When I came out of the palace, it was only nearly dusk, and when I arrived at the palace unconsciously, the stars were in the sky, and the lights were bright, just like day.

Looking at the majestic imperial city gate, Wu Ming couldn't help but think of the Forbidden City in his previous life.

Whether it is the materials, the scale, or the little light and shadow that flickers from time to time, they all give Wu Ming a kind of solemn majesty like a vast abyss and a divine majesty like a prison.

After entering the palace, naturally he could no longer take the carriage, and as time passed, walking in the vast palace, with the bodies of Wu Ming and Wu Fu, who were young and old, it was really unbearable.

"The old gelding really didn't have a good heart, and he played with me sincerely!"

Wu Ming's face was pale, constantly wiping cold sweat, and his heart was like a mirror.

Han Zhu had the intention to toss him, kept urging on the road, and turned a few more turns, so that he was tired to death.

Fortunately, although Wu Fu has been away from Beijing for many years, he has also been to the palace several times, and he still remembers the route in the palace vividly.

If you go late, it will be a great crime of disrespect, and even the prince can't afford it.

Not very clear about his own situation, especially the emperor's thoughts, Wu Ming would not have the luxury of hoping that he could send a young child to the enemy country as a hostage, and care about the feelings of the monarch and the minister.

As the saying goes, ruthlessness is the most emperor's family!

Throughout history, there are few people who sit in that position!

Even if Yao Shunyu, who was revered as a sage by later generations, what thrilling intrigues and intrigues and power changes have been experienced, it is impossible to study.

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"The power exuded by these Ouchi guards is so strong, although it is not as powerful as the martial arts masters I have seen, but it is not far away.

It should be that the martial arts cultivation is not low, but the martial arts literacy is much worse, it seems that my feeling is right, the aura of heaven and earth in this world is many times richer than that of the Chinese earth, so as to nourish such a prosperous martial arts world!"

Waiting outside the Heart Cultivation Hall to be summoned, Wu Ming secretly observed according to the eyesight he had cultivated in his previous life, shocked and excited at the same time.

There is nothing more exciting than discovering a higher realm of martial arts and making this martial arts madman who aspires to climb the peak of martial arts!

"There is a decree in the Holy Spirit, Xuan Wu Ming will meet you!"

Little Wangye, it is just someone else's honorific title for him, although the honor of King Wu is hereditary, but Wu Ming has not succeeded to the throne, so naturally he will not be called so.

Moreover, this is the imperial palace, and it is the emperor who summons him, who else can compare with him?

Wu Ming took a deep breath and slowly entered the hall.

What is surprising is that there are dozens of luxurious young men and women seated inside, like a family banquet.

"Oh, Brother Ming, but my poor Brother Ming is here? Hurry up, let Brother Qi see, have you lost weight, have you suffered?"

Zhao Haitao, the seventh prince of the Great Song Dynasty, his fat face was full of excitement, and he ran over quickly regardless of etiquette, and before he got close, he was stunned and shouted bitterly, "Brother Ming, it's not me who said you, it's okay if you miss the time, my father is a generation of benevolent emperors, and he won't be harsh." But you came back to sacrifice for Princess Yun, how could you wear auspicious clothes to meet you in order to please your father?

Where do you want to put your father and the emperor, where do you want to put Princess Yun and Niangniang, where do you put King Wu, where do you want to put heaven and earth and human relations?"

"Waste, it's dead!"

Han Gonggong and the others lowered their heads viciously.

Heart-wrenching words!

Nowadays, all countries are governed by civil merit and martial arts, and the civil ministers are the most important in the law.

During the period of Dai Xiao, Wu Ming wore auspicious clothes to meet him, saying that if it is light, it is young and ignorant, and if it is heavy, it is not filial piety.

Poof!

Outside the hall, Wu Fu's old face was pale and he collapsed to the ground.

Since returning to the capital, he has not stopped for a moment, and under the turmoil of his mind, he has forgotten the specifications of the audience dress.

He clearly remembered that several sets of dresses were sent, but he chose a set of auspicious clothes!

If Wenchen catches this point and attacks, if he doesn't get it right, he will have to be charged with flattery, and Wu Ming's reputation will be stinky.

Words kill people without seeing blood, but it's not for fun!

Originally, I thought that the emperor would take care of the contributions made by King Wu to the Great Song Dynasty for the two generations, and he would take care of one or two, but as soon as this statement came out, it was tantamount to knocking down the dust!

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Whew!

The huge heart nourishing hall can be heard falling, and there is only the sound of suppressed breathing in the silence, which is dull and slows down people's heartbeat.

Everyone's cheeks twitched, as if they were trying their best to restrain their emotions, and a few richly dressed concubines watched coldly!

Zhao Yukun, who sat in the middle of the head, was expressionless but even more majestic!

The Son of Heaven was furious, and the blood flowed and drifted!

Even if Zhao Yukun didn't show any dissatisfaction, it was like a storm was coming!

"The emperor forgives the sins, the old slave ......"

Wu Fu wanted to take responsibility, but he was already taken down by the wolf-like guards.

Zhao Haitao's slightly narrow eyes were full of mockery.

"Huh, the first time we met, I had such a strong resentment, and sure enough, the remnants of this unlucky child are affecting me!"

Wu Ming took in the changes in everyone's expressions, and clenched his fists tightly.

This resentment is so deep, even if Wu Ming has been killed for a long time, he can't help but be afraid!

If it weren't for Emperor Zhao's breath, majestic as the sky, if it weren't for Wu Ming's efforts to suppress it, he would have roared and questioned on the spot.

"The mud that can't hold up the wall!"

In this way, those princes and grandsons despised Wu Ming even more, and their eyes were full of mockery!

In the eyes of outsiders, it is clearly stupid.

"Little brat, play with me, you are too tender! Hmph, you are willing to cut your body, dare to pull the emperor off the horse, just a little king's anger, scare Lao Tzu?

Wu Ming, as the person concerned, looked at Zhao Yukun with blank eyes, sneered secretly, and slowly walked to the incense burner next to him.

As a modern person, the feudal concept of heaven and earth has long been thrown out of the clouds.

Thinking that he Wu Ming dominates the world, the momentum of the mere superior is a fart.

Crackling!

In the silent hall, the incense burner heard the clear and audible sound of pods and butterflies burning!

This fragrance is like a butterfly, born in half, burning and showing a quiet aroma, which can refresh the mind, relieve pain, relieve fatigue, and is a precious natural spice.

"This kid is stupid, isn't he going to bump into it and impress his father with a bitter trick?"

"Fool, if my father was so foolish, he would not have sat firmly on the throne for decades, reaching the Northern Regions of the Jin Kingdom and suppressing hundreds of vassal states in the Eastern Regions!"

"I don't know what to call things, I've been in the grassland with a bunch of barbarians for a long time, and my brain is stupid!

Everyone thought that he would kneel down in front of Zhao Yukun in a panic, begging for forgiveness, but they couldn't help but secretly ridicule.

There is only one bright eyes and bright teeth, and the twenty-eight emperors and daughters, with slightly frowning eyebrows, as if they are looking and exploring.

"Boiled beans burn beans, and beans cry in the kettle. It's the same root, so why be in a hurry!"

Wu Ming's eyes drooped slightly, and inadvertently showed a touch of pain and slowly swept over everyone, and when he looked at Zhao Yukun, he showed just the right amount of fear, moisture, and even hatred.

With the slow release of this "Seven Steps Poem", which moved the emperor in his previous life and has been passed down for centuries, everyone was shocked and sweated coldly.

"Father, son...... Erchen ......"

Zhao Haitao, a painting of 'brothers, friends, brothers, and brothers', when he found that Wu Ming was looking at him at the end, he couldn't help but chill all over his body, and instantly collapsed to the ground!

The royal family is very strict, and everyone understands the meaning of this ancient poem!

Although the two are not brothers, they are both Song people!

Wu Ming was sent to the enemy country by the Zhao family of the Northern Song Dynasty royal family as a hostage, and the last two generations of the Wu family died in battle for the Eastern Song Dynasty, how much credit is great?

As soon as this poem came out, it seemed that not only the teenager was expressing anger, but also seemed to be questioning Zhao Yukun!

The Heart Cultivation Hall is silent, if the storm is coming before, now the earth dragon is about to roll, and the sky is falling and the earth is cracking right in front of you!

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"You have suffered, I am sorry for Brother Xu, I am sorry for Uncle Wu! After you go back, take care of your body and keep filial piety for your mother for a year!"

Zhao Yukun got up suddenly, the rare look of exhaustion on his face flashed, and he brushed his sleeves away.

The several elderly princesses present all showed stunned expressions, gave their own kid a look, and left immediately.

At the same time, there was also the imperial maiden, who took a deep look at Wu Ming when she left.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

A beautiful concubine glanced at Wu Ming resentfully, and ran away in small steps.

This daughter is Concubine Rong, Zhao Haitao's biological mother, Wu Ming's poem can make her son miserable.

As Zhao Yukun and the elders left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right, but what the hell does this guy mean? I can clearly feel that he has murderous intent towards me!

Hmph, forget it, the dignitaries of all countries were slaughtered by Lao Tzu back then, don't look at you as the emperor, dare to provoke me, and wipe your neck as well!

But that little girl's eyes are a little interesting, could it be that she has taken a fancy to her brother?"

Wu Ming lowered his head, and a terrifying glint flashed in his dark eyes.

His intuition told him that there was no danger of dying in the short term!

That way, there's time to figure out the ins and outs!

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"Brother Ming, sit down, you have been out all the year round, you have suffered, these are what you loved to eat when you were a child, and your father specially instructed the imperial dining room to make them!"

"Oh, Brother Ming, don't be so serious, my father is worried about you, and my brothers are also worried about you!"

"Brother Ming......"

The princes and grandsons hurriedly put on a brotherly and brotherly look like a brother and a brother and pulled Wu Ming, and asked for warmth.

As for Zhao Haitao, the initiator, not only did no one step on it, but explained comfortably, as if to let the two of them release their previous suspicions.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming was 'silly happy' to entertain everyone, and he had a more intuitive understanding of the royal family affection in his heart.

Brother and brother Gong, whether it is to show others, or to deliberately disgust Zhao Haitao, but what happened tonight will inevitably spread early tomorrow morning.

Zhao Haitao, the prince, was beaten into the mud by this poem, and his reputation is terrible!

"Little bunnies, you want my life in a different way. With my current physical condition, I will have to stage a drama of the little prince to death tonight!"

Deficiency is not remedied, it is medical common sense, even if some people are young and ignorant, several older princes and grandchildren must also understand.

The malicious intentions are obvious!

But Wu Ming not only did not refuse to come, but also drank and talked with everyone, and even poured down several emperors and grandsons who were not weak.

Several princesses couldn't hold on and left the table first, followed by several relatives of the emperor and grandson who were not of high status.

In the end, seeing that Wu Ming was full of interest, several princes led by him saw that something was strange and retired from the table.

Even if a few of them are successful in martial arts, they can't stand such a drink.

"Hmph, when Lao Tzu was burned alive, was it for nothing? I didn't expect that this thing of life fire still has such an effect, and these drinks are also extraordinary...... Hiccup!"

Wu Ming burped contentedly, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Come on, all move me back to Ciyun Garden, what's the matter, my words are not good?

"Bold, what are you, dare to say resistance?"

Han Zhu didn't pit Wu Ming, and couldn't help but be angry.

"Hey, tonight is the emperor who invited me to meet and give a banquet, these things are not for me, are they for you?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said proudly.

Han Zhu and the other eunuchs looked at each other, and had to comply, and cleaned up with a brocade box.

They can see that this master has suffered a lot of anger from the grassland demon barbarian, and now he is not afraid of heaven and earth, haven't they seen that Zhao Haitao, the prince, has been bluffed?