Looking at Le Yi's back as he walked out of the hall, Yan Dan also shook his head a little helplessly.

With a heavy sigh, Yan Dan said to Beg:

"Le Yi, the minister of Dayan. Don't beg, minister of the Great Swallow. Dan is the king of Dayan, and he can't favor anyone. Don't beg, you go to the west to camp with the wind, and are responsible for dispatching the ** forces of the western princes and preparing for war. Dan Feng you are the post of deputy head of the Western Camp, and the post of General of the former army of the Western Camp, you are so self-sufficient. ”

Don't beg to speak, just salute Yan Dan.

This is called non-favoritism? You are clearly favoring Le Yi, and it is clear that the people of his family are rude, but you should not beg to avoid it, this is partiality. But Beg also understood that Yan Dan had actually taken good care of himself, and sent himself out of Jidu to avoid Le Yi, who was fighting outside, and also sealed him with a military position, which was to protect him.

Otherwise, let Beg stay in Jidu, Le Yi has countless ways to calculate him, and he can't be prevented by open guns and hidden arrows.

After Le Yi, who came and went suddenly, the five demon kings who were secretly fighting with each other, Mo Zhai and Gou Jing, also restrained their breath, and raised their glasses to drink and eat meat with chopsticks like everyone else. Without the terrible coercion they released, the atmosphere in the hall gradually recovered, the drum music rose again, and a large group of dancers floated out from behind the hall, singing and dancing in the middle of the hall.

Bei Qi and Lu Chengfeng muttered in a low voice, and he pointed out Lu Chengfeng's cultivation of the Jiaolong One Vein Forging Body Exercise word by word. After all, it was not an easy task for Lu Chengfeng to absorb and refine thirty catties of Jiaolong Jīng blood within three days. The jīng blood of the Jiaolong in the Black Dragon Spirit Ring is the jīng Hua left by Yingzheng who killed the Jiaolong over the years, and it is the elite of the jīng blood. Without Beggar's detailed instructions, Lu, if you don't do well in the wind, your luck will go wrong, and your body has not been strengthened, but you will be made to be unable to enter the Jiao, which is called a headache.

The two were discussing passionately here, the first batch of dancers had just retreated, and the second batch of dancers were about to come up to dance, when a young man wearing a light green official robe and a radiant young man suddenly got up, walked to the middle of the main hall, and saluted Yan Dan and shouted: "Your Majesty, the minister has a word, I want to say something to the Heavenly Fortune Prince." ”

Yan Dan was stunned for a moment, Su Qin on the high platform squirted out a mouthful of wine, pointed at the young man and scolded, "Muye, what are you doing?"

Su Qin's youngest son, Chinese New Year's Eve, compiled by the Great Yan Academy of National History, Su Muye, in the eyes of outsiders, is a young scholar who likes ink and danqing. Only Yan Dan, the core figures of the Great Yan Dynasty, know that Su Muye, also known as the Hundred Variety Yīn Yang, is a genius who is more demonic than Su Qin in some aspects. It's just that geniuses are always freaks, and Su Muye is undoubtedly a freak, one of Shen.

Su Muye's strangeness lies in the fact that he is completely different from the world, and he usually works in the compilation academy, and he doesn't know how many colleagues he has offended. As one of the most noble civil officials in Dayan, Su Muye often punches and kicks his colleagues at every turn, and often insults others with foul language. If it weren't for Su Qinming's identity as the editor-in-chief of the National History Academy of the Compilation Academy, Su Muye would have been kicked out of the court by his colleagues.

Seeing Su Muye, who rushed out in a daze, Su Qin had a headache, and Yan Dan's head hurt even more. With a dry laugh, Yan Dan shook his head at Su Qin, and then smiled at Su Muye mildly and asked:

"Makino, what do you have to say to Tianyun Gong? Hehe, you are all young and handsome, and you happen to be close to each other. ”

Su Muye clapped his hands vigorously and said with a grin: "Your Majesty, the minister's father is also the identity of the Great Yan National Teacher, but over the years, he has pretended to be so confused that he has forgotten his identity as the National Teacher, which has made the minister suffer from the idleness of a group of waste idiots in the compilation academy all day long. Chen's father also said all day long that he wanted the minister to be low-key, low-key, low-key, and low-key, Taohui, Taohui, and Taohui. Hey, it's okay today, you personally asked Weichen's father to come to the stage to drink, don't be low-key in the future, right?"

Yan Dan blinked his eyes quickly, he looked at this Su Muye, who had a little tendon in his brain, and smiled bitterly: "Yes." Great Qin is eyeing the enemy, the Great Yan Dynasty wants to concentrate all its forces to meet the enemy, and Mr. Su is the Great Yan National Teacher, so there is no need to hide in the court anymore. ”

Su Muye laughed loudly, he clapped his hands, and smiled at the noble civil officials of the compilation academy who were sitting behind Yu Wende: "I heard it? Recognize the face of Uncle Su Muye, uncle, I was just born, but I have the title of marquis, damn! I have endured you for a long time!" Su Qin's old face was flushed, like a monkey's buttocks. Su Muye puffed up his chest triumphantly and looked at Beg:

"Don't beg, I have something to discuss with you. You have to promise if you promise, you have to agree if you don't agree, all in all, Benhou's little niece, you don't want to marry. ”

Don't beg, don't beg, don't marry?

Lu Chengfeng looked at Beqi in shock, lowered his voice and muttered in a low voice, "You provoked the woman of the Su family?"

On the high platform, Princess Yanle stared at Beg deadly, and the fierce light in her eyes flashed like a sword. When she saw Beqi's blank and shocked expression, Princess Yanle frowned slightly and thought for a while, and suddenly the fierce light in her eyes became even stronger, like a crazy she-wolf, staring at Su Muye.

Su Qin even slapped the wine case and shouted: "Makino, what nonsense are you talking about? You, what nonsense are you talking about?

Who are you talking about?"

Su Muye held his head high triumphantly and smiled: "Of course it's Xiao Su." She is also fourteen years old and can get married, I am in charge here, and marry Xiao Su to Tianyun Gong as his wife, so that Tianyun Gong will not be able to provoke Princess Yanle. Ha, several times the young man of the Great Yan Dynasty, that person's talent, character, appearance, and appearance can surpass that of Ben Hou? ”

Su Qin knelt stiffly on the high platform, looking at his expression, he wanted to strangle Su Muye to death now.

Yan Dan trembled, he wanted to turn his head back and laugh wildly, but as the Great Yan Self-Scoop Sovereign, he kept a straight face and forcibly held back his laughter.

Jing Ke, Gao Yanli, Tian Guang and the others looked at Su Muye with ghostly eyes, Gao Yanli suddenly shook his head lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "What kind of character is Mr. Su Qin, why is the youngest son a fool? Marry his youngest niece to Beggar, and then Beg can't marry the princess? It's really a good plan, a wonderful plan!"

Tian Guang said coldly: "This so-called salary draw from the bottom of the kettle is an excellent strategy. ”

Yan Dan, who could still hold back his laughter, suddenly burst out laughing after hearing Tian Guang's indescribably cold joke.

The powerful people in the hall looked at the triumphant Su Muye in a daze, bowed their heads one after another, covered their faces with their sleeves, and snickered. Yu Wende and Yu Qianqian showed a strange smile on their faces, and they also lowered their heads and chuckled, and secretly looked at Su Muye who was standing proudly in the center of the hall out of the corner of their eyes.

Beqi shook his head helplessly, he stood up and saluted Su Qin with a fist: "Old man, Beg didn't have any idea about your little granddaughter. With a long sigh, Bei Qi turned to Su Muye and sighed: "Su Muye, Master Su, why don't you want to marry your little niece?

Did you ask your little niece's father, your brother, what you mean?"

Su Muye triumphantly took out a fan, fanned the cool breeze slowly, and said proudly: "First, why do you want to marry my little niece?

With the prestige of my old father Su Hao, my old Su family wants to marry a daughter, who dares not to marry?"

With a few chuckles, Su Muye continued: "Second, over the years, my old father has not paid attention to the affairs of the family at all. My elder brothers are all cultivating behind closed doors, delving into the way of heaven and earth and yang changes, and the affairs of the family are all taken care of by this marquis, just marrying a little niece, of course I can call the shots!"

Don't beg to grit his teeth and keep shaking his head, he doesn't even have the strength to laugh. Su Muye, this guy, may be a genius, but he is a genius who lacks heart. This kind of person, if you are more serious with him, you really can't be more serious with him. Beg didn't even have the heart to get angry with him, just shook his head and sighed, and sat back in his seat.

On the high platform, Princess Yanle looked at Su Muye with strange eyes, and shouted coldly: "Su Muye, why does this palace want to marry you? Even if that little niece of your family wants to marry Beggar, if he doesn't say it, why don't you beg to marry your little niece, and this palace can only marry you?"

Looking at Princess Yanle in surprise, Su Muye asked in surprise: "If you don't marry Benhou, who else can the princess marry?"

Which son-in-law is more talented than Makino? He is personable, talented and good-looking, and has a fine family background, which is unparalleled in the world! If the princess does not marry me, who else can she marry?"

Princess Yanle exhaled with a heavy white spoon, grabbed a wine jug, and poured all the pounds of wine into it.

Such an arrogant princess has no temper in the face of people like Su Muye.

Su Muye shouted triumphantly: "In the past, Benhou was because of his father, so he had to be low-key and obscure, and he couldn't expose the details of my old Su family, and he couldn't show off that my old father was the national teacher of the Great Yan Dynasty in front of people, and he couldn't show off that this marquis was already the marquis of the Great Yan Dynasty when he was born." Therefore, Su Muye is low-key, obscure, and does not expose his full stomach of talent and learning in front of others, and his belly full of splendid articles. R sighed deeply: "Since His Majesty personally exposed the identity of Ben Hou's old father, then, if you can't complain about this Hou Ye, you have to act in a high-profile manner." Ben Hou Ye put his words here, except for the poems that can be listened to, and the Tianyun Gong who can draw a good painting, all the young people of this Great Yan Dynasty are a mess of scum in Ben Hou's heart!

Beg looked up and smiled at Princess Yanle. Princess Yanle winked at Bei Qi very charmingly, and the two exchanged glances back and forth, not taking Su Muye to heart at all.

Yan Dan and Su Qin sighed at the same time when they saw the two of them. Su Qin, whose old face was flushed with shame, was about to get up and scold Su Muye, when a clear voice suddenly burst out: "Brother Muye's words are wrong. Is it true that there is no one in my Dayan court? Princess Yanle is also a celestial person, you, a sour scholar, are also worthy of Princess Yanle?"

A young man wearing a unicorn robe, his appearance was not sè, but his expression was fierce and hideous, and his body was murderous, and he slowly walked out of the train.

As soon as the young man got up, someone in the ministers' seat stood up again: "Qin Laohu, Su Nerd, Princess Yanle, none of you are worthy." Heavy footsteps sounded, and a young man who was nearly a foot tall and like an iron tower strode out and knelt heavily in front of the royal platform: "Your Majesty, Fan Jinqi, I would like to ask you to be the husband of Princess Yanle." ”

Bei Qi glanced at the three of them coldly, and was about to speak, when the five divine lights behind Princess Yanle suddenly rolled over, and a thunderbolt from the ceiling of the main hall smashed down on the head and face, and fell heavily on the three of them. The lightning was dazzling, the thunder was deafening, and the three of them fell to the ground with a miserable howl, and there was a sudden chaos in the hall.

Well, the pig's head is waving the white fat pig's trotters, calling for the arrival of recommendation tickets and monthly passes!