However, the people around him didn't know, but deep in Qiu Qianren's heart full of shame and pride, they were still shocked by the order given by Wanyan Honglie just now. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

His situation is different from Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu, one is the famous river thief and water bandit Ghost Gate Dragon King who dominates the Yellow River, and the other is the northern martial arts who act viciously ~ Murderous like hemp led his subordinates to stir up wind and rain in Shanxi and Hebei, and the famous peerless bandit Thousand Hands slaughtered, the two of them were even more personal friends to help each other, and made a big deal without capital.

And his master Shangguan Jiannan was originally a general under the famous anti-gold general Han Shizhong, only because Han Shizhong was cut off from the military power and left his post idle, only then did he resent the traitorous ministers of the court to take his brothers Yu Jingxiang and join the Iron Palm Gang that was still weak and sparse at that time, only now, the Iron Palm Gang is huge~ In the rivers and lakes, it has gradually followed and can compete with the beggars in the north, which is also the reason why the corporal of the Lixian is intersected by the end of the Yan Honglie Festival, of course, the main thing now is to value Qiu Qianren's great power in the city of Jiaxing that day, and the invincible heroic posture of the iron palm.

And because of the day, Jin Bing Wanderer found his traces in the barren forest and wilderness, and he had already known Wanyan Honglie and had serious internal injuries in his body, so he simply did not retreat and entered the military camp with the road scout, after all, the tonic medicine in the barren mountains is difficult to find, but he didn't expect to hear such heavy information.

Flowers bloom at both ends ~ one for each table.

Just when Yan Honglie's words of southern invasion came out, Qiu Qianren's heart was surging, in the back garden of the East Palace of Lin'an Palace, on the gold and jade bronze mirror carved by the luxurious golden silk fragrant wood on the dressing cabinet, there was a beautiful beauty without fat powder ~ beautiful and gentle.

It's just that her simple and ordinary coarse shirt and cloth clothes with sewn and embroidered patches in a few places, as well as her calm and waveless eyes, are incompatible with this luxuriously decorated pavilion and rich hall.

Behind him, a phoenix brocade shirt wearing gold satin silk dragged three feet long, and his face was rich. The woman who came slowly with a graceful temperament, couldn't help frowning when she saw her appearance, and swayed with the heavy phoenix wisp gold and jade agate crown on the top of her head towards the phoenix bun, but it was the current queen of the world, Yang, but seeing her face, she calmly asked to the side: "What's the matter~?" Why haven't you let the princess change into clothes and decorations~, don't you know when to worship the auspicious days~? ”

"Bang~"

As soon as the words fell, the two palace maids who were already trembling on the side instantly knelt on the ground: "The queen mother forgives her sins~, it's not that the slaves don't want to change clothes for the princess~, it's just that the princess doesn't let the slaves serve!" ”

"Oh~" Empress Yang raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, and glanced at the beautiful and silent face in the bronze mirror, her eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, and she just put it away for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Then is it possible that today's glorious day has made the imperial concubine wear a rough shirt to worship the world and see the hundred officials. Serve the Emperor? So what do you want~? Come on~, bring these two people into Shuzhai Palace~, and wait until today's celebration to deal with it~! ”

"Niangniang spare her life~, the queen's mother spares her life~!"

"Queen Mother~, Queen Mother!"

The immature and pitiful voices of the two palace maids became more and more sad as several female officials approached, although they had just entered the palace not long ago, they also knew the horror of Shuzhai Palace, and there were already many girls in it who had passed away.

"Alas~" and Bao Xiweak, who had been in the middle of the day without waves on the side, couldn't help but sigh, and glanced at the neatly placed red Yanluan Fenghua clothes on the side before closing her eyes and slowly standing up, how could she look at the two cardamom girls who were just thirteen years old and in danger because of themselves, so she should finally do another good deed within her ability.

As Bao Xi got up weakly and sighed lightly, a sneer flashed in Queen Yang's rich face, and then the corners of her mouth were slightly reprimanded: "What are you two ~ still kneeling for~?" Why don't you come to serve the imperial concubine and put on a phoenix brocade~? ”

"Yes ~ Yes ~ , Queen Xie forgives her sins~ Xie Huang Niang!"

Looking at the two little palace maids who quickly took off the woman's coarse cloth clothes with their hands and feet, Queen Yang also let go of her lightly held palm and walked lightly to the Wen Collapse, chuckled and stroked her smooth jade back, and sighed in harmony: "My sister's delicate posture and such a red face make my sister envious~!" ”

It's a pity~, when I heard this, I regretted that my face was weak, and I just stretched out my arms and raised it lightly with the palace maid.

Her reaction made the anger in the depths of Empress Yang's eyes even more fierce, and the fingers under the golden silk phoenix brocade also shook lightly: "Damn~, if you hadn't given birth to a good son~, this palace would have made it difficult for you to live and die~!" ”

Although she was ruthless in her heart, she had been in the harem for so many years, but Queen Yang's face did not show a trace of abnormality, she still smiled softly and waved her hand back.

"Niangniang~"

"Hmm~" When the female officer brought a sandalwood brocade box, Queen Yang responded lightly and slowly opened it and took out the golden jade treasure hairpin from it, and sighed slightly with reminiscence: "Alas~, this is still the hairpin that the Queen Mother gave me more than ten years ago~, it has been so long in the blink of an eye~, today's sister, your happy day will be a gift for my sister." Come~Let my sister give you a hairpin~! ”

Half an hour later.

"Niangniang~, the emperor sent Waiter Li to ask if the imperial concubine had cleaned up properly~, it was almost time to worship Tianji~!"

"Hongu knows~!" Looking at the unpowdered face of the woman in front of her, taking off her coarse clothes and becoming more and more delicate after being dressed, Queen Yang responded lightly, and then chuckled: "Sister's beautiful talent makes the official family can't wait~!" ”

said on his lips, but Queen Yang's mind under the peaceful gaze became more and more cold~, since the emperor was obsessed with Taoism and cultivated the art of raising pills, he had not stayed in her East Palace for several years, and now he sent a personal attendant to urge this country widow who didn't know the root cause and brought a childish to urge here, it's really damn it~!

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and then whispered: "Sister~ Let's go, I think that the child hasn't seen you for a few days, and I should miss you."

"Guo'er~......" Hearing the sound ~, Bao Xi's weak eyes, who were silent and speechless, flashed a glimmer of light in an instant, but he walked towards the door with heavy steps.

"Imperial Princess~Wait~, haven't ...... yet"

"No need~, you follow the princess, don't miss the auspicious time~!" waved her hand to interrupt the palace maid who wanted to call, and then Queen Yang slowly stretched out her hands with a smile in her eyes, and waited for the attendant behind her to pull the three-foot Lianjin before recovering the posture of the mother and the world and slowly followed.

Daqing Palace, located in the gate of Lin'an South Palace, is the place of the Great Dynasty Meeting is also a multi-functional palace, as the suburbs of the Ming Hall called "Duancheng", the strategist called "Jiying", the banquet to the envoy recites "Chongde", the martial arts confer the official words "speak of martial arts", and change the plaque at any time to prepare for change.

At this time, the plaque is hanging with the three words of Duancheng Palace, and Zhao Kuo, who has changed his sacrificial clothes in the hall, bowed his head slightly with a solemn face whispered by a warden, and the eunuch also quickly left his body and stood in the right hall after receiving the order, and sang loudly: "The auspicious time has arrived~, and the sacrifice to heaven begins~!" ”

"Welcome to the Emperor~!"

Outside the Duancheng Palace, the civil and military officials who stood under the scorching sun for a long time also echoed when they heard the chant.

After a while~, when Zhao Kuo's solemn face slowly stepped out of the high threshold of the palace gate, an attendant at the door continued to recite: "The Son of Heaven moved ~ Sacrifice to the sky ~, chime drum ringing bell!" ”

"Doot~Doot~Doo~" "Dot Knock~Knock Knock~Woo~Pap~~"

"Bell ~ Bell ~ Bell ~ Bell ~ Ding ~ Ding ~

cough ~ I don't know how to describe it ~ anyway, it is a Zhonghe Shao music composed of more than sixty musical instruments, and the Chinese military officials, palace attendants and forbidden soldiers are silent and neatly looking up, the scene is very solemn and spectacular, it is purple ~ skip skip ~ .

With the sound of bells and drums, the emperor walked slowly towards the open-air altar, the southeast side burned calves, the southwest was already hanging high, and the smoke and clouds were ethereal ~ The candle shadow was shining red in the palace.

And a certain little guy was frowning and looking around at something at this time, and after a long time, he couldn't help but pout: "Uncle Chebu~, why haven't I seen my mother yet~!" ”

"It's okay~Come on, you can see your mother later~!" Hearing the sound~, Che Bu also nodded slightly, withdrew his gaze from a corner, lowered his head and comforted him, and then said to the guy on the side: "Seven~Wait a minute, remember what I said~!" ”

"Hmm~, Dabu~ You can rest assured~, Xiao Guo'er has me Xie Qi watching!"

Listening to Xie Laoqi's rough assurance, Che Bu's cheeks twitched, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's because of you that I'm really not at ease~!" Forget it~ I can only believe you again~! ”

"Mother~Mother~, Uncle Chebu~Mother~, I saw Mother~!"

Just when Che Bu sighed and Xie Lao Qi was concentrating on being on guard at all times~, the little guy happily pulled the corners of the two of them, and the sound of joy was straight outside the quiet and solemn Duancheng Palace, but it was a star, and the duke who stood in the corner took back his cold gaze from Shi Miyuan, who was standing at the head of the hundred officials under the altar, as the little guy spoke.

The place of worship on the open-air altar has just finished worshiping the gods of the five directions, the sun, the moon, the wind and the rain ~ the tablet of stars, clouds and thunder, Song Ningzong Zhao Kuo, who is upright and is standing on the heavenly jade silk, has a solemn face, and when he heard the chaotic children's voices below, he couldn't help frowning his forehead coldly, and when he glanced at the place where the voice came from through the god in front of him, he just smiled mildly in an instant.

Then he waved his hand to the waiter who wanted to step forward, and then solemnly turned to face the civil and military officials who stood under the arch of the altar bowed their heads and stretched their arms to look at it, and recited in his mouth: "On the noon of the year, on the occasion of the mid-autumn of the fifteenth year of Jiading, the Ruixiang of the sky ~, the Shengcheng of Jiaxing in the south of the Song Dynasty ~ when the true saint appeared, and all the people of Fatai admired ~, now worship the gods ~ bring the old civil and military officials and ministers of the old Weng Weng and this seal to sacrifice the world and the earth ~, the name of the palace is sincere ~, I am self-pleading ~, the hundred officials are Ming En ~ Weng Lao Anshou, and the sacredness is sacred! Now the divine dharma body is revealed~! ”

As Zhao Kuo's majestic voice fell, the old men who had been standing for a long time were solemnly straightened their backs, and the sound of bells and drums that had not stopped was also a tuning change, and the music of Qingping suddenly became solemn and enthusiastic, and the elite soldiers and armorers dressed in majesty and solemnity under the altar also cheered and danced the dance of dry relatives.

"All living beings sacrifice their eyes~, welcome... God of War Law Phase~! ”

"Roar~, God of War~, God of War~!"

With the countless armor guards under the altar shouting, a tall statue of Wuwei on the altar was covered by a rectangular brocade cloth~ The golden light and lifelike Wuwei statue was instantly revealed.

And the little guy who was gently pouted by the car cloth and looked at his mother in hopes of looking at his mother didn't know that the gold in the depths of his eyes was becoming clearer and clearer.

"Huh~!" Wang Ming, who was far away in Kyoto, the Kingdom of Jin, couldn't help but sigh lightly as the ritual of the festival proceeded slowly, and the source power of the Yuan Shen Line did not hesitate to lose the faint thoughts left at will that day, and only after a while did he feel a slight voice and said: "Is it dragon qi~?" It's a pity that it's too far away and it's not the seed of the divine soul~, I can't explore it in detail~! But ~let's give it a try today~! Whew~, the source channel~ open! Divine soul connection ~ aura condensation ~ , down! ”

"Ah~!"

After a few breaths, Zhao Kuo, who was leading the ministers to kneel and bow nine times on the open-air altar, had not yet gotten up, and suddenly an exclamation came from his ears~, and it was not the shout of the only one with the god just now, one after another, even the sound of the drum music was stagnant and chaotic, this time as the emperor, he could no longer suppress his face and was angry, and instantly got up and shook his dragon robe, and said angrily in his mouth: "The day of worshipping the sky~, you are waiting for it...... Yes~! ”

Long Yan was furious, Zhao Kuo just turned around and exclaimed, only to see that the little guy who was still blankly pouting and looking at Bao Xiqiao from a distance behind him slowly condensed a vague figure as the five-colored points of light in the sky gathered, and the time passed, and the figure became more and more clear under countless eyes, and it was even more awe-inspiring and domineering. "War~~ God of War!"

"Ah~Monkey Master~!"

Wang Ming, who had just completely shifted his mind, heard a stunned and immature voice with joy in his ears~, and the figure condensed with spiritual power was almost illusory and recondensed, but when he thought of the scene when the two met at the beginning, he sat quietly at the corner of his mouth at the Kyoto inn and chuckled, it seems that the little guy has not forgotten his real master, and the golden god of war in the Lin'an Palace, who is full of war intent and martial arts, also slowly lowered his head and stretched out his hairy palm to caress her little head.

"Master Monkey~, where are you hiding~, why haven't I seen you for so long~, I've begged you in my heart for a long time~!"

Hearing the sound~, Wang Ming's demon god Qi Tian's body just shook his head slightly, if it weren't for the palace dragon qi that made him a little curious, he would not hesitate to postpone the condensation of his body's source power and pass on his soul consciousness, he wouldn't really show up~, just need the help of his mind to solve all the troubles, thinking of this~, the body of the demon god proudly glanced at the palace with the ritual of the festival slowly circling the behemoth that ordinary people ignore, and whispered softly in his heart: "The body of the green dragon~, Mu Ye!" ”

"Ang ......"

With a dragon roar that no one could hear~, the green dragon who was unconscious in this world only represented the fortune of the dynasty and had no power, but it slowly circled and wanted to disappear into the void again.

Glancing at the posture of the Qinglong Phantom, Wang Ming couldn't help but sneer: "Heh~I want to go~, when I lose so much space source power, I really want to see what you look like~!" Earthquake ~~" (To be continued.) )