Chapter 253: wide awake

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read2();　　The Three Kings of Great Xia.
The king of Bei'an guarded the only passage between the northern snowfields and the central plains, Tianmenxia. Although the old king of Bei'an didn’t ask about things on weekdays and had fun, his descendants from the Jiang clan came out in large numbers, and he was cold and decisive, and his hands were stained a lot. The blood of the Xuemin tribe, the rebellious and unruly snowmen who did not accept it, they all acted like their grandsons when they came to trade in Tianmen Gorge.
The king of Ximan guarded the southernmost jungle in the southwest of Daxia. There were a large number of deserters and beasts in the sultry, hot and humid, but complex terrain. The uncivilized deserter tribes were primitive and xenophobic and hated the Central Plains. It is extremely dangerous to hit the human line of defense, and there is also the Valley of the Giants, one of the eight forbidden areas in Daxia, in the jungle, so the area where the Ximan King is located is the most dangerous and the most difficult.
　　 And in the end is the King of Zhenhai, the King of Zhenhai, guarding the Giant Sea of ​​the Northeast Forbidden Land of Daxia, but it is worth mentioning that the King of Zhenhai is respected by women, so one of the three kings, King of Zhenhai, is an old lady.
　　 In the past few days, the people in the capital city, who seemed extremely plain, were completely aroused by a news.
The new emperor will soon be enthroned, and the three kings will return to Beijing to watch the ceremony. These scenes are still the first in the Daxia Dynasty. In fact, the people of Shenjing City, which is located in the northwest of Daxia, are still a little strange to the three kings guarding various places. At that time, His Majesty Taizu formulated an extremely strict system, stipulating the functions and rules of each title, including if there is no emperor's summons, the vassal may not return to Beijing privately and so on.
　　 Therefore, the Ximan King has guarded the Nanban jungle for fifty years, and he has never stepped into the north.
Of course, with the exception of the king of Bei’an, who is among the three kings, this romantic king who is often exposed to explosive lace news has almost become the source of happiness for all Daxia, and is also the main material for storytellers. As long as there is any trouble in one of them, no In half a month, it will spread throughout the 36 states. In Shenjing City, even children as young as five or six years old can tell their wonderful deeds.
So early today, in the ten-day repair day, a large number of very leisurely people gathered spontaneously near the Qinglong Gate in a swarm to see how powerful the legendary Three Kings of Great Xia are, of course, the main thing is to see the famous legend. The face of King Bei'an in Daxia.
　　 Ten-mile long pavilion outside the city of God.
　　 Middle-aged, but gentle and elegant, still personable Shangshu You Tingjian, with a group of officials of the Ministry of rituals, and military commanders in the DPRK, stopped and waited.
After all, it was the feudal king who returned to Beijing, so the courtesy and pomp are not small. The huge Fengao Jiutian Banner is waving in the wind, exuding a strong power, and the greet team spread out like a long dragon, even the old one who returned home. A few generations came, and they were arranged to rest first in the carriage, and recently in the Lingbo Hall, the old lady who laughed every day also sent a maid to wait.
Moyue waited for half an hour, and above the sky, a round of blood sun composed of billowing essence slowly appeared from afar, and in front of the blood sun, two tall and ferocious tyrannosaurs rolled up billowing smoke and took steps. Coming quickly towards the front.
　　You Tingjian then stepped forward and said loudly:
　　 "You Tingjian, the book of the Ministry of Etiquette, welcome the King of Ximan here. The King of Ximan has been on the boat all the way. Please rest here for a while. When the other two vassals arrive, you can enter the capital together."
　　 "It's okay, although I haven't felt the cold wind in the northwest for most of my life, but when it blows on the road, it is unspeakable and comfortable, I will wait for my old friend here."
　　 An old man of medium stature, with a tanned skin and a tiger-headed young man, jumped from the tyrannosaurus, and then walked in slowly. The young man looked at the long line of greetings ahead with curiosity in his eyes.
　　 Shang Shu You Tingjian of the Ministry of Rites saluted the old man again and said:
　　 "The Western Man King only brought his young grandchildren to Beijing alone, and he admires him."
　　 The old man's complexion did not change, and he slowly walked towards the large carriage prepared for him, and the vicissitudes of life sounded.
　　 "The rules are the rules, and the rules are unbreakable. It is not the king of Qin to go to Beijing for life. Why do you need so many people?"
　　 "You savage, you are so old so that you value rules."
　　 As soon as the Western Man King was about to set foot on the carriage, there was an old female voice in the distance. The former smiled softly, turned and responded:
　　 "Sister Qin, don’t come for fifty years, don’t come here without any problems?"
　　 "You are still alive and kicking, I am naturally tough."
The female voice was full of thickness, and even the surrounding void, with her words, became heavier, and then a group of silver torrents swept over, one of the upper four armies, the gods guards surrounded a figure An extremely tall old lady, and behind the old lady, there is also a huge silver shield.
　　 The two kings meet, each with a complex look in their eyes.
　　 Time is merciless, it’s been too long to meet again after a long time.
　　 "The Book of Etiquette You Ting resolutely welcomes the King of Zhenhai, and also asks the King of Zhenhai to rest for a while. When the Lord Bei'an arrives, the Youwing Army has gone to greet him, and it must be there soon."
　　 But what You Tingjian didn't expect was that the large carriage of King Bei'an was parked by the lake eighty miles away from Shenjing City.
Inside the lake, King Bei'an, dressed in colorful clothes, was leading a group of young women on the lake, while the generals of the Youwing Army who stopped and looked pale. The deputy commander Guan Zhengqing went deep into the Yingshi imperial tomb. Led by him, although the Upper Fourth Army has the privilege of no kneeling ceremony except for the Lord of Great Xia, how can a small general of him get the thigh of King Bei'an.
A big boat is moored in the center of the lake. King Bei'an, who has not grown his hair, leaned against the woman’s arms. His eyes were slightly narrowed. The snow-white three thousand Huafas spread backwards, the corners of his mouth were gently raised, and his left and right hands were wrapped around one person. The smoothness and plumpness that came from the hand, he said lazily:
"But take a good look at this lake. This is a rare thing in our Tianmen Gorge. From now on, don’t complain that I’m not waiting for you. You don’t even have to wait for a lake to see. You one by one, but it’s all me. Sweetheart."
　　 "Lord, you treat us so well."
　　 "We will never bury you again."
　　Beside the king of Bei’an, there were bursts of Yingge and Yan words, and the girls leaned forward one after another. What’s more, they put their mouths to the ears of the old prince and spoke softly:
　　 "Master, can you catch a fish? The slave family still wants to see the fish in this lake."
　　 "How difficult is this."
　　 The old prince opened his eyes, got up slightly, and then raised his hand to shoot into the lake. The red thunder flashed in the lake. In an instant, a tail of huge lake carps jumped out of it, leaping alive, like dancing.
　　 Suddenly the laughter above the lake became louder and louder.
　　 The sun gradually went down, and the face of Shangshu You Tingjian of the Ministry of Rites became more and more unsightly with the setting sun. Soon the square gates of Shenjing City would be pulled up, but the King of Bei'an still hadn't reached it.
　　 Finally, a gust of wind hits from the front, and the You Wing Army appeared at the end carrying a huge carriage.
　　 "Things that have been confused for a long time, today I will make you sober."
　　 The Ximan King, who had been closing his eyes and rested, opened his eyes, let out a cold snort, his figure disappeared into place instantly, and a giant roar suddenly sounded from heaven and earth.
　　 A pair of hands covering the sky and the sun extended from the sky, then grabbed the huge carriage and tore it out.
　　 There was a loud noise outside the city of God, and the wind and clouds all changed color.