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Fengdu is located in the middle of Zhongzhou, and the royal city is in the middle of Fengdu, facing south.
Outside the royal city is a huge open square.
Above the square are paved with clear-striped, white jade-like stone slabs. This kind of white jade stone slabs are produced in the mountains of Youzhou. They are not only tough but also beautiful. None of it can penetrate into the ground.
Outside the Royal City, there are elite guards from the Shenji Battalion wearing armor and riding BMWs every day. In the towering towers of the Royal City, there are masters from the East and West Factory working in shifts day and night, and the guards are extremely strict.
Even the carriage from Hanchang Palace has to go through heavy inspections when it comes here.
"Master Han, I'm offended."
Putting down the car curtain, the young general in black armor bowed and retreated.
Han Changgong waved his hands and looked towards Wangcheng.
Fengdu is the center of Dafeng, the royal city, and the place where Dafeng's luck gathers. In his eyes, it is like a dragon swallowing the sun and the moon, sacred and majestic.
He has traveled through many countries, and no country's luck can compare with the prosperity of Dafeng.
Dafeng's fortune is magnificent, and Dafeng's national destiny is at its peak, but it still has at least four hundred years of national prosperity.
but......
A trace of haze flashed in Han Changgong's deep eyes.
"What exactly is affecting the destiny of the country..."
Looking at the majestic royal city, Han Changgong murmured in his heart.
Dafeng's luck was boiling in the fire. Even if Fengdu City lost its majesty in the previous battle, it did not damage the country's foundation. However, he could see that the country's fortune, which was at its peak, was passing and dissipating.
This range is very small, and even he only discovered it after deducing the national destiny many times.
But luck is inherently mysterious, and national destiny is even more difficult to know. He can deduce the rise and fall of national destiny, but it is impossible to be specific in every aspect.
It is even less possible to know all the reasons in detail.
Tata~~~
The carriage drove across the white jade-like city bridge, passed through the main gate, and headed towards the main hall.
In the empty hall, there is solemnity and dignity.
The shadow of Hanchang Palace stretched so long.
On the throne, King Feng waved his hand:
"Give me a seat!"
Two eunuchs immediately brought chairs.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Han Changgong bowed slightly and sat down.
"Han Qing should not put himself in danger."
Prince Feng sighed slightly, looking a little sad:
"You and the Grand Master are both my secret servants. The Grand Master has left me. If you have any chance, I will be truly alone..."
"My condolences, Your Majesty."
Han Changgong's eyes dimmed slightly.
He and Ji Chonghua had known each other for many years. Although they had different political opinions and he looked down upon him quite a bit, they still had some friendship.
After he came out of seclusion, he went to see Ji Chonghua. Unfortunately, Ji Chonghua didn't believe in Feng Shui and luck, so there was nothing he could do.
"Han Qing has seen that Taoist, has he learned anything?"
Prince Feng looked solemn and spoke calmly.
Hanchang Palace did not hide anything, and told everything that happened after the two met.
"That Taoist was quite friendly to Han Qing..."
There was a ripple in King Feng's eyes. Seeing that Han Changgong's expression did not change, he turned around and said:
"Did Han Qing get it wrong? There is absolutely no problem for a Taoist to become a god, but his life span is only a few years?"
"There may be some discrepancies, but that's generally the case."
Han Changgong nodded slightly and said.
"One Jiazi, one Jiazi..."
Prince Feng tapped the back of his chair, his expression subtle and thoughtful.
Naturally, he had great faith in Hanchang Palace. The reason why he went from a down-and-out prince who had no interest in the throne to where he is today was because Hanchang Palace had contributed a lot.
It's just that Tianshou is only a few years old.
Could it be that that Taoist didn't break through the divine vein?
"Kings!"
Seeing King Feng deep in thought, Hanchang Palace was silent for a moment and then spoke:
"Weichen has been in seclusion for more than a year and has deduced the fortunes of seventy-three states. Except for Zhongzhou, there are seventy-two dragons in the states. Among them, there are dragons that may transform into dragons, including Liang, You, Zhi, Yan, Qi Wuzhou......"
Feeling proud to see the fate of the country fluctuating, he has been in seclusion for more than a year, just to spy on the fate of the country for King Feng and look for hidden dragons.
Pa da ~
After tapping on the back of the chair, Prince Feng lowered his eyes with a condensed light:
"Liangzhou Huangjue Temple, Youzhou Dalongmen, Zhizhou Zhengang Dao, Yanzhou Jishen Sect, Qizhou, Wanjian Villa... As expected, these five major sects are the most threatening... ..”
The strength of Dafeng martial arts is the highest among all countries.
These five major sects all have divine veins at their command, among which Mu Qingfeng of Wanjian Villa is an unparalleled master second only to Pang Wanyang, the Demon Sect of Six Hells, in the weapons spectrum.
His reputation is even greater than that of the old monk Yixiu of Huangjue Temple.
"Although there are many dragons in various places, the hidden dragons in the five states of Liang, You, Zhi, Yan, and Qi are even more likely to transform into dragons. However, as long as the national destiny is stable, neither dragons nor hidden dragons can threaten our Dafeng! "
Han Changgong looked solemn:
"The reason why the various states were able to transform into hidden dragons is simply because our country, Dafeng, was in turmoil and denounced the fate of the land..."
Prince Feng raised his eyebrows, and deep ripples appeared in his eyes:
"According to Han Qing's wishes, what should be done?"
"First, the war with the generals of the Golden Wolf Kingdom must be stopped. Second, the king wants to give up the swords and weapons of the world. Third, light corvees, low taxes, and be kind to the people... "
Han Changgong stood up immediately and spoke ten points eloquently.
King Feng followed the good deeds and wrote them down one by one:
"I quite agree with what Han Qing said, but the details will have to be discussed with all the ministers in the court tomorrow."
"That's natural."
Hanchang Palace slightly cupped his hands and said: "The minister is just a magician. How to implement the policy will naturally be decided by Your Majesty and other ministers."
Speaking of this, Han Changgong paused.
Then he looked directly at King Feng and said:
“There has been no war in the country for twenty years, there have been no major disasters, and peace has prevailed all over the world. The reason why the national destiny has been shaken is not external, but internal!
Your Majesty, please let me deduce the royal city.
Find the culprit behind the debauchery caused by overseas sports! "
The sonorous sound fell to the ground.
Even before hearing the ten articles, he nodded in agreement and followed the good deeds like King Liufeng, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.
call!
In the empty hall, there seemed to be a strong wind ruffling the clothes of Hanchang Palace and moving them.
Prince Feng lowered his eyes to cover his sharp eyes.
After a while, he slowly exhaled a breath, his voice was calm and without any emotion:
"No!"
"Kings!"
Seeing King Feng like this, Han Changgong's pupils shrank, and a huge wave surged in his heart.
An extremely incredible thought flashed through his mind: 'Does he know anything? '
"Han Qing, you have been running all the way, go back and rest."
Prince Feng put his forehead on his hand and said calmly.
Han Changgong's eyes narrowed, and he felt that there was suddenly a cold feeling in the hall. The light fell on Prince Feng through the screen, making it look a little uncertain.
For the first time, he felt something strange.
"minister......"
Han Changgong cupped his hands and lowered his head:
"Resign!"
Calmness returned to the main hall. After a long time, a long sigh suddenly disappeared:
"The widow..."
........
In the middle of winter, there is quite a lot of excitement in Nanliang City.
Especially after the reopening of Yangxiaotang, it was even more crowded. Amidst the noise, several waiters kicked the back of their heads hurriedly, sweating profusely.
Tieshan leaned lazily behind the counter and looked at the guests in the restaurant with boredom.
It has been more than three months since he last separated from An Qisheng, and he has reopened Yangxiao Hall. Apart from bringing back a group of cooks who were taken away by threats, nothing else has been done. hands and feet.
The food and drinks at Yangxiao Hall are always top-notch, and may not be comparable even in the royal city. In addition, An Qisheng has become famous over the past few months, and countless people from the martial arts community come to Nanliang County every day.
There are naturally many guests in Yangxiao Hall.
Snapped!
In the middle of the restaurant, on a crudely built high platform, a storyteller slapped the tree and shouted:
"The peerless demon Feng Qingxuan came alone and killed many masters along the way. Even the eminent monks of Huangjue Temple were killed by this demon!
The Prince of Chivalry was seriously injured again, and the situation was urgent. Everyone in front of the Chivalry Gate was in danger!
At this moment, I heard a dragon's roar piercing the air, and there was wind and dust billowing on the official road in the distance! A person, a red horse, yes, coming from Juechen! "
Snapped!
Xingmu slaps the table!
The storyteller wiped his beard, cupped his hands with a smile and said: "Dear readers, if you want to hear what I have to say, please come early tomorrow morning!"
"Hush!"
There was a sudden boo in the restaurant.
One of the guests slapped his thigh and said, "Old Qi, you are such a sissy, don't try to fool me. I'm not afraid that I will tear you apart and eat you!"
"That's right, that's right, there are so many of us, I'm afraid not one person can drown you with just a spit of spit!"
"Lao Qi, if you want a reward, just say you are fooling me!"
"Rewarded!"
The other guests also laughed and yelled, but no one made any trouble.
Firstly, I heard that books are a joy. Secondly, this storyteller, Lao Qi, is not a good one. He can travel all over the world to tell stories, how can he do it without a few moments?
More importantly, this is Yangxiao Hall.
Although the name of the Blood Demon has been washed away due to the spread of the Beggar Clan, Chivalry Sect, Huangjue Temple and other prestigious sects, no one will forget that this man's name has cost thousands of lives. Lifted.
So, after a while of laughing and scolding, urging and shouting, many people casually threw a lot of copper coins up.
"Hey!"
The storyteller shook his hand, and the money flying in the sky was pocketed in his sleeve.
"Okay, Lao Qi's hands are beautiful!"
Some people couldn't help but applaud.
There were more than twenty high-rollers who had given money to them before. Money was scattered in all directions, and not everyone could catch it in one pocket.
"Thank you for the reward!"
The storyteller first thanked him and smiled "hehe":
"Can you tell me something about a storyteller?"
Tieshan also frowned and wanted to urge the storyteller. Suddenly he glanced and saw several figures rushing in.
"Huh?"
Tieshan was surprised and saw two little guys running in.
Although he hadn't seen them for a long time, he still recognized them at a glance. They were Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao.
"Tieshan, long time no see."
Just as he was about to get up, a hand fell on his shoulder and patted him lightly.
He looked back.
At some point, a white-robed Taoist stood beside him, looking at him with a smile.
