Golden Age Legitimate Fei

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Yeluye had a big joke in front of what could be said to be the power of the kingdoms. He looked at the white eagle that was slammed into the cage and ran into the cage and wanted to escape. The white eagle was taken away, and Yeluye’s face was gloomy and scary. . The people present here looked at his wolf-like appearance and whispered. The people of the royal family were eager to converge on the friendship of the landlord. The messengers from other countries were not so subtle. Several people from Xiling even laughed forward. Tilting up, this makes Yelino more gloomy.

Ye Li handed Mo Xiaobao to the milkmaid around him and smiled. "You don't have to mind if you have a little accident. Prince Yelu does not change clothes as follows?"

Yelu nodded and said: "Wang Wang said that the seven brothers accidentally disturbed Wang Ye Wang Yi and asked for forgiveness. Seven brothers, go ahead." Yelu and Yeluye were in the middle of Beibei when they were not right, saying that they could not do it. The other party is also light. However, at this time, there was no intention to fight in the big Chu, and Yelu was only faintly reminded. Yeluye’s face was ugly and he smacked at Ye Liu and ink repair, and turned and changed clothes. The little episode did not affect everyone's mood, or Yelly got up and smiled: "Since the seven brothers first gave a gift, Xiao Wang, on behalf of Beibei and his father, also prepared a gift for Xiaoshizi. Wang and Wang Hao don't want to be disgusted."

Yelu’s hand waved, and the two Beibei men took a brocade and walked forward. As soon as the box opened, a golden light illuminates the entire banquet and shines the eyes of all the guests. The same thing is kept in the brocade box, but it is different from the white eagle that is only rampant. This is a golden eagle. It is the same size as the white eagle, and it is made of gold. Even the eyes of the golden eagle are inlaid with two green gems. Just look at the weights of the two Beibei men who together carry the weight to see that this is definitely not a gold or gold, but a gold sculpture that is actually made of real gold. Although there are quite a lot of gold mines in Beibei, the gift from Beibei is definitely enough.

Ink repaired and nodded and smiled: "Thank you for the gift of Prince Beibei." A wave of hands, immediately someone came forward to take the gift box and took it, and Yelu did not care about the faint smile and sat back in his seat.

Afterwards, the messengers of various countries sent their own gifts, and the generals of the royal palace did not dare to lag behind their first gift of a small child. There wasn't much thought in it, that is, Zhennan Wang sent four Xilin beauty ink repairs and did not tie his eyes and accepted them all. The people present at the scene looked at the face of Ding Wang and Ding Wang’s face, which was a little weird. Yeli took a sip of the wine glass and whispered: "Wang Ye Yanfu is not shallow." Mo Xiu snorted and smiled: "Be able to marry Ali as a wife, the king is naturally not too shallow." Ye Li slightly raised his eyebrows. "The ten Xiling beauty, what is Wang Ye going to do?" Ink did not care about it: "Tonight, I have been so many rites that we can’t help but return. Yeluye Yelu and Ye Jing Li Anxi...Anxi Princess is free, and one can not finish it. Can they still refuse the return of the king?" Even if they don't want them, they can only deal with it privately. It is absolutely impossible to sweep the face of the public.

Wen Yan, Ye Li could not help but pull the corner of his lips, "Clear and Feng San said yes, Wang Ye is really getting more and more tricks." That gambling for the son to run a full moon feast will be considered, even the return must be from A gift from someone else. Ink repaired and laughed: "A glass can not blame me for the trick. Who wants us to have so many people to eat and drink?" Well... In the other two days, I saw a set of jewelry coming from the Western Region. It is very beautiful. It is very suitable for Ali. It took me 60,000."

"Oh? Send me?" Hearing the price of 60,000 yuan, Ye Li slightly frowned, but 60,000 silver is not 60,000 yuan. However, I still feel a little happy when I heard that Ms. Murray gave it to me. No woman did not like her husband to give her own gifts. Ink repaired his head and complained: "These people really don't understand things. What is a little kid who knows how to make a child? Is it good to have a child? A gift is also given to Ari."

Everyone in the temple was a little weird looking at the couple who were obviously very kind in the main position. Dingwang took ten people in front of so many people and decided that Wang Xi was not even a bit unhappy. It even looked more than just. How are you going to be happy? Looking at it is not like a strong smile!

Everyone didn't have time to say anything more. Suddenly there was a sharp voice coming down the city tower. "The sacred purpose!"

Everyone is a glimpse, and most people have some reactions, but this is how it is. On this big night, where did the sacred people emerge from? At this time, the gate should be closed early? Moreover, the emperor of the Great Chu was also a bit strange. He had not seen the figure in advance for the celebration of Wang Shizi. At this time, the banquet was halfway through before it came out scary. Many people turned their eyes to Mo Jingli, but they saw that Mo Jingli also had a deep lock on his face. He obviously didn’t understand what was going on.

Ye Liu and ink repairing are calm and inconvenient. The smile of ink repairing the lips is deeper and more casual. I glanced at Xu Hongyu and Xu Qingchen who sat down in the audience. Xu Hongyu nodded invisibly and Xu Qingchen smiled lightly. The scenery of the moon.

Not long after, the person who passed the purpose has already stepped onto the tower. For the first person to wear the imperial court of the court, it is the book of the rites. The few who followed him were also officials of the Ministry of Rites, and several of the former guards followed, and they were solemn and awe-inspiring. The ritual Shangshu held the sacred hand in both hands and held it up to the top of the head: "The sacred purpose! The ink repairs the sacred!" The crowd was on the spot, this is not to give Wang Shizi a celebration of the full moon, which is clearly coming to the scene.

Mo Jingli took Ye Zi and others to get up and down, although he did not have a cold on his emperor's brother, but now he is still a big Chu Li Wang, the surface of the effort still has to be done. As for other people, they are not so polite. The generals and officials of Mo Jiajun only did not hear, and the drinking and drinking should chat. The so-called holy aim is not as good as the grass in the northwest. As for the emissaries of the Xiling Beibei countries, they are even more like watching a movie. In the main position, Mo Xiuzhen obviously did not mean to get up, so that it was only the situation where only Mo Jingli and others were stunned. The dark anger in Mo Jingli’s heart could not help but linger in the heart. I have a lot of things for myself.

Obviously, the ritual book of the Ministry of Faith did not expect this to be the case. Looking at the high-lying platform on the high platform, leaning against the chair, looking down at his ink repairing, the ritual Shangshen Shen Sheng: "Ink repair !"

"Read." Ink repairs a faint road. The rites of the rites frown, just want to speak, just listen to ink repair and sit up and stare at him: "Either read the things in your hand, or take things in your hand and roll out of Fuyang City. The king tonight In a good mood, don’t wait for the dog’s life.”

"Let's relax!" The ritual Shangshu suddenly blushes and points to the ink and repairs. In the early days, the emperor was degraded to the title by the emperor, but he dared to be so arrogant. It was clear that he did not put the imperial court and the emperor in his eyes. "His Royal Highness!" The book of the Ministry of Rites is not a fool. Naturally, he knows that he has no capital and ink. To repair the confrontation, I have to look at Mo Jingli who is on the side. Mo Jingli's face was gloomy, only to feel that his face was lost by this emperor. Standing up and looking cold, I looked at the book of the Ministry of Rites, "I didn't hear it? I still don't want to be thrown out?"

The ritual Shangshu’s face was distorted a few times, and finally he finally resisted this breath. After all, the emperor sent him to convey the purpose. If he was thrown out before he read it, he would definitely not be able to return to Beijing. Taking a deep breath, the ritual Shangshu began to express the ambiguity of Ming Huang: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor 诏曰: 庶人墨修尧 boldly 妄 妄 拥 拥 拥 拥 拥 拥 拥 拥 拥 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 。 王 。 。 。 。 The conspiracy to sin against the country is sinful. Mo Xiu robbed his country's surname and became the untouchable. Yunzhou Xu's full door transcript.

The whole city was quiet, and even the hawkers of the streets not far from the city could hear the sounds of the hawkers. Everyone can't help but look at the ritual ritual book with a sacred look. What is the use of that stuff? Ink repair is what you said, why do you want to why? Even if you inked and wrote a thousand sacred decrees to break the ink into the dust, people still succumb to the princes in the northwest. Xu Jia is that you can say that you can smash it with a full copy? Do you want to take a look at a Xu family? Just look at the Xu family who sat in the front row and know how unreliable the emperor of the Great Chu.

Mo Jingqi certainly knows that this sacred purpose is useless, so today he sent people not really want to marry the Xu family, nor really want to know how to repair ink. He just wants Mo Xiu to lose face in the face of the world's heroes and powerful people.

"Haha..." There was a sudden burst of laughter in the main position. Inked in the chair and seemed to hear something very funny. The whole person laughed and fell into the chair. It’s easy to laugh, and Mo Xiuqiu sat on the shoulder of Yeli, looking down at the ruthless ritual Shangshu, who was calming down and said: “Take the country’s surname? Mo Jingqi’s idiot is not forgotten, the king’s The surname is not given by him. It is just that he did not have the same ancestor as him."

"You are arrogant! Actually dare to be so disrespectful to the emperor!" Although the ritual Shangshu is angry, his face is also a bit stunned. Dachu Liguo took filial piety as the first priority. The ancestors’ surnames, except for the great merit given to the country’s surname, cannot be changed by anyone, including the emperor. Even if you really commit a crime of smashing the nine people, you can't change the name of the prisoner at will. What's more, Mo Xiuzhen was originally named after the ink, not the surname given by the emperor. In addition, although the two have the same source, but since the opening of the Taizu, they have set up temples, and Mo Xiu and Mo Jing have the same surnames. Mo Jingqi has the right to expel many of the princes of the capital from the clan, but they can't manage the head of Mo Xiu. But how to swear, but can not tolerate ink repair, public insults, emperors are idiots.

Ink repaired a faint eyebrow, and did not see the ruthless crown of the ritual book in the eyes. It is obviously not an important role to be sent to the northwest by Mojing. Eighty percent is the ritual book that just took office?

Ink repairs do not care about him, the generals of the Mohist army below can not stand. They all screamed and screamed. The big men who came out of the military camp naturally did not have the gentlemanliness of those who were fascinated by the bachelor. They were all swearing and swearing. I was afraid that Mo Jingqi’s life would not be tonight. All night. Ink repaired leisurely to appreciate the meaning of the screaming of the soldiers. Anyway, the ceremony was completed by the full moon feast of Mo Xiaobao. The rest is the time for entertainment.

Underneath, Lei Tengfeng sat on the side of Zhennan Wang and frowned. He whispered: "Father, what do you mean by the king?" Mo Jingqi said that it is not good to go out to the face of ink repair. . If ink repairs want to stop this, those officials who pass the mission simply cannot enter. Now, looking at the repairs of ink repairs, it is not only intended to prevent looming indulgence and oil on the fire. This makes Lei Tengfeng somewhat unclear what this ink repair is trying to do.

Zhennan Wang blinked slightly, and glanced at the ink repairing in the main position with a smile in his eyes but a little bit of chill. Then I fell on the glazed body, and the glaze sat quietly on the side of the ink repairing enamel, looking at the farce in front of me, it seemed that there was no anger. Of course, Zhennan Wang knows that Yeli is not a woman without temper. In fact, she is rarely tempered, but once she is really angry, don't talk about women, most men in this world can't afford it. The Xu family under the seat seemed to be quite calm. Even the most tempered Xu Jiasanzi and Wugongzi were quietly sitting and drinking, as if they were not related to themselves.

After a sigh of relief, Zhennan Wang’s heart screamed: “I’m afraid... ink repairs and the real tears of the big Chu.” This is not good news for Xiling. Although Xiling and even Beibei Nanxun have been spared no effort to get rid of the relationship between the Great Chu royal family and Dingwangfu. But I absolutely don't want the real tear between the two. If it is said that Wangfu and Mojiajun are a sharp sword, then Chu is a rusten scabbard that has been somewhat rusty. However, it can contain the actions of the Dingfu and the Mojiajun when necessary, so that the people who are forced by the sword's edge can have a place to breathe and a chance to fight back. Just like the ink repairing of the army in the past, Pingnan, if not controlled by the imperial court, now I am afraid that even if there is no country to break the family, I am afraid that it has already existed in name only. Once the Mohist army is truly out of the control of the big Chu, it is like a sword without a sheath. When it wants to swing to a certain place, it will inevitably bring about inevitable destruction and blood, and no People can resist.

Lei Tengfeng has a glimpse of it. As a young king of Xiling Town, he can naturally understand the key. However, he did not understand why Mo Xiuzhen chose to break with Dachu at this time. Before the Mohist army struggled with the battlefield but was smashed by Mo Jingqi in the back, Mo Xiuzhen did not make it. After the fall of the glass, the ink repaired the ink. Seven thousand soldiers occupied the northwest but there was no real work. Even when Mo Jingqi decreed to deprive him of his throne, he ignored it, but today... looking at the current situation, Lei Tengfeng understands that ink repair is not intended to continue to endure. Is it because of Xu? Looking at the opposite face of the Xu family. From the white Qing Qingyun to the oldest Xu family, the five sons are all temperamental and extraordinary. However, if it is said that the ink repair is for them to formally and ink the face of the ink, it is impossible to say, after all, the Xu family has been in the northwest for many days.

Zhennan Wang sneered aloud, faintly said: "Mu Xiuzhen said that it is right, Mo Jingqi is really an idiot, he has a plan for ink repair. Ink repair and so on is his first difficulty!" Pride, being humiliated by Mo Jingqi, if it is not difficult, then it is not right.

In the midst of a loud noise, Mo Xiu’s calmly raised his hand, and the scream of the Mohist army’s sergeant was suddenly settled. Everyone looked at the ink repairs that slowly stood up from the position and the leaves that followed him. These two people stand side by side and let people suddenly feel a sense of looking up. Mo Xiu took a cold smile and looked at the ritual book that had already been angry, and then looked at it from Mo Jingli's body. Mo Jingli suddenly felt a tight heart, staring at ink repairing, and the hand behind him was quietly clenched. Ink repair, what do you want to do?

I only listened to the ink repairing road: "The king who wants to say in Mo Jingqi is quite clear. Just today everyone is here. The king also has some words to say. After you have finished listening, you will give the king a word." Go back and give it to the ink landscape."

Behind him, Zhuo Jing took a roll of bright yellow and walked up. Mo Xiu took it over and looked at it. He didn’t even go down and slammed it: "Feng San, read!"

Originally still leaping with Feng Qiping, who was drinking with Zhang Qichen, the brilliant red dress turned over in the air like a red cloud falling in the center of the main hall. The hand was holding the bright yellow dragonfly.

"Mo Jingqi is faint and indifferent, and he is loyal to the good. As an emperor, he does not think about the stability of the society. He first has to design the enemy's country. Wang Mo Xiuwen has caused the first king to die and the tens of thousands of Mohist troops have died. After that, he colluded with the enemy to make the Mojia army and The king died in the dead. The royal family of the Chu, and the Mojiajun had the vengeance of killing the father and the brother, and then there was a hatred of hatred. The Mohist army loyal to the loyalty of the great Chu Chu died, today is humiliated by this hate, the ancestors At this point, with Feihongguan as the boundary, Mojiajun and Dachu are demarcated and ruled, and the grace is broken!" Feng Zhiyao’s own thoughts on his own eyes seem to be sandwiched with internal forces. Not to mention the tranquility of the tower, the streets in the distance are instantly quiet. Feng Zhiyao’s clear and heavy voice suddenly sounded almost half of Xiangyang City.

"The big Chu royal family killed my father and brother, and insulted me to the heroic spirit. The king and the king of the big Chu have been ruined, and there is no such thing!" Finally, the voice of ink repaired resounded over the entire city of Xiangyang. On the upper floor of the city, the Mohist army officer rose to call the prince wise. On the one hand, the eyes of Mo Jingli are complicated and difficult to distinguish, and the book of the ritual of the original face is now pale and crumbling.

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