On the platform of the water pavilion, Chang Yu'an is sitting in it, holding black and white, and one is playing chess. And on the side of the chessboard, there is also a pot of wine.

Uncle Qing walked in in small steps, and saw Chang Yu put down the cup in his hand.

"How's it going?"

"I encountered a little trouble when I came back, but it was solved by Lou Jing."

"Lou Jing?"

Chang Yu didn't ask what this little trouble was, because he trusted Uncle Qing very much and believed that he could solve it.

"What a pity! At the beginning, he was also a generation of heroes who crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, and he was counted by Yang You'an, and he was trapped in the bottom of the netherworld for 30 years. However, it was finally a blessing in disguise, and now he has achieved the title of great grandmaster. ”

"Lord, Lou Jing, the great grandmaster, is very heavy, not comparable to Ouyang Jian and his ilk. At that time, he was opposite to Jiuhua Mountain Sanlu in Micang Road, and he still had the upper hand. ”

"The Great Grandmaster is different from the Great Grandmaster, like Ouyang Jianzhi and others, who barely ascended to the Great Grandmaster by relying on the dual cultivation technique of yin and yang, and the foundation is not solid. And Lou Jing is different, he has been tempered for decades, and now, his cultivation has become more and more profound. It's you, on the other hand, I'm afraid you can't take advantage of it. ”

"The lord laughed, although I achieved the Great Grandmaster earlier than Lou Jing, but with my cultivation, I'm afraid it was already under him."

Uncle Qing laughed self-deprecatingly, not caring about this matter.

"But what surprised me was that Lou Jing was willing to lie dormant under Yang Xian in the past few years."

Uncle Qing poured Chang Yu a glass of wine, but saw that his eyes were still fixed on the chessboard.

"Lou Jing is different from Ye Dongyang, although the Netherworld has a foundation of hundreds of years, it is limited to the cultivation method of the sect, and there has never been a great grandmaster. Although Lou Jing is not one of the founders of the sect, his light has overshadowed the ancestors of the past dynasties. He needs Yang Xian to carry forward the inheritance of the Netherworld. It's just that over the years, the outstanding disciples of the Netherworld Prison have either joined the Tsing Yi under Yang Xian's command, or have taken control of the prison, and some are among the scouts of the Zhou army. The huge Netherworld Prison was scattered in an instant, and Lou Jing wanted to expand the Netherworld, but he had to say that he deviated from the original expectation. ”

Chang Yu's face revealed a smile, and he asked instead.

"What's going on over there in Fang Yuting?"

"He's already preparing, and tonight's palace is probably very lively."

"Yang, Xia, and Huan, let them be happy first! Yang Chun has fallen ill, and there is no existence for me to scruple about this big week. ”

After speaking, Chang Yu dropped the sunspot in his hand on the chessboard. The chess pieces collided with the chessboard with a crisp sound.

"This son is down, and the world is determined."

Looking at such Chang Yu, Uncle Qing asked with some concern.

"Lord, what about the young master?"

Chang Yu paused slightly, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Let him follow Xia Jieshu's side, and let him experience the waves of tonight."

Ho Castle, Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The dazed Xia Gongni was woken up by Huang Hao from his sleep, and his eyes were hazy. Xia Gong Ni stared at Huang Hao with a pair of big eyes, and he was a little uncomfortable.

He knew that Xia Gongne's temper was not good, but he had to urge.

"Your Majesty, the hour is coming, all the generals in our army have arrived, and the prime minister has also arrived, waiting for Your Majesty to have a banquet!"

"Let them wait."

Xia Gong Nezha was whirring, her little face was a little swollen, and there was resentment on her face. Huang Hao really doesn't understand, what happened to Xia Gong Nirvana?

In the past, if it was Yang Xian's game, Xia Gongni would always arrive early. But now, Yang Xian is already waiting, but Xia Gongni still wants to sleep?

Huang Hao was a little surprised in his heart, could it be that Xia Gong Ni had really awakened to the side of being an emperor.

If there is anyone in this world who wants to see Xia Gong Ni break with Yang Xian, it is undoubtedly Huang Hao. Because that means that Huang Hao, the maintainer between Yang Xian and Xia Gongni in a sense, will be torn apart by the huge storm of the struggle between the imperial power and the relative power.

"But the prime minister's side ......."

Huang Hao cautiously tested, wanting to test Xia Gongni's reaction. However, to his rejoicing, after hearing his words, Xia Gong Ni quickly woke up from his lazy state and glared at him dissatisfied.

"Help me up."

"Slaves obey!" Huang Hao faced out of the hall, and his spy voice shouted, "Come in for me and wait for Your Majesty to freshen up." ”

The night fire was getting tired, the cold wind was blowing, and Xia Gong Ni, surrounded by a group of chamberlains and palace maids, went to the banquet place in a daze.

The palace was spacious, with rows of long tables lined up on two sides, behind which were already filled with generals.

The scale of this banquet was not large, and there were only hundreds of people in attendance, but they were all important generals in the Zhou army, such as Jin Xin, Qin Feng and other generals were also present.

It was a feast of merit and had a strong political significance. At least, to outsiders. In order to publicize his contribution to the Great Zhou Jiangshan Society, Yang Xian specially held this banquet.

"Your Majesty!"

Yang Xian took these hundreds of people to the center of the hall and knelt down to the summer palace on the throne.

"Get up!"

Xia Gongni waved his hand casually, and Yang Xian and the others stood up again and returned to their seats.

"Everyone eats and drinks well!"

Xia Gong Nirvana said with a grin, he didn't have the image of an emperor at all, but Huang Hao didn't have time to scruple about the advice of the servant.

One of the people in the world who is most familiar with Xia Gongni, Huang Hao feels a little frightened.

Huang Hao grew up watching Xia Gongni grow up and was very familiar with her. also knows the relationship between Xia Gong Ni and Yang Xian, but just now, Xia Gong Ni's state is completely different, she saw Yang Xian, as if she was looking at a stranger, and there was no communication in the whole process.

This is something unusual. In the past, Huang Hao couldn't be clearer about Yang Xian's attitude.

The uneasiness in my heart is expanding rapidly, what happened in the time when Xia Gong Ni and Yang Xian disappeared during that winter hunt, so that Xia Gong Ni had this reaction?

If it weren't for the fact that he was extremely familiar with Xia Gongni, Huang Hao would have doubted that the majesty in front of him was a fake?

The lights in the hall were as bright as ever, and the generals pushed their glasses and exchanged glasses, and the atmosphere was warm, and they did not notice the sleepy Xia Gong Nirvana on the throne at all.

Perhaps, they noticed it and didn't care. After all, this man is probably the most arrogant general in the world. Except for Yang Xian and Yang Chun, they don't really respect a person.

Huang Hao was shocked in his heart, and instinctively glanced at Yang Xian who was not far from the throne. But he saw him sitting motionless, his expression did not change at all, he was drinking dryly, and no one around him dared to drink to him.

Huang Hao's heart couldn't help but have a doubt: What does Yang Xian want to do?