The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

Getting closer and closer to the entrance, darkness enveloped it.

Everyone's faces became blurred, only the gold and red tokens pinned to the waist were shining.It was as if everyone had walked into the throat of a ferocious beast side by side. After the long and narrow aisle, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Xi Qingyin frowned cautiously.

He could feel countless people walking around in front of him and behind him, but no one made a sound.Everyone was walking indiscriminately with black eyes, and they didn't dare to ask people casually, and they couldn't find their way.

This created an embarrassing situation. After walking for a few minutes, no one knew whether the people around them were friends or foes.He can only instinctively distinguish the camp by the color of the token on his waist.

Along the way, Xi Qingyin was staring at Yu Woxin's token so hard that her eyes were blurred, but at least she didn't lose track of it.

However this did nothing.

When I saw the light in a trance, there was a huge commotion ten meters ahead, and the sound should be that someone was running for help.

The cry for help was getting closer and closer.

The people around seemed to be afraid of being implicated, so they changed directions anxiously, sticking to the edge of the wall, for fear of being "laid on" by the voice calling for help.

As soon as the crowd rose up, Xi Qingyin followed without any surprise.

From time to time, my shoulder was bumped by someone, and my toe was so painful that I didn't know who stepped on it hard.Now he only feels that there are countless scourges around him, silently clamoring.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from nowhere, grabbed Xi Qingyin's shoulder fiercely, and pulled him out of the predicament.

The warnings of Yu Mujin sounded in his mind.

Xi Qingyin's lips twitched, and just as the word 'roll' was about to burst out of his mouth, a word from the person in front of him stopped him immediately.

"Painter Xi? Why are you here?!"

The man's tone was anxious, and he was suppressing his panic and maintaining his composure.

Xi Qingyin raised her eyes, sizing up the visitor with the faint light.

So far, Yu Mujin had told him to beware of problems, and this person stepped on every one of them.

If someone talks to you when you get out of the team, you are recognized, and you are approached by a golden robe... Logically speaking, you should stay away immediately.

But the strange thing is that this person has a feeling that he is very familiar with. Xi Qingyin thought about the old friend in the past, but he failed to guess the identity of the other party.

After five seconds, he gave up decisively.

Why is it so dark in the room!He, a civet clan, can't see anything. Is it true that a human race won't have a stampede accident while walking? ? ? !

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the man carefully grabbed the corner of his clothes, as if he was afraid of being scattered by the crowd again. After hesitating for a while, he tentatively put his arms around Xi Qingyin's shoulders.

As if reacting to something, someone turned off the voice changer: "It's not convenient to speak here, I'll take you in first."

As soon as the words fell, Xi Qingyin was terrified for a moment.

This is Rong Yunjing's voice!

He suddenly had the same doubts.

How did Rong Yunjing appear here? Didn't it mean that this matter should be kept absolutely secret?

But now that everyone has entered the arena... what else is there to hide?

**

Walking to the bright place, the hand on the shoulder suddenly loosened like an electric shock, as if he couldn't bear to touch his fingers.

Xi Qingyin was about to inquire, when suddenly there was a cry for help that he had heard before, and his attention was immediately diverted.

About a few meters away, several middle-aged men with long arms were beating up a shorter man.

They picked up the collar of the short man, as if they wanted to take off the golden robe from his body.The latter clenched his collar tightly, swearing to die, and kept cursing.

"One by one bowed to me in the family. Why, now that you are wearing the red dress, do you feel that you are a great messenger of justice?"

The red-robed man glared at him, sneered and cursed back: "What's the air, your main department will be finished after tomorrow!"

The two groups scolded non-stop, and those who came and went consciously avoided it.

Xi Qingyin realized in an instant that this was probably the conflict between the red and gold factions that Yu Mujin once said.To be more precise, it can be extended to the dispute between the main line and the collateral line.

During the time of hesitation, the golden-clothed man fought all the heroes with all his strength and won, pulling the red-robed man's hatred to death.However, there is no reward for talking about victory, but countless fists are ushered in like raindrops.

His mind was spinning extremely fast, and he stretched out his hand in the direction of Xi Qingyin in pain, and shouted: "Compatriots! Help me!"

The group of people in red turned their heads and looked at Xi Qingyin.

After a pause for a few seconds, they all looked at Rong Yunjing who felt even more oppressive.

Someone said fiercely: "Don't mind your own business."

The half-dead man in the golden robe continued his efforts: "Compatriots, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Xi Qingyin were not present. Our golden robe is now in a dangerous situation. We must unite as one. This is not a trivial matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked again.

"The crown prince and Xi Qingyin did not attend. Without these two people, your main department is already cold. You might as well change into the red robe as soon as possible, maybe our red robe can spare your life!"

"..."

Xi Qingyin and Rong Yunjing looked at each other, and both saw extremely complicated emotions in each other's eyes.

It's a shame they... all attended.

the other side.

The gold robes had been beaten to death, the red robes finally stopped, looked at each other, and suddenly came towards Rong Yunjing together.

Even at this time, Jinpao did not forget to protect his compatriots, shouting: "They are going to bully the weak again, run away!"

The red robe laughed wantonly: "That's right, we use the strong to bully the weak. Not only do we need to use the strong to bully the weak, but we also need to use the more to bully the less hahahaha..."

Although the arrogance in the words sounded very uncomfortable, Xi Qingyin's face darkened for a moment.

He can draw, but he really can't fight.Not only is the more bullying the less, it can be said that Rong Yunjing single-handedly singled out several people on the opposite side.

During the stalemate, a doubtful voice came from the side: "Use more to bully the less?"

After finishing speaking, Rong Yunjing looked towards the dark place.

Yu Huaxin led a group of eloquent people out of the encirclement, and ran towards this side anxiously.The gold robes shone brighter than the other, and they were also reflective. They looked huge and powerful, and their number was several times that of the red robes.

Running closer, Yu Woxin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at the red-robed men who were still showing off their might just now.After a pause, he squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "The meeting hasn't started yet, you can warm up first."

The followers behind him were all gearing up, excited to the extreme, looking like they wanted to swallow the person opposite them into their stomachs.

The faces of the red-robed man turned pale, and he waved his hands with a wink: "We're not talking about him. It's the man next to him."

Seeing that Xi Qingyin was thin and there was no one around him, the red-robed man glanced at each other, and pretended to be more confident and said generously: "Don't mind your own business, we only want to trouble him alone."

Xi Qingyin raised her eyebrows, and there was a hint of amusement in the corner of her eyes.

Before he could speak in the future, Yu Mujin finally broke out of the encirclement, and brought more people forward with great eloquence, spreading behind Xi Qingyin.

He is much more reserved than Yu Woxin, he nodded at Xi Qingyin with a smile and said, "Someone wants to trouble you?"

The man in the red robe: "No!!!"

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry, and when he fled, he was still cursing, and he could vaguely hear the words 'Royal Painter' and so on.

Just when he was confused, the gold-cloaked man who had been beaten on the ground stood up weakly, limped to Yu Mujin, and gently lifted a corner of his hood, still leaking air while speaking.

"Don't look into the past, thank you today."

Seeing his face, there was a commotion in the Yu family, but soon all fell silent.

This young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face was exactly Tao Xiaoxiao who had been left alone.He looked at Xi Qingyin and Rong Yunjing complainingly, as if he was complaining why they didn't save their 'compatriots'.

Xi Qingyin avoided his sight, trying to reduce the sense of existence.

Here, Yu Mujin also seemed to be taken aback for a moment.

He reacted quickly, patted Tao Xiaoxiao on the shoulder and said, "Wearing a golden robe, we are in the same position now."

Tao Xiaoxiao said sincerely: "I will repay this favor."

Yu Mujin immediately said: "There is no need to repay, just don't block the trade flow of the Yu family in the future."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then laughed out loud.

The decades-long grievances between the Yu family and the Tao family, in the face of a huge and invincible common enemy, seemed to collapse overnight, directly turning into a passing cloud.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Tao Xiaoxiao was about to leave when he suddenly turned to look at Xi Qingyin: "Are you the Royal Painter?"

Xi Qingyin frowned fiercely.

In fact, he was not the only one who reacted like this, Rong Yunjing approached immediately, and instantly entered a state of alert.A tinge of blood appeared on Yu Mujin's pale face, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The attendants all looked at the master's eyes and moved in unison. Xi Qingyin was protected in the center like a national treasure.

Tao Xiaoxiao took a small step back subconsciously, and said in surprise, "Why are you so excited?"

Yu Mujin smiled and said, "Why do you ask this question?"

Tao Xiaoxiao: "...I just want to remind you."

He looked at Xi Qingyin and said, "Just now, those people are all collateral descendants of the Tao family. They are very poisonous. Knowing that the theme of this meeting is "Fat Sheep Policy", they only singled out the imperial painters who are alone. You guys If there is an imperial painter among them, remember to protect it carefully."

After finishing speaking, Tao Xiaoxiao turned his head without thinking.

Someone asked in a low voice, "What is the fat sheep policy?"

Yu Mujin shook her head slightly at Xi Qingyin, her eyes were also dazed, obviously she didn't know what was going on.

In fact, that group of people were also eyeing Xi Qingyin.As soon as I turned the corner, I started thinking about it.

"The thinner one may be the Royal Painter."

"The imperial painters are the imperial painters. What are you afraid of? Do you think the imperial painters can still have such a high status after the meeting? After the "Fat Sheep Policy" is officially promulgated, their imperial painters are coolies who carry shoes for our soldiers."

"Keep an eye on it, there will always be an order. If you can kill one of the royal painters on the gold medal side, you've earned it!"

**

As Yu Mujin went to change into a golden robe, Xi Qingyin hid her identity, and Rong Yunjing also hid her identity. The two had the opportunity to meet many times, but they couldn't say a word.

About an hour later, a group of people sat in the conference hall.

Zhengyang star is located in a remote place, but its architecture is not behind the prosperous galaxy at all.This conference room is brightly lit and unusually large. The entire room is made of silver and fine iron, which looks indestructible.

There are two rows of long tables in the center of the room, and each area is divided into seats, which are firmly isolated with an ion cover.People outside can't hear what people inside are saying, and people inside also don't know what people outside are talking about.

The conference room was silent.

The moment she entered the door, Xi Qingyin felt several eyes focus on her.

Looking at the past along the line of sight, it is the red-robed disciple of the Tao family who was provocative before.Seeing Xi Qingyin looking over, they smiled and made a gesture of wiping their necks, which was full of threats.

They could see their mouths moving all the time, as if they were saying something ironically, but those obscene words were blocked by the ion mask and were not conveyed.

Ordinary people will only feel more angry if they encounter this situation.There is always an illusion of being talked about behind your back.

Xi Qingyin paused, and looked away indifferently.

Follow Yu Mujin to the gold medal area, there is a large space here, which seems to be reserved for the Yu family.

Just when he was about to sit down, Yu Mujin reached out to stop him, pointing to the position on the left side of the long table.

There was only a lone ion shield, covering a seat that looked like the chassis was a lot higher than the others.

Xi Qingyin turned her head and expressed doubts with her eyes.

Yu Mujin said: "Your seat is not here, but there."

Based on her trust in Yu Mujin, Xi Qingyin nodded.But the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

There was not a single sound in the entire conference room, but it was weird, he just felt that everyone was looking at him.

Especially when walking to a place less than one meter away from the seat, Xi Qingyin was sure that many people stood up abruptly, their eyes full of hatred or admiration.

Guests at the table - he saw those people saying so.

The word was also heard once at the entrance.At that time, the dealer was full of arrogance, but when he heard these three words, he suddenly became respectful as if he had seen something terrifying, and he almost knelt down and kowtowed twice.

What does this seat... represent?

Xi Qingyin was full of doubts, kept a calm face, and stopped in front of the position.Accompanied by a series of surprised and uncertain gazes, he sat down slowly, keeping his back straight.

There was obviously no sound, but Xi Qingyin suddenly saw many people gasping for air.

The Tao family's red-robed man, who had been all kinds of arrogant just now, held his breath for a moment, and crawled behind others with regret.

This made Xi Qingyin even more puzzled.

There were two things placed in front of the guest seats on both sides of the long table. Xi Qingyin reached out and picked them up, looking at them casually.

One is a pamphlet called "The Fat Sheep Policy."The other, is a note.

His eyes were first attracted by the booklet, and he wanted to read the booklet leisurely, but after casually glancing at the note, Xi Qingyin's pupils gradually dilated, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

After a long time, he sighed, silently looking at Yu Mujin who showed guilt.

The latter made a mouth shape: "Come on!"

Xi Qingyin: "..."

He glanced at the note again suffocatingly.

The above is succinct:

[Welcome, guest of the crown.Gold is your representative color. In the next meeting, please be sure to occupy a dominant position in the debate and lead the gold medalists to victory. 】

[The topic of this debate: Should the "Fat Sheep Policy" be implemented or not.As the honored guest of Crown Gold Medal, you will get the privilege of 'unveiling your face' once.If someone in the middle of a debate makes you uncomfortable, don't hesitate to use this privilege to have them take off their hoods and reveal their faces. 】

Xi Qingyin's mind turned quickly, and he immediately understood the meaning of privilege and the reason why the red-robed people were afraid.

Some people don't seem to be afraid of anything, but in fact they just wear a cover to cover their ears and steal the bell.If this fig leaf is removed, they are like rats in the gutter, becoming cowardly and timid, unable to dance at all.

Thinking of this, Xi Qingyin slowly raised her eyes and looked at the people in red clothes on the opposite side.

Wherever they looked, no one dared to look at him.

It wasn't until Xi Qingyin picked up "Fat Sheep Policy" to watch that the red robes breathed a sigh of relief.

They unconsciously pulled their hoods tighter, whispering uncontrollably, guessing the identity of the gold medal guest.

And the protagonist they talked about had already had a stormy sea in his heart. If it weren't for a mask blocking it, Xi Qingyin might not even be able to manage the most basic expressions.

The central implication of "Fat Sheep Policy" is to oppose the current situation where imperial painters are regarded as venerables.

Xinzheng believes that it is precisely because the public regards the royal painter as a master that the world of today's extremely rare paintings has been developed.The best way now is to gather all the royal painters in one place, systematically arrange tasks to produce paintings, and provide more powerful and effective assistance to the imperial soldiers.

In other words, it is to support the imperial painter.

Just like sheep produce wool and cows produce milk, if imperial painters are locked up, they can continue to produce paintings like livestock.

"..."

Xi Qingyin closed the booklet and gently placed it on the long table, but her face suddenly sank.