Chapter 8: Going to the Feast

Along the way, several people were sitting in the carriage, and with the movement of the carriage, they approached the Wuwei Palace, although this time was not tiring, but it was really boring. Han Yue was in a carriage with Zhao Lingxin, and the other three were in another carriage. Yan Shuiyao and the three of them are in front, and the two of Hanyue are behind.

Looking at the scenery outside the carriage, Han Yue felt quite bored, and suddenly came to Zhao Lingxin's side and asked curiously, "Your leg injury is not healed yet, what are you doing to make a fuss?"

Zhao Ling glanced at him, "Don't you know what you're doing in Wuwei Palace?"

"Oh, what are you going to do this time, no one told me!" Han Yue then remembered, it seemed that he and Yan Shuiyao didn't tell him the reason for going to Wuwei Palace, "Do you know?"

Zhao Linxin smiled, "Of course I know, and there are no more than ten people who know." ”

Hanyue asked, "No more than ten, why?"

Zhao Lingxin took out an invitation card, which was printed with the unique seal of the Wuwei Palace, and said with a smile, "The reason why you don't know is because the Wuwei King only invited ten people this time. ”

"Ten people, so few! What about me," Hanyue pointed to herself.

"Of course you're not human, at most you're half, and you're only a human being by my side. Zhao Lingxin finally had the opportunity to make fun of the cold moon and take revenge, and his heart felt comfortable at this moment.

Han Yue looked at Zhao Lingxin sadly, this woman is too stingy, right? "You haven't told you what the hell is going on. ”

Zhao Lingxin put away his smile and said, "It's the succession ceremony of the owner of the Mitian Tower!"

"Ahh

"Because you didn't invite a person from the rivers and lakes this time?"

"What do you mean?" Hanyue didn't understand.

Zhao Lingxin explained, "The existence of Mitianlou is because the imperial court needs an organization to monitor the rivers and lakes, so Mitianlou is actually not a gang of rivers and lakes, but an official organization. Therefore, the succession ceremony of each generation of the lord of Mitianlou will be canonized by the imperial court first, and this canonization ceremony will be held in the name of the imperial court once, and then it will spread in the rivers and lakes, and then another succession ceremony will be held in the rivers and lakes at this time, so the time and place of the two times are different, the first time is held in the Wuwei Palace, and the next time should be in the headquarters of the Mitianlou, as for the time, it will probably not exceed seven days. ”

Hanyue was surprised and said, "If there is such a thing, then it seems that you represent your father." ”

"Not bad, so you know why I'm here. Zhao Lingxin looked at Han Yue and said.

"I didn't even get any news about such a big thing. It can't be a Hongmen banquet!" Han Yue complained, it seems that her understanding of Fengdu City is too shallow, and the foundation here is not enough!

Hanyue said again, "Then who is the person who replaces this time?"

"If you wait--Yan Wuji. ”

"I'll go, it's this guy!" Han Yue cursed in her heart, and Han Yue sat back in her place and began to think about it. Once Ruohou takes over Mitianlou, then it will be even more difficult for Yan Shuiyao to get the evidence against Ruohou, but King Wuwei is in the prime of life, why did he suddenly come to such a position and push his son to the throne, why in the end? There must be some ulterior secret.

Just as he was thinking about it, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the voice of the guards came from outside.

"Young Master Yue, Miss Zhao, the palace has arrived!"

Han Yue opened the curtain in front of the car, glanced back at Zhao Lingxin, and said, "Let's go, I'll help you get out of the car!"

Zhao Ling looked at Han Yue curiously, guessing the deep meaning of this sentence, the more he looked at Han Yue, the more he felt ill-intentioned, but Han Yue couldn't wait.

"Hurry up, aren't you still healed from a leg injury, how did you become such a mother-in-law after being injured. ”

"You. Zhao Ling was about to fight Han Yue, but looking at Han Yue's expression, he had to get out of the carriage stupidly.

Standing in front of the cold moon was a tall building, majestic and solemn. Last night, the cold moon came at night, and I condescended to have a bird's-eye view of the entire palace, and I felt that the Wuwei Mansion was nothing special except for being bigger, but today I really stood in front of the gate, and I felt that I looked at this mansion from the front, and saw that it was majestic, untouchable majesty.

All the buildings of Wuwei Royal Mansion are strictly limited and divided, and the size, height and function of each area are strictly implemented in accordance with the wishes of the people who originally designed it, and the original designer of this palace is his current owner - Wuwei Wang Yanyun.

At this moment, Hanyue and the others should go to the highest building in the palace - Tingge, Tingge is the reception building of Wuwei Palace, the reason why it is the highest to build, from the perspective of Hanyue, it should be taken as the heavens.

There are four floors in total, and the use of each floor is different, if there are any ordinary guests visiting in the ordinary room, they will entertain on the first floor; if there is a large-scale celebration, then there will be a private seat on the second floor; and in a year, the third floor is rarely used, but every time it is used, there must be something sensational in the world, and the person who comes must be a high authority. The highest floor of the Listening Pavilion, so far, is only used as a viewing platform overlooking the palace in King Wuwei's leisure.

Walking on the path, Han Yue found that the guards of Wuwei Palace's Mansion today had all been replaced by the ghost sword ironclad warriors of the Mitianlou, and this group of cold-blooded guys guarded every corner of my palace. Guided forward by the attendants, Han Yue saw a few acquaintances, and in the distance, Ruohou Yan Wuji came over with a group of people.

"Brother Yan, don't come to harm!" Yan Wuji laughed from afar.

Yan Shuiyao raised his hand and hugged Yan Wuji, "Ruohou, of course such a big thing is coming to congratulate you, why don't you welcome to be a brother." ”

"Of course welcome, come here, send Brother Yan to the listening pavilion to sit, don't be lazy. Yan Wuji looked at Yan Shuiyao's eyes, he couldn't say that he was happy, nor disgusted, he always felt that there was a taste of evil spirit.

"Let's go!"

Yan Shuiyao didn't dwell too much, and took a few people into the listening pavilion. The cold moon in the back supported Zhao Lingxin, and exchanged a few words of greeting with Yan Wuji, but to be honest. The relationship between Zhao Lingxin and Yan Wuji is not much, a bit like the relationship between Zhao Xu and Yan Yun, the kind that does not get along with each other.

Seeing Qiu Wu, Hanyue greeted him warmly, but the latter just looked at him and didn't speak, which made Hanyue depressed.

Entering the Listening Pavilion, Han Yue stretched her waist and looked around at everyone in the Listening Pavilion, basically all the magnates in Fengdu City are here, and King Wuwei is personally in charge, it seems that no one dares to come to make trouble, in line with the principle of not treating yourself badly since you came, after entering the door, I saw a chair in the southeast corner, walked over, put Zhao Lingxin on the chair, and was about to bury the Five Organs Temple, but at this time I was stopped by a hand.

Hanyue prides himself on being a first-class master, how can he allow others to be presumptuous in front of him. Aside the hand in front of him, Han Yue took advantage of the momentum to push towards the person who came, but that hand was like an appendage snake, when you went to push him, it retreated with your strength, leaving you with nowhere to focus, and when you turned around, it was entangled again, so twice and three times, Han Yue never broke the opponent's attack and defense.

Okay, he is still a master, Han Yue is determined all his life, and the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. Therefore, there is no fixed routine for his moves, only an analysis of the battle situation, and a one-hit kill-and-kill attack. Therefore, for him, every battle is not only a contest of courage and daring, but also a contest of resourcefulness.

But there is another kind of people in this world, they believe that in the world's martial arts, there will be a routine that is the most perfect in the world, they will not have the slightest loophole, they will not be found a trace of flaws, they are born strong, invulnerable.

And when these two people fight each other, it's bound to make a battle -- it's boring. One is waiting for the time of the battle, and the other is using its fixed routine to complete the killing of the opponent. It's like a race between a horse and a camel on the track, what are the rules of the race, then whoever wins!

The two hands finally collided together for the first time, and a thick true qi passed through his chest, and Han Yue took a sullen breath, feeling his qi and blood surge, and took a few steps back. The face turned pale.

"Hey, you've been injured before?"

A voice rang out, and the hand that had pushed Cold Moon back was on Cold Moon's pulse.

"You're still poisoned!" the man shook his head and added, "But fortunately, someone used a secret method to limit the spread of the poisonous surname!"

Han Yue calmed down the qi and blood in her heart, looked at the person in front of her, and scolded with a smile, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and I gave such a big gift as soon as I came up!"

The person in front of him smiled, "Knocking off the unparalleled Cold Moon Boy in the world with one palm, my status in the rivers and lakes is a higher level." ”

Han Yue replied, "To be able to get the Bodhisattva's heart and jade to personally diagnose the pulse, I don't know how many heroes and heroes will be envied." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, in front of Hanyue was the Bodhisattva's heart and jade, a talent, with a Confucian temperament, mixed with the demeanor of a chivalrous man. Hanyue beckoned Hua Yu to sit down, poured a glass of wine, and said with a smile,

"We haven't seen each other for almost three years. ”

"Yes, I didn't expect you to come to Fengdu City, is there something wrong?"

Han Yue cautiously pointed at Zhao Lingxin next to her, and muttered in a low voice, "It's not because of her." ”

Zhao Ling's heart was far away and he didn't hear clearly, but the woman's sixth sense was really powerful, and at the same time as Han Yue spoke, Zhao Lingxin's sharp eyes looked over, and he only stared at Han Yue's heart in horror.

Cold Moon asked, "Why did you come here?"

"Come and see the doctor. ”

"Who's sick here?"

Hua Yu looked around, and then whispered in Han Yue's ear,

"King Wuwei - Yan Yun!"

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