Chapter 50: The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race
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The girl's crisp voice broke the silence of the darkness like a yellow warbler out of the valley, and a long sigh came from the darkness.
"It's Ying'er, have you grown up now, year after year, year after year, year after year, ten years is just a flick of your fingers, Ying'er, go back, tell your father, if you want me to come out, you need the high priest to come out in person!"
The word "personally" was bitten very hard, and then calm was restored in the darkness, Lingxi Ying paused, looked at the darkness with a more curious look, but said more respectfully: "Holy aunt and grandmother wait a minute, Ying'er will go back to reply to her father." ”
After saying that, the girl turned around and trotted away, feeling puzzled, why her father called her for such a thing, and even more puzzled, what did a imprisoned saint rely on to dare to call the high priest who now covered the sky with one hand to come in person.
Lingxi Ying slammed into a wall-like hard object suddenly, "ouch", covered her forehead and looked, but saw a young man in white, standing sideways with a sword in his right hand, maintaining a flat posture and motionless, his eyes were blank, but his appearance was amazingly handsome.
Ling Xiying was a little stunned, thinking in her heart, how could there be such a good-looking person in this world, compared to the high priest, but when she touched the black ghost head pattern embroidered on the young man's chest, she sighed regretfully.
"It's a pity, it's the living dead in 'Dragon', how can it come out today? Could it be that today is a literature class? ”
Shaking his head, such a living dead, even if Lord Kun ordered them to write epic scriptures, what could they do by rote memorization? It's still a puppet manipulated! Ling Xiying no longer bothered about the young man's question, hurriedly took a step to the left, and ran away.
It wasn't until the footsteps disappeared that Mu Tianen lowered his arms and kept his eyes blank, as if he was walking around aimlessly.
The entire Spirit Clan, he has already explored it, but after all, he still can't find a way to get out, not to mention the 100,000 Snow Mountain, because he is not familiar with the road, he can't go out at all, not to mention, the perverted high priest is still at the door of the Spirit Clan, with the help of the cedar tree to lay a maze, people who don't know the mantra footwork can't get in, and they can't get out.
Mu Tianen sighed, this was the last place that was not explored, and now the expectation of escaping alone was completely shattered.
Well, just lie dormant here, learn the martial arts of culture and martial arts for the future! It's just that in such a hell, in addition to killing, you are killed!
Clenching the long sword in his hand, Mu Tianen lowered his eyes and muttered to himself: "Jiaoge will wait for me to come back, even if I slaughter thousands of people, I will definitely come back alive to see you!" ”
"Mu Tianen? You come in! ”
This person's martial arts are extremely high! It's secluded and uninhabited, only this one is a black prison, but the stone of the black prison is so soundproof that she can hear me muttering through the stone wall!
Mu Tianen was a little undecided for a while, and his right hand holding the long sword tightened, and then he slowly walked towards the gate of the black prison.
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On the day of the New Year's Festival, officials above the third grade should gather in Chongmingtai to pray for the ancestors with Emperor Wu, and pray for good weather in Guotai Ming'an.
The women of the third grade or above have to meet the queen's mother, and then enjoy the snow in the imperial garden with the emperor and queen, and enjoy lunch and refreshments before they can leave the palace.
Secondly, this is also the banquet of the queen's disguised choice of daughter-in-law, since the competition of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is indispensable, Shi Roujun is too showy, Tao Jiaoge is noisy, the two hit it off, sit silently and enjoy the royal banquet silently, but did not find that not far away, on the table of the shogunate mansion, two pairs of yin owl eyes, from time to time glance over the eyes.
Until the sun set, Emperor Wu's heroic laughter spread throughout the entire imperial garden, Tao Jiaoge frowned, and Emperor Wu was also a master of ingenuity.
"Don't spend it in the palace, if you miss the New Year's Festival, but I'm wrong, let's disperse."
As the words fell, the imperial banquet in the imperial garden was officially over, and after everyone knelt on the ground and shouted long live, they only waited for the martial emperor and the queen to leave, and then slowly withdrew from the imperial garden according to the size of their official positions.
The New Year's Festival Ceremony is a big competition jointly organized by the Royal and Pengju Academy, which includes the six arts of gentlemen, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics; Women's five talents, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, knitting female red.
Not only students from Pengju College can participate, but even if the contestant is a white person or from another college, they can sign up.
Everyone regards the New Year's Festival as a ladder to the sky, and every time the New Year's Festival is held, someone from the royal family will be the judge, even if the emperor himself may come.
Therefore, every participating student and civilians are full of energy, gearing up, and they all hope to be like ten years ago, the first talented girl Lin Zhilan is a blockbuster, and finally a white-bodied civilian girl actually married into the Hou family and became Mrs. An Le Hou!
Before the time of the war, in the center of the capital where the competition was held, Jinghua Street was already bustling with many people, surrounding the six competition venues, laughter, fresh and sweet food, and noisy shouting, gathered into a major feature of the capital every year.
"Jiaoge, which game are you preparing for today? Is it a piano? If we want to talk about the piano in class A, only the third princess can compare with you. ”
Luo Shiqing passed through the crowd and finally found Tao Jiaoge at the edge of the piano field, and the lord of Shirou had already left to prepare for the competition because he was comparing paintings today.
Tao Jiaoge smiled slightly, staring at it, there were bursts of applause on the men's field, with her extraordinary eyesight, she had already seen the uncle standing on the podium and winning the first place in the New Year's Festival, archery!
"I'm going to have a Grand Slam this year!"
The uncle and nephew seemed to look at each other from afar through the crowd, and said a word at the same time.
The difference is that Tao Don't forget to say this, and the people and contestants in the entire stand are boiling, and most of them are shouting and not ashamed.
And when Tao Jiaoge said this, only Luo Shiqing, a little chubby girl, stared at her apricot eyes in surprise, covered her mouth with her chubby little hands, and shouted: "Jiaoge, you, you, are you joking!" ”
"No, I'm going to have a Grand Slam today, I'm going to play all the tournaments."
Tao Jiaoge said firmly, her eyes were shining, and she would burst into a dazzling brilliance in an instant, and her eyes looked at the old man with a flowing beard on the judges' stand.
He has very high cheekbones, sharp eyebrows, and a hot and stubborn personality, but his ears are thick and low, his lips are thick and full, his nose is round and shiny, and he is a person with a soft heart and pays attention to family affection.