Volume Two, The Edge of the Inner Court Chapter 249, Town Hall (1)
Mo Xuanzhang couldn't move his eyes for a long time. Yan Ting looked at his surprised look and frowned suddenly. He thought of a very scary possibility: "You don't have a crush on that man, do you?"
"He...is a man?" Mo Xuanzhang pointed at Ye Sixuan and asked doubtfully.
"Otherwise, look at the undulating majestic posture on his chest, he's a man!" Yan Ting picked up a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and said with a mean smile: "But if it's true love, the gender
It’s not that important!”
"Get the hell out of here!" Mo Xuanzhang kicked Yan Ting in the leg again.
Yan Ting was extremely depressed. Why did this person like to kick him as much as Qin Feiling?
Ye Sixuan stood at the door. Just standing there, his aura was completely different. Compared to Master Mo Jian, he seemed to be more eye-catching. He walked through the road in the middle of Zuimeng Palace, came straight to the prince, and nodded gently.
tall, and then sat in the seat next to him. Every move he made was arrogant. Except for the prince, he seemed not to pay attention to anyone. Those who plucked up the courage to say hello to him suppressed their words.
Went back.
After Ye Sixuan sat down, he raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Xuanzhang again, and then began to drink tea. He seemed to be uninterested in the people around him, including Mr. Mo Jian, who was as famous as him.
The names of the two young masters of Yantian have spread more than a year ago. Ye Sixuan of the Ye family and Mo Jian of the Cangtian Jiange are the two most shining pearls in the entire Yantian empire. But who is stronger and who is weaker? No one knows
I know. However, there are rumors recently that Master Mo Jian wants to challenge Ye Sixuan to determine who is the most talented person in the Yantian Empire.
Now looking at the many talents in Zuimeng Palace, Ye Sixuan just said hello to the prince, not verbal communication. The prince not only did not blame, but also nodded and smiled. You must know that even Master Mo Jian has such an indifferent character, he still has to speak to the prince.
Hello, Ye Sixuan is even more extreme than Mo Jian, which shows how complicated his character is.
There are rumors that Mr. Ye slaughtered the sect in a rage and killed ten thousand people. I am afraid it is true!
Yan Ting waved to Ye Sixuan, who smiled lightly and said nothing.
"Does that person know Mr. Ye? He even greeted him?"
"I don't know, but they seem to be strangers. They were brought here by His Highness the Seventh Prince. I don't know which family they are. I'll wait and see. I'm afraid His Highness Seventh Prince will not have an easy time today, and these people will probably be affected too."
Implicated."
"Shh, just know it in your heart. Don't talk. Haven't you seen so many people here? You must know that trouble comes from your mouth."
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Everyone knows the purpose of the banquet organized by the prince today. The people invited are either princes and nobles, or queens of powerful families with deep connections. To some extent, these people represent the position of the forces behind them.
!
Next, more and more people came in, more or less a few people behind them, and then sat down under the leadership of the servants. A quarter of an hour later, the Zuimeng Palace was already full of seats.
Representatives of the four major families of Yantian Imperial City, Ye, Xiao, Long, and Lu, were present. The most powerful sect, Cangtian Sword Pavilion, was led by Young Master Mo Jian. Seven of the eight princes in the royal family came, and there were many others.
After the princes, the number of sons of ministers reached three to four hundred. This kind of scene can be described as extremely grand.
Not to mention the number of people, the status of the people attending the banquet is enough to be called a grand party.
The prince glanced at everyone and showed a faint smile: "Everyone is here, let's start."
The prince clapped his hands and saw twelve slim and beautiful women entering from the gate and coming to the center. They took their positions and started dancing.
These twelve women were dressed in uniforms, their steps were graceful, their waists were twisting as softly as willow branches, and their skin looked extremely alluring against the almost transparent light blue silk. Suddenly, the water sleeves were thrown away and intertwined in mid-air.
The two women jumped up at the same time, spinning their enchanting figures wantonly, like twelve beautiful petals floating in the air, touching everyone's heartstrings.
For a long time, everyone was immersed in the dance steps of the twelve women, unable to extricate themselves.
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The two of them are already gorgeous in appearance, and coupled with such a stunning dance at this moment, it is enough to make more than 90% of the men fall into it.
When the dance ended, everyone still had endless aftertaste and could not bear to take their eyes away from the twelve women.
The prince looked at everyone, smiled softly, and said, "Are you satisfied with the prelude to this banquet?"
"The prelude presented by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today is a masterpiece. The beauty and the dance made us immersed in it and could not get back to our senses for a long time." A prince's son praised.
"Yes, this person is also beautiful, and his dance is also beautiful. The contrast between each other is amazing!"
"Your Highness, this is just the prelude, so how exciting should the main show be?"
In the Zuimeng Palace, people were constantly praising and asking questions. The prince always maintained a light smile. This kind and plain smile was the most comfortable, and also the easiest to confuse others!
Yan Ting carefully recalled the scene that had just happened. It seemed that he had experienced this scene before.
The prince chuckled and said: "Please be patient, everyone. It seems that you are very satisfied with the prelude. I invite you to the banquet today and there are three things I want to tell you."
The prince stood up, picked up a glass of wine, walked down from his seat, and came to Ling Changfeng.
"The first thing is that my seventh brother, the seventh prince Ling Changfeng, returned from the inner courtyard of Zhulu Academy half a year ago. As the eldest brother, I have not done a good job and have never had the chance to help him. I will take advantage of this opportunity.
, I want to hold a grand banquet for my seventh brother, a disciple of the inner courtyard of Zhulu Academy, what a glorious thing, but for the sake of the empire, he did not practice properly for half a year, but assisted his father... to execute
The appointment of supervising the country..." When the prince said these words, everyone's heartstrings tightened. Ling Changfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the prince.
"In the past six months, our Xiatian Empire has been in good condition, and the country is peaceful and peaceful. All of this is inseparable from the efforts of the seventh brother to supervise the country. It shows that my seventh brother is so capable that even I, the eldest brother, can only... accept the defeat!" Finally!
The prince looked at Ling Changfeng and said these five words with a smile. His tone was calm and his tone was low, all revealing his sarcasm.
Ling Changfeng raised his lips lightly and said with a smile: "Brother, what you said is wrong. During the time I was at Zhulu Academy, it was the eldest brother who assisted my father in handling affairs. In terms of qualifications and ability, the eldest brother is far better than the younger brother.
In front of my brother, I am just doing my own thing. If I handle anything inappropriate in the future, I have to ask my brother to correct me."
After the prince's smile solidified for a moment, he patted Ling Changfeng on the shoulder: "Haha, I will definitely help you now. You are the supervisor of the country now. When you sit on the throne in the future, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to help you."
And you?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in awe.
Ling Changfeng and the prince looked at each other, and the former suppressed a wry smile: "What did the eldest brother say? In terms of seniority, merit and talent, in what way can the younger brother be better than the eldest brother?"
"Hey, don't belittle yourself. My father recalled you half a year ago and gave you the responsibility of supervising the country. It shows that your father's trust in you must not be betrayed. As for me, regardless of my ability or qualifications, I should do well...
...I will help you!" The prince responded with a slight smile.
Regardless of ability or qualifications...
How could Ling Changfeng not know what this sentence meant? He took a step back, bowed slightly and said: "The elder brother understands the righteousness and has a broad mind that deeply impresses the younger brother."
"Haha, seventh brother, we are brothers, why are we so out of touch? Look, there are so many people here, they are all the best young talents in the big clans. The future of the Yantian Empire will depend on them. In the future
No matter who ascends the throne, you must have a good relationship with them, right?"
Ling Changfeng glanced at these people, sects, families, and relatives of the emperor. These people almost covered the upper-level forces of the Yantian Empire. He really wanted to have a good relationship with them. But this sentence was not asking, but showing off.
, because the prince has already established a good relationship with these people.
Whoever comes in doesn't say "Prince is good", who has ever cared about him, who knows that he is the seventh prince of Yantian Empire, now
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Now the official overseer of the Yantian Empire.
When Ling Changfeng thought of this, he let out a self-deprecating laugh, and then replied: "Brother is right."
"Well, that's enough." The prince laughed and returned to his seat.
Ling Changfeng sat down slowly, lost his mind. He glanced at some people again. Among them, there were some familiar faces, but no one took the initiative to say hello to him.
"Isn't this possible?"
Ling Changfeng suddenly turned around, and Yan Ting looked at him and sneered.
"This isn't even called a blow. If you can't even survive this, how can you hold the imperial power in the future? Don't forget that your opponent is the prince. If you are defeated by him, you think you will end well, but your morale is so low before you even start.
, how to fight against it?”
Ling Changfeng fell into silence. Yes, how could he be able to fight against the prince's party like this? His father was seriously ill and the imperial power was unstable. He lived in fear every day, walking on thin ice. Why did he persist until now?
Not for the throne, but for the safety of my father.
"I understand." Ling Changfeng smiled with relief.
"If anything happens, just look at me." Yan Ting gave him a reassuring smile.
The prince slowly spoke: "The second thing is the Empire Forum in a year and a half. Everyone knows that the Empire Forum is held every twenty years. The top geniuses from the seven empires will appear at the same time and gather together. It can be said that
It is a gathering of talents, and the top ten geniuses will receive awards from the empire. They are the supreme glory of an empire."
"The last genius in the Yantian Empire who won the top ten, his name is Cangxu Dao. He is the current master of Cangtian Sword Pavilion and the master of Young Master Mojian."
Mo Jian raised his head slightly, and there seemed to be endless sword energy in his sharp eyes. His master, as the most powerful disciple of Cangtian Sword Pavilion, represented the Yantian Empire and won the seventh place in the last imperial discussion.
Raise the Seven Great Empires and successfully inherit the position of Pavilion Master.
The prince looked at Mo Jian and showed a happy smile: "But this time, our Yantian Empire will no longer have only one person. You are all the top talents of our Yantian Empire. One and a half years will be enough for everyone to make an impact.
A higher realm, Mr. Ye, Mr. Mo Jian, Xiao Zheshan, Lu Meng, Long Ding... you are all in the Yuan Luo realm, and you are role models for the younger generation of my Yantian Empire. You should stand at the forefront of the seven empires.
At the top, overlooking the world.”
The people whose names were called by the prince all raised their heads except Ye Sixuan. They are all the top geniuses in the Yantian Empire. There is no reason to lose to others. As the prince said, they should stand on the side of the seven empires.
The highest peak, overlooking the world.
"The prince is so complimentary." Ye Sixuan said indifferently: "I heard that four of the geniuses in the Snow Eagle Empire stand out and are called the 'Four Uniques'. There are also 'Three Envoys' in the Fengxuan Empire. The talents of these seven people
They are not inferior to us. Besides, besides these famous people, there may be some low-key people whose strength is not inferior to ours. Prince, don’t underestimate them."
"You are exaggerating other people's ambitions and destroying your own prestige." Xiao Zheshan said coldly: "How can people like Feng Xuan and Xue Ying be compared with the geniuses of our Yantian Empire, not to mention them, Donghua, Haoyue, Loulan
, the four empires of the Ming Dynasty, the 'Seven Lords', the 'Eight Young Masters' and the like have emerged in recent years, they are just in name only, if I meet them then..." Xiao Zheshan's fist suddenly tightened
He shook his head and made a crisp crackling sound: "I will let them lie down and get off the battlefield!"
"Well said, Brother Xiao's words are very popular with me." The prince smiled and said: "But Mr. Ye's words are also quite reasonable. It's because I am short-sighted. Seventh brother, I heard that the talents of Zhulu Academy are extremely powerful and are known as fellow students.
Invincible, my seventh brother has been admitted to the inner court, I wonder if I can meet a few of them to open your eyes?"