Chapter 27: The Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake

Qianxun Pavilion news is spread in all directions, Qiannan noticed her when Meng Nian participated in the state lord election, and also noticed that the relationship between this person and the forces behind her was inexplicable, not like becoming the master, more like affiliation, only hanging his name in other people's forces, so as to participate in the state lord election.

Of course, the fundamental reason for noticing it was because of her appearance, he had seen the young master of the Ling clan, whether Ling Niantian was a coincidence or a real person He didn't evaluate, but there was another one with a similar appearance, so he had to pay attention.

"Your name is Meng Nian?"

Meng Nian nodded, smiling, "The momentum of the Thousand Young Lords is even stronger than before."

According to the investigation, the young master of the Ling clan and the young master of Qianxun Pavilion have had a few encounters, but they are not very familiar, and she should behave naturally and not be overly familiar.

"Have you seen me?"

"It's been a very young time, and I've had a few encounters, but the young master shouldn't know me." The young masters of the super forces have grown up in pursuit and praise, and countless people admire them, and when she says this, everyone will naturally feel that they have encountered it by chance, and after she "clarifies her identity", there will be a feeling that it is no wonder that she said so.

Qiannan frowned, "No way, I haven't seen you."

If he chose between Ling Niantian and Meng Nian, he would prefer to believe that Ling Niantian was the real young master of the Ling clan.

Meng Nian's face remained unchanged, "It's normal for the Thousand Young Masters to have no impression."

After being trained for so many years, there was no expression on her face that did not belong to the young master of the Ling clan, even if she didn't understand why Qiannan's tone was so sure.

Obviously, her appearance is so similar to the young master of the Ling clan, didn't Qiannan associate them together?

"But it doesn't matter, we can make an appointment to meet at a time to discuss the feasibility of cooperation, and then you can have an impression of me."

Ji Xisheng glanced at Qiannan and said bluntly, "He won't cooperate with you, let's die."

He didn't know Ling Niantian or Meng Nian, but he was familiar with Qiannan, and it could be seen from his expression that he didn't have the idea of cooperating. Five

"It doesn't matter, Mengzhou is located in the middle of nowhere, and its strength is at the bottom of the seventeen states, but I am sure that it will grow rapidly, and it will not be too late to cooperate when the time comes."

Relaxed, bright and confident, and looks like a celestial person, who can not like such a person.

Since outsiders came here, Shi Sheng has been highly vigilant, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Xiahou clan can't do anything else, but the people they have trained are definitely not flawed.

He didn't look comfortable, let alone Ling Niantian.

A face made according to himself imitates his words and deeds, the purpose is very dark, and the whole person reveals a false sense of disgust.

"Let's talk about cooperation elsewhere, we are a place to eat, and we are so busy outside that we can't see those folds anymore, and you still have to come and mention them." Shi Sheng's face did not change and picked up the pastry that almost choked him and stuffed it into his mouth.

Everyone: Isn't ...... a pillar outside the sky, why is he so resistant to talking about business? Ling Niantian didn't care about this God.

"It's delicious." Qiannan pushed a plate of dusty dim sum in front of Shi Sheng, in stark contrast to the brightly colored pastry he was holding.

Isn't it all the more beautiful the better, Shi Sheng picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth unconvincedly, and his eyes lit up suddenly, and he felt that his aching throat had been saved.

She said, well, how could a state lord prepare such an unpalatable thing for a banquet.

"You want to taste it too?" Qiannan also put a plate in front of Ling Niantian.

Ling Niantian nodded slightly, "Thank you."

"There is dance music in the Lake Pavilion to see, do you want to go and see it?" These ornamental repertoire are not mandatory to watch, but the choreographed dances are very good-looking, and the dancers in it are all stunning, and they still like to watch them.

Not to mention that half of the people in it came with other thoughts, they had to go and see it, which had become a necessary place for their state lords to meet over the years.

"Lord Yinzhou, come together, it's the first time you've come this year, it's a pity if you miss it." The Dingzhou Lord said with a smile.

Ling Nian

Leaned up and calmly went to the appointment.

The eight achievements of the show are in the Huxin Pavilion, she naturally has to be there, after all, she can't hide from the fifteenth day of junior high school, she has been scrupling for many days and is also weak, it can be said that every step is thoughtful, for fear of accidentally calculating herself, now that her identity is different, her plan can go further.

The floor tiles of the Qiujiang Covered Bridge seem to be polished from a whole stone, there is no gap at all, and there is a complicated painting carved on it.

"This covered bridge was jointly built by several super forces, using the best materials, and the people invited were all famous masters on the mainland, and the guards we saw when we came in were also super power people, but then the law enforcement court appeared, and these things to maintain peace and development on the mainland were gradually handed over to them."

"But the boundaries are not clear, and I don't know who owns the bridge now."

The cutting of power has never been a simple matter, although the prestige of the law enforcement tribunal is there, but its strength is not as good as that of the super forces, and if the super forces do not want to let it, the law enforcement tribunal has no choice.

Before you get closer, you can hear the melodious sound of the piano, which is clear and clear, and it can attract people's attention at once.

"This is Xi'er's play, I haven't heard it for several years, and now I listen to it again, it's still refreshing." The pace of the state lords of Qizhou has accelerated a lot.

Xi'er is very famous in the whole continent, she is not a famous family, and she has not climbed anyone, she is crying like a guqin in one hand, and the power of the sound of cultivation is even more fearful, which can make people die in enjoyment, which can be described as heaven in one second and hell in the next.

They are more interested in her solicitation.

The pavilion in the center of the lake is in the center of the whole Qiu River, the white mist on the river is curling, the huge pavilion floats in the air without support, the sound of the piano lingers around the beam, the light yarn outlined by the gold wire looms, dozens of small tables are placed on the outermost side, waiting for the guests who may come.

"Let's sit down, the dancing girls here are all selected, not only their dancing skills are superb, but their appearance is also one in a million, of course, they are still not as good as our Yinzhou Lord and Mengzhou Lord, hahahaha!"

The Lord of Anzhou shook his head and chuckled, "The Lord of Dingzhou is laughing, not to mention the dancing girls here, I'm afraid the entire continent will not be able to find someone whose appearance can be the right of the Lord of Yinzhou."

Ling Niantian looked up at the girls dancing like butterflies, and his expression was not abnormal.

"The lord of Yinzhou has a good temperament, so he is not angry, don't look at the people here are at least the lord of the state, but there are a lot of bad roots in his bones, and the one who likes to bully the most is the soft one."

Maidens are often those who are not talented and want to be attached to the powerful, not to mention the state lord, and the average female friar disdains to compare with them.

Ling Niantian turned her head and saw the person sitting next to her, the appearance of a man in his twenties, gentle and elegant, but judging from his breath, he should be more than two hundred, and his eyes were bright, but he could come here either as a state lord or as the person in charge of the super power.

"Why am I angry?" In another world, what she learned the most was equality, and she didn't have too many concepts of dignity and inferiority in her bones, "They say that theirs is what it is, and it won't harm my interests."

Whether it's a dancing girl or a beggar, you can kill or chop it, unless you have a grudge or a loss of personality, there is no need to humiliate.

For example, some of the previous ones may be purely for a living, but what does she have to do with them.

"Yes." The man smiled, "Get to know, I'm Xia Yang, the governor of Xiazhou."

After saying this name, Ling Niantian had the impression that the lord of Xia Zhou was in his early 200s, but he had been in power for more than 180 years, and he belonged to the category of young and promising, Xia Zhou was in his hands, and gradually climbed from the middle level to the top position, Xia Yang also became more and more simple, and he did not have a deep intersection with him for a short time in office.

"Ling Nianting, long admiration."

"I know you, I heard someone mention it just now, and you're younger than when I was the governor back then." He picked up the teacup, "This position looks beautiful, but the hardships are only clear to me, I hope you can persevere."

The counties of Yinzhou can be said to be a big water change, and many old county lords for many years have been replaced, although the effect is immediate, but there are also many hidden dangers.

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said that he had also heard that this man had made enemies with several super powers.

"It's impossible to give up." Ling Nian tilted his eyes, "Maybe I've been in power longer than you."

The road ahead is bleak, although there is no regret in death.

The Xiahou clan didn't know how many years it took to plan the extermination of the Ling clan, and she fought alone, and it might take more time.

Lord Xia Zhou glanced at her fixedly, "You are very similar to me at the beginning, Top Gun, full of pride."

Ling Niantian shook her head and didn't speak, she wasn't like anyone else.

She doesn't even look like herself anymore.

So far, perhaps the only one who recognizes her is Mu Xiqian.

Xiazhou, like Mengzhou, has territories on the plains and plateaus, and the two talked very happily and naturally talked about cooperation.

"Then I still have to think about this, and if it is feasible, I will send someone to contact me." There are many states between Yinzhou and Mengzhou, and she is not sure if it is profitable, but one day she can open up the middle road, and then she can save a lot of effort if she cooperates.

Lord Xia Zhou nodded, "Of course you can, even if the two of us make friends, whether we cooperate or not can be discussed later."

Ling Niantian drank tea and hid the corners of his mouth, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see anything.

Dance music one after another, dance skills have also changed several times, some are still dancing, some have already wandered between the various state lords, toasting them.

There was also a person walking towards Xia Yang.

She was slender, exposing half of her weak and boneless waist, and her voice was delicate and soft, "Lord Xiazhou, I haven't seen you for a long time, the slave family has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xia Yang's face stiffened for a moment, "Xi'er, don't mess around."

Ling Niantian turned his head to look.

The delicateness on the face of the person called Xi'er immediately faded, and he said in disgust: "I haven't seen you for several years, why are you still like this, you don't drink any wine, what's so good about tea?"

Before he could answer, a sharp arrow stabbed straight at him, and the target was Ling Niantian.

But before he could reach the front, he was beaten down by Xia Yang with a wave of his hand.

Looking over, Meng Nian's hand pulling the bow had not been put down.