The most difficult system to open in history

Since ancient times, beautiful people are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

A confidante with a poor life, as the number one beauty in the vast land of China in the past, the old queen is proud enough to live long enough for Dao to use the five decays of heaven and man to end her life, and she indeed lived a long time.

"And Xu Sheng, you know that I have been waiting all my life. I am afraid of the dark. There is no light in Suoyuan's coffin, so I don't want to go!"

People cannot choose their birth, but they can choose how they die.

Chapter 0645

The Mingde Hall of the White Emperor Palace is a place specially for the Great Xia royal family to hold banquets. It has a huge area and countless desks. The entire hall is circular. At the same time, it is equipped with bells, drums, zithers, and echoing stones. It is a joy to have friends coming from afar. almost meaning.

Mingde Hall tonight is the busiest time of the year. As soon as the sun sets, the whole hall is brightly lit. Numerous maids shuttle back and forth inside and outside the hall with delicacies and fine wines. At the same time, the smell of food is soaring. At the same time, a huge fragrant cloud even formed over the White Emperor Palace.

Officials from the six ministries, who did not wear court uniforms but only plain clothes, came hand in hand with their families. After meeting each other, they saluted and exchanged greetings. Then the wives of the officials began to carefully look at the young son Lang and Girls, if you meet someone you are satisfied with, you will roll your eyes and remember it secretly in your heart, and when you turn around, you will have a pillow breeze with your master to see if you can match up.

In fact, for these wives, the emperor's private banquet was secondary to eating and drinking, and finding a suitable partner for their backs was the key point. No matter what era, marriage is always the top priority.

Because behind it represents the inheritance of blood.

As time passed, night gradually fell. In the Mingde Palace, besides the officials, there were also many people from outside the court who were also invited to attend. The overhauls of the major sects in Beijing were naturally listed, and there were even a large number of Daxia The shopkeeper of the chamber of commerce, as well as the respected old man and wise man.

The solemn and solemn playing music resounded throughout the hall. Most people sat down and toasted each other. At this time, it was still the communication stage before the banquet, and Zhao Yu hadn’t come yet. Feel free to move around.

From Fengcheng, Mr. Wang, dressed in brocade, sat upright behind the desk, his unsmiling face was a little reserved, and he didn't reach out for the fragrant wine and pre-banquet fruits in front of him, but looked at the surrounding people. He is an outstanding person from Daxia, his body bones feel extremely stiff due to his age.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out beside him, and patted Mr. Wang's shoulder lightly, and then Wang Jing's gentle voice sounded in the latter's ear:

"Father, don't be nervous. This is a private banquet set up by our Majesty. Everyone is here by invitation, and we won't eat you."

After hearing the words, Mr. Wang relaxed his upright body slightly, turned his head to look at the smiling Wang Jing, let out a sigh of relief, and said:

"Son, your father and I usually boast that we have traveled all over the world and have seen the world, but when we really sit in this endless emperor's palace, I feel like a small boat in the vast ocean. , but worse than your father-in-law, look at him, his complexion hasn't changed at all."

Mr. Wang's joking voice dispelled the nervousness of the rest of the Fengzhou Wang family around. In fact, not only the Mr. Wang, but also the Queen Mother and Miss Wan'er, who was away for the first time, were all terrified.

The White Emperor Palace is the place of the emperor, just a name alone, there is a lot of pressure!

After hearing this, Wang Jing's father-in-law, who was sitting next to Peng Mu, turned his head mechanically, and stammered in response:

"I, I just froze my face, besides, I'm just a little wood, a carpenter in Fengcheng."

As soon as this remark came out, Peng Mu, who had little communication with his father since his return, turned his head and said solemnly:

"Although you are a carpenter, you are also my father."

Peng Mu's eyes are full of seriousness, and the consciousness expressed in them is also very obvious. If you are a father and son, then my glory is your glory!

As if confirming Peng Mu's words, a tall young man with slightly dark complexion came from the side and said hello:

"Lieutenant Peng, Captain Wang, I haven't seen you for a while, but are you okay?"

Seeing this, Wang Jing and Peng Mu hurriedly stood up, saluted and responded:

"Thank you, little prince, for your concern. I'll be fine."

The grandson of the Ximan king, Zhong Lizhan, who had just returned from Qianlong's secret realm, had a warm smile unique to the people of the Southwest, and then saluted Mr. Wang and Peng Mu's father, and continued:

"You must be the elders of Wang Xiaowei and Peng Xiaowei's family. The boy Zhong Lizhan is very polite, only to find out that Peng Xiaowei is Wang Jing's brother-in-law. No wonder the two cooperate so tacitly."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhong Lizhan toasted his glass and drank it all before leaving. Wang Jing put his head close to the ear of Mr. Wang who looked puzzled, and whispered softly:

"One of the three kings of the Great Xia, Ximan King, you are familiar with the old man, this is his grandson."

Although Wang Jing's voice was not loud, it was enough to reach the ears of the rest of the people, so everyone was startled, but afterward, another person from the army came to talk with extraordinary momentum, and Wang Jing and Peng Mu returned their salutes one by one. .

"This is the commander-in-chief of the Southwest Wilderness Army's God Shooting Battalion.

"This is from the son of the general of the Benhu Army.

"This person has an unusual background. His father is Wu Yuanbo, a young general in Liuyexiang."

A selection of martial arts in the army made the elite of the army, who are usually proud and proud, completely remember Wang Jing, who gathers and disperses the quicksand. If there is no accident, this young handsome talent who has entered the eyes of the emperor will be the first in Daxia. The rising star will make a strong statement in the future history.

The titles of the sons of generals one after another made Mr. Wang and others gradually numb. It was the first time they had a deep understanding that Wang Jing, who had not been in the army for a long time, had achieved achievements that they could hardly imagine.

Peng Mu and Wang Jing may be the kind of natural soldiers.

The Mingde Hall of the White Emperor Palace has a large area, and it is not easy to completely fill it up on weekdays, but this time because of the convenience of teleporting the scrolls, in the 89th year of the Great Xia Calendar, the scale of the private banquet held by the Lord of Great Xia was the largest in history. It completely filled the entire hall, and it was extremely lively.

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded directly at the entrance of the Mingde Palace, and the word Lin Xiao could be vaguely heard. Afterwards, all the people in the palace looked towards the entrance, and saw a slender young man in a black robe , led a beautiful girl with a slightly protruding belly, and walked slowly into the hall.

Lin Xiao's face was as confident and heavy as usual, and his steps forward were steady. Gradually, in the eyes of all the people in the hall, he seemed to gradually overlap with another figure.

Calm, introverted, and unassuming, it contains the immobility that can withstand thousands of troops.

In the hall, there were people of the older generation who were familiar with Lin Lang, and they exchanged glances with the people around them, and slowly said:

"Lin Xiao, the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhenyu's mansion, came back after being missing for more than half a year, and he has the demeanor of Marquis of Zhenyu. It seems that there is a successor for this Great Xia's Fudoming King."

Chapter 0646 of the fog half a year ago

In the autumn of the 89th year of the Great Xia Calendar, on the snowy frozen wasteland, Zhen Yu Hou Lin Lang died heroically for his country.

However, the death of the Great Generalissimo with tens of millions of soldiers and horses in the Western Xinjiang of Great Xia has too many strange things inside. There are too many fogs in Lang Zi's unauthorized return to the capital from Jade Dragon Pass in Endless Mountain, and after Zhao Yu ascended the throne, these fogs seem to be subconsciously forgotten.

The throne changed steadily, and the Great Xia ushered in a new era. However, this not-so-distant national event seemed to have been as long as a year. From the princes and generals to the traffickers and pawns in the Great Xia, there was nothing to be done. People are willing, and no one dares to touch the inside story of this matter.

But as Zhao Yu once said, since it exists, no one can erase it. Therefore, the most respected people in the entire Great Xia all faintly stared at the fog.

This includes Zhao Yu, including the old queen.

The distance between Lingbo Hall and Mingde Hall spans almost half of the Baidi Palace, and the speed of the Bibo whale-tailed carriage is not fast, so after a quarter of an hour, the carriage is still under heavy guards , driving unhurriedly on the palace avenue.

Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was a little quiet. Wei Guogong Xu Sheng was silent, while the veiled old lady was resting on the soft bed. After all, for her body at this time, the whole banquet later will be a It is a great test, so it is extremely necessary to recharge your batteries on the road.

But the old lady seemed to have something on her mind, her breathing was a little short, and she said lightly:

"Xu Sheng, after tonight, will you stay in Shenjing City for the New Year?"

Mr. Xu, who was also in deep thought, bowed his head and responded after hearing the words:

"The battle at Yulongguan has not stopped, so the old man returns to Beijing alone, and will rush back to Wuwu Mountain tomorrow, but sister Yan, with the existence of the stone statue tower and the teleportation scroll, the round trip is only a short breath away."

Then the old lady leaning on her head nodded, and said in great agreement:

"By virtue of this, Yu'er can be included in the ranks of the greatest emperors of the human race. His starting point is what countless ancestors dreamed of. At the end, I am looking forward to Daxia's future."

"I really want to borrow another 500 years from the sky!"

Wei Guogong Xu Sheng let out a sigh, and he also had reason to sigh, because his age was not much younger than the old lady, so it could be predicted that the eyes of the Daoist and Heavenly Man's five declines had already been aimed at the bow of the Great Xia.

Even if he is a fierce tiger, in the face of the coming catastrophe, if he says he is not afraid or nervous, it would be a lie, but he is different from the old lady, Xu Sheng still has one last chance.

The carriage was still moving forward leisurely, and in the Mingde Hall, almost all the people were seated, waiting for the arrival of the Zhao family, the Lord of Great Xia.

Perhaps it was because they had experienced too much, and there were not many words between each other. The carriage fell into a period of silence, and then the old voice of the old lady sounded in the carriage again:

"Xu Sheng, this may be the last time you see me, so I have something to ask you."

Then the old lady sat up from the carriage, reached out to hold the table in front of her, and said seriously:

"After the founding of the Great Xia, the Taizu Shengshang established a rule that the princes and princes of Fengjiang are not allowed to return to Beijing without the imperial edict. It is impossible for Lin Lang, Marquis of Yu, to understand this law."

After saying this, the old lady paused for a few breaths, and looked up at Wei Guogong, who was opposite him. Even though his eyes could no longer see, he shot out a gaze as oppressive as Kunlun Mountain, and the voice continued to sound:

"I asked Xiu'er before, and she said that she never issued an edict to allow Marquis Zhen Yu to return to Beijing at this time, and Xiu'er would not lie to me, so I have been investigating, who is it, who has such great ability, First, we learned about the plan to besiege and kill Marquis Zhenyu, and then let Lin Lang, who is known as the Fudo Ming King, return to the capital alone from Yulong Pass surrounded by heavy soldiers."

The old lady's voice didn't fluctuate too much, she was still old and weak, but Wei Guogong, who was as bloody as a dragon, subconsciously clenched his fists fiercely, his face was extremely solemn, but he didn't say a word.

The old lady didn't mind, and continued to speak on her own:

"I also know that this young man from Weiyuan is the most ruthless in killing aliens. He was also single-handedly promoted by Lin Lang. There must be something hidden behind his rebellion, but one thing is certain, that is, this imperial edict to return to Beijing." , Since he was handed over to Lin Lang, Weiyuan would have been a good breakthrough if he hadn't died, but if he died, in the hands of the Youyi Army, the clues would be cut off.

"But what you do is what you do, and there will always be clues left. In Liuye Lane, Weiyuan Hou's mansion, there was a butler who predicted in advance that he would run away with Weiyuan's only son after the incident happened. Naturally, the black hand who planned all this cannot let him go, Xu Sheng, guess who is among these people?"

After the old lady's plain questioning voice fell, Wei Guogong Xu Sheng still didn't say a word.

Then the old lady directly raised her hand and slapped the desk in front of her with a slap, making a soft sound, but in the depths of her soul, it triggered an extremely violent soul tsunami.

"Since you don't tell me, then I'll tell you that the butler died, at the hands of a military Minxiu divine archer, and the archer was accompanied by Si Tianjian.

"You, and Li Chunfeng, these two old guys, are too courageous, it's going to turn the world upside down!"

The old lady's words came with an angry scolding, followed by an extremely violent cough. Xu Sheng quickly stood up and kowtowed, repeating in his mouth:

"Sister Yan calm down, don't get angry, don't get angry!"

"Xu Sheng, you were in vain for being smart all your life, but you were treated as a chess piece by others, and the forces behind it didn't show up at all, they just sacrificed Weiyuan, who couldn't survive, and made everything go smoothly.

"Originally the key to this matter was to recall Lin Lang back to Shenjing City. You did it for them. I don't know if Taizu Shengshang gave you something before he left, but have you ever thought that if Yu'er follows up? Without the incident of entering the Shenwei Fortress alone to kill a lion to take revenge, and thousands of soldiers returned to their hearts, with the help of people with good intentions, how should Yuer face the act of renunciation of thousands of soldiers?"

Wei Guogong Xu Sheng continued to kowtow heavily, and responded to this matter for the first time:

"Sister Yan, at that time, I wanted His Majesty to reach the top position without hindrance. Even if I knew it was a bureaucracy, I would jump into it. This was a conspiracy. The old minister and Li Chunfeng had already thought about it. Apologize, and give an explanation to the soldiers of Yulongguan, no matter whether they bear the eternal infamy or not."

"Hey!"

The old lady suppressed the violent cough, then sighed deeply, and after a long silence, she continued to speak lightly:

"The steward of Weiyuan is dead, but his son is not. He was taken away, and the people sent by you and Li Chunfeng were also killed. They were killed by a force that has never been revealed, so you don't know that Weiyuan Yuan's son is still alive, and the one who took away Weiyuan's son was from the Crescent Moon Chamber of Commerce, and the Crescent Moon Chamber of Commerce was established by Yu'er when he was young, and that child is currently in the small world of the floating island."

As soon as these words came out, Wei Guogong Xu Sheng, who had always been solemn, showed a look of horror for the first time, and then the old lady sighed again, and continued to speak:

"So Yu'er knows more than you think. Although the old man had the memory of Weiyuan's son erased, the paper can't cover the flames. Perhaps, Yu'er knows all this, so he will be so aggressive. Take a risky move and kill the lion alone."

A moment later, the Bibo whale-tailed carriage slowly stopped outside the Mingde Hall, and the voice of the middle-aged court lady came from the outside:

"Your Majesty, Lord Wei, the Mingde Palace has arrived, and His Majesty is waiting."

"Xu Sheng, get up and help me out of the car."

Mr. Wei Guogong Mr. Xu then got up and gently stepped forward to support the old lady, but at the moment when the curtain was lifted, the old lady's inaudible voice reached Xu Sheng's ears:

"Bengong is dying, and I don't want to take care of things anymore, but the mastermind behind this matter, even if it is dead, you have to get rid of it for Yu'er.

"It's just a pity for Qing girl, she can no longer enter the palace."

Chapter 0647 Never absent

Outside the Mingde Hall, the blue wave whale tail carriage slowly stopped in the howling cold wind, and beside the carriage, Zhao Yu, who was wearing an imperial robe and a crown of heaven, was carrying a phoenix robe, which set off the unparalleled glamorous rouge , wait quietly.

The young emperor who had arrived for a while did not enter the arena ahead of time, but waited for the old lady, and then Wei Guogong Xu Sheng, whose face was back to normal, helped the old lady out of the carriage. Zhao Yuhe Yanzhi stepped forward and said lightly:

"For this private banquet, my grandson hopes that grandma will take care of her body, so don't force her."

"Don't worry, Yu'er, I know."

The old queen reached out her hand and patted the back of Zhao Yu's hand. Afterwards, the hosts of the banquet arrived, surrounded by everyone, and formally stepped into the Mingde Hall.

"Your Majesty is coming, everyone be quiet!"

In the Mingde Hall, the old eunuch's shout resounded through the audience, and the next breath, the hall where the exchange of joy and joy was originally held was instantly quiet, and everyone immediately returned to their desks, put down the wine glasses in their hands, sat upright, with solemn expressions, At the same time, the sound of rites and music in the hall also stopped playing, and needles could be heard in the hall.

Afterwards, Zhao Yu's tall and straight body appeared in everyone's line of sight, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was not angry and majestic. The flower of the avenue between his brows and the raging blood flames were burning, and at the same time he followed his steps forward, secretly The phoenix on the golden imperial robe fluttered its wings and soared, and it was about to fly into the nine heavens, soaring upwards.

Zhao Yu, whose name is Fuyao, is called Fuyao Great Emperor!

In the next moment, all the people in the hall knelt down together and respectfully bowed to the king and ministers. They were sincerely convinced, and the sound of mountains and tsunami continued to surround the hall:

"Congratulations to Emperor Fuyao, long live your majesty."

Zhao Yu supported the old lady and came to the front of the Mingde Hall, there was a high platform, and there were three desks on the high platform, which belonged to the Lord of the Great Xia, Zhao, but there were few people. shock.

The young emperor sat down in the middle, and the old queen and the empress Rouge sat on both sides. Then Zhao Yu raised his eyes and glanced down. He saw that the huge hall was full of squatting people. The backbone of Daxia, so he smiled and said loudly:

"Du Ping, today I set up a private banquet, there is no need to be cautious, and there are not so many rules, so I invite you to have a light meal, thank you for your contribution to Daxia this year."

After Gun Gun Di Yin fell, everyone bowed forward again, got up and shouted:

"Thank you, Your Majesty Long En, we are so grateful!"

"Sit down, have fun, and eat!"

The old eunuch standing on the edge of the high platform continued to shout, and the sound of ceremonies and music composed of bells, drums, zithers and zithers sounded again in the hall, and a row of court ladies who had been waiting with food for a long time entered the arena and placed the food for the banquet in turn. in front of every attendee.

This also means that the banquet has completely begun!

After the banquet started, perhaps because the emperor was at the top, everyone was a little cautious, waiting for Zhao Yu to lift up his chopsticks to pick up the first dish, and everyone started to move their chopsticks. After chewing a piece of emerald green vegetables carefully, with a smile on his face, he turned his head to Wang Jing beside him, and said softly:

"Jing'er, I never dreamed of it in my life. Your father and I have also had a state banquet. When I think of you, a bastard who was originally a worry, and now have such achievements, my father wants to cry!"

"Father, Your Majesty is right ahead, don't cry, or tomorrow everyone in Daxia will know that Wang Jing is not filial."