Chapter 209 Yin Yang Zero Transformation

Chapter 209 Yin and Yang Changes (4th update, please recommend!)

Looking at the back of Le Yi walking out of the hall, Yan Dan also shook his head helplessly.

With a heavy sigh, Yan Dan said to Wu Qi: "Le Yi, the minister of Yan. Wu Qi, the minister of Yan. Dan is the king of Yan. You can't favor anyone. Lord of Fortune, don't beg, you can do whatever you want. Take the wind to go to the western camp, and be responsible for dispatching the military forces of the western princes and preparing the army for war. Dan Feng, you will be appointed as the deputy capital commander of the western camp, and the former general of the Jinxi western camp, so you can do it yourself."

Wu Qi didn't speak, but just bowed to Yan Dan.

This is called non-partisanship? You are clearly showing favoritism to Le Yi, and it is clear that his family members are rampant and rude, but you want Wu Qi to avoid it, this is partiality. But Wu Qi also understands that Yan Dan has actually taken care of himself, sent him out of Jidu to avoid Le Yi who was fighting abroad, and even conferred him a military post, which is to protect him. Otherwise, let Wu Qi stay in Jidu, Le Yi has countless ways to plot against him, and it is impossible to guard against it.

After being disturbed by Le Yi who came and went suddenly, the five demon kings who were fighting secretly, Mo Di, and Xun Kuang also restrained their breath, raised their glasses to drink and ate meat with chopsticks like everyone else. Without the terrifying coercion they released, the atmosphere in the hall gradually recovered, and the drums and music resumed. A large group of dancers floated out from the back of the hall, singing and dancing in the center of the hall.

Wu Qi and Lu Chengfeng murmured together in a low voice again, and he pointed out the essence of Lu Chengfeng's body training method word by word. After all, it is not an easy task for Lu Chengfeng to absorb and refine thirty catties of Jiaolong blood essence within three days. The blood essence of the dragon in the Black Dragon Spirit Ring is the essence left by Ying Zheng from beheading the dragon over the years, and it is the elite of the blood essence. Without Wu Qi's detailed guidance, Lu Chengfeng's exercise might go astray, and his body has not been strengthened, but instead he is made to be inhuman, and that is called a headache.

The two were having a heated discussion here. The first batch of dancers had just left, and when the second batch of dancers was about to come up to perform, a young man in a light blue official robe suddenly got up, walked to the center of the hall, and spoke loudly. He saluted Yan Dan and shouted: "Your Majesty, I have something to say, don't beg to speak to Lord Tianyun."

Yan Dan was taken aback, Su Qin on the high platform spurted out a mouthful of wine, pointed at the young man and scolded, "Muye, what are you doing?"

Su Qin's youngest son, thirty-two years old, Su Muye, editor of the national history of Dayan Academy, in the eyes of outsiders, is a young literati who spends his days chasing romance and loves ink and painting. Only Yan Dan, the core figures of the Great Yan Dynasty, knew that Su Muye was also known as the ever-changing yin and yang, and was a genius who was even more evil than Su Qin in some respects. It's just that geniuses are always freaks, and Su Muye is undoubtedly one of the freaks.

The strange thing about Su Muye is that he has a completely different view of human relationships and sophistication. He doesn't know how many colleagues he offended in the editorial institute. As one of Dayan's most honorable civil servants, Su Muye often fights with his colleagues,

And often abuse others with foul language. If it weren't for Su Qin's apparent identity as the editor-in-chief of the Academy of National History, Su Muye would have been kicked out of the court by a letter signed by his colleagues.

Seeing Su Muye rushing forward in a daze, Su Qin got a headache, and Yan Dan's head hurt even more. With a dry laugh, Yan Dan shook his head towards Su Qin, and then asked Su Muye with a gentle smile, "Muye, what do you have to say to Lord Tianyun? Hehe, you are all young and handsome, just happen to be close."

Su Muye clapped his hands vigorously, and said with a grin: "Your Majesty, my father is also the National Teacher of Dayan, but all these years he has pretended to be so confused that he has forgotten his identity as the National Teacher, which made the minister in the editorial institute All day long I am being idled by a group of useless idiots. Chen's father also said all day long that I should keep a low profile, low profile, low profile, keep a low profile, keep a low profile, and keep a low profile. Hey, good today, you personally asked Wei Chen's father to come to the stage to drink, and in the future Don't keep a low profile, okay?"

Yan Dan blinked his eyes quickly. He looked at Su Muye, who was a bit stubborn, and smiled wryly: "Yes. Great Qin is eyeing the tiger, and Great Yanchao wants to concentrate all its strength to meet the enemy. It is necessary to hide in the hall again."

Su Muye laughed loudly. He clapped his hands, and said with a smile to the dignified officials of the editorial institute sitting behind Yu Wende: "Did you hear that? I will be more respectful to the uncle in the future. I can recognize the face of Uncle Su Muye. I just Born, but there is a title of Marquis, my mother has tolerated you for a long time."

Just like Wu Qi, in front of Yan Dan, in front of so many top dignitaries of the Great Yan Dynasty, Su Muye cursed and cursed in front of his face. Su Qin's old face was flushed, like a monkey's butt. Su Muye puffed out his chest triumphantly, and looked at Wu Qi: "Tian Yun Gong Wu Qi, I have something to discuss with you. If you promise, you have to agree, and if you don't agree, you have to agree. In short, the little niece of this Marquis , you should not marry."

Wu Qi was horrified, did Wu Qi not marry?

Lu Chengfeng looked at Wu Qi in shock, lowered his voice and muttered in a low voice: "You provoked a woman from the Su family?"

On the high platform, Princess Zhang Le stared at Wu Qi intently, her eyes flickering fiercely like the edge of a sword. When she saw Wu Qi's dazed and horrified expression, Princess Zhang Le frowned slightly and thought for a while, her eyes suddenly became more fierce, like a mad she-wolf, fixedly fixed on Su Muye.

Su Qin even patted the wine table and shouted: "Muye, what nonsense are you talking about? You, what nonsense are you talking about? Your little niece? Who are you talking about?"

Su Muye held his head up triumphantly and said with a smile: "Of course it is Xiao Su. She is also fourteen years old and can marry. I am here to make the decision to marry Xiao Su to Tian Yungong as his legal wife. There is no way to provoke Princess Zhang Le. Ha, I have counted the young men of the Great Yan Dynasty, that person can surpass this Marquis in terms of talent, learning, character, appearance and appearance? Princess Zhang Le, it is not Ben Marquis who will not marry."

Su Qin knelt on the high platform stiffly, seeing his expression, he really wanted to strangle Su Muye to death.

Yan Dan was trembling all over, he really wanted to turn his head back and laugh wildly, but as the monarch of Dayan, he kept a stern face and suppressed his laughter.

Jing Ke, Gao Jianli, Tian Guang and the others looked at Su Muye with ghostly eyes. Gao Jianli suddenly shook his head lightly, and muttered in a low voice, "What kind of person is Mr. Su Qin, why is his youngest son such a fool? Marrying his youngest niece to Wu Qi, then Wu Qi will not be able to marry the princess? It really is a good plan, a wonderful plan."

Tian Guang said coldly: "This so-called dredging is an excellent strategy."

Yan Dan, who could hold back her laughter, suddenly burst into laughter when she heard Tian Guang's indescribably cold joke.

All the dignitaries, civil and military officials in the hall stared dumbfounded at the triumphant Su Muye, lowered their heads one after another, covered their faces with their sleeves, and sniggered 'chichi'. Yu Wende and Yu Qianqian had weird smiles on their faces, and they also lowered their heads and chuckled. Out of the corner of their eyes, they secretly looked at Su Muye who was standing proudly in the center of the hall.

Wu Qi shook his head helplessly, he stood up, clasped his fists and bowed to Su Qin and said, "Mr., Wu Qi has never made a move on your little granddaughter." With a long sigh, Wu Qi turned around and sighed to Su Muye "Su Muye, Marquis Su, why does Wu Qi want to marry your little niece? Have you asked your father about this matter? Have you asked your little niece's father, who is your brother, what does it mean?"

Su Muye triumphantly took out a fan, fanned the cool breeze slowly, and said triumphantly, "First, why did you marry my little niece? Because my Su family proposed marriage to you. With my old father Su Qin's Weiming, my old Su family wants to marry a daughter, who would dare not marry her?"

With a few chuckles, Su Muye continued: "Secondly, my old father has ignored family affairs at all these years. My elder brothers have been concentrating on cultivating behind closed doors, delving into the way of yin and yang changes in the world. All things are taken care of by Master Ben Hou, and it’s just a matter of marrying a little niece, of course I can make the decision.”

Wu Qi gritted his teeth, shook his head constantly, he didn't even have the energy to laugh. This guy Su Muye may be a genius, but he is a genius without a heart. This kind of person, if you are serious with him, there is really no way to be serious with him. Wu Qi didn't even intend to get angry with him, just shook his head and sighed, and sat back in his seat.

On the high platform, Princess Zhang Le looked at Su Muye strangely, and said coldly: "Su Muye, why should I marry you? Even if your little niece wants to marry Wu Qi, let alone whether he wants to marry Wu Qi or not." Why, Wu Qi married your little niece, so I can only marry you?"

Looking at Princess Zhang Le in surprise, Su Muye asked back in amazement: "If you don't marry Benhou, who else can the princess marry? Besides Wu Qi, which family's son is more handsome than Mu Ye? Erlang is more talented than Muye? He is personable, talented and beautiful, and has a good family background. If Princess Peerless doesn't marry me, who else can she marry?"

Princess Zhang Le let out a heavy breath, grabbed a wine jug, and 'gudong gudong' poured down a catty of fine wine.

Such an arrogant Princess Zhang Le lost her temper when facing someone like Su Muye.

Su Muye shouted triumphantly: "Because of my father, I used to keep a low profile and keep a low profile. I couldn't reveal the details of my old Su family, and I couldn't show off that my old father was the national teacher of the Great Yan Dynasty. I couldn't show off. This Marquis has been the Marquis of the Great Yan Dynasty since he was born. Therefore, Su Muye keeps a low profile, keeps a low profile, and does not expose his talents, knowledge, and splendid articles in front of others."

He sighed deeply: "Since His Majesty personally exposed the identity of Ben Hou's old father today, then I can't blame Ben Hou for acting in a high-profile way. Ben Hou's words here today, in addition to being able to make good poems , Lord Tianyun who can draw a good painting, all the young people in the Great Yan Dynasty, in Ben Hou’s heart, are all scumbags except Ben Hou, no one is worthy of Princess Zhang Le.”

Wu Qi raised his head and smiled at Princess Zhang Le. Princess Zhang Le winked at Wu Qi charmingly, and the two of them exchanged glances, not taking Su Muye to heart at all.

Seeing the situation of the two of them, Yan Dan and Su Qin sighed at the same time. Su Qin, whose old face was flushed with shame, was about to stand up and scold Su Muye, when a clear voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Muye's words are wrong. Do you really think that there is no one in my Great Yan court? Princess Zhang Le is a heaven and a man, you A sour Wensheng is also worthy of Princess Zhangle?"

A young man wearing a unicorn battle robe, not very good-looking, but with a fierce and murderous look, walked out of the train slowly.

As soon as the young man stood up, someone from among the ministers stood up again: "Qin Huhu, Su idiot, Princess Zhangle, none of you are good enough." Heavy footsteps sounded, and a young man who was nearly ten feet tall and looked like an iron tower Stepping out, he knelt heavily in front of the royal platform: "Your Majesty, Fan Jinqi, please be the husband of Princess Zhang Le."

Wu Qi gave the three of them a cold look, and was about to speak when the five-color divine light behind Princess Zhang Le suddenly rolled up, and a thunderbolt from the ceiling of the hall slammed down on the three of them heavily. The lightning was dazzling and the thunder was deafening. The three of them fell to the ground screaming miserably, and there was a sudden chaos in the hall.

Well, the pig's head is waving its white and fat pig's trotters, calling for the arrival of recommendation tickets and monthly tickets