My brother carried the doomsday

Chapter 41 41. Qinglian vision, killing the game in the game (the second update-still a big chapter!)
Although the ten close servants can't say much in the court hall, they do a lot of things secretly. One of them is similar to the Jinyiwei, Dongchangxichang, and Dongchangxichang in an era before Xia Yuan crossed. subordinates.

Furthermore, they are deeply rooted and deeply rooted in this land, even the emperor will not touch them easily, but they also need to follow the law of the monarch and ministers, otherwise their power and even their own state of mind will collapse.

Guo Sheng is not considered strong among the ten close servants. Since the emperor opened his mouth, he can only obey.

But even if he is not strong, there are too many major events in his hands.
It can be said to be a minister of power.

It's a shame to take off your boots for a brat.

What's more, this kid is actually the face of the White Dragon King, which made him gnash his teeth even more.

The White Dragon King is extremely beautiful, and is the dream lover of countless people.

Even though Guo Sheng was an eunuch, he still thought that one day the White Dragon King would kneel down in front of him and accompany him to Wushan Yunyu.

But all of what he thought, maybe this kid had already done it when he was with the White Dragon King in private.

"Master Guo, hurry up. Don't ruin my poetry."

Xia Yuan held his chin and burped.

Ning Bao looked at him sideways and blinked.

The eyes conveyed the message: Your Majesty, can you do it?

Xia Yuan smiled.

Only then did Ning Bao feel relieved.

There was some strangeness in her heart. In the past, the emperor asked her if she was okay, but now it is quite interesting to change it.

The ministers on the opposite side began to frown, feeling that they were making a fool of themselves.

On the side of the royal relatives and relatives, many people are happy to hear and see, don't care what this kid wrote in a while, just humiliating Guo Sheng so much, they are very happy.

After all, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

But it can also be said to be ignorant.

If this kid is really a bag of grass with embroidered pillows, then the ancestors will definitely alienate him gradually after this scandal. When the favor is completely gone, Guo Sheng will probably play him to death and let him survive. You can't ask for death.

But what does it matter to them.

Hehe, I just hope that this kid isn't really just a badass.

But no matter what, everyone is not very optimistic about him after all.

How many patterns can a young man have in his chest?

What can I write?

Guo Sheng approached, his chubby face with a hidden knife in his smile kept smirking, he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Our family is waiting to read Mr. Xia's peerless article."

Xia Yuan raised his legs: "Come."

Guo Sheng bent down, lowered his head, grabbed the boot with both hands and was about to pull it, and then threw it away.

Xia Yuan smiled drunkenly and said: "Handle with care, otherwise I will lose my wit, but it's Mr. Guo's problem."

"Our family knows."

Almost holding his breath, Guo Sheng slowly took off the boot with both hands, and then went to take off the other one.

After taking off, he hurriedly got up like an electric shock.

Ning Bao couldn't help but smile while watching, as expected of the king.

The others also stared wide-eyed, this scene is very strange.

Xia Yuan cocked his head, and lazily said: "Research ink."

Guo Sheng approached almost stiffly, dripped some water on the inkstone with a small pot, and then grasped the ink stone to grind it and began to grind the ink without haste. At this time, his heart was filled with a strong sense of shame.

But there is also a feeling of gloating.

Boy, let you go crazy, when your poem is written, I will see your jokes.

And this is a dead end, the better your birthday celebration poems are, the more you will remind the White Dragon King of the age difference between you, and the more your benefactors around you will hate you
Hmph, you are dead!

Xia Yuan saw that it was almost done, so he picked up the pen and wrote the first word on the paper.

Guo Sheng turned his head and looked, only to see the word "cloud".

He couldn't help smiling.

This word is average, without much character.

It seems that this kid is most likely an idiot.

Xia Yuan smeared some more ink.

Full of sharpness, the first line of the poem is written in one stroke:

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.

One sentence falls.
Everyone hasn't come to remember to comment and sigh.

Outside, the wind suddenly picked up.

The officials who were ordering wine outside the hall, as well as the women who were dining in the side hall were all shocked.
The sky suddenly rose.

Visions come!

The leaves rustled.

Buzzing voices rang in the ears of everyone, who were slowly reading the poem written by the boy.

Everyone can clearly hear that sentence:
Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.

Everyone in the hall naturally heard it too.

No matter the dignitaries, senior officials or relatives of the emperor, even Guo Sheng and the emperor were stunned.

"The vision of heaven and earth, read it again."

"This"

Xia Yuan took another sip from the jug, yawned and said, "Master Guo, don't stop, keep grinding."

Guo Sheng was stunned, his face was as if he had lost his soul.

His hands were grinding mechanically.

The poem buzzing in his mind seemed to shake his mouth hard, telling him that he was a clown.

Xia Yuan was smeared with ink again, and his pen was sloppy, crooked.

Write the remaining two sentences.

Everyone hurriedly looked up.

I saw that the last sentence was:

If it weren't for Qunyu Shantou, we would meet at Yaotai.

The whole poem is [-]%.

Heaven and earth read along.

Back and forth, actually recited it three times.

The fiery red wishing lanterns took off and spread all over the sky. In the dotted lakes of this water city, there are many candle lantern paper boats floating. Once the wind blows, some capsize, and some burn into fireballs on the water, and will soon become ashes. .

And the ethereal singing came from the painting boat in the distance, the small lanterns hanging on the eaves of the boat, the lights all over the city, and the two bright moons hanging high in the sky, shining brightly on this bustling Qianli Qinglonghuang.

But the voice of reciting this poem enveloped the bustling imperial capital.

Covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Until the entire Azure Dragon Emperor was silent.

Everyone looked up at the sky in amazement.

Because, between heaven and earth, a beautiful poem is being recited aloud.

Suddenly someone noticed something again, and suddenly pointed in the direction of the palace, "Look, what is that?"

"Twelve petals of green lotus phantom"

"There is still the fragrance of ink, and the fragrance of ink is thousands of miles away"

"Shake me quickly, am I dreaming? Isn't this a scene in the legend?"

The entire imperial capital was in an uproar.

The juniors and younger sisters of the Wuxin Academy were not qualified to attend the banquet in the palace, and they were all stunned when they saw the green lotus blooming in the void in the middle of the Azure Dragon Emperor Capital from a distance in the academy.

Zhu Zhenyue murmured: "Recite the heaven and earth three times, the twelve-petalled green lotus is phantom, and the fragrance of ink floats thousands of miles away. It seems that there is an eternal song on the birthday of the White Dragon King today."

Ning Xiaoran said: "When Yuan'er comes back, just ask Yuan'er and you will know the situation."

She looked in the direction of the palace, with some melancholy and nostalgic eyes.

Zhu Zhenyue grabbed her hand, the husband and wife looked at each other and smiled, and Ning Xiaoran gently leaned into her husband's arms.

The younger brothers and younger sisters exploded.
"Eldest brother is actually at the scene."

"Eldest senior brother can obviously rely on his strength to make a living, but now he only needs to rely on being handsome."

"Don't be silly, the elder brother said, he and the White Dragon King are innocent."

in the palace.

Xia Yuan has finished writing an article.

The whole place was silent.

Finally, an old minister trembled and said: "The eternal song, the eternal song, once this poem comes out, I don't know if it will inspire the people of the East China Sea again, and create new profound arts."

The eyes of other royal relatives were full of shock, and they looked at Xia Yuan differently.

Once this poem came out, who would dare to underestimate him?

And this level of talent, how can the talent to understand Xuangong be bad?

Maybe he will become a grand master in the future?
Then today's scene will definitely become a good story through the ages.

Xia Yuan put down his pen, took a sip of the fine wine in the jug, and then looked at the trembling Guo Sheng, "Master Guo, is this poem good enough?"

Guo Sheng trembled all over, this slap in the face was so hard that he almost provoked demons, he suddenly said sharply: "This is not a poem to celebrate the birthday, Mr. Xia wrote it for the occasion, right?"

Xia Yuan suddenly smiled and asked back: "Isn't it?"

"Is it?"

"You celebrate your birthday, can't I celebrate Bao'er's birthday?"

baby?

The audience was silent.

Only the White Dragon King lowered his head and coughed lightly, showing a gentle smile.

Guo Sheng also understood instantly.

They only pay attention to the fact that the White Dragon King is a hundred years old.

But this young man is still watching her overwhelmed.

Although this poem is not a birthday celebration, it can be a lover's compliment to his lover.

Yes.

What's wrong?
Guo Sheng was dumbfounded, a strong sense of frustration pierced his heart.

At this time, the vision of heaven and earth finally slowly came to an end.

But a round of [-]-petal green lotus was slowly drawn back and blended into the center of Xia Yuan's eyebrows. From now on, when he comprehended the exercises, his comprehension would be improved to a higher level, as if it was a reward from heaven and earth to a great talent .

And the whole palace is still filled with a thick fragrance of ink.

Xia Yuan rolled up the poem volume, put on his boots, and walked to Ning Bao's side.

Ning Bao's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she looked up at her lord.

What love story is more beautiful than this poem?

What gift is better than this poem?

The student and the great master looked at each other in the hall of power, and a touch of tenderness bloomed invisible like a green lotus born in the mud.

The next day.

North near Shifu.

Xiang Anran walked through the luxurious corridor, and could hear the continuous whipping of the whip and Guo Sheng's furious voice from a distance.

"Bitch, let you deceive me, let you find a lover, do you know it's wrong?"

Then there was a woman's pleading voice: "My lord, I was wrong, I know I was wrong. Forgive me, forgive me."

"What's the use of knowing? What's the use of knowing? I let you be presumptuous"

"My lord, no. Don't"

Suddenly there was a thin sobbing sound, the sound gradually became thinner than a gossamer, and then completely quieted down.

Xiang Anran stopped in front of the door, hesitating whether to enter or not.

The servant in the house said lightly: "Come in."

"Yes, foster father!"

Only then did Xiang Anran push the door open and enter with a cast of eyes.

I saw the woman who was somewhat similar to the White Dragon King Ning Wuxie, foaming at the mouth, protruding eyes, her body was covered with scars, her skin was torn apart, and there was a tightly wrapped whip around her neck, and she was paralyzed ugly He fell to the cold ground, apparently dead.

Xiang Anran just glanced at it, and didn't dare to look any further.

Guo Shengdao: "White Dragon King indulges his lover to bully our family, and she looks somewhat similar to White Dragon King. Our family killed her, she asked for it, no wonder."

Xiang Anran's heart trembled. It was already spread that the adoptive father took off his boots for Xia Yuan in the palace yesterday. Of course he understood, so he hurriedly said: "Naturally, naturally."

He bowed and bowed his head, not daring to look at this powerful valet.

Guo Shengdao wiped his hands, calmly said: "The last time our family asked you to investigate the matter, is there any news?"

Xiang Anran hurriedly said: "I've found out."

"speak."

"Wuxin Academy moved here from Chiyue Mountain in Zhenbei Prefecture because the Five Swords Academy was exterminated by the Sea Demon Sect.

The Sea Demon Sect wiped out four sects, but this Wuxin Academy got in touch with the White Dragon King because of the blood ancestor's seclusion. "

"Our family only knew about the inheritance of the blood ancestor, and there seemed to be some commotion when he was born. This blood ancestor is a demon, how could it have anything to do with Wuxin Academy?"

"Father, this... I'll check again."

"No need, I'm just going to test you. I know about this. The Blood Patriarch fled from Xiyou Country to live in seclusion in Chiyue Mountain. Before the deadline, he met Xia Yuan. Xia Yuan helped him solve his knot. So the Blood Ancestor helped him stop the people from the Sea Demon Sect, and then entrusted him to the White Dragon King, and as for why the White Dragon King took that brat as his leader, I guess it was because of Wanwan."

Xiang Anran was stunned for a moment, sweating profusely, and hurriedly said: "My son is not doing his job well."

Guo Sheng said: "Okay. The relationship between the White Dragon King and the Blood Ancestor probably arose during the Xiyou Kingdom. You may not know that a huge event has happened in the Xiyou Kingdom in the past four years. Our family only I can figure it out, but it’s probably about the dance of demons, the dusk of the gods, the slaughterhouse of the master, and I can’t even think about it, and I can’t check it.”

Xiang Anran only vaguely knew that Xiyou had become a tricky domain, but he didn't know about it, so he quietly listened to these secrets.

Guo Sheng touched the jade finger, and suddenly smiled strangely: "That kid asked me to help him take off his boots, it insulted me, our family is not as knowledgeable as him, just let him suffer a little bit. An Ran, March Your school party will start soon, right?"

Xiang Anran only felt that foster father didn't have a single word of truth. He really felt like he was accompanied by a vicious tiger that devoured people. Go out and party in March or April."

Guo Sheng: "Look for an acquaintance from the Dongcheng District Academy. During the party, humiliate him. He only locked the quadruple. It's not difficult, right? It's not too much for our family to think that he lost someone once, right?"

Xiang Anran hurriedly said: "Yes, adoptive father!"

"Go down."

Xiang Anran:? ? ?

"What are you waiting for?"

Xiang Anran: "Isn't the foster father going to deal with him?"

"Why are you dealing with him?"

Xiang Anran:? ? ?

You killed an innocent woman in rage.
"Go on, our family is not going to deal with a fluffy kid, An Ran, we have to take a long-term view."

"Yes, foster father!"

Xiang Anran left full of doubts, and then couldn't help but sigh with emotion, after all, the adoptive father is still magnanimous.

after he left.

after awhile.

Guo Sheng clapped his hands.

There was a sudden "click" sound from the floor behind his bed.

The dead woman stared at him with protruding eyes.

Guo Sheng sneered, stepped up and stepped on the woman's head, and kicked it away as hard as trash.

click.
Click
Bang.

A bluestone slab was completely lifted.

In the darkness, a man crawled out of the ground.

This man is as strong as a beast, the animal skin cloak wrapped in it is bulging and swollen by his powerful muscles, and the hood covers half of his face, but the skylight penetrates the window film and reflects into the room, showing his uppercut His white teeth were exposed at the corners of his lips.

When he stood by the side of the bed, he stopped moving forward, and stood silently in the shadows, full of danger and pressure.

If the person from Six Doors is here, you can recognize that this man is the No. 3000 murderer "Heavenly Killer" who has offered a reward of 8 taels.

And this "Heavenly Killer" was the one who took the reputation of slaughtering the Nangong family and other small families, and transferred the people from the northern branch of the Six Gates before the Sea Demon Sect slaughtered the Five Swords Academy.

And the six doors are the subordinates of one of the ten servants.

Guo Sheng didn't even look at Tiansha, but said coldly: "According to our family's knowledge, school gatherings often go to the Town Magic Division to take a small task to kill demons, and then completely disrupt the lottery team. It's half experience, half For fun, when the time comes, kill Xia Yuan's team, and everyone around him. Our family wants him to be separated and skinned alive."

The giant man in the darkness gave a ferocious "hey" laugh.

Guo Sheng said: "This is a trivial matter, let's treat it as a vacation, do it carefully, and don't be caught by the White Dragon King."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head again, and the giant man had disappeared, and the bluestone board was covered again.

Twilight falls.

Dark night
Moonlight panicked.

A boy in pink and jade, wearing a loose robe, is walking under the moon.

The wind blew fiercely around the lanterns, making them rattling.

The red light flickered wildly, with a bit of treachery.

The boy walked in directly from the gate of Beijin Shifu, and the two guards in front of the gate were like blind men.
Can't see him at all! ! !

(End of this chapter)