There was thunder outside the Hanzhang Palace, but the hall was eerily quiet.

Huan Wu had been standing there, watching the man's figure reappear in front of him.

The first time they met, Huan Wu was dressed in coarse linen clothes, looking like an old farmer. And he, Yang Xian, was also wearing a ragged shirt, like a charlatan.

The two sat on the ridge of the field, with a pot of coarse tea, and talked for a long time, quite knowing each other.

And now, Huan Wu is wearing a marquis and a red ribbon around his waist, and he is the same as the kings. He Yang Xian is dressed in nine chapters of the mountain dragon, wearing a purple ribbon on his waist, and he is the third duke.

In this Hanzhang Palace, in front of the hundred officials, the two met again, but they didn't know each other.

The sound of knock knock sounded, Yang Xian paced, neither paying attention to the eyes of the full court, nor caring about Huan Wu, and even walked gently between Huan Jue and Jing Bottle, bowing to the emperor Zhou Tianzi is bow.

"Chen Yang Xian, see the Son of Heaven!"

This is the first time Yang Xian has seen Xia Yunqi. Unlike her sister Xia Yunhua's swollen body that was hollowed out by wine, Xia Yunhua is nearly forty years old, but she looks like a little girl, smart and delicate.

But this person who looks like a little girl has made Huan Wu almost lose his hegemony several times. So much so that now, Huan Wu has seized all the rights of the Son of Heaven and imprisoned her in a small palace, and she is still not at ease.

"You're here!"

The Son of Heaven opened his eyes for the first time, looked at the tall man under the majestic platform with a soft gaze, and said. Xia Yunqi's voice was very calm, as if she had known that Yang Xian would come.

"The minister was ordered by the previous king, assisted the young master, and temporarily took the position of prime minister. On the day of his appointment, he was supposed to make a pilgrimage to the Son of Heaven. However, the treacherous evil in Shu watched for a long time, hoping that the Son of Heaven would forgive his sins. ”

Yang Xian's prime minister was sealed by Xia Yunhua, but the king of Shu did not have the right to canonize the three dukes. Even if it is Xiangguo, it will also be sent by the imperial court.

The reason why Xia Yunhua dared to do this was because Xia Gong Nirvana was a descendant of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was young, and according to the classics of the Great Zhou, he needed the assistance of officials at the level of the Three Dukes.

Of course, Xia Yunhua couldn't let Huan Wu send someone over, so he sealed Yang Xian, gave him the right to open the mansion, and was always in charge of the affairs of Shu.

But among them, there is still a procedure missing.

That is, this three-public level official must be recognized by the Son of Heaven in order to be justified.

"The Yang family is a family, three generations of loyal martyrs. By Zizhan to assist the king of Shu, I am very relieved. ”

If it is strictly calculated, Yang Xian is the prime minister of the Great Zhou, and he is only temporarily in charge of Shu. And calling him the prime minister of Shu is more or less dejorative.

But with the words of the Son of Heaven, today's Yang Xian is justified.

"Thank you, Son of Heaven!"

The sound of armor resounded outside the hall, and Fang Yuting and the others entered this Hanzhang hall and shouted.

"Guardian Lord!"

Facing the surging guards behind him, Yang Xian turned around and scolded.

"Huan Wu! Before the Son of Heaven drove, you let the house slaves and these mountain and forest warriors go straight to the Hanzhang Palace, what do you want? ”

Yang Chun followed behind Yang Xian, and now he didn't say a word, just standing like that, but no one could ignore it.

Received Yang Xian's reprimand, Huan Wu's face turned pale. Huan Wu was promoted to the position of Marquis of Liang, and after so many years of ruling the country, no one has ever dared to talk to him like this.

"Get out of the way!"

Huan Wu shouted, and the guards around him who were like Tietong looked at each other, but Yang Chun was there, and no one dared to move.

"Stand down!"

Huan Wu's voice had never been harsh, and the guards in front of Huan Wu finally retreated uneasily. Huan Wu's side, there were only four great masters left with official positions in the Hou Mansion such as Fang Yuting, who were faintly opposed to Yang Chun.

"Yang Xian, what do you want to do?"

"Brother Huanwu, can't you see that I'm here to smash the field today?"

"You!"

Yang Xian smiled, ignored Huan Wu, turned around again, and bowed to Xia Yunqi.

"Since the collapse of the first emperor, the Zhou dynasty has declined. If you steal your life, the world will not be quiet. Alien races cause trouble, and the four seas are in trouble. As a result, the community is almost tired, and the common people are suffering. Fortunately, thanks to the holy virtue of the Son of Heaven, the ** was extinguished, and the Central Plains was restored, and the people were safe. However, the country has not yet been established, and the society will eventually be in danger of turmoil. The minister has a saying that the king of Shu is gifted and heroic, benevolent, filial piety and wisdom, and will be able to overcome the unification and extend the periphery. ”

The crowd in the palace was surging, and it was difficult to restrain it. Yang Xian came this time, but he actually wanted to make the prince a prince today.

Su Zhe remained motionless and closed his eyes. Chang Yu sneered in his heart, the old god was there. The ministers in the palace whispered, and the Huan clan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yang Xian, this world is determined by my Huan family, what does it have to do with the king of Shu who is only ten years old?"

In the crowd, a child of the Huan clan walked out. Looking at the official uniform, it is also a 2,000 stone.

Yang Xian sneered and looked at Huan Wu, whose face was difficult to see.

"Your Huan clan has been blessed by the country. Your father Huan Ye was even more valued by the first emperor and ranked Jiuqing. But I didn't expect that now there is such a disloyal, unfilial, and rebellious thing! ”

"Yang Xian, you..."

The Huan disciple who ran out was still about to scold, but he saw Yang Chun's body teleport and hit him with a palm.

Yang Chun's palm directly knocked it out of the Hanzhang Palace, and hit the dragon pillar, bleeding from the seven orifices, and died on the spot.

"Such a beast is inferior to something, dare to stand above the court? Huan Wu, you should be upright in your family. ”

Yang Chun returned to Yang Xian's back, and from then on, the group of Huan clan disciples never dared to make a sound.

Xia Yunqi's face was calm, always watching all this. Everyone was waiting for her answer, but they heard her.

"The King of Shu is smart, he should be established as the queen daughter, and he will succeed me in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Son of Heaven, Hugh is mistaken!"

Huan Wu, who had not spoken, finally stood up, and there was a thunderous anger in his voice. He finally understood at this moment, what did Xia Yunqi want to do? And why did Yang Xian take the risk and come to this divine capital?

Huan Wu didn't know if this was a coincidence. Although the two of them have never met, they are heart-to-heart.

They have only one goal, to let everyone in the world know that the future master of this Great Zhou Jiangshan is the ten-year-old King of Shu in Yizhou.

Xia Yunqi had already given up life and death, and if Huan Wu completely turned his face with the Xia family at this moment, then he would really become that rebel.

Yang Xian will definitely support the new master, in the name of the Zhou room, in line with the cool trend of Wu Chu, and the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains.

Thinking of this, Huan Wu looked at Yang Xian.

"Outside this temple there is an army of more than 100,000 people. Yang Xian, how are you going to get out? ”

This was a good move, but because of Yang Xian's arrival, it became a dead move. Huan Wu didn't believe that Yang Xian was a fool, but he was obviously dead.

Yang Xian laughed, and his eyes were on the beautiful woman in red.

"Now there are hundreds of thousands of troops outside, and I will die in an instant. Bottle, would you like to go with me? ”

The beauty smiled, ripped off the big red robe, revealing a tight dress. In the surprised eyes of everyone, he walked from Huan Jue's side to Yang Xian, his face was like a peach blossom, and his eyes were like autumn water.

"If you don't come, I will leave with Huan Jue, and then kill you!"