Chapter 291: The Capture of the Throne (33)

Zhao Xiang, the secretary of Zongzheng Temple, understood the intention of the martial arts, and did two things, first in Shendu, Jinyang, Chang'an and other places, posted the list of texts, hyped up the royal family's children to test the martial arts, and selected Junyan, and then set the charter, in order to ensure stability, the preparatory matters need to be approved by him one by one, and only after asking His Majesty can the final plan be implemented, and the next item can be carried out only after the next item is set, and the next item can be carried out.

The first item is to inspect and verify the jade, draw up a list of the children of the royal family for the examination, Zhao Xiang is cautious, everyone must exhaust the roots, and record the life deeds, appearance and character one by one.

In order to show justice, Zhao Xiangyan invited Yan Shansi, the official of the Chun, and Tu Qiyou, the supervisor of Qintian, and the two of them put forward some suggestions, which made the work of Zongzheng Temple more complicated and difficult.

The two of them are a martial artist, a Li family, a knighthood with noble blood, and a famous and meritorious service, which is enough to convince the public, the difference is that Wu Yanji is the authentic branch of the martial family, and Quan Ce is only a relative of the Li family, and it can be vaguely regarded as the martial family suppressing the Li family.

The news spread, and there was a lot of discussion in the government and the opposition in the Shendu, and there were a lot of sour words, but no one could find a candidate to match these two people, and it confirmed the position of the first person of the young children of the two royal families.

Quan Ce smiled bitterly, only yes.

In the market, there are still people who have set up a gamble, to see which lady can be the first to succeed, which of the two royal family leaders of the Li family's martial arts family can't hold back the appointment first, but it is very lively.

In the Wei Palace, Wu Yanji went out with an invitation, and happened to meet Wu Yanxiu, who had returned from outside the mansion.

"The eldest brother is so interested, this blue sky and white day, which Oiran you are going to make an appointment with you are now a man of the hour, tell the younger brother earlier, I will also go to the next heavy bet, earn some pocket money, and subsidize the subsidy, which can be regarded as the eldest brother's care for the younger brother" Wu Yanxiu is not yin or yang, he is not a person who is short of money to use, but he is really careful in his eyes.

Wu Yanji's face suddenly turned gloomy, the Buddha will also have fire, no matter how square and peaceful, he can't stand Ji Ji's repeated persuasion, he always doesn't want to believe it, but Wu Yanxiu always confirms what Ji Ji said with actual words and deeds, which makes it difficult for him to remain indifferent, he is most disgusted with conspiracy and trickery, and he is in the nest of conspiracy, the so-called father-son kindness, brotherly righteousness, is almost unsustainable.

Wu Yanji really wanted to ignore this younger brother who was in a state of angry bull all the time, but his years of gentle habits made him unable to react violently, "San Lang thinks badly, Quan Langjun asked me to discuss the matter of dealing with the merit test, I am afraid that he is the same as me, he is not interested in this matter, try to shirk it, if San Lang is interested, he can report to his father on behalf of his brother, if you are short of money to use, he can help you for his brother, I have no place to use money"

The words of conscience and kindness were heard in Wu Yanxiu's ears, but they were full of showing off and high attitude, piercing and piercing, thinking of a brother, and wanting him to say goodbye to his eldest brother happily, but the nameless anger in his heart could not be suppressed, and the snarky mouth was even more harsh, "Hehe, yes, the first person in the royal family, where can I look down on the exotic princess, that is, I will wait for the broken settlement to catch up and want, the eldest brother's money and keep it for my own use, Princess Yiyang is famous for her own business, and she will get the gift of His Majesty when she is in power, and the money will be piled up long ago, Feast and drink with him, but don't lose the face of the Wei Wangfu and the martial arts."

Wu Yanji's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he didn't want to say more, so he waved his hand and said, "It's in Quan Langjun's own Yuelai Inn, and it is Quan Langjun's host, where to go to fight with others and the third brother is free, he is nervous for his brother, and he is one step ahead."

The corners of Wu Yanxiu's mouth pulled out a dangerous arc, and he saw Wu Yanji get down the white marble steps of the Wei Palace, surrounded by servants and guards, the stars held the moon, and the tall and thin figure was dressed in brocade and jade, and walked out slowly, calm and elegant, and awe-inspiring.

"Big brother" Wu Yanxiu raised his voice to stop him, Wu Yanji suddenly turned back, his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, he really didn't want to hear "Don't drink more, remember the way home"

"San Lang has a heart" Wu Yanji stepped on the back of the second steward of the house and got on the horse leisurely, Wu Yanxiu just gave birth to a trace of unbearability, and disappeared in an instant, kneeling on the ground to do the second steward of Wu Yanji's footsteps, is Wu Chenghei's right-hand man, the special manager is out of contact and walking, and he has a wide range of people, he once condescended to show favor to him, but he only got a fake response, this slave did not take him to heart.

"Wait, one day I will let you dog slaves know who is in the world in this Wei Wangfu" Wu Yanxiu sneered and watched the second steward salute him, entered the mansion, looked up at the three big characters painted with gold dust on the door plaque, closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

The cold wind blew on his face, sending a burst of bloody smell, Wu Yanxiu's face suddenly turned pale, he opened his eyes and took a few steps backwards one after another, leaning on the vermilion lacquer gate, frightened, and looked at it, but it turned out to be a suburban manor transporting fresh venison.

But it's a good sign.

Shendu South City, Yuelai Inn.

"Quan Ce has seen the King of Nanyang" Quan Ce Su Yanke, the box he chose is the tomb of the living dead, although this place is not considered a crooked way, but the name is afraid of people, and very few people patronize it, "I have some selfishness in Xiawei, and I want His Highness to go here with his prestige, and I hope His Highness is not strange"

"Quan Langjun is polite, don't dare to be" Wu Yanji Li is thoughtful, "I have also heard of martial arts stories here, but the tomb of the living dead is full of some infatuation with affection, this place is ventilated on all sides, the doors and windows are wide, and the sun is clear, it is a good place, but it is a pity that there are too many people who know half of the story, so that it is deserted, and in the future, when the martial arts story is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, this place must be full of people"

Quan Ce nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Your Highness, please take a seat."

It is rare for the host to feast here, and the Yuelai Inn has done his best, the wine and food are like flowing water, and the performing martial artists in the ring and the storyteller are all in good spirits.

After three rounds of drinking, the words got to the point, Quan Ce seriously discussed with him about the matter of harmony and merit, "I intend to have an illness, avoid this matter, Quan Ce has so far, high is not low, only a loose official, no achievements, not enough to be a husband, if because of a little false name, miss the flowering period of Princess Yunxi, it is a great crime"

"Quan Langjun is too humble, Yanji is embarrassed, but I have no intention of getting married too early, Quan Langjun is sick, I can only be injured, Quan Langjun has a good way, and I hope to help one or two at that time"

"Don't dare, I am willing to assist His Royal Highness the King of Wei and join hands with His Royal Highness the King of Nanyang to get out of this matter" Quan Ce looked at him gently, his expression full of compassion.

At the end of Quan Ce's line of sight, two cold stars carried the momentum of wind and thunder, roaring.

(End of chapter)