The world is fragrant

() "Your Majesty, the president and vice president of the Foundry Association have just arrived together!" A guard opened the door and entered the private room, bowing to report to the little emperor Song Ziqing.

"Huh? When did the foundry association have an additional vice president?" Song Ziqing was obviously taken aback. He looked around through the window involuntarily, only to find that Murong Tianjiao and his son Murong Bolin were in the room adjacent to him. Sitting quietly in front of the window, whispering to each other.

"Bai Lin, what is the origin of this newly appointed Vice President of the Foundry Association?"

Murong Bolin shook his head, and replied: "Father, the child is also suffering from a headache! This person seems to have descended from the sky, and his name is Jinbuchang, but it looks like a false name. It is said that his strength is quite low, but this person is not outstanding. Lushui happened to become the vice president of the foundry, and I heard that this Qianjinzui also owns half of his property."

Murong Tianjiao narrowed his eyes, stroked his long beard at this moment, and said a few words with a smile: "It seems that we are not revealing, and some hidden forces are also eager to move, so it is possible that there will be a master in the capital? "

Murong Bolin replied: "Father, don't worry, Xu Wei has already contacted Ya Guansu, the chief elder of the foundry association. With him, even Ya Lanxuan would not dare to say that he can cover the sky with one hand. This vice president doesn't know him yet. Can be a few days."

"Very well, try to speed up the pace of splitting the Foundry Association. As for the Marquis of Chu's Mansion, I should take the time to talk to them. Those old guys are not old-fashioned, but too ambitious, and they are probably still fantasizing about enjoying the Chu Feng all by themselves." This delicacy of the empire!" Murong Tianjiao nodded in satisfaction, and immediately issued the latest instructions.

"Hehe, what era is it now? Among the four great hermit families, do they think they are still the head of the dragon?" Murong Bolin's mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Bai Lin, never underestimate anyone!" Murong Tianjiao reprimanded coldly. "We have a hole card, but it doesn't mean that the opponent doesn't have a bigger card!"

"Yes, my child understands."

Seeing his son accepting it humbly, a rare trace of tenderness appeared on the face of a generation of power ministers.

"Also, I heard that you are still struggling with some side issues?"

"Father, I don't have it." Young Master Murong's expression was a little awkward, as if he had a premonition of what Murong Tianjiao was going to say.

Murong Tianjiao angrily and funnyly criticized: "How many times have I told you that the princess is not a good match. Do you think the little emperor can be captured without a fight and let our Murong Mansion sit on the supreme throne peacefully? You must know about the princess's wedding. The final right to speak is not you and me, nor Princess Izumo, nor the Turkic people whose power is far away in the northwest, but the supreme emperor sitting on the dragon chair.

At this time, Generation Quan Xiangruo raised his head with feeling, and met the emperor Song Ziqing's gaze, a coldness flickered at the corner of his mouth suddenly.

"Hmph, if I were him, I would rather let my only sister die suddenly than let you seize the opportunity."

Murong Bolin felt a chill in his heart, but immediately changed his mind: If it was the little emperor, would he have such courage?

"So the excuse that Princess Bo smiled and then conquered the opponent is nothing more than a dream. We can use our power to coerce His Majesty to achieve our goal, but don't expect too much if things will succeed or not. Bo Lin, You have to keep in mind that Song Zining is not the only beauty in the world!" Murong Tianjiao reminded again, in his opinion, spending the power of the family on Princess Izumo a few times is already considered irresponsible.

Competing for the world, in the final analysis, depends on the layout of the general trend!

And these, Murong Tianjiao has already come to the front of everyone.

"Father, my child remembers." Murong Bolin bowed his head respectfully. As for what he was thinking at this time, it was probably still hidden in the heart of this young man with a little sense of power.

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In the lobby on the first floor of Qianjinzui, Chu Yunlong and Ya Lanxuan joined hands.

"Master President and Vice President, your seats are in the Auspicious Ruyi Room on the fifth floor of Qianjinzui!"

The buddies who escorted Chu Yunlong and Ya Lanxuan were naturally pretended by members of the Eight Great Masters.

Xiaodao was lucky enough to see Young Master Chu, and when sister Ya was not paying attention, he quietly stretched out three fingers.

Chu Yunlong immediately understood and said: "Ah, standing too high, it's uncomfortable to see! I said Xiaoer, can you change my seat, I think the height on the third floor is very good!"

Xiaodao showed embarrassment: "Third floor, it may be difficult, so please wait a moment, I will discuss with other guest officials to see if anyone is willing to change it."

Chu Yunlong nodded contentedly, and those three fingers clearly indicated that Song Zining, Princess Izuyun, was in a private room on the third floor.

"If you can take the opportunity to transfer Ya Lanxuan, this young master can have a tryst with Zi Ning without anyone noticing."

"This arrangement is really wonderful! Chu Yi, I love you!"

Chu Yunlong couldn't help showing a smile.

But Ya Lanxuan, who was silent at the side, also interrupted suddenly: "Hey, you support changing seats? Then I will change too, and it's also on the third floor!"

"Damn it, young master, I'm here to meet the princess privately, Yalanxuan, why are you here to join in the fun?" Chu Yunlong thought to himself, and immediately glared at Yalanxuan angrily.

"Why, you don't welcome me?" Younger sister twirled her hair with a coquettish smile, put it under her nose, sniffed it lightly, and she had a charming and coquettish air.

Chu Yunlong suddenly took a deep breath, but he was so aggrieved that he couldn't vent it.

"Welcome, I really welcome it!" Chu Yunlong said through gritted teeth.

It's a pity that even Xiaodao could feel the insincere tone of Master Chu's words, and the expression on his face didn't seem to be sincere from any angle.

The corner of Ya Lanxuan's mouth suddenly curved into a beautiful arc: "Hmph, gold is not exchanged, you dare to play tricks with this girl, I want to see what you are up to!"

The undercurrent in Qianjinzui's attic is surging, while the arena outside is in full swing.

The audience cheered and cheered, and the sound was deafening.

Since the start of the big stomach king competition, it has entered a climax immediately.

The witty and cunning Butler Chu made the rules for this year's Big Eater Competition: within three cups of tea, the contestant who eats the most steamed stuffed buns will be the champion.

So 50 people participated in the steamed stuffed bun eating competition, and the final competition began.

Thanks to the experience of eating steamed buns yesterday, many martial kings, martial emperors and other masters with high levels of cultivation and different identities have summed up some strange and unique experiences.

For example, at the beginning of the game, a strong fighting spirit rose from the whole body, and then each of them showed their magical powers, like pressing buns into patties and swallowing them alive.

Or stuff seven or eight buns into your mouth, and then urge your vindictiveness to chew hard...

Anyway, compared with the real "big stomach", these people can only use their own advantages to do some rough and brutal things.

However, would Chu Yi give away a champion for nothing to these troublemakers?

You know, some of them were enemies once!

Therefore, the unspoken rules and secret operations of Fengyun Continent were applied to the Big Eater Bun Eating Contest for the first time.

No, the soup dumplings and decoction dumplings just out of the pan were swiftly placed in the basket in front of Hou Bing and Zhou Dai, and the two Wu Kings who knew nothing about them were severely cheated.

I saw Hou Bing swallowed the fried bun in one gulp. Who knew that the oil and water on the crispy golden skin of the bun hadn't cooled down yet, and his tongue was blistered immediately.

"Contestants, be careful. Although our steamed buns are delicious, some of them are just out of the pot and may be hot!" the host Chu Yi kindly reminded.

"Damn it, the steamed stuffed buns will be very hot!" Hou Bing's face turned red like a boiled crab, and his mouth opened helplessly, desperately sucking in the cold wind, Breathing heat outside.

Hou Bing's lesson from the past made Zhou Dai prepare, but this master's luck was too bad, because his first choice turned out to be a soup dumpling.

Before swallowing it, Zhou Dai deliberately took a small bite of the bun, and when he felt the temperature of the meat filling with his tongue and felt that there was no problem, he proudly raised his head.

As a result, the hot oil inside the steamed stuffed bun flowed straight down and went straight into his throat, causing the unlucky guy to roll his eyes and sway his whole body.

"Haha...those people are so interesting!" Ya Lanxuan lay prone in front of the window, patting the edge of the window with a coquettish smile, her graceful body couldn't straighten up from laughing.

But Chu Yunlong beside her showed his erratic eyes indifferently, obviously absent-minded.

"Little Second!"

"What's your order, officer?" Xiao Dao, who had been prepared for a long time, hurried into the door and asked.

"Huh? Is the wolf's tail about to be revealed at last?" Ya Lanxuan listened excitedly to the conversation between the two, fearing that any secret information might be missed.

But Chu Yunlong said calmly: "I said, where is your hut here? I want to show respect!"

"Disgusting!" Ya Lanxuan gave him a hard look, and turned to the game in a dispirited manner.

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