Great Wei scholar

Xu Qingxiao was still very polite.

Even the barbarians from South Africa had people coming.

"The barbarians of Nanzhou, Zhanlong, met Xu Sheng."

"Xu Sheng, although I am a barbarian, I am different from the northern barbarians. Our tribe loves peace and does not like to fight. Moreover, the northern barbarians just look like us and call themselves barbarians. We, the southern barbarians, don't like them."

"However, if Xu Shengxin has a grudge, just treat it as me bothering you."

The young patriarch of the Nanman clan came over, and he told Xu Qingxiao directly about the difference between the Northern Man and the Southern Man, and drew a clear line of demarcation.

Xu Qingxiao still knows about the Northern Man and the Southern Man. The Nanman is in Nanzhou, protecting all the tribes. It is rumored that the Southern Man is naturally powerful because of the help of the Wu Clan.

The northern man claimed to be a barbarian, but his origin was unknown, and the southern man looked down on the northern man extremely, and the two had completely different personalities.

The southern barbarians fought to protect the tribe, while the northern barbarians were bloodthirsty by nature and ruined the reputation of the barbarians, so the southern barbarians hated the northern barbarians very much.

He was telling the truth.

Xu Qingxiao also got up immediately and said.

"Everyone in the world knows that Nanman people are righteous. Xu has heard about it a long time ago. Brother Zhanlong, please sit down."

Xu Qingxiao got up to salute, and Zhan Long was also a little surprised, after all, he was worried that Xu Qingxiao would feel bad for him because of the Beiman incident.

But what I didn't expect was that Xu Qingxiao's ability to distinguish right from wrong won the favor of Zhan Long and many people.

Soon, more and more people came over, and they took the initiative to flirt with Xu Qingxiao.

This is normal, after all, Xu Qingxiao's status can be said to be much higher than that of his peers present.

The prince of the Great Wei Dynasty is hereditary.

The Minister of State Superintendent of the Great Wei Dynasty, under one person, above ten thousand people.

The semi-saint of the Wei Dynasty, 20-year-old semi-saint.

The third rank of the Great Wei Dynasty, a 20-year-old martial saint.

The master is a first-rank martial artist in the Great Wei Dynasty.

These auras, if you take out any one of them for others, it will be extremely dazzling.

All together, how can it not be shocking?And how not to make people take the initiative to come and make friends?

Around Xu Qingxiao gathered a lot of powerful men from all over the world, and they had an innate liking for Xu Qingxiao.

Young people are very impulsive in their actions, Xu Qingxiao's actions may be a little extreme and impulsive in the eyes of the elders.

But in their eyes, this is Tianjiao, this is the hero of their dreams.

If you are not frivolous when you are young, how can you talk when you are old?

A large number of heroes gathered around Xu Qingxiao, which aroused the displeasure of scholars in Wen Palace.

"Xu Sheng, your seat is here. This is someone else's seat. I hope Xu Sheng will abide by the rules."

"This is the word of a saint."

Someone opened his mouth and couldn't help but say this.

The position they arranged for Xu Qingxiao was to isolate Xu Qingxiao, but what they didn't expect was that with so many people gathered, how many people did Xu Qingxiao make friends with at once?

Regardless of whether these people are really willing to make friends with Xu Qingxiao, or just want to get acquainted, this is not a good thing for Wen Gong.

But as soon as these words were said, before Xu Qingxiao could open his mouth, these friends who had just met couldn't help but speak out.

"It's none of your business? I, brother Xu, can sit wherever I want? Why do you have so much business in Wen Palace?"

Zhan Long's voice was the first to sound out. He is a barbarian, and he is righteous, especially to his friends. Even though he just met Xu Qingxiao, Zhan Long has a good impression of Xu Qingxiao.

It would be hypocritical to say that the relationship is particularly good, but at least they are considered friends, so naturally Zhan Long couldn't help but speak.

"There are still divisions of seats? Brother Xu wants to sit here, so he will sit here? Is your Wen Palace just looking for trouble?"

"And what are you? You are not even a great Confucian, what right do you have to shout? Here is a dignified semi-sage, and you still have the right to control the semi-sacred? Do you want to die?"

Wang Fei also followed suit. He is from Dongzhou and has a hot temper, so he said so.

"Let's talk about what we're waiting for, and you're going to do what you're supposed to do, and don't offend each other. What are you doing here? If you're uncomfortable, speak up now, and we'll get up and leave."

Chen Yu also spoke, his tone full of displeasure.

"Noisy."

"Go away if you have nothing to do, make a lot of noise here, which is annoying."

"If you keep arguing, I'll leave later. We'll see if you still have the face to continue holding this founding ceremony."

"No wonder Brother Xu slaughtered you scholars. It was a good job."

Dozens of people spoke one after another, and everyone finally came to get acquainted with Xu Qingxiao. No matter what happened today, anyway, if there is a chance to go to the Great Wei Dynasty in the future, having this relationship will be of some use.

But I didn't expect the people from Wen Palace to come and reprimand him, Rory was talking too much and wanted to take care of them.

How does this not make them angry?

This kind of behavior changed the expressions of the scholars in Wen Palace. They just reminded them, but they did not expect to provoke public anger.

"Everyone, calm down, I didn't think carefully about this matter, so I apologize to you soon."

A great Confucian came forward and quickly asked his own people to apologize.

This group of people are all idiots, and none of them have any brains. Who can stop this group of people from gathering together?Definitely an apology.

"It's me who was reckless, and I hope you don't get angry."

All of a sudden, this group of scholars spoke one after another, their faces turned pale, and at the same time they were ashamed.

Everyone ignored these scholars. In their eyes, these people were like ants.

To waste this tongue, it is better to have a good chat with Xu Qingxiao.

And as time passed bit by bit.

More and more people appeared, and there were 40 to [-] people gathered around, all of whom were descendants of powerful forces from all sides.

Everyone chatted all the time, there was a lot of laughter, and they talked about various things, including martial arts experience, anecdotes from the world, and some half-truths and half-false mysteries.

All in all, there was laughter and laughter here, and more and more people were attracted here, wanting to get acquainted with Xu Qingxiao.

Xu Qingxiao knew in her heart that most of the people just wanted to come here to get acquainted.

But it doesn't matter, Xu Qingxiao used her social skills to make everyone feel like a spring breeze in a few words.

These people are all descendants of great powers, even if they want to come over and get acquainted, when they need help in the future, their relationship will get closer and closer.

Xu Qingxiao knew this.

This can also be regarded as helping Wei expand his circle of allies.

But there are a few people who are particularly good, Lu Ziying, Chen Yu, Wang Fei, Zhan Long, and Xu Changbai from Beizhou Jiuji Xiangong, who came later.

These few people were exceptionally good. Xu Qingxiao had already become a semi-saint. He could feel that these people really wanted to get acquainted with him and dared to offend Wen Gong for himself. This alone was something that many people could not do.

clang clang clang.

As the bell rang, night had fallen, and the Wen Palace arranged a song and dance performance, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

This is another small trick of the Wen Palace. They have worked so hard to invite all forces in the world to gather, so naturally they don't want to see Xu Qingxiao take this opportunity to get acquainted with everyone.

So arrange cabaret performances in advance to make everyone a little quieter.

It's a pity that in the face of such methods, these people didn't care at all, and continued to drink and talk freely.

The more you talk, the more spirited you become. Xu Qingxiao will make full use of her social skills, talk less and listen more, listen to the same level, praise a few words, and then say a few words pertinently by herself to clarify her position.

They are also in their twenties, and there are even a few who are four or five years older than Xu Qingxiao, but in terms of social skills, they are all inferior to Xu Qingxiao.

All of a sudden, everyone had a feeling of acquaintance and hatred for Xu Qingxiao, and their favor towards Xu Qingxiao increased steadily.

In the end, it was still a quarter of an hour before midnight.

The bell rang again.

"Everyone be quiet."

"The Haoran Dynasty, the founding ceremony is about to begin."

"Please keep quiet, return to your seats, and wait for the grand ceremony to begin."

Finally, in the palace of literature, there was an incomparably magnificent voice, which was the voice of a semi-sage.

Announcing the founding ceremony is about to begin.

All of a sudden, everyone became serious, and many people were full of expectations.

Everyone knows that today's founding ceremony, with Xu Qingxiao present, is definitely not that simple.

"Brother Xu, seeing you today, it's really late. I really want to talk to Brother Xu for a while. I don't know if Brother Xu will stay here after the founding ceremony, or go back?"

Chen Yu said, seeing him today, his affection for Xu Qingxiao doubled, and he wanted to have a long talk with Xu Qingxiao, but unfortunately time did not allow it.

When Chen Yu spoke like this, everyone nodded, wanting to have a good chat for a few days.

"After the grand ceremony, Xu will go back."

"In this way, if you don't dislike it, I will take a dragon boat with Xu to the Great Wei Dynasty, and Xu will host a banquet to entertain you."

When Xu Qingxiao opened his mouth, he also wanted to have a good chat with everyone and expand his knowledge.

As soon as these words were said, everyone's eyes showed joy, and they nodded in agreement.

"Okay, that's fine."

"Okay, if Brother Xu doesn't mind, I'll follow."

"Then let me tell my family."

"Indeed, I haven't been to the Great Wei Dynasty yet, so I just happened to see it."

"That's pretty good, brother Xu. In this case, I'll call some other disciples from the immortal sect by the way, and we'll have a good chat then."

When everyone opened their mouths, Lu Ziying even planned to call out the other immortal disciples.

"Okay, see you after the ceremony."

Xu Qingxiao nodded, and everyone returned to their seats.

As for Xu Qingxiao, she also got up and returned to her seat.

That's it.

Time passed little by little.

Time passed.

In an instant, bursts of bells rang.

The sound of the bell was not harsh, on the contrary, it seemed extremely grand, deafening, and solemn.

Soon, beams of light bloomed in Wen Palace.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting sutras, the awe-inspiring righteousness condenses on the sky, evolving various visions, highlighting the style of Wengong.

"The Haoran Dynasty, the founding ceremony, start."

The semi-holy voice sounded again.

In an instant, the sound of playing music sounded.

I saw a figure slowly appearing in the palace of literature, this is a great scholar of heaven and earth, he walked out of the palace of literature holding a golden imperial edict in his hand.

Go all the way to the altar, perform three knocks and nine worships, and then unfold the edict.

Tell the world.

Zhaowen read out that it was quite satisfactory, and the next step was the prayer.

Zhaowen is to announce to the world that I have established a country.

The prayer is to pray to the sky, tell yourself why you want to build a country, what is the purpose of building a country, and hope that God will sense it, so as to bless the country, unite the country's destiny, and pray for the country's good weather.

At this moment, in the palace of literature, a great scholar of heaven and earth walked out slowly. He held a prayer and bowed to God.

Then it unfolded slowly, with a loud voice.

"start."