The Imperial Palace appeared in front of Jiang He's eyes, just as when he first saw Kyoto City, Jiang He's heart faintly gave birth to a sense of awe of worship. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I have to admire the wisdom and ability of my predecessors, I don't know how many people participated in the construction of this gorgeous palace, and I don't know how many ups and downs and dynasty changes this palace has carried.

Jiang He stood in front of the city gate, looking at this majestic and wide city gate, silent and silent.

Now that you're here, there's no reason not to go in and take a look. Perhaps this has become the slogan of too many people's worthless march, and they always regret it in the end, because there is really nothing worth going to in it.

But life is exactly like this, if you don't even have the experience of going in and seeing, how can you tell others that it's not worth going in?

People always have to do something meaningless in this life.

Jiang He smiled slightly, raised his head and looked at the scarlet city gate and the guardrails carved in white jade, and suddenly remembered the name of this city gate, Vermilion Bird Gate.

Is it like a flaming finch spreading its wings?

Jiang He shook his head slightly, and didn't feel like it, if he understood it like this, wouldn't Xuanwumen be an old turtle crawling about to enter the sea?

Jiang He smiled slightly, and several officials in front of him were wearing red official mansions to enter the door, Jiang He also quickly put away his novel expression like a dirt bun and entered the city, and walked towards the door with a paper umbrella.

All important imperial examinations and ceremonies are always held in the Xingyuan Palace, and at this moment many red carpets have been rolled out, and the maids and eunuchs are doing the final arrangement work in an orderly manner.

Delicious melons, fruits and snacks are precisely placed on exquisite plates.

The wine has not yet been served, but the wine bottle has been placed, and the simple and delicate patterns on the wine bottle are full of royal special aesthetics and luxury pursuits.

Jiang He followed the little eunuch who led the way to the place where he should be sitting, a little far away from the position of the honorable driver in the distance, which could only be regarded as a corner, and the rows of small tables had been placed neatly, and all the students were kneeling in front of the tables.

They sat on their knees in twos and threes, and then chatted with each other, and it was not yet the official moment of the beginning, so it seemed a little casual. Jiang He found that he didn't know them, so he chose a place on the edge and sat down.

In fact, Jiang He doesn't like to kneel very much, he feels that this is very tiring, which is not only a kind of torture for himself, but also a kind of torture for the person you talk to. What if the person talking to you is a chatter, and he can't finish talking for an hour or two, is he just waiting for his legs to be swollen?

No wonder there are always some old scholars who look a little loopy.

Jiang He suddenly laughed happily when he came here, and he put his feet on the table casually, planning to do it when the banquet officially began. He adjusted his strange sitting position, and then noticed that several candidates seemed to be pointing at him.

Jiang He turned his face and looked at the candidates, several of whom were already bearded and had vicissitudes of life. Jiang He grinned at them, trying to make himself look friendly and warm, and easy to talk to.

As a result, those people looked at Jiang He twice and stopped looking at this side, maybe they thought that Jiang He, a little offspring, was a little rude when he laughed? Jiang He didn't know, but he saw an acquaintance.

Li Qiushuang was walking from outside the hall wearing his trademark plum blossom button gown, but today the button of the collar was changed to black. Behind him was still the noble man, and the row of colorful people was more gorgeous than the garland and wine cloth arranged by the maid.

Li Qiushuang also saw Jiang He, who was raising his eyebrows and smiling happily at him.

Li Qiushuang's eyebrows were also raised slightly, but he didn't smile, he just looked at Jiang He lightly, which made people unable to see through his expression, and the group of noble sons behind him naturally didn't have such a good heart shape as him, as soon as they saw Jiang He, they remembered the silver taels they threw out, and it was this culprit who was still smirking that made them go to Hualou more than half of the times!

So Jiang He obviously felt the killing intent in their eyebrows, but Jiang He still smiled, as if he didn't care at all.

Li Qiushuang put away her expression, and then walked to this seat, and the younger brothers behind her saw that the eldest brother had nothing to say, so they no longer continued to fight with Jiang He, a stupid roe deer, and walked in front of Jiang He with their heads up.

Jiang He didn't say a word, nor did he look at it, except for the moment when the two teams met their eyes, it was as if they couldn't see each other at the moment. But that didn't mean the others couldn't see it, so a familiar and sharp voice came from behind Jiang He.

"Oh, isn't this Boss Li, I didn't expect you to come?"

"Poof. Jiang He suddenly spit out the tea that he had just drunk in his mouth, and he turned his head to look for the source of this familiar voice of the sao bao, and the young man who was in trouble that day was really standing there looking at this side with a scornful face.

Sure enough, if you are the cheapest, you are invincible, Jiang He looked at him with a black line, thinking to himself how this troublemaker also entered the Protectorate, it seems that there will be no quiet days in the Protectorate in the future...

Li Qiushuang's face instantly became a little ugly, like a dark cloud gathering between his forehead and sinking into water.

Several young men behind him looked at him with disgust, as if they were looking at flies.

A young man in purple looked at the young man and said in a cold voice: "Bai Xiaohua, this is not a place where you can cause trouble, be careful that your head is not enough to cut off." ”

Bai Xiaohua?Jiang He listened to the words of the purple-clothed young man to know the name of this troublemaker.

That day it was in the list of the first middle rolls. At first, Jiang He thought it was a woman, but he didn't expect it to be the real name of this young man.

Bai Xiaohua still smiled when he heard this, as if he hadn't heard it, and then he raised his right hand, made a somewhat obscene gesture, and said provocatively: "See you at the Qingteng meeting, sons." ”

....

Jiang He looked at the nobles who were about to run away, and suddenly wanted to laugh, the truth that the wicked still need the wicked to grind is really unchanged.

After saying this, Bai Xiaohua no longer looked at the expressions of those people, and walked straight towards the river.

Jiang He looked at him in a daze, until he sat down beside Jiang He, and directly picked up the melons and fruits on the table and began to eat.

Jiang He was about to speak, Bai Xiaohua swallowed the grape, and then smashed his mouth and spoke first: "Brother Tai, long time no see." ”

"Uh... Long time no see. ”

Bai Xiaohua picked up another tribute pear and ate it, and then muttered: "Grandma's, the fruits in the palace are much better than the wild fruits in the mountains.... By the way, Brother Tai hasn't asked your name yet?"

Jiang He couldn't help but want to eat it when he saw him gobbling it up, and then he picked one of the purple-red grapes and tasted it, it was indeed very sweet, except for the sourness on the skin, the sweetness in the mouth was indeed full.

"I?.... My name is Jianghe, the river of rivers and seas..."

Before Jiang He could finish speaking, Bai Xiaohua suddenly interrupted him again.

Bai Xiaohua opened his mouth widely, there were still some uneaten pears in his mouth, a drop of juice had slipped to his mouth, looking a little disgusting, Jiang He frowned, looking at Bai Xiaohua with disgust.

Bai Xiaohua's eyes widened, just like the longan on the table, his throat rolled, swallowed the pear in his mouth, and then said in shock: "You... You're the river?!"

Jiang He nodded slightly and ate another grape.

Bai Xiaohua's face instantly showed a look of reverence, and her small eyes squinted at Jiang He, as if she was full of worship, of course Jiang He didn't want to accept such worship.

"And you really answered all those questions?"

Jiang He nodded again.

"Wow, I thought you were bragging!" Bai Xiaohua's eyes were already covered by the endless look of adoration, looking at the river like a monster.

Jiang He didn't know what words to use to answer, he felt that it was more difficult to talk to Bai Xiaohua than to talk to Hu Xiaoliu, because he didn't know what the other party was thinking in his head at the moment.

Therefore, Jiang He could only eat the fruit on the table by himself.

"Tut-tut.... I really didn't expect that the dignified Shangsheng would be sitting next to me at this moment, Brother Jiang, honored, honored!" he also raised his hand and saluted Jiang He with his fists in his hands.

The black line between the river's foreheads rose again, but he didn't intend to return the gift.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, don't you know how to cultivate?"

"Hmm. ”

"No wonder I was beaten so badly that day. ”

“....”

"How have I seen your clothes, ah, are you from the White Dragon Gang?"

"Hmm. ”

"Oh my God, no wonder Hu Xiaoliu called you Seventh Master, you are really the leader of the White Dragon Gang?"

"Uh-huh....."

"Wow... Who's that inside you...."

"Bai Xiaohua, if you say another word, I'll sit over there. ”

Jiang He finally couldn't stand the chatter around him, obviously eating the delicious tribute fruit happily, but there was always such a dozen flies buzzing around him, Jiang He felt that he was almost in the mood to swallow this fruit.

Seeing Jiang He staring at him viciously, Bai Xiaohua smiled, then closed her mouth and waved her hand, indicating that she would never say a word again.

And as Bai Xiaohua quieted down, Jiang He saw that before he knew it, almost all the important officials in this hall had arrived.

The bearded ones who don't have long beards, the fat ones who are thin, the good-looking ones who are not good-looking, different official uniforms and different people, saying this in a stumbling manner, eating melons and fruits.

Looking at these people, Jiang He suddenly felt a little nervous, it was the first time he had seen such a big battle, you must know that the people sitting here are all important ministers in the court, and which one of them is a simple character.

Only Bai Xiaohua and the white flowers around him are still grass poor scholars, although they sit in the same hall with them, the gold content in this is really too far behind. Of course, it's no wonder that Jiang He, after all, he didn't even hold a few important conferences during his lifetime, so let it participate in the palace banquet, of course, nervousness is inevitable.

Jiang He squeezed his sweaty hands, and then saw a few acquaintances.

Wu Qingming sat in the second row in front of him, talking to a senior official beside him without smiling.

There is also the Lord Shangshu of the Military Department, who is slightly chubby and has a pothole-ridden face, who is sitting opposite Wu Qingming, and his face does not seem to be very good-looking.

There was another one, Ling Yufeng, the general of Huaihua, who was also sitting not far away, drinking the wine in the bowl in a big gulp.

As for why Jiang He recognized them, it was Hu Xiaoliu's credit, he gave himself a few paintings that time, so that he could look at them, and these two people were the must-kill people on the White Dragon Gang's list.

Of course, these two masterminds of the assassination that night must not be forgotten.

Jiang He squinted slightly, looked at the familiar or unfamiliar faces, and then wrote them down one by one.

It's as simple as jotting down lines and lines in a book, but it's a question of when to erase those big words.