Riding horses and whips, the three young men ran wildly, passed through the gate of the palace, and went to the depths of the palace, startling the palace maids and eunuchs to flee in all directions.

"Tiance, what's going on?"

"This is the palace, will we be dragged out and cut down?"

"If you're late, maybe you will, hahaha!"

At this point, the three of them were speechless, and rode forward, galloping towards the most splendid palace, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

"Whatever you bring with you in a purple robe and gold, you also need to dismount and ask about the future!" A fat boy in an official uniform blocked the door of the palace wall, crossed his waist, and yelled at the three people: "No noise!"

"Yo, fat boy, what are you doing here?" Meng Tiance turned over and dismounted, looking at him. Inside the palace wall, a group of eunuchs and palace maids were sitting upright, frowning, lifting the pen but not moving the pen.

"Shhhh

"What kind of play is this?" Meng Tiance snatched the paper scroll that the fat boy was holding in his hand and looked at it.

Then the two people who dismounted also came over and looked strange. The exam questions on the scroll made Jia Fugui look into his eyes.

"Three thousand two hundred and seventeen taels!"

"Fifty-eight thousand and twenty quintals!"

"One hundred and sixty-nine thousand two hundred!"

......

The fat boy listened to the numbers in Jia Fugui's mouth, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Suddenly, I felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly took out a bag from my sleeve and took a closer look.

"Sir, what a talent!" The fat boy threw the bag behind his head, stepped forward and grabbed Jia Fugui's hand, excited.

Jia Fugui was shocked by the enthusiasm of this fat boy, goosebumps fell to the ground, and he unconsciously stepped back, but his hand was caught.

"It's abrupt, don't blame sir, don't blame sir!" The fat boy looked at Jia Fugui's appearance, smiled and apologized, and greeted: "Da Chuan'er, please take all the gentlemen in, I will instruct you to prepare some food for Mr."

"Gotcha!" Meng Tiance gave the two of them a look and said, "Let's go, let's go in first!"

The fat boy stood in place and smirked, watching the three young men enter the palace. Immediately, he roared and commanded, "Stop, stop." Go and get ready to eat, and make your husband comfortable, we're all comfortable!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, moved the stool and lifted the table, and fled. Only the fat boy walked towards the palace with a frown, he really didn't brow, he was already in his heart.

"Hello sir, hello everyone!" As soon as the fat boy who stepped into the palace saw the three young men, he greeted him, and stared at Jia Fugui with straight eyes, as if he had fallen in love with his daughter-in-law.

"Xiao Xinzi, are you okay?" Meng Tiance looked at the fat boy's appearance, and he was a little panicked.

"It's okay!" The fat boy's gaze still did not leave Jia Fugui, and he said with concern: "Sir, have you used dinner?"

"No!" Jia Fugui replied subconsciously. After all, this party is just slanting westward, and not long ago I had a hearty lunch.

"So very good, so very good!" said the fat boy, overjoyed, "Come, prepare the dinner!"

"Xiao Xinzi, we have something to do, can we talk about business first?" Meng Tiance glanced at Jiao Yang'er, who had lost some interest, and no longer let the fat boy make trouble.

"Okay, let's talk about your business first!" The fat boy was not to be outdone, and made a request: "Your business is over, promise me a small request!"

"Deal!" Meng Tiance and the fat boy clapped their hands tacitly.

"Let's talk!" However, the fat boy's smug eyes fell on Jia Fugui again, and he didn't move half a minute.

"Since the founding of Xijin, who knows Chang Gung City and the palace best?"

"Someone is coming, pass on the people of the Imperial Historical Stage!"

At this point, the fat boy got close to Jia Fugui, and the three of them were doing homework, responding to requests, but not talking about their business.

"Your Majesty, see Your Majesty!"

A group of old ministers swarmed into the hall and knelt in front of the fat boy, flattered. In the past, this eclectic monarch had a lot of conflicts with these conformist imperial histories, and a few heads fell to the ground before they became well-behaved.

This sound can be described as earth-shattering. Jiao Yang'er and Jia Fugui, who understood it, fell directly from the chair and knelt on the ground.

The fat boy hurriedly stepped forward, helped up the trembling two, and said with relief: "Two gentlemen, please get up!"

The old ministers who were kneeling on the ground peeked at the two people who were helped up, and a young man who was still sitting in a chair appeared in the afterglow. After a while, all the old ministers bowed their heads and did not dare to speak. Because, the one who once instigated His Majesty to kill the killer was the young man in front of him.

"Answer the question!"

"Yes!"

"Big skewers, let's get started!"

"Do you know some legends of Chang Gung City and the Imperial City, preferably related to the hammer!"

When the kneeling group of old ministers heard this, they exchanged their heads and talked about it. After a while, it seemed to have some results.

"Your Majesty, there are some legends!" said the old minister at the head of the company.

"Tell me about it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the old minister at the head straightened up and said: "According to the records of the secret history of the Great Interior, in that year, Taizu marched, passed through the copper hammer, and met the gods by chance. So, Taizu set his capital here. ”

"Okay, 10,000 gold!" The fat boy listened to it brilliantly, and said, "Is there anything else, is there any?"

The people bowed their heads and said no more. Only one of the young imperial historians near the door was still straight.

"Your Majesty, the minister has a play!"

"Tell me about it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" a young imperial historian straightened up and said: "Refining the heart is coming to the world, refining the heart is refining the heart hammer, and the heart refining hammer is hidden in the palace!"

"What?" the fat boy was shocked and said, "Why didn't I know?"

The young imperial historian was still thinking about continuing to say something, but he was pounced on by a group of old ministers, pressed under him, and covered his mouth.

"What are you doing?" the fat boy looked at the chaotic scene, and thundered.

"Your Majesty, the ministers are leaving!" said that, the old ministers set up the young imperial history and retreated.

"Your Majesty, the key to the Treasure Pavilion is on my father's body!" the young Goshi roared.

"Presumptuous!" The fat boy Long Yan was furious, overturned the tables and chairs, pointed to the people of the Yushitai who retreated to the door, and said angrily: "Those who dare to step out of this door will be killed!"

"Plop!"

"Your Majesty!" the people of the Yushitai knelt down again with a crying voice, but they were helpless.

"You say!" The fat boy pointed to the leader of the imperial history, and said to the young imperial history Enwei: "Explain clearly, his position is yours!"

"Your Majesty, Taizu Xun, refining the heart and spirit, with the mandate of heaven, temporarily listed the national weapons, hidden in the treasure pavilion, in order to secure the country, to wait for those who come. The young imperial historian said this, and said excitedly: "Refining the heart and soul, it has protected the prosperity of Xijin for nearly a thousand years. In this way, he wants to seek personal interests for the country, violate the ancestral teachings, and violate the mandate of heaven?"

The old ministers blushed and couldn't argue.

The fat boy thought for a moment and ordered, "Take the key and let's take a look!"