The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 There is always a feast in the world.

　　As time goes by, the crescent moon rises, and when the time is approaching, the invited guests in the Mingde Hall gradually stepped out of the hall, with different looks.

Since it is a royal private banquet, wine and food are naturally the best in the world. Therefore, most people’s faces are purple after drinking. With the support of family members, they walked out of the temple and were blown by the cold winter wind in the capital city. Suddenly he was clever, and then shook his head, his eyes cleared a lot.

In the royal powerhouse, even if you are addicted to alcohol on weekdays, the people attending the banquet dare not really get yourself drunk. In case of drunkenness in the Baidi Palace, it will be a big deal in full view. It is not allowed to talk about it tomorrow, even the entire Daxia.

In fact, Zhao Yu left with rouge after serving three cups of wine, and what was left was a private banquet that really belonged to these big summer pillars. People from the north and the south are rare to get together. Naturally, it is inevitable for a while. Sigh.

It is worth mentioning that when Peng Mu, the current captain of the Guandun Mountain Army of the endless mountain jade dragon, reunited with the former captain Tie Zhu, the two who had always shown people with calm and cold faces turned their backs to wipe their tears. Kneel down directly and say sorry.

　　Because of the three brothers of pig, cow and sheep in the team, Zhang Niu stayed forever in the underground of Nanban jungle, in the cold dark river.

　　 This private banquet seems to condense the joy and tears of a whole year. It is the end of the year and a new beginning.

The Daxia people have been paying tribute since ancient times, and this ritual is most obvious in the communication between people. In terms of banquets, although it is a private banquet, there are not so many rules, but there are customary customs for entering and leaving the venue. .

　　 When entering the arena, those with distinguished status are given priority, and once it is time to leave, these people will be the last to leave, so when the six Shangshu level seniors leave, the Mingde Hall is almost empty.

The leaders of the six divisions of Daxia, except that Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry is an old man who is dedicated to research and can speak straightforwardly, the rest are still in the age of no doubt. In the position of Shangshu, they are already extremely young. It was a little lonely in it, but in recent days the Ministry of Punishment was supported by Zhao Yu and its power rose greatly. Therefore, Fang Shangshu's words are also much more than before.

　　 There were two sons and a daughter in front of Fang Fang. Today, the private banquet was brought over. A group of people walked out of the hall. Seeing You Tingjian, who was only with his wife in front of him, appeared to be very lonely, he could not help speeding up his pace, and came to the latter, slowly speaking:

　　 "I said old you, this is about to celebrate the New Year, your dear girl, haven't you found it yet?"

You Rui'er ran away from home, but You Tingjian's heart was stabbed during this period, especially when he wanted to find a trace, the clue would be cut off very strangely, which even made the Book of Rites start to wonder if he was inside. There was the eyeliner left by his daughter. At this time, seeing the Xingbu Shangshu which pot was not opened, You Tingjian snorted lightly, the elegant face was very ugly, and he said coldly:

　　 "How can I bring my children to show off to the old man?"

　　 "How dare you dare!"

　　 Fang Qian hurriedly waved his hand, then walked side by side with You Tingjian, and said:

　　 "Isn't that after hearing the words of the Empress Dowager, I am deeply moved and want to help you."

　　 As soon as this statement came out, You Tingjian's eyes lit up and he blurted out:

"I almost forgot that the Teleportation Department is now under the Ministry of Justice. The old man has been looking for this city for so long. Isn't it possible for this girl to go to other states? No, you hurry up and show me, is she? Ran!"

　　 Looking at the Xingbu Shangshu in front of him with gritted teeth, Fang's mouth twitched, then smiled and said:

　　 "I said Lao You, don't forget, after the private banquet, we are now in the state of Yuanrixun holiday, tomorrow I will not go to the Yamen."

After 　　 finished speaking, Fang Qian put his head close to the Book of Rites beside him, lowered his voice and continued to speak:

"Today I came to see you, and there is one more thing. You know that the Ministry of Justice usually deals with people from Gyeonggi Province the most, but recently I heard that Lord Yoonsan from Gyeonggi Province has not been on duty for a long time. You have always been with him on weekdays. What is the situation?"

　　 After hearing Fangqian talk about Shan Wenbai, You Tingjian's face gradually became solemn, and then slowly responded:

"Before he was infected with a severe cold, and finally healed better, but the news of his son's rebellion followed one after another during the Battle of Nanban, which made him feel sick. I went to see it many times, but was turned away. , And even if your majesty doesn’t hold him accountable, he still approves his long vacation. Before his son’s affairs come to light, in order to avoid suspicion, he should not appear in the Gyeonggi Mansion."

　　 "No matter how you look at this matter, it reveals strange things."

　　 "I think so too, but this is a headache for Your Majesty and Sitian Supervisor. I hope Laoshan can get through this disaster."

You Tingjian sighed, and then he took his wife and boarded the carriage of Shangshu Mansion. The carriage moved slowly, while inside the carriage, You Tingjian was lost in thought. After a long time, he came back to his senses and looked at the lady whose eyes were a little evasive. Open the mouth:

　　 "Madam, tell me the truth, did you reveal the news here to Rui'er?"

　　 Upon asking this question, Mrs. You on the other side hesitated, and then You Tingjian sighed:

　　 "Fuzzy, madam, Rui'er has a character like that. If you can't be sure if you stay outside, something will happen. I know you still have contact and let her go home during the New Year. I can leave the blame for the past. My patience is limited."

　　 "Master, it's not because of you. You are making trouble with finding a girl. Now the people in the whole city only say that my daughter is a girl with a pungent personality. How can you let Rui'er get married in the future!"

　　Mrs. You gave a blank glance at the opposite You Tingjian, and then spoke in an angry voice. Then the latter sighed again and said again:

"Do you think I am willing to do this? The old man is forced to do this for his daughter. Before Rui'er and Brother Shan's kid, although the two did not agree, everyone outside thought that they had made a marriage. Now Shanzi is out. This matter, I don’t want to drag our girls down, you don’t know. Now your Majesty has a lot of speculations and rumors that I have to do with my mutiny. If I don’t make the city full of wind and rain, how can I get rid of this matter? The influence of Ruier."

　　 Whether it is Daxia at this time or any dynasty of the human race, rebellion is a serious crime, so in You Tingjian's tone, deep helplessness is revealed.

But in the middle of Shenjing City, even in a big mansion not far from Zizhu Lane, a girl in green clothes, Yu Ruier, has not realized his father’s troubles. Instead, she tiptoedly approached Sima Annan in the room, but watched The latter was bowing his head to pack the softness, and wrapped it in a cloth, squeezing it hard.

　　 Behind Sima Annan, the girl You Ruier saw this, her face suddenly flustered, she stretched out her hand to grab the corner of the former's clothes, and asked eagerly:

　　 "Smelly fortune-teller, why are you packing up and running?"