Duan Nuxia who has the throne [Comprehensive martial arts]

Kunlun Mountain, behind the throne in the main hall of Guangmingding, the stone slab on the ground moved slightly, stopped for a while, then moved slightly, slowly pushed up a little, and slowly moved away.

The people below, like cautious hamsters, waited quietly, did not hear any sound from above, and then jumped out of the hole.

She looked around and made sure that there was no one in the hall, so she turned around and pulled the other one in the cave, "Ah Zhao, there really is no one—"

She hadn't finished speaking the word "person" when she heard footsteps behind her.

"My subordinates welcome the new leader to the throne!"

She turned her head suddenly, her eyes were wide open, the hall that was empty just now was already full of people, Yang Zuoshi, two dharma kings, Wusanren, Wuxingqishi, Peach Valley Six Immortals, Wufeng Hierarch... Everyone bowed down and lowered their heads to salute.

The younger brother Buhui on the left raised his head beside Yang Zuoshi, and winked at her quietly, while the cousin Yin Li on the right, who was beside Grandpa, glared at her with a complicated face.

If her friend Duan Yu were here, she might have laughed out loud and said after receiving the ceremony, but she...

She would only wave her hands in fright, and back away again and again, "You made a mistake, did you make a mistake, what new leader? How could I be your new leader? Where is the leader? Where is your leader?"

"I saw your gown." Ren Yingqing strode into the hall, with a red cloak flying behind him, looking very chic, beside him in light blue was his wife Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong smiled lazily at her, "Wuji, don't refuse, everyone is willing to let you be the leader, so you just do it, it's very simple."

Zhang Wuji waved his hands again and again, "How can I do that, I—"

Before she finished speaking, Master Ren interrupted her, "You have entered the secret path that only the leader can enter in the Ming Cult, and you have learned the Great Teleportation that only the leader can learn. If you don't do it, the entire Ming Cult will have to hunt you down The ends of the earth."

What... what?

Zhang Wuji turned his head and looked at Han Zhao standing behind him. The young man smiled at her with joy on his face, "Master Zhang is a genius, and he has moved the universe to the sixth floor. Apart from Master Yang, you are the first one to practice it!" For those who are so hot, given time, they will be able to achieve perfection."

Ren Ying lightly patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder, and from an angle that Linghu Chong couldn't see, he showed her a sinister smile, his voice condensed into a line, "Stop talking nonsense, agree quickly! My sister is pregnant, I want to take her to the south Raising a baby, impatient to stay on this cold mountain! If you agree...hehe..."

Zhang Wuji was so frightened that his eyes became moist, he shook his head quickly, but she flattened her mouth, trying not to cry.

Master Ren looked at her tender and tender face with tears in his mouth, finally moved a little compassion, eased his tone, and said earnestly, "You should agree, there is a position of leader, and I will protect her anyway. Let me tell you..." He was vague for a moment, "It was hard for me to find you, a successor that everyone would like, and it doesn't matter if you don't."

Hey, how can you blame someone for wanting to take a bite of a white and fluffy steamed stuffed bun?

Zhang Wuji circled around, and the people around him were full of anticipation and joy, only feeling that the general situation was over.

She suddenly thought of the Immortal Dance on the rivers and lakes that her childhood friend Duan Yu told her.

She is being jumped by a fairy right now, but, but Duan Yu didn't say that she has fallen into the Tao, what should I do?

Zhang Wuji sniffled.

……

Sometimes, Duan Yu feels that Huamanlou's heart is like a sieve, which will sift through all the bad things, leaving only good, warm and pleasant memories.

Always bright, pure and beautiful.

There are hundreds of pots of flowers in the small building. Every morning, the flowers in the building will be carefully cared for one by one. The water falls on the petals, branches and leaves, splashing crystal water droplets. Duan Yu looks at him through the water droplets, feeling My heart also became very peaceful and soft.

Summer is here, and the sun is scorching hot outside, almost melting people. In Duan Yu's memory, there has never been such a hot summer.

Due to the existence of Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion, she finally began to receive some news, and she no longer knew anything like she used to.

This year, the area to the north of the Yellow River experienced a drought. The power from the lowest class of people fluctuated faintly, and the official struggle in the Song Dynasty was also turbulent under the calm appearance.

At the beginning of the year, among Cai Jing's party members, the Zhu brothers who were in charge of Jiangnan affairs, encountered the Emperor Daojun's bad luck when they presented the Lantern Festival ceremony, and were dismissed from office and went home to contemplate their mistakes behind closed doors. Not long after, another leader of Cai Jing's party But Fu Zongshu won the favor of the emperor again, and rose from the second rank to the position of prime minister.

In the Song Dynasty today, there are really countless promotions and demotions for this official family.

As far as Duan Yu is concerned, he is so lucky, if not for his father and brothers all died too early, the Empress Dowager Xiang in the harem lived too long, and his younger brother who was born taller than him suffered from eye diseases... all kinds of things Because of the combination of reasons, he, a guy with absurd and romantic talent, became the emperor.

And although both his brother and his father died young, they both made great achievements, leaving him with a good foundation, a fairly full treasury, and a barely stable border.

This one, although he has become an emperor, has never learned the art of being an emperor. He can only be an emperor in the way of being a prince, and he should enjoy it all. Such a person is so foolish, but the problem is that it is easy for people to sink with him .

Although the foundation is good, there are always times when it is exhausted. In recent years, Song Kingdom has obviously not been as stable as before, and chaos has fallen out.

If there are any advantages to him, it is that he did not want to be successful in literature and martial arts, and to be famous forever, but wanted to put Dali under the rule of the Song Dynasty.

The world may not be stable, but Dali has little to worry about. In the world structure, Dali can only be used as a bargaining chip, which is a weed that swings with the wind. If one day Song is wiped out, Dali will not be able to live and die with it , will only find a way out.

As for her, there were fewer things to worry about now.

Hangzhou is located in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Even though it has not rained for 20 days, various night lantern shows and poetry and literature meetings held in the red halls of various hotels are in an endless stream. The hot summer is the time to taste all kinds of refreshing drinks , people who come and go, it's just a pity that they lack a view of the summer showers like waterfalls.

The small building is not hot at all, and the flowers and plants are shady. There is a bowl of lotus planted in the stone jar, which is newly planted by Duan Yu, and the fragrance of lotus and lotus leaves permeates the air.

On the table is a large bowl that can be bought for only ten copper coins, filled with crushed ice plum soup, water droplets condense on the rim of the white porcelain bowl, take a sip, it will refresh your heart and spleen.

Next to it is the newly published "Dongpo Hou Ji" 20 volumes, Hua Yuxuan's new publication, with the fragrance of ink, was sent to the small building by Hua Yuxuan's servant three days ago.

There is also greengage in a bamboo basket.

It was Duan Yu who saw someone selling them along the street in the morning. The leaves were very fresh and the fruit was crispy, so he bought some, but he didn't expect it to be so sour. Even after salting, the irritation was still unbearable.

When Lu Xiaofeng, who was sweating profusely and covered in mud, suddenly rushed into the small building, Duan Yu was guessing the book.

Their guessing method is different from that of ordinary people. One person draws out a volume from the stacked volumes in order, and then turns the page from the front. Guess the first poem on this page, if you guess wrong, you have to eat a sour green plum.

Duan Yu guessed wrong two or three times out of ten times, his teeth were already weak from eating, but Hua Manlou hadn't lost even once.

When Lu Xiaofeng came in, Duan Yu's eyebrows were tangled together, and he was hesitating—"Isn't it, the perfect place since ancient times?"

Huamanlou is actually kinder than her, she doesn't draw the book fast, and turns the pages slower than her. These books are still read by her, Huamanlou has only heard of them, and they are more familiar than she remembers...

Hua Manlou smiled and handed over the book directly.

Duan Yu glanced, and suddenly felt that his brain was starting to turn sour, "...Zun, who is pregnant with Li Bai in front of Zun? I actually made three pages wrong..."

Looking at the green plum on the table, she is really sour.

"It's not mandatory to eat." Hua Manlou said tolerantly.

They were just playing a game, besides Yu'er was not Lu Xiaofeng.

"...um..." Duan Yu struggled with his contract spirit, it seemed that it was not good to play games without following the rules.

Then when she heard movement, she turned her head and saw Lu Xiaofeng rushing in like a mud monkey.

Although Lu Xiaofeng was a bit slovenly, it was too exaggerated.

"Duan Xiaoyu, you are here!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted.

"What kind of fresh method do you use to cool off? Mud rolling or something?" Duan Yu immediately felt relaxed, and immediately left his seat and came to the side of the stairs, showing an expression of interest.

"I was looking for you," Lu Xiaofeng said, "I was digging for earthworms, when I heard some news, I knew you must be concerned, so I put down my things and ran over."

"So you were digging for earthworms, no wonder you smell like earthworms in the mud." Hua Manlou didn't care about her avoiding punishment, put the book back on the table, and smiled slightly.

"You have to know that I am definitely not a cheater. Since I lost to Sikong Zhaixing by somersaults," Lu Xiaofeng said loudly, "It must be earthworms that have been dug for ten days, 680 of which are quite a lot, but this news is too important Yes, I must notify in time, so this is not allowed."

When he said this, his eyes kept looking out, and his voice was so loud that the next street could hear it.

Duan Yu almost wanted to applaud his sincere friendship.

"Is it a last resort," Hua Manlou said with a leisurely smile, "It depends on who wins, doesn't it, Sikong?"

A petite girl dressed in gray cloth rushed in. She was not very beautiful, but had regular and delicate features. There were a few delicate freckles near her nose, but her eyes were big and bright, as if filled with stars.

"Of course it can't be counted." Sikong Zaixing said, her voice was as sweet and crisp as rock sugar, "Lu Xiaofeng, we agreed that we will catch 680 pieces at a time, and you can't miss one. You have to start over and don't play tricks, otherwise I will Go to the street and say that Lu Xiaofeng is a scorpion, a big scorpion who plays tricks when he loses."

"I've been catching earthworms for five days, haven't you seen enough? Don't you get tired?" Lu Xiaofeng said helplessly.

"Okay, okay." Lu Xiaofeng grabbed her and rolled his eyes, "But we didn't say when to start, I haven't closed my eyes for five days and five nights, this time you have to wait until I get enough rest. .”

"It's no problem," Sikong Zhaixing said, "But in order to prevent you from running away, I have no choice but to follow you all the time, even if I go to the latrine, I have to keep an eye on it."

"What!" Lu Xiaofeng jumped up, "Even in the latrine you have to watch!"

Going to the latrine and staring at them was of course just a joke, after getting to know each other for a while, Lu Xiaofeng immediately told them the news he got.

"I heard that the Protestantism is sending out posters to each school. Please go to Guangmingding to participate in the succession ceremony where the Protestantism advocates Wuji. I remember, Duan Xiaoyu, you were asking around about Miss Zhang, right? I wanted to ask Huamanlou to inform You, I didn't expect you to be here."