As the sky outside gets brighter.

By noon, the outside was already bustling with lights.

Today the royal palace hosts a great feast, and even ordinary people are able to enter the palace.

When I heard that all parties in the Central Plains were going to hold a meeting tonight, the talk of strengthening the country.

Everyone was boiling.

Everyone wants their country to grow stronger and brighter.

So today is destined to be an extraordinary day.

Zhang Gu is an important recorder of this time, even if he does not represent any official in the Central Plains, but with everyone's identity, he is enough to take on this important task.

For this reason, as soon as Zhang Gu got up in the morning, he had already changed into a brand new dress, and his hair and beard were carefully prepared and meticulous.

"Xiao Yi, how are you preparing??" Seeing Ding Xiaoyi come out, the informal asked with a smile on his face.

Today, he is also extremely cautious, after all, the hundred schools of thought are a desirable spiritual era.

Even if the hundreds of schools of thought here deviated from what he knew, it didn't prevent him from wanting to see the wonders of today's hundred schools of thought.

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and didn't speak, obviously just reciting poems was not enough.

I really want to debate with these celebrities, but the ink in my stomach is still not enough.

Hearing this, the informalist patted him on the shoulder: "I knew it would be like this, so I helped you think of a way!" ”

"What's the solution??"

He looked up at the unruly man, but he didn't have much hope in his heart.

"Hehe, Fang Cai Poor Dao inquired outside, but he learned a major news, the king of the Dayue clan gave the focus of this controversy, and first pointed out the topic, which is very simple: 'The theory of a strong country.'"

In fact, the news heard by the informals is no longer a secret, and it has already been written on the wall outside.

The corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched, what does this kind of topic have to do with himself, and if a politician like Ning Chen might be able to say something, how can he understand such a high-end topic.

Seeing the disappointed expression on his face, the informalist suddenly sneered: "Xiao Yi, don't be shallow, don't you think that you already have the answer to this set of questions?" ”

As soon as these words came out, even Song Xingxue on the side was stunned.

I was even more confused by the words of the informal.

"The way to strengthen the country, others don't know, how can you not know? The last time you sealed the tomb, you gave me the Dharma protector, didn't the blood boil with that shouting? ”

"Slogan??"

Ding Xiaoyi thought about it and finally understood what it meant to be informal.

looked at the informalist with a strange expression: "You can't be talking about my boxing technique, right??" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!! Strengthen the country, love the people, dedication, and friendliness...... Isn't it all! ”

As soon as the informant said this, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly cried and laughed: "What is this, what is this, this is ......"

I thought, you can't play a set of radio gymnastics in front of everyone, right?

Seeing that he hadn't understood his appearance, the informant couldn't help but pout: "Play the piano to the cow!" ”

After fumbling for a while from his small satchel, he took out a hardcover version of the book from the satchel and handed it to Ding Xiaoyi: "After reading this, I'm not afraid that you won't run out of ink in your stomach." ”

He took it and took a look, only to see that on the golden bark, a bright red five-star red flag was imprinted, and under the red flag, two big words were printed [Mao Xuan]

"I'll teach you another trick, don't you have less ink in your belly?? Then you speak first, as long as your topic is high-end enough, they must circle around you, which is called taking the lead. ”

Although the informalist is not good at debating, he is not a dry eater, just with this treasure book in his hand, on the power of the country, whoever comes is not an opponent.

Whoever is not convinced, just ask!

Coupled with this move, even if Ding Xiaoyi really can't compete with the celebrities, he will definitely not be miserable to the point of being stripped of his golden body.

"Really!!" Seeing the confident expression of the informal, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but start believing his words in his heart.

"Of course, I testify!" At this time, I saw Wang Gouzi walking over, and when he saw the book [Mao Xuan] in his hand, he said with a smile: "This is the work of a great man!" ”

Ding Xiaoyi saw that Wang Gouzi had such a high opinion of this book, and he no longer doubted it for a while, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If you had taken it out earlier, I would have memorized this book last night, why should I memorize any ancient poems." ”

As he spoke, he hurried to hurry up and recite the masterpiece in his hand.

"Wait, don't worry, let's change into this outfit first." With a shout, I saw that Qian Gui actually stood up from behind Wang Gouzi.

Clapping his hands, a new set of clothes was sent to Ding Xiaoyi.

The ink-black costume is solemn, and it is not worn by people with a very high level of virtue, and Zhong Dingwen is outlined with gold thread on the wide sleeved robe.

A gold belt is inlaid with various fiery red gemstones, making this makeup look generous and luxurious.

In addition to Ding Xiaoyi, including Chu Ke, Song Xingxue, and even non-formal people have prepared their own sets, although the styles are different, but each piece of clothing is worth a lot of money.

This made the informalist happy, his rough big hand caressed his clothes, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile: "Hehe, good thing, this is the Hanfu of the first Qin!" A real antique!! ”

After Ding Xiaoyi took the clothes, he glanced at Wang Gouzi and found that Wang Gouzi had actually changed into a set of gorgeous clothes.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Brother Wang, don't you want to go with us too!" ”

"Nope! I got a referral from this boss and I can go into the palace today to cook. ”

Wang Gouzi said unhurriedly.

casually kicked out the butcher's box from behind him and gave it to Ding Xiaoyi: "This idiot will help me take care of it first, if he is disobedient, he will knock him on the head with this." ”

Wang Gouzi said and handed a bright red hammer to Ding Xiaoyi.

It's an ordinary hammer that seems to be available in any hardware store, even in a supermarket.

But when Wang Gouzi took out the hammer, everyone present couldn't help frowning, except for the money rules.

It's just that the thick smell of blood on it is so choking, as if even if you take a gentle breath, you feel that the thick smell of blood is drilling down your nose and into your throat.

"No, no, no, no, no, I have someone to take care of it!"

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head again and again, rejecting Wang Gouzi's kindness.

He stepped forward and threw this box spirit into his psionic space, and asked the big head to take care of it.

For this strange box spirit, the big head couldn't help but come forward to look at it curiously.

The box spirit visibly widened his eyes and looked his head up and down.

I suddenly sighed in my heart, I didn't expect that in this world, there are 'people' who can be equal to themselves in appearance.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds before shouting.

['Д ́]: "Hungry!! ”

٩(๑◡๑)۶: "There is something delicious!" ”