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"Haha, then I'm going to see who has the ability to do this. Rong Qing couldn't help laughing, not to mention her own supernatural powers, the Silver Jade Eight Guards, the two leaders of the Four Tigers of the Imperial Palace, are now also junior martial saints, and the rest are all innate grandmasters. Such a lineup of chamberlains is not only in the clan, but also in the royal family. Moreover, Yanyang still has nine holy generals and more than 100,000 soldiers and horses, guarding in various counties and townships and Yangmeng Pass.

"My lord, the new king's enthronement ceremony has been held, and the courtiers are asking you to get married. Outside the wing, Liang Ye's voice came. Rong Qing opened the door of the wing room and said with a smile: "Lao Tzu is getting married today, do you want to come over to listen to the cave room?" Liang Ye was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "The ministers don't dare." Rong Qing patted him on the shoulder, and then lowered his voice and said, "In the past few months, is there no problem with the arrangement of military horses?"

"The lord can rest assured, the ministers have already regarded other places as their hometowns, and the garrison is guarding the city, which is not polite at all. ”

"Okay, get ready for the wedding!" Rong Qing laughed, and then walked out of the dock castle with the attendant.

Outside the dock fort, the carriage and horses were ready, and Mao Hong and other Chuyang ministers, as the officiants, were looking at Rong Qing expectantly. Because Rong Qing is a woman after all, once she gets married, she will teach her husband and children with her obedient husband, which is equivalent to putting the reins on this wild horse. But Rong Qing just glanced at these people playfully, and then stepped into the carriage. "These guys, they only know how to use righteousness to bind and reason emptyly, no wonder they will be killed by Concubine Lu. ”

It was not far from Wubao to the county capital, but the carriages and horses walked for half an hour. Along the way, the people were jubilant, and Rong Qing waved his hand from time to time, greeting the people: "Long live the people!" made Mao Hong and the others frown. When the carriage and horses stopped outside the high wall of the county government, Rong Qing's lazy expression suddenly woke up, not because of danger, but because she saw two giant statues hanging above the high gate.

One of them is a portrait of the new Wang Ji Chong. And the other one she is very familiar with, it is Rong Qing! A good gate, on which suddenly hung two giant statues, not only arrogant and domineering, but also a little nondescript, as if an explosive household was selling his status, which made people disgusted.

"What's going on?" Rong Qing looked at the painting on the arch, and his heart was furious. An official said: "Princess, this is the Yanyang military and civilians celebrating His Royal Highness's wedding, and specially invited the painter to make it. Today, the king of Chu ascended the throne and married the princess, it is really a match made in heaven, I don't know if the princess is satisfied?" Rong Qing squinted at this guy, and then glanced at Mao Hong, who was standing not far away on horseback, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In all fairness, these two paintings are indeed lifelike, and Rong Qing is not an ordinary person with ordinary eyesight. You must know that she herself is a great expert in painting, and she is more focused on contemplation, but she feels that she can't paint the essence in this painting. That is to say, the person who painted these two paintings should be above Rong Qing in the martial arts realm! Rong Qing was secretly surprised in her heart, she found that Mao Hong and the others did not simply want to trap her in injustice, but also had the meaning of demonstration.

Among the old ministers of Chuyang, there is actually a hidden martial saint, and it is not a martial saint among rookies, but the kind of old monster who has been in retreat and cultivated for an unknown number of years like the Daoist of Gufeng and the Yue Nu of Taoyuan. You must know that the Martial Saint is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the current Rong Qing can absolutely suppress Zuo Meng, but she didn't expect that there was really such a hidden figure in Chuyang.

But if you want to scare Rong Qing in this way, it will be too child's play. After all, in terms of name, Rong Qing is the princess who is about to take charge of Chuyang's foundation.

"These bastards, want to trap me in injustice? That Ji Chong is a little kid, I don't know what's at stake, I really think that I Rong Qing doesn't know such a simple trick?" Of course, Rong Qing knew what the hell they were doing, so although he was silent along the way, when it was time to make a move, he was about to make a move. Standing up slowly from the couch, Rong Qing's actions actually made the cheers on both sides of the street gradually dim.

"Whoever hung this painting, get out of here!"

Rong Qing suddenly opened his mouth and shouted angrily, and the sound suddenly shook the sky, causing hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to stop all movements. After a while, a slightly chubby official was sweating profusely, and hurriedly came and knelt in front of the line, "Qian Bo, the painter of the palace hall, see Her Royal Highness the Princess." Rong Qing said: "Let me ask you, this painting on the door, but you hung it?" Of course Rong Qing knew that this painting could not have been painted by him, but now the focus was on whose idea it was.

"Yes......" Qian Bo glanced at Mao Hong quietly, but didn't dare to speak.

"Is Lao Tzu bacon, what are you doing hanging so high!" Rong Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and Mao Hong and the others hurriedly dismounted, bowed down and bowed in front of her. Rong Qing said coldly: "When you have a cup of tea, take these two paintings off for Lao Tzu." If you can't take it off, this palace will take off your heads!"

Rong Qing is usually kind and pleasant, so Mao Hong and the others don't take her very seriously. But he didn't expect Rong Qing to launch a power and almost change the color of Jiutian, Mao Hong felt that Rong Qing was not so easy to control. But the new king ascended the throne and married the princess, this is a good time for a proper dynasty, and Mao Hong will certainly not back down.

"Your Highness, this painting is the will of the military, if you take it off, I am afraid it will chill the hearts of Jiangdong's fathers. ”

"I'm the princess, you're a minister, and you dare to resist my royal edict?" Rong Qing didn't expect that this Mao Hong actually had a little personality. Mao Hong arched his hand and said: "In Chuyang, only the king of Chuyang can issue a royal message. Since ancient times, the monarch is the minister, the husband is the wife, and the princess has to do only to assist the king, not to the court. Chu Yang has already produced an adulterous concubine Lu Ping, I hope His Royal Highness will not mistake himself!" When Mao Hong spoke, her bones were tough, making Rong Qing seem to feel a hint of off-strings.

That is the person who painted this painting, who seems to have some friendship with Mao Hong. No wonder Mao Hong was able to stand tall in Chuyang, Rong Qing looked at it today, and it really had some power background. But that's it, he was actually forced by Concubine Lu to join forces with Rong Qing, it can be seen that in the Chuyang Palace, I am afraid that there are also hidden forces! Just when Rong Qing's eyes flickered, the silver jade beside her came to her ear.

"My lord, according to what the minister saw, this painting seems to have been made by the hermit Qing Songzi in Ya'an. "Yinyu was born in the Chuyang Palace, although she doesn't know a lot, she also knows some things.

"Is there really such a person?" Rong Qing's heart suddenly flashed.

The legendary green pine nut is a hermit in Jiangdong, living in the suburbs of Chunchun County, Ya'an, his real name is Zhang Heng, and green pine is his nickname. After the founding of the country, he first pacified Xichuan and then Jiangdong, which was the contribution of King Chuyang. The founding martial saints of the Central Plains, Jiangdong naturally also have them, and green pine nuts are one of them.

However, at the beginning of the founding of the country, there was only one Innate Great Martial Saint who stepped into the realm of heaven and man, so no one else was famous.

Since Rong Qing entered Yanyang County, he has heard about the three major hermits who live in seclusion in Lingnan, Qing Songzi, Green Bamboo Weng, and Emei Scholar. Known as the "Three Friends of the Cold". Qing Songzi is more than a hundred years old, known as the painting saint, I am afraid that the martial arts have been cultivated to an unfathomable realm. He was able to draw a portrait of himself, which is enough to prove that he had been to Yanyang and had a little friendship with Mao Hong.

Obviously, Mao Hong just wanted to use these two paintings to suppress Rong Qing fiercely!

It's a pity that compared to pulling tiger skins, Rong Qing is definitely a big expert in Jiangdong. Therefore, feeling Mao Hong's thoughts, Rong Qing just sneered in his heart.

"Carrying a banner in tiger skin should also have a limit. If this Mao Hong really can invite such a hermit, does he still need to run around with the prince? A peak martial saint who lives in seclusion in the mountains and is ready to turn into an immortal, even if he has a little friendship with him, will he die for him? The sow is about to go up the tree. Although my realm is not as good as his, I have to fight to know about the strength and weakness. Do you really think Lao Tzu is scared?"

After a while, Rong Qing had a plan in his heart. Under the amazed gaze of everyone, Rong Qing actually got off the line and came to the front of the court, bowing down!

"The younger generation is young, and it is a blessing in this life to have the opportunity to witness the work of the saint of painting. However, Rongqing is immoral and incompetent, how dare he hang this portrait on the city tower? Today, I will invite this painting back to the palace to pay tribute to the deeds of the founding martial saints. After she finished speaking, she suddenly shouted: "Xinggong Yinyu, please bring down the portrait!"

"No!"