At the second watch of the night, Ye Haotian took out the turtle mirror to find out the location of the bedroom of Huang Wenhui, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, called Lan'er, who had changed her appearance, and floated to the Huang Mansion, where he easily found Huang Wenhui who was snoring.

By the time dawn, he had already transformed into the image of Huang Wenhui and rushed to the Zhengwang Mansion in a sedan chair.

The foundation of the newly renovated Regent's Mansion is very high, and there are five or six steps at the entrance. There are several stone lions carved on the side of the steps, and the tail of one of them is carved into a dragon's tail, which looks very weird, I don't know if the regent wants to be the emperor and wants to go crazy.

Ye Haotian stepped forward, and was about to hand over the name card, when he heard someone laugh and said, "Lord Huang, please come in, why are you here so late?" ”

He replied casually, and followed the man all the way inside, and along the way he saw several places surrounded by white cloths, some of which could see the bricks and rubble under the white cloth, and some of which could see the charred roofs of buildings from the white cloth. Obviously, it was all blown up by the "Thunder Fire Bead" before, and it was too late to repair it at the moment, so it could only be surrounded with a white cloth.

He looked at those broken pavilions and wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, thinking in his heart: "Before the feast is set, I have polluted the dishes first, I don't know how the regent feels, it will not be very comfortable to think about it!"

Soon came to a hall called "Fanghua Palace".

He stepped inside, and saw Taishi Liu Heng sitting at a glance, with more than ten officials sitting beside him.

Everyone got up and greeted: "Lord Huang is early!"

Ye Haotian glanced at the official uniforms on those people, and knew that they were all officials above the third grade, so he arched his hand and said, "I'm really sorry, something happened to the lower officials' family, which made you wait for a long time." ”

Taishi Liu Heng smiled: "What's wrong? Is it the roar of the lion in Hedong, like a lady looking for death and life?"

Ye Haotian said: "Taishi smiled, Xia Guan found such a gadget in the mansion last night, and he didn't know what it was at first, but the more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and he didn't sleep well all night." As he spoke, he put his hand into his sleeve, took out a thunder fire bead, flicked his fingers, took off the brown paper wrapped on the outside, and handed it to everyone.

Several civil officials didn't know what it was, and they rushed to say: "Where did you get the black dates?

However, two military attachés took two steps back and shouted: "Be careful! That's a thunder and fire bead! Don't fall to the ground!"

The civil officials were taken aback and dodged one after another.

Ye Haotian took the Thunder Fire Bead in his hand and shook it, his eyes stared at everyone's faces, and said with a smile: "This is really the Thunder Fire Bead, how powerful can such a black thing be?"

At this moment, he noticed that the faces of the three people were different, and he knew in his heart that those people might be the seven immortals he had invited to pretend.

Taishi Liu Heng took the thunder fire bead from his hand, found silk and wrapped it layer after layer, and pretended to be calm: "Lord Huang is lucky, this thing didn't explode when it fell into your house, otherwise the Zunfu Mansion will be like the pavilion outside! It doesn't matter if the pavilion collapses, it won't be fun to hurt people." Speaking of this, his face turned pale, and he said hatefully: "I thought that I had controlled the cultivators, and the world would be peaceful from now on, but I didn't expect that there would be people coming to the door! Those people really don't know whether they are alive or dead! And after the regent ascends to the great treasure, we will use all the soldiers and horses from all over the world to search, sweep the holes in the pear court, and pull them out of the mouse hole!"

Ye Haotian tried to ask: "I can't wait for the next generation! I really look forward to the regent ascending the throne as soon as possible! But there are still so many unenlightened ministers who are obstructing them, what if the emperor resolutely does not abdicate?"

Liu Heng smiled proudly: "Don't worry! I guarantee that no one will make trouble, and everyone will be very well-behaved today!"

"The master has been arranged?"

"Don't worry, in another hour, you will be able to see a good show!"

Ye Haotian was uneasy, he didn't know what tricks the other party had arranged, but he couldn't ask what was going on at this time, so he had to follow everyone and start dreaming of the new emperor ascending the throne and getting promoted.

The feast began at noon, but as soon as he arrived, the regent's palace resounded with the melodious sound of silk and bamboo and the melodious singing.

Ye Haotian listened intently and found that every song was unheard of, both the lyrics and the composition were of a very high standard, and it seemed that the regent had put a lot of thought into organizing this feast.

Not long after, the ministers arrived one after another, and were ushered into a large hall that could hold two or three thousand people.

The main hall was extremely spacious, and from two feet away from the palace gate, ten rows of square tables and 800 chairs were placed inside, and the tables were covered with navy blue tablecloths, presumably for the ministers, and in the middle there were five round tables covered with purple tablecloths, which seemed to be intended for the emperor's relatives. There was a very long table inside, and a dragon chair was placed at each end, and I don't know who else would dare to sit there except for the emperor. The innermost is a raised platform, paved with white stone, smooth as a mirror, and the inscription "Golden Stage" on the side looks like a stage.

Ye Haotian and several of the regent's cronies were scattered among the crowd.

Everyone drank tea and chatted, and listened to the beautiful singing that kept coming, and everyone felt very novel.

Seeing that noon was approaching, all the officials who should have come came, and only five or six tables were not full. The spare tables and chairs were quickly removed.

Ye Haotian roughly calculated, and estimated that there were seven hundred and eighty people.

Just after noon, I heard someone shouting loudly: "The emperor has arrived! Hundreds of officials kneel to greet him!" Before the words fell, the old emperor slowly walked in from outside.

More than half of the officials hurriedly left their seats, dressed up, and waited to pay their respects.

There was also a small group of people sitting motionless, all of them looking ill-intentioned.

The emperor looked at everyone and waved his hand: "Excuse me, all the ministers are flat, please take a seat." ”

When the crowd heard this, they stopped bowing and sat back in their seats. Only a few old ministers stood all the time, waiting for the emperor to sit down before they dared to take their seats.

At this time, a sixty-year-old man wearing a narrow-sleeved purple robe, a dragon crossed on his shoulders, and a jade belt around his waist walked in from outside.

Everyone hurriedly got up and saluted, and the people who had sat still before even left their seats to pay respects, and Hulala knelt down and exclaimed: "The regent is better than Nanshan! The regent is blessed with great fortune!" The momentum was even more spectacular than when the emperor came in.

The old man walked all the way to the opposite side of the emperor, bowed to the emperor, and said in a loud voice: "Thank you for coming to this mansion, and thank you all the princes and ministers for coming to participate in the celebration of this mansion." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was unwell and could not come, but he also wrote a congratulatory letter to send it. As he spoke, he took out a letter from his sleeve, shook it and put it back, and then continued: "The New Year will be in two days." I don't have any other meaning to invite you here today, I just want to get together with you and have a good time. So please don't be polite, just drink heartily and don't get drunk. In addition to delicious food and wine, I also prepared a song and dance girl for everyone, so you can enjoy the wonderful performance while drinking. Don't talk nonsense, the feast begins!" He waved his hand and said loudly: "Serve the food, pour the wine!" Then he sat down on the dragon chair, not even giving the emperor a chance to speak!

The emperor couldn't hold a seizure in his heart, his face was purple, and his hands trembled slightly.

The hundred officials saw it clearly, some were angry and some were happy.

The sixth prince sat at the table where the royal family was sitting, staring at the teacup in front of him without squinting, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

After a while, suddenly a hundred and ten young men in green clothes came in from outside, each holding a large plate with one hand, and their movements were light and agile, and in a moment all the tables were filled with dishes, and they poured wine cups for everyone.

There was also a deep sound of the piano at the front desk, which sounded vaguely the tune of "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace", but it was a little different.

With the sound of the piano, more than ten women quietly appeared, gently spreading their cloud sleeves and dancing slowly, as if to express the depth and loneliness of the concubines in the harem.

At first, the eyes of the hundred officials were mainly focused on the dishes, and after three rounds of drinking, they gradually stopped their chopsticks and enjoyed the singing and dancing at the front desk.

I don't know when it began, the music became extremely cheerful, and a group of girls were changed on the stage, all dressed in short clothes, with fragrant shoulders and beautiful legs exposed.

None of the ministers had ever seen such a bright interracial dance, and they couldn't help but be fascinated by it. Even the emperor saw that his eyes lit up, regretting why he didn't find such an outstanding dancing girl, and he didn't know where the regent got it.

Ye Haotian knew in his heart that so many beautiful and dancing women were not invited from outside, but slowly cultivated by the regent for many years of training. Their tunes were all composed by special people, and Lu Zhan was one of the people who were arrested to compose the music. The women trained by the Nine Yin Sect are not only in front of them, I am afraid that there are also many in the palace. Maybe the emperor's favored concubine was offered by them.

The women sang and danced wildly for a while, and just when everyone was dazzled, suddenly a woman with a light body and a slender waist walked out of the backstage, only to see that her eyes were like autumn, short gown and long skirt, and a circle of white jade flawless skin was revealed around her waist, and a shining sapphire was inlaid on her navel, and her thin waist swayed with the rapid beat, and the gems kept flashing in front of everyone's eyes. As she danced, she gently opened her lips and sang:

"The glass clock, the amber is thick, and the small groove wine drops pearl red.

Cooking dragon cannon phoenix jade fat crying, Luo Wei embroidered the curtain around the fragrant wind.

Blowing the dragon flute, beating the tiger drum, Hao tooth hair, thin waist dance.

The situation is that the youth is about to twilight, and the peach blossoms are falling like red rain.

Persuade the monarch to finally say that he is drunk, and he can't get drunk on Liu Ling's grave!"

The singing voice seems to be a little ghostly, especially when singing to the last sentence, the graceful singing voice is a little helpless, which makes people sigh: "Life is short, why not have fun in time?"

The singing stopped, and suddenly a person stood up, walked eight feet away from the emperor's dragon chair, knelt down and said: "Weichen has something to play, please ask the emperor for permission." ”

The emperor reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the dancing girl, glanced at him and said, "General Zhang Kai, if you have anything, just say something." ”

When Ye Haotian looked at it, he found that the person was one of the military attaches who had seen it in the "Fanghua Building" before, and it seemed that he was about to suddenly attack.

Sure enough, I only heard Zhang Kai say: "Weichen is half-drunk, and he has something in his heart, like a bone in his throat, I have to say it, and I ask the emperor to forgive me." ”

The emperor didn't know what he was going to say, in front of so many civil and military officials, he could only pretend to be generous: "Aiqing Pingshen, today is a rare good day for everyone, just say it, I forgive you for being wrong." ”

Zhang Kai stood up, glanced at the regent, and then said in a loud voice: "In the past two years, the emperor has not been in the court for a long time, and the folds have not been approved in time, and many major events have been delayed. In particular, the war at the border passes was tense, and the war reports sent by the horses could not be dealt with in a timely manner, and sometimes even pressed for several months, and the hearts of many soldiers were cold. It's not a way to go on like this, I don't know what the emperor has planned?"

The emperor listened to his unceremonious accusation, and his heart was furious, and he wanted to say: "It's not that I don't want to approve it, I'm being held hostage and can't be approved!" However, he opened his mouth but didn't say it, just stared at Zhang Kai with both eyes, and said after a long time: "What do you say I should do?"

Seven or eight hundred pairs of eyes of the ministers stared at Zhang Kai, each guessing what kind of rebellious words he would say.

Zhang Kai looked at the emperor and did not back down: "Weichen thinks that the crown prince should be allowed to ascend the throne as soon as possible, so that you can spend your old age in peace, live comfortably every day, and don't have to work hard." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "This is also reasonable. ”

The emperor suppressed his anger, his face turned a little pale, and said: "I have my own opinions on this matter. The crown prince is unwell and is not suitable to take over at this time. ”

Suddenly, a person shouted: "Your Majesty, the regent is highly respected, martial, and has unique opinions. During his regency in the past six months, he was diligent, hardworking, and sang and danced all over the world. It is better for the emperor to temporarily hand over the throne to the regent, and after the prince recovers, the regent will pass the throne to the prince. ”

The emperor glared at him fiercely and shouted, "Doctor Guanglu Wang Xiang, did you come up with this yourself? Or did someone else tell you to say it?" and glanced at the regent who was sitting opposite.

The regent was expressionless, looked up into the distance, and put on a posture that had determined the emperor.

Before Wang Xiang could reply, another person stood up and said, "Your Majesty, what Lord Wang said is the truth, don't believe it, ask everyone, see how many people support the regent?"

The emperor stood up and glanced at the ministers.

Everyone looked down on him, but no one dared to speak for him.

The emperor sighed in his heart, turned to the regent and said, "Brother Wang, I think it's strange, why do all the ministers seem to be afraid of you? I heard a rumor in the capital: 'I'd rather reject the king of Yama than the regent of the king', I don't know if it's true?"

The regent stood up and said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, it's just a rumor. I can swear to heaven that I will never coerce a minister by force. Your Majesty, you should understand that abdication is what the officials are looking forward to, and I am not forcing you. ”

The emperor sneered: "Okay, I want to see how many people are on your side, if there are more than two-thirds of the people who support you, I will pass the throne to you!"

The regent laughed when he heard this: "The emperor Chrysostom said, I hope you don't regret it." But I can tell you unequivocally that there will not be more than one percent of the people who support you today! Otherwise, I will not take the throne, and I will not mention this matter again in the future!"

The emperor looked at him in disbelief, and his hands trembled even more.

At this moment, almost all the ministers thought that the regent was blowing too much! If there were not even one percent of the people who supported the emperor, how could it be?

Some people had already secretly made up their minds and were ready to stand on the emperor's side, and they shook their heads slightly when they heard the words.

Ye Haotian was shocked in his heart, and he didn't know what method the regent would use to control everyone.

The regent glanced at the hundred officials with his eyes like lightning, looked back at the emperor and said, "There is a side hall in the east and west of the main hall, and I can order the people who support me to enter the east hall and support you to enter the west hall." In order to let everyone think clearly, you might as well take the time of a stick of incense as the standard, and count the number of people in the east and west halls when the incense sticks burn out. Please see how many people are still supporting you, and you will die when you see it. I want you to understand what everyone expects to be, so that you will lose without words! There are a total of 782 people here today, and as long as there are eight people standing in the west hall in the end, I will be defeated. ’”

The emperor was so angry that his face turned pale, and he trembled his hands and said: "Okay! I don't believe that there are not even eight people who support me! If so, what shame do I have to linger on the throne? Now I also solemnly declare: If there are 500 people standing in the east hall, I will pass the throne to you!" Speaking of this, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, and after a pause, he said hatefully: "It has been forty-three years since I ascended the throne, and the first forty years have been painstaking, forgetting sleep and food; benevolence and righteousness, loving the people like sons; generosity, and kindness like streams." All the old ministers here, you may wish to think carefully: Except for the past two or three years of neglect of the government, what have I done that deviated from morality, tyrannized and killed, and committed great rebellion? Which minister died unjustly? Where did a large-scale famine occur? Did I die on the streets the next day without saying a word, and even went extinct in all of my homes?"

Many people know that he is right. More people were ashamed of his question, bowing their heads and saying nothing. However, everyone did not dare to speak because of the regent's silver might.

The regent "hehe" sneered: "Don't talk about those things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, what everyone wants is an immortal and prosperous era in the future, the emperor, you are already old, it's time to change people, why don't you understand it now?" Then he turned his head to look at the ministers and said in a loud voice: "Burn incense time! Attention civil and military officials! Those who support this king should go to the east hall, those who support the emperor should go to the west hall, and those who choose to abstain can sit still." ”

Someone immediately inserted a two-foot-long incense stick into the incense burner that had been prepared by the stage and lit it.

The emperor was resentful when he saw it, and it seemed that the regent had already prepared everything, and he didn't know what conspiracy had been arranged.

Ye Haotian was a little strange, he didn't understand why the regent used a special incense stick, and it would probably take more than an hour to burn it all.

Baiguan, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to stand up and walk to the west hall.

The east hall was quickly filled with thirty or forty people.

The vast majority of people sat in place and did not move, some wanted to support the emperor but did not dare to take the lead, some wanted to support the regent and did not want to be too explicit, and some did not want to intervene in this matter at all, so they made up their minds to sit still.

The emperor felt a little sad when he saw that there was no one in the west hall, but there were only thirty or forty people in the east hall, and he was a little relieved, and secretly calculated that as long as the east hall could not reach five hundred, it would be fine. Thinking like this, he shouted vigorously: "You are all officials personally selected by me, and after reading so many books of sages, you should know the truth of 'mighty and unyielding', and the great husband should be able to stand up to the heavens and the earth in the world, and you must be worthy of your heart!"

Hearing these words, the ministers couldn't hold back any longer, and a few people stood up and walked towards the west hall, followed by a large number of people. When Ye Haotian looked at it intently, the leaders were actually three of the "Seven Dragons and Eight Tigers" under the command of the regent, that is, the few helpers he had found.

After a while, more than 400 people gathered in the West Hall at once.

The emperor was full of joy when he saw it, looked at the regent "hehe" and smiled: "Brother Wang, don't look at it anymore." It's more than eight of them, aren't they?"

When the regent saw that several of his henchmen actually led the way to the west hall, he was stunned for a moment, and then he snorted, quickly regained his confidence, and sneered: "It's still early! When a stick of incense is burned, maybe they will all change their minds! Then he turned to the crowd and said aloud: "I have always disliked silence, so I have prepared a wonderful program." Don't be nervous, but please enjoy it with peace of mind and make a decision later!

As soon as the words fell, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded again, and a woman in palace dress walked out of the stage, with high buns and long sleeves, a gauze scarf on her face, a long skirt mopping the floor, graceful and generous, her left hand was raised, her right arm was drooping, and Tingting danced slowly. The movements are not big and the posture is graceful, and Ling Bo has the tendency to ride the wind.

After dancing for a while, she suddenly unveiled her veil, revealing an extremely beautiful and tearable face, looking forward to affection and radiant energy. There is enchantment in purity, and there is ethereal in enchantment. Her dancing posture is novel and unique, her posture is beautiful and original, her waving arms are as delicate and weak as willow silk, and her fluttering dance skirt is as soft and light as a white cloud. The thrush is looking forward to the delicate state, and the dancing sleeves are inexhaustible.

At this time, all the ministers stood up unconsciously. The people who entered the west hall also walked out involuntarily, but the east hall had a very wide window that could be seen without coming out. Everyone wanted to get closer to the front desk to see more clearly, but they didn't want to lose face, so they had to watch from a distance, but they couldn't take their eyes off it.

After a while, the woman seemed to be dancing hot, her hands were strong, her delicate body turned sharply, she ripped off her long skirt and blouse, shook it and turned it into a ribbon several feet long, and danced with the music, drawing circles one after another, each circle was like a rainbow in the sky, and like a charming dream.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

At this time, I looked at the dancing girl, I saw that her flesh and bones were symmetrical, and she could not increase or decrease a point, the autumn waves were bright, and it was enough to look forward to it**, especially the smile on the delicate beauty surrounded by the ribbons, which was even more dizzying.

She danced and undressed, and gradually, the clothes on her body became less and less, revealing slender and boneless arms, delicate and slender legs, mutton fat white jade-like skin, flawless and graceful figure, faintly visible towering twin peaks, round pink buttocks, and a rare stunner in the world, coupled with lively and leisurely dance music, enthusiastic dancing, as if turning into a butterfly flying around in the sky.

Everyone in the audience watched blankly, and everyone's heart rose and fell with the woman's graceful and light body, but Jue had never seen such a beautiful dance in his life.

According to common sense, a woman's dance at this time should have been condemned as immoral, and she could not perform it on such an occasion where hundreds of officials gathered. However, at this moment, no one was willing to stop it, and almost everyone thought that the beautiful ** was not a sin, because the beauty of the human body, the beauty of art and the beauty of music were kneaded together to form an incomparably perfect picture. The cloud-like hair highlights the elegance of the woman, the cheerful dance steps are so lively and natural, the light rotation is like a snowflake, and the swift forward is like a frightened swimming dragon.

The civil and military officials were extremely shocked in their hearts, and they unconsciously added a little reverence to the regent.

Ye Haotian admired in his heart, the artists trained by the regent can interpret dance to this realm, which shows that he himself is also a talented genius. If such a talent is used to govern the country, it should be governed very well, but it is a pity that he is the Qingying True Monarch of the Nine Yin Sect, and it seems that the Nine Yin Sect is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!

When he turned his head to look at the regent, he saw that he was covered with a layer of golden light, and he seemed to suddenly become much taller, and his face became more amiable.

Everyone also discovered this, and at this moment, almost everyone said in their hearts: "I should support him, he is the real king!" Thinking like this, many people have already walked towards the east hall.

After a while, more than 300 people gathered in the east hall, and the number of people in the west hall dropped to less than 200. In addition, there were two hundred people sitting in the middle hall without moving, including Ye Haotian and the Six Princes.

The emperor was very anxious, seeing everyone walking towards the east hall one by one, but there was no way to stop him.

The smile on the regent's face grew brighter and stronger, and only a little time had passed for a stick of incense, and he had already taken control of everyone's minds. Since each person's concentration is different, the degree of control is also deep and shallow. I believe that it will not be long before all of them will obediently walk to the East Hall.

The women on the stage were still dancing.

After a while, the regent suddenly shouted, "To thank you for your kindness, I have come to cheer you on the drums." 'Play the dragon flute, beat the tiger drum', I'll show you what a real tiger drum is!"

Before he finished speaking, someone brought a large drum with a diameter of six feet and placed it on the drum stand on the side of the table.

When Ye Haotian heard the word "tiger drum", he was suddenly taken aback, could it be that the tiger drum, one of the four immortal sounds, would appear here?

He stared intently at the drum, hoping to see something different.

The drum was bigger than anything he had ever seen, and the surface of the drum was painted with a colorful tiger. He couldn't see clearly because he was too far away, and he wasn't sure if it was a real tiger drum.

The ministers' eyes were still fixed on the dancer, refusing to move for a moment. A few people who had not lost their minds had already shifted their gaze to the regent, and looked at the prince curiously, not knowing that he could even beat the drums.

The Lord Regent slowly approached the drum, took the three-foot-long drumstick handed over to him, and struck it in the middle of the drum.

Seeing that he was using a lot of force, everyone thought that they would hear an earth-shattering noise, and some people even subconsciously covered their ears, but they didn't expect that it was just a low and mellow "dong" sound, and they were a little disappointed. However, the sound was not over, and the aftermath was extremely long, and it did not stop until two breaths later. Everyone felt that their hearts were tight, as if they had been caught, and they didn't let go for a long time. At this moment, everyone woke up, hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at the Regent.

The regent kept his hands on the beat, and the drums kept sounding, deep and low, and the sound was in the ears, and every sound seemed to be knocked on the hearts of everyone.

The sound of drums is as dense as spring rain, endless, and everyone's hearts are also fluctuating.

After hearing this for a while, the ministers felt their hearts swaying, their breathing became shorter, and they had an impulse in their hearts to walk towards the east hall, as if someone was summoning spirits.

In a matter of moments, two hundred people passed. At this time, there were already more than 500 people in the East Hall. There were only a hundred people left in the west hall, and everyone who was left could barely hold their minds and stood there with grim faces.

After a few moments, the Regent's hands were light and heavy, and the sound of the drums was clear and muddy, like a friend asking and answering, or a lover whispering.

At this time, the regent is like a boudoir woman delicately embroidering, waving her arms gracefully and rhythmically, and pushing the drum music to one dazzling ** after another with undulating melodies.

In Ye Haotian's impression, the drum sound has always been earth-shattering, golden iron horse, and impassioned, but I didn't expect this person to be able to beat such a big drum so small, I don't know if it is because of the reason for having an immortal weapon, or because of his own skills and musical attainments.

After a while, the number of people in the east hall gradually reached seven hundred, there were only twenty or thirty people left in the west hall who were still struggling to support themselves, and there were still forty or fifty people left in the central hall.

Some people covered their ears with their hands, but it didn't work. The sound of the drum seemed to penetrate everything, knocking again and again in the hearts of everyone in the West Hall. The people in the East Hall looked as usual, not knowing what protective equipment was there, or if the sound of the drums could tell the way.

Ye Haotian knew that if he let the regent keep knocking like this, he was afraid that no one would be able to hold on. Therefore, he had to stand up, walked not far from the regent, and said, "It is a little lonely for the prince to beat the drum alone, can you allow Weichen to help you?"

At this time, he felt that the Tongling Jade on his chest was obviously warm, and it seemed that the drum was really one of the "tiger drums" of the four immortal sounds.

The regent kept beating the drums, turned his head and glanced at him, and saw that his face was solemn, and his expression was different from the past, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, so he said indifferently at the moment: "People say that Huang Shilang is proficient in all kinds of calligraphy and painting, do you also want to get involved? Okay! If you can play music that matches this, please don't be polite." ”

Ye Haotian took out the dragon flute, put it on his lips and played it unhurriedly, blowing the "Fishing Song" that he had practiced with Lan'er many times before.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and there seemed to be a scene of mountains and rivers and idyllic fields in front of them, as if they had returned to the time when they were scholars, leisurely and contented, how interesting!

As the sound of the flute continued to change, many people gradually woke up and found that they had come to the east hall at some point, so they hurriedly turned their heads and walked back.

As soon as the flute sounded, the regent felt that something was wrong, and when the drum sound was suppressed, he was even more frightened, and wanted to gather his strength to suppress the flute, but he was afraid that the civil and military officials would be shocked to death on the spot, and the officials were all dead, and it was not easy for him to sit on the throne, even if he reluctantly sat down, he was embarrassed. Therefore, he had to try his best to strengthen the ups and downs and rhythmic changes of the drum sound, hoping to suppress the flute sound.

The sound of the drum changes again and again, sometimes impassioned, sometimes softly whispered, and the flute also rises and falls, always controlling the drum sound subordination.

After a while, the two-foot-long incense stick was already half burning, and the regent still couldn't get rid of the flute's control. Seeing that the number of people in the west hall had exceeded five hundred, he was in a hurry, and he unconsciously increased his strength slightly.

The sound of the drum suddenly intensified, and the hundred officials in the hall suddenly felt like they had been hit hard, and their hearts ached, and many people sat on the ground with their hands on their chests, and their faces turned pale. Everyone's face showed a look of panic, and they almost fled through the door.

Ye Haotian was in a hurry, and he couldn't help but worry about them.

The Lord Regent, apparently seeing it too, suddenly stopped beating the drum and shouted, "Stop!

Ye Haotian stopped playing when he heard the words and looked at him quietly.

At this time, the woman dancing on the stage had already retreated.

There was silence all around, and all eyes were on the regent.

The emperor got up from the ground tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "What kind of magic sound are you? Just kill us all! Why is it so troublesome? You can even come up with a trick of killing people with drum music!"

The regent ignored him, glared at Ye Haotian angrily and said, "Okay, Huang Shilang! I didn't expect you to have such flute skills, it seems that you really buried your talent before!"

Ye Haotian grinned, and said: "This is just a small skill of carving insects, how can you talk to you, Lord Wang? It can be said that one is in the sky and the other is on the ground! I admire your drumming skills so much that I throw myself to the ground!" When he said this, he really admired the other party in his heart, and he couldn't wait to step forward to make a friend, but the other party was a member of the Nine Yin Sect, which was really regrettable.

When the regent heard this, he said straight to the other party's ridicule of himself, and he was annoyed in his heart, and said: "The carving insect skill is already so extraordinary, you are really a cow! Wait a minute, let's play a good ensemble, and see if you can keep up with the soul-boosting drum with the carving insect skill!" Then he shouted to everyone: "Two hundred zhang away from here, there is an open space outside the gate of this mansion, please go there, please go there, support me to stand in the south, support the emperor to stand in the north, and all idle people will withdraw from the two hundred zhang away!"

Liu Heng suddenly approached and asked, "Lord Wang, do you want everyone to return to the hall after a while and re-enter the east and west side halls?"

The regent shook his head and said proudly, "Don't worry, you can hear the drum sound from two hundred feet away!"

Taishi Liu Heng asked again: "Then, do you want to change a stick of incense?"

The regent looked at the incense stick that was still a foot left, and waved his hand: "No need! I don't believe Huang Shilang can hold out for that long!"

Ye Haotian pretended to be scared and said, "Lord Wang, I don't want to blow it anymore." I'm not afraid of playing the flute, but I'm afraid that after playing, your veteran knife will fall on the head, and it will be miserable. ”

The regent said with a smile: "The combination of swords and soldiers will inevitably fall into inferiority, don't worry, I haven't used a knife or a gun for many years, and I won't open the ring today." ”

When everyone saw that there was a bloody disaster, they couldn't help but be afraid in their hearts, and they all withdrew from the main hall and hurriedly walked out. In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight hundred people, and there were still more than twenty people left.

The regent glanced around and found that the rest were all his henchmen, but there were seven people standing beside Huang Shilang. He was suspicious in his heart, wondering if the seven people had taken the wrong medicine, so he shouted angrily: "If you don't want to die, get out of here! I'll clean you up tomorrow to see which of your tendons has a problem, and you actually betrayed the king by eating inside and out!"

The seven people ignored it, and just surrounded Ye Haotian in the middle, as if the stars were holding the moon. Everyone stood in a certain position, faintly forming the appearance of a certain formation.

Ye Haotian looked around and saw that the seven immortals had already set up the "Seven Yao Seven Stars Beidou Array", and his heart was even more confident. Due to the protection of the formation, his own protective ability suddenly increased several times, even if the opponent's skill was high, he could support it, so he smiled at the regent and said, "Lord Wang, please start." ”

The regent glared at him, walked over to the drum, and muttered a few words in his mouth, and the six-foot drum suddenly shrank to three feet, and the drumstick was shortened by half.

He gathered eight forces and raised his drumsticks high and struck them hard.

This time, the drum sound no longer has a low and mellow feeling, as if the thunder of the nine heavens fell on the plains, and it seemed that the heavenly river was tilted in front of you.

He waved his hands continuously, and the thunderous drum sound was like the Yangtze River rolling in, wave after wave, and it was like a million male soldiers rushing into the battle array, and the iron hooves crushed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Ye Haotian didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly gathered five forces to continue to play "Fishing Song", the flute sound was like a sharp spear piercing the air to the oncoming drum sound, stabbing the black curtain at once, and then pulled a high in the air, trying to suppress the drum sound.

The regent gathered ten successful forces, looked up to the sky and roared, and the drum sounded, dense as a violent bean, as urgent as a heavy rain, like a gallop, like a light boat, flying thousands of miles, and like a Kunpeng, flapping its wings in the sky.

Ye Haotian has been strengthening his strength until seventy percent before he has a slight upper hand, and it is not until eighty percent that the drum sound is completely suppressed.

The sound of the drum was suppressed and whimpered, and the regent's heart was extremely depressed, and he couldn't help but rise up and change his might, as if a trapped beast was rushing left and right in the prison. Suddenly, he screamed three times, like a wail before death, as if he was crying for help.

Before the scream fell, the sound of a long whistle came from outside the hall, at first the sound was not loud, and in the blink of an eye it became a shocking loud noise, and at the same time the door of the temple opened into a person, dressed in white and white-crowned, with a gloomy face, very terrifying.

Entering the hall, the whistle sound turned slightly, and the flute sound disappeared without a trace, as if a gust of wind blew away the floating clouds in the sky.

Ye Haotian was taken aback, drenched in cold sweat, and couldn't help but scream in his heart: "Taishang Shenxiao! This person will be too Shangshenxiao!"

He was familiar with millions of scriptures and knew a lot about "Xiao".

Wang Jia's "Memoirs" recorded: "There is a country in the West because of the sky, and everyone is good at howling. The husband whistles for a hundred miles, and the woman whistles for fifty miles, like the sound of a sheng. Xiao can sense yin and yang, and summon the soul. ”

"Xiao Zhi" cloud: "The art of the divine whistle, Taishang Laojun awarded the Antarctic real person, the Antarctic real person gave Guangchengzi, Guangchengzi gave the wind, the wind gave Wu Guang, Wu Guang gave Shun, Shun gave Yu." Since then, it will be abolished or continued. Jin Taixing immortal Sun Gong was able to scream the Tao, but he did not teach, and then he was no longer heard. ”

Now, the roar of the Taishang Divine Spirit, which has not been seen in the world for thousands of years, suddenly sounded in his ears, how could it not make Ye Haotian change color in horror?

And the skill of the man in white seems to be extremely high, and he has probably entered the list of immortals, I don't know if it is the person who stepped on the red cloud the day before yesterday. If it were him, the Seven Immortals would only be afraid that they would be more auspicious.

And so it is. The whistling sound entered the ears, and the seven immortals were hit hard, as if they had pressed ten thousand catties of boulders on their chests, if it were not for the protection of the formation, they were afraid that someone would vomit blood and die.

Ye Haotian's heart was also shocked, but he felt that his lungs and veins were stagnant, and he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. In a hurry, he suddenly gathered twelve successes to play the "Song of Departure".

"The Book of Poetry" was originally very sad, and it was extremely sad to play it after he added a lot of "Shang" sounds, and the light play has made people cry, and the replay is even more painful to tear the liver and lungs. But at this time, the flute sound he played with all his strength was like a lonely boat floating in the sea, and only the shadow of a mast could be seen in the rolling waves, which could be swallowed up by the sea at any time.

The skill of the man in white was far above him, the whistling sound was already like the ocean, and the drum sound was more like the wind blowing on the sea, and the two tones were in harmony and pressed the flute sound he played deadly below.

The regent sneered, beating the drums while turning his head to look at him from time to time, wondering how long he could hold out and seeing how he struggled before he died.

Lan'er, who was in the Qiankun Tips, had already seen everything outside through the open Tips, and at this time, seeing that the general situation was not good, she hurriedly waved her hands and popped out the heart-hurting "Mayfly Song".

I saw her flying with her bare hands, like a pair of butterflies wearing flowers, flying back and forth on the phoenix qin, the rhyme of the piano was suddenly tactful and melodious, suddenly resentful and whimpering, suddenly high like a crane, suddenly low back like a bird's cry, the sound of the piano repeatedly, zigzag and changed, wave after wave, whirling and rippling.

When the sound of the piano suddenly rose, the man in white did not take the slightest precautions, but he felt a pain in his chest, and his heart was already injured! However, the sound of the piano and flute was so intimate that the defense was impenetrable, which made him feel that he could not start.

He even improved the number of variables, and improved Xiaogong from the second heavy "Flowing Clouds", through "Deep Creek Tiger", "Gao Liu Cicada", "Empty Forest Ghost", "Wuxia Ape", "Xia Honghu", "Ancient Wood Kite" to the ninth "Dragon Yin", just enough to block the sound of killing with the flute.

At this time, he stepped on the Tiangang Beidou, and the white steam on his head went straight up, and every step improved his strength, so Xiaoyin was still rising, and then reached the twelfth "Life Ghost" through "Moving Earth" and "Sumen", so far Xiaoyin finally completely suppressed the sound of the piano and flute.

While walking slowly, he sang loudly, and the words said: "Xiao Ao is left behind, and he is indulging in solitude." There is a silent man, who quietly caresses the strings. Feast on the Three Morning Palace, sing and shout to me. The song is through the Xuandu, and the jade knocks on the bell. "Everywhere the song passes, it is like the wind shaking the trees, the birds are singing, the mist is four, and the rain is zero. It is also like the thunder warning of the world, at the beginning the sound is smooth, and the slight dispersion is more and more; It makes people listen to it without pouring out.

Ye Haotian tried his best to fight hard.

Lan'er also played hard, trying to protect herself.

After the two played "Mayfly Song" and "Huang Lisong", they immediately changed to "Examination Song" that hurt people's spleens and "Gu Feng Song" that hurt people's kidneys. The sound of the piano and flute is endless, suddenly dense like rain hitting plantains, suddenly long like a long rainbow transverse wave, suddenly overtones like a song make people soft and turning, suddenly the strings are hoarse and tactful and sad, so that people are moved to tears when they hear it. The two of them played hard, barely protecting themselves and the seven immortals around them, but they were obviously powerless to fight back.

At this time, the incense stick has burned to the point of only one inch. The regent was anxious, and repeatedly beckoned the man in white to kill the killer.

When the man in white heard this, he gathered ten successes and continued to improve Xiao Gong from the twelfth "Destiny Ghost", through "Yiyun" and "Huazhang" to the fifteenth "Bi Zhang" of the highest realm. The meaning of "Bi Zhang" is that after a song, you will see life and death, either you die or I die!

"Bi Zhang" started at a moment, and suddenly attracted a burst of *, and the entire capital flew sand and rocks in time, and the moon was dark. The ministers who were two hundred feet away had already heard extremely uncomfortable before, and more than half of them had already fled, and now they were even more scattered, and no one dared to stay where they were, as far as they could.

At this moment, the regent's men were all withdrawn outside the palace, and only he and the man in white remained in the palace.

Ye Haotian was still surrounded by seven immortals, all of them sitting cross-legged on the ground, their faces were iron gray, and their lips were almost bitten bloody. Everyone carried the supreme Xuan Gong and fought to the death to resist the pressure of Xiao Yin.

Lan'er didn't feel anything when she was in the Qiankun Bag. Ye Haotian was very depressed, and his chest was pressed so much that he was almost out of breath. Seeing that there was only half an inch left in a stick of incense, he had a feeling that he could no longer support it.

At the critical moment, he suddenly remembered another artifact, so he squatted down, sat cross-legged on the ground, played the flute with one hand, and reached into the Qiankun bag with the other hand, and took out the Buddha chime given to him by Jin Qiaojue, the first disciple of the King of Jizo.

He placed the Buddha chime on the ground, played the flute with one hand, struck the chime with the other, and added the sound of Lan'er's qin, the killing of the qin flute and the compassion of the Buddha chime were intertwined, and the power was not reduced, but suddenly strengthened several times. The combination of the three tones finally reversed the decline, and in the face of adversity, it was like a pagoda standing majestically on the island, piercing the blue sky and straight into the clouds, and the turbulent sea just now became calm in an instant.

The Sanskrit sound from the Buddha chime seems to have the effect of cutting hair and washing the marrow, and the five tones hold each other for less than a cup of tea, but the man in white feels a feeling of being baptized in the soul, and the anger on his body gradually disappears without a trace, like a midnight dream to return to his conscience, he stopped whistling and stood there in a daze, and after a long time, he suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh my God, what have I done in Shaokang! What face will I have to see my father after death?"

Ye Haotian and Lan'er didn't dare to relax, for fear that he would pretend to be in such a state and suddenly make trouble, and still the three tones rang out in unison.

Without the support of the whistling, the drumming regent could no longer support it, and his body twisted a few times, and fell to the ground with a thud, blood spilling from between his mouth and nose, and he was obviously seriously injured.

The man in white was also hit hard, his body trembled a few times, and his face turned pale.

The seven immortals jumped up and threw themselves at the two of them. At this time, the regent was already unknown, and the man in white somehow did not resist, so in the blink of an eye, he was pointed at thirty-six large holes around his body.

At this time, Ye Haotian saw that Nangong Hua among the Seven Immortals was still waiting to be killed, and hurriedly said: "Wait, it's still useful for these two people to stay." As he spoke, he put the tiger drum into his bag, and walked outside the hall with the regent in one hand and the white-clothed man who called himself Shaokang in the other.

The Seven Immortals followed closely.

(The 2006 National Top Ten Youth Selection has probably ended, if nothing else, Xianyuan ranked in the top ten, which may be the only fantasy fairy novel, and the only novel selected by the starting point Chinese network.) The list has not yet been announced, and it is expected that there will be no further changes. )

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