When the last trace of golden mangs converged, the green smoke vortex suddenly erupted with a loud "boom" sound, and began to collapse inward, only a few breaths of effort, the green smoke dissipated, leaving only a square circle of pale white streamers, like clouds and mist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rich, fiery, upright, pure, so that those who see it, can immediately feel a sense of enlightenment and wisdom.

The literary atmosphere was originally formless and phaseless, but with the help of the luck of the national dynasty, it was manifested with this elegant jade, and it immediately had the effect of opening up and being wise. If the individual gains it, it increases its wisdom, and the country gains it, and the culture and fortune prosper.

Under everyone's gaze, the mass of Wen Qi began to slowly levitate upward, and then slowly moved towards the pillar of light in the courtyard.

At this time, Tang Ze was bowing his head and pondering, the purple jade brush in his hand had been resting on the jade platform, Xiao Lou walked over, as if in the Wenxin Building, washed the brush, and then placed it in the original seat.

A moment later, a thick pillar of incandescent white light rushed straight into the night sky from the courtyard of Qiongyulou, crashing into the dense atmosphere, bursting out with a violent white light, illuminating the surrounding space and attracting the attention of the entire Tianjing City.

In the main hall, Tang Ze and his party walked forward again.

When I came to participate in the Qiongyu Poetry Society, the first thing I should have done was to worship the saints. Tang Ze just acted, but it was a little unruly.

"Brother Tang, this is the little marquis of the Shenwu Hou family, Li Weibo...... This is the fourth lady of the Squire family of the Ministry of War, Sister Shui Rou...... This is the son of Yulin's Taishou family, Su Can. This is ......"

Zhou Ning'er kept introducing this group of young ladies to Tang Ze, of course, there were also officials and scholars, the further north he went, the higher his status, and the more solemn Zhou Ning'er's tone became.

Several princes and princesses, as well as the top five respected Confucian elders, Zhou Ning'er even focused on the introduction.

The other party smiled and saluted, Tang Ze smiled and returned the salute, and the other party said a few words of compliment on the atmosphere of the tide, and then politely said a few words to each other, even if they knew each other.

Those who are interested in making friends, those who are flattering, those who show disdain, those who are jealous, those who are jealous, those who look at them angrily, and so on, and so on.

After all, Tang Ze represents the Prime Minister's Mansion at the moment, the other party takes the initiative to show goodwill, whether it is sincere or false, and the other party does not take the initiative to offend him, he can't ignore people, and the harmony on the scene must be maintained.

"It's just a slight sense, there are eleven masters of the third realm in this sixth layer, and the martial artists of the true qi realm are even denser, these people. Jade pendants, rings, swords, longbows, all of them are the top magic weapons, and even treasures have seen several pieces. One by one, it's just ...... The strength of the local tyrant itself is not bad. The Great Zhou Dynasty was founded for 600 years, although it has seen decline, but in the end it is still profound, the roots are not rotten, and there is still salvation. ”

While Tang Ze knew these powerful children, he was paying attention to the observation and thinking secretly in his heart.

Tang Ze promised Zhang Weixian to see their condition. In his previous life, he was a great grandmaster, and he was the leader of the Chinese Alliance, so he was naturally extremely accurate in looking at people.

Among these people, there may be many who are as pure as An Yongnian. But there are also some people who are strong and able to write and martial arts. Manners are elegant, polite and courteous. These people are all from really big families, their expressions are calm, and they know at a glance that they have received a good education, and there is no shortage of experience. Even if there are many unsuccessful guys, who don't learn and don't have skills, and their muscles and bones are loose, their knowledge is extremely deep.

The people here almost represent the court officials of the next generation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and also represent the atmosphere of the next generation of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. If you only know how to write poems and lyrics, chant the moon and make the moon, and the beauty of the oiran, but do not practice martial arts, and concentrate on accumulating Haoran righteousness, it is a lack of blood, which is a phenomenon of dynasties turning from prosperity to decline.

"Two hundred years...... to three hundred years. ”

Based on what he had seen and heard, Tang Ze secretly made a conclusion in his heart. He hadn't seen what the previous Da Zhou was like, but at this time, he already knew that Zhang Weixian had talked about "innovation", and most of the things he didn't know about.

Zhou Ning'er introduced all the people who were qualified to be introduced separately to Tang Ze. Then he worshipped the saint with Tang Ze and others, and then introduced Tang Ze's identity to everyone in the hall: "This is the fourth prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Tang San, my friend." ”

Tang Ze smiled, and said with a bow: "Tang San, I have seen you." ”

Everyone in the hall showed a cautious look, even though they all knew that Tang Ze was just a righteous son of the prime minister, but he was able to participate in the Qiongyu Poetry Meeting on behalf of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and forced back King Heshun and the Nine Emperor Princes outside, and then wrote "You Meigu Village" on the elegant jade bi, which attracted a tide of literature. Such people cannot be careless.

"Brother Tang, Lord Chaoyang, there is just a vacancy here, why don't you come and sit. ...... Haha, Brother Tang, you are a talented person, and you have to give a few more masterpieces later. ”

Tang Ze looked over when he heard this. It was the little grandfather of the Weiguo family, Yang Yi, who spoke, with a hearty voice, a resolute face, and sharp edges and corners, which made people feel that he was a scheming person at a glance.

But the position he sat on was on the third step, and the vacant seat next to him was even lower on the third step. Tang Ze came on behalf of the Prime Minister's Mansion, even if he wanted to sit on the throne, he could, and those Confucians would willingly give it up.

The Great Zhou Dynasty governs the country with etiquette, and one seat can explain a lot of problems. Yang Yi's invitation seemed to be enthusiastic, but it was actually suppressed. Intentions are not sinister.

Tang Ze understood in his heart, his face showed a smile, and he nodded: "Thank you, Brother Yang." As he spoke, he led someone over.

"Brother Tang......"

Zhou Ning'er called in a low voice, and then stopped, she knew that Tang Ze was not the kind of person who liked to suffer, this Yang Yi dared to touch his tiger whiskers, wait a minute, there will be a good show to watch! She represents King Wenyuan, and it stands to reason that the position should be on the second ladder, but Zhou Ning'er laughed at the moment, stopped making a sound, and followed.

This time, Zhou Ning'er really blamed Tang Ze, he was on behalf of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but there was no need for him to compete with others everywhere, and there was a reason for the two shots he made downstairs. Writing poems on elegant jade is just out of curiosity.

At this time, I was calculated by others, and I didn't feel anything. He didn't plan to mix in the court, and one seat couldn't decide anything. Besides, he just came to see the excitement, the third order was located in the middle of the main hall, Tang Ze sat here, and he could hear more sounds. In the end, Yang Yi's small methods were too naïve and low-level in his eyes, so that he couldn't even think about it.