One pass runs across the unparalleled earth, and the three veins of dragons travel thousands of miles away.

Dongning Pass, the most stalemate pass between the Central Plains and Beidi wars over the past century, has the world's number one elegant gathering: Hanting elegant gathering.

However, this is the best in the world, but almost no one knows it among the people.

Hanting.

The best restaurant in Dongningguan is Bishengju, and the best private room in Bishengju is Hanting.

Because Hanting is halfway up the mountain.

"The Central Plains drought is severe, the Yellow River breaks its dam, the southern Shaanxi terrestrial is shaking... The Emperor of Daxia died, and God actually created such a big formation... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, he is worthy of being the true dragon emperor..."

A middle-aged man with a long beard and slept with a Confucian shirt smiled slightly, and his posture of swaying the feather fan was too free and easy, and he was a little frivolous.

Then, he glanced at the man in a blue shirt leaning against the window of the moon cave, carrying a silver pot and drinking.

The man in blue clothes seemed to be unknown.

"However, is this incident really because of the death of Emperor Daxia or something else?" The long bearded man locked tightly on the man in blue.

Another voice sounded muffled: "It was not because of the death of Emperor Daxia, but because the descendants of Xiqi had just given birth to the sixth prince."

In the corner, a sloppy man holding a jar of wine and gnawing roast chicken, with a linen skin and a calves wrapped around his calves. He looked down at the roast chicken in his hand, as if what he had just said was not what he said.

"You are a Beidi native, what do you know?" The long-bearded man flashed murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hey, when it comes to the birth of Empress Xiqi, this is a great joy. Emperor Qi was so happy that he was so happy that he not only immigrated the world, but also asked our Daxia court for the first time if he wanted to open a few additional venues on the border! Hey, I heard that this time the amount of tea, wine, salt and the amount of the bulk has been greatly relaxed! I plan to mix it up, where are you?"

The most comfortable recliner was occupied by a fat man holding his stomach with both hands and hanging all over his body with various jewelry made of gold.

This fat man not only spoke carelessly, but also had a big voice.

None of the people present showed a look of contempt at him.

"I'm the one who's doing this!" the long-bearded man said with a hurried smile.

The sloppy man spit a chicken bone next to him: "You are not short of money."

"No one in this world would think that he had too much money. It's my share." Qingshanke finally turned his face and spoke indifferently.

"Boss Qian, you don't want to do this this time."

Hearing this sentence, several people raised their eyes at the same time and looked up at their heads.

The one who entrenched high in the head was a young man with a gentle eye between his eyebrows and eyes. He had just had a layer of thin fluff on his lips and no crown on his head.

The man with long beard narrowed his eyes first: "Is this what Hanting means, or what the big clan means?"

The young man's wide sleeves in his black robe shook open and smiled gently: "This is what I mean."

The long bearded man and the blue-sold guest subconsciously looked at each other, and then pretended not to care and turned his face away.

Jin Cancan’s boss Qian frowned and thought for a while, then looked at the young man suspiciously: “Mr. Han means that he is afraid of slapping me to death?”

The young man bent his lips and smiled without explanation.

The sloppy man's mouth suddenly stopped, and after thinking for a moment, he threw down the roast chicken and wine jar, wiped his hands on his body, stood up with a solemn expression, clasped his fists at the young man, and bent down deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Han, reminds us that we won't come this winter."

"Even if you can persuade you wolf master, I am afraid you can't persuade King Beidi. It's just my guess. Don't use too much force, don't promote Hanting."

The young man is still gentle.

The sloppy man bent down respectfully again: "Don't worry, Mr. Han, we will definitely do what we have agreed to."

"This time, no one in Xiqi dared to answer my post. This matter is a bit interesting. Can the prince-consort know what this means?" The young man turned his eyes to the long-bearded man.

But the man with long beard just twisted his beard and shook his head, lowered his eyes and drank wine.

"Don't you know? Then this matter is even more interesting..."

The young man pushed open the ancient cauldron in front of him, stood up slowly, walked to the window in the southwest corner, and looked at the direction of Xiqi in a daze, silent.

The mountains were vast, and the first snow fell down at this time without warning.

The light rustling sound became dense in a moment.

Even with the burning of Wangwang's charcoal basin, everyone began to feel a hint of chill.

For a moment, no one spoke.

On the side of the room, the walls and the mountain could only accommodate a person standing sideways, a gray-bearded old man and a teenager were quietly eavesdropping.

The old man frowned.

The little boy's eyes narrowed slightly.

After a long time, the young man in the room came back to his senses and turned around with a smile: "I only got a star map the day before yesterday, which was extremely shocking. I will take it to you today and enjoy it with you."

"When it comes to the star map," the long-bearded man snatched the topic again and turned to the Qingshanke. "Three months ago, I got a shocking news. It is said that your family imprisoned a princess on the island in the middle of the lake in the Royal Garden. It is said that the princess was born, and the Imperial Heavenly Prison said that she was a demon star and would definitely overthrow the world?"

"Nothing." Qingshanke retorted very quickly.

"A month ago, the princess fell into the water and fell into a coma. Then, the Emperor of Daxia passed away. Then, a strange phenomenon came from the sky."

The long bearded man smiled with a sloppy smile on his face, but his eyes were particularly solemn. "The supervisor of the Imperial Heaven Supervision of your country is the world-famous star calculator. If he insists that this princess will cause chaos in the world, then please let your country deal with this matter as soon as possible."

"The princess fell into the water, but the child was just playing with her for a moment. She woke up the next day." The Qingshanke frowned and walked from the window with a wine pot to the Qushui side. "They are all knowledgeable people, and I have read tens of thousands of secrets. Don't believe such rumors, it's very boring."

When the man with long bearded looked out of the corner of his eyes and wanted to speak again, the voice of the Qingshan Guest became cold and alienated. "What's more, I don't mean the Daxia court, and you don't mean the king of Yue. Let's just sit, drink, chat, and talk about some gossip!"

At the end of the day, the people in the room nodded softly.

Some things cannot be asked, some things cannot be answered.

This is the rule of Hanting Ya Ji.

At this moment, the sound of a dove flapping its wings suddenly sounded.

The old man at the base of the wall hurriedly hugged the little boy in his arms a little tighter, so that the little boy glanced at him with some contempt.

Someone captured the pigeon and quickly walked into the house.

Stop for a moment.

The young man laughed in silence: "A little thing like this..."

He put away the note.

The long-bearded man looked at him unbelievablely: "How could it be a trivial matter if the news from Mr. Han is able to get to know him?"

The young man sat down again, picked up the warm pot, poured the wine carefully into his ears, and then gently pushed it out along the water. He raised his head and smiled and said, "It was the wrong place. A subordinate from the Zhenbei Governor's Office, who was beloved concubine and killed his wife, and caused the concubine's sister to burn his legitimate sister to death..."

Everyone in the room laughed and waved their hands and heads, expressing their disbelief.

The young man helplessly handed the note to the bearded man: "Please look at the prince consort..."

"Oh, the head of the Gongfang of the Military Equipment Institute is in charge of Yu's Mansion... Two servants were burned to death, and Madam Yu was unconscious... Hahahahahaha, it was really... something that was so small that it could not be even smaller..."

When the old man under the window heard this, his face turned gloomy.

"This is a 'little thing' that farts like this... Good disciple, the master must take care of the next one..."

The little boy looked up at him, a smile appeared in his dark and star-like eyes, and he nodded vigorously.
Chapter completed!