Although the ten close servants couldn't say anything in the court, they had a lot of things to do secretly, one of which was similar to the Jinyiwei and the East Factory and the West Factory in an era before Xia Yuan crossed over, and in addition, the six doors were also their subordinates.

Moreover, they are deeply rooted, deeply rooted in this land, and even the Son of Heaven will not easily move them, but they also need to follow the law of the monarch and minister, otherwise the power they have, and even their own state of mind will collapse.

Guo Sheng is not the kind that is not strong among the ten close servants, since the Son of Heaven has opened his mouth, he can only respond.

But no matter how strong he is, he has a lot of big things in his hands...

It can be said that he is a powerful minister.

It's a shame to take off your boots for a hairy kid.

What's more, this kid is still the face of the White Dragon King, which makes him grit his teeth even more.

The White Dragon King is extremely beautiful, and he is the dream lover of many people.

Even if Guo Sheng is a eunuch, he still thinks that one day he can make the White Dragon King not an inch, kneel in front of him, and accompany him to Wushan Yunyu.

But all this he thought, maybe this kid had already done it when he got along with the White Dragon King in private.

"Lord Guo, hurry up... Don't wear out my poetry. ”

Xia Yuan cupped his cheeks and burped.

Ning Bao looked sideways at him and blinked.

The eyes conveyed the message: Your Majesty, are you okay?

Xia Yuan smiled.

Ning Bao was relieved.

There was some strangeness in her heart, in the past, the king asked her if she was okay, but now it's quite interesting to change it.

And the ministers on the other side began to frown, only to feel that they were messing around.

On the side of the emperor's relatives and relatives, many people like to see it, don't care what this kid wrote for a while, just humiliating Guo Sheng like this, they are very happy.

After all, it is the newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

But it can also be said that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

If this kid is really an embroidered pillow and a bag of grass, then it is estimated that this time he is ugly, the ancestor will definitely slowly alienate him, and when the grace is completely gone, Guo Sheng is estimated to play him to death, so that he can not survive and die.

But what does that have to do with them?

Hehe, I just hope this kid isn't really just a little white face.

But in any case, everyone is not very optimistic about him after all.

How many patterns can a young man have in his chest?

What can you write about?

Guo Sheng approached, the fat face with a knife in his smile kept smirking, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Our family is waiting to see Xia Gongzi's peerless article." ”

Xia Yuan crossed his legs: "Come on." ”

Guo Sheng bent down, lowered his head, grabbed the boot with both hands and was about to pull it, and then throw it away.

Xia Yuan smiled drunkenly: "Handle it gently, otherwise it will make my Wensi lost, but it is Lord Guo's problem." ”

"We know. ”

Guo Sheng almost held his breath, slowly took off his boots with both hands, and then went to take off another one.

After taking it off, he hurriedly got up like an electric shock.

Ning Bao couldn't help but smile as he watched from the side, worthy of being a gentleman.

The others were also wide-eyed, and this scene was very strange.

Xia Yuan tilted his head and said lazily: "Yan Mo." ”

Guo Sheng approached almost stiffly, dripped some water on the inkstone with a small pot, and then grabbed the ink and began to grind the ink without hurrying, at this time his heart was full of a strong sense of shame.

But there is also a sense of schadenfreude.

Boy, let you run rampant, and when your poem is written, I'll see your jokes.

And this is a dead end, the better you write your birthday poem, the more you don't like the White Dragon King next to you...

Hmph, you're dead!

Xia Yuan saw that it was almost over, so he picked up the pen and dropped the first word on the paper.

Guo Sheng leaned his head and looked at it, only to see that it was the word "cloud".

He couldn't help but smile.

It's ugly.

It seems that this kid is a straw bag nine times out of ten.

Xia Yuan patted his head helplessly, and muttered in annoyance: "I have obviously practiced calligraphy, why am I still like this." ”

Everyone else also came over to read the poem, and when they heard Xia Yuan talking to himself, they were also speechless.

I'm afraid this will become a farce.

Xia Yuan dipped in some ink again.

Full of millimeters, the first line of the poem is swept away:

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

A sentence falls...

Everyone hasn't come to remember the comments yet, and they sighed.

Outside, the wind suddenly rose.

The officials who were drinking outside the hall, and the ladies who were dining in the side hall were all shocked...

The sky was stormy.

A vision has arrived!

The leaves rustle.

A buzzing voice sounded in everyone's ears, slowly reading the poem written by the young man.

Everyone could hear that sentence clearly:

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

Naturally, all the people in the temple heard it.

Whether it is a powerful person, a high-ranking official, or a relative of the emperor, even Guo Sheng and the Son of Heaven are all stunned.

"The vision of heaven and earth, recite it again... Is there such a thing?"

"How is this possible?"

Xia Yuan grabbed the wine jug and took another sip, yawned and said, "Master Guo, don't stop, keep grinding." ”

Guo Sheng was stunned, and his face seemed to have lost his soul.

Hands grind mechanically.

The poem buzzing in his head seemed to be shaking his mouth hard, telling him that he was a clown.

How is this possible?

The words are so ugly, but how can the poem be so earth-shattering?!

Xia Yuan was stained with ink again, and his pen was crooked.

Write the remaining two sentences.

The crowd hurriedly looked up.

I saw that the latter sentence was:

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

The whole poem is complete.

Heaven and earth began to read along.

Back and forth, I actually recited it three times.

The flaming red wishing lanterns took off, and the sky was all over the sky, and in the lakes dotted with this water city, there were many candle lantern paper boats, and as soon as the wind passed, some capsized, and some burned into fireballs on the water, which were about to turn into ashes.

And in the distance, there was a misty singing sound from the painting boat, the small lanterns hanging on the eaves, the lights of the city, and the two bright moons hanging high in the sky, shining brightly on the prosperous Thousand Miles of Green Dragon Emperor.

And the sound of reciting this poem enveloped this prosperous imperial capital.

Shrouded in a radius of thousands of miles.

Until the entire Blue Dragon Emperor was silent.

Everyone looked up at the sky in amazement.

Because the sky is actually reciting poetry.

Suddenly, someone noticed something, and pointed sharply in the direction of the palace, "Look, what is that?"

"Twelve-petal blue lotus phantom..."

"And the fragrance of ink, the fragrance of ink is thousands of miles..."

"Shake me, am I dreaming, isn't this a legendary scenario?"

The entire imperial capital was in an uproar.

The juniors and sisters of the Wuxin Academy Palace were not qualified to go to the palace to attend the banquet, and at this time, they were in the school palace, and they were all stunned when they saw the green lotus blooming in the void in the middle of the Qinglong Emperor from a distance.

Zhu Zhenyue muttered: "Heaven and earth are recited three times, the twelve petals of the blue lotus are illusory, and the ink fragrance is floating for thousands of miles, it seems that there is an eternal swan song on the birthday of the White Dragon King today..."

Ning Xiaoran said: "Wait for Yuan'er to come back, ask Yuan'er to know the situation." ”

She looked in the direction of the palace with some melancholy and nostalgia in her eyes.

Zhu Zhenyue grabbed her hand, the husband and wife looked at each other and smiled, and Ning Xiaoran gently leaned into her husband's arms.

The younger brothers and sisters exploded...

"Senior brother is actually on the scene. ”

"Senior brother can obviously eat with strength, but now he only needs to rely on handsomeness. ”

"Don't be poor, Senior Brother said that he and the White Dragon King are innocent. ”

In the palace.

Xia Yuan's article has been written.

There was a dead silence.

Finally, an old minister said slowly: "The swan song of the ages, the swan song of the eternals, as soon as this poem comes out, I don't know if it will inspire the people of my East China Sea and create a new mystical skill." ”

The eyes of the other royal relatives were full of shock, and the eyes that looked at Xia Yuan were different.

As soon as this poem comes out, who dares to underestimate him?

And with such talent, how can the talent of comprehending Xuan Gong be bad?

I can't say that I will become a great master in the future?

Then today's scene will surely become a good story for the ages.

Xia Yuan put down his pen, took a sip of the wine in the pot, and then looked at Guo Sheng, who was trembling, "Lord Guo, is this poem okay?"

Guo Sheng's whole body trembled, this slap in the face was too hard, almost provoking the demons, he suddenly said sharply: "This is not a poem of congratulations, Xia Gongzi wrote it should not be the scene, right?"

Xia Yuan suddenly smiled and asked, "Isn't it?"

"Really?"

"You celebrate your birthday, I'm celebrating Bao'er's birthday, can't I?"

Boa?

The audience was silent.

Only the White Dragon King lowered his head and coughed lightly, revealing a gentle smile.

Guo Sheng also understood in an instant.

They only focused on the fact that the White Dragon King was already a hundred years old.

And this young man still watched her fall into the country and the city.

This poem, although it is not a birthday celebration, can be a lover's praise for his lover.

Oh, yes.

What's not to do?

Guo Sheng was stunned, and a strong sense of frustration penetrated into his heart.

At this time, the vision of heaven and earth finally came to an end.

And the round of twelve-petal green lotus slowly retracted, blending into Xia Yuan's eyebrows, from now on, when he participated in the exercises, his comprehension would go to a higher level, as if heaven and earth were a reward for great talents.

And the entire palace is still filled with a strong fragrance of ink.

Xia Yuan rolled up the crooked scroll of poems, put on his boots, and walked to Ning Bao's side.

Ning Baomei's eyes sparkled, and she looked up at her own king.

What love words could be more beautiful than this poem?

What better river than this poem?

The student and the great master looked at each other in the hall of power, and a touch of tenderness was like a green lotus born in the mud, blooming invisibly.

...

Next.

The north is near the Shofu.

Xiang Anran walked through the luxurious corridor, and heard the continuous whipping of the whip and Guo Sheng's angry voice in the distance.

"Slut, let you deceive me, let you find a lover, do you know it's wrong?"

Then there was a woman's pleading voice: "My lord, I was wrong, I know I was wrong... Spare your life, spare your life..."

"What's the use of knowing, what's the use of knowing, I'll let you be presumptuous..."

"My lord, no... Don't..."

Suddenly, there was a thin whimper, which gradually became as thin as a gossamer, and then completely quiet.

Xiang Anran stopped in front of the door, hesitating whether to enter.

The waiter in the house said lightly: "Come in." ”

"Yes, father-in-law!"

Xiang Anran pushed the door in at this time, his eyes skimmed.

I saw that the woman who was somewhat similar to the White Dragon King Ning Wuxie was foaming at the mouth, her eyes were bulging, her ** body was scarred, her skin was open, and she was still wearing a tightly wrapped leather whip around her neck, and at this time she collapsed uglyly on the cold ground, obviously dead.

Xiang Anran just glanced at it, and didn't dare to look at it again.

Guo Sheng said: "The White Dragon King connived at his lover to bully our family, and she looks a little similar to the White Dragon King, our family killed her, and she also asked for it, no wonder." ”

Xiang Anran's heart trembled, yesterday's father-in-law in the palace had already spread the news of Xia Yuan's boots, of course he understood, so he hurriedly said: "Naturally, naturally." ”

He bowed his head, not daring to look at this powerful servant.

Guo Shengdao wiped his hands and said calmly: "Last time, our family asked you to find out about it, is there any news?"

Xiang Anran hurriedly said: "It's clear." ”

"Speak. ”

"The Wuxin School Palace was relocated from Chiyue Mountain in Zhenbei Mansion because the Five Swords School Palace was destroyed by the Sea Demon Sect.

The Sea Demon Sect destroyed four sects, but this Heartless Learning Palace got in touch with the White Dragon King because of the seclusion of the Blood Ancestor. ”

"Our family knows a blood ancestor inheritance, and it seems that there was some movement when he was born, this blood ancestor is a demon, how can it have anything to do with the Wuxin Xue Palace?"

"Father-in-law, this... I'll look it up again. ”

"No need, I'll just test you, I know about this, the blood ancestor fled from the West Secluded Country to the Red Moon Mountain to live in seclusion, and met that Xia Yuan before the limit, Xia Yuan helped him untie the knot, so the blood ancestor helped him stop the people of the Sea Demon Sect, and then set up a bridge and entrusted it to the White Dragon King, as for why the White Dragon King took the hairy boy as the face, it is estimated that he is playing with it. ”

Xiang Anran was stunned for a moment, cold sweat was dripping, and hurriedly said: "My son is not doing well..."

Guo Sheng said: "Okay... The relationship between the White Dragon King and the Blood Ancestor probably also arose when he was in the Western Shadow Kingdom, you may not know that great things have happened in the West Shadow Kingdom in the past four years, and our family can only touch the rough picture, but it is probably the Demons Dance, Ragnarok, and the Grandmaster Slaughterhouse, I don't dare to think about it, and I can't check it. ”

Xiang Anran only vaguely knew that Xiyou had become a strange domain, but he didn't know about this stubble, and he was quietly listening to such secrets at this time.

Guo Sheng touched the jade wrench, and suddenly smiled weirdly: "That kid asked me to help him take off his boots, insulted me, and our family is not as knowledgeable as him, just let him suffer a little." Enron, the March school palace party is about to start soon, right?"

Xiang Anran only felt that his father-in-law had not said a word of truth, it was really like a devouring tiger, he could only ask what to answer, "Yes, father-in-law, the school palaces in the four districts of the southeast, northwest, and northwest will all go out for parties in March or April." ”

Guo Sheng: "Find an acquaintance in the Dongcheng District School Palace, at the party, humiliate him, he locked the quadruple, this is not difficult, right?

Xiang Anran hurriedly said, "Yes, father-in-law!"

"Let's go down. ”

Xiang Anran: ???

"What are you waiting for?"

Xiang Anran: "Father-in-law is not ready to deal with him?"

"Why deal with him?"

Xiang Anran: ???

You've killed an innocent woman in a rage...

"Let's go down, our family is not going to deal with a hairy child, Enron, take a long-term view. ”

"Yes, father-in-law!"

Xiang Anran left with doubts, and then couldn't help but sigh that his father-in-law still had the strength after all.

After he left.

After a while.

Guo Sheng clapped his hands.

There was a sudden "click" on the floor behind his bed.

**'s eyes bulged and she stared at him.

Guo Sheng sneered, stepped on the woman's head with a kick, and kicked it away like garbage.

Click...

Click...

Boom.

A bluestone slab was completely lifted.

In the darkness, a man crawled out of the ground.

The man was as strong as a beast, his fur cloak bulging with powerful muscles, and his hood covered half of his face, but the light of the sky penetrated through the window film and reflected into the room, revealing the corners of his hooked lips to reveal his white teeth.

When he stood on the side of the bed, he stopped moving forward, standing silently in the shadows, full of danger and oppression.

If the people of the six doors are here, they can recognize that this man is the twenty-second murderer "Heavenly Killing" who has a reward of 3,000 taels, counting the addition of the family, and the total bounty is 80,000 taels of silver.

And this "Heavenly Killing" is also the one who took the name of slaughtering the Nangong family and other small families, and transferred the people from the Northern Branch of the Six Gates before the Sea Demon Sect slaughtered the Five Swords Academy.

And the six doors are subordinates of one of the ten attendants.

Guo Sheng didn't look at the heavenly killing, but said coldly: "As far as our family knows, when the school palace gathers, they often go to the Demon Suppression Division to receive a small task to slay demons, and then completely disrupt the lottery team, half of the experience, half of the entertainment, when the time comes, kill Xia Yuan's team, even the people near him... Our family wanted him to be separated from his head and skinned alive. ”

The giant man in the dark laughed hideously "hey".

Guo Sheng said: "This little thing, just take a vacation, be careful, don't be found by the people of the White Dragon King." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head again, and the giant man was gone, and the bluestone slab was covered again.

...

Twilight falls.

Night...

Moonlight frightened.

A young boy in a wide robe was walking under the moon.

The wind blew the lanterns around them fiercely, and they rattled and crackled.

The red light flickered, with a bit of treachery.

The boy walked in directly from the gate of the north near the palace, and the two guards in front of the door were like blind men...

I can't see him at all!!

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PS : It's more than 4700 words again, but at this point, all the "small fragments" that could be repeated have been exhausted, and there will be no more repetitions after that.