Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

After speaking, he turned to look at the public.

"Today is the State of Wei's Political Discussion Conference. It is hard to predict what happened. Since I have stepped forward, I will naturally not back down. Is there anyone willing to compete with me to rule the roost?"

As soon as Wang Xuebin's voice fell, the hall was silent again. At first they didn't notice anything unusual, but after being reminded by Lord Longyang, they all noticed that something was wrong with Li Yuan.

Hearing what Wang Xuebin said, he was immediately terrified.

All his life?

Does that mean that Li Yuan's life can be taken without even moving a hand?

What do you mean?

Does the world still belong to Newton's tube?

oh!By the way, Newton wasn't born yet!

never mind!

No one spoke in the hall.

They are nobles but not fools. Li Yuan is not in a daze but they are not in a daze. Why do they have grudges for no reason? It's too late to win over such people!

To offend?

Too long!

Everyone said:

"Don't dare to dare, Gongsun You of the Lower Yan Kingdom, I have seen Brother Guanlan!"

"Brother Guanlan is really majestic, it makes me, the Korean swordsman Guan Ziji, feel ashamed!"

......

The hall suddenly became lively, Wang Xuebin saw this and said quickly:

"Everyone, please take your seats. I'll be waiting for an exchange after the political discussion meeting is over."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Ji Yanran and said:

"Girl, drag this person out, move a few more desks, and place them on the stage. Mr. Zhu, please take a seat!"

Saying that, he handed the sword back casually.

This sword was originally used as an ornament to set off his heroic spirit, but it turned out that swords were not allowed at the political conference. If you want to discuss martial arts, you have to have a wooden sword that has been prepared long ago.

Wang Xuebin actually wanted a wooden sword when he reached out his hand just now, because a wooden sword stuck on the ground can better show his ability

But he didn't expect Ji Yanran to bring this sword, he didn't choose it, he just used this sword to scare people, there is actually no difference between the two to him.

Ji Yanran, who was flushed, heard Wang Xuebin's order, nodded obediently, ordered the servant, and left with the sword in her hand.

At this time, she was even more beautiful and charming, but unfortunately no one came to appreciate it, and everyone's attention was on Wang Xuebin.

In this era, power is the eternal pursuit of men, and beauty is just an embellishment on the journey, everyone can clearly understand it.

Wang Xuebin's force can bring power. For the sake of power, beauties can be abandoned at any time. People who love beauties and don't love the world will only appear in the Internet. In the real world, people want all beauties in the world.

If you can only choose one of the two, then the beauty is often the one who is abandoned!

The servants brought some cases and put them on the stage, Wang Xuebin directly took over Ji Yanran's task when encountering resistance, and went up to the stage to salute several gentlemen.

"My lord, Wang Guanlan, be polite!"

The three people on the stage are not ordinary people, and they have no fear on their faces.

"Your Majesty is very polite!"

After Wang Xuebin gave the gift, he said with high spirits:

"Today coincides with this opportunity. It's a great fortune to be able to meet a few famous scholars. The discussion on political affairs starts with the word "Discussion."

The three looked at each other and replied confidently:

"Stick what you want!"

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the audience and asked:

"At today's conference, all the scholars are emphatically studying Confucianism, Mohism, and Taoism, and all of them are preaching on the stage. I don't know if someone from the Legalists will come?"

At this time, a person stood up from the audience, raised his hand and said:

"The legalists in the lower Qi state have applied for orders, met Mr. Wang, met the three gentlemen, and met all of you!"

Wang Xuebin looked at Shen Buling and asked with a smile:

"Is your honor willing to preach on stage?"

As he spoke, he turned sideways and wanted to get out of the front desk.

Na Shen Buling saluted with both hands, bowed and said:

"Sir, I'm ashamed of what you said. With my husband here, how can I get my turn to preach?"

Wang Xuebin was thoughtful when he heard the words.

"You met Han Fei?"

To be able to say this, it is both Qi State and Legalist, so it is hard not to be associated with Han Fei.

As expected, Shen Buling nodded solemnly.

"I once asked Mr. Han about the shortcomings of Legalism. Mr. Han once mentioned Mr.'s words to me, and I highly respected what you said. This time, when I came to Wei, I also heard about Mr.'s place, so I came here to ask for advice!"

It was only then that several people on the stage looked at Wang Xuebin squarely. They originally thought that Wang Xuebin was a common man who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and they wanted to use them to make a name for themselves on stage.

They have also made up their minds that even if they die on stage today, they will not be able to shame their own theory, so they are determined to die!

But I didn't expect this person to be a generation with both martial arts, and I felt relieved. If the reason is not as good as others, they think they will worship. If they are coerced by force, then I am sorry, and they would rather die than surrender!

Wang Xuebin didn't know what they were thinking, looked at Shen Buling, stretched out his hand and said:

"I don't dare to ask for advice, let's discuss politics together on stage! Please!"

Shen Buling did not hesitate, bowed to everyone, and walked forward.

Wang Xuebin looked at the audience, raised his head and asked loudly: