Yingyang Hou looked mysterious, and the voice was transmitted to his ears: "A few days ago, what happened in front of the Qianqing Palace, have you heard of it?" ”

"I heard."

"Do you know the cause of that incident?"

"Isn't it that in front of Chunfeng Hall, the prince of Zhenbei took action to abolish the cultivation of An Pingbo, which caused An Pingbo to be dissatisfied, and there was a matter of Qianqing Palace later.

I have already inquired, at that time, Anping Bozi was drunk, and his strength was greatly reduced, and it was reasonable for the prince of Zhenbei to win. ”

When Linjiang Hou said this, he said with an affirmative face: "In Benhou's opinion, no matter how strong the actual combat ability of the prince of Zhenbei is, after all, it is only eight grades, at most it is on a par with the seven grades of the mean, how can it be squeezed into the top ten." ”

When Yingyang Hou heard this, he smiled mysteriously: "You only know one thing, but you don't know the other." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Linjiang Hou's eyes showed curiosity.

"Have you ever wondered why the prince of Zhenbei and Uncle Anping and others were punished together, and the people of Uncle Anping were whipped to death, but the prince of Zhenbei only suffered some skin injuries and recuperated for two or three days, as if he was fine?"

After Yingyang Hou finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking calm and relaxed.

"This"

Linjiang Hou was slightly stunned.

He really hadn't thought about it, and he didn't bother to think about it, so he simply asked, "Brother, you might as well make your words clearer." ”

Yingyang Hou put down the teacup and slowly spoke: "This shows that the Holy Lord has a preference for the prince of Zhenbei, of course, just releasing water during the execution is not enough to show this, Ben Hou has other corroboration, one is the faint ceremony of the eldest princess, the second is the connivance of the prince of Zhenbei and Princess Yunhe, and the third is to let Xiao Rong of the Demon Suppression Division also participate in Xia Miao."

In addition, there are many details that also confirm that the attitude of the Holy Lord towards the prince of Zhenbei is extraordinary.

This time, Xia Miao ranked in the top ten, can be rewarded, and will be entrusted with important tasks, do you feel that the prince of Zhenbei has a holy family, is it possible to squeeze into the top ten? ”

Hearing this, Linjiang Hou was even more stunned.

The first point that Yingyang Hou said, he could still understand.

What clouds and princesses are talking about later, and what Xiao Rong of the Demon Suppression Division. What does this have to do with the prince of Zhenbei?

Seeing his confusion, the Marquis of Yingyang sighed helplessly, stopped playing dumb riddles, and explained in detail: "When that happened a few days ago, Princess Yun and Princess used their lives as a threat, begging the Holy Lord to let go of the prince of Zhenbei, to say that there is no greasy between them, and the ghosts don't believe it, have you heard that the Holy Lord was furious because of this?"

Xiao Rong of the Zhenxia Division, and the prince of Zhenbei have a good relationship, I heard that before Princess Chang'an married into the Ren Mansion, they were so good that they slept in the same bed, and they didn't have to think about it to know that this time Xia Miao, he would definitely go with the prince of Zhenbei.

He is a five-grade martial artist, although he was seriously injured, his strength is still not weak, as long as he releases water to the prince of Zhenbei a little, the prince of Zhenbei will fight more and squeeze into the top ten, it is completely possible! ”

"And this kind of thing?!"

Linjianghou looked shocked.

"Or do you think that Benhou has a lot of silver and has no place to spend it, so he will press an eight-grade martial artist to enter the top ten?" Yingyang Hou stroked his beard proudly, looking like he was holding the chance to win.

Seeing him like this, Linjiang Hou believed his words a little more, and was annoyed.

I knew that I should have bought some of the princes of Zhenbei.

In case Yingyang Hou guesses correctly, according to the odds of Changle Fang, it is a lot of silver!

Thinking of this, he looked at the huge bronze mirror not far away, and prayed secretly: "God forbid, don't let the prince of Zhenbei squeeze into the top ten!" ”

Not far away.

Directly in front of it is a large bronze mirror.

A picture is reflected in the bronze mirror.

Hundreds of young people and teenagers in strong clothes gathered in a forest, in groups of threes and twos, chatting without a word.

This mirror is called the Xuanji Mirror, which is a magic weapon newly developed by Qin Tianjian according to the Demon Clan's Wentian Mirror.

You can sense aura fluctuations within a certain range, and present a related picture.

Compared with the Heavenly Mirror, this Xuanji Mirror is extremely troublesome to use, first you have to cooperate with the formation, delineate an area, and then inject a large amount of aura into it before it can play a role.

Qin Tianjian and Jinyi Wei were busy for more than half a month before they could barely include the hunting ground.

"This Xuanji Mirror newly developed by Qin Tianjian is really good, I can see the scene of the hunting ground when I sit here...... Wonderful, really wonderful! ”

"It's a pity that it's too troublesome to use, otherwise it can work wonders when sent to the battlefield."

The nobles looked at the picture presented by the bronze mirror and discussed a lot.

The topic mainly revolves around the first appearance of the Mystery Mirror.

After chatting about the mystical mirror.

The topic shifted to the top three and top ten personnel of Xia Miao this time.

In everyone's eyes.

The first name is undoubtedly the son of the Anguo family, Bai Ping.

The second is also undoubtedly Bai Ping's colleague in the Demon Suppression Division, the weirdo who carries a coffin everywhere he goes.

The third to the fifth are none other than Xu Yunzhen, the second son of the Dingguo Prince, the concubine of the Chengguo Duke is called Zhu Yu, and the unidentified Xiao Rong in the Demon Suppression Division.

These five people are almost the top five on the board, and there is nothing to talk about.

The focus of everyone's discussion is mainly on which five of the remaining people can make it into the top ten.

The reason why we only talk about the top ten, not the top 20 and the top 30.

In addition to the top ten, you can get the emperor's commendation.

Another important reason is that Changle Fang only bets on the top 10 at the opening.

Now.

The nobles were smiling and talking.

"The son of the Duke of Wei was the seventh grade consummation half a year ago, and he is only one step away from stepping into the sixth grade, and this time he will definitely be rewarded by the saint!"

"Dingbo Hou, I heard that your eldest man enlightened at home half a month ago, integrated the two exercises, and stepped into the seven-grade consummation overnight, this time there must be a seat for your eldest man in the top ten."

"That kid is still far from the top ten, but it's your family's Erlang, this time he has a better chance."

Near the high platform, Liu Yunmeng, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress, listened to the discussions around her, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

There are so many people, but none of them are optimistic about Ren Pingsheng.

He is obviously very strong, and a few days ago, he punched that bullshit Anping Bozi half to death.

Even if you may not be in the top ten, you won't be left out like this, right?

"Don't they know that Ren Pingsheng got the golden pill of Daozun, which is no longer what it used to be, and it is no longer the ten thousand years and nine products of the tiger father and dog son in the past."

Thinking of this, Liu Yunmeng suddenly felt that even if no one was optimistic about Ren Pingsheng, he would have to build momentum for him.

After thinking about it, he raised his voice and said in a crisp and pleasant voice: "This palace thinks that Ren Pingsheng, the prince of Zhenbei, has a good life, and a few days ago, he only used one punch to beat a seven-rank martial artist to death, and with such strength, he may not be able to enter the top ten." ”

As soon as this remark came out.

There was an instant silence all around.

The nobles glanced at Liu Yunmeng with strange eyes, and after being silent for a few seconds, they retracted their gaze and continued to discuss the topic just now.

No one answered her words.

When Liu Yunmeng saw this scene, the small fist in his cuff clenched, there was no expression on his face, but he was angry in his heart.

One by one, what kind of eyes are there, as if this palace has something with Ren Pingsheng.

You are only allowed to praise each other, and you are not allowed to boast about Ren Pingsheng?

What a reason!

When the time comes.

Ren Pingsheng is going to enter the top ten, look at you still have this expression.

Hum!

Liu Yunmeng pouted dissatisfiedly, picked up a piece of pastry, stuffed it into his mouth, and looked at the Xuanji Mirror while chewing.

The edge of the hunting grounds.

At the beginning of the light rain, the sky was still dark.

Ren Pingsheng held the broken knife in his hand, looked at the handsome young man who was far away from the crowd, dressed in a moon-white robe, his expression was a little strange, and he couldn't help asking, "Who is that?" ”

Side.

Xiao Rongxue followed his gaze, saw the figure, the corners of her mouth twitched, and replied, "White screen." ”

Ren Pingsheng's face was abrupt.

It turns out that he is the white screen.

It's a bit out of order.

Among the hundreds of people, he was the only one who did not wear a strong suit, but wore a spotless, exquisitely made robe, and his face was painted with a faint rouge.

Xia Miao is about to begin.

Everyone else is trying to save as much energy as possible.

What about him?

Standing up straight and not speaking, he also released his aura to block the falling drizzle.

That's it.

What makes Ren Pingsheng speechless the most is that since he came here, he has always been standing with his hands in his hands, motionless.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Ren Pingsheng would have thought it was a sculpture.

I still remember hearing Xiao Rongxue say before that he was fighting with a crazy person, saying that people have a way to die.

At the time, I thought he was a cold-blooded killer of wooden feelings.

Now it seems that he is more like a second-year teenager who has a lot of words, thinking about concave shapes and posing all the time, highlighting his unusual style.

"Having said that, he is a bit like the third senior brother who appeared in front of people...... Why don't you try it and lead in that direction. ”

Looking at the white screen that was motionless, standing with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly thought of the characters in a certain part he had seen at the beginning, and his eyebrows were raised, and he was interested.

"Speaking of which, I should call him uncle, you wait, I'll go up and say hello."

Ren Pingsheng said casually and walked towards the white screen.

Xiao Rongxue was slightly stunned, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and said angrily: "It's about to start, what kind of relatives are you climbing at this time." ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled: "Just talk about a few words." ”

When Xiao Rongxue saw his smile, she always felt that he had some bad intentions, hesitated, and nodded: "You really should say hello, go and come back quickly." ”

"Hmm."

Ren Pingsheng answered, and walked towards the white screen of a robe.

was about to walk to Bai Ping, and was about to talk, but before he could make a sound, he saw Bai Ping's figure flash.

Disappeared in place, appearing five steps away, still in the same position, standing with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky, without the slightest change.

“.”

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched.

I thought, what is this?

Don't want others to get close?

Could it be that if I take a few steps forward, you will take a few steps back?

Ren Pingsheng thought about it and moved forward again.

After taking two steps, I heard a cold voice in my ears.

"What?"

Is this sound into the ear?

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, and raised his eyes to look ahead.

Bai Screen stood a few steps away, maintaining his original position.

Moment.

Ren Pingsheng understood.

He was afraid that he would speak and affect his character, so the sound was transmitted to his ears.

"It smells like that. It's just that this forced qualification is still a little bit worse, and it should be right to turn your back on the world. ”

Ren Pingsheng thought so, with a gentle smile on his face, and first introduced himself: "Ren Pingsheng, the prince of Xiazhen Beiwang, my mother is the eldest daughter of An Guogong, speaking of which, I should call you uncle." ”

The voice fell.

Bai Ping turned his head to look at him, his eyes changing from annoyance to curiosity.

"What?"

It's the sound in the ears again.

The tone was much softer, not as cold as before.

Ren Pingsheng recalled the plot of that part, blinked, and said: "I just saw you in a white robe, standing in the drizzle, looking at the sky, leaving the world independent, and the admiration in my heart arose, and I couldn't help but think of a poem, which corresponds to the current scene." ”

Speaking of this, he cleared his throat, looked serious, and said slowly in a low tone: "Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world." ”

Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no such person as me in the world.

Bai Ping savored it twice, his eyes burst into light, and he looked at Ren Pingsheng with burning eyes, as if he had found a confidant in life.

Good poetry!

What a poem!

Ren Pingsheng saw his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and continued: "This poem is a match made in heaven with you, you might as well recite it later, and give everyone present a little shock." ”

Hearing this, a picture couldn't help but appear in Bai Ping's mind.

The light rain is dripping, and I am wearing a delicate robe, far away from the mortal dust, looking up at the sky, and chanting: Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no such person as me in the world.

Isn't this the style of an imaginary peerless master?

That's it.

Bai Ping was even more excited in his heart, his eyes lit up, he looked at Ren Pingsheng, and blurted out: "Thank you!" ”

This time, it didn't come to my ears again.

Ren Pingsheng smiled gently: "You're welcome. I still have some things to say goodbye to. ”

After saying that, he didn't stop and turned to leave.

Now.

Bai Ping only had those two lines of poetry in his mind, and he didn't say anything, just recited silently in his heart.

Not far away.

Xiao Rongxue noticed the change in Bai Ping's expression and was surprised.

"It's amazing that it can affect Bai Ping when he is sick."

In her eyes.

What the white screen does is make a disease.

After a while, seeing Ren Pingsheng coming back, she couldn't help but ask, "What did you tell him?" ”

"Nothing."

Ren Pingsheng smiled and told him truthfully: "I just taught him a poem." ”

Poem?

Xiao Rongxue looked dazed, and asked again: "What poem?" ”

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows: "You'll know later." ”

I don't know why.

Xiao Rongxue always felt that his smile was cheap, and he didn't look good.

But.

If the object of the pit is a white screen, then it will be fine.

When this guy was in the Yamen, he always did a lot of inexplicable things, and she had long been unhappy with him.

There was silence for a while.

Xiao Rongxue seemed to think of something, stretched out her hand to the other side, and asked, "Why don't you go and talk to him again?" ”

Ren Pingsheng looked in the direction of her finger.

I saw a man in his thirties and forties, with gray hair and a scruffy beard, sitting on the ground, carrying a coffin that was coming sideways, just like the white screen just now, with an expressionless face.

It's just that.

Ren Pingsheng can see the deep loneliness in his eyes, which is completely different from the old man pretending to be on the white screen.

"There's a chance."

Ren Pingsheng didn't want to have too much contact with people with a lot of stories like this, so he casually said perfunctory.

Xiao Rongxue didn't say much, just glanced at the demon envoy in the front of her, wearing a python robe, and said in a low voice: "It should start soon." ”

Ren Pingsheng nodded and asked, "I heard that this time, the two five-grade demon clans were also released?" ”

Xiao Rongxue said: "That's right. ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "Left for you to deal with?" ”

Xiao Rongxue said: "In the hunting ground, no one should deal with anyone, and the nine-rank martial artist may also meet the fifth-grade demon clan." ”

"That's a good point."

Ren Pingsheng nodded approvingly, and after a few seconds of silence, he lowered his voice and said, "I still think that the matter of locking the demon tower is not so simple." ”

Xiao Rongxue turned her head and glanced at her: "I think so too." ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "After Xia Miao starts, don't set off first, stay here and observe for half an hour, if it's okay, then go hunt the demon clan." ”

After a pause, he added, "We have twenty-four hours, not half an hour." ”

Xiao Rongxue thought for a few seconds and nodded: "Listen to you." ”

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a stick of incense.

The lock demon envoy in the python suit looked around, suddenly raised his voice, and began to read the rules.

The rules are simple.

Kill a demon and decapitate it for points.

Five-grade demon clan, 100 points.

Six-grade demon clan, 30 points.

Seven Demon Clans, five points.

Eight rank demon clan, three points.

Nine-grade demon clan, accumulate one point.

The time was two days and two nights, that is, twenty-four hours.

The more points, the higher the ranking.

You can go together, but you can't compete with each other for the first level, let alone attack each other.

As for how to know if anyone has broken the rules.

After Xia Miao is over, the three great Confucians, Xu Ruxian, the imperial historian of the Zuodu, will come and ask them if they have violated the rules.

If someone lies, he can tell at a glance.

After reading the rules, the Demon Envoy raised his voice again and shouted:

"Now that you have entered the hunting ground, life and death are conceited Xia Miao begins!"

The voice fell.

Hundreds of noble sons couldn't wait to rush into the hunting ground and hunt the demon clan.

Didn't take a few steps.

Suddenly, I heard a cold and melodious voice from heaven and earth.

"Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no such person in the world"

“？”

When everyone heard these two lines of poetry that were arrogant and arrogant to the extreme, they subconsciously stopped.

Looking at the source of the voice, I saw the prince of An Guo standing in the distance, wearing a spotless white robe, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky with his head held high, motionless like a sculpture, looking like a lonely master.

Seeing this scene, and thinking of the two lines of poetry just now, a thought popped up in everyone's hearts: "Damn! I want to hit him! ”

Someone couldn't help but complain: "Even if he is talented, he is not very old and is a five-grade, and he is still far from holding the sun and moon and picking the stars, and there is no one like me in the world." ”

"Don't say it's him, even if it's a martial saint or Dao Zun, he may not dare to say that he can hold the sun and the moon and pick the stars."

"Back then, the king of Zhenbei and the eldest princess were so amazing, and I never saw him as arrogant."

There is nothing wrong with the poem itself.

If you are a transcendent monk, everyone will feel that the mountains are standing still, and although they can't reach it, their hearts yearn for it.

But when a young man with five qualities reads it, it gives people a sense of arrogance and frivolity, and it is difficult to explain it.

“.”

When Xiao Rongxue heard these two lines of poetry, she felt similar to everyone's feelings, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

opened his mouth and wanted to complain, but when he turned his head, he saw Ren Pingsheng's face flushed, and he looked like he was holding back a smile.

Moment.

She realized something, and her expression became more strange: "This poem, you taught him?" ”

Ren Pingsheng bit the tip of his tongue lightly, couldn't help but laugh, shook his head, and said seriously: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." ”

He really taught it.

Also.

This poem is very unbeatable when it is pronounced.

But the majestic momentum is indeed not something that can be made by a white screen.

"It's not you, why are you laughing?" Xiao Rongxue glanced at him and asked.

"I think of happy things." Ren Pingsheng held back a smile and replied.

“.”

The corners of Xiao Rongxue's eyes twitched, she didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, took out the embroidered spring knife, wiped it with her sleeve, and said casually: "Call me in half an hour." ”

Meanwhile.

Near the high platform.

The nobles witnessed this scene in the mystical mirror with puzzled expressions.

What's going on in the hunting grounds?

Why did these people stare at the prince of An Guo, looking like they were going up and beating him?

I'm wondering.

Just listen to the emperor's voice from the high platform.

"Ask Sun Tongxing what happened."

Sun Tongxing is the name of the lock demon envoy.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The great eunuch Wang Zheng answered, and turned his head to give the other eunuch a look.

The eunuch immediately understood, took off into the air, and flew away.

After only a moment, he went and returned, and said: "Returning to the saint, there is no big deal, it is that the prince of Anguo recited a poem." ”

"Oh? He also writes poetry? ”

Emperor Zhaowu seemed to know this white screen very well, and when he heard the poem, he was slightly surprised, waved his hand and said: "What kind of poem, read it and listen to it." ”

Offstage.

The royal relatives and nobles also showed curiosity and listened attentively.

Only An Guogong seemed to have expected something, his face was a little not good-looking, he lowered his head, and vigorously picked up vegetables.

"Back to the saint, the prince of An Guo recited . Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no such person as me in the world. ”

The voice fell.

The crowd fell silent in an instant.

The whole high platform was silent.

Emperor Zhaowu's face was a little strange, and after being silent for a long time, he waved his hand and said, "I know, let's go down." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The eunuch answered and returned to his place.

There was silence for a moment, and then gradually returned to its original atmosphere.

Everyone tacitly did not mention this poem.

Until after a stick of incense.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it back, looked at An Guogong, and raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect that this person in your family would be able to compose poems, he wrote well, his ambitions were high, and he was very imposing." ”

It was Dingguo Gong who spoke.

Only Guogong dares to ridicule Guogong like this.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem."

On the side, Ding Bohou heard the words of Ding Guogong, thought of those two lines of poetry, and the picture presented in the mystical mirror, and accidentally squirted out the wine in his mouth, choking and coughing.

This cough.

With several nobles around him, he coughed.

"Ahem, ahem. Ahem, hahaha."

There was a nobleman who couldn't hold it back, and laughed directly out of the goose.

An Guogong's face was slightly red, and he ignored it, and ate the vegetables vigorously.

Among the royal princes and nobles.

Only Liu Yunmeng's eyes were shining, and he recited in a low voice: "Holding the sun and moon and picking the stars, I hope that one day Ren Pingsheng can also pick the stars like what is said in this poem and give them to me." ”

On a high platform.

Emperor Zhaowu glanced at his daughter, sighed in his heart, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the Xuanji Mirror.

The royal princes and nobles laughed for a while, and also refocused their eyes on the Xuanji Mirror, wanting to see who in this group of people could seize the opportunity.

I watched it for a while.

Their expressions changed again.

There are doubts, and there are confusions.

"The prince of Zhenbei and the three of the Demon Suppression Division, why don't they move?"

(End of chapter)