Ji Yu raised his head and looked directly at the Son of Heaven, there was no stupidity, but there was a little more indescribable taste.

"Is that true?"

He asked categorically.

A hint of sharpness flashed in the domineering eyes of the Son of Heaven: "You have no jokes!"

Ji Yu said, "If I become the number one in Shangwu Pavilion, can my imperial sister come back from the celebrant eunuch?"

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the Son of Heaven, the commander-in-chief, the Imperial Forest Army, or those concubines, princes, and princesses, they all leaned forward and laughed, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Not to mention that the celebrant is mean and tricky, and the people who go in live like years, the Western Chu royal family has been going through the ages, and how many people who have gone to the ceremonial eunuch can come back?

Besides, what kind of place is Shangwu Pavilion, almost all the young and handsome men of Western Chu are here, how many family geniuses, princes, nobles, and generals' tigers are there?

It's almost a concentration camp for Xichu and Tianjiao, and it's not easy to get mixed in, let alone fight for the first place in Shangwu Pavilion that Tianjiao and Tianjiao want to get?

And there are still a lot of things that the first representative of the Shangwu Pavilion is, such as the younger generation of Western Chu and the first person in Tianjiao, such as the future general heir of Western Chu, such as the future god of war of Western Chu.

These famous Western Chu forces are not trying their best to get it, how can you allow a Nine Emperor Prince whose biological mother is a crazy woman imprisoned in the cold palace to fight?

Thinking of these eyes when everyone looked at Ji Yu, it was like looking at a fool who had killed himself.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!

After laughing, the Son of Heaven only felt that he was in a good mood, and after sighing in his heart, he turned his head to look at Ji Yu and said, "As long as you can rank in the top ten of Shangwu Pavilion, I will summon Ji Qianyun back from the celebrant supervisor!"

There was a bit of encouragement in his eyes.

Why can the commander-in-chief make a few words make the Son of Heaven's attitude towards Ji Yu take a 180-degree turn?

For a while, everyone present restrained their mocking smiles and began to speculate on the thoughts of the Son of Heaven.

At this moment, the Son of Heaven handed Ji Yu a hot gold token, and a big "martial character" was written on the token.

After the concubines, princes, and princesses saw the token, the fire of desire in their eyes was ignited by the hot gold, and the strong desire was unobstructed.

"This is one of the three Shangwu Orders unique to me, when it snows heavily, the Shangwu Pavilion will open to recruit new people, and when the time comes, you will take this token and go to sign up, and someone will arrange it. ”

Ji Yu nodded, got up and took the token, then bowed to the Son of Heaven and said, "Your Majesty." ”

Suddenly, many people frowned, feeling that Ji Yu's title was really inappropriate.

But the Son of Heaven didn't care, thinking that his ninth son was a little stupid, so he corrected with a smile: "You want to call your father." ”

But for some reason, Ji Yu couldn't call out his father, so he could only pretend to be stupid again and laugh stupidly.

When those who were jealous saw this, they all gloated and thought: Although I don't know why the commander-in-chief made His Majesty change so much to you with a single word, but you are a fool who goes to Shangwu Pavilion and still wants to win the first place, won't you be beaten to death?

It doesn't matter if you kill you, if you kill someone, you will continue to practice in Shangwu Pavilion for you.

Finally, the Son of Heaven patted Ji Yu on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement: "Work hard in the future." ”

Ji Yu tilted his head and looked at the Son of Heaven, thinking: Actually, you don't have to work too hard.

Seeing this, the Son of Heaven only said a fool in his heart, and then hugged Liu Guifei and gradually drifted away.

Seeing this, the concubines, princes, and princesses followed flatteringly, and looked at them from a distance, like a group of pugs pleasing their masters.

For a while, in the snow by the pool, only Ji Yu, the Imperial Forest Army, and the commander-in-chief made a group of people staring at each other.

At this moment, the commander-in-chief came to Ji Yu's side, patted him on the shoulder like the Son of Heaven, and said, "Work hard in the future." There was a lot of encouragement in his expression.

With that, he glanced at Ji Yu deeply, and then led the Imperial Forest Army to gradually move away in the snow curtain that received the sky.

Standing in the heavy snow, Ji Yu touched the bracelet on his right wrist, looked at the back of the commander-in-chief and the Imperial Forest Army in the snow, and muttered to himself: "Actually, you really don't have to work too hard!"

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On that day, after Ji Yu, the ninth prince of Western Chu, fell into the water and died, the news of his rebirth soon spread.

Especially the cold photochemical bracelet, which is more and more mysterious.

According to someone who cares, after making a lot of inquiries, I got an amazing gossip.

——That sword light came from the hands of the high-grade Immortal Realm master, and the stupid Nine Emperor Prince Ji Yu's miraculous resurrection was probably related to the high-grade Immortal Realm master.

After getting the news, those people couldn't help but grit their teeth and sigh again: It's really stupid people who are stupid.

There are only a few peerless powerhouses like the top-grade Immortal Realm in the entire Donghua Continent?

This Western Chu has not produced a top-grade god in thousands of years, otherwise why would the Western Chu Dynasty have lived in the small land of Sanhu Prefecture for thousands of years, ignoring the wolf smoke outside the state, and only seeking stability in troubled times?

Whether it is a country or a big sect, only a peerless powerhouse with a top-grade fairy realm can dare to truly enter the WTO and compete for power, otherwise they can only protect themselves and seek stability.

And the Son of Heaven's attitude towards the idiocy of the Nine Emperor Princes is just Sima Zhao's heart, which everyone knows.

With the change of the Son of Heaven's attitude towards the idiot of the Nine Emperor Princes, the Nine Emperor Princes also moved from the original firewood house to the "Tonghua Palace", and was personally taken care of by the maid Lingyue personally appointed by the Son of Heaven.

At dusk, although it is a light snow season, the plane tree in Tonghua Palace is still green somehow.

Ji Yu sat on the steps, pestle his head and looked at the vitality of the plane tree in the snow curtain in a daze, a few wisps of green silk hung down, and the breeze swept by, not an ordinary scenery.

Lingyue, the maid who had just walked with light steps with a pot of tea, couldn't help but lose her soul when she saw this scene.

Lingyue is actually a very beautiful girl, even if she is still not as good-looking as Ji Yu, but she is also a rare beauty in the Xichu Palace, and the Son of Heaven can send such a beauty to him, and now she can be spoiled.

But will it be a form of surveillance?

In the middle of the night, Ling Yue came back to her senses, came to Ji Yu with the pot of tea, and made tea for Ji Yu.

Since the Nine Emperors came back to life, their tastes have somehow become tricky, and they only drink Pu'er, which is unique to the land of Southern Yunnan.

Xichu is far from the south of Yunnan and the north of the earth, and it is really not easy to get this Pu'er.

But now, with the attitude of the Son of Heaven towards Ji Yu, no matter how difficult this thing is, it will not be very difficult.

For ordinary people, they can only start practicing when they enter places such as the Shangwu Pavilion and the Maniac's Residence and come into contact with the cultivation methods.

But Ji Yu is not an ordinary person after all.

So the fourteenth day away from the heavy snow season was a good time to pass.

All the time has only one purpose for him.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate and practice, which seemed particularly natural.

But the next moment, he opened his eyes, touched the bracelet on his right wrist, and thought blankly, what is the entrance method?