Guo Ziyan did not expect that the big fight was really outstanding and a god turned out to be so powerful that he turned into such a god out of thin air and slapped him back.

Faced with Xie Jinhuan's inquiry, he had not yet thought about how to reply, so the Northern Zhou sacrificial priest next to him asked:

"Why do you have the magical powers of my Beiming Sect?"

Xie Jinhuan raised his right hand and several electric arcs emerged in his palm:

"I am determined to be knowledgeable in all schools of thought. Since I was a child, I have been able to learn everything. Moreover, this is the art of sacrifice handed down by my ancestors. Could it be that it has become the exclusive one of the noble school? I cannot learn it by my great people?"

If you only know the art of sacrifice, then it is just like knowing the Taoist Dharma, no one will say anything.

But the "Sun-Safe Mantra" that Xie Jinhuan used just now is the unique magical power of the Beiming Sect, which is equivalent to a minor change of the "Five Thunder Destroying Curse" in Zihui Mountain to use. This is a serious stealing master.

The Northern Zhou priests wanted to argue that this was his unique skill, but even if Xie Jinhuan was really a stolen master, he was able to steal the core method from the enemy country. He couldn't bear to see it, and he even jumped out to complain. Isn't this a joke among the countries?

Guo Ziyan raised his hand and asked the Northern Zhou priests to stop talking nonsense, and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect that Mr. Xie was very skilled in martial arts and his musical rhythm was remarkable. Guo really opened his eyes."

"Shilarious Minister Guo is too honored."

Guo Ziyan had nothing to say, and many officials naturally smiled and felt their faces long.

Emperor Gan didn't know that the living ancestor who was digging the demon-suppressing tomb standing in front of the palace, so he also smiled:

"At a young age, he is knowledgeable and talented. Give him a piece of Qilin and join the seat."

"Wow..."

When the officials present heard this, they all looked envious, and many of the talents almost cried.

The full name of the Qilin Pendant is "Qilin Holding a Book Pendant". Because the great corpse advocates martial arts and respects Qilin, this item means "both civil and military" and is normally only rewarded to ministers who have great meritoriousness.

As for the function, this thing is an auxiliary magic weapon, which can be understood as a "carrying spirit array". Ordinary people can nourish themselves by wearing it, while monks directly "naturally aspirate and turn mechanical booster", which greatly improves the speed of qi training. There are no similar models on the market, and the value of honor is immeasurable.

Xie Jinhuan was really a little excited about this kind of magical object. After thanking him, he returned to the seat.

Wei Lu and others were stunned. As Xie Jinhuan came back, they served a glass toast across the table:

"Brother Xie is amazing. He is actually both literary and martial. What kind of song is he playing? He has been hooking before... I haven't heard it in the piano club..."

"The Five Tigers were granted generals, and the family master did it in private, and it has never been circulated."

"Oh, I'll thank you for a cup..."

...

And the Dukes and the Lady of the Imperial Palace were all whispering, their eyes were nostalgic on Xie Jinhuan, and the meaning of seeking a son-in-law was almost written on their faces, but the Dan King clearly wanted to recruit a son-in-law, so no one would have the nerve to speak.

Linghu Qingmo sat in front of him and saw Xie Jinhuan appearing in front of him, his eyes were filled with stars.

After Xie Jinhuan finished the social event, he came to the front to help pour wine:

"Xie Jinhuan, why do you still beat the drum? I just thought you were going to go up and dance the sword to scare the envoys of Northern Zhou..."

Bo~

Before he finished speaking, Linghu Qingmo discovered that the thick eyebrows and big eyes beside him turned his head and kissed her mouth with lightning speed, and then continued to sit upright:

"I learned everything since I was a child, but I was handling cases a few days ago, so I didn't have the chance to show off these tricks."

?!

Linghu Qingmo noticed the warm touch on his lips, and his face turned red. He looked around carefully and found that no one noticed it. Then he raised his eyebrows and quietly put his hands on Xie Jinhuan's back waist and twisted it hard:

"Say, don't be angry!"

How could Xie Jinhuan waste opportunities on such occasions? Mo Mo didn't dare to beat him up anyway. He just approached him and asked:

"Mo Mo, who is that goatee-bearded gentleman?"

Linghu Qingmo twisted hard a few times and found that Xie Jinhuan had no reaction at all. He didn't even say safe words, and he was helpless. He gritted his teeth and responded:

"Liean man Ye Shirong, what are you asking about this?"

"Ye Shirong..."

Xie Jinhuan has heard of this person's name.

Ye Shirong's origin is not clear. He can start with the turmoil in the eighth year of Jian'an.

In the autumn of the eighth year of Jian'an, Emperor Gan and Prince Dan were protected by loyal servants and escaped from the Ten Kings' Mansion. Emperor Gan did not listen to the advice, but summoned several masters to sneak into the imperial city for the dead soldiers. Ye Shirong was one of the dead soldiers summoned at that time.

According to rumors in the market, Ye Shirong once helped Emperor Gan block a shot, and his serious injury has not yet recovered. He was later awarded the title by Emperor Gan, but there has been no movement since then.

The dead soldiers before the emperor...

Xie Jinhuan confirmed from the ghost wife that this man was hiding the demonic roots and found that the origin was so special that he couldn't help but frown secretly and glanced at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne.

Although he was a little suspicious of Emperor Gan, he was not sure at the moment. Xie Jinhuan thought about it for a moment and suppressed his distracting thoughts first:

"Old Ye's beard is pretty. What do you think I have a goatee?"

"?"

You are afraid you have really drunk too much!

Linghu Qingmo turned his head and rubbed the coal balls and ignored the bad guy...

——

Whoosh ~

Bang bang—

Not long after, the banquet ended, hundreds of palace artists performed dragon and lion dances and other programs in the square outside Linde Hall. The surroundings were colorful fireworks soared into the sky, and outside Linde Hall almost turned into daylight.

The seats of Emperor Gan and even the queen had moved to the top of the Panlong Trail. A eunuch stood behind her with a peacock feather yarn, Cao Foer stood beside her with a whisk in her hand, and Princess Changning and others were also nearby.

Xie Jinhuan had three rounds of wine and stood by the Baishi fence with Wei Lu and others, watching the fireworks party. He was beside him, Mo Mo, who was still pretending to be sulking and waiting for his apology.

Many ministers had drunk three times, and their faces were full of joy. They whispered to each other, talking about Xie Jinhuan's performance in the hall just now.

Li Gongpu is the loyal dog of the emperor and has little popularity and reputation. In such occasions, basically no minister is willing to stand in front of him and make him feel slutty. At this time, he stood alone near the trail with his hands, watching the fireworks on his own, waiting for the emperor to summon him at any time.

Xie Jinhuan looked at it briefly and saw that Li Gongpu's face looked slightly drunk and he should have been easily caught in evil.

But the three emperors, Cao Foer and Li Gongpu were too close to each other, and the risk of him coming over to act was too high. After a little thought, he turned his head and asked:

"Who is Lord Hou Jiye?"

Linghu Qingmo pressed on the coal balls that he was trying to mess around in the square and looked around slightly:

"Then, who is wearing a scree-colored official robe, what are you doing?"

"I went over and said hello."

After Xie Jinhuan finished speaking, he came to a few civil servants and bowed:

"My younger brother Xie Jinhuan, I have met Lord Hou."

Hou Jiye was a student of Fan Li. He was appointed as the Minister of Dali Temple. He was strong and upright. He was a famous iron-headed man in the court. He was basically a "universal" relationship with a flattering minister like Li Gongpu.

However, facing the young man with extraordinary ability and strong and uprightness of Xie Jinhuan, Hou Jiye was very harmonious and said with a smile:

"You don't have to be too polite to you. It's not your previous move. We can't stand the three days of being angry outside the Northern Zhou Dynasty."

The court was full of people. A few old men around Hou Jiye were either censors or extremely angry. At this time, they praised them repeatedly:

"Yes, don't look at Guo Ziyan's smile on the surface. She didn't say a word since then, she's really happy..."

Xie Jinhuan said a few words of politeness, turned to look at Li Gongpu, and leaned closer and whispered:

"I came here and asked about something. Today I heard that a genuine work of "Luojing Fu" written by Ye Sheng was lost in the house of Shilang Li. Well... I copied the calligraphy of Ye Sheng and Mr. Fan since I was a child, and I was really heartbroken about it..."

When Hou Jiye heard this, he glanced at Li Gongpu, his eyes as if he was looking at an old dog:

"This man is extremely favored, and that decorative word is given by the Lord..."

Several old Dengs around him were thinking about how to scold Li Gongpu all day long, and they were surrounded by them at this time and whispered:

"He dares to lose the gifts given by the emperor. If he can't find them, I have to write about two of his books..."

"Nephew Xie must not contact this person. This old man is full of bad water..."

Jilihaha...

And in the distance, next to the Panlong Trail.

Because few people dared to come over and chat and laugh, Li Gongpu always stood by the fence and watched the show. The emperor didn't call him, and he felt quite bored.

But as he looked at this, he realized something was wrong in his eyes!

Looking in a blink of an eye, Xie Jinhuan, who had just appeared in front of the people of Linde Palace, actually ran to "Hou Tietou" and whispered with several censors. While speaking, the few people glanced at him from time to time.

That look and expression, as if I wish I could peel off his skin and bones...

?!

What do you want to do, a little bastard?!

Li Gongpu was shocked and was a little panicked at that time.

After all, these famous trolls gathered together and whispered. If they didn't say a glance at him, they would even look at the emperor. The emperor felt a little nervous and thought secretly - Have I done something wrong recently, and will he be squirted again tomorrow...
To be continued...