After the Destiny Child was reborn

It's just that Fu Yanning didn't look at him at all.

Presumably still angry.

More and more people came in, Liang Jingzhan couldn't get close, so he had to calm down and turned his gaze to the door.

The official Lin Taiwei and Liang Tian came in one after the other, Lin Taiwei was in front, Liang Tian was behind, and the two were still talking.

Liang Jingzhan obviously saw that Lin Xian had just seen him when he came in, and although the smile from when he was talking to Liang Tian was still on his face, the look from his dim yellow eyes suddenly became a little sharper.

Liang Tian behind him also looked over at the same time, but smiled gently when he saw him.

Liang Jingzhan also gave him a friendly smile back.

The chatting and laughing of the officials when they first entered the hall disappeared completely, and there was no one else talking in the hall for a while, and the atmosphere became heavy invisibly. The ministers only communicated with each other through their eyes, and the collision of eyes seemed to be Knife rubs against sword.

Master Changqing came, and the matter of Tianhe Emperor's re-establishment of the reserve was put on the table again, and all the officials were thinking about their own ideas.

During this banquet, Lin Xian was probably also thinking about how to get ahead.

It was almost time for the people to arrive, and not long after, the little eunuch yelled out that the saint had arrived, and the whispering in the hall fell silent.

Tianhe Emperor and Empress sat down in front of everyone's eyes.

The queen was still holding the cat in her arms, and the cat was sleeping soundly, snoring intermittently, and the sound of snoring was very clearly transmitted to the ears of every minister.

The officials turned around in their respective seats, and bowed in the direction of Tianhe Emperor.

Tianhedi talked lazily.

There was still a vacant seat on his right, next to Liang Jingzhan, and he knew who it was reserved for.

A little eunuch ran over with stomping steps outside the door, knelt in the middle and reported, "Sage, Master Changqing is waiting outside."

Tianhe Emperor cheered up: "Okay. Please come in."

The eyes of all the officials turned to the entrance of a palace filled with darkness.

Not long after, a white figure appeared from the darkness, with slow footsteps.

The person who came had bright white hair, and his face looked like he was only in his thirties. He was dressed in a white robe with a fairy air, and there was a gold medal hanging on his waist. The light of the gold medal shone on his waist when he walked.

He bowed and worshiped Heaven and Emperor: "I have worshiped a saint."

"Master Changqing, you don't need to be polite, please sit down." Tianhe Di smiled, stretched out his right hand and pointed to the seat in the lower right corner.

"Thank you sage for your seat." Master Changqing cupped his hands and took an extra look at Liang Jingzhan when he sat down.

Liang Jingzhan saw him smile at him, the seriousness on his face disappeared after he laughed, and it looked a bit like a smug smile after playing tricks on someone.

Emperor Tianhe said kindly again: "Today's reception banquet is specially set up for Master Changqing, and also to make Master Changqing more familiar with my sons, so that it will be easier to get along with each other in the future."

Everyone's eyes tightened for a moment.

One group of people only looked at Lin Taiwei, while the other group looked at Ji Zuopushe.

Lin Xian, who was watched by everyone, raised his hand and poured a glass of wine for himself, took a sip of the wine, and after drinking the wine, he let out a satisfied grin from his nose, and slid the glass in his hand onto the small table.

Others also let go of their hearts, and then turned their eyes back to Master Changqing again.

"Thanks to the saint's favor." Changqing raised his glass to the sky and the emperor cupped his hands again, "I also heard before I arrived in the capital that the eight highnesses are intelligent and sensitive, and each of them has their own merits. an honor."

Emperor Tianhe looked around at the several sons, and said without concealment: "But I hope that Master Changqing can pick one of them as an apprentice. I think Master Changqing may not understand their temperament very well, how about Let me ask them to stand up and show off their talents, so that Master Changqing can take a look first."

At this time, the cat in the queen's arms woke up, meowed, and snored softly with its eyes open, lying docilely in the queen's arms.

Tianhedi's still smiling face darkened, and he blamed the queen: "What's it called? Why did you bring it here?"

The queen snorted and laughed, and ran her fingers along the black cat's fur, ignoring the emperor's words. She only had the black cat in her arms in her eyes.

In the eyes of the courtiers below, this look seemed a little crazy.

But no one cared if the queen had gone mad again.

It didn't take long for Tianhedi's words to fall, and the drinking people in the hall also stopped their movements for a while, and the people who were whispering and exchanging eyes also put their eyes on Changqing.

Everyone in the temple was waiting for him to speak.

I also want to know how he will choose.

There were only two people who didn't look away, one was Taiwei Lin, and the other was Ji Zuopushe behind him.

Lin Taiwei touched the other wrist with one hand, seemingly not paying attention, but Liang Jingzhan still saw that the expression on his face became cautious.

Ji Zuopushe clasped his hands to his knees, his eyes were covered by drooping eyelids, he seemed to be asleep, but the tips of his ears moved a little.

Changqing raised his hand to put the toasted wine into his mouth, but laughed informally in the face of everyone's gaze: "As the saint said, I still don't know much about your highness, and it will take a while to figure it out. Only then can we make a decision.”

Hearing what he said, many people in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

Taiwei Lin put his hand touching his wrist on the table, and Ji Zuopushe lifted his drooping eyelids with great effort.

"Forget it, I'm just impatient." Emperor Tianhe went over with a haha, he clapped his hands, and then ordered to go on, "Play music and dance, dear friends, please enjoy the banquet."

Emperor Tianhe raised the wine in his hand, and Liang Jingzhan stood up with the others in return.

After drinking the wine with his head raised, he sat down with the officials again.

The banquet has just begun.

The actor was already wearing dance clothes and came up holding the pipa, plucking the strings with his slender fingers, the sound was endless, and the atmosphere in the hall became lively.

The officials under the seat discussed with each other again, and the music overwhelmed the voices, which happened to be convenient for some people to talk.

Liang Jingzhan heard the vague voices of two people from afar.

"In the past few days, the candidate for the position of the crown prince may be at a critical moment."

"The saint is obviously in a hurry." The other nodded in agreement.

The first person who spoke lowered his voice by drinking with the people around him, as if something was stuck in his throat, and the words he said were like phlegm, and he muttered: "I don't know how Master Changqing will end up. Who to choose?"

"Do you still need to ask?" An old official glanced at Taiwei Lin who was a seat away from him, and his voice became softer, "The old official thinks that with the qualifications and talents of His Highness Li Wang, he is most likely to be favored by Master Changqing. "

The people around him also responded, and cast a disdainful glance at the young man who was carelessly playing with the wine glass in his hand, "I said before that I came here for King Rong, but now it seems that's not the case."

The first person drank the wine and cleared his throat: "I see that the holy will is not clear, so I called Master Changqing."

"Third Highness, it's a pleasure to meet you." Liang Jingzhan was still listening to what they had to say, when Chang Qing, who was next to him, came over with a drink.

Liang Jingzhan filled a glass of wine and bumped into him: "I've heard about the name of Master Changqing from A Niang, and now I'm finally lucky enough to meet him."

Changqing's face was pleasantly surprised: "Your mother mentioned me in front of you?"

"Yes." Liang Jingzhan recalled that when his mother mentioned him, the most frequently used descriptor was "stingy", but of course he couldn't say it in person.

However, within a short time of drinking together, Liang Jingzhan already lied without changing his face: "Aniang said that when she was in the Xiaoyao School, Master Changqing took special care of her and taught her various mental methods. I also heard from A Niang that Master Changqing's Qimen Dunjia and Puppet Art can also be called a masterpiece."

However, the facts are completely contrary to what he said. A Niang said that she begged Senior Brother Changqing many times, and sometimes helped him complete tasks, and wanted him to teach her, but in the end Master Changqing was so stingy refused to teach.

So when A Niang heard that Master Changqing was coming to teach him, she also complained, "What's the use of asking him to come!"

The Master Changqing in front of him didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with what he said, so he nodded in agreement as it should, and even had an expression of "fortunately, my sister has a conscience".

He suddenly sighed deeply, looking straight into his eyes, as if he saw another person in his eyes: "I think I haven't seen my junior sister for a long time, she has been in the palace for more than ten years. Are you used to it?"

Liang Jingzhan could see that it was A Niang who was reflected in Master Changqing's eyes, and Master Changqing also thought of A Niang from his eyes.

Liang Jingzhan smiled with his eyes bent: "Aniang lives very comfortably in the palace."

A Niang's temperament is unrestrained, aloof from the world, and all kinds of intrigues, A Niang never cares about it, and she lives happily.

He wondered if Master Changqing had heard his words.

Liang Jingzhan looked at him as if he was lost in thought.

"Your Highness still has the shadow of Junior Sister in his eyes, and Junior Sister's eyes are as bright as yours. When she smiles, her eyes are crooked. She is very cute..." Master Changqing looked at him, but what he said seemed to be for him. I said it myself.

Before Liang Jingzhan could speak, suddenly a figure stood up from the opposite side, and said to the chief seat in a gentle voice:

"I heard that Master Changqing was coming early in the morning, so I prepared some gifts, and I don't know if it suits Master Changqing's wishes."

After finishing speaking, Liang Tian looked at the person in the chief seat again, waiting for his response.

The person on the main seat waved his hand and agreed: "Wu Lang has a heart, so he will bring it up and have a look, so that I can open my eyes too."

Liang Jingzhan also stopped talking to Chang Qing.

Only then did Chang Qing move his eyes away from his face, and sat up straight.

Liang Jingzhan saw Liang Tian whispering something to a follower behind him.

After hearing this, the attendant went out.

Not long after, Liang Jingzhan found that he was still carrying a pair of calligraphy and paintings when the followers who had gone out came in again.

The entourage stood at the table and slowly unfolded the painting.

In the painting is a fairy in fluttering white clothes, standing in the mountains and forests, with his hands behind his back and his head up, looking at the waterfall rushing forward in the distance.

Chang Qing took a few glances, but didn't say anything.

Several ministers sat up straight, but they were the first to admire.

"This painting looks far away, and it must have come from a famous artist."

Another followed his words with praise:

"That's right, and the combination of the paintings and the characters is very ingenious and not obtrusive at all. I don't know whether the paintings complement the characters or the characters complement the paintings."

"The Fifth Highness must have been preparing for a long time."

The entourage holding the painting said: "His Highness Fifth prepared this painting a few months ago. His Highness personally invited Master Pan He, who lived in seclusion in the mountains, to make the painting. It took a month. The word is His Highness Fifth." Personally."

Liang Tian smiled, with a look of indifference on his face: "It's nothing, and it's not worth mentioning. It will only be valuable if it is in the hands of someone who deserves it."

Several ministers clapped their hands and sighed: "Your Highness the Fifth Highness said that well!"

"Let me take a look too." The person in the seat also sounded interesting, he took the painting handed over by his entourage, put it on the table to admire, and touched it with his hands, as if he was touching some rare treasure, "Pan Master Crane has lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, but his painting skills are still outstanding, how many people can't dream of it, this time it opened my eyes."

As soon as Liang Tian's gift was presented, several other brothers of Liang Jingzhan were not far behind, and sent people to fetch their own things.

But after a while, the banquet turned into an exhibition.

All kinds of gold, jade and colored stones were brought up, but the ministers were overwhelmed to see them.

A minister glanced at all the treasures, and his eyes finally stayed on the scroll in Tianhedi's hand: "It seems that among all your highnesses, the fifth highness is the most ingenious."

A companion who was closer to Taiwei Lin touched his long beard and responded: "I think so too."

Liang Jingzhan was also enjoying the game, when he suddenly heard someone mention him:

"Hey, why didn't King Rong offer it?"

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