As usual, the emperor's birthday present brought together all the curiosities of the world, and officials everywhere displayed what they could find in the most prominent place like peacocks vying to display their tail feathers.

When Yuan Qing saw the emperor, he was standing in front of a Taihu Lake stone, smiling and nodding slowly.

It is a stone that can amaze and amaze both the literati and the villagers, and the power of nature and coincidences have carved it into a complex and beautiful appearance, with not only the mountains and rocks, but also the pavilions, which are like a picture scroll.

It deserves the emperor's appreciation, but among today's many treasures, this Taihu stone is not the most eye-catching.

Next to the stone, there is a bright red coral, a man tall, with a brilliant color, which is extremely rare, although it may not be better than the Taihu stone, but it is more striking than it.

In addition to these two, the lake also lists all kinds of treasures from all over the world, which are dazzling and dazzling.

Seeing Yuan Qing, the emperor smiled and nodded to him, this is a very high courtesy, after all, there are so many people attending the banquet that it is extremely expensive, and what can make the emperor notice is always only a few.

Yuan Qing was very satisfied with this, but he was very sober and did not forget that he had something to do when he came here.

The Six Princes looked around quietly and found a suitable target among the gifts.

Following behind the emperor, Yuan Qing patiently echoed everyone's flattery and the emperor's every nod and smile, and finally, he finally saw the emperor walk in front of the gift.

It was a living creature, a pure white fox, so among the many treasures, it would not go unnoticed.

"This is an extremely rare white fox, not like the snow fox in the far north, it is even rarer, and it is even more rare to have a strange fragrance with you, no one has seen this strange beast born for hundreds of years. ”

Seeing that Yuan Qing was in high spirits, the smile on the emperor's face became obvious.

"Legend has it that this white fox is hidden on the green hill of Guxian Mountain, but what is more interesting is another theory. Yuan Qing is like a skilled storyteller, perfectly attracting everyone's attention, and narrating, "The white fox is actually an ordinary red color, but later its parents suffered, and its brothers only cared about fleeing for their lives, leaving it to persist and finally save their parents, but because of this, their hair turned white, and they became what they are now." ”

Although it is a simple story, very old-fashioned, it is better than the idea is extremely positive, and the people present are true or false, they all feel it, and Yuan Qing speaks hard, so it has attracted a lot of admiration for a while.

"The six princes are really filial!"

Listening to what many people around him said, Yuan Qing was very satisfied, but the emperor didn't seem to express it obviously, and he was a little disappointed.

Soon, however, the disappointment dissipated.

The third prince, the fifth prince, and the seventh prince all came, and Yuan Qing's brothers were all like him, full of "filial piety".

There's nothing to worry about, everyone here wants to do the same thing, and they can't fail.

Thinking like this, Yuan Qing walked into his brothers with a smile.

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Jinling.

On the night of Halloween, the city reveals its most beautiful side, as if a flower is in full bloom amid the gentle sound of water waves.

People dressed up and went to the river in the dusk moonlight, and the streets were full of colorful lanterns, and the river was full of lanterns, as if the Milky Way had fallen from the sky and fell to the ground.

The streets are filled with dark incense.

Of all the good and romantic things, only Magellan is a disappointing foreign object.

His black robe, his sword, his silence, everything was out of place, cold and blinding.

But fortunately, the people in the city were so immersed in the beauty that they didn't care about him.

So Magellan walked alone along the city's avenues without getting into trouble.

He didn't know it was a special day, but although it was a bit of a surprise, Magellan had no intention of changing his plans.

Unhurriedly along the avenue in the middle of the city, past the crowd with smiles on his face, Magellan headed towards his goal.

Then he stopped in front of the darkness.

This is Tianxiang Building.

Located in the center of Jinling, two pavilions are opposite each other and are connected by three covered bridges. One of the pavilions is built on the shore, adjacent to the avenue, the courtyard is deep, there are the mountains and rivers built by extremely clever craftsmen, the weather is thousands; the other pavilion is built on the sandbar in the middle of the river, it is independent, the clouds and smoke on the river in the early morning, the natural wind is contained, and there are red sleeves to add fragrance, infinitely gentle and delicate.

The bridge connecting the two pavilions is located at the bend of the river, where the urban avenue is adjacent to the water, and pedestrians can walk up to the lowest covered bridge through the steps on both sides of the road, and stand on the water and watch the lanterns in the river below flow slowly like stars.

This is the place where the essence of the south of the Yangtze River gathers, the most romantic place in the famous city of Jinling, in tonight's festival, the moonlight is just right, and every trace of wind has an intoxicating temperature.

And under the covered bridge, by the river, on the avenue, in the darkness where almost no one walks on it, Magellan stopped in the shadows.

In front of him, on the other side of the shadows, a handsome white-clad swordsman was standing.

A strong wind blew under the bridge, and the flames in the water lamps swayed wildly, and the wind had an intoxicating aroma.

The swordsman's breath was extremely sharp, but he was already drunk.

Magellan hesitated, for the first time he was confronted with an unpredictable object in which the swordsman could be dangerous, but it could also be unthreatening.

The swordsman did not know Magellan's hesitation, and with a misty smile on his face, he staggered forward, dancing his pure white sleeves in the wind, as if he were dancing.

He was drunk.

The white-clad swordsman was still walking forward, and Magellan was still unmoved.

And then finally, the swordsman walked up to Magellan.

He paused, smiled and stood in place, looking at Magellan.

Then the swordsman began to shake violently, and finally hugged Magellan helplessly, he lowered his head and let out a humming similar to laughter, and then rested his head on Magellan's shoulder.

The gentle wind still carries an intoxicating taste and temperature, as if it is blowing endlessly.

Then Magellan's sword touched another blade.

The man who held the sword was a swordsman in white.

"Remarkable. ”

The swordsman had a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, which made his gaze look as cold and sharp as a sword blade, and he still spoke with a hint of drunken trance, but the sharp sword qi had already begun to appear.

"I'm the one who wants to kill you, my surname is Bai. ”

Magellan remained silent.

The wind suddenly became wild, and the sound of a roar echoed through the tunnels of the covered bridge.