Outside the Xianyang Holy Capital, one of the noble pavilions!

In one of the main rooms, the two owners were chatting with each other comfortably drinking tea.

"Pavilion Master Wang, this time I have received nine red invitations, but they are all the most distinguished guests of Great Qin personally written by Prime Minister Li Si!

"Nine?", among them, the owner of the red-clothed royal pavilion raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously uncomfortable that the other party's noble pavilion could have such good results.

"You don't have to take it to heart, the Eight Hundred Noble Pavilion, maybe only we have more than nine luck!" the man laughed. Although it is said very implicitly, a kind of self-satisfaction is self-evident.

"My lord!", a soft cry suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Oh, it's someone from your pavilion, can't there be some mess on your side?" the man laughed suddenly.

"Come in!", called the Pavilion Master.

Soon, a man in Tsing Yi walked in and saw the owner of the Wang Pavilion for a while.

"Is there something going on?", the Pavilion Master said slightly anxiously.

"No, it's the right servant who wants me to report something!" said the man in Tsing Yi.

"Groove", "Today there is another person who holds the invitation!"

"Another one?", the owner of the Wang Pavilion was overjoyed, obviously linked to his political achievements.

"Yes, but the invitation I showed was very strange, it was a fake invitation, and it was debunked on the spot by the left servant, but the right servant still asked me to report to the hall master!", said the man in Tsing Yi.

"Haha, Pavilion Master Wang, you also have such a strange thing over there, and anyone else dares to come with a leave invitation?", the other pavilion owner laughed. As he spoke, he happily took another sip of tea.

The lord of the Wang Pavilion had an ugly face for a while, and complained in his heart that the right servant was shooting a lot of things, and this kind of thing had to be reported. But he still asked verbally: "Why is it fake?", "The person who holds the leave invitation, holds a black invitation, and listens to the right servant shooting, it seems to be made of black gold!", the man in Tsing Yi said.

"Poof............!" the tea that the other owner had just drunk was squirted out in shock.

Black gold invitations?

"Whew!", the Pavilion Master also stood up suddenly.

"You mean the black gold invitation?", the Pavilion Master said with a glare.

"Yes, a fake invitation, was shot out by the left and right servants!", said the man in Tsing Yi.

"Whew!", the next moment, the owner of the Wang Pavilion disappeared" and the man in Tsing Yi was at a loss.

As for the other hall owner, he was looking at the man in Tsing Yi with a complicated face at the moment. This, how can this be said well?

The hall where Zhongshan is located is a wide field.

Zhong Shan and his entourage suddenly cut in line, which immediately annoyed the queue behind. Especially the people of the Penglai Qian family at the front.

Penglai Qian family brought a large number of congratulatory gifts, "a congratulatory gift is several times that of other people, I waited for a long time, and finally waited for myself to show off, ready to make a blockbuster, but just when the Qian family was about to make a blockbuster, the throat was choked alive and couldn't get up."

"Penglai Qian family wait a moment!", "Why should we wait a while? We have been queuing for so long, they can cut the line?", the head of the Qian family said angrily.

"yes, yes!" Some people in the back started to laugh.

The official of the Ministry of Rites glanced at him coldly and said, "I'm doing things in Daqin, and it's not your turn to point fingers!"

When a sentence was spoken, the person in charge of the Qian family was in a cold sweat and didn't dare to say more.

Yes, I just lost my mind and went crazy? yelled at the officials of Daqin? But this breath is unbearable, so many people are watching, and they are being robbed of their positions, and they can't say, "This grievance, there must be a lot of family jokes."

The head of the Qian family added this resentment to this group of people who cut in line. A sneer flashed in his eyes, I think what treasure do you have that can surpass my Qian family?

"Everyone, please!" said the Ministry of Rites official, Huang Zhongshan nodded.

"This, do you want to have some too?", the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea asked in a low voice.

The matter of the noble pavilion just now has already made the Prince of the East China Sea Dragon and others lose face, and there were still few people at that time, "There are three layers inside and three layers outside."

"No need, this is my gift to Daqin. It has nothing to do with you!", Zhong Shan shook his head.

Reaching out, Zhong Shan took out an object, a long box.

"What is this?", the ceremonial officer wondered.

The ceremonial officer took it, and everyone's eyes widened.

The ceremonial officer slowly opened the box, "There is no dazzling brilliance inside, there is only a white strip.

"This is, this is a picture, a painting?", someone not far away read out strangely.

"Painting?" asked the ceremonial officer, with a hint of uncertainty.

"It's a picture!" Zhong Shan shook his head.

"A word?"

Wow!

Everyone in the Quartet talked about it, and for the first time, they saw someone actually send a word.

The person in charge of the Qian family laughed on the spot: "A piece of character" What kind of character can be so valuable? This can be walked into Xianyang, and the threshold of congratulations must exceed 20,000 immortal stones, and you also want to enter a piece of character? Who wrote it?"

"Yes, whose word is it? It's so hard that it's a saint's word?" hahaha.................." The rest of the Qian family counted.

The ceremonial officer gently untied the rope tied to the scroll of words, looked at Zhong Shan with a little curiosity, and said, "This word?"

"My word!" Zhong Shan said in a deep voice.

My word!

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden silence around him, and the silence was a little terrifying, and almost everyone seemed to be stunned by Zhong Shan's words. Your words?

In this quiet field, the Prince of the Four Seas Dragon retreated a little in shame as if he was no match for everyone. Shame, shame.

You sent a painting of your own?

"Hahaha!", "Hahahaha!", "Hahaha!"

The laughter that erupted in the next moment made the Four Seas Dragon Prince's face sweat at the same time, and he was also glad that he had withdrawn some of them just now, but is it useful to retreat from them?

Among them, the person in charge of the Qian family laughed the most.

The noble pavilion of the "Guang" field where Zhongshan is located.

The owner of the pavilion rushed into the hall like crazy.

Maybe I was lucky enough to have another person come in with an invitation today.

And it's a red invitation, and the left and right servants are receiving it respectfully.

The owner of the Wang Pavilion rushed into the room, and at a glance saw the red invitation "If it was before, the owner of the Wang Pavilion must be extremely happy" and treated him with great respect, but at this moment, the owner of the Wang Pavilion was not in the mood at all.

"Left and right, where is the person who invited the black gold just now?" shouted the lord of the royal pavilion.

"The one who took the leave invitation was driven away by us!" Zuo Servant looked puzzled.

"Are you sure it's a black gold invitation?" said the Pavilion Master anxiously.

"I'm sure!" said the right servant.

"But, that's fake" The handwriting inside is not the prime minister's at all, nor is it the official of the Three Hundred Rites Department, I'm sure not, they must have come to make trouble, the leave invitation to make trouble!"

"Eh, didn't Prime Minister Li Sicheng write it himself?"

"Yes, I've seen it with my own eyes!" Zuo Servant affirmed.

"Then, then what do you remember? Condensed with a spell, the black gold invitation "How could it not be written by Prime Minister Li Si?" said the pavilion master with a hint of confusion.

"It's all said to be fake, hall owner, the font is like this!"

The left servant shot with a spell, slowly condensing a few large characters and floating in the air.

The VIP holding the red invitation on the side looked at the words floating in the air, and then compared the words on his invitation, he also nodded and said, "It's indeed not Li Si's handwriting!"

The VIP affirmed, and the left servant shot for a while, but the right servant shot and did not speak. And at this moment, the owner of the royal pavilion is like being struck by lightning.

"This, this...... ,!" The hall master's throat was dumb in shock.

"What's the matter? Do you want me to send someone to arrest them? I can already see that they are always troublemakers, so bold. The left servant said in a deep voice.

"This, this is the handwriting of the Holy King!" "The owner of the Wang Pavilion had an ugly look on his face.

“..............................“......”“！”

Zhong Shan is located on the "Guang" field of the ceremonial official.

A burst of laughter seemed to stab the heart of the Dragon Prince of the Four Seas. One by one, their eyes were full of resentment.

I said I'll give out the treasure, but you don't want to, now a word, how do you want me to see people?

"Haha" a word, a word you wrote, who are you? Do you think you are a saint?" the person in charge of the Qian family smiled.

Zhong Shan ignored everyone, but looked at the official and said, "Look, how much is this word worth?"

On the side, the prince of the Four Seas Dragon almost covered his face, "It's too embarrassing, how much is it worth? Do you think mortals collect it? In the cultivation world, ancient characters are not worth much" Besides, you wrote it.

"How much is it worth? I think, a fairy stone? Is an immortal stone enough? Is it overestimated?" said the person in charge of the Qian family.

"Shut up!" the ceremonial officer snorted.

The person in charge of the Qian family didn't say much, but he still muttered in a low voice: "I see your handwriting, is it written in heaven and earth!"

The ceremonial officer slowly unfolded the scroll of words!

"Wangqin"

How is Da Qinfu? Dongzhou is silent.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

A handful of words, a scroll of words, a wave of auspiciousness rushed to the sky, dyeing the white clouds in the sky into colorful colors.

"Good words, good words!" exclaimed the celebrant at once.

Signed"... Zhongshan Liguan looked at this character, and couldn't help but sigh, and an atmosphere gushed out.

"It's really a good word, if a word can become a trend, it's worth 10,000 immortal stones!" said the person in charge of the Qian family on the side.

"A word is worth 10,000 immortal stones?

"I don't think so, how can this word be worth 10,000 immortal stones?"

"Great Qin Rite Officer, how much is this worth?"

"yes, how much is it worth?"

The ceremonial officer looked at this painting in a daze, and it was really difficult to evaluate it for a while.

"Say, give me a number!" shouted the crowd with curiosity.

Just when everyone was staring at the words with curiosity, and the ceremonial officer couldn't judge it, a voice suddenly sounded around him.

"Every word is a jewel, every word is a city, a priceless treasure!"

The sound is like a bell, but it is full of an irreversible atmosphere.

"Huh, a word, a city, a priceless treasure, are you crazy...... ,!" said the head of the Qian family with a disdainful expression.

But halfway through the conversation, when he turned his head to look at the speaker, he came to his lips, crazy, and stuck in his throat.

The two came, both dressed in gorgeous robes, and when they walked slowly, a peerless aura approached everyone's hearts.

"Plop!"

The head of the Qian family suddenly knelt down.

"Meet Li Xiang, meet Lu Xiang!" The officials of the Ministry of Rites bowed down one after another.

The Left and Right Phases of Daqin, Li Si, Lü Buwei?

Almost all of us have a feeling of not being able to breathe, am I mistaken?

"Meet Li Xiang, meet Lu Xiang!" almost everyone bowed slightly. Although he did not kneel, he also bent down to salute.

There was a sudden silence all around the entire "Guang" venue, and they looked at the sudden scene in front of the auditorium.

The two prime ministers of Daqin, who are high above and out of reach, actually came at the same time?!~!