His Majesty the Emperor had a tense face, and as soon as he stepped into the hall, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Perhaps in the eyes of others, all you see is a magnificent palace, exquisite furnishings, wonderful food and sweet wine. But in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, these are all white flowers!

He is not a faint gentleman who loves money extravagantly, but he is not Yuan Datou. He couldn't help but glared at Liu Haifeng, who was sitting below. Okay, you're a household secretary, it seems that you want to dismiss the official and go home.

And Liu Haifeng, knowing that His Majesty the Emperor would be angry, simply couldn't see it and buried his head in drinking. His heart is weak, his heart is very empty!

Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor is still calm, and this account is not easy to calculate in front of outsiders. Wait for the next court meeting, he must ravage Liu Haifeng, the head of the household.

Everyone sat down, and Wu Zheng still knelt in place. Xiaohua was helpless, pinched Wu Zheng's collar and pulled him to sit down. For Wu Zheng's performance, Xiaohua is already very satisfied. At least, I haven't lost my adult to myself, and I have already accumulated virtue from my ancestors.

The arrival of His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress diluted the smell of fireworks in the hall. At the beginning of the banquet, Father-in-law Qi cleared his throat and came out of nowhere. At this moment, he temporarily became the host of the banquet. He stood beside His Majesty the Emperor, shook the dust in his hand, and said in the characteristic tone of a eunuch: "The banquet begins." ”

As Father-in-law Qi's words fell, a group of brightly dressed women lined up into the main hall. They may hold musical instruments in their hands and begin their performances in the main hall. Or dance and sing and dance to the music. For a while, it was very lively.

Zhu Jian's eyes were still full of anger, but when he saw the beauties in the hall, he couldn't help but be interested. He sat cross-legged and his fingers began to rub restlessly. And his eyes, as if they were constantly rolling, looked at the dancing queen in the hall.

At this time, His Majesty the Emperor slowly raised his wine glass and said heartily: "Today, in order to celebrate the arrival of the Prince of Nanyaoguo, let's have a drink together. As he spoke, he raised his glass in the direction of Zhu Blade.

However, Zhu Jian was still immersed in singing and dancing, and he didn't turn back for a while. Fortunately, it was still Father-in-law Qi who had been through personnel for a long time and took the opportunity to cough.

In this way, Zhu Jian reacted, and when he saw His Majesty the Emperor raising a glass to himself, he also hurriedly raised the cup, and then drank it all. He is not afraid of many people in Beiliang, but His Majesty the Emperor, he still has jealousy in his heart. Not for anything else, just because I stayed on the other party's chassis.

He can argue with the ministers, or even use his hands, it doesn't matter. Even for any prince of Beiliang, he dared to openly call out, because this would only be regarded as a fight between juniors. But for the Holy Beings today, it's a different story. Although Zhu Jian is proud and complacent, this does not mean that he is stupid.

His Majesty the Emperor was not ambiguous, and began to chat with him after a glass of wine. "Is your father okay?" Although His Majesty the Emperor had never even met the Emperor of Nan Yaoguo, this did not affect him from talking.

"Your Majesty is blessed, and my father is well. Speaking of which, I've heard my father talk about you a lot. Zhu Jian looked neither humble nor arrogant, and suddenly lost the anger just now.

His Majesty the Emperor could only smile at this. To be honest, it's embarrassing to talk like this. He's talented

I won't believe that Emperor Nan Yaoguo will mention himself, as if he is a friend. Two people who haven't even met in person, where do they come from and often bring it up. If you really mention it, it must be cursing.

Although His Majesty the Emperor and Zhu Jian both knew it, they couldn't say that. In other words, speaking is an art, and it is much more exquisite. The most typical negative example is Wu Zheng, who can neither speak nor listen to outside the words.

But at this time, the four princes turned out to be Huo Erqi. I saw that he was holding an iron long sword, and the sword body also reflected the graceful posture of the dancing girl. I saw the four princes slowly moving their steps, step by step towards the direction of the Zhu Blade.

This move undoubtedly brought great fright to everyone in the main hall. They looked at the four princes nervously one by one, not knowing what to say. However, what everyone feared did not happen after all. The fourth prince slowly walked to the middle of the main hall and stopped, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and then he arched his hand to His Majesty the Emperor and said: "Father, the son has heard that Prince Nanyao's cultivation is extremely high, and he has practiced good swordsmanship. Therefore, the son was bold and wanted to discuss with him, hoping that his father would be gracious. With that, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the red blade.

When His Majesty the Emperor heard this, he pondered for a while. Then, he sighed and said, "Let's listen to Prince Zhu Blade's opinion." Actually, he didn't want his son to fight each other. It's not that he's afraid of his son's defeat, he's afraid that someone will accidentally break something in the hall. These are all white flowers.

Zhu Jian first glanced at the four princes, then raised his wine glass and took another sip. In the next moment, his hand was pressed against the scimitar at his waist. Then, I saw him turn over and stand directly in front of the four princes. Silence, and a long look at each other.

Wu Zheng was bored and began to stuff something into his mouth again. But at this moment, he suddenly found that the chicken leg on his plate was very mysteriously missing. His first thought was Xiaohua, and no one present except Xiaohua had the leisure to play tricks on himself.

Thinking of this, Wu Zheng glanced at Xiaohua with disdain, and decided to retaliate by using a tooth for a tooth. So his little eyes were fixed on a chicken leg lying quietly in the small flower plate. He didn't take much, but only took back one of his own.

In the next way, Wu Zheng took advantage of Xiaohua's inattention, and slammed his hand, and at the moment when his fingers were about to touch the chicken leg, a greasy hand suddenly came out of nowhere and took the chicken leg before Wu Zheng. All this happened in a split second, so fast that Wu Zheng didn't have time to blink.

He thought he had misunderstood, and blinked in disbelief, his eyes wide open. It's gone, it's really gone, and the chicken leg has disappeared inexplicably. Wu Zheng directly picked up the plate and began to rummage through it.

But at this moment, Wu Zheng's little head was smashed by a folding fan. "Ahh Wu Zheng screamed in pain, pouting and looking at Xiaohua innocently.

However, Xiaohua didn't care, and said lightly: "If you want to eat, can't you tell my son in advance?"

Wu Zheng looked aggrieved, he was a little unconvinced, puffed out his cheeks and said, "I didn't eat it." ”

"Oh?" Xiaohua saw that Wu Zheng was still quibbling, and suddenly became interested. I saw him raise his eyebrows slightly

, with an evil smile on his face. Xiao Wu Zheng, it seems that you have itchy skin.

"It's really not me. Wu Zheng swallowed his saliva, he was really a little afraid of Xiaohua's fan attack, it hurt!

"Who is that, if you don't name someone today, my son won't kill you. Xiaohua said, the fans had already been raised, and she was about to beat Wu Zheng.

However, out of nowhere, a voice came out, "It was eaten by this great immortal." As soon as the words fell, an image of a sloppy Taoist appeared beside Wu Zheng.

The appearance of Wong Tai Sin did not alarm everyone present, because they were all paying attention to the four princes and Zhu Jian in the field. But how did this product come in, could it be that he also has an invitation? Xiaohua pursed her lips and didn't think about it anymore. It seems that this time he really blamed Wu Zheng, the chicken leg was eaten by this old thing.

Huang Daxian smiled innocently, pointed to the remaining chicken legs on the plate and asked Xiaohua, "Do you still want those chicken legs?"

Xiaohua was very helpless, and was about to say no, but at this moment, she heard Wu Zheng suddenly say, "Yes, I haven't eaten yet." With that, he picked up the plate and held it with both hands.

"Eh, leave some for the immortals. Wong Tai Sin was also anxious, and hurriedly started a battle with Wu Zheng to grab the chicken legs.

As for the other side, the confrontation between the four princes and Zhu Jian has entered a white-hot stage. Neither of them struck first, but unsheathed their weapons at an extremely slow pace. But just in the middle of the lightning, the weapons of the two collided together, and there was a roar of metal impact.

"Qiang", when the swords met, their eyes turned red. The fourth prince clenched the long sword tightly in his hand, and his body then took two steps back sharply. He wants to use the advantage of the long sword to defeat Zhu Jian through the distance of the sword.

But Zhu Jian is not a vegetarian either, so he immediately followed in the blink of an eye. He knew the power of his scimitar in close proximity, so it was naturally impossible for the other party to withdraw.

Those dancing girls were still singing and dancing, but this sudden change frightened them so much that they forgot to salute and ran out of the palace in a panic.

As for the ministers in the seats, they are all in the bottom of their souls. The battle between the four princes and the five swords is close at hand, and once one is not careful, they may die together. But they didn't dare to go, they weren't like those dancing girls. If they run away, they will definitely be regarded as cowards, and they may be laughed at how to wear small shoes. More importantly, they are here to maintain the dignity of the Beiliang people.

For some reason, the four princes and Zhu Jian were very consistent and did not use spiritual power, which made the joke who was ready to probe the truth a little disappointed. If it's a simple competition of physical fitness and martial arts, then there's really nothing to look forward to.

However, His Majesty the Emperor was very satisfied with this. His heart kept saying, "Don't use spiritual power, don't!" Just kidding, if the two of them used spiritual power, this hall must not be demolished by the two of them?

I don't know when His Majesty the Emperor began to value the silver in his hands more and more. Every day, he has to ask his father-in-law Qi next to him how many silver taels he still has in his inner library. Presumably, it is because I have been dealing with the ministers who pick the door for a long time, and those who are close to the ink are black.