Chapter 131 Moonlit Night The bright moon hangs high. The capital city is brightly lit. It is like daytime, like a fairyland on earth, extremely beautiful and bustling. The Taiji Palace and the Daming Palace, one old and one new, are two imperial palaces, each bustling in its own way. While the current emperor was handling state affairs in the Yanying Hall of the Daming Palace all night long, the current empress was entertaining Shufei, also known as Concubine Yang, the mother of the third prince, in the Ganlu Hall of the Taiji Palace. There was no music or dancing in the Ganlu Palace, and all the eunuchs and palace maids left. Only the Queen and Concubine Shu sat facing each other in silence. No one spoke. The queen didn't speak because she didn't want to communicate with the idiots below.

The Concubine Shu did not speak because she did not dare to communicate with the Queen above. If the Queen had not been so highly skilled and had difficulty giving birth to a child, and had only given birth to a princess, the fight for the throne would have probably been decided long ago. Even if it still goes on, it will just be a formality. Concubine Yang Shu really didn't dare to provoke the queen who had already become a powerful person more than 30 years ago. She was called in unexpectedly tonight, saying that she was invited to a banquet, but she was not scolded. This really made Concubine Yang Shu not know what mistake she had made and how she had offended the Queen. The more this happened, the more frightened Concubine Yang became. The back of my heart was soaked with sweat early on. I sat there for more than an hour until the moon reached its zenith. The queen just spoke, and said lightly: "It's late at night, go back to bed early, and don't let your mind wander." Concubine Yang wanted to stand up and bow to take her leave, but she found that her legs and feet were numb from sitting! For a moment, I had difficulty mustering the strength to stand up. God bless her, although she has been living a life of luxury since entering the palace for so many years, she is still a top-three martial artist, otherwise how could she withstand the criticism from His Majesty. If it weren't for the pressure from the Queen and the fear in his heart, he wouldn't have been so unbearable even if he sat there for a day or ten days, let alone more than an hour. Fortunately, the Queen did not dwell on the fact that Concubine Yang was inappropriate, but pretended not to see it, giving Concubine Yang time to circulate her energy and blood and adjust her condition. After a short pause, Concubine Yang stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty. I will take my leave. I wish you long life and happiness forever." The queen ignored him and just looked on coldly. Concubine Yang Shu felt disappointed and left Ganlu Palace in embarrassment. When they returned to their own chamber, Concubine Yang Shu put away her cautiousness in front of the Queen and growled angrily, "Go! Call the fool here and ask him what he did to offend the Queen!" Su Yun, the nanny who had served Concubine Yang for more than 30 years, did not really leave immediately. She even used her eyes to stop several palace maids who were eager to try to please Concubine Yang.

A bunch of stupid servants who can't tell the difference between the important and the unimportant. Is this flattery? This is courting death! Soon, Concubine Yang Shu's anger subsided by itself: "Forget it, don't go. It will save the fool from complaining that I, his mother, am useless. I dare not compete with Qiansui for favor, and I can't help him get my eldest brother's support. I am useless except nagging him all day long." Nanny Su Yun then spoke up, "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. The Third Prince is very filial to you. Before going to watch the competition today, he specially sent someone to send you a bowl of bird's nest to help you maintain your complexion and stay young forever. That is Honghu bird's nest. You can only pick out one or two ounces of this extremely precious treasure from the nests built by a hundred second-grade great monster Honghu Black Swallows. It is extremely rare." These words immediately made Concubine Yang Shu, whose anger had already subsided, feel better. The anger he suffered from the Queen was quickly forgotten and he no longer cared about it. Went to bed happily. Sleeping is the best secret to beauty. If you want to stay young forever, eating a few bowls of Honghu bird's nest is not enough. Maintenance is a long-term effort that requires daily consideration of all aspects, especially your daily routine. In the Ganlu Palace, the queen was still sitting there, looking into the distance in the direction of the Daming Palace. It was also brightly lit there, even the brightest place in the capital. In the Daming Palace, the brightest palace in the capital, the busiest place is the Yanying Hall. When the emperor is working, he doesn't stay up late alone. The eunuchs of all levels who were in attendance, the officials on duty in the three provinces, the officials in the six ministries, as well as the officials of all ranks on duty in the Dali Temple, the Censorate, the Court of Remonstrance, the Ministry of Immortals and Gods and other government offices were all required to be available at any time. If there is an important matter, or the emperor has issued an order that he must be seen as soon as possible, even if the official in charge of the matter has gone home to sleep, he must enter the palace to see the emperor as quickly as possible. The current emperor rarely torments his subjects like this. The queen's gaze pierced through space and fell on the emperor who was concentrating on reviewing memorials. The emperor felt something and looked up. There was not much emotion in his eyes, only a very faint hint of apology hidden in them, and then he continued to concentrate on reviewing memorials. The queen sighed softly, stood up and walked to the bedroom, lying on the soft bed, unable to sleep. Ever since her daughter overturned the Hua'e Tower a month ago, prompting her husband to force the deposed Crown Prince Ju to death, her husband has never visited any concubine's bedroom again. Whether it is in the Taiji Palace or in the Daming Palace. The other concubines couldn’t see it, so how could the empress, who was a person with great supernatural powers, not see that the emperor had white hair on his temples? Carrying a national destiny that is 30% polluted is no longer an easy task and is a heavy burden. What's more, do you want to eliminate the pollution? "Ugh!" The queen sighed softly, closed her eyes, and forced herself to sleep even though she couldn't fall asleep. Even if you are a person with great supernatural powers, the harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs! Apart from helping her husband stabilize the harem, all the queen can do is to pick up her gun at any time and follow her husband into battle.

I just hope that by then, her husband and she can regain the youthful spirit they had when they were young. There is no need to look for it, those who are still full of youthful spirit are drinking happily at this moment. Taibai Building. Nine talented geniuses from the three southwestern states, Dong Shou, Shan Yi, Xuanhua, Zhu Cong, Lanling, Monk Yuanjue, Yuan Luyao, Liu Yuling, and Shen Qiong gathered together. The top floor is too expensive and the first floor lobby is too noisy. The nine of them got together, booked a private room on the eighth floor, and drank happily. Although Cangyunzhou and Hengyunzhou failed to take the top three in the group stage, and Hengyunzhou lost by one move, it did not prevent the young people from congratulating their three companions from Lianyunzhou. After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food. The nine people emptied the ten jars of the Divine Wine in Taibai Tower. This is a well-known spiritual wine in the capital city. It has drunk more than one person with great supernatural powers, so it is named so. The nine young men were all drunk, not just tipsy, but also a little drunk. Shan Yi put his left foot on the stool and raised his right foot high, with the sole of his foot facing the sky, standing in a split position, and shouted: "Cows and sheep can drink little, but beasts can drink endlessly. Come! Fill it up! Fill it up! Keep drinking!" Kun Dao Xuanhua put away the jade ruyi that he always held in his arms, and also stopped controlling Shan Yi. He pulled the chubby-faced Shen Qiong to sit in the corner and started to read his palm. "Sister Xuanhua, did you figure out what's going on? You've touched my hand over a dozen times!" Shen Qiong's eyes were blurry, her chubby face was flushed, and her voice had a slightly nasal tone but it was not offensive. Instead, she looked as cute and adorable as Mei Yangyang. Xuanhua cleared his throat and recited the sutra in a serious tone: "Qian man and Kun woman, destined for marriage in previous lives. Master Yue Lao, a perfect match. The wife respects and loves the husband, and they tolerate each other. They are loyal and loving. They respect the old and care for the young, and the son is filial and the wife is virtuous. They are happy and will live together for a hundred years." While reciting, he continued to rub Shen Qiong's delicate hands. Shen Qiong suddenly woke up, then was stunned, her little mouth opened, she looked at Dan Yi who was pouring wine into her mouth, then looked at Xuan Hua who was serious, and she couldn't close her mouth for a while. Xuanhua realized that he had let the cat out of the bag, and let go of Shen Qiong's hand as if nothing had happened, and said seriously again: "Your love star is moving, and you will find true love in the near future." "is it?" Shen Qiong's attention was diverted, and she subconsciously glanced at Yuan Luyao who was drinking alone. Liu Yuling was whispering something at the side, but her lips were moving and no sound could be heard. It was obvious that he was conveying the message to Yuan Luyao alone. Xuanhua suddenly said calmly: "He is not your ideal match, let alone your true love, so don't look at him anymore." "what?" Shen Qiong's face suddenly drooped, and then he sighed in a low voice, "Indeed, Brother Lu Yao and Sister Yu Ling are a better match." Xuanhua then said calmly: "Liu Yuling doesn't like Yuan Luyao, there is no marriage between the two of them." "what?"

Shen Qiong raised his head and looked at Xuanhua in surprise, expecting an explanation. Xuanhua kept silent, but stretched out his hand and took out the single wing as fast as lightning. Dan Yi let out a groan, then sat down with his legs together, not daring to do the splits again. The masculine warrior finally calmed down, but the feminine warrior Lan Ling roared for some reason: "Zhu Cong, you big fool, I told you not to save him, not to save him, but you insisted on saving him. Now the third place is gone. How can I, Lan Ling, be worse than that Gao Wei? If we fight alone, I will give him a gun!" However, it was talking about the crucial battle of the three-to-one match in the afternoon group stage. Monk Yuanjue was defeated by Monk Huineng's words and fell into danger. Zhu Cong decided to rescue him, while Lanling wanted to attack fiercely, and they had a disagreement. In the end, Zhu Cong's decision was adopted, which led to Hengyunzhou's defeat to Qingzhou. For some reason, Lanling had a deep-seated hostility towards Gao Wei, the talented warrior from Qingzhou. Therefore, after the defeat, Lanling had been harboring resentment in his heart, which completely erupted at this moment. Monk Yuanjue clasped his hands together, his eyes unclear, and remained silent. Nine people drink ten jars of wine, but it doesn't mean each person drinks one jar and then shares two jars. Instead, the eight people drank one jar each, and then shared two jars. Zhu Cong, the shaman who worshipped Zhenwu, also drank a little too much. He snorted and roared back, "Not saving? Since we fought side by side, we are comrades! What did Wuyi say? Not saving? If you don't save your comrades, will they save you?" Lan Ling was stunned when he heard this, then waved his hand and said, "He is not my comrade! I don't want a monk to be my comrade!" Zhu Cong lowered his voice and snorted coldly: "This is not up to you! On the battlefield, how can you be picky? No matter who you are, no matter what your ideals are, since we are fighting side by side, we are comrades and we must depend on each other for life and death!" "well said!" "Crazy man" Dong Shou slammed the table, "Just for this sentence, let's make it clear. You guys stay here and don't move. I'll go buy some wine." After saying this, Dong Shou stood up, staggered a step, then took a shaky step, opened the door of the private room, and went to find where to buy some wine. I completely forgot that I only needed to press a button on the wall of the private room and a waiter would come to serve me. The door of the private room closed automatically, but because there was one less guest in the room, the sound-isolating magic circle did not automatically open. Touching feelings usually come from within oneself, so they can usually only touch oneself. Lan Ling's anger did not subside because of Dong Shou's applause. Instead, it became even stronger and he shouted even louder: "Zhu Cong, you fool, you recognize others as your comrade, but do they recognize you? They are too lazy to recognize you! You are just a hothead, but you are not willing to give up!" Lan Ling ignored the monk Yuanjue who looked a little strange and sighed, "If we fight again, I'd rather fight two against three, so I can still win. As for that damn Gao Wei, I can hang him up and beat him with a gun! Why let him show off!" Bang. The private room door was kicked open. "Shameless talk!" A handsome boy with evil eyes stood outside the door, mocking and laughing, "How dare a defeated general talk about courage? You are just a frog in the well, with limited knowledge, stupid and conceited!" This evil young man was none other than Gao Wei, a talented martial artist from Qingzhou. Not only is he good at his hands, he is also very good at talking. A barrage of criticism denounced Lanling to the point of being worthless. Lan Ling opened his mouth, about to rant back, but suddenly changed his mind and resorted to provocation: "Where did this wild dog come from, barking so wildly here? I just want to ask you, do you dare to fight again?"

"Ah!" Gao Wei sneered, "I'll fight you if I want to. Am I afraid of you?" “It’s better to choose a different day than to hit it, and it’s now.” Seeing that his provocation worked, Lan Ling set a time to prevent Gao Wei from changing his mind. He really wanted to beat this disgusting face until it was black and blue. "Right now! Right here!" Gao Wei also inexplicably disliked Lan Ling, otherwise he would not have kicked the door without thinking when he heard Lan Ling's words when he passed by. "go!" Lanling stood up and walked out. The other seven geniuses in the private room had no intention of speaking up to mediate. Including Zhu Cong, the Zhenwu wizard who had the best relationship with Lanling. Perhaps he was also feeling resentful because of his defeat. Obviously we can win. So when Dong Shou came back with the wine, only Monk Yuanjue was sitting in the private room with a gloomy expression, while everyone else went downstairs. "Where to go? What to do?" Dong Shou asked hurriedly. Shen Qiong immediately raised his hand and answered: "Lan Ling wants to beat up that damn Gao Wei in Qingzhou, and he also said that he would give him a gun. Let's go and cheer for Lan Ling!" "very?" Dong Shou sobered up instantly and asked in surprise, "He only has one spear, right? Why did he give up another one?" The madman is indeed a madman. They never considered the principle of peace being the most important thing. What is more important than the way of the ancient kings being beautiful? The victory of their companions is nothing. "right." Shen Qiong blinked and realized, "Lan Ling only has a spear. If he lets him use one, won't he be fighting with nothing?" At this time, Lan Ling and Gao Wei, the parties involved, had already arrived at the arena on the first floor of Taibai Tower. The gods are drunk, the gods are drunk. When people drink too much, they tend to get drunk and cause trouble. Therefore, Taibai Tower set up a special arena on the first floor. From the outside, the arena is three feet square, about the size of a square table.

In fact, it was opened up using the Hu Tian technique. The space inside is extremely large and can simulate various environments according to needs. Plains, mountains, hills, rivers, swamps, volcanoes, lakes, deep seas... You can fight however you want! Lanling and Gao Wei didn't do anything fancy and chose the simplest but also the most intense flat arena for a hard fight. The two men jumped into the arena from both sides. The guests who were going down from the ninth floor to the first floor looked over because of the commotion. Lanling took out two pistols instead of the long spear he usually used, waved them a few times, and then put away the one he was holding in his left hand. This is called giving you a gun! Gao Wei had no objection to this. There is a huge difference between a long gun and a short gun, a double gun and a single gun. With a wave of his right hand, a three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared in his hand, with the tip of the blade pointing directly at Lanling opposite him. A war was triggered inexplicably. The cause was just a few quarrels between two teenagers who couldn't stand each other. The crazy student Dong Shou arrived late, and when he arrived, Lanling and Gao Wei had already jumped into the arena. "Boss, do you have any drums?" Dong Shou's eyes sparkled as he found the shopkeeper and asked him questions. "bawl." The shopkeeper pointed swiftly toward a corner, where a battlefield drum was parked. Taibai Tower is so concerned about its customers' needs that they have even set up a special arena. How could they not have face drums? "Thank you." Dong Shou said something, took a step forward, came to the big drum, picked up the drumstick, and started beating it. The drumbeats echoed, passionate and heroic, instantly making people's blood boil, as if they were on the battlefield. Boom, boom, boom, boom... Amid the increasingly rapid and urgent drumbeats, the pistol and the three-pointed, double-edged sword collided once, twice, three times, and countless times. Two dragon-like figures were fighting in the arena, chess pieces meeting their worthy opponents and generals meeting their talented opponents. For a moment, no one could do anything to anyone. The fight was extremely exciting. "Young man's chivalry!" Dong Shou opened his throat and sang loudly, accompanying the music. "The young man is chivalrous, making friends with heroes from the five cities. He is open-minded. His hair stands on end. They talk as if they were living and dying together. A promise is worth a thousand gold. He is brave and unrestrained. He is covered with a light umbrella. They ride flying saddles together. They fight in the east of the city. He drinks wine at the wine shop, and the spring scenery floats in the cold jar. He sucks the sea and hangs the rainbow. He calls the eagle and the dog at leisure, and plucks the carved bow with white feathers. The cunning hole is suddenly empty. The joy is fleeting."

"Happy!" On the ninth floor, the top floor, the third prince was watching the battle taking place in the lobby on the first floor through a mirror, the crazy drumming and his eyes were sinister. Opposite him, the Marquis of Xinxi, dressed as a typical military general, placed his big hands under the table and clenched them into fists. In the eyes of the third prince, this fight was nothing but a child's play and a farce. But in the eyes of New Xi Hou, it was his past. Once upon a time, he was also a chivalrous young man, making friends with heroes from the five cities and keeping his promises as valuable as gold. Nowadays, the situation is so shabby and corrupt that it is disgusting to look at! The Third Prince's mind moved, he dispersed the light mirror, looked at the Marquis of Xinxi, and said indifferently: "I will work hard to promote the approval of the Ministry of War for the opportunity to lead the troops you requested. As for whether it is from Qingzhou to overseas, or from the three southwestern states to Baiwan Dashan, it is not something I can control. After all, I am only observing politics, not taking charge." "Thank you, Your Highness. Your kindness will be remembered by Ma Jinyu." Upon hearing this, Marquis Xinxi stood up and solemnly performed the highest military etiquette to the Third Prince. Normally, military commanders would only do this when they were meeting the emperor to bid farewell. What Ma Jinyu did at this moment was to completely stand on the side of the third prince, and put his personal career, future, life and family on the line. And Ma Jinyu only wanted one thing. The third prince said calmly, "I will ask my mother to see the Queen Mother and ask for a favor. I will ask the Queen Mother to tell the Zongzheng Temple to include Weiwei in my list of candidates for my principal wife." Ma Jinyu said nothing and bowed again. When I stood up, I no longer felt the same emotion as before. So what if they are despicable? If one comes from a humble background and wants to rise to prominence and turn the title into hereditary, in addition to fighting hard on the battlefield and making repeated military exploits, one must also associate with powerful people. The dragon and phoenix of the Celestial Empire can only be members of the royal family! Ma Jinyu will never regret it! (End of this chapter)