"My dear friends, this is the memorandum of speech that the lonely king received from the governor of Qinghe yesterday. Please circulate it and tell your opinions."
Wu Wen sits on the throne in the center, with spots on his old face. His voice is a little breathless, as if he has already stepped into the coffin with one foot.
However, even so, no one dares to look down upon him.
Although the tiger is old, its power is still there.
What's more, this is the supreme emperor who is in charge of the Daxuan Sheji artifact and controls tens of billions of lives and deaths in the Daxuan world. Even if he is old, one word can still determine the life and death of Daxuan's civil and military officials.
"To inform my king, the governor of Qinghe County has worked hard for my Daxuan for decades. It's time to enjoy his old age and take care of himself."
"However, he recommended Yushan County Magistrate as the new Qinghe County Magistrate. Wei Chen felt it was a bit inappropriate. In Daxuan's history, there are few examples of people directly going from county magistrate to county magistrate."
"Liu Xuan, the Prime Minister of Qinghe County, is honest and courageous in his work. He is familiar with Qinghe County and has sufficient qualifications. I think Liu Xuan can be the governor of Qinghe County."
After reading the memorial, an old man with gray hair stood up, bowed and said.
He is Gongsun He, the official secretary of Daxuan, one of the six ministers of Daxuan, and one of the most powerful figures in the Daxuan court.
"Your Majesty Gongsun is wrong. Liu Xuan made no great achievements during his tenure as the Prime Minister of Qinghe County. This shows that his abilities are average and not enough to control a county for my king."
"Zhao Yunming, the Prime Minister of Yunshan County, is a respectful and humble man. He has a reputation as a virtuous man and is deeply loved by the people. The minister thinks that Zhao Yunming can be transferred to Qinghe County Governor."
There was a man with a middle-aged face and sonorous speech.
He is Yang Qiandao, the Minister of Rites of Daxuan. In terms of power and influence, he is no worse than Gongsun He in the Daxuan court.
"My king, I think Zhao Jinlong, the commander of the White Bull Guard, is capable of taking charge of Qinghe County on my king's behalf."
"Li Sifeng, a doctor from the Ministry of Industry, has outstanding talents and is qualified to serve as the governor of Qinghe County. I also ask my king to consider it carefully and do his best."
"If you want to use Li Sifeng, you might as well use Zheng Sanlong from the Ministry of War."
Daxuan's other officials spoke out one after another.
The governor of Qinghe County is in charge of one of the ninety-nine counties of Daxuan. No matter who takes the position, he can add an important weight to the prince they support in the fight for the throne.
"First Prince, what do you think?"
Wu Wen looked at the eldest prince Daxuan, who was standing at the front of the court. He was a little fat and looked to be in his thirties, close to forty years old.
The eldest prince, according to previous practice, is Prince Daxuan, the successor to Daxuan. Unfortunately, Wu Wen did not establish a prince, so his position is a bit embarrassing.
However, even if he is not the prince, the eldest prince is one of the most promising candidates to win the throne among many princes, and he has many supporters in the court.
"Reporting to my father, no matter who takes the position of Qinghe County Governor, it is the Holy See, and it is entirely up to my father to make the decision."
The eldest prince said calmly.
To this.
Wu Wen's face is calm.
After asking questions one by one, the answers I got were almost entirely based on my father’s decision.
All the princes have the support of ministers behind them. Whoever they want to join will be determined by the ministers behind them, so they don't have to do it themselves, otherwise they will lose their status.
"Father, since Qinghe County Sheriff has recommended Yushan County Magistrate, this person must be exceptional. Father, you may wish to make an exception and let this person temporarily take over the position of Qinghe County Sheriff to see how capable he is. If this person He is indeed a mediocre and incompetent person, it will not be too late to take him down."
A young man with a face like a crown jade, a towering head, a noble air on his body, and the air of a king stood up.
This young man is the eighth prince of Daxuan, Wu Yuntian, and is the prince of Daxuan. He is also known as the eighth prince. He is one of the few princes of Daxuan who holds the position of prince.
"Xiaojiu, what do you think?"
Wu Wen looked at a woman next to Wu Yuntian who was in the same grade as him, with skin as thick as gelatin, wearing silver soft armor, and her perfect figure was vividly reflected, and her eyes were as bright as stars.
Wu Mingyue, the Ninth Princess of Daxuan, does not like red clothes and prefers weapons. She is a woman who is not inferior to men. She likes to dance with guns and sticks. Wu Wen's favorite descendant is not one of them.
Wu Wen's fondness for Wu Mingyue can be seen from his title. When he calls other princes, he is called prince, but when he calls Wu Mingyue, he is called Xiaojiu.
In addition, Wu Wen also allowed Wu Mingyue to recruit women from all over the country to form a bodyguard, Mingyue Guards. This was a treatment that no other prince had ever received, and Wu Wen's love for Wu Mingyue was evident from this.
"Father, I think what Brother Ba is right is right."
Wu Mingyue said indifferently.
As the princesses with the same mother as Wu Yuntian, Wu Mingyue had the best relationship with Wu Yuntian. Whenever there was a question before, as long as Wu Yuntian expressed his opinion and Wu Wen asked Wu Mingyue, that would be the answer.
Su Qian didn't know about the competition between various forces in the Daxuan Court for the position of Qinghe County Governor. Even if he knew, he couldn't say anything.
At this time, Su Gan told Liu Mang that he had to leave for a while, and with Liu Mang's permission, he rode from Yushan City, dressed in hooded black clothes and a black iron mask, and appeared in a building a few meters away from Yushan City. It is hundreds of miles long and is surrounded by clouds and fog all year round, making it difficult for people to see the true face of Mount Lu at the foot of the mountain.
This mountain, none other than Yunwu Mountain, is where the black market location Su Qian got from Bai Mian.
In the black market, first of all, the first word is black. There is no morality to talk about, and there is no strength. If you are not careful, you will be hacked.
Su Qian had never come before. It was not because he was not interested in the black market where he only heard his name but never saw his trace. It was rumored that there were many treasures appearing in the black market. The main reason was that he felt that he was not strong enough and was afraid that he would be fine when he came and would not be able to go back. The black market was intercepted halfway.
Now that he has first-class strength, even if it can be said to be a small strength in the entire Daxuan, even if something happens, he will have enough strength to deal with it.
So Su Gan came.
"He who comes is stopped."
A man dressed in black and wearing a bronze mask, whose true appearance could not be seen clearly, and whose voice sounded a bit hoarse, jumped out from one side of the mountain shortly after Su Qian set foot in Yunwu Mountain and blocked Su Qian. Way to go.
"I am the master of the Black Letter Iron Order, please lead the way."
Su Gan had heard some legends about the black market before and knew that the location was secret. Each black market required a special person to lead the way before entering, so he casually threw out the iron order with black letters.
The iron order in black letters is the pass.
No matter what your identity is, as long as you hold the Black Letter Iron Order, you are eligible to enter the black market. Without the Black Letter Iron Order, you cannot enter even if you know the location of the black market.
The man in black took the iron order with black letters, checked it carefully, threw it back to Su Qian, and turned around to walk deeper into Yunwu Mountain.
Su Gan followed the man in black, passed through the nine-way and eighteen-turn mountain road, passed through layers of clouds and mist that made it impossible to see the mountain road under his feet, and came to a huge valley.
Where it enters the eye.
It is a valley covering dozens of acres.
In fact, it is a valley, it is better to say it is a square, a square that is no different from some markets in Yushan City. There are many buildings standing side by side, and there are also people like Su Qian, wearing black clothes and masks on their faces. People who can't see clearly their true appearance are setting up stalls.
Looking behind him, there is still a valley in the sky, with clouds and mist curling up. Su Gan finally understands why the black market is so mysterious in everyone's legends.
In this ghostly place, without anyone to guide you, even if you enter Yunwu Mountain, you may not be able to find it. If you are not careful, you will get lost in the thick clouds and mist.
"Hey, this is a skill..."
Su Gan took a quick look around and saw a lot of things placed on many stalls in the valley. Whether he knew something or not, it was all there.
Not long after.
Su Gan stopped in front of a stall owner who also wore a mask and looked a little thin.
"My friend, I have good eyesight. I dare not say anything else. Looking at the entire black market, except for me, no one else dares to say that he has so many skills in his hands."
"Look at this third-rate Kung Fu book, Monkey Fist, which only costs one thousand black coins. This second-rate Kung Fu book, Yue Yue Palm Technique, only costs ten thousand black coins. There is also this first-rate Kung Fu book, Sifang Zhenhai Fist, which only costs three hundred thousand black coins. That’s it.”
"In addition, I also have top-notch, top-notch, and even beyond-the-top master techniques. As long as you are interested, the price is negotiable."
The stall owner had an old voice and drooled all over the place.
"Black coins..."
Su Gan was a little confused.
"Little brother, this is your first time coming to the black market. My surname is Liu. I am the third eldest child in my family. I am known as Liu Laosan. What do you call me little brother?"
The stall owner's eyes lit up.
Hearing what Su Gan meant, he didn't even know about black coins. This was his first time in the black market. This was Hina who was new to the black market. Hina was good. He just liked Hina. He didn't know the depth. So he was fooling... Oh no, it was more convenient to communicate, and he seemed more enthusiastic in terms of speech. Even the title was changed, and he was like a little brother. It made him have a good relationship with Su Qian.
"I won't say the name. Even if I say it, it must be false. You probably won't believe it."
Su Gan's tone was calm.
"Look at me, I'm in a bad mood, little brother, don't blame me."
"Black coins are special currency for the black market. They are circulated and used in all black markets. One black coin is equivalent to one tael of silver. You see, this is the black coin. The number above represents the number of black coins."
"There is a special place to exchange black coins in the black market. If you need it, prepare the exchange goods outside, and someone from the black market will come to exchange it with you."
Liu Laosan laughed aloud and took out a stack of exquisitely made banknotes with black background and different numbers written in gold letters from his arms.
It was none other than black coins.
Even special currency can be issued, and judging from Liu Laosan's tone, he is not worried about it turning into a pile of waste paper. This shows the strength of the black market.
"Let me take a look at the techniques first."
Su Gan nodded slightly.
The main purpose of his coming to the black market was precisely for the skills. With his current strength, the arm-length fist was no longer suitable for him. If he wanted to continue to improve his strength, it was urgent to find a higher-level skills.
I flipped through it casually.
Su Qian had the urge to scold his mother, so he stood up, turned around and left, boasting and boasting, but what the hell was this.
As for the monkey boxing that Liu Laosan just mentioned, it was really just a monkey boxing, but to say that it was a Kung Fu technique would simply insult his IQ.
There are also those things like Duan Yue Palm and Zhenhai Fist. Each one is more nonsense than the last. They are completely pieced together with some incomprehensible things. The illustrations on them are even more random graffiti. You should practice according to them and don't use them. If a person is defeated by refining, then his life is considered to be great.
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