In the palace, the crown prince stood in the palace with a gloomy face, and the anger in his eyes was about to drip water.

"Did you find it?" said the prince in a low voice.

A little eunuch swallowed and foamed at the mouth when he heard this, and said dryly: "No."

"Bang" The little eunuch flew out.

"Waste, it's all a bunch of waste, you can't even find a thing, what's the use of you waiting."

Saying that, Chen Qian was still angry, and after infusing his left foot with mana, he kicked towards the little eunuch, and this foot went down, but he was afraid that his tendons would be broken and fractured, which was inevitable.

"Your Highness is angry, the slave has a good idea" The little eunuch saw the prince flying over, his own life was about to be guaranteed, and he was in a hurry.

The prince's feet stopped in mid-air: "What can you do, if you can really find the tiger talisman, Your Highness will record you a great achievement, if you can't find it, I will cure you for the crime of bullying the king."

The little eunuch hurriedly turned around, knelt on the ground and said: "Your Highness, that Wang Mingyang is a Confucian sage, cultivated to Tongtian, His Royal Highness is now the monarch of the future country, as long as Wang Mingyang is asked to deduce, I am afraid that I will not be able to find the whereabouts of the tiger talisman."

When the prince heard this, he retracted the soles of his feet: "Yes, it's a good idea, you go to find out the news of Mr. Mingyang, and His Royal Highness will be rewarded afterwards."

"Your Highness, the slave has long been thinking about His Highness, then Wang Mingyang entered Beijing yesterday and is currently resting in Taixue Mansion," the little eunuch said.

Chen Gan's eyes lit up: "Hurry up and invite Mr. Mingyang to enter the palace."

When the sky darkened, Wang Mingyang came to the palace in simple clothes and saluted the prince: "I have seen Your Highness."

"You're welcome, sir, please take a seat."

The two sides sat down, and the prince waved his hand and motioned for all the guards to retreat, and then said in a low voice: "Please come over this time." There is really something that cannot be said."

"Please also ask Your Highness to come along, if the grass people have the ability, they will definitely share their worries for His Highness," Wang Mingyang said tepidly.

Chen Qian said about the loss of the tiger talisman of the conquest army, Wang Mingyang changed color when he heard this, and immediately arrived: "Your Highness take it a little." I'll do it for Your Highness."

Chen Qian's face was overjoyed when he heard this: "Sir, please take it."

Wang Mingyang closed his eyes, and then his fingers sketched in the void, and one by one the characters jumped out, constantly changing and evolving in the void according to a certain trajectory.

At the same time, go to the capital. In the Pingtian Palace, Chen Jiu, who was practicing calligraphy, suddenly raised his head, revealing a trace of disdain, and the power of the sky in his hand surged, and then thought about it, but it was hidden invisible. The qi machine around the body is introverted, and the heavenly machine is upside down and chaotic.

After a cup of tea, Wang Mingyang let out a long breath, and two chopstick-thick Haoran righteous qi flowed out of his nose and dissipated into the air.

"How?" Chen Qian couldn't help but say.

Wang Mingyang sighed slightly: "The tiger talisman of the conquest army is in the upper capital, and the forces in the upper capital are mixed, but there are only a few of them with their own small world. The grass people can only vaguely sense that the tiger talisman is in a small world in the capital city, and the rest of the heavenly machines have been erased, and they can't see it really."

The prince was overjoyed when he heard this, and then frowned: "Not in the palace, small world."

Speaking of this, the prince's face became more and more gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Can it not be gloomy, Shangjing can exist in the small world under the humanitarian luck are all humane ministers, and only by being implicated with the humanitarian luck can we avoid the backlash of the humane luck.

"Sangong Wumu. The prince's heart flowed quickly, but his face remained silent: "Thank you, sir, there will be heavy thanks in the future."

After asking Wang Mingyang for some knowledge, he sent Wang Mingyang away. The prince returned to the dormitory with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was calculating.

On the third day, the sky was cloudless, and the humanitarian luck was boiling over the capital, and there was a faint general trend of convergence.

"Today, the new emperor has achieved a great cause, and the people celebrate together" An official rode a spirit animal on the road and kept galloping to announce.

Chen Jiu's eyes flashed with a fine light, watching the prince inherit the ceremony and pray for the heavens under the auspices of the officials of the Ministry of Rites and the Qin Heavenly Eunuch, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a group of princes behind him looked at the high-spirited prince, and jealousy flashed continuously.

"The prince can't find the tiger talisman for the army now, it seems to be roasted on the fire, this tiger talisman is the foundation of the country, but you can make a little fuss in it" Chen Jiu's heart flashed one conspiracy after another.

The crown prince became a great cause, and the crown princess was naturally promoted to the queen.

The crown princess has a dignified appearance, beautiful and beautiful, and has a luxurious atmosphere that fills it, and her figure is just right, all of which show perfection, and the slight flaw is full of a sense of arrogance, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be approached.

Chen Jiu let out a deep breath: "The confidence is insufficient, I want to see how long you can survive."

After a series of ceremonies, the boiling dragon qi in the sky reorganized, and a golden dragon of luck was suspended again in the void of Shangjing City.

Compared with the previous emperor's luck true dragon, this true dragon is slightly immature and weak, far less than it.

The ceremony was completed, and Chen Qian officially ascended the throne as a new generation of emperors of the human race.

"Strange, why didn't the people of the Heavens and Hundred Clans come to make trouble" Chen Jiu became more and more uneasy in his heart, although he had already expected that the Demon Emperor and the Barbarian Emperor and other emperors of the Heavens and Hundred Clans were brewing some big conspiracy, but when it really came to an end, he was still full of uneasiness.

Sangong Wumu's face was serious, and he was not happy because no one made trouble, if something went wrong, it was a demon, if the demon clan and the barbarian people came to make trouble, it was not necessarily a bad thing, and it was not necessarily a good thing if they didn't come to make trouble.

The ceremony has just ended, the ministers are drinking in the hall, the princes can't help it at this time, now the new emperor has succeeded to the throne, the overall situation is settled, everyone has no sense of security in staying here, who knows if his brother will be as ruthless as the emperor, and take the opportunity to serve his brother.

This time it was because of Chen Jiu, a powerful prince, otherwise the battle for the throne would inevitably be bloody, and the human race would be terrified.

Outside the capital city, the princes led the horses to stand in front of the gate of the capital, and Chen Jiu rode a green ox, which was the innate Yimu sacred cow.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there will be a farewell for thousands of miles, let's disperse here, after going back, I will run the territory and restore some luck of my human race, and now the people of the hundred clans are eyeing each other, and when we and other brothers need to work together to stabilize the foundation of my Great Zhou, if there are brothers framing each other, they will inevitably attack each other" Chen Jiu clasped his fists with both hands, and had his own demeanor.

"What Brother Jiu said is that I will sit in Fandi in the future, so we will naturally support each other and work together," the eighteenth prince said with a smile.

The second prince nodded: "Let's go, although this Shangjing is good, after all, it is not a place for me to stay for a long time, you brothers take care."

Seeing the second prince go away with the frame, all the princes greeted each other and left one after another.

Chen Jiu sat on the green cow, silent for a long time, and when he saw each other again, he was afraid that it would be a vicissitude of life, and things would be wrong.

The prosperity is over, and the new majesty is calculating how to enter the small worlds of the major families to find tiger talismans, while the Confucian people are calculating how to go further and control part of the artifact authority.

No one knows what the people of the two lich clans are brewing.

The Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, and the great forces of the heavens had calculations.

In the capital, Wang Mingyang and Chen Jiu sat opposite each other.

It is a gazebo, and the tables and chairs on the gazebo are not tea, but a book.

"Sir, I remember that I first arrived in the Forbidden Sea, cumin, and had no support, it was by relying on Mr.'s support that I could enter the eyes of the first emperor and recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors" Chen Jiu sighed lightly, and unconsciously came to this forbidden sea for more than 4,000 years.

"This book is the brainchild of Mr., I am not a Confucian child now, this book naturally has no reason to be stored, and I will return it to Mr. today" Chen Jiu gently pushed the book in front of him.

Wang Mingyang looked at the book and sighed lightly: "It's a pity, how good it would be if you joined my Confucianism."

"Confucianism is not my way, my way is even immortality, and I am at ease. Do your best for humanity and plan for Confucianism, this is not the life I want, I count it all day long, even if it is alive, what is the meaning, I am too tired, I am lazy, I can't stand the hard work."

Wang Mingyang raised his head: "Since I gave this book away, there is no reason to take it back, it can be regarded as a trace of incense, if something happens to me in the future, the inheritance of Confucianism will depend on you." 88 reading

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