Creation Color Master

It was already midsummer in the imperial capital, and eunuchs and maids were carefully cleaning the streets.

Tang Tiansheng was sitting alone in the Hall of Supreme Harmony with a gloomy face, because the case of the murder of the envoy some time ago was finally solved.

It turned out that it was his good brother Tang Tianshi who was behind the scenes.

He sent his men to impersonate people from the Ancient Barbarian Dynasty and assassinate all the envoys he had sent out. He also sent spies to pass the news to the Barbarian Emperor, saying that the killing of the envoys was a play directed and acted by the Emperor himself in order to launch a war against the Ancient Barbarians.

The shaman on the battlefield and the blood-sucking demon formation he arranged were all created by his own cousin.

Everything was planned by him, which led to a shocking war. Although he was almost fooled, fortunately, the scales of luck tipped to his side. If the ancient barbarians broke through the pass, Haozhou would become a slaughterhouse for the ancient barbarians, the territory would be lost, and he would bear the infamy for the rest of his life.

King Anyang Tang Tianshi is one of the three vassal kings of the Xiayang Dynasty. His fiefdom is located in Mingzhou in the north. He has long resisted the Mongol Yuan Dynasty. His 500,000 Anyang cavalry are invincible and are known as the "No. 1 Cavalry in Xiayang". His cousin King Anyang is even known as the "Barrier in the North of Xiayang".

It seems that since his good cousin was crowned king and won a few battles, his ambition has begun to swell. Does he really think that he doesn't know about the little tricks behind his back?

Looking at the information collected by the secret guards on the table, all the information about Anyang King Tang Tianshi's recruitment of talents was written clearly on it.

In the empty hall, Tang Tiansheng murmured, "My good cousin, I hope you can be a vassal king. If you really have thoughts that you shouldn't have, don't blame me for being cruel."

Even Tang Tiansheng himself had to admit that his cousin was really a good person, but it would be rude not to reciprocate, so he had to "take care" of his cousin at least.

"Ghost Shadow, go and arrange to deliver this thing to the hands of the Mongol Emperor. Make sure to deliver it to the Mongol Emperor." As he said this, he handed a drawing to Ghost Shadow.

The ghost figure appeared, carefully put away the blueprint, and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry. He will appear in the eyes of the Mongol Emperor in three days."

Tang Tiansheng spoke again: "Xuan Ye, take the tiger talisman and inform General Zhenbei to mobilize 500,000 Zhanwu Guards to secretly go to Mozhou. If Mingzhou is lost, they must quickly take Mingzhou back for me."

"At the same time, inform the governor of Mozhou and tell him that General Zhenbei is going to the desert to train soldiers. Ask him to cooperate secretly. This operation must not be publicized. If anyone is blind, kill him."

Xuan Ye's figure also appeared at the bottom of the stairs, and he carefully put away the tiger talisman in front of him.

The two left one after the other, but the next second, the ghost was called back by Tang Tiansheng again.

The ghost returned respectfully, only to hear Tang Tiansheng's voice saying, "Ghost, the boss of Haozhou Theater has been acting as the secret guard censor for a few days, right? Is there any news?"

The ghost quickly said: "Your Majesty, news has just come from the other side, and I wanted to report this matter." Then he put a note on the table.

Looking at the detailed records on the paper, Tang Tiansheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "This little guy has learned a few skills from the great scholar. Well, you go and do your own thing. I'll sit here alone."

Tang Tiansheng sighed in his heart. Now that the three kings are becoming more powerful and their ambitions are gradually expanding, if he wants to create a prosperous era, he must solve the problems at hand. Since King Anyang has taken the lead, he will start with you.

In the backyard of the theater, Chu Mo sat in the Tingyu Pavilion, holding the storage bag he got from Zhou Yan.

Looking at those extremely bloody and evil spiritual objects, Chu Mo suddenly felt his heart churning. He attracted hundreds of ghosts and became their food.

There is also a silver note worth 2,600 taels.

No wonder Zhou Yan didn't bid at the auction, it turned out that the price had reached the limit.

In the yard, the cat bought from the black market was hiding among the flowers and plants and shivering. It turned out that the golden-winged eagle standing on the Tingyu Pavilion was causing trouble.

As a result, the poor golden-winged eagle was scolded by Chu Mo.

Chen Gong, Zhang Jue and Yao Guangxiao formed a circle beside the pond and chatted excitedly.

Chu Mo walked over and saw that Chen Gong was holding a brush and writing in the air. The ink was surging at the tip of the brush, and he was writing one ink word after another.

The originally listless ink-colored little snake suddenly became energetic and actually devoured the ink words written by Chen Gong.

Seeing this magical scene, Chu Mo suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Chen Gong, could this little snake be the legendary Mo Jiao, the sacred beast of Confucianism and Taoism?"

When Chen Gong heard Chu Mo coming, he quickly stood up and said, "Yes, my lord. I didn't expect that such a holy object would appear in the black market of a small town. It seems that the legend is true."

Zhang Jue said: "This ink dragon was born from the Confucian luck. It is naturally close to Confucianism and can help Confucian monks practice calligraphy. Since we have encountered it, it is fate. Now that the theater has enough spiritual energy, we can keep it in the pond."

Yao Guangxiao said: "Haha, this will trouble Gongtai. This little guy feeds on the energy of writing and ink. Now Gongtai is the only one born in Confucianism, you must take good care of him."

Chen Gong smiled and said, "Even if Master Daoyan didn't say anything, I would have taken good care of you. It's a pity that I don't pay much attention to the practice of calligraphy, so I'm afraid I may not be able to take good care of you."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Don't think like that, Gongtai. You saw through his background at a glance in the black market, which means you have a connection with him. Now that you have brought him back, just take good care of him."

Zhang Jiao nudged Yao Guangxiao and said, "I say Daoyan, you are being a little unkind. Although you are from a Buddhist family, your calligraphy is also quite good. Why can't you help Gongtai?"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "Amitabha, Brother Zhang Jiao actually teased me, but I didn't say I wouldn't help Gongtai."

Upon hearing this, the four of them burst into laughter.

After eating, the black dragon swam around leisurely, scaring the Qingtian carp in the pond so that they ran around in panic.

Today, this small world in the backyard of the theater has a unique charm.

Chen Gong seemed to have thought of something, and said to Chu Mo: "My Lord, the reward that the ghost brought last time was left in my hands because you were in a hurry to go to the black market. Now that you have returned, it is time to see what the reward is."

Chu Mo was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "Well, let's see how the current emperor is looking for talents and what rewards he has given."

When they opened the storage bag and saw what was inside, everyone was shocked.

Spiritual weapons: a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone

Spirit weapon: a Wandering Dragon Sword

Spiritual Weapon: A Discipline Ruler

Spirit weapon: One Fengming chapter

Spiritual weapon: A gentleman's pendant

Spiritual weapon: Qianqiu fan

Spiritual Soldier: One Hundred Crane Tower

Eight hundred rare books on Confucianism and Taoism

A set of fairy pine crane feathers

100 pieces of silver python silk cloth

Ten pieces of top-grade dragon blood wood

Tribute wine: Fifty jars of Drunk Chang'an

Golden Million

Some elixirs

Zhang Jue looked at the items that Chu Mo had sorted out and murmured, "This emperor is really generous. This kind of reward is probably almost the same as the reward he bestowed on a prince in the past."

Chu Mo was also shocked. Not to mention the value of the various spiritual weapons, just the set of civilian clothes was as luxurious as the official uniform of a first-rank official in the court.

Moreover, there were no less than fifty Dragon-Tiger Pills among the pills. He had already seen the price of these Dragon-Tiger Pills on the black market.

Yao Guangxiao on the side said: "My lord, the current emperor is really good at giving gifts without official positions, which not only preserves his image as a wise ruler, but also helps Gongtai not to have the heart to serve in the government for the time being. Now that we have accepted the gifts, we have indirectly sold a favor to the emperor, which is not easy to repay, my lord."

Chen Gong was also in deep thought, and he obviously knew the seriousness of the matter.