Fan Xian looked at Guo Baokun and said, "Who are you?" ”

Guo Baokun said angrily: "How can this be reasonable, you committed murder and hurt people that day, and you are pretending not to know me here!" ”

Fan Xian suddenly looked at Guo Baokun and said: "Guo Shao, oops, I haven't seen you for a long time, you see that your injury is almost healed, but I have been worried for a while, yo, it looks better than before, white." ”

Guo Baokun said angrily: "You actually forgot about me!" He hated Fan Xian very much, he missed Fan Xian day and night, and he wanted to beat him up before stopping, and he never thought about killing people from beginning to end.

Fan Xian said: "Be cautious, what you say is like a resentful woman." ”

"You thief!" Guo Baokun was so angry that he choked, "I remember all the things you did in my heart!" ”

"Oh, it's getting more and more like." Fan Xian looked at Guo Baokun and said, "You are not from Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites, what are you doing here?" ”

Guo Baokun said angrily: "I am compiled in the palace, and my father is still in the Ministry of Rites, why can't I come?" ”

Fan Xian said: "If you can come, you can come, sit down and say, the food will be served soon..."

Guo Baokun pointed at Fan Xian and said: "Fan Xian, you are less proud, I will watch you in this place today with my own eyes, and you will be ruined!" ”

Fan Xian's heart moved, there was a conspiracy waiting for him, otherwise how could he say such a thing. Be careful, I'm afraid that the banquet in the evening will be fraudulent.

"Nonsense!" Guo Youzhi appeared behind Guo Baokun, looked at Guo Baokun and said, "What kind of occasion is this, go back and sit!" ”

"Yes, Father." Guo Baokun glanced at Fan Xian, walked to his seat and sat down.

Guo Youzhi looked at Fan Xian and said, "The dog is not in shape, please also invite Xiao Fan and Lord Haihan." ”

Fan Xian said, "Who are you?" ”

Xin Qiwu on the side hurriedly introduced: "This is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Guo Youzhi." ”

"Oh." Fan Xian said: "It turned out to be Lord Shangshu, don't worry, Ling Lang is naughty and cute, I'm not angry at all." ”

Guo Youzhi's face sank, this Fan Xian was really annoying.

Xin Qiwu pursed his lips and smiled.

Han Zhong didn't give face at all, and laughed directly.

Guo Youzhi looked at Han Zhong angrily and said, "This is..."

Fan Xian smiled and introduced: "Oh, this is my friend, Han Chong Han Gongzi." ”

"Han Gongzi?" Guo Youzhi looked at Han Zhong and said, "You are not from my Ministry of Rites, nor are you an official of Honglu Temple, you have a white body, what qualifications do you have to enter this New Year Prayer Hall."

Fan Xian looked at Guo Youzhi and said, "He is qualified." ”

Guo Youzhi asked, "What qualifications does he have?" It's hard to make it because he's your friend, Fan Xian, you're just a little Xielulang, who do you think you are? ”

Fan Xian smiled and said: "I am Fan Xian, a grass head fan with three points of water, idle and idle." ”

"You..."Guo Youzhi was furious, did he mean what he was going to say?

Han Chong looked at Fan Xian and said, "Old Fan, wouldn't it be good if you just told him who asked me to come, seeing that he is old, if you are angry, you won't be able to eat and walk around." ”

Fan Xian pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and said: "What I said is that I almost forgot that Lord Guo is old, and His Majesty asked me to bring Han Chong to the New Year's Prayer Hall to attend the dinner, what, do you have any opinions?" You can tell Your Majesty to go. Why don't I help Master Guo talk about it later? ”

"Hmph..."Where does Guo Yuzhi still want to stay, Fan Xian and Han Chong's faces made him can't help but move, "Sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed man." Leaving a word, he walked away.

Xin Qiwu pulled Fan Xian and said, "Little Fan, come on, come here, sit here, Han Gongzi is also here, this is our seat." ”

Honglu Temple sits on one side, and the people of the Ministry of Rites sit on one side, and the two sides are distinct.

It's a bit like before the Tang Dynasty, it was popular to kneel and sit, and there were people ringing the chimes behind them, the music was melodious, and it sounded like a different flavor.

Han Chong, Fan Xian and Xin Qiwu sat together, Xin Qiwu came to Fan Xian's side and asked, "Little Fan, Guo Baokun is also a subordinate of the prince, I think the two of them have reconciled." ”

Fan Xian said: "I'm fine, you look at him." ”

Xin Qiwu turned his head and saw Guo Baokun in the distance looking at Fan Xian through gritted teeth, looking like he was eager to dismantle Fan Xian. Xin Qiwu smiled awkwardly and said, "It's slowly unraveled, my lord, did you really beat him?" ”

Fan Xian took the wine jug and poured wine, and said: "How do you say this, I have been familiar with the books of sages since I was a child, and I have always been self-denying and disciplined others, how can I beat people?" ”

Xin Qiwu said: "In the first few days, you and Han Gongzi were still fighting in the street to kill Cheng Jushu, that is the eight-grade master of Northern Qi. ”

Fan Xian sniffed the wine glass, avoided talking about the topic of Xin Qiwu, looked at Han Zhong and said, "This wine is good, Old Han, try it." ”

Han Zhong raised his glass and said, "Okay, thanks to you, it's the first time I've tasted this palace jade liquor." ”

"One hundred and eighteen glasses." Fan Xian suddenly became interested and became naughty.

Xin Qiwu is confused, what one hundred and eighty cups? This wine is special and cannot be bought.

Han Zhong smiled and said, "How about this wine?" ”

"Listen to me blow it to you."

"Ah blow, Ah blow..."

"Look at my mouth."

Xin Qiwu looked at the two of them speechlessly, this may be the difference between a genius and us mortals, what code they are talking about, I don't understand it.

At this time, the officials were almost there, and there were still two empty positions, except for Emperor Qing's position, of course.

Fan Xian pointed to the two positions under the eldest princess and said, "Lao Xin, there are still two empty seats there, for whom?" ”

Xin Qiwu said: "It is estimated that it is prepared for the Dongyi City and Northern Qi families. ”

Fan Xian asked curiously: "There is a Wenzong Zhuang Mohan from Northern Qi, who is from Dongyi City?" ”

"This Dongyi City..."Before Xin Qiwu finished speaking, someone outside the hall brought a sword to the palace.

This person looks like a master, imposing like an abyss, and is a nine-rank master, which makes Fan Xian feel like he is being targeted by a cheetah.

Fan Xian is a master of the eighth grade, and he is naturally inferior to the ninth grade.

Although Han Chong felt a strong sword aura, but under the isolation of the power of thought, he didn't feel anything, and he didn't wait like Fan Xian, Han Chong looked at Fan Xian and said, "This should be the swordsman of Dongyi City." ”

Fan Xian nodded.

The swordsman of Dongyi City shifted his attention from Fan Xian to Han Chong, he was a master, no wonder he was able to kill Cheng Jushu, a master of the eighth grade.

The Dongyi City swordsman placed his sword on the table and sat down in one of the two empty seats.

Fan Xian looked at Xin Qiwu and said, "Why is this person able to enter the palace with a sword?" ”

Xin Qiwu said: "Looking around the sword gate, the sword has always been unsteady, and His Majesty has special permission." ”

Fan Xian said: "Look around under the sword gate. ”

Xin Qiwu whispered: "He is the first disciple of the Great Grandmaster Sigu Sword, Yun Zhilan. ”

"Cloud Lan..."