Changle Building, full of flowers.

Three four-storey buildings are connected across the bridge, and under the bridge is a clear pond, where the warm sun is sprinkled and the water surface is sparkling.

Drunk and long sing praises, people are not romantic teenagers.

The top floor of the building, with the highest specifications, is a hundred taels of silver.

Hollow lookout, sitting opposite the wine table, excellent viewing position.

From here, you can see half of the scorching sun, with 12 graceful dancers dancing in the open space of this lookout, and drums and strings singing in unison.

"Gentleman, come to this kind of place too?"

Chu Ci looked at Jun Ze who was sitting on the opposite case, the weird smile on this guy's face disappeared, it seems that this tetanus spasm is not a continuous attack, but indirect.

Xiaobai was sitting on the edge of the lookout, and was beaten up and down by Song Ao last night, wearing a light yellow skirt, white double ponytail weeping willows, gray eyes watching the people coming and going in front of Changle Building, the little feet were swaying slightly, and the peach heart arrow tail was put into the shirt and coiled around the waist, so as not to cause surprise.

"Fifty years of drunken dancing and singing, sleeping in the flowers and the moon."

Jun Ze smiled slightly and drank his wine.

Boy.

These words reminded Chu Ci of the group of buddies who played games together in the club in the previous life, one by one they looked like dogs outside, and when they arrived at the club, they all came to the chapter: 'Scoop and serious, does it matter?' ’？

'The gentleman sings loudly, and the villain is unpredictable. ’

In broad daylight, why not.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Chu Ci did not drink the wine on the case, one is that he is not addicted to alcohol, and the other is that he is not used to drinking water and wine in this era.

"Engong can know that before I entered the scorching sun this time, Yongdi has re-established the royal court, but unlike other old lands, Yongdi is not a continuation of the former Yongwang, but inherits the old dynasty and takes Daji as the king."

Daji, the name of the country of the old dynasty.

This wave of operations surprised Chu Ci slightly.

After all, in the previous life, Great Qin was in turmoil, and there was nothing to do with the extinct "Zhou".

And the reason why these Confucians chose Yongdi is also simple, there are roughly two.

First, among the seven kingdoms in the past, only the Yongwang family was the descendant of the royal family surnamed Ji, so they chose to re-establish the royal court of the Ji Dynasty in Yongdi, which was the most suitable in the eyes of Confucianism, which valued the most rituals.

Second, the fierceness of Yongmin's style is second to none in the world, and it is not difficult to recruit soldiers.

In the past, the name of Yongwu made the entire Warring States Period tremble, and all countries heard the name of Yongwu Pawn.

Since the advent of Yongwushu, he fought ninety-seven battles, won ninety-three, and swallowed more than 800 miles of Yingguo in one go, and almost did not destroy the winning country at that time.

It is also with the blessing of Yongwu's strong combat power that Yongguo took the lead in hegemony among the Seven Kingdoms, and successively dominated the Central Plains for a hundred years.

"In the name of Daji, order the princes of the four places to extinguish the violence and restore the ancient rites of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the world will return to the prosperous Spring and Autumn Period."

When Jun Ze said this, he was very excited, and in his eyes, a new era of etiquette had emerged.

He should not be the only one who thinks this way, but the whole of Confucianism thinks this way.

However, in Chu Ci's ears, these words are proper Arabian Nights.

Today, after hundreds of years of baptism of war, and the prosperity of military treachery, the people's hearts are no longer ancient, and the Confucian people want to restore the ancient rites of the Spring and Autumn Period, which is simply a fool's dream.

Moreover, that set of red tape and old rituals greatly restricts the development of the times, and is destined to be abandoned by the rolling wheels of history.

After saying this, Jun Ze stood up, pressed his right hand on the left, raised his hand to increase his forehead, and bowed ninety degrees towards Chu Ci, an extremely standard Spring and Autumn Ancient Rite.

"Engong is a once-in-a-century person in the world, Junze fights, holds the edict of the Son of Heaven, invites Engong to enter Ji as a secretary, assists the Son of Heaven, and supports the mountains and rivers."

'Son of Heaven'.

Chu Ci was a little curious.

Which Son of Heaven is this Confucian reverence? That Taoyao?

Women are the Son of Heaven, this should not be able to pass in Confucian etiquette, and these Confucians will never be like this.

Since it's not that Taoyao, who is it?

Chu Ci thought about it and stopped thinking about it, this should have happened recently, and it is estimated that the next issue of the Dengxian Lou monthly report will be available.

"Do you think I'll say yes?"

Chu Ci looked at Jun Ze.

"The chaos in the world has nothing to do with me, and I will not join any party."

How to go in this world may finally have a half-dime relationship with him Chu Jiuge.

But at least, Chu Ci will not deliberately take the initiative to contaminate.

Jun Ze, who bowed and bowed, paused for a moment, got up and laughed.

"Actually, I guessed it a long time ago."

"Ugh..."

"It's all said that Engong categorically won't agree, those old men, I have to try."

"Actually, I still haven't said anything, if Engong agrees to enter Ji, the Son of Heaven promises that after pacifying the four seas, he will be the king of Engong's fief."

Jun Ze sat down opposite Chu Ci again, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.

As soon as the wine was drunk, the weird smile on Jun Ze's face reappeared, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and a little wine was drawn out of his mouth, like a mentally retarded cerebral palsy.

"Actually, there is another thing I want to trouble Engong, since the farewell of the Lieyang Mansion, I don't know when it started, my face always twitched uncontrollably, if it was fine during the day, at night, it always scared people into screaming."

Jun Ze wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, with a distressed face, after all, he is a gentleman's sword, one of the leaders of Confucianism, and so on, he often appears in front of people, and he has always been famous for his gentleman's style, how can he have a reputation for sneering.

"Don't move."

The fruit you planted yourself has to end by yourself.

Chu Ci shook his hand, and several silver needles flew out, and in an instant, they landed on several big points on Jun Ze's face.

Lean slightly and retract the silver needle.

"It can be relieved for a year, and after a year, come to me for injections."

Tetanus, Chu Ci really doesn't know how to treat it.

If it weren't for the fact that this Jun Ze is an Extreme Dao Grandmaster, and he has the Extreme Dao Qi to protect his body, this tetanus has been attacking for several years, and I am afraid that he would have been lying on the board a long time ago.

"Thank you."

Feeling that the corners of his mouth were not twitching, Junze smiled.

"Come, choose which ones Engong likes."

Jun Ze was in a good mood, and as soon as he flicked his sleeves, the twelve dancing girls all stopped dancing, and all of them looked at Chu Ci and Jun Ze with a smile.

Chu Ci glanced at the figures of these dancing girls and frowned slightly.

"Change the batch."

After saying that, there is an illusion of dreaming back to the princess chosen in the previous life.

"Why? These women are good-looking. ”

Jun Ze couldn't help but speak, he was optimistic, wouldn't it be gone if he changed a batch.

"The letters are too high to play with mountains and rivers."

I want mountains and flowing water, but there are no slopes in the mountains.

'Letters? ’

'Mountains and rivers? ’

If there are post-production special effects, Junze must be full of heads'???? ’。

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Meanwhile.

Dengxian Tower, a three-zhang high mahogany building door.

As the immortal tower of the first emperor of alchemy, there are halberd armor guards outside this immortal tower every day, in addition, there are two disciples of the immortal tower.

"Dengxian Tower, how dare you trespass?!"

"Don't get out of here!"

At this time, in front of the door of this building.

There was an emaciated young man, ragged, but his eyes were extremely resolute.

"I want to see the Eastern Emperor."

The young man's tone was firm, and he was not afraid of the scolding of the two disciples of Dengxian Tower in front of him who were wearing yin and yang magic robes.

"What a noble person Dongjun is, you can see what you want?!"

"Continue to grind and chirp in front of the door of the building, and I can kill you on the spot!"

The disciples of Dengxian Tower who guarded the door were extremely arrogant, which was the superiority given to them by the transcendent status of Dengxian Tower.

The young man's brows were furrowed, and it was faintly visible that the mechanism hidden in the cuffs had been opened, if these two disciples of Dengxian Tower made a move, it would be the two of them who would die first.

Just as the young man's eyes were filled with murderous intent, a delicate figure came out of the door.

These two disciples of Dengxian Tower were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bowed to this figure.

"See Shaojun."

The armor soldiers guarding on both sides of the door of the building also bowed their heads to salute.

Shao Si's purple skirt was in the wind, and the fog veil covered his face, but he just glanced at the young man lightly.

"Come with me."

In a word, it is to turn around and leave.

With Shao Si's golden mouth, this disciple of Dengxian Lou naturally didn't dare to stop him, so he could only watch the young man leave with Shao Si's order.

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The day is full of clothes, and the mountains are flowing water.

At night, ascend to the courtyard of the immortal building.

When Chu Ci returned happily and Fang was admitted to the hospital, a young figure came into his eyes, kneeling on one knee.

"Ink Master Tang Thirteen, meet the giant."

Looking at this kneeling boy,

The memories in Chu Ci's eyes flashed back, and they were the words he said when he left last year.

We've been thinking about it for more than half a year, and we've found some clues about Senluo Hell, but that place is a bit special, and we may not be able to come back this time, so we want to entrust someone to you, and I hope you can take care of it as much as you can. ”

"This person is our apprentice, and his talent for tricks and hidden weapons is the only one we have ever seen in our lives, I hope that after he has done something, you will hand over this ink sword to him, in our opinion, he is the most qualified candidate to inherit the name of the giant." ’

'This kid is thirteenth in the family, so he is called Tang Thirteen. ’

If he grows up and is qualified to inherit the title of Juzi, the Chu brothers can hand over the Juzi Order to him. ’

If he doesn't have that qualification, Brother Chu can keep the giant order for himself, and if he is a disaster to the world, then ask Brother Chu to clean up the portal on behalf of me, an unqualified master. ’

Since his disciple Tang 13 came to find himself, it meant that Shi Kaihuo...

Life and death are impermanent. Don't think about it, it's unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

(End of chapter)