. Taibai would come here every once in a while to buy wine, but recently I heard that someone opened a tavern for him, so I haven't been here for a long time. ”

"That's right. ”

Zhao Feng nodded, he already knew who opened the tavern.

It's a pity that except for Heshen, the dead fat man, no one knows the specific location of the tavern.

What Zhao Feng was looking for now was the location of the tavern.

Touching my chin and thinking for a while, I thought I had found a clue, but I didn't expect it to be interrupted here.

It seems that if you want to find Mr. Taibai, you can only go into the palace and ask.

After all, he is Li Longji's royal poet, and others don't know that the emperor should always know.

The middle-aged man in front of him seemed to see through Zhao Feng's thoughts, and asked with a smile.

"Little brother wants to enter the palace, but at this time, the palace is heavily guarded, and it may be difficult to get in, but I have a way. ”

"Do you have a way? ”

Zhao Feng hurriedly asked, the middle-aged man smiled mysteriously, made a silent gesture, and invited Zhao Feng to the door.

"There are a lot of people here, if the little brother believes me, come with me. ”

The middle-aged man has a kind face, not like a bad person.

Zhao Feng couldn't judge the true purpose of this person for a while, but there were no clues about Mr. Taibai at the moment.

You can also choose to believe in middle-aged people.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng followed behind the middle-aged man with An Ning.

The middle-aged man seemed to be from a large family, and within a few steps, several guards appeared in front of him.

They saluted the middle-aged man one after another, and glanced at Zhao Feng suspiciously.

It's just that Zhao Feng didn't seem to have malicious intent, so he didn't continue to ask.

Then the group walked in the direction of the palace and came to an extremely remote corner of the west gate of the imperial city, where two palanquins were placed.

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Little brother, you and this girl sit in a sedan chair. ”

Zhao Feng glanced at An Ning and was a little embarrassed, there was only one place in the sedan chair, and the two of them were huddled together, so wasn't it face to face.

It doesn't matter if he's there, but An Ning is just a girl doll with a mind of fourteen.

Zhao Feng doesn't have the habit of lolita.

But the middle-aged man was full of smiles, as if he was waiting for Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng had no choice but to squeeze a sedan chair with An Ning, who knew that An Ning didn't want to sit side by side with Zhao Feng at all.

After Zhao Feng sat down, An Ning sat directly on his lap, moved comfortably twice, and began to look around looking for things to do again.

Zhao Feng looked helpless, so he could only let An Ning sit on his knees.

Then the sedan chair slowly lifted up, as if passing through several doors.

I don't know how long I walked, but the sedan chair suddenly stopped and put it on the ground with a plop.

An Ning was thrown and almost fell out of the sedan chair, but fortunately, Zhao Feng hugged her waist and poked his head to look around.

I found that there was no one around, and I was in the middle of an empty hall.

The main hall is resplendent with red-painted beams and pillars leading to the roof, and there are dragons carved on it.

The main hall is dozens of meters wide, and the door behind it is closed, but there is a row of bamboo curtains hanging in front.

Through the bamboo curtain, you can see a figure inside, it seems to be very quiet and does not disturb Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng didn't know what place this was, but he was sure that they had already entered the palace.

Who was that middle-aged man just now, who was able to take them into the palace.

Due to the fact that after Qianlong made a big disturbance in the palace before, the inside and outside of the imperial city were heavily guarded, and ordinary people could not enter at all, and they had to face countless interrogations and inquiries.

But they came in in a sedan chair just now, and there was no obstacle at all.

It shows that the person who brought them in must have a prominent status, thinking of this, Zhao Feng already had a guess in his heart.

Slowly lifted the sedan curtain and walked out, and the figure behind the bamboo curtain suddenly asked.

"Are you looking for Li Taibai?"

Zhao Feng didn't answer, just looked around.

This hall seems to be empty, but there are countless breaths hiding in the doorways around it.

The aura of those people is strong and continuous, and it is by no means something that ordinary people can have, they must all be masters of the Great Interior.

Zhao Feng was just guessing just now, but now the answer is already eight or nine.

"Are you Li Longji?"

"Bold!"

I don't know who roared first, and countless Praetorian Guards rushed in from all directions, quickly surrounding Zhao Feng.

The originally spacious hall was soon filled with people, each holding a weapon and staring at Zhao Feng with a fierce expression.

Zhao Feng looked at the figure behind the bamboo curtain with a calm face.

The figure hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand to the sides, and the bamboo curtain slowly rose to reveal his true face.

I saw that the man was about thirty or forty years old, with a slightly thin face, two marked mustaches, and a hint of majesty in his eyes.

Wearing a golden dragon robe and a ceremonial crown, he slowly stood up from his seat.

"I'm Li Longji, who are you?"

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