I can summon misery

Chapter 31 Xuan Wang
Unknowingly, it was approaching midnight, and the bustle in the Duke of Yan's mansion was gradually reaching its peak. Poems and articles came out one after another, winning applause from the crowd, and behind the names of these authors, often represented It's not a simple identity.

The so-called reputation is undoubtedly the most useful thing in this world, but also the most useless thing.

"Ningyanghou, I heard that the adopted son of Jing'anhou who has become famous recently has also come to the Wenhui, won't Ningyanghou go and have a look?" On the seat, an old man with white hair and beard said to the person next to him. The burly man said softly, with a hint of humor in his words.

Being able to sit in the same place means that the two parties at least belong to the same camp. The government of Yan State will naturally not choose to arrange the positions of the enemies and enemies in the same place.

So even in the face of such jokes, Ningyanghou did not get angry, but after drinking the wine in his hand, he began to say lightly: "Mu Heng's adopted son after all, some things should let them be younger. Handle it well, after all, young people are full of vigor and vigor, conflicts are fine, on the contrary, it may make the literary meeting more interesting."

"Now the Wenhui is a busy time, and if we go there, the guests will have to leave." The old man said slowly, and at the same time picked up the cup in his hand. Unlike Ning Yanghou, he just took a shallow sip.

"Don't worry about it, after all, it's just a matter for the children's family. We elders, let's watch. After all, if the Mu family can really produce a dragon and a tiger, I believe Mu Heng will not mind." Ningyang Hou took care of himself again He poured a glass of wine, and while drinking, his gaze drifted towards Mu Yu's direction.

"A adopted son is an adopted son after all. If he is really capable, he is still a family. There is no reason to help one and suppress another. In the military, the most important thing is to treat everyone equally."

Lu Yuankong, Marquis of Ningyang, sits in the northern border and is one of the top ten Wuhous registered by the Ministry of War of the Great Xia.At the same time, he is also married to a British family. In terms of status, Mu Yu's younger brother, the biological son of Jing'an Hou Mu Heng, should be called uncle.

In the northern border of Great Xia, it is true that the Duke of Yan's mansion is powerful, but the lack of power does not mean that it can cover the sky with one hand.Most of the top ten Wuhous are located in the northern region, but not all of them belong to the family of Yan Guogong.The British family, as a family of lords in the same order as Duke Yan, although it is not as powerful as Duke Yan in the northern border, it still has considerable strength.

As the son-in-law of the British government, Lu Yuankong is undoubtedly the person who can best represent the British government in the northern border.

But in a painting boat on the lake, compared to the noisy outside, the place here is much quieter, only the faint sound of the zither echoes, and on the sumptuous banquet, there are only two people sitting opposite each other, one old and one young .

"His Royal Highness Xuanwang, your action this time is not small, not to mention the northern border, during this time even Xiadu has many people inquiring about you." Nie Chuanmeng, the old Duke of Yan, smiled faintly. , but those eyes were still piercing, and he was still savoring the dishes on the table with relish, and his actions were so rough and unrestrained that it was hard to call someone new. This is a powerful and powerful prince.

"Are they my brothers? Ha, don't worry about it." The figure that Nie Chuanmeng called His Royal Highness Xuanwang has a much more elegant posture than Nie Chuanmeng. He just smiled slightly when he heard what Nie Chuanmeng said.

"Father has said more than once that the reason why Yan Guogong's mansion has not only survived for so many years but has grown so far is because Yan Guogong is a resourceful person. Believe what this king said, Yan Guogong will naturally There will be a decision."

"Naturally, naturally... eh?"

Nie Chuanyuan was a little stunned by the action of tearing the ribs, and looked at King Xuan in front of him calmly.Everyone in the world thinks that King Xuan's martial arts are mediocre, far inferior to the other princes, but as far as the aura that King Xuan revealed at that moment just now, what the world said seems unbelievable.

"What's wrong with Lord Yan?" King Xuan asked with a smile, the blue light in the depths of his eyes flashed away.

"It's nothing to do, I just thought that there will be a lot of young talents coming to tonight's literary meeting. I don't know if His Royal Highness Xuanwang is interested, or you can recruit one or two." Nie Chuan laughed fiercely. The topic changed, but his face gradually became serious.

Just for a moment, just for a moment, in an instant, one red and one blue, the two qi energies intersect and burst into one place, and dissipate into nothing at the same time, without causing any waves in the meantime.As if the moment just now was just an ordinary hallucination.

But the two of them knew in their hearts what happened at that moment just now.

"His Royal Highness Xuanwang is unfathomable." Yan Guogong put down the ribs in his hand, regardless of his greasy hands, cupped his hands and said with a wry smile.In his hand, a huge jade wrench finger had cracked.

"Duke Yan's performance is still extraordinary, today is my king's offence, and another day he will be rewarded with a heavy gift to make amends." King Xuan smiled gently, and then said, "Young talents, but I don't know what interesting people there are. "

"Interesting? There is one, Mu Yu, the adopted son of Jing'an Hou Muheng, who has caused quite a stir in the northern border recently."

"Mu Yu? A master of bow and arc? Fire House Buddha Prison?"

"Exactly." Nie Chuanmeng nodded and said.

"The king just got the news a few days ago. It is said that someone suspects that there is a first-class hidden vein behind Mu Yu, and they are asking for a thorough investigation." Xuan Wang said lightly: "It seems that he doesn't seem to realize it."

"If it's really a hidden vein, then this kid's actions are a bit too blatant." Nie Chuan shook his head fiercely and said, "Besides, Yan Xuanchang seems to be supporting this disciple intentionally tonight."

"Yan Xuanchang? It's not surprising that he said it."

At this time, outside the painting boat, the servant's voice sounded.

"Master, there is a message from someone over there that the poems in the poetry meeting have almost been sorted out, and the first few need to be judged by the master."

"Then..." Nie Chuan suddenly looked at His Highness Xuan Wang in front of him, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Then Nie will excuse me first."

"Duke Yan, do as you please." King Xuan nodded with a gentle face, watching Nie Chuanmeng walk out.

"Old fox..."

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The literary meeting was coming to an end, and Mu Yu was full of wine and food by the side.

After sitting at the literary meeting all night, Mu Yu also heard quite a few decent poems, and it is said that the first few winners in the final poetry meeting will be decided by the Duke who has never shown up.

Mu Yu didn't care much about these things, but after Yan Xuanchang was invited to leave the meeting as one of the judges, Mu Yu clearly felt that many eyes began to move towards her position.

And those gazes, simply looking for a word to describe them, are——

Bad intentions!

(End of this chapter)