"This person is actually Zhuang Yichen?"

"Four Holy Martial Artist Zhuang Yichen, isn't he the envoy of the Wei State this time?"

"What a bold man, he actually dared to come to the Sanssouci Poetry Club, aren't you afraid of exposing his ugliness?" a whisper came from the side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the high-ranking officials who originally planned to find Zhuang Yichen to set up close to him immediately dispelled the idea! The person who originally thought it was the queen's lineage, who knew that it was actually the envoy of the Wei State.

"This woman is at least at the level of a scholar, and there must be a treasure on her body that conceals her true cultivation!" Zhuang Yichen felt the mysterious aura on the woman in white, and couldn't help but think about her identity.

"That girl sees it now, there should be nothing wrong!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and after saluting, he sat down casually.

"It's kind of interesting!" The woman in white turned around and sat down at the table beside him.

"Hey, this woman is so bold, doesn't she know the rules of the Sanssouci Poetry Club?" an official frowned and said to his friend next to him.

"Although the rules of the Ximen family are big, for the people of the Kong family, there is no need to scruple!"

"You mean, this woman is Kong Ruoer?" the official's voice was full of surprise, and then he was silent.

Ximen has no worries about choosing a concubine, and wherever the invitation goes, almost no family dares to refuse. But Kong Ruoer is an exception, because she came uninvited.

Seeing Kong Ruoer sitting down next to Zhuang Yichen, Bai Yuting and Li Xuerou's pretty faces changed slightly.

"Carefree Boy has arrived!"

"The head of the Simon family has arrived!"

"The queen is Chitose!" After the girls sat down, the main masters also arrived one after another. Everyone immediately stood up and saluted, looking respectful.

Although the Shenlong Continent only kneels to the saints, the royal family still has great authority. Therefore, when you see the Empress of Wei, you still need to make a half-bow ceremony.

"You don't need to be polite! this palace is just a guest today!" said the Empress of Wei with a graceful demeanor.

Zhuang Yichen noticed that the most powerful woman in Wei looked to be in her early thirties, and her skin was whiter than milk. The appearance is stunning and charming, not losing to the eldest princess.

"This woman has a strong nose and resolute eyes, and it seems that she also belongs to Wu Zetian's kind of woman!" Zhuang Yichen thought in his heart.

From Emperor Wei's illness to the issuance of a holy decree to herself, this woman has shown full courage.

What's more, if she dares to do so, she must have won the support of heavyweights, such as the half-saint Simon leopard and the Simon family.

He was sure that Emperor Wei was sick and dying like this, and there must be an amazing secret behind it! But this was undoubtedly the best result for Yan Guo.

As long as there is civil strife in the succession to the throne of Wei, there will be no time to take care of Yan.

"It is the glory of the Simon family that you can come to the Sanssouci Poetry Club today! Today, the wine and food have been prepared, please enjoy yourself!" said the head of the Simon family in a loud voice under the queen's seat.

His voice is elegant and his expression is peaceful, and it is easy to give people a feeling of spring breeze. However, Zhuang Yichen felt the terrifying power contained in this person's body, which was in no way inferior to a top Confucian like He Yi.

With a flick of the palms, all kinds of fragrant delicacies are served like water, and the delicate and graceful singers also come out, writhing and singing and dancing.

Zhuang Yichen looked at the singers calmly, but he didn't show any ** color.

Ximen's worry-free gaze swept over Bai Yuting and Li Xuerou, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling.

That night, he originally wanted to take Bai Yuting and Li Xuerou to enjoy themselves, and by the way, he achieved the goal he planned, but he didn't expect to be robbed halfway.

This made him feel a little dissatisfied in his heart, and he kept searching for the ugly man named Chen Zhuang.

But it is also strange to say that after the Wei delegation entered Beijing, no matter how much he searched, he could not find the whereabouts of that person. It's as if the person never appeared, just hallucinations.

"Could it be him?" Simon's carefree gaze swept imperceptibly over Zhuang Yichen, thinking to himself.

He naturally knew everything that happened in Gu Cheng that night, including Gao Tianci's means of secretly controlling Zhuang Yichen, which was actually the result of his fueling the trouble.

Therefore, Zhuang Yichen is the most unlikely person, but with Ximen's carefree thoughts, Zhuang Yichen will naturally not be completely excluded.

His eyes unconsciously had a little more murderous intent, he claimed to be a peerless genius, and he was a big man who wanted to become a Confucian saint in the future, how could he be willing to be so arbitrary and frustrated!

Zhuang Yichen was concentrating on dealing with the delicacies on the table at this time, which were equivalent to the specifications of the royal family's banquet, and it usually cost a lot of silver to eat.

Of course, with his strength and state of mind at this time, eating is completely indifferent to him.

The reason for this attitude is naturally that they don't want the Wei people to pay too much attention to him before the battle to seize the palace.

After three rounds of drinking, "Bang Bang!" two times, the singers dispersed their graceful dancing postures and began to disperse and begin to withdraw from the banquet.

There are also little maids who bring silver basins and silver cups to rinse the guests' hands. Zhuang Yichen was in a mess on the small table at this time, and the shells of those seafood were piled up high, and there were disdainful glances all around.

Participating in the poetry meeting, it is natural to fill your stomach, but it is really rare for a starving ghost like him to be reincarnated.

As for the women who participated in the selection of concubines, they almost didn't eat much, and they maintained everyone's beautiful demeanor.

"This guy is really a starving ghost reincarnated! It stands to reason that when he cultivates to the Jinshi stage, the soul qi in his body is enough to consume his body! It seems that he can't restrain his appetite!" Kong Ruo'er cast a roll of his eyes at Zhuang Yichen.

"Wonderful, wonderful, full of wine and food, the poetry meeting should begin!" said a scribe in a moon-white and blue robe at this time.

"Please also invite Lu Hao to preside!" said the head of the Simon family with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll officially announce the start of the Worry-Free Poetry Club!" Lu Haozhi announced with a smile.

Zhuang Yichen's heart flashed the information of this person, in the past few days, Gao Tianci has passed on the information of the high-ranking officials in the officialdom of the Wei State and some family figures.

This road hero is the strong man at the pinnacle of the literary hero, and Gao Tianci is known as the Tianjiao who is most likely to be promoted to Wenru in Wei within ten years, and holds the position of the right attendant of the ministry.

Although the Lu family is not a half-saint family, it has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, and it belongs to the old Confucian family.

There is no doubt that today's worry-free poetry meeting, the Empress of Wei is here, which means that an extremely powerful political alliance has been condensed.

It seems that the situation of the Gao family is even worse than imagined! Zhuang Yichen kept thinking in his heart. This kind of high-level court battle is naturally irrelevant to him, but for his future, it is equivalent to a compulsory homework.