Fan Zeng has been operating in Chen State for a long time, holding military and political power, and he is already powerful in Chen State. And Chen Guo and the military and political system of the Great Zhou Dynasty are the same, the immortals under the mountain bow their heads, and the rivers and lakes under the mountain bow their heads, which means that Fan Zeng alone now controls the highest right to speak on Chen Guoshan Mountain.

Although the King of Han has just arrived, he is the Nine Monarchs of the Great Zhou Dynasty on the surface, although he has no real power, but his status is extremely high, and Chen Guo is the territory laid down by his father Chen Baxian, Chen Baxian has a very high prestige in Chen State, and this period of time has also increased with the prestige of the King of Han.

This is a decision about their own future, and no one dares to say it easily.

The entire top floor of the Sunset Building, there was silence, no one spoke, this feast went on here, this is not the first time that it has fallen into such a strange and embarrassing situation. But this time is the most dangerous, because if you don't get it right, your future will be ruined, and you will die on the spot.

Dongluo leaned on the low table, squinted slightly, and looked at this big drama with great interest, he only needed to say a word on this big play, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

To be honest, when Fan Siyuan asked him if he was a unicorn or a donkey, he was really startled, thinking that Fan Zeng, this old thing, would not be a poor dagger, and he was going to turn his face with him!

But after thinking about it, it's not right, he has no firm foothold in Chen Guo now, and he has no roots, what's the use of forcing him to bow his head, can it deter his wings? He doesn't even have wings yet.

Besides, how can he be the king of Han, it's okay to tear his face with him, as long as Fan Zeng is not afraid of Zhou Tianzi's revenge, or if Fan Zeng is the prince of Chen State, not the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, even if he is killed.

But Fan Zeng is the Taifu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, forcing him to bow his head, that is not good, and the other eight kings will not agree, Taifu forced the King of Han to bow his head, that is, the royal power bowed to the Taifu, that is, he Fan Zeng is challenging the royal power. Historical experience has proved that those who challenge the royal power in general will either destroy the royal power or be destroyed by the royal power, and the number of the latter is far greater than that of the former. Thinking about it, Fan Zeng would not be so stupid, and he would kill himself.

After thinking about this, Dongluo didn't panic at all, and was even in the mood to play a play with them.

It just so happened that he also wanted to see how many of the hundred officials in Chang'an were so heart-to-heart to Taifu, and whether the immortal families on the mountain were so vulnerable.

Maybe in the eyes of others, after the results come out, he may lose his own momentum, but among the hundred officials, he has no great momentum, is he still afraid of losing?

Dongluo was silent, Fan Zeng was also speechless, everyone in the hall was practicing closed-mouth meditation, only to feel that the wine in front of him was bland, and the food was tasteless, which made it difficult to swallow.

This strange silence did not last long, and one person soon walked out of the hundred officials, and after this person came out of the ranks, he bowed to the Han King and the Taifu, and when he looked up, he spoke loudly.

Xiaguan Huang Heihong had already seen clearly that what Master Fan was holding in his hand was the Qilin. ”

With the appearance of the first person who made a statement, the second, the third, and nearly 100 officials expressed their positions one after another.

"That's the Kirin. ”

"Looking closely, this thing is indeed the legendary auspicious beast unicorn. ”

And the funny thing is that the donkey also responded

He snorted a few times.

There are people here who really want to be Taifu Fan Zeng, but not everyone is like this, but at this moment, their answers are neat, straightforward, and not dragging their feet.

Ironically, this donkey is a unicorn in everyone's mouth.

Among them, there were many people, obviously scolding Fan Siyuan's father and son in their hearts, and of course they didn't forget to mention a few words of winter fall in passing, but their expressions were extremely solemn and pointed to the wild donkey that kept calling, this is the holy beast unicorn.

After the officials finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent.

But this time the silence means that Fan Zeng's power is rising in Chen Guo, and it is even stronger than before.

Fan Zeng's words, everyone has to bow their heads, this kind of power can no longer be described in words, Rao is Dongluo also frowned when he saw it, could it be that the officialdom of this Chen State is a group of soft bones, and there is not even a person who tells the truth?

Dongluo sighed lightly, yes! It's just that there is no way to do it, being an official under someone else, if you don't lower your head, you will lose your head.

Smart people know what to choose.

After Fan Siyuan questioned the hundred officials in the inner courtyard, he led the donkey to the immortal house on the mountain in the outer courtyard, no matter how he looked at it, he wanted them to make a statement.

Before, he was still praying in his heart that Fan Siyuan would not ask those mountain immortal families of theirs, although on the surface, although the fairy wind was like a bone and a dusty appearance, but in his heart, he had already greeted Fan Siyuan and the eighteenth generation of his family's ancestors.

It's easy to say, but it's also a scoring occasion!

At this time, let them recognize the donkey as a unicorn, isn't this to let them go away with the fairy wind and break the bones?

Even Du Sanxing, who was ready to fight for half his life to clear his name, and not want Fan Siyuan to sing and win poetry, couldn't help but scold his mother. He doesn't care, but the Du family has a so-called!

Fan Siyuan walked towards the outer courtyard without hurrying, and the hundred officials also looked like watching the play, wasn't it very good-looking before? Now the stage is given to you, you come to sing, you come to act.

Let's also get a taste of what it's like to be an audience.

When Fan Siyuan was still a few steps away from the steps, he smiled at the immortals, stopped, and led the donkey back.

Those mountain immortals, the rangers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's good if we don't take a stand.

Fan Siyuan walked to the center of the hall, threw the reins in his hand to the ground, hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, all of you have said that it is a unicorn that Taifu gave to the prince, isn't it...... Donkey. Look, when did you put this holy beast ...... It is said that the fire made by this holy beast is a must!"

Fan Siyuan's words can not be described as poisonous, first show the attitude of the hundred officials again, let Dongluo know that this Chen Guo is still his Fan Zeng's words are effective, although you Dongluo is the king of Han, but there is still no bird.

Finally, the fire made by this holy beast is a must, isn't it obvious that this is a donkey, but you can only accept him as a unicorn.

You have to take it, and if you don't, you have to take it.

After receiving it, I have to be grateful to Dade.

Fan Siyuan looked up at Dongluo, this high-ranking Han King, how would you choose!

Dongluo sneered in his heart, accompany you to play a big show, don't charge you, you don't know what to do, you have to send it, then don't blame me for being polite.

Come and don't be rude! Just right, I'll give you a big gift.

Dongluo didn't open his eyes, waved his hand and said: "Since you adults think that this thing is a unicorn, it may be that this king has drunk a little too much, and he can't see it really." Mistaken for a wild donkey, the king thanked the Taifu for his kindness. ”

Fan Siyuan smiled slightly, not admitting that he was a unicorn.

Dongluo continued: "This king drank a little too much tonight, I'm afraid that he can't even walk steadily, it will be troublesome to bring this unicorn back to the official, this Moyang Palace is not far from Changle Palace, Lord Fan will help this king take it back first! Ming'er can just send it to someone, this king can take a good look at this Chen Guobaiguan, what a rare thing the unicorn that Taifu said, by the way...... Then send it to Luoyang to Zhou Tianzi to take a look. ”

"This heavenly beast descended from the sky, but I am blessed by the Great Zhou! Maybe Zhou Tianzi saw this unicorn and gave Taifu an official and a knight, it is not impossible! If Taifu is promoted, don't forget that it is the Rui beast that this king sacrifices for you!"

If you give me a fake unicorn, then I will give you a real official.

It depends on who doesn't dare to accept it.

Dongluo's voice became less and less until it was inaudible, and then he fell directly to the ground, unconscious.

The hall was quiet, and Fan Siyuan's face was extremely pale.

He can let this Chang'an hundred officials say that this donkey is a unicorn, but he doesn't have the ability to let the Luoyang hundred officials also recognize it as a unicorn!

Let Zhou Tianzi treat the donkey as a unicorn, let alone an official, I'm afraid that even my life will be lost!

Everyone in the hall suddenly felt happy.

......

......

Before the night was deep, people came and went in Chang'an City, the shouts of buying and selling, and the conversations of pedestrians were intertwined with this long street, building a thriving and prosperous scene.

People and the city, the city and the people, seem to be in harmony.

The most difficult thing to get along with is the one who is in harmony with each other.

After leaving the Sunset Tower, Dongluo woke up in a carriage that rushed to the Changle Palace.

Seeing him wake up, the first thing Xue Nianci said was to do this kind of shameless thing next time, don't call him, how can he be a well-read sage, and he can't afford to lose this person.

Dongluo laughed, with this almost three million medium-grade spirit stones, what do you want to do with your face! Don't say it's a face, even if you don't want your life.

With this leek cut from the hands of the hundred officials and the Shi family, their current constraints can be eased again.

Wang Xifeng squinted the pair of Danfeng eyes slightly, looked Dongluo up and down, and said: "I didn't expect you to compose poems, you really can't look good!"

"Alas, this is also something that cannot be helped, and I don't want people like you to see me in the future and just say, 'Look at this handsome guy, there is nothing but good-looking'. I've got to get something out of the bowl of rice to eat!"

Dongluo said unashamedly: "Sometimes, this person is too good-looking, and it is also a kind of trouble! Speaking of this, I am very envious of Zhang Baigui, he does not have this trouble." ”

Wang Xifeng flipped it

A white eye, what do you look like, don't you have points in your heart?

Dongluo's stomach suddenly screamed out of place, and Dongluo said a little embarrassed: "I patronized and drank just now, but I didn't eat enough, and I lost it." This has to be put on hold, and when I meet this big feast, I have to go hungry for three days and three nights! No, no, no, I have to find something to eat. ”

The carriage went all the way, and Dongluo finally asked the question in his heart, why did Wang Xifeng have to eat something before attending the banquet?

Wang Xifeng snorted, and said with a mocking meaning: "This kind of feast where celebrities gather in a city, who doesn't go to tie two incense sticks, who will put their minds on eating like you." ”

Dongluo scratched his head a little embarrassed, as if this was the truth.

With incense, are you still worried about not eating?

......

In the east of Chang'an City, in a tavern that has not yet closed, the three of them sit opposite each other, and three bowls of Yangchun noodles floating with green onions are steaming.

Dongluo raised his chopsticks and began to gobble up, while Wang Xifeng was much more delicate.

Only Xue Nianci did not move the chopsticks.

Dongluo asked without raising his head, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Hungry!"

Xue Nianci said softly: "When I was a child, I went to the village restaurant with my mother to eat noodles, and it was also Yangchun noodles, she always ate very slowly, I always thought that she had a bad stomach, and today, when I saw this bowl of Yangchun noodles again, I realized that she was afraid that I would not be able to eat." ”

Dongluo paused and didn't speak, because he didn't know what to say.

Xue Nianci gulped down the noodles, and her tears fell into the noodle bowl.

Dongluo wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "Revenge, after all, it must be avenged." Ten years is not too late, and a hundred years is not too late. ”

This was not only said to Xue Nianci, but also to himself.

After finishing speaking, Dongluo asked for another bowl of noodles.

Only when you are full can you have the strength to work, and only when you are full can you have a sense of security.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Extinction" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~