The soldier is a girl

Chapter 2639 1893: Debate on the Golden Temple

If it is true, then where has she been these days?She knew that Mu Peng disturbed the whole Yanling city because of her.

They used to be angry with Mu Peng's big move, but now this big move has become another breakthrough. If Mu Jin can't give a reasonable explanation, then the Mu family...

Baiguan stepped into the Golden Luan Hall on this peaceful morning with all kinds of thoughts, waiting for the coming morning court.

Seeing that the morning was about to arrive, a person suddenly walked in through the gate of the Golden Luan Hall in the morning light.

All the officials had already arrived at the Golden Luan Hall and stood in line, even the prince who was going to use this morning to act as a demon came, but someone stepped on this spot, how could this not attract the attention of all the officials.

The noise at the entrance of the Golden Luan Hall caused the officials who were talking to turn their heads to look.

When they saw the petite yet graceful figure coming in the morning light, many people suppressed their voices, and even silently retracted their hands holding the memorial into their sleeves.

After all, the object to be played has come, so this memorial cannot be played like this.

Fortunately, they were prepared and silently changed another one.

All the officials were fine, especially Mo Yu, when he saw the figure of Mu Jin pacing gracefully, he couldn't help showing a hint of ferocity on his face for a moment, he really wished he could step forward and tear Mu Jin to pieces.

But obviously this is unrealistic, he can only clenched his hands hanging in his sleeves and endured it.

Mu Jin just ignored all kinds of gazes cast by the crowd, and just walked towards her position indifferently.

The princelings saw that their master was trembling with anger, but the person concerned was so leisurely, so they thought about going forward to make things difficult.

However, it has to be said that Mu Jin picked this time period just right. As soon as she stood still, there was the sound of whips being fired from the Golden Luan Hall.

This made many people who were about to move had to suppress their thoughts and began to kneel down to welcome the emperor.

"I respectfully welcome Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The sound of whipping falls, and all officials pay homage.

Amidst the sound of worship, the emperor stepped onto the dragon chair at the top of the Golden Luan Hall.

Before taking his seat, the emperor saw the petite figure huddled in the crowd at a glance. With just one glance, the emperor knew that today's morning court would not be good, or in other words, the appearance of this person yesterday was doomed to today's morning court.

"Pingshen." No matter how many thoughts there were in his mind, the emperor only took one look at Mu Jin and then withdrew his eyes and sat on the dragon chair. He only needed to sit and watch the play, as for the play, he would sing it himself.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Baiguan Xie En got up.

"If there is a book to start playing, there is no book to retreat from the court." As soon as Baiguan got up, Yu Shu began his duty of singing.

"My minister has this recitation."

Almost at the moment when the words were finished, Mu Jin stood out from the crowd.

The appearance of Hibiscus heralds today's unrest, but Baiguan never thought that she would be the first to stand up, so that's fine, let's see what tricks she can pull out, so that they can take the move.

The emperor only took a deep look at Mu Jin, and then said majesticly: "Zu Zuo."

"Thank you Lord Ron."

Mu Jin thanked her first, and then began to participate in the performance.

"A few days ago, I was kidnapped by gangsters. Fortunately, I was a general. Although I don't know who kidnapped me, fortunately, I escaped from other people's hands and became a free man. But at that time, I was very poor and penniless. Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted person, and this person is a person who loves calligraphy and painting. This is nothing, but I saw a familiar handwriting in those calligraphy and paintings, and the kind-hearted person told me that this is a calligraphy and painting of a great scholar in the south of the Yangtze River. , I was puzzled, and then deliberately visited many bookstores that collect calligraphy and paintings, even the place where the fireworks are located, I also visited secretly, and finally verified the words of the kind-hearted man."

(End of this chapter)