Time gradually passed, the sky gradually darkened, but the entire New Year's prayer hall was brightly lit and lively.

The salamander drove slowly into the palace in the carriage of the East Palace and stopped in the square below the Hall of Prayer.

"Your Highness, the New Year's Hall has arrived."

The startled salamander called.

"Hmm." Inside the carriage, Li Chengqian answered, and then Izumo lifted the curtain and walked out first.

The squire who followed behind had already set up the maza.

When Izumo fell to the ground, Li Chengqian also got out of the carriage, and the ministers who came and went and the maids and servants in the palace saw it and greeted him respectfully.

At this moment, another person came out of the carriage.

This is a middle-aged man of about forty, with a long beard and beautiful hair, a clear appearance, a peaceful complexion, wearing a simple Confucian shirt, looking ordinary, but inexplicably has a heart-wrenching temperament.

After getting out of the carriage, he stood beside Li Chengqian, half a step behind, and looked at the brightly lit New Year's Hall silently.

Li Chengqian smiled and said, "What does Mr. Yang Ming think of this palace?"

was called Mr. Yangming by Li Chengqian, obviously this middle-aged man is Wang Shouren.

Wang Shouren woke up from some distant memories and said, "The atmosphere is more than enough, but it is too heavy."

Li Chengqian was about to speak, when suddenly a voice sounded from the side.

"What a big breath, this prayer hall cost millions of gold and silver, 100,000 laborers, and it took several years to complete, and generally only major events such as state banquets and sacrifices will be opened, but you can tell me, how did you lose its weight?"

When Li Chengqian heard the voice, he saw that it was Lin Ruofu, an old guy.

Wang Shouren did not argue with him, but shook his head and said, "It's me Meng Lang, and my words are inappropriate."

Li Chengqian said directly: "Lord Lin is here for the banquet? Together?"

Lin Ruofu glanced at Wang Shouren, and there was a strong fear in his heart for no reason, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and it was because of this that he took the initiative to argue with him for the first time.

As a result, the other party's fluttering sentence made his whole body fall into the void, which was really uncomfortable.

However, Li Chengqian has spoken, and he naturally can't continue to make trouble, in fact, compared to a certain fear at the moment, the prince is the existence that makes him chill the most.

Gao Ming is the word of the crown prince, ordinary people may not know, and even many officials may not know, but as the prime minister of the dynasty, he is naturally clear.

Coupled with the fact that the faces of the two are exactly the same, it can be said that there is almost nothing to doubt about the fact that the crown prince is Li Gaoming.

Like Chen Pingping, although he is not specialized in intelligence, he should not be unaware of such an extremely conspicuous matter.

But before today, even if Li Gaoming stood in front of him, he never thought that Li Gaoming was the prince.

Something implicit in this is too striking.

He took a deep look at Li Chengqian, and said slowly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites you, and the old minister naturally doesn't dare to disobey, please!"

Seeing that Lin Ruofu didn't mean to go first, Li Chengqian didn't push anything, and walked directly towards the New Year's Hall.

The ministers and celebrities of Qingguo in the palace all saluted when they saw Li Chengqian, although they were a little surprised that Li Chengqian and Lin Ruofu came together, but what made them most curious was Wang Shouren beside the prince.

for no one had seen him before this day.

However, at this moment, on such an occasion, he is only half a step behind the crown prince, and judging from some of Li Chengqian's casual performances, it seems that he attaches more importance to it than Lin Ruofu, the prime minister of the current dynasty.

That's kind of interesting.

For a while, many inquisitive eyes were cast towards Wang Shouren.

However, in addition, the envoys of Northern Qi and Dongyi almost all looked at Li Chengqian.

After all, the matter of attacking the Northern Qi Dynasty was raised by Li Chengqian at the Great Court Meeting.

Moreover, from some unknown intelligence, both Northern Qi and Dongyi knew by extreme coincidence that the one who really wanted to take Nanjing City was this Qingguo

His Royal Highness the Prince.

The chief of the Dongyi Mission was a middle-aged man with a sword at his waist, and Yun Zhilan, the eldest apprentice of the sword, looked around, and at this moment, his whole person exuded a cold aura, and he looked like no one was close to him.

When he looked at Li Chengqian, his eyes suddenly burst out with an extremely strong and murderous aura.

Sen Sen's sword intent was crushing, surging out.

Li Chengqian's eyes were slightly cold, and he pressed people with sword intent in front of him?

Joke!

At a thought, it seemed that a sword intent that was enough to cut through everything burst out from his eyes.

Especially with the blessing of powerful spiritual power, it was terrifying to the extreme, as if the sun, moon and galaxy were about to collapse under this sword.

Since he has given up the identity of Li Gaoming and given up hiding, he naturally will not be used to being a mere nine-rank swordsman.

Even if he is an apprentice of Sigu Sword.

In an instant, Yun Zhilan's face turned pale, and the whole person was like a heavy blow, and a stream of hot blood gushed out between his chest and abdomen, but he forcibly held it in his mouth and swallowed it again.

Dongyi, who he represents today, would be too embarrassed if he was hit hard by someone and vomited blood.

It's not just him, I'm afraid the entire Dongyi can't raise their heads.

Under the pale complexion, a flush swelled up, but his eyes when he looked at Li Chengqian were already full of shock.

Grand Master!

This prince of Qingguo is actually a great grandmaster?

He had never seen Li Gaoming, and he didn't know that Gao Ming was the character of Li Chengqian, the prince of Qingguo, so naturally he didn't know that Li Gaoming, the young great master who had recently become famous in Qingguo, was Li Chengqian.

At this moment, a strong unwillingness and jealousy surged in his heart, after many years of cultivation, he had not been able to get a glimpse of the threshold of the Great Grandmaster's realm, but the young man in front of him was already a real Great Grandmaster.

How can he not be jealous, how can he not hate?

However, after these emotions, only a deep fear and despair remained in his heart.

With such a young great master, or a prince, where is there a future for Dongyi and Northern Qi?

Sigu Jian and Kuhe are not young, how long can they hold on?

His eyes drooped, and he didn't dare to look at Li Chengqian again.

Li Chengqian smiled lightly, just nine grades, but just ants.

His eyes swept over an old man in the Northern Qi mission, and after a little pondering, he took Wang Shouren, Izumo and the startled salamander into the table.

As soon as Fang sat down, he felt a light in his eyes with a little anger and a little annoyance.

As soon as he raised his head, Li Yunrui on the other side was staring at him coldly, looking like he was gritting his teeth.

After the rule ability expired, Li Yunrui naturally had some guesses about Li Gaoming's identity, but it wasn't until she saw Li Chengqian with her own eyes at this moment that she really confirmed that Li Gaoming was Li Chengqian.

No wonder, on that day, she came forward to recruit Li Gaoming, not only did she not succeed, but she was also lightly beaten by a good student.

Now it seems that it was clearly this guy's subconscious move at that time.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of harp on the side of the hall, and in the solemn palace music, a eunuch shouted loudly: "Your Majesty has arrived."

After the words fell, Emperor Qing slowly walked to the dragon chair from the side.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

In the voice of the ministers, the hall was instantly filled with a solemn atmosphere.