The entire attic is not big because it is covered with a lot of ground dragons and the room is steaming. On the bookshelf against the south wall, Li Ganshun took out a heavy book and placed it on the table, looking at it.

The eunuch who was serving the side did not dare to show his anger. He tiptoed to open the cover of the palace lantern and used a signature to provoke the wicks of the oil lanterns. The room suddenly shone.

At this time, the sound of hurried footsteps came, and a man gently pushed open a crack in the door and whispered: "Your Majesty, Wang Zhen, the Minister of Rites, asked for a visit."

The Western Xia imitated the official system of the Song Dynasty and also established three provinces and six ministries. In the Song Dynasty, although the Ministry of Rites was one of the six ministries, its status was roughly ranked behind the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue. However, in the Western Xia, due to the implementation of Chinese studies, the Ministry of Rites had the right to meet the saints at any time due to the implementation of Chinese studies.

Li Ganshun closed the book, nodded tiredly and said, "I'll tell him to come in, what time is it now?"

"Report to your Majesty, it's already noon."

Li Ganshun sighed and suddenly said, "Time flies, I don't have much time." He pursed his lips and stared blankly at the bookshelf in the distance.

Yang Zhen, the Minister of Rites, tiptoed in, and bowed: "I have seen Your Majesty."

Li Ganshun raised his hand and said, "Sit down and talk."

Yang Zhen bowed and sat down at his lower head, saying seriously: "Your Majesty, I have discussed with the various ministries and finally listed some regulations for choosing a son-in-law. Please check it out."

After saying that, he took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it to the eunuch. The eunuch handed it over to Li Ganshun to see.

Li Ganshun smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for your hard work." Then he looked briefly and raised his eyes and said, "What are you doing in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

Yang Zhen was confused and looked up at Li Ganshun, thinking to himself that His Majesty is usually the best to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Last time he came to ask whether he would join some Chinese studies during the selection. Li Ganshun also nodded, but why did he have this attitude today. He hurriedly said: "Your Majesty..."

Li Ganshun shook his hand and interrupted him: "This is not necessary. Calligraphy and painting can only cultivate the mind and character. How can we be the standard for choosing a son-in-law? I am a horse in Daxia who wins the world. If you choose a son-in-law, you should focus on bows and horses."

Yang Zhen was slightly stunned, raised his eyes and glanced at Li Ganshun again. Seeing his calm face, he could not see any expression, he whispered: "Your Majesty..., the bow and horse can win the world, but it cannot rule the world. These principles were said by Your Majesty himself, why..."

Li Ganshun smiled and said, "This is not the time to talk about these principles. In short, just follow this."

Yang Zhen said: "If the princes of various countries are allowed to fight against each other's arch and horse, there will inevitably be casualties. If so, how can Daxia explain to all countries? Furthermore, most of the princes sent by various countries are scholars with no power, and they are afraid that they will lose before they can get on the horse."

Li Ganshun nodded: "Your concerns are not wrong. It is better to do this. The princes and princes of all countries have brought their trusted guards. These people must be elite soldiers and generals. Let them compete for victory on behalf of their respective masters. Whoever has a skilled archery and horse will marry whom my princess will."

Yang Zhen was still confused and found that Li Ganshun today seemed different from the past, so he nodded and said, "I understand."

Li Ganshun said again: "Is the King of Kings doing well?"

Yang Zhen said: "It's good that other things are just a little arrogant. Last night, I had a conflict with the Khitan prince for some reason, and I actually beat the Khitan prince."

Li Ganshun was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "He is a little more impatient, but his nature is still good. I heard that he is skilled in archery and horses and is a powerful general who is rare, right?"

Yang Zhen said: "I heard that he had fought with the Jin king everywhere and made great contributions. Although he was not a legitimate son, he was extremely respected by Wanyan Agu." Yang Zhen lowered his voice and continued: "In the Jin Dynasty, many people support him as the crown prince of the Jin Dynasty. However, these are all rumors. I don't know what the details are."

Li Qianshun smiled faintly and said, "He brought eight hundred Jin samurai. I want to see how powerful Jin samurai are in three days. I am tired. Let's go down."

When Yang Zhen came out of the warm pavilion, he patted his head and couldn't help saying, "So that's it. In three days, the Jin Kingdom will win." Then he sighed, and couldn't help but fight a cold war, and couldn't help but shrink the shawl behind him.

How could Yang Zhen take advantage of this change of heat and cold? Fortunately, an eunuch had already prepared a fox fur cloak and trotted over to Yang Zhen and said, "Your Majesty said that Lord Yang is old and cannot bear the cold. Let the servants send him a cloak to cover the cold." After that, he said, "Your Majesty also said that recruiting a son-in-law is not about the prince's talent and ability. For our Daxia Kingdom, Lord Yang will work hard, and the prince of the Jin Kingdom must win."

Yang Zhen put on his cloak, and he felt warm from his body to his heart. He said seriously: "Go back and tell Your Majesty, I understand."

After leaving the palace, he got into a warm sedan chair and arrived at the Ministry of Rites. An official from the Dangxiang tribe of the Ministry of Rites rushed over and said angrily: "Mr. Yang, I won't do this job anymore, so I will ask Your Majesty to remove my post. The official would rather go home to take care of his old age."

The visitor was Li Wan, the head of the guest. Yang Zhenping had a good relationship with him and said with a smile: "Why are you raising your old age? What's the matter for Lingzun to support him?"

Li Wandao: "It's not that King King's Prince Wanyan Zongjie is really hateful. Not to mention the conflict with Yelu Yinde yesterday, but today, he has conflict with Duan Xian from Dali Kingdom."

Yang Zhen stroked his beard and smiled bitterly: "Honest it, now he is just a guest. If he becomes the prince of the dynasty in the future, then don't you have to live? As for the princes of various countries, they will temporarily move to the Honglu Temple and live with the Prince of Penglai of Song State. If you can't afford to offend, you will hide."

Li Wan was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't that Chen Ao also caused trouble?"

Yang Zhen said: "It's not entirely true, at least it's better than Yelu Zongjie. OK, you can do it quickly, I still have the regulations to write."

Li Wanman had no choice but to go reluctantly.

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The Honglu Temple finally became lively. The former Goubuli is now full of guests. Chen Ao came back from the street in the afternoon and saw cars and horses parked at the door. After asking a brief question, he realized that the princes of Tubo, Dali, Khitan and other countries had been moved here.

As soon as he entered, he saw Yelu Yinde coming over with his eyes in black and blue eyes, pulling Chen Ao to eat tea and complain while complaining, which was nothing more than saying that the Jin people were arrogant and unreasonable.

Chen Ao smiled faintly and said, "It's all like this. Brother Yelu is used to it. What are you sceptical about with him? But his punch hits you in the face, making you much more handsome and more casual than before."

Yelu Yinde covered the bruises on his face and smiled bitterly: "Brother Chen is joking."

As he was speaking, the Tubo prince happened to come in. When he heard the word "barbarian" and seemed to be stung by a bee, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yelu Yinde and said, "What are you going in the fog?"

The Tubo prince had a golden ring on his nose, followed by braided tassels, and his face was bronzed. Even his clothes seemed to have not been replaced for a long time, and there was a stinking smell from afar. It is said that this is the custom of the Tubo country. People can only take three baths in their lifetime. If they have more, they will blasphemy.

The man in Qiwu snorted coldly, and he was straightforward and said, "Why are you still here to be humiliated as a barbarian?"

Chen Ao and Yelu Yinde looked at each other. They were talking about Wanyan Zongjie, but who knew that this brother Qi Wu felt so immersive. He looked at each other and then laughed.

Honglu Temple became lively since then. Most of them were the same age, had similar identities, and had common enemies. They finally got along well. The next day, the constitution for choosing a son-in-law in the Western Xia Kingdom was finally released. Three days later, the princes of each kingdom led the guards to gather in the suburbs of Longxing Prefecture, and each led his troops to fight against each other. The winner won the championship.

After reading this charter, Yelu Yinde's face changed drastically and he said angrily: "The Xixia Dog and the Jin Kingdom are so angry that they are too bullying. Isn't this obvious thing to Wanyan Zongjie to win the championship? Why are we asking us to do? It's outrageous. Come and pack up our things, and we will return to our country."

The Tubo prince also snorted coldly. If the Jin Kingdom alliance with Xixia, it would be a disaster for Tubo. Xixia had a strong Jin Kingdom as its backing. If it continued to attack Tubo, where could Tubo resist it?

Duan Feng from Dali Kingdom was the most free and easy. He came here without desire or demand. If he had the chance to embrace the princess, it would be better. If he didn't have it, he wouldn't feel regretful. But his relationship with Wanyan Zongjie was tense. At this time, he saw the people of Xixia deliberately let Wanyan Zongjie go, swaying a fan in his hand, and sneered: "It's ridiculous, ridiculous..." and then walked away.

Chen Ao did not go to see the list in person, and Yelu Yinde quickly came over to tell him. Chen Ao was not surprised. It was reasonable to let the Jin people go to the Jin people and it was normal. If he was the king of Xixia, he might as well add one: Those with a smooth face are not allowed to participate in the selection, and those with acne are given priority.

Because Wanyan Zongjie's face was covered with acne, if he posted this, everyone except him would be stripped of the qualification to participate.

It is a politics to marry a daughter in Xixia. Where can I have any feelings? Seeing Yelu Yinde telling her anger, Chen Ao smiled faintly and said, "It is reasonable for Xixia to favor Wanyan Zongjie. I don't have to complain anymore. Since I want to fight, it doesn't matter if I fight against him. The Khitan cavalry is also famous all over the world. Why, Yelu has no confidence?"

Yelu Yinde said ashamedly: "Where, where, Brother Chen has never seen the power of the Golden Dog. His momentum is enough to change the color of the heaven and earth, and his opponents are trembling. The guards I brought are all carefully selected elite warriors, but when compared with the Golden Dog, I am afraid that they will not even have a chance of winning."

Chen Aohe nodded and said, "What are the tactics usually used by the Jin people to fight?"
Chapter completed!