Two days later, the Holy Emperor of Daqian received the Xiliang Peace Delegation.

When Yan Shi saw the Xiliang Mission, he was startled, it turned out that the general who had been talking to him for a long time that night was a member of the Xiliang Mission, and when the general nodded to himself, he was suddenly a little embarrassed, and he would praise him for taking the head of the enemy general in the million army, but he didn't know if the head he took out was the general of Daqian.

The general's seat was at the front of everyone in Xiliang, and it seemed that his official position was not low. Yan Shiyi had the heart to ask people, but he didn't have any acquaintances around, in addition to the courtiers of the Emperor Daqian, the Pope of Xuanqian Palace and the three bishops, there was also the dean of the Sixth Academy of Daqian, Yan Shiyi sat at the bottom of the dean of the Sixth Academy, and was very far away from Mei Qingqiu, the archbishop of Linghai, and even farther away from the Pope. When he looked at Mei Qingqiu, he happened to see Cao Ziyuan looking at him with a smile.

Yan Shi knew with his knees that Cao Ziyuan was planning to wait to see how he got into trouble.

The Holy Emperor did not show an aggressive attitude, and always smiled at his courtiers and those foreign ministers who had come all the way to the imperial city.

Li Zhenzhou, the left attendant of the Xiliang Rite Department, pulled the prince Taibo Wen Lingyun from the next seat under the table, and whispered: "Lord Wen, looking at this situation, there is hope for us to recover the lost land. ”

Wen Lingyun just nodded, but did not speak, it was not the first time he had come to Daqian, he had two contacts with the Great Qian Holy Emperor, and he knew that he could not guess the thoughts of the Great Qian Holy Emperor on the surface.

The topic in the main hall has already talked about the loss of land in Xiliang.

The Holy Emperor suddenly yawned and said sleepily, "I'm a little sleepy after talking for so long!"

Li Zhenzhou sighed in his heart, there was no accident.

Wen Lingyun sneered in his heart, and whispered to the general in front of him, who had a late-night conversation with Yan Shiyi: "General Han, look, here it is again, the old trick is repeated!"

It turned out that this general was the commander of the Western Liang Dynasty, Han Qianlong, he shook his head slightly, and said softly: "Don't be impatient!"

The Holy Emperor glanced at Yan Shi with a little deep meaning, and then looked at Han Qianlong, and then said: "I heard that General Han and Sun Hanbo, the number one general under me, have always had the title of the king of the two soldiers of East Sun and West Han, and I have admired them for a long time, I don't know if I have the heart to see the mighty side of General Han today." ”

Wen Lingyun hurriedly tugged at the Han Qianlong under the table, his brows furrowed, and he shook his head slightly.

Who knows, Han Qianlong glanced at the Pope on the opposite side, and said with a smile: "One person dancing the sword, a little boring, I don't know if the Holy Emperor can send a general to compete with me!"

The Holy Emperor laughed and looked over at Yan Shi.

Yan Shi shook his head and sighed: It's coming, it's coming!

Sure enough, the Holy Emperor smiled and said, "It's really unfortunate that my generals are all out there and haven't returned, so why don't I order Yan Shiyi, the newly promoted head of Haoran Academy, one of the six academies of the Great Qian, to fight with you, how about it?"

Yan Shiyi knew that he couldn't escape, so he didn't wait for the Holy Emperor to call him, and he had already stood up by himself.

Han Qianlong sighed lightly, as if a little unexpected, and said, "Little brother, it turned out to be you!"

Yan Shiyi smiled bitterly: "It's exactly in the bottom, but I didn't expect that the general turned out to be a big man in Xiliang!"

The Holy Emperor was surprised, "What, you know?"

Yan Shiyi said: "I am fortunate to have a short distance with General Han!"

Han Qianlong also smiled and said, "Brother Yan and I can be regarded as the same as before!"

In the field, only the Pope laughed secretly in his heart: among the three, two were acting, but Yan Shiyi didn't know it.

The Holy Emperor was in a happy mood, and laughed: "That's great, I'm still worried that the sword has no eyes, for fear that one is careless, and the two of them will be damaged, since the two know each other, I believe it will stop immediately!"

"Of course!" said the Chill Dragon.

Only Cao Ziyuan was slightly angry in his heart, and looked at Han Qianlong, but saw Han Qianlong winking at him, so he was relieved, and secretly thought: The gift he entrusted to someone should not be in vain.

The Holy Emperor said, "It's too boring to just fight, why don't you add a bet?"

Han Qianlong asked, "I wonder what the Holy Emperor wants to use as a bet?"

The Holy Emperor bowed his head in contemplation, and said after a long time: "It's better to take these territories of Xiliang as a bet, Yan Shiyi wins, these territories are still my big dry, General Han wins, and the territory will be returned to Xiliang." General Han, do you think it's feasible?

Han Qianlong glanced at Wen Lingyun and Li Zhenzhou, but saw them nodding at him busily.

It turned out that Wen and Li had already been guests at Cao's Mansion yesterday, and during the banquet, Cao Ziyuan intentionally or unintentionally mentioned Yan Shiyi's situation to them, so the two of them knew that Yan Shiyi was definitely not Han Qianlong's opponent, and the Holy Emperor sent Yan Shiyi out to fight against Han Qianlong, and also made such a bet, either the Holy Emperor's head cramped, or Yan Shiyi's misestimation.

Han Qianlong whispered: "Two adults, I don't dare to guarantee that I will win, if I lose, I go back to Xiliang, Your Majesty asks about the guilt, so what is good?"

Li Zhenzhou shouted: "General Han, don't worry, if there is a mistake, I will bear it with all my might!"

"This ......," the Chill Dragons hesitated.

Li Zhenzhou retreated from Wen Lingyun and said, "General Wen!"

Wen Lingyun weighed it in his heart, according to what Cao Ziyuan said, Yan Shi is a Qi Refiner of the Second Realm, even if he has the identity of a martial artist of the Fifth Realm, he is definitely not the opponent of the Cold Hidden Dragon, and he is not the opponent of the Cold Hidden Dragon.

"General Han, I also agree, if there is any problem, Master Li and I are willing to bear all the consequences. Wen Lingyun said.

"Good!" said the cold dragon in a loud voice.

There were a large number of people in the main hall, and the Holy Emperor was worried that the two would fight and hurt others, so he arranged the place for the fight in the open space in front of the main hall.

Yan Shiyi was still carrying the pitch-black iron rod that looked like broken copper and iron.

Han Qianlong is holding a fairy sword in his hand, and the name of the sword is "Don't use", which means don't use the hidden dragon.

"Brother Yan, please!"

The Cold Hidden Dragon Immortal Sword raised his eyebrows.

Yan nodded his head, held the iron rod with both hands, and the long shirt on his body fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, the stick shadow was stacked on top of each other, and the stick shadow was shining, killing the cold hidden dragon.

Don't use a sword to cut through the void in the hand of the Han Qianlong, there will be sword light like mercury pouring to the ground, and the sword rays will rush endlessly, passing through the shadows of the sticks, and enveloping Yan Shiyi.

Yan Shiyi hurriedly swung his stick to block, and the stick shadow sword was like a snake and a dragon, entangled!

On the seat, the Holy Emperor pointed at the competition between the arenas, and asked the minister beside him from time to time if he could see who had the upper hand and whether Yan Shiyi could win.

Knowing the identity of the Holy Emperor's Qi Refiner, he secretly laughed at the Holy Emperor for pretending to be true, but those who didn't know didn't dare to tell him that Yan Shiyi was about to be suppressed by the Han Hidden Dragon.

Cao Ziyuan laughed loudly on his face, but it can be regarded as avenging his son and nephew, and spending a lot of money to make Yan Shiyi no longer able to practice in this life, but it is worth it.

Li Zhenzhou and Wen Lingyun persuaded each other to drink, but they couldn't do it happily, as if Han Qianlong had trampled the young man under his feet