The Southern Empire, which has been weak for many years, has been so slack that it can no longer dredge up and down, and the bureaucracy is so bloated that it no longer needs too many students to work hard and serve the country loyally, except for the armed coup d'état, this government has almost lost its ability to respond to all emergencies, and everyone is a vegetarian meal, except for the ministers who can go to the court to see the emperor and can still do something, all other bureaucrats, grades, orders, students, and talented people are just leading meager money and being idle in the public mansion! Such a so-called rich country with a bloated interior has already died internally in Yinchen's opinion, as if a patient with a dead brain lives only on instinct and ventilators, and it is only a matter of time before he perishes and falls apart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was disappointed, and although he had lost much hope for the regime, the reality had made him bitterly disappointed. In contrast, Gabroyle's mages never set up redundant government posts, and even redundant armies are not allocated, all nobles, wealthy families, legends, celebrities, if they want to get rich, and even want to live, they can only go to the end of the sea of stars to explore, call the resources, keep a part of themselves, and the rest will be handed over to Gabroyle's world government, and then get the corresponding reward according to their own magic level, only such insatiable development, never-ending fighting, can make a government, a civilization always maintain vitality and hope, in order to make more and more huge government agencies, always maintain efficiency and precision。

June's mango festival is a women's festival, the real mango is the seventh day of the first month of June, and the rest of the time, it is a follow-up treat and gift, so according to the law, only women can continue to have fun, and men have to go to work. Yinchen spent seven days perfectly, and initially gained the trust of the entire imperial court in him, but behind the scenes, he complained in front of the true king's father and son.

The true king and his son could only smile bitterly at this. Zhao Guangyi said very clearly at that time: "When I first looked for Mr., I already didn't have much hope for this court, otherwise I wouldn't have been amazed by the two treasure maps given by Mr. Although the red-clothed cannons of the imperial court are controlled, they are actually not as controlled as the sword and military formations, and they are not even recorded in the prince's private military preparation system, but they are laissez-faire. It's all ten and nine wastes, and the finished product is only one percent, and it costs a lot of money, not to mention others, even if this seat has no worries about food and clothing, it can't afford to consume it! Therefore, Sir's treasure map is really a dead chess game to live! In fact, this seat has long planned to do that thing to turn the tide with his own strength! Now all kinds of shortcomings in the imperial court, Mr. must ignore them, it will only increase the troubles, it is better to calm down and think about what this little power in his hand can do for the common people in the world!" After Yinchen listened to the words of the true king Zhao Guangyi, he no longer complained, but took the time to teach Zhao Lingfeng more carefully.

【Showa 8 June 14 ・ Ginsuikaku】

The man-made paste reflected the sky, but it showed a clear color bluer than the sky, obscuring a small piece of the eastern sky, delineating a bright red area in the blue sky, like a copper wire burning in the ozone, like the aftermath of the sun tilted by the city.

The sunset is not rushed, but like a traveler returning home, walking towards the lonely western tower of the city, the spire of the Fahua Temple pokes the face of the setting sun, in the dazzling red-orange light, the whole tower is shrouded in a layer of golden Buddha light, pure golden outline, it looks like a portal to the distant western heavenly bliss.

Under the sixteen-story tower, less than five hundred steps to the east, or even just crossing a crimson palace wall and a wide avenue, is the very few Fengyue treasure land with silver glass spires in the entire city, the Silver Cui Pavilion. This is the second famous green building of Pershing after the Cardinal Building, compared with the claustrophobic and mysterious of the Cardinal Building, focusing on security and confidentiality, here, more open, and more debauched, in addition to the famous head Xiao Yinfei, of course, there is also a strong attraction to anyone Sanwei back to the pot meat, colorful koi carp, the girls here are better than the Cardinal Building, but they are also more depraved and open, it is said that in the entire Yincui Pavilion, except for Xiao Yinfei, all the girls are sold out.

Dressed in a dark red low-key robe, Silver Dust held his hood high to cover his fluttering silver hair, and under the protection of several guards who were also low-key and erected their hoods, he unhurriedly crossed the threshold and walked into the Silver Green Pavilion, which was covered in ornate silver ornaments from the inside out.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight exuding the heat of the west just happened to be neatly cut against the threshold, cutting the mortal dust into two pieces, one was the dusty and noisy street, and the other was the wind and dust world with the curtain hanging low and the candlelight in the daytime.

Normally, only men enter and exit the main gate here, and every male animal who crosses the threshold will only be smeared with a greasy and greasy greedy expression on his face, which is very ugly, but at this moment, because of the arrival of another lady, it suddenly becomes elegant and noble.

Silver dust crossed the threshold, and what came to his face was not the vulgar and glamorous atmosphere of the imaginary genuine green building, not the flesh color of the skirt full of eyes, not the sticky fat powder taste of the nose, but the clean and elegant, even sacred and noble silver decoration, in the screen, the layers of mountains outlined by silver, with the jumping turquoise decoration, there is a dark luxury, mysterious and quiet beauty.

"This is really a Slytherin aesthetic!" Silverdust spat irresponsibly, bypassing the screen, and under the guidance of the young prostitute, up the same dark and luxurious, expensive carpeted staircase, the sound of footsteps or something.

The silver pupils with delicate magic patterns were full of vigilance and solemnity, not like the other guests who came with them, exuding an atmosphere of excitement and indulgence. In the Silver Pavilion, all the ordinary girls who did not have a grade number were wearing uniform dresses, plain white and clean translucent silk robes, and there were also circles of strange styles of golden silk threads embroidered on them, all of them looked innocent and holy, beautiful and noble, which was a kind of "Aum Shinrikyo" that was denounced as a cult by the brigade merchants on the mysterious continent on the other side of the planet The temple nuns and even saints dressed up, the sacred robes, coupled with the quiet and elegant words and deeds that have been rigorously trained from the official church department, can really make distant travelers mistakenly think that they are a group of captured Aum Shinrikyo members, and also make every foreign vassal king who knows the truth churn in their hearts with unimaginable dark desires, on the other side of the world, the captured Aum Shinrikyo saints, who are the most expensive slaves on the black market, are rare toys that can be bought back and can be played with, humiliated, and cruel without fear of being judged by God, and are the forbidden descendants who never tire of playing in the hands of the great nobles of distant feudal countries。

For this reason, the Silver Pavilion was called "the city of the king's forbidden descendants" by those merchants who came from afar.

Silver Dust followed the swaying goddess-robed woman, smelling the cold and holy fragrance on her body, and a deeper and darker vigilance rolled in his heart. He didn't think there was any benefit or disadvantage in imitating the holy woman's costume of the Western Religion to play with the temptation of uniforms, he only noticed the chaotic and evil wind brought up by the girl's holy body fragrance at this time.

That is the unique style of Yin and Yang and Hezong.

In the Silver Cui Pavilion, there was this kind of chaotic and filthy wind almost everywhere, and every junior girl had such a gray fragrance on her body. Yin Chen, who had suffered losses under the hands of Yin Yang and Hezong, was extremely alert to this, but he couldn't stop others from pounced on these girls.

He followed the girl to the top floor of the Silver Pavilion, which was the place where the distinguished guests had their leisure and entertainment, and at this time, this was also the only bright hall in the entire Silver Pavilion where the curtains were folded away and the windows were opened, and the beams of the setting sun shone in, making a reddish-orange halo on the golden walnut wood furniture here, shining on the faces of every distinguished guest, and dyeing their faces all red with excitement.

It seems that the entertainment program has been going on for a while.

In the spacious hall on the top floor, the tables and chairs are all against the wall, and a huge platform is built out of wood in the middle, on which is covered with a precious carpet of rose, and on the intricate patterns, three women in exotic robes are singing and dancing on it, and the huqin plays a song full of desert style, and the lyrics of those girls seem to be specially translated, although they barely rhyme, but there is always no flat rhythm, and many strange words make the guests full of curiosity.

In their songs, the desert always seems to be sunny, the oasis is always full of the miracle of life, even the grape cantaloupe is a gift from the gods, and the people there always seem to live carefree, a beautiful and quiet idyll.

Silver Dust let out a very unsightly cold snort from his nasal cavity, his voice was so small that it was drowned in the song and dance, and no one could hear it.

He quickly and low-key scurried across the audience like a ghost, flashed from under the high platform, accurately found the location of the true king Zhao Lingfeng, and then sat down, startling the young true king.

"Here!" Zhao Lingfeng said with a little relief, and it could be seen that he seemed to be a little bored.

"How's it going?" asked Silverdust softly.

"It's still foreplay! The real finale of the princess Oran hasn't appeared yet! These are good now, but they're just some singing and dancing with a change of tune, and it's quite fresh to listen to at first, but after listening to it, it's also a little tired. ”

"Doesn't it mean that there are only forty vassal states that have come to pay tribute this year? How can there be so many people performing?" Yinchen asked, he heard at the welcome ceremony in the morning that the vassal states that came to pay tribute this year are rare and deserted like never before in history, if nothing else, because of the scorching offensive of the northern country, most of the one hundred and twenty-eight feudal states that were originally registered have now taken refuge in the northern country, and even these vassal states that still come to the southern country to pay tribute, and the foot merchants have already had many secret enemies, and they came to the southern country just to be a spy.

With so few people, it should form a bleak and lonely party?

"Don't forget that we still have to return the gift, as many vassal kingdoms as we come, we have to prepare as many different singing and dancing performances as we come. Zhao Lingfeng said a little depressedly: "Actually, I don't like this kind of silk and bamboo wind music very much, I think if you want to listen to the music, wouldn't it be better to play the piano and sing alone?"

Yinchen was about to answer, but he heard a clear voice with a lot of soft fat powder breath nearby: "Not only are there many fewer feudal kingdoms coming this time, but even the singing and dancing artists on stage have become so bad!" There was a lot of dissatisfaction in his tone, and Yinchen looked at it in a blink of an eye, who was the person who spoke, who was not Zhao Yuheng?

Sure enough, after the three girls went down, it was the envoy of the vassal king of Tangnu Wulianghai who came to the stage, it was a pair of men and women wrapped in turbans, the man played the poplar and sang a tender ballad of "marrying a daughter far away", and the girl danced on the stage, her figure was very graceful, but between the dance steps, it may not be any better than the previous group.

"It's just marrying a daughter. Zhao Lingfeng commented in a low voice, Yinchen's eyes turned to the princes and nephews who were present, and found that most of them were not interested, and there was not much applause from the audience, as if the whole party was just a formality. Zhao Yuheng was almost fascinated when he heard it, cheered loudly, and said: "The girl is the most sad when she gets married, but this song happens to be gentle and sad, so good!"

"I knew that my father was here, and he liked to hear that. Zhao Lingfeng listened to Zhao Yuheng's random shouting and screaming, and felt even more bored, but it was a matter of national etiquette, he couldn't get up and leave the table: "This is not a formal banquet, generally speaking, only the family members of the royal palace are here, sir, you look at those who respect the prince and the prince, you know, this time, but it is the first time in my life to participate in this kind of party, I think it is very fresh, but who ......knows."

"Bear with me, if Oran is also at this level, it is really hopeless. Yinchen said vaguely, but he didn't expect that as soon as the two of Tangnu Wulianghai went, three men carried a screaming shelf up, and at the top of the triangular shelf, there was a plate flat, but it was only a circle larger than the palm of the hand, and everyone looked at it, but they didn't know what to do, and Zhao Yuheng thought they were going to make a fire.

"Do you want to go on the barbecue? Zhao Detian, the prince of the king, couldn't help but get excited, and the others were also curious, this is the first novelty in this party, right?

Then I thought that the little girl with blond hair and blue eyes, combed with soft twist braids, and fair skin like milk, walked out, and there was a sound of surprise in the four seats, it turned out that the team of the vassal kings who came to Nagong to do business, it was to trek thousands of rivers and mountains on two legs, and the nearest one was thousands of miles, and the farthest was only afraid of tens of thousands of miles, so there were few old people among them, and there were no children, most of them were young and middle-aged men, and girls of about twenty years old who had an artistic exchange, but the little girl in front of her looked no more than ten years old, almost smaller than before Yinchen first entered the Red Blood Secret Realm, and was thin and weak, soft and tenderI really don't know how she came all the way from Silla Kingdom, which is thousands of miles away, that is to cross the vast and boundless desert, and adults are still dead.