The eldest princess is a supreme who can break hands with several bigwigs in the cabinet like Yi Wen and not fall behind, how dare he offend. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If Your Highness is interested, you can also accompany you!" Yi Wenxiang said loudly.

Within a country, the emperor is respected! The rest must be called ministers, but the literary minister is an exception! When you are polite, you can call yourself a micro-minister, but when you are not polite, you can call yourself your own minister.

Wen Xiang sacrificed his longevity, linked the fortunes of the country, and made great contributions to the country! Even if he is an emperor, he must not be rude.

"I don't know what Lord Wen Xiang wants to gamble on?" said the eldest princess without the slightest hesitation.

"Your Highness may not know that the third volume of the Martial Arts Book is in the hands of the minister, and I am willing to use it to gamble with His Highness!" Yi Wenxiang said lightly.

There was an uproar in the Golden Palace, and the three volumes of martial arts scriptures were in one, which was priceless, enough to shock the saints. No one expected that they would gather in the hands of the monarchs and ministers of the Yan Kingdom, and Yi Wenxiang did it so secretively.

There was silence in the bead curtain for a moment, and then I heard the eldest princess ask, "What does the palace need to pay?"

"If the prime minister wins, His Royal Highness must leave the cabinet within a month and marry the Wei State!" Yi Wenxiang's eyes narrowed and said indifferently.

"Bold!" Emperor Yan suddenly roared angrily, the mere Wenxiang dared to so openly designate the marriage of my only imperial sister, it was simply completely unaware of the royal family.

"Your Majesty, the minister doesn't dare! This is a gambling contract, recognized by all the saints!" Of course, Yi Wenxiang couldn't look at the fifteen-year-old little emperor in his eyes.

Without the existence of the eldest princess, the little emperor of Yan Kingdom is not even a scumbag.

In the court, even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear at this time, and everyone looked ahead cautiously, knowing in their hearts that this time the confrontation between Yi Wenxiang and the eldest princess had reached a fever pitch.

A book of martial arts gambling on the country of Yan is not a loss-making business.

There was no sound behind the bead curtain, Yi Wenxiang's eyes were always firmly fixed on the bead curtain, if it weren't for the existence of holy power on it, he would be able to see the expression of the eldest princess through the bead curtain.

"Very good, since Yi Wenxiang has this heart, this palace can't bear to brush off your kindness!" the eldest princess suddenly said slowly.

"In that case, why don't we monarchs and ministers combine the three volumes of martial arts into one? When the Jinshi examination is over, it will be very clear who will win and who will lose. Yi Wenxiang continued.

"Yes!" The eldest princess replied lightly, but Wang Shangshu was a little unwilling! The martial arts were merged, and the eldest princess naturally didn't care! But in case she should, whether the martial arts should belong to her or Yi Wenxiang.

But at this time, he categorically did not dare to object, after all, he was just a dog under Yi Wenxiang, at best, he was just a high-level one.

Suddenly, an emerald-colored disc fell from the court, and immediately behind the bead curtain, a book glowing with orange light flew out and landed on the disk.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Shangshu and Yi Wenxiang also threw out the martial arts scriptures one after another into the jade-colored disc.

The three volumes of martial arts quickly fused together, and an extremely bright orange light was constantly flickering, which was dazzling.

The martial arts merged, and suddenly thunder roared in the sky. Between the black clouds, the endless power descended directly, which was the heavenly omen caused by the birth of the Amazing Saint Martial Technique.

Soon, a purple thunderbolt burst down and slammed towards the Yan Kingdom court. However, the eldest princess and Yi Wenxiang were both very calm, and they had already expected it.

Yi Wenxiang waved his hand, and his huge talent suddenly gushed out, driving Yan Guo's national fortune plate to turn into a black dragon.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, the first thunderbolt was actually dispersed in the sound waves, and disappeared into invisibility. But the second lightning bolt immediately slashed down again.

Yi Wenxiang retracted his hand in an extremely chic manner, and the eldest princess behind the bead curtain held the jade seal of Zhenguo, and the black dragon that was also rolling the national fortune and maintaining it spewed out golden flames.

The flames melted the thunder and lightning directly, but there was a faint flash of thunder in the black clouds.

"This thunder and lightning is more than threefold!" At this time, the eldest princess's pretty face was very solemn, but Yi Wenxiang was light and breezy.

A smile crossed the corner of his mouth, looking a little weird! The rapid consumption of the national fortune of the Yan Kingdom was a good thing for him.

"Suffered, why is this thunder tribulation written by the martial arts scripture so terrifying? If it is a five-fold thunder tribulation, how much national fortune will it cost?"

"Yes, once the fortune of the country is too small, it will immediately cause many natural disasters!" the courtiers were worried.

But at this moment, from a high altitude in the distance, a huge hand suddenly flew in, rudely penetrated into the thundercloud, and waved twice to scatter the thundercloud like a fly.

The clouds cleared, and the sky was blue again.

"Oh my God, this is a demi-saint shot!"

"Which half-saint is merciful and protects the fortune of my Yan country?"

"Could it be that Guan Sheng made a move, it doesn't seem to look like it!" The officials thought about it, but Yi Wenxiang's face changed drastically.

The reason why he has always been determined to overthrow Yan Kingdom is because he feels that the royal family of Yan Kingdom has run out, and Guan Sheng's life is not long.

For the sake of the Yi family's future generations, he had to do this! But now, since there is another demi-saint who cares for Yan Guo, this meaning is immediately unusual.

"You tell Zhuang Yichen that he owes Ben Sheng a favor!" A magnificent voice came from the sky, terrifying.

"What? This mysterious demi-saint actually did it because of the King of Zhongyong?"

"Tsk, the king of Zhongyong County is really a big face!" Finally, the officials of the royal family spoke one after another, very excited.

But Yi Wenxiang and Wang Shangshu sank in their hearts, this mysterious half-saint said this, did he think that Zhuang Yichen would definitely be able to become the first Jinshi of the Seven Kingdoms?

"Qinzhou, Chuzhou announced that they have formed an alliance and sent troops to attack Qizhou!" At this time, the sound from the sky was suddenly taken aback.

Wei, Zhao, Han, Sanzhou, and Yan and Qin Chu, the two first-class powerhouses, fought Qi, and this time the battle of Qizhou was simply unprecedented.

"Damn, it's really unreasonable!" Wu Yuanrong clenched his fists unwillingly, and immediately dispatched troops with a roar.

"It is worthy of being a genius scribe of my Qin Kingdom, Han Sheng's bloodline, the future is limitless!" the young Qin Emperor stood in front of the map of the Seven Kingdoms and smiled with satisfaction.

"The Qu family has finally produced another great talent!" Qu Tiange, the minister of Chu Guoquan, who was leaning towards the government and the opposition, leaned his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes and looking at the sky.

He is Qu Yuan's grandson, and he has a very terrifying strength, even if he is an ordinary demi-saint, he may not be able to beat him much.

"Wow, it's lively now! Qin Chu joined forces, and the other five states had no defensive power at all!"