"Dianzhu Han shouted loudly, and everyone came with me. In a moment, more than ten third-level strong men all flew up in the stands of the martial arts conference, followed him to the north, and directly rushed into many strong men from the Buddhist and Demonic Sects. Among the enemies!
The 200,000 people in the stands were dumbfounded, and each one of them had their jaws dropped. They secretly thought, isn’t this Palace Master Han a loser who can’t practice martial arts? How could he become so strong all of a sudden?
However, how could those ordinary people know about Palace Master Han's foresight and keeping a low profile?
I saw Palace Master Han wave his hand, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder was everywhere, and the wind was howling, and he was able to repel the strong men of the Buddhist Demon Sect with just one move..."
At night, in the palace, in the Nuan Pavilion, a group of queens, concubines, princesses, and female relatives of princes and ministers gathered around the table to enjoy cakes and tea, while listening to Nian An vividly explaining the events of the war half a month ago.
Although they had heard about this incident a long time ago, it was still very exciting to hear the story of Nian An, a person who had experienced it firsthand.
After all, Nian'an has been a storyteller for many years, so she is naturally very good at controlling emotions, and any story she tells is full of life and color.
"Princess Nian'an, is Palace Master Han really so powerful? Can one person defeat all the masters in the world and be unable to fight back?"
A princess wearing a yellow dress and various pearls and jade jewelry on her head raised her little hand and asked,
"It's a bit exaggerated. He is not the only one. There are also more than ten third-level members of the Yin Yang Sect. Master Chai, Chen Wuhui, Pan Dengyan and I are also helping in the battle. But the main combat power is still Hall Master Han himself. He has also been Under attack from the enemy."
"Wow, Princess Nian'an, you also personally participated in the battle. I heard that the battle brought together the top masters from the entire Dachuan martial arts forest and Buddhism. It was an unprecedented decisive battle. I didn't expect you to personally participate in it."
"Princess Nian'an is so powerful. I heard that you can also fight against the second rank, right?"
"It feels like the second-grade one is so worthless, anyone can beat it."
"No, no!"
Nian An knocked on the table,
"Second-grade experts are extremely powerful. You can't take it lightly just because you are lucky enough to defeat the second-grade. It was Qingyu who won the second-grade last time, and it was Han Yun who won the second-grade this time. This princess is just playing tricks. "
"Nian'an, I heard that Palace Master Han is a handsome man with unrivaled talent and a rare beauty in the world. Is this true?"
The princess in the yellow dress asked again.
At this time, the elegant empress next to her reached out and knocked her little head, and said with a smile
"Huai Ning, pay attention to your manners. Do you still look like a princess?"
"Oh, Queen Mother, I just want to ask."
"Are you going to ask someone if they are married next?"
The queen rolled her eyes at her young daughter helplessly.
Hearing this, Nian An put a smirk on his lips and said leisurely,
"Dianzhu Han is naturally a handsome and elegant figure, and he is ranked number one in the world in terms of martial arts and combat prowess. He is truly the most amazing man in Dachuan.
The most important thing is that he is only twenty years old and not yet married..."
Today is New Year's Eve, and not only is the harem holding a banquet, but the front palace is also holding a banquet.
Every New Year's Eve, the emperor would entertain ministers and foreign envoys in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Different from the large round table in the harem, the front palace had more rules. Everyone had a small square table in front of them, and a maid brought food to everyone.
Sitting at the front is the prince, followed by the prince, marquis, etc. The ones at the back are the officials of the day, and the ones near the door are the foreign missions. The rules are strict.
In the middle hall, there were dancing girls dancing gracefully to entertain the ministers.
The reception was already halfway through. Because the emperor was happy today, the atmosphere was better. All the ministers got up and toasted to others, so they were less restrained.
As for why the emperor is in a good mood, it is naturally because the Buddhist sect, the great enemy of the Central Plains, has killed more than a dozen third-level people, and the demon sect that has been causing trouble in Yunchuan has also lost several third-level people. In addition to the few killed by Qingyu at the beginning of the year, the demon sect and Buddhism can be said to be His vitality was severely damaged, and the emperor was naturally happy.
The emperor's mood is the barometer of the court. For an emperor with high prestige, his smiles and anger have to be pondered by his subordinates for a long time.
The emperor was rarely in a good mood today, and everyone was changing glasses, making it very lively.
Wang Fugui wore a prince's python robe, stood up with a wine glass in hand, walked towards the back, came to Chai Yuan, and sat down directly.
"Why did you come to me instead of toasting His Majesty?"
Chai Yuan smiled.
Everyone now knows that Mr. Chai, the Minister of Civil Affairs, has a very good personal relationship with the Sixth Prince, because they have gone through the Demonic Land together and attended martial arts conferences together.
However, politically, Chai Yuan did not stand on either side, and the sixth prince did not show any signs of wanting to seize the throne. He just fished and fished in the household department all day long, like an idle prince.
Moreover, the two never united on political orders, which made the political opponents of the Donglin Party unable to grasp anything.
There was once a provocative person who impeached the sixth prince Chai Yuan for forming a clique for personal gain, but the ministers were not very cooperative. Firstly, the Donglin Party was so powerful that unfounded things could not bring down Chai Yuan. Secondly, The Sixth Prince was quite popular, and there was no benefit in dealing with him.
The emperor also said personally that Chai Yuan and the Sixth Prince were just personal friends and had no political affiliation for personal gain.
So the two of them can blatantly hook up with each other.
"The prince hasn't gone to propose a toast yet, so why should I be in such a hurry? If I go now, wouldn't it appear that I am eager for quick success and instant gain, and become a thorn in the prince's side?"
Wang Fugui clinked glasses with Chai Yuan, then drank it all in one gulp, then picked up the jug on Chai Yuan's desk and poured a glass of wine, tutting his tongue and saying,
"This wine is really tasteless, not as good as Qingyu's good wine."
Hearing this, the official minister next to him smiled and said,
"Your Highness, why is Marquis Annan not here today?"
"He, I can't even see him. He is concentrating on practicing in seclusion. He doesn't care about fame and fortune. He didn't even go to the martial arts conference."
"No wonder he has such strength at such a young age. He doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window and only reads the books of sages."
"Haha, that's that, that's..."
Wang Fugui was chatting with the Minister of Civil Affairs. Chai Yuan was a little bored and turned to watch the dancers dance.
Mr. Chai looked upright, so he naturally looked at it with pure admiration.
Suddenly, Chai Yuan frowned slightly and his eyes became suspicious.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Fugui noticed something strange about him.
"There's something evil about it."
Hearing this, Wang Fugui's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Chai Yuan in disbelief.
Chai Yuan stood up, took out the Tianyuan pen, and drew a Confucian rune in mid-air. Through the rune, he could see clearly that the dozen dancing girls in the middle were all foxes!
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
Chai Yuan shouted loudly, then flew towards the middle of the hall with Tianyuan pen in hand.
Some people died, but not completely...
