The imperial capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Within the towering palace walls, there is still an empty square with a radius of 100 feet.

Emperor Jiajing was wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe, with a crown on his head, and stood with his hands in his hands.

Behind him, two old men in red-robed Daming official uniforms looked respectful and bowed slightly.

"Weizhong, how sure are you that I can subdue the divine beast?" Emperor Jiajing said slowly.

At this moment, there is a vision in the sky.

A red cloud the size of a hundred acres of land is rolling and floating in the distance, as if something is about to rush out of that red cloud at any time!?

Among the two courtiers, the one who was even more old and vicissitudes of life heard Emperor Jiajing ask himself first, and his face suddenly showed joy.

On the contrary, another old minister instantly collapsed his face, like a mourner.

"Your Majesty Shenwu is the first person in the world. Even if a divine beast descends from the sky, it is only a small test on the road to becoming an immortal for His Majesty, how can it be justified to fail? ”

The skill of patting sycophants is not in the gorgeous rhetoric and rich rhetoric, but the key is to shoot in a cool place.

When Emperor Jiajing heard the word 'Cheng Xian', a faint smile really appeared on his face.

"Well said! I will win this battle! Never let Weizhong and the civil and military officials disappoint! Emperor Jiajing said with high morale.

However, it is the word of Yan Song, the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Song still bowed down, like a boiled old shrimp.

But he glanced at his colleague next to him, and the look in his eyes seemed to say, "Did you hear that?" In the eyes of His Majesty, there are only two names for the Ming courtiers, one is called 'Weizhong', and the other is called 'civil and military hundred officials'.

Xu Jie felt Yan Song's gaze, even though he had the profound cultivation of the Eight Grades of the Dao Realm, a sense of powerlessness also rose in his heart.

"Hey...... Why can't you fight Yan Song? Xu Jie sighed in his heart.

Just when the two old men were intriguing, a birdsong suddenly sounded in the red clouds on the horizon!

The birdsong is clear and high-pitched, as if it can penetrate the heavens and the earth!

But except for the red cloud, Jiajing, Yan Song, and Xu Jie still haven't seen any trace of the divine beast.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred!

I saw that the red clouds formed a clump, constantly contracting, and finally condensed and transformed, and it was actually a beautiful red giant bird!

The Crimson Giant Bird condensed its true body and immediately locked on to the target: Emperor Jiajing.

"Good time!"

Emperor Jiajing felt its gaze, and did not retreat in fear, but took the initiative to meet it.

A man and a bird touched in the air hundreds of feet above the ground, but the next moment they both disappeared.

"Enxiang, this is the way of heaven that has opened the [Battle of Confession]." Xu Jie whispered.

Yan Song sneered when he heard this: "The old man is lonely and unheard, thank you Huating for your guidance." ”

Xu Jie listened to his yin and yang weirdness, but he was secretly proud in his heart.

is more than the holy favor, maybe he is not as good as Yan Song.

But if you want to learn from talents, you, the recognized leader of the Ming Dynasty, are not comparable to Yan Song.

Xu Jie thought so, but his mind had already been seen through by Yan Song.

Born in Hanlin?

Learn to be rich in five cars?

It can be seen at a glance that Emperor Jiajing and the Divine Bird disappeared, and they were dragged to a special space by the Heavenly Dao to carry out the [Battle of Recognizing the Lord], Xu Jie is indeed knowledgeable.

But what Xu Jie can know, doesn't he Yan Song know?

In fact, many people in the Ming Dynasty have forgotten.

A hundred years ago, he Yan Song also served as a bachelor of Hanlin Academy.

Before becoming a traitor scolded by everyone in the Ming Dynasty, he Yan Song was also the leading Confucian cultivator in the Ming Dynasty!

"Boy, don't try to beat me for another ten years." Yan Song glanced at Xu Jie lightly and sneered in his heart.

The two stood quietly in the empty square, waiting for the final result of the [Battle of Confession].

Time passes bit by bit.

Day and night alternated, and it was only after seven days that a strange crack finally appeared in the calm sky.

On the square, the first and second assistants of the Ming Dynasty, who have always been in a quiet state and are like clay sculptures and wood carvings, have finally moved.

The two knelt down at the same time to welcome His Majesty the Ming Emperor who had returned triumphantly!

Sure enough, a majestic figure stepped out of the crack, it was Emperor Jiajing.

After seven days of fierce fighting, Emperor Jiajing was still in good spirits, and he was not tired of fighting for a long time.

However, there were clear scratches, damages, and burns on the five-clawed golden dragon robe, which showed that the battle was fierce.

Yan Song and Xu Jie's eyes were focused on Emperor Jiajing's left shoulder.

A red flaming chick, the size of a sparrow, was perched there.

Well-behaved and docile, without the previous violent appearance.

"Your Majesty, this is ???" Yan Song said with a look of surprise.

"Hahahaha!" Emperor Jiajing said with a smile: "The battle of recognizing the Lord is blessed by the Heavenly Dao, and the power of the divine beast is not small. But when the war ended, it naturally had to return to its infancy. ”

Yan Song looked like he was taught, which greatly satisfied Emperor Jiajing's vanity.

Xu Jie watched the two of them ask and answer, and finally realized that he had some taste.

"Old Yan Song asked knowingly?"

"Pretending to be stupid, but you can please Your Majesty?"

"Am I not ignorant enough, shameless enough?"

Xu Jie's mood was like just drinking a bowl of porridge when he found a lump of mouse feces at the bottom of the bowl.

He trembled with discomfort, but he was unwilling to admit defeat!

Finally, Xu Jieyi gritted his teeth!

"Your Majesty has subdued the Divine Beast and greatly increased my luck. Please write 100 green words to congratulate Your Majesty! ”

"Oh?" Emperor Jiajing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded with satisfaction: "I have always loved Huating's articles, but unfortunately you are busy with official business and rarely have time to write green words." Today, I have subdued the divine beasts, and there should indeed be a hundred masterpieces. ”

Xu Jie hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, and received the order.

But his heart was mixed.

I am happy that I have finally won the favor of His Majesty, and I am worried that my current behavior is no different from that of flattering ministers.

Seeing this, Yan Song on the side snorted coldly in his heart: "Old boy, dare to compete for favor with this Shoufu?" ”

He coughed dryly, and said with a sneer on his face: "The divine beast enters the Ming Dynasty, which is really auspicious." The minister must immediately publicize it and let the people of the world know that His Majesty is the Holy Lord of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"Hmmm! However, you are still careful! Emperor Jiajing nodded again and again: "It is worthy of being the first assistant appointed by me and the model of a hundred officials." ”

Xu Jie was still kneeling on the ground, and he almost fainted with chest tightness when he heard the words.

Yan Song said again: "The divine beast was born, but I don't know how to call it. Please give your majesty a name, so that it can be spread to the world. ”

"Give a name to a divine beast?" Jiajing's eyes lit up, and he was really deducted to a cool point.

He pondered for a long time, and finally came up with a name that would satisfy him.

"I give the name, Ming Suzaku!"

Yan Song immediately bowed: "The greatness of the Ming Dynasty is unparalleled in the world!" The Ming Dynasty is immortal! ”

"Well said, well said! Hahahaha! Emperor Jiajing laughed with satisfaction, and the laughter echoed endlessly in the palace.

Xu Jie was completely shocked!

The Ming Dynasty is big, unparalleled in the world?

The Ming Dynasty is immortal?

The eighteen words that Lao Yan Song blurted out were so amazing? What kind of talent is this?

Xu Jie finally understood that he was not as good as Yan Song.

Compared with talent, than shameless, they are all inferior, and far inferior!

"At least ten years, I won't fight with Yan Song......" Xu Jie thought sadly in his heart.