As the promise was sung, all the people present left their seats, knelt on the ground, and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Not long after, the monarch of the Jin Kingdom said calmly: "Zhu Qing is flat." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

waited until Zhang Yan sat down before he finished looking at Yan Hongliang's appearance.

Women aside, it was the first time that Zhang Zhan had seen a man's posture, and his eyes lit up.

Wanyan has a bright nose and straight eyes, and his posture is meticulous. His lips were slightly thick, and he seemed to be lacking in words, but in his eyes full of wisdom, there was a glint of divine light. Coupled with the sympathy of heaven and man of the Ninety-Five Honor, his body naturally exudes a kind of spirit that looks down on the world. This kind of literacy makes people involuntarily give birth to the idea of surrender to be loyal to him.

And his calm tone is by no means contrived, it is natural. Just like roaring loudly during a quarrel to increase his aura, on the contrary, he does not need to deliberately coerce at all, which is enough to show the respect of his status.

After a short period of silence, Wan Yan Hongliang spoke: "The bandits in Qilong Mountain have finally been wiped out. ”

Raised the wine glass: "Actually, I am the most impatient to talk endlessly, and I will talk at length! Therefore, Zhuqing drinks this cup and respects my loyal soul buried under the loess." ”

After everyone was gone, Wan Yan smiled brightly: "The remembrance is over." I'll wait tonight, drink recklessly, and don't get drunk and don't return!"

The thunderous cheers sounded, like a wave, one after another, for a long time.

And at this moment, Zhang Yan felt that the face was crisp and refreshing, and he cut through the mess with a quick knife, without dragging the mud and water. Even Zhang Zan, who was a little resentful of the wrong birth, would definitely choose to be the courtier of the Jin Kingdom if he had a choice. Imagine that if there is such a master, Zhang Chuan will definitely serve him willingly.

People are more damned than people, and the most important thing is Zhao Kuo of the Great Song Dynasty, which makes Zhang Yan feel cold.

"Your Majesty!"

Murong Ying walked out, standing under the eyes of thousands of people, as steady as Mount Tai.

Not to mention anything else, just to remain normal under the eyes of the public, without stage fright, such courage is enough to make people admire. What's more, Murong Ying is chic and free, and he has a kind of pride and arrogance that treats any obstacle as nothing, which makes him stand out from the crowd and dazzling.

Wan Yan's loud and peaceful voice suppressed the surprise whispers of the ladies in the field, and said kindly: "Little eagle, please speak." ”

He called Murong Ying a little eagle, and he didn't know if such intimacy was his means to win people's hearts, or if he really looked at Murong Ying and liked it very much.

Murong Ying said loudly: "Xiaguan is a shallow martial artist, and he sings the gorgeous rhetoric of praise and virtue, but he only blames himself for being shallow and unable to express it." Therefore, the only way to celebrate my magnificent territory is to thank the emperor for his dedication and blood. ”

After finishing speaking, Murong Ying knelt on the ground: "Please allow the emperor!"

"Fuck you, get out of the way, don't come out and be embarrassed!" Wan Yan Hongliang said coldly.

But it's a pity that Zhang Yan's fantasy didn't come true, and Wan Yan smiled brightly: "Zhun Qing played." ”

It seems that it has become common for martial arts to compete on such an occasion, and none of the people present showed a surprised look. But invariably, they all turned their attention to the side of Wanyan Wuself. After all, the current situation is that the two princes are fighting, as long as they are not in these two camps, no one will be in the limelight. And since Murong Ying took the initiative to fight, the only one who is qualified to fight with him is the forces on the side of Wanyan Wuself.

Murong Ying set his eyes on Zhang Yan, who glanced at him from a distance, took a bite of the tender unwatered elbow meat, and smacked his mouth, showing no weakness.

Of course, this is that Zhang Yan has already thought of the way back, as long as Murong Ying names himself, he can hold his stomach and cry out in pain. In this way, even if he is full of faces, he will not force himself at all.

Well, but it might be a bit of a shame......

It's okay, I have a thick face and don't care. Zhang Zhanmei thought beautifully.

Murong Ying first sneered, and then said to Wanyan Hongliang: "Your Majesty, the lower officials actually have a love for Miss Xiao Yu'er. Therefore, if the lower official is lucky enough to win this challenger, can he ask the emperor for mercy and marry Miss Yu'er to the lower official!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yu'er, who was pointed at by Murong Ying, was immediately noticed by everyone.

Zhang Zhan got carried away for a while, and was about to get up, but he took the lead in saying: "Back to my father, as far as the emperor knows, Miss Yu'er has been promised to His Royal Highness Zhao Qingyun, otherwise she would have come with His Royal Highness Zhao Qingyun thousands of miles away." ”

Wanyan Hongliang naturally didn't know about such trivial matters, but Murong Ying took the first step and looked at Zhao Qingyun with a fierce look: "Your Highness, is there such a thing?"

Zhao Qingyun glanced at Murong Ying tremblingly, then at Xiao Yu'er, whose face was pale, and after opening his mouth, he slowly lowered his head and said tremblingly: "There is no ...... Never. Miss Yu'er, it's just a good ...... for me Good...... Good friends. ”

A ridiculous feeling easily drove away the endless anger in Zhang Yan's heart, Zhang Yan smiled miserably, and said fiercely: "Xiao Yu'er is really a good friend!"

Everyone was whispering, and everyone could see that Zhao Qingyun's words were insincere, and they could also see his nest. However, he didn't even bother to despise him, just looked at Xiao Yu'er with sympathy.

She was sold out completely.

Regardless of whether she is really obsessed with Zhao Qingyun or not, in short, her identity as a fiancée who accompanies Qianli, at this moment, is like a mustard, and she is worthless.

Wanyan Hongliang also glanced coldly at Zhao Qingyun, who lowered his head to his chest, he had not been angry for a long time. Because he didn't dare to imagine that a man would be so cowardly, slapped and spit and humiliated, but he didn't dare to complain even a word. The only thing that was said was the word "thank you".

After calming down for a while, Wanyan Hongliang said: "Miss Yu'er is the granddaughter of Marshal Xiao Po, although Marshal Xiao is ancient, his heroic appearance still impresses me. ”

"He is the hero I admire the most. ”

The light in Wanyan Hongliang's eyes skyrocketed: "Xiaoying must treat Miss Yu'er well, otherwise, I will never forgive!"

Murong Ying bowed to the end: "The lower officials will obey the emperor's will, and they will take good care of Miss Yu'er!"

In ancient times, the strong were respected, and women were more just vassals, and it was not uncommon to use women as the color head. Therefore, it is normal for Wanyan Hongliang to allow this. Another point is that he does have a high mountain reverence for Xiao Po, who has never been victorious, because he really can't stand Xiao Yuer's fiancé, who will be someone like Zhao Qingyun. Comparatively speaking, Murong Ying would be a better, even an excellent choice for her.

After all, Xiao Yu'er is already homeless, so let her put her roots in Shangjing, and it can be counted as a little sincerity that Yan Hongliang did to Xiao Po.

And Xiao Yu'er sat there blankly at this time, looking blank, as if she had lost her soul.

It wasn't until she was Wanyan Hongliang Chrysostom that she suddenly realized that her fate had been controlled by a man she had never met.

She didn't even glance at Murong Ying, and turned her head slightly with great difficulty and slowness, facing Zhang Yan. In today's world, in addition to Wan'er, there is only Zhang Yan who has the closest relationship with her. When people are completely helpless, the first thing they want to rely on is the person she is looking at now.

"Life has no roots, floating like dust. ”

Zhang Yan couldn't help but think of the sentence that always hung in her mouth, then stood up and said to Wan Yan: "We are friends, right?"

After finishing his face, he stopped talking: "Brother Zhang......"

Zhang Yan smiled and said solemnly: "If I die, please help me kill Zhao Qingyun." ”

Then Zhang Remnant bowed to the end: "The kindness is toothless and unforgettable!"

After saying that, Zhang Zhan laughed, walked to the middle of the field, hugged his fists and said: "Miss Yu'er is my Zhang Zhan's life, please take it away with Brother Murong!"

Murong Ying smiled brightly and nodded, "I said it, you can't run." (To be continued.) )