Chinese New Year's Eve, King Wen's Palace Qiantian Hall.

Today is the most lively night since the change of ownership of King Wen's Palace, and the military generals and civil officials gathered in the Qiantian Palace, waiting for the King Wen's banquet that will start later.

Because the banquet had not yet begun, everyone did not sit at the table, but stood in the square outside the hall one by one according to the distance, chatting and laughing.

Because they had just captured Sichuan, the mood of the ministers was extremely happy, and they were smiling one by one, imagining the future of Wenbang.

Fan Difei, Hu Xian, Chen Meng and others sat in the corner, playing poker, which also attracted many onlookers, curious about what new game this was.

Seeing that the people in the Ministry of Literature and Art were full of people, Wen Yuancai shook his head slightly, and Guo Fengjie beside him followed his gaze and said with a smile: "Minister Wen seems to be a little disdainful?"

Retracting his gaze, Wen Yuan said: "Why did Jiawen say this, besides, you and I have a very close personal relationship, why do you need to make jokes? ”

Guo Fengjie smiled, bowed his head according to his words, and said: "Borong, although you are now in the position of the head of the Criminal Department, Jiawen I still want to persuade you, you can target the Bai family father and son or the Dali family, but no matter what, don't target those people." ”

"Jiawen, can you see it, can't I see it?" Wen Yuancai sighed, shook his head and said, "It's just a pity that King Wen is so talented, but he favors these old friends too much, and in the long run, I'm afraid there will be trouble." ”

Raising his eyebrows, Guo Fengjie smiled: "I think you are too worried, Xu Xuanrong and Song Kai don't mention it first, Yang Renjie and others are in charge of the literary and artistic army, and they have rarely lost in the battle so far, as for the other people, their abilities may be weaker, but they are not mediocre, and their identities are only the guest secretaries of Tiance Mansion, and they can't interfere in political affairs, what kind of trouble can they cause." “

Wen Yuancai was silent for a moment, and only after a long time did he smile bitterly: "I hope I was too worried." ”

As he was talking, a guard stepped out of the hall and said loudly: "King Wen has arrived, please come to the table to watch the ceremony." ”

When everyone heard this, they quickly stopped their affairs, and poured into the Qiantian Palace, but the game of Fan Difei, Li Huan, and Hu Xian was not over yet, and they tossed for a while before they dropped the poker and poured into the hall.

At this time, Yao Ruoyu was already sitting on the throne made of pure gold, and when he saw several of them running in in a hurry, he shook his head unconsciously, Wen Yuan also sighed when he saw this, and Guo Fengjie, who was not far away, couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw his expression.

After everyone was seated, Yao Ruoyu picked up the jade chopsticks and knocked on the silver bell next to the dinner plate, and said with a smile: "Open the table." Before the words fell, dozens of palace ladies lined up with all kinds of delicacies, serving them to the civil and military ministers one by one, and at the same time, twenty-seven dancing girls walked in from the side door, followed by twelve musicians, playing songs and dances.

Seeing that Yao Ruoyu did not recite the greetings as arranged in advance, Bai Junru sighed, and beside him, Bai Qiuyu pulled his father with a smile, shook his head and signaled not to care.

There are more than 100 people who are qualified to participate in the night banquet this time, in addition to the six commanders and eighteen battalion generals of the literary and artistic army, that is, the ministers and directors of the Wenwang Mansion and the five departments.

After drinking several glasses in a row, Yao Ruoyu didn't use his strength to dissolve the strength of the wine, and he was a little drunk for a while, his elbow was on the table, he supported his forehead, and said with a smile: "It's really a little too strong to drink, but you can't drink less tonight, don't get drunk and don't return, dare?"

Patting the table, Yang Renjie laughed loudly: "Why don't you dare? But old demon, don't you drink?"

"Of course!" Raising his chin domineeringly, Yao Ruoyu smiled and said, "I am the prince, and I have privileges!"

"Lie down!" Fu Feng took a slice of pork, chewed two bites, and laughed, "Brother Yao, you are engaging in privilege!"

Seeing that this group of them was laughing with Yao Ruoyu wantonly, except for a few old-fashioned people such as Wen Yuancai and Bai Junru, most of them still couldn't help but show envy, no matter how high their official position was, they obviously didn't dare to be like this group of people.

This night banquet lasted until the time of the child, when most of the people were already drunk, staggering one by one, and losing their temper to the extreme, among which Bai Qiuyu even ripped off his coat and stepped on the table to punch Yang Renjie, not paying attention to his father's blowing beard and glaring.

Supporting his cheeks, Yao Ruoyu looked at the lively scene below with a smile, his eyes wandered, and suddenly fell on the people in the Literature and Art Department.

Li Yilin and others were playing poker again, Fu Chaozan only lost an underwear, the coat was being thrown up and around Han Yiqi's fingertips, Yu Jieyi was holding the wine jug in one hand and pointing fingers, looking up and drinking from time to time, Xu Xuanrong, Jiang Siyu, and Hu Xian stood next to them, smiling and watching the excitement.

Staring at this dream-like picture, Yao Ruoyu's eyes suddenly moistened.

I remember that at this time last year, there were no Yu Jieyi, Cai Xudong, and Fan Difei, since there are more of them this year, then next year there may be more Li Yijian, Xue Yuan, Deng Mengxin, and even, Ding Yanzhi and Long Cheng can also appear here.

He was stunned for a while, and suddenly saw Cai Xudong who seemed to be in a hurry, ripped off his coat and threw it to Han Yiqi, slapped the table, and shouted something, and Li Huan and others around him burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Yao Ruoyu smiled dumbly, propped up the table and stood up, waved his hand to the attendant next to him to signal that there was no need to help, and then turned around and got off the bronzing pedestal, flicked his sleeves and walked out of the palace through the back door.

Out of the palace, being blown by the evening breeze, Yao Ruoyu's alcohol strength also disappeared, pinched the bridge of his nose, and ordered: "Later, I will send someone to send everyone back to the mansion, I will go shopping alone, you don't have to follow." ”

Behind him, the Tiance Army hesitated for a while when he heard this, but Yao Ruoyu didn't give them a chance to object, strode away, and disappeared from their field of vision in a moment.

After turning a few corners, Yao Ruoyu's steps slowed down, admiring the surrounding scenery all the way, as if because of the strength of the wine, he looked at the Jiangnan garden style that he didn't feel much on weekdays, but at this moment his heart throbbed inexplicably, recalling the city where he grew up, the streets, the high-rise buildings, but the scene in this memory, but it can only be seen after eight hundred years.

Suddenly looking up, Yao Ruoyu looked at the little stars in the sky, and he suddenly felt that he was like the stars, seemingly brilliant and bright, but he could not break free from this vast sky, or like the fish, struggling and fluttering, unable to escape the fishing net woven by fate.

"Thief ......"

At first he muttered to himself, then he pointed to the sky and roared, "Why? Why us? Why do we let us come here when we can live so well, so easily, so happy?

After scolding angrily for a long time, Yao Ruoyu pulled out the Zhanhu Sword again without anger, the sword strength was magnificent, the Ice Waterfall Sword, the Burning Sword, the Instant Thunder Sword, and the Dao Sword Power rushed straight to Xiao Han, but unfortunately no matter how he vented, all the sword energy was still dissipated in the air one by one, only the little starry starry sketched a touch of ridicule, which made Yao Ruoyu's heart more and more angry.

"Isn't that the day? You are vast, you are immeasurable, you are boundless, amazing! Do you know Marx's idea? Do you know the thoughts? You know a fart! Boundless? Then my sword will be even more vast than yours, immeasurable sword, give it to me!"

I don't know if it's the hallucination caused by the strength of the wine, when Yao Ruoyu scolded angrily, the spiritual power suddenly rushed all the way along the meridians of his right arm, and finally came to the sword edge, turning into an indescribable sword light and rising into the sky.

Unlike the Piercing Peerless Icefall, not as agile and slippery as the Fishgap Sword, and not as continuous and eternal as the Burning Sword, this sword light is constantly expanding and sweeping with a momentum that wants to fill and even race through the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, in the vast heavenly dome, the Milky Way composed of countless starlight suddenly dimmed at this moment, not its own light disappeared, but a pitch-black sword light so huge that it covered the heavens and the earth, covering all the countless brilliant starlight.

The last form of the eight swords of killing, the dry sword is completed!

Dry is the sky, the sky is immeasurable, it is this sword, the name is [Infinite Sword]!

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Just when Yao Ruoyu was going crazy with alcohol, in the distant Lanzhou City, Ding Yanzhi and Long Cheng sat opposite each other, there was no one else in the room, and the table was full of sumptuous dishes, but the two of them didn't move a single chopstick, carrying two wine jugs and silently touching each other, and then each raised his head and drank it all.

"Brother Ding, in fact, I have never understood, and you have never explained to me, why do you want to help Jin Guo? Why don't you want to help Brother Yao and them? We are a group of people together......"

It seemed that because he was drunk, Long Cheng's lips trembled a little, and after a long time, he whispered with a little cry: "Isn't it good?"

"Isn't it good?" Ding Yanzhi was also a little drunk, leaning on the back of the chair, and the fingers holding the wine jug were also a little soft, and he shook his head after a while, grinning, "Of course it's not good!"

"You and I both know that in a few hundred years, the Western powers will invade China, and even if we have so many cultivators now, will there be no more West? At that time, according to the continuation of history, our China will still tremble under the iron hooves of the West as it did in history......

Lifting the wine jug, Ding Yanzhi raised his head and took a sip, but he choked on the wine, smashed it to the ground in annoyance, gritted his teeth, and said: "Why? I know it, why don't I fight? As long as we can change history and create a prosperous dynasty that reigns in China, we don't have to be afraid of those local chickens and dogs in the West, and at that time, we can even unify the world and establish an empire that belongs to our own China!"

"But Brother Yao, they can also ......" Before Long Cheng finished speaking, Ding Yanzhi had already laughed wildly, the wine trickled down the corners of his mouth, and there was a bit of madness in his embarrassment,

Pointing at Long Cheng, Ding Yanzhi laughed and said: "I'm sure this guy has some ability, but do you think he can do it to create a dynasty that reigns over the world? ”

"Mongolian, Mongolian......" opened his eyes in amazement, and Long Cheng said blankly, "You are not assisting Wanyan ......"

"Emperor Wanyan?" Ding Yanzhi interrupted him and sneered, "He does have some level, but unfortunately, the person I really want to assist is not him, and he also knows about this matter, I came to Lanzhou just for my future layout, and I am just a deal with him." ”

The strength of the wine surged, and Long Cheng's mind was in a trance, and after a long time, he muttered: "Then, who is the person you want to assist?"

"Who is it?" Shaking his body, Ding Yanzhi slowly got up, looked through the window, looking at the distant northeast direction, and the corners of his lips suddenly hooked up a shallow smile.

"Who else could it be? created the great Mongol Empire, unified China, and conquered all Europe for a time, only he, only Temujin, known as 'Genghis Khan', is the real master of my Ding Yanzhi!"