Chapter 627: Re-enter Houfu
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Yang God
- Divine Dreamwalker
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- 2021-02-25 05:04:04
"What happened?
Zhao Daren is still sitting calmly, but Rong Daren is unable to sit still. Originally, this Hong Xuan machine was so embarrassed that so many people sent gifts, it was already a shocking thing, Mrs. Zhao seems to have a well-thought-out, but Rong Daren has never seen such a big scene.
This is not to be blamed. In addition to the birthday of the Empress Dowager, the birthday of the emperor, the governors of all places have come to tribute, the rest of the royal family, the Prince of the Crown has not such a large audience.
This time, the people have already had a bigger birthday than the Empress Dowager. When I changed to a noble family, the lady who saw the world again would be wary and overwhelmed.
Therefore, Mrs. Rong saw that Mrs. Zhao was so calm, but her heart was filled with an unfathomable emotion.
"It was to fight for a gift, and it was noisy." Now I heard Mrs. Zhao’s inquiry and quickly shouted.
"How is it possible! What day is it today? Fengjun Wang, Li Rigong, Ling Guogong, which one is not a ceremonial generation? How can this be a noisy fight for a gift in this occasion?
You are dead, you want to die! "Mrs. Rong is angry.
"No, it's true! It's still a while." He hurried his head.
"So big thing, she dare not lie, is it for a gift?" Zhao Daren said coldly: "What gift is worth fighting for these ministers?"
"Yes..." I glanced at the cold Mrs. Zhao.
"Say!" Zhao Daren snorted.
"It is a book of Yiyi Academy, Hong Yi copied. It was originally a Li Guogong that was to be a gift, but now many people have to take the past for another, so it is so troublesome. Madame, you still go out to preside over the situation. Let's hang your head.
"Hong Yi! Yi Jing............" When Mrs. Zhao heard it, she immediately gave up a cold chill... The look on her face was gone.
Is it really Yiyi’s handwritten Yijing? Mrs. Rong was surprised:
How much is this worth? I heard that the Queen Mother went to Zhouyi College to ask for a Yijing manuscript, but she did not ask for it. Now it’s actually Send a gift? How many families have demanded that this can not be found, if we get it, it is possible to exchange for many gods, masters, and even Wusheng for us.
"More!" Mrs. Zhao once again snorted and said: "This Hong Yi... I have prepared a lot of countermeasures, prepared for him to mess up today, let him eat a big loss, but did not think that he simply a manuscript, Upset my overall plan!"
"Go! Go out with me!" Mrs. Zhao stood up and came to "Fa Shen, is your Pope and Hou Ye still in the Chamber of Secrets?" Yes, it is in the Chamber of Secrets. Discuss things. Waiting to come back to see you. "Fa Shendao.
"Then you will go out with me. If you are loyal to this adult, do a few big things for this lady, this adult will not lick something, such as the need for flesh and blood sacrifice..." Mrs. Zhao said deeply. A sense of power in the grip.
"Adult, you can say it!"
The of law and the blood looked at each other, and the sacrifice of flesh and blood was a means of sacrifice for the change of the gods to the human body. They also really wanted to become human beings, and they also made great efforts.
The body of the gods, the soul is incomplete, can not be chosen, only the sacrifice to recast the flesh.
After an hour, the turmoil of the manuscript of Hong Yi's "Book of Changes" finally subsided. The kings and the princes who competed for the Yijing were also invited to the Houfu, in the central garden of Houfu, on the shore of Haizi Lake. Great feast.
However, what the gift of Li Guogong sent was already spread in the ears of everyone in the big and small Houfu.
Many people have been talking about it.
This time, those royal families, who ate at the Haizi Lake in the garden, although we are the governor, but can only drink in these rooms. The identity is not enough, and there is no big scene.
At this time, among the many rooms outside the Houfu storm, some of the sons and sons were also eating wine. Drinking tea, when someone is waiting.
This time, Nayong, more than a thousand rooms, was enough to entertain the officials of the provincial governors, and many wealthy businessmen. However, the real feasts are all on the shores of Haizi Lake in the center of Zhengfu. They have no place and can only complain.
"A Yijing, how can there be such a big charm? I looked at it for a while, and the words were esoteric. I don't know what to say. It was my father, reading every night, holding an easy calculation, and it was a curse! "One of the sons and sons whispered.
"Hey! Qin brother, you can't even read it, there is no Sven, no learning. It will be ridiculed." Another son dragged down the son. "This time, a lot of wine tables, tea parties, all If you don't know Tai Chi gossip, you will be excluded from this . If my father knows that there is a Yi Jing, the Yi Jing, I am afraid that I will go bankrupt, and even the officials will not, come here to seek.
There are also some tea rooms on the wing.
Several middle-aged officials, as well as one or two wealthy businessmen, also talked about: "Yi Jing, Kun Yu, the sixth day, the frost, the ice to the ice. What does it mean? Also ask the adults to learn."
"Isn't all the big Confuss explained? If you have a good home, there will be Yuqing, and there will be a surplus of homes. It is also a kind of gradual and progressive performance. The land is full of virtue, but raising its virtue is not a matter of overnight."
Several officials talked awkwardly.
At this time, among the banquets of Wu Wen Houfu Nayong, after the turmoil of the Hong Yi Yi manuscript, the limelight of the forum was getting bigger and bigger, like an academic exchange meeting, even for some nobles who were not well-educated. They are all swaying.
At this time, the large banquet in the Haizi Lake in the Zhengfu Prefecture was built in the garden with a crystal glass pavilion, using a "glass" produced by the champion.
After this "glass" Hong Yi accepted all the forces of the champion Hou, he saw the value of this material, so the general trend of firing, many forces have begun to imitate, and now many aristocratic families have begun to accept this strange crystal.
However, like Wuwen Houjia, it is extremely extravagant to build one tall pavilion with glass and open the banquet.
Among the pavilions, many songs and dances are sung in the lakes in the center of the lake. It’s so beautiful, I don’t know how much manpower, material resources, and financial resources to consume.
Now, hundreds of highly-elected college presidents, princes, kings, county owners, princesses, national princes, and Hou Ye are all seated in this pavilion. The voice of the singer is also higher than the one, symbolizing The thickness of the gifts of various forces.
"Prince is driving! And the prince is driving! The prince is driving! The secret prince is driving! At this moment, the four sings, and the atmosphere of the feast is pushed to the climax." Everyone saw the prince Yang Yuan, and the prince, and In the past two years, the emperor has sealed the opening of the government, the rarity of the rarity of the violent prince, the secret prince has come to sit in the pavilion.
"Hong Xuanji, today you are the day of Labuan. Are you not in the hospital to prepare your son to show up?"
But your son doesn't seem to have appeared yet. Just a book will stir up the whole banquet and change the atmosphere. It's all over the place. If it's true, how can you cope?
In the secret room of Houfu Zhengfu, Hong Xuanji was dressed in a brocade, sitting cross-legged on a futon, smashing his body and opening his mouth, constantly absorbing the entire universe, all kinds of unknown instinct and vitality in each space. In front of him, stood a red dress with a red veil on his face.
Who is behind you? Say it all today. "Hong Xuanji did not answer the words of the Emperor of the Jingyuan Temple, but used a mysterious tone: "The Book of Yijing is originally a mystery of heaven and earth, but it was written by people first, stealing." Heavenly machine. "Where is the person behind me? The spirit is dead, can there be anyone? If there is someone behind me, do you think that I am a master of six thunders, the Pope's respect, will also be married to you?" The princess of the Jingyuan Temple is cold and cold.
"Well, you don't say, Benhou will know sooner or later. But this time the repair of the prince tells you that it is no problem. Ben has already realized the longevity of the fruit. It is only the last step from the vacuum. Then it is possible to step into that realm. It’s only higher than the character behind you.
Hong Xuan continued to speak in a cold tone, then stood up and said:
Follow me, go out, the princes, the princes come to Ding.
The "嘿嘿" Jingyuan Temple Pope issued a secret chuckle, followed by Hong Xuanji.
"Well? That is the mystery of Hong Xuanji! It's unfathomable!"
At this time, in the many glass pavilions on the shore of Haizi Lake, everyone saw Hong Xuanji and the small cockroaches behind him. They were all shocked. These nobles and nobles, which ones are not high-spirited generations? At a glance, I saw the extraordinaryness of the Pope of the Jingyuan Temple.
"You, today, to attend the Hong Kong people's banquet, it is really grateful. A little bit of thin wine, not a respect. After the Hong Xuan machine came out, the entire Haizi Lake is like a magical, sloppy Inexplicable gas field, just those who talked about the Yijing seem to have magic, and actually stopped.
Although Prince Yang Yuan was present, Hong Xuanji did not need to salute him, because Hong Xuanji was the master of the Prince, but the Prince wanted to salute him.
At this time, Hong Xuan's body is constantly emitting a whirlwind atmosphere. Whether it is martial arts or a person who has refined the Taoism, he can see that Bo Xuanji can't hold his mind, and he does not know how to put his spirit into him.
The majesty of the majesty, like the mountains, oppresses the subconscious of everyone's mind.
Many people were present for the first time, and Hong Xuanji was so terrible.
"Well? Hong Taishi's martial arts repair is only afraid of the terrible realm in the legend, flying in the sky, omnipotent. Resonating with the heavens and earth, crushing the vacuum?" Miss Yuan Jiada, the owner of the Ziyan Academy, Yuan Ziyan’s heart was moving.
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Yang Li felt for the first time that the threat of Hong Xuanji was more than that of Yang Pan.
At this moment, suddenly there was another singer outside: "King Yu, the owner of Zhou Yi Shuyuan, Hong Yi, sent a gift.. Bang!
A stone stirs up a thousand waves.
The people present, everyone thinks that Hong Yi will come to participate in this Nayong banquet. At this time, everyone wants to witness the style of Hong Yi. Since the completion of the Zhouyi Academy, Yi Xue has been all over the world. The face is gradually mysterious. Especially in just five years, Hong Yi debuted in the scientific examination, the first year, Yujing City Jieyuan, the first. In the year of the article, Bai Sheng Qi Ming is the Asian holy champion. In the third year, the Great Western Region was broken. The warrior is war god. In the fourth year, the fifth year of the establishment of the Zhouyi Academy, the book has no soil. It is even more rumored that his cultivation realm has reached the point of the Middle Ages and can swim in the sky.
Many people are also cultivated as high-level people. I want to take a look at it. What is the cultivation of the Middle Ages?
Just then, the jade prince and a group of people came in, and walking in front of the jade prince was a wide dress, like the sons of Hong Yi. When Hong Yi came in, he immediately became a man of literary and awe-inspiring enthusiasm, and everyone’s subconsciousness seemed to have heard the sings of the sages of the sages. The soul that was just pressed by Hong Xuan’s momentum was lively. Full of wisdom.
"Finally stepped into Wuwen Houfu again"
When Hong Yi stepped into Houfu, he thought in his heart.