Sheng Fu

Chapter 548
Lingdu, the main entrance.

Bai Xiaowei arrived with a group of civil servants, and the person who greeted him was Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng was alone, without any ceremonial guards, and he didn't seem to have a big posture, and he treated the prime minister a little bit badly to the human race.

Bai Xiaowei pursed his lips slightly, stepped forward slowly and made a bow with both hands: "I have seen Mr. Gu Cheng."

Today, Gu Cheng is dressed in white to win the snow, with one hand behind his back, his blue eyes are shining brightly, looking like a banished fairy, Yu Wenjun just knows that Gu Cheng has love and can't feel sad, but forgets that Gu Cheng is also a generation of rich gods Jade handsome man.

"Just kidding, I'm not some kind of adult, the palace has prepared a banquet, please come with me, Prime Minister." Gu Cheng said kindly.

After entering the city, there were no welcome people on both sides of the road, only the imperial guards maintaining order, looking a little stiff, as if sleeping on an iron bed in winter.

Bai Xiaowei looked calm, he didn't care about the decoration of the buildings on both sides of the road, but quietly followed behind Gu Cheng.

When Gu Cheng came to meet him, he knew that Yu Wenjun had come here in advance.

After walking for about a stick of incense, he entered the palace.

In the Hall of All Souls, singing and dancing are performed to promote peace and ceremonies and music are greatly promoted. The girls of the Ling nationality have fair skin, slender limbs, and full willow waists. When dancing with the rites and music, they reveal a long style.

If Bai Xiaowei was still a teenager, he would be amazed by the beauty of the Lingzu girl.

Unfortunately, he has reached middle age.

Right in the center of the front, His Majesty Lingdi was wearing a light black dragon suit. Although he was sitting upright, his waist was radiating.

"It's a guest from afar!" Emperor Ling looked down and said softly to Bai Xiaowei and other envoys.

The dancing girl stepped back slowly, Bai Xiaowei knelt down and saluted together with the civil servants beside him.

"May your majesty be blessed and safe!" Everyone said in unison.

Seeing this, Emperor Ling slightly raised his hand and said, "Give me a seat."

Bai Xiaowei and the others slowly took their seats, one table for each person, there were special fruits of the Spirit Tribe on the table, and seasonal side dishes at the moment, and the drink was the famous Lingmeng Wine of the Spirit Race.

The teacup and jade lamp are full of brilliance.

The dancing girl came to the center of the hall again, singing and dancing lightly, dancing coquettishly to her heart's content.

Bai Xiaowei just glanced at the food and drink on the table, and knew that today he would not be able to borrow troops successfully.

Emperor Ling looked at Bai Xiaowei, his eyes were like the deep sea with ripples, and said softly: "It is said that the swordsmanship of the prime minister is the best in the temple of the human race?"

In the past, the blood spattering in front of Bai Xiaowei's hall has already been spread all over the world, and all of them are known here in the Lingzu Temple.

Bai Xiaowei was in a friendly manner, nodded slightly, and responded mellowly: "It's all a false name, it makes His Majesty laugh."

Emperor Ling said kindly, "I don't know, Mr. Prime Minister, but are you satisfied with today's food and drink?"

There is not a single meat dish on the table. This time, they traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers, and they are destined to return without success.

Bai Xiaowei pursed his lips and replied, "I have to treat you with kindness, I am infinitely grateful."

Emperor Ling looked at the dancer and said casually: "This music and dance is called Painting the Dragon. Please watch it carefully, Your Excellency the Prime Minister."

Bai Xiaowei nodded slightly, he had already passed the romantic age, these beautiful dancers could hardly make the slightest ripple in his heart.

The dance is light, like writing in water for a long time.

The twelve dancing girls echoed each other from head to toe, as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming, but their steps are a little vain, and their sleeves are sometimes rippling, which is not firm enough.

Very beautiful, like the moon in the mirror, flowers in the water.

Unable to embrace.

There is a fold in the sleeve, which was written by His Majesty the Emperor himself, and it is almost impossible to present it to His Majesty Lingdi today.

What kind of twists and turns are there?
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The next day, Yu Wenjun returned to Mengdu Mansion, Gu Cheng poured tea and water, and told Yu Wenjun all the details of yesterday's Wanling Hall.

"This incident was unexpected. I can't blame it on my head. I just arrived at Mengdu Mansion, but I didn't take a step beyond the palace." Jun Yuwen said, "Qianqiu Baishui".

Gu Cheng smiled and said: "Bai Xiaowei is resting in the inn, don't you plan to see him? As far as I know, the personal relationship between you is not bad, and Bai Xiaowei secretly contributes to Hengchangzong's trade. "

"If you don't go, will it chill people's hearts?"

Yu Wenjun laughed angrily: "It's not like a teenage boy who can't think about a woman or one thing."

After Gu Cheng heard this, the water in which the tea was poured trembled slightly, he laughed loudly and said, "Only a ruthless person like you can say such ruthless words."

"When are we leaving?"

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and said: "When Bai Xiaowei comes back defeated, we will go. To be honest, I want to go to the palace once and have a hand-to-hand conversation with His Majesty Lingdi."

"Just after thinking about it, the traces are too heavy. The matter of the human race and the spirit race should not be mixed with too many foreign affairs."

"Like the belonging of Beihai, the glory of Fuyao."

Gu Cheng lay on the tea table with an innocent look, and said with a wry smile: "You don't need to tell me this, and I won't tell Meng'er, let alone your Majesty. If you want to deal with the Emperor, you can Say it yourself."

"Your friendship with the Spirit Race is not worthy of His Majesty offending the Emperor for you."

"Bai Xiaowei came back disappointed, but the human race was not sincere enough."

"There must be some real prizes, so that the matter of borrowing soldiers can be justified."

"The Human Sovereign will also think about what kind of sincerity he should show to His Majesty Lingdi. He will cut a piece of meat, but with you, he will have to cut two pieces of flesh."

Yu Wenjun said indifferently: "But my piece of meat belongs to my wife, so why should the Emperor be reluctant to part with it?"

"In the past, about Yue Dan's commentary, the two great talents were changed by the human temple, and I haven't said anything yet."

Gu Cheng suddenly said solemnly: "But if Bai Xiaowei became curious about the folk customs, customs, and interesting things of our Spirit Race, and lingered for a while, should we go or not?"

Yu Wenjun fell into deep thought. In Yu Wenjun's memory, Bai Xiaowei had never missed a hand. After thinking about it, he waved his hand slightly, and a gust of wind went to Hengchangzong of Henglong Mountain.

The human race, the imperial capital, Feilongtai.

The autumn rain is over, today is a sunny day, Renhuang couldn't wait for the news of Bai Xiaowei.

But waited for a letter from Hengchangzong.

"Beihai belongs to Fuyao, and it can live forever, hereditary and irreplaceable. I hope His Majesty will declare the world of human race."

The handwriting is fierce and domineering, like a spear hitting a yellow dragon. This is Wu Mi's personal letter.

When he saw this letter, Renhuang felt that the establishment of the Northern King was equivalent to not being established.

The Human Sovereign didn't get angry, nor did he take it seriously. This decree, at least for the time being, will not be announced to the world of the human race.

Soon after, Qiuqing came.

"Your Majesty, Hengchang Zongwu Mi, holding a blood spear, riding a first-class war horse, going north all the way, planning to visit the northern families one by one, fearing that there may be frequent murders." Qiu Qing said tremblingly.

Human Sovereign finally frowned, this method was very similar to Gu Yong back then.

"Young disciples from the north, are you really unstoppable?" Human Sovereign asked in a deep voice.

Qiu Qing bowed deeply and said: "Except Fu Cheng, no one can resist Wu Mi's three moves..."

(End of this chapter)