Emperor Blood!

Ying Wuji wasn't sure if Zhao Ji was bluffing himself, but he could feel the vitality of that drop of Emperor Blood's blood from a long distance, and there was even a trace of longing in his heart.

This desire seems to be to become a higher level of life.

This Nima!

Ying Wuji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that the temptation of this thing was no different from the water in the desert.

He looked away and barely pulled out a smile: "Father, this Emperor Blood, we shouldn't have a few drops in Dali's inventory, right?"

"This is the last drop!"

Zhao Ji didn't mean to hide it at all.

Ying Wuji was already muttering in his heart, and now he didn't dare to take it easily: "Then what do you think...... Am I worthy? This kind of good thing should be left to Prince Ning."

"Ning'er has already used it, as long as she is given time, her cultivation will definitely be above mine."

Zhao Ji didn't answer the question of whether he was worthy or not, but asked another question: "Don't you want to ask, where did this Emperor Blood's come from?"

"Where did you come from?"

Of course, Ying Wuji is curious, this Emperor Blood is undoubtedly a top-notch divine object, but there are not many male lords in the history of the Li Kingdom, so there is no reason to stay until now.

Zhao Ji still didn't answer, and asked a new question: "What do you think the bloodline is?"

"The bloodline is the bloodline, the ancestors and princes will be the prime minister, and the descendants will be rattling."

In the concept of Ying Wuji, bloodline is something like genes.

Zhao Ji shook his head: "Then let me ask you again, the tribal inheritance is based on the surname, each clan is separated, and it stands to reason that it is inherited from the same ancestor, and the bloodline concentration should be almost the same. But now you see that there are 14 surnames and more than 20 surnames, all of whom are descendants of Zhuan, but only the royal bloodlines of Win, Zhao, and Mi are the strongest, why do you say this?"

"This ......"

Ying Wuji pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "So, the so-called bloodline is actually given by status?"

Zhao Ji neither nodded nor shook his head: "It is rumored that in ancient tribes, there was no strict distinction between respect and inferiority within the clan, the people in the clan only had different division of labor, some hunted and some gathered, even if it was the patriarch, it was a sage elected by the clan.

But later, some people suddenly discovered that when there is a patriarch in the same family for three generations in a row, the probability of producing strong offspring will be greatly increased, and even if there is no patriarch in the next generation, the bloodline advantage will slowly decline after three generations.

From the patriarch to the co-lord of the world, the so-called imperial bloodline will be generated, and future generations will have a chance to awaken.

The small sect was divided out of Yin Shi, and there was still a bloodline advantage, but after three generations, there will be a certain degree of decline, and the degree of decline depends on the status. If he rises again, his bloodline will be revived.

The surname of Chu Guo Mi has declined, but since he won the viscount title of Zhou Tianzi, Chu has gradually grown, and now the bloodline is not inferior to Ying Zhao.

And the ancestors of the two families of Ying Zhao are the eldest sons and second sons of the cockroaches, and the bloodline has been sluggish, and the father of the Zhao family was appreciated by the Son of Heaven because of driving, and he was sealed to Zhao City, and your ancestors went over and merged into the Zhao family to revive the bloodline.

Later, you borrowed the name of raising horses and divided out, if you can't do it, the bloodline will definitely decline rapidly, but fortunately, your Qianguo has become a strong country, and now the strength of the bloodline is no less than our Zhao family.

It's a pity that no matter how strong Ying Zhao is, he is just a prince, and it is too difficult to recreate the bloodline.

However, there are other ancient bloodlines, and the ancestors are not very strong in the first place, so occasionally if you are lucky, you can also have a few."

"I see!"

Ying Wuji suddenly realized, he was curious before, obviously when the Great Zhou was established, many princes surnamed Ji were divided, why did they all behave in a wasteful manner, and finally disappeared in the long river of history, but I didn't expect this to be the case.

The Zhou royal family's control over the world is weak, and the bloodline must not be much stronger now.

However, this bloodline only represents an innate advantage, and unless the ancient bloodline awakens, it will not necessarily crush ordinary people.

But after knowing this, he became more and more curious: "Saying that Ying Zhao has declined like that halfway, how can he keep the blood of Emperor Zhuan until now?"

Zhao Ji smiled, "Who said that this Emperor Blood's blood was left from ancient times?"

"This ......"

Ying Wuji was stunned for a moment, it wasn't left, it was ......

Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes: "When the queen was just pregnant with Ning'er, an old Taoist priest came to Jiangcheng and gave us a secret method of blood fusion. This secret method can extract the source blood from the bloodline, if there is enough source blood, it can smelt the emperor's blood, and those who are melted will not be able to enjoy the status brought by the royal status for the rest of their lives."

Ying Wuji was shocked: "So the princesses in the royal family all live in the palace, and they rarely show up."

"Yes!"

Zhao Ji's expression was a little painful, and even a little hideous: "I sat in the heavy snow for ten days, and finally made up my mind, except for Ning Er and Zhao Qi, the little beasts, all of them are daughters!" You can't keep the throne by relying on women, and it's impossible to dominate Dali!

Therefore, when Ning Er was three years old, with the assistance of the old Taoist priest, I refined the blood of several princesses, and smelted a total of two drops of Emperor Zhuan's blood, one drop of which had been integrated into Ning Er's body, and it would be completely absorbed when I broke through the fetal metamorphosis realm.

She couldn't absorb another drop, so I kept it, thinking of observing Zhao Qi, but it turned out that he was just a lump of mud that couldn't support the wall.

So...... I've stayed until now."

He looked at Ying Wuji.

The right hand is raised slightly upwards.

The meaning is obvious: do you want it?

Ying Wuji: "......"

Growing so big, he experienced for the first time the feeling of being suffocated by the atmosphere.

The corners of his mouth trembled: "Zhao Ning doesn't know about this, right?"

Zhao Ji shook his head: "She doesn't know, don't let her know in the future!"

Ying Wuji: "......"

He seemed to understand what this drop of Emperor Blood's blood meant.

Strength!

Threat!

Guilt!

Strength, if this drop of blood is refined, the cultivation of the fetal transformation realm will definitely advance by leaps and bounds.

Threatened, a drop of emperor blood is so strong, how strong will this righteous Eight Meridians Awakening bloodline be? He was pointing to himself to completely cut off the idea of going back.

And guilt......

For the royal family and the big families, the bloodline is their innate superiority, and for them, being robbed of the bloodline is similar to being disabled for life.

Just imagine, an organ transplant alone is enough to make people guilty.

Now, Ying Wuji is facing more than a dozen princesses who are undergoing organ transplants together.

If you really want to leave in the future, can you get by on your conscience?

Even if you are sure that you will not leave in the future, you can take it with peace of mind?

How will you react when you see those princesses in the future?

He felt that Zhao Ji was a little exaggerated, because judging from the current situation, Tangtang's talent was so perverted, probably because he accepted the emperor's blood. Zhao Ling didn't know if he accepted it, but at least he survived.

But this drop of blood, he still can't stand it.

Ying Wuji felt his head swell a little, and rubbed his hair: "You ...... How dare I take it?"

Zhao Ji smiled: "You are such a person!"

The corners of Ying Wuji's mouth grinned, "You really pinched me to death."

Zhao Ji slowly stood up: "I just want to tell you, as long as you completely give up the careful thinking in your heart and can really be in the same boat with the Zhao family, you can give as much sincerity as you want."

But I see that you are under a lot of pressure now, but there is no need to worry, there is still a lot of time before you break through the fetal transformation realm, you have a lot of time to think about it, this drop of emperor blood, I will keep it for you for the time being."

"Thank you, Father!"

Ying Wuji bowed respectfully, although he did not accept this drop of imperial blood, but when he came today, he had a great improvement in his relationship with the Zhao family.

Alas......

Zhao Ji patted him on the shoulder: "Just let go of the Hundred Family Event, there is a lonely support for you, don't have any worries!"

Ying Wuji nodded, "Yes!"

"Go back and rest! Remember the matter of the emperor's blood, don't tell Ning'er."

"Yes! Father, rest early."

Ying Wuji originally wanted to pull out his legs and leave, but suddenly thought of a question: "That's right, father! I heard that the 100 schools of thought conference has been restructured, and the previous method of preaching separately has been abolished, and the topic debate has been changed. It is said that this topic was decided by you and your masters, can you ...... it?"

Zhao Ji frowned: "If you want to fight for your teacher's seat, take out your real talent and learn to fight." I actually want to let the lonely question go through, and I'm really ashamed of your teacher! Fuck off!"

"Get out of here!"

Ying Wuji bared his teeth and turned to leave the Chongli Palace.

Seeing Ying Wuji come out, Zhao Xin couldn't help asking, "Master Horse! I can't hear a word of what you and Your Highness have said!"

"It's weird if you hear it!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand helplessly: "Let's go! Go home!"

When he got into the carriage at the gate of the palace, he suddenly pointed to the side and asked, "Huh? Isn't this the Earl's mansion? How can you ......?"

Zhao Xin smiled: "It's the Pony Mansion now! When you get married, you must leave me a room!"

Ying Wuji: "......"

Damn it!

The more this favor is owed, the more it is owed.

……

Lee's Annex.

Li Caitan was wearing a long tulle dress, reclining on a low table and half-sitting, carrying a wine jug on his old shoulders, tilting his head and pouring wine between his two red lips.

The autumn night breeze blows, the long skirt sways with the wind, the long hair strokes the temples, and the eyes are hazy, looking extremely beautiful.

"Sand ......"

"Sand ......"

"Sand ......"

There was a sound of footsteps.

Li Caitan followed the prestige and saw that his coachman was walking with a smile.

The status of the coachman is very low, and he can't enter the yard, that's the rule.

However, Li Caitan did not mean to scold him.

"Miss, it's time to go to bed!"

With a smile on his face, the coachman looked at her scantily clad body unscrupulously, but there was no lust in his eyes.

Li Caitan was a little displeased: "The next time you see me, can you change to a good-looking body, so that I can still be happy with you, this is really disgusting."

The coachman looked disappointed, sat directly at the other end of the low table, snatched Li Caitan's wine jug, and directly choked on the spout and poured it.

"Hiss......"

He grinned comfortably: "I used to take away some handsome men and beautiful women, but then I found out that men and women are just like that, and it's not as interesting as drinking!" No, I don't believe you take a sip!"

Li Caitan glanced at the spout he had just purked, and pushed it over with a look of disgust: "Drink it yourself!"

"......Shh

The coachman cut and poured it again.

Li Caitan looked at him: "Say...... Is your real body male or female?"

The driver asked, "Don't you know that it's taboo to ask about your boss?"

"Boss?"

Li Caitan snorted: "I treat you as my boss, but some people don't care when they see their subordinates under house arrest."

The coachman didn't care, "Haven't I come?"

Li Caitan Nunu mouthed: "With your body, don't say if you can take me to escape, as for those pork sellers in Nanshi, can you beat them?"

The coachman spread his hands: "They are all Svens, what do you want to do all those things that fight and kill all day long?"

"Sven ......"

Li Caitan gave him a blank look, although she had not seen the boss's deity, she had seen his murderous side.

Back then, he just snatched away the fetal transformation realm of a three-grade spirit fetus, and he attacked and killed two powerhouses in the soldier realm in one fell swoop.

Knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow, his face was covered with blood.

But that determined look is like eating a big pelvic bone on the side of the street.

"Then what are you doing here for?"

"Participate in the 100 Schools!"

The coachman said as a matter of course, "We are all from Yang Zhumen, and we can be counted as hundreds of people. How can our generation of scholars miss such a grand event?"

Li Caitan: "......"

I believe in your ghosts!

The coachman suddenly smiled, "How long have you not been out?"

Li Caitan thought for a while: "It's less than a month, but I can survive......

The coachman asked, "Do you know the news from outside?"

"The news is blocked, how do I know?"

Li Caitan was a little impatient, although the person in front of her was her boss, but she taught me to pay attention to "for me", and the rules were not so strict.

Not to mention just a boss, even if the sect leader is here, she should give white eyes, still give white eyes.

The coachman smiled and said, "Yes! If you knew the news from outside, how could you stay here honestly?"

"What do you mean?"

Li Caitan's brows suddenly furrowed.

The coachman stared at her, a hint of teasing flashing in his eyes: "You should have been locked up before the meeting, right?"

Li Caitan was a little irritable: "So what?"

"Then do you know who is presiding over the meeting?"

"I heard it's the Zhou Le Fu Order."

"Then do you know who this week's Yuefu Order is?"

"Who do I care who he is?"

"Oh!"

The coachman nodded, "So you don't want to know, then I won't talk about it!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the corner of Li Caitan's eyes: "If you don't want to say it, just fuck me off!"

"Yo! Xiao Caitan is angry!"

The coachman stopped teasing her, and said directly, "Yes! Exactly who you think."

"Jiang Taiyuan?"

"Who else could there be?"

「……」

I don't know why.

It's still that face.

But no matter what Li Caitan's demeanor was in the past, he had a flattery that disappeared in an instant.

His eyes were cold, and even his breath was trembling.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank him."

The coachman smacked his lips, "If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have joined me to teach." But you are also ruthless enough, if you don't destroy your Kun Cheng body, he will definitely not abandon you ruthlessly. When the time comes, he will live in seclusion in the mountains, and after one or two decades, he may be able to get a flawless script and help the surname Jiang regain control of the country. At that time, a family of three will be considered a strong party!"

"Is he worthy?"

Li Caitan's voice was cold, and his eyes were full of hatred.

She destroyed Kun Cheng's body, thinking that all the misfortunes of the Li family women came from this.

If that person truly loves himself, then Kun Cheng's body is worthless.

But if what he values is Kun Cheng's body, then he is worthless.

Li Caitan suddenly wanted to laugh.

The moment she destroyed Kun Chengzhi's body, she felt free.

didn't expect that even if it was ruined, she would still not be able to escape the shackles of Kun Cheng's body for the rest of her life.

She just hated, Cai Mei did save her when she entered the palace, but she couldn't leave Jiangcheng one step away, and she couldn't stab this scumbag!

"He...... How dare you come to the country of Li!"

Li Caitan gritted his teeth, and the mixed yuan true qi in his body had a faint tendency to be uncontrollable.

The coachman smiled and pinched her face: "Little Caitan, do you want to go out?"

"Can you take me out?"

Li Caitan stared at her deadly: "Although I am barely safe now, King Li's

People are staring at me, and if I dare to leave Jiangcheng, they will surely dig three feet into the ground. Just for me to teach the background in Jiangcheng, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect me, right?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own way!"

The coachman smiled and asked, "How is your true qi now?"

Li Caitan narrowed his eyes: "The bloodlines of the Li Kingdom clan have been almost collected, and the proton of the Wu Kingdom and the Proton of the Yan Kingdom also have it, but it is a pity that the proton of the Qianguo Country has not grasped it!" You really have a problem with what you do, if he went to the Qinglou at that time, he would have arranged for me to come there......

The coachman spread his hands helplessly: "You also know the situation I taught, and none of them follow the rules. At that time, I also asked someone, and they said that it involved assassination, and it was not appropriate to involve you, and they also said that they would find a chance for you to sleep with Ying Wuji."

"Perfect ......"

Li Caitan couldn't help licking his lips, speaking of ancient bloodlines, it was indeed more interesting than Ying Wuji.

However, she was still a little puzzled: "Ying Zhao is of the same ancestry, and although the one I picked up is not a son, he is also the grandson of the previous King Li. Why do you still want to take the blood of the prince of the country?"

"Since the Qianguo has been established, the bloodline has been rooted in the new country, how can it be the same as the Zhao family's bloodline?"

The coachman shook his head: "In this grand event, people from all the royal families came, and the royal family surnamed Jiang of Qi Country did not come, but there was also an illegitimate son of Tian Weihou. On the side of Chu State, there is a female son-in-law, who can only be sacrificed with that surname, and it is also a big family with the surname Mi."

"Item?"

Li Caitan was a little dissatisfied, in addition to the royal family of Chu State, only Qu Jingzhao's three families could be regarded as real clans.

Item...... How strong can the bloodline be?

The coachman smiled, "This son's cultivation is quite strong, not to be underestimated. There are not many opportunities like this grand event, and this time I will strive to take your true qi to a higher level. As long as you can make up the bloodlines of other royal families, I will help you kill Jiang Taiyuan, and then take you to Qianguo to win the victory!

At that time, let the sect leader help you repair Kun Cheng's body, and the heirs born will also be able to awaken the bloodline, and then the Qianguo will be able to unify......

He stopped talking.

Because a knife was hanging around his neck.

"You mention Kun Cheng's body again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Li Caitan's expression was slightly cold, her bottom line was that she couldn't return to the shadow of the Li family.

What's more, she has now mastered the Mixed Yuan True Qi, and she is close to Dacheng.

After this grand meeting of 100 schools, we will be able to enter the realm of Dacheng.

If you can successfully plunder the invincible bloodline, and even enter the legendary realm of consummation, if you master another supernatural power, even in the supernatural realm, it is difficult to meet opponents, why do you still have to live by giving birth to children?

Relying on her stomach, even if she can become the queen of the new Son of Heaven, she is not happy.

"Okay! But you have to put the knife down, the body belongs to your coachman."

The coachman grinned and squeezed the blade of the knife and removed it from his neck.

Li Caitan's expression eased slightly: "Say it! How can I leave?"

"It's easy!"

The coachman smiled and took out a scroll from his arms, opened it and saw that it was actually a portrait of Li Caitan.

Dressed in red, lifelike.

Li Caitan Tong Kong condensed: "What is this?"

"Knowingly!"

With a wave of the coachman, the woman in the painting turned into a streamer and appeared in front of the table, looking no different from Li Caitan.

Then he took out a letter, stuffed it into the arms of the woman in the painting, and said with a smile: "When she wakes up, after reading the letter, she will honestly put you under house arrest, don't worry."

Danqing crosses the soul!

The coachman laughed, "What are you doing? I begged the wooden man for a long time before he was willing to paint it for me."

Li Caitan's expression was a little ugly: "Where did this blood come from?"

"Oh!"

The coachman pouted: "Don't worry about this! The blood of your heart is that of a cousin of yours, her son died, and her husband had a new love, so she did

We committed suicide by throwing ourselves into the river, but we are not in the habit of killing innocents indiscriminately."

Li Caitan had already thought of who this cousin was, and when he was celebrating the Chinese New Year the year before last, he went back to his parents' house and found himself complaining about his bitterness.

Sure enough, I still couldn't stand it and committed suicide.

She pointed to the woman in red who was lying beside her, "What kind of person is this one drawn with her heart's blood?"

The coachman smiled a little reservedly: "It's better not to know!"

"Say!"

"Silly Wood said...... It's a ***."

「……」

Li Caitan lost his mind for a moment and muttered, "I originally thought that he would be a hero."

The coachman smiled and waved his hand, "What do you want to do so much?" What do you listen to this kind of servile woman? You take this, and tomorrow morning, go to the Yuelai Inn in the west of the city to find me."

"Hmm!"

Li Caitan took the rune paper and painting skin, and nodded slightly.

When he looked at the coachman again, he found that his eyes were confused, so he carried it and threw it out of the yard.

"Jiang Taiyuan ......"

Li Caitan squinted his eyes and looked at the night sky where the stars and moon were shining, as if he was caught in some painful memory.

After a long time, she put on the painted skin, which turned into a misty light, integrated into her body, and the next moment she became a completely different woman.

Pure and lovely, but still with a hint of flattery.

She glanced back at the woman in red who had fallen into a coma and laughed at herself, "Oh, ***......"

Shaking her head, she directly urged the rune paper.

Five Elements Escape!

……

The days passed.

These days, nothing major is happening in Jiangcheng.

The masters recuperated in their respective courtyards, and only the students of each family mingled with each other, and they were very happy.

As long as there are many people, you will definitely hear hundreds of students quarreling...... Wrong! It's an argument!

After all, each school has different concepts, as long as you get together to chat, you are sure to be able to compete.

It is said that in the past, when the Jishita Gakugu Palace was not in decline, it was a lively scene every day.

It's a pity......

Later, it was only encountered at the Hundred Schools.

In addition to academic problems, the affairs of the Dali School Palace are also going away, for most students, they still hope that there will be another Jixia School Palace, otherwise they will not come every time there is a hundred schools.

It's a pity that the shadow left by the Jixia School Palace for hundreds of students is too deep.

When a school palace becomes a political plaything, it completely loses the meaning of its existence.

Since that banquet of the princes, many people have run to ask the master who went to the side hall of the Chongli Palace, and asked them what conditions the King of Li had offered.

After all, this time, King Li claimed to not only have a real official position, but even allowed students to come and go freely, which is a condition that all students yearn for.

After all, if you go to another country to be an official, it is completely based on the eyes of the monarch and the ministers.

Some people with peerless talents, if they are lucky, they can directly mix with big officials.

The talent is not so strong, the luck is average, you can only start from the staff doorman, if the main family has a pattern, maybe you can be elected as an official, if you like to take credit, it is very likely to be a lifelong staff.

The reason why Luo Yan has a good reputation and accepts 3,000 guests is because as long as the doorman puts forward excellent political opinions, he can be elected as an official.

Now, King Li has handed over the power of Ren Guan to the Xue Palace, which is enough to make many people crazy.

It's just that the answers given by the masters are not so optimistic.

"Not yet talked!"

If it hasn't been talked about yet, it's still talking.

Many talented students are extremely worried in their hearts these days, and they are inquiring about the follow-up of the Xuegong incident all the time.

Until yesterday morning, the Zhao clan's Changping Marquis sent someone to post a notice in front of the palace gate, which was full of 300 large and small official positions, and said that after the establishment of the school palace, 700 official positions would be issued.

Although there are large and small, they are all official positions that can give full play to their talents.

Since the notice was posted, Jiangcheng has been lively again.

The students of the hundred schools are roughly divided into two factions.

The optimists feel that King Li is sincere in running the school palace, and when the school palace is opened, it will be a matter of time before a thousand official positions are established.

The pessimists felt that Zhao Ji was fishing, and used 300 official positions to trick hundreds of students into killing them.

Both sides have their own opinions.

But whether pessimistic or optimistic, they all have a consensus.

It's the money for this school palace, and it may be really difficult.

The signs are obvious, because the Zhao clan posted a notice on the front foot, and announced on the back foot that it would spend a huge amount of money on repairing the river in Zhao Tu, clearly not wanting to pay for it.

With only the royal family's own money, can the Dali School Palace be built?

You must know that in the past, the Jixia School Palace was in charge of eating, living, and cultivating resources.

The tea and water expenses of the masters, the cultivation place where the spirit and qi are concentrated and borrowed, and the power of heaven and earth.

It all costs money.

"If you want me to say, it's hard! Several masters said that they didn't talk about it, and it must be that the finances are not in place!"

Tian Wenjing sat in the center of the hall, and his voice was quite loud: "If you want me to say, the finances of the Li royal family depend on the clan land, although there are several royal merchants, they also rely on the resources of the clan to survive. Needless to say, the Wei and Han families are selling hundreds of family favors, and it is impossible for them to pay for it.

It's the Li family, the crown princess is the Li family, and they can also become relatives of the royal family in the future, but they definitely won't get too much.

Think about it, our Tian family is the minister of Qi State, and he is the same in Qi State, but even so, it is the Jixia School Palace that was built with the strength of the whole clan.

Only rely on the Li royal family and the Li family, who don't know how much they can contribute? Why?"

He spoke in a straight and round manner, especially when he mentioned Tian's Jianji, and he had an expression of honor.

The eyes of the audience were focused on him, after all, Tian Weihou is the real nameless king of the Qi State, although Tian Wenjing is an illegitimate child, he is quite valued by Tian Weihou, and his status is no different from that of the prince of other countries, and it is not too far behind even the prince.

Tian Wenjing smiled, he enjoyed this feeling of being in the limelight.

If it had been before, he would have drunk wine and tea and only entered the private room.

But now that the 100 schools are about to meet, the center of the hall is the most important position.

Tian's construction of the Dali School Palace is indeed quite painful.

But to say that the whole clan is pouring out the strength of the whole clan is completely exaggerating, so that these people who are looking forward to the completion of the Dali School Palace don't want to eat fart.

At this time, someone asked, "Brother Tian thinks that how much does it cost to build such a Dali Xue Palace?"

Tian Wenjing made a rough calculation: "At least three million taels!"

"Hiss......"

Everyone gasped in unison.

Three million taels is really an astronomical amount for them.

You must know that in the prosperity of Jiangcheng, only quite capable workers can earn one or two per month.

Although most of the scholars have some family background, three million taels is still too far away.

"Everyone!"

A Confucian scholar dressed in a rather luxurious manner stood up: "I'm afraid the situation of the Li royal family is not optimistic, why don't we crowdraise some money?" If this school palace is built, it can be regarded as a future for all scholars, I, I will pay a hundred taels!"

Tian Wenjing: "???"

Are you sick in the head?

I'm trying to advise you not to daydream!

It's good for you guys not to daydream and spend money to buy dreams?

There was silence for a while, you readers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally someone began to speak.

"I'm not as rich as Brother Zhang, I'll pay ten taels, it's all my heart."

"I'm one

Two."

"I'm an inker, I don't have any money, I'll go back and ask Wufuzi to see if the guild can pay for it."

……

Tian Wenjing couldn't help it: "Don't go crazy! There are only a few people in the world who read in total, and your little money, in front of three million taels, is not even Mao at all! You don't want to wake up from this daydream, do you?"

The Confucian who was the first to pay was a little displeased: "I'm willing, can you manage it?"

Tian Wenjing was angry: "Okay! I remember you! Don't want to be an official in Qi in the future!"

"I didn't think about it! The official of the State of Qi? Hmph, the dogs don't do it!"

Confucian sneered, and then looked at everyone: "If you can trust me, you can hand over the money to me, and then I will go to see His Majesty King Li and make a modest contribution to the construction of the school palace!" If it doesn't work, it will be returned to everyone as it is after the event."

So saying, he took off his brocade robe, spread it on the table, and took off the gold ornament from his waist, and laid it on top of it.

The ornament looked at least ten taels, worth more than the hundred taels of silver he had promised.

"I believe Brother Zhang, this is ten taels!"

Someone took out ten taels and put them next to the gold ornaments.

Now, other people who want crowdfunding have also followed.

Tian Wenjing was so angry that his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted: "Sick! Purely sick! I'm mad at my father."

Private room on the second floor.

"Flutter! This idiot!"

Zhao Ning couldn't help but smile, but he didn't expect this Tian Wenjing's remarks to provoke these people to donate money.

Mi Xingli said with a smile: "The school palace is the desire of the people, after the decline of the grass, the students of the hundred schools are like lost souls, the thoughts cannot collide, and the progress of each family is much slower. Don't talk about them, I want to donate money. Brother Zhao, you can give me a thorough explanation, how much money is still lacking in the Li royal family?"

Zhao Ning's expression was slightly solemn, and he said, "Thank you for your kindness, our Li royal family is not short of money!"

"Okay!"

Mi Xingli spread her hands, in fact, what she said was the truth, if the school palace was really short of money, she was willing to go bankrupt and donate money.

Of course, the premise is that the school palace is in the state of Chu.

Forget it.

It's this "Zhao Ling", when she came to Li Kingdom, she deliberately got to know the famous figures of the Zhao clan, and there was no such person.

I don't know where it came from, not only did he get so close to Ying Wuji, but he was also able to enter the side hall with all the masters.

That's a little bizarre.

Qi Xingli even suspected that he was pretending to be the prince, but the prince had no reason to pretend to be such a person, and with her rich experience in counterfeiting, she couldn't see any traces of disfigurement.

The Li State Sect is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Ying Wuji pouted: "The son-in-law is really not authentic, these days she eats us and uses us, and she still thinks about us every day!"

"Brother Ying, it's a joke!"

Mi Xingli pursed her lips and smiled: "Today, who doesn't want to create a change in the law with his own hands? It's just that countries are mired in a quagmire, and it is really difficult to find opportunities for breakthroughs. Today, His Majesty King Li is vigorous and resolute, which makes us fascinated, naturally I want to see the methods of His Majesty King Li, and I am really itching!

If you really encounter difficulties when changing the law, you can let me know, and Xingli will definitely try her best to help!"

"Thank you very much!"

Ying Wuji smiled, at first he didn't know why Qi Xingli wanted to come up, but after getting along in the past few days, he also understood a little.

This chick really wants to change the law.

The kind that wants to go crazy.

It's a pity that she really can't help.

The state of Chu borders on Wei and Han, and if the military exercise is deterrent at that time, the effect will definitely be very good.

It's a pity that the national strength of Chu is very strong, unlike the Qianguo State that has just fought a big battle that hurts the muscles and bones.

If they are really allowed to come over and act, maybe it will come true while acting, although it is mainly Wei Han who is affected, but who can guarantee that Wei Han will not immediately drag the Zhao family into the water?

Mi Xingli is still itchy and hard to scratch

"Brother Ying, Brother Zhao, can't you really reveal what you said in the side hall? I can swear that I will never say to the outside world, your Zhao family's blood oath, our Mi family also has a similar one."

Ying Wuji: "......"

Zhao Ning: "......"

This man is so studious!

Mi Xingli pursed her lips: "If you don't say it, then I'll guess!" The picture of the king of Qian...... In the north?"

Hearing this, Ying Wuji and Zhao Ning both shrank as children.

This chick has something!

Mi Xingli pursed her lips and smiled: "It seems that I guessed correctly, you two can rest assured, this is an example of the change of the law in the Chu State in the future, and I have no reason to make a bad mistake in it." It's just that I'm thinking that if the plan is really in the north, the royal family's financial gap will be more than one school palace, and Wei Han's side ......."

Zhao Ning's expression was slightly cold: "Son-in-law, don't you think you have too many words?"

"This, this......"

Mi Xingli was a little regretful, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry! I am very eager to learn, and I have no intention of offending, so please forgive Brother Zhao!"

"Let's talk about it differently and drink tea!"

Ying Wuji poured two cups of tea, and changed the topic with a smile: "By the way, son-in-law, why didn't you see Xiang Ding today? He used to be with you!"

"Him!"

Mi Xingli was a little helpless: "A few days ago, when we went hunting on the outskirts of the city, we met a pair of sisters from Yan Kingdom who came to study, this stupid big sister in the picture!"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but admire: "The young man's love is just beginning, and Brother Xiang can still be by the son-in-law's side a few days ago, but he is also dutiful!"

"Dutiful? Forget it!"

Mi Xingli rubbed her temples: "If it weren't for the fact that the two sisters had a lot of old people in Jiangcheng, and they were busy visiting, so I couldn't spare time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen anyone else." As soon as the girl said she was free last night, he flew up to meet him and didn't come back all night."

At this time.

"Winter!"

"Winter!"

"Winter!"

There was a knock on the door.

Ying Wuji asked, "Who?"

"Brother Ying, it's me!"

Xiang Ding's voice sounded outside the door.

Ying Wuji got up and opened the door, feeling that Xiang Ding's slightly dark skin was a little whiter.

But when I looked at it, it was still so dark, as if it was because my expression had become better.

I used to always have a black face, and I looked like a master who didn't have feelings.

There is still no expression on his face, but his facial muscles have relaxed a lot, and he looks quite kind.

This is......

Ying Wuji glanced sideways slightly, and saw two good-looking women, who were the looks of Yandi women.

"These two are ......"

"Brother Ying, son-in-law! Let me introduce you to you."

Xiang Ding couldn't stop smiling on his face: "These two girls are the daughters of the Yandi Qing family, the eldest sister is Miss Qingshu, and the younger sister is Miss Qingting......

Qing Shu generously arched his hand: "I've seen the son-in-law, the son-in-law is Mowgli, Brother Zhao Ling!"

Qingting was a little shy, half-bowing her head and speechless.

Xiang Ding reminded in a low voice: "Little dragonfly, it's time to speak......

Zhao Ning: "......"

Ying Wuji: "......"

Xingli: "......"

Little dragonflies?

They looked at Qing Ting's delicate appearance, and then looked at Xiang Ding's mighty and warm man's expression, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Qing Shu sighed lightly and arched his hand: "My sister is recuperating at home all the year round, she rarely sees a living, and her personality is a little withdrawn, please don't be surprised!"

"No blame, no blame!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand again and again, but he always felt that this matter was a bit exaggerated.

This little dragonfly is so shy, how did Xiang Ding get taken down so quickly?

Could it be that this product has a cold face, but it is actually a pile driver?

I don't understand.

"Hahaha!"

Xiang Ding laughed heartily a few times, and quickly diverted the topic: "Anyway, what happened in the hall just now, it seems to be quite lively!"

Mi Xingli shook his head, this way of diverting the topic was too blunt, but he still said: "The students of the hundred families want to raise money on their own, and they want to help the Li royal family build the Li Xue Palace!"

Xiang Ding: "It turned out to be like ......"

At this time.

"!"

"Where did that kid with the surname Zhang run?"

"And the kid who followed him to donate money is gone!"

"Don't worry, that Brother Zhang said that if the school palace is not over, he will return the money to us."

"That's it, don't panic, how can anyone cheat money?"

"Stand out! When he collected the money just now, he didn't write the list, how can he return it?"

"Ha ......"

"The surname is Zhang, I really want to make peace with Ling Tang!"

Crowd: "......"

That's special.

It's really easy to cheat the money of the reader.

The Qing sisters looked fresh, leaning on the railing and looking down.

Happened.

The pattern on Qingshu's neck fell in Ying Wuji's eyes.

Ying Wuji's heart tugged, am I special, red, red dust are all me?

Qing Shu watched the excitement for a while, then turned around with a smile: "The hundred schools of thought are mixed, you must protect your money bags!" Especially Gongzi Wuji, you are known as the new God of Wealth in Jiangcheng!"

She smiled brightly, and her eyes stayed on Ying Wuji for a long time.

Ying Wuji subconsciously touched the jade pendant on his waist and smiled slightly: "Don't worry......

Xiang Ding laughed: "Brother Ying! Although Miss Qingshu is a woman, she often does business in the clan, and this time she took the initiative to ask to come to the Li Kingdom, but she specially wanted to ask for experience from you!"

Asking for experience?

I'm going to ask you for a head.

You stupid big man, you usually don't hide the disdain in your eyes when you see me.

I'm so enthusiastic today.

also sent an Enlightenment God Realm elder over.

"The little woman has indeed admired Gongzi Wuji for a long time, I don't know if I can sit closer!"

Qing Shu pursed his lips and smiled, although he was asking, he sat directly beside Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji: "......"

Gan!