Chapter 271 Seating The next Palace. The Zhengde Hall was filled with tables. Outside the central aisle of the hall, there were three rows of tables on both sides. There are more tables outside the main hall. There’s no way, the Zhengde Hall is only this big. It is your Majesty's 100th birthday and there are many people coming, so this is the only way to arrange it. Early in the morning, civil and military officials rushed to the Zhengde Hall. People from the eight prefectures, the demon clan's envoys, city lords from various places, the chief of the Demon Suppression Office, sects, and aristocratic families all entered the palace. Chen Xian and others were in the palace, so they were not in a hurry. This kind of banquet would not be over in less than three days. Just the part of presenting gifts would probably take up most of the day. The main banquet would be on the second day, and the thank-you banquet on the third day. The thank-you banquet ended and the birthday party also ended.

After Chen Xian and others had breakfast and were about to go to Zhengde Hall when Tang Can and Ning Shiqi arrived. "Chen Xian, you are so lucky!?" Ning Shiqi said with a smile. Chen Xian smiled. Ning Shiqi’s cultivation speed was really fast and he had already reached the perfection of his spiritual infant. The beautiful princess was two years younger than him. But he is a cheater, while others are truly talented. At this rate, Princess Seventeen will definitely reach the Wanxiang Realm before she is thirty years old. Compared with Li Hanyue from the Zhenwu Dao Sect, her talent should be no less. It's a pity that she is a princess. If she was a prince, I'm afraid Emperor Ning would give the throne to her. "Greetings, Princess Seventeen!" He bowed. Ning Shiqi smiled, and her bright eyes turned to look at Lu Bai: "Are you the Lu Bai who defeated my fifth brother yesterday?" "Exactly!" Lu Bai looked at Ning Shiqi with a smile, but he was actually quite surprised. This seventeenth princess looks younger than Chen Xian, but she actually has a perfect spiritual infant? You must be a Tiangang before you are twenty years old! He was surprised that there was such a genius among the Ning royal family! "Hmph, at the martial arts conference in three years, this princess will come to compete with you to see who is more powerful!" Ning Shiqi said confidently with his hands behind his back. Lu Bai smiled and said, "Okay, I just like to compete!" Ning Shiqi curled his lips, glanced at everyone and said, "It's my father's 100th birthday, what gifts have you prepared?" Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment. It’s not that they didn’t prepare gifts, but were they going to take them out now? Lu Bai smiled and said, "Your Highness the Princess will know in a while." Ning Shiqi curled her lips: "Tsk, anyway, it's not as good as this princess's gift!" She had already given the gift to Emperor Ning, which was the picture of Immortal Lu in white clothes. Everyone immediately went to Zhengde Hall. When they arrived, there was a huge crowd of people in front of the Zhengde Hall.

Chen Xian took a quick glance and found that it was different from the neat and tidy feeling he had seen on TV dramas in his previous life. Of course, the main reason was that no one was seated. There were only four people, including the eldest prince Ning Quan, two old ministers, and an old eunuch, arranging seats. The seating arrangement is also very particular. Some people sit inside the hall, and some people sit outside the hall. For those sitting in the main hall, there are rules as to who sits in the first row and who sits at the front of the first row. Ning Shiqi led Chen Xian, Lu Bai and others directly into the hall. The eldest prince saw them and stepped forward immediately: "Sister Shiqi, your seat is in the front, next to father. Master Lu, please follow me!" Lu Bai waved his hand and said, "King Wu is not in a hurry. Chen Xian and I will sit together. He sits there and I sit there." Hearing this, Ning Quan glanced at Chen Xian. Chen Xian's seat was indeed in the main hall. After all, he was the Marquis of Divine Bravery and the chief of the Fengtian Realm Demon Suppression Office. He was a young talent that his father the Emperor valued highly. But I was not qualified to sit in the first row on both sides, and was arranged in the last row. "Mr. Lu, you are of a different status. You are here to celebrate my father's birthday on behalf of Prince Lu. You should sit in the front row. The order of seats cannot be messed up." Ning Quan said. Hearing this, Lu Bai frowned: "Is it so troublesome!" Chen Xian smiled and said, "Brother Lu, just listen to King Wu's arrangements." Seeing Chen Xian speak, Lu Bai nodded and left with Ning Quan. At this time, the old eunuch Wei Cheng came over with a smile: "Master Shenyong, your seat is over here." Chen Xian nodded lightly, and followed Wei Cheng to the seventh seat in the last row on the right and sat down. He had no objection to this position. As long as it's not too outrageous, any arrangement is fine. Sitting on his left was a middle-aged man with a heroic face, whom he did not recognize. Not long after, a sixty-year-old man in armor came over to the right. He was also in high spirits. He glanced at Chen Xian and frowned slightly, obviously feeling a little surprised to have such a young man sitting next to him. Chen Xian didn't pay attention to the old man's eyes. He looked at Lu Bai, Tang Can, and Xiahou Feng. They were sitting on the same side as him, but they were sitting in the first row, and their seats were very close to the front. He even saw Feng Zhiheng, a special demon from the demon clan, sitting in the fifth seat in the first row on the left. "He's here too?" Chen Xian frowned slightly. He had seen Feng Zhiheng, a great demon saint from the Fire Phoenix clan of the demon race, who was equivalent to a minor success in the human race's magical power realm. Its strength is about the same as the Thunder Frog he killed. "Will Cang Mingyun and Cang Mingjin come too?" he murmured in his heart. Just as he was thinking about it, two people came to the door of Zhengde Hall. They were Cang Mingyun and his sister.

Ning Quan personally stepped forward to make arrangements. "Chen Xian!" Cang Mingjin followed Ning Quan, her eyes scanning the hall. In fact, she had already looked outside the hall, but did not see any trace of Chen Xian. At this moment in the hall, she finally saw Chen Xian. Chen Xian gave Cang Mingjin a harmless smile. Cang Mingjin was so angry that her hair stood on end. She clenched her fists tightly, wanting to hold Chen Xian in her palms and crush him to death bit by bit. Cang Mingyun also saw Chen Xian. When enemies meet, their eyes are particularly red. His eyes immediately glowed red, and he suppressed his anger for a long time. Chen Xian sat there without caring. The old man in armor beside him couldn't help but turned around and asked, "Why haven't I seen you before?" Chen Xian glanced at the old general in armor and said, "I'm Chen Xian, what's your name, old general?" "The Brave Marquis Chen Xian?" The old general looked surprised and looked Chen Xian up and down. He had heard of the name of the Brave Marquis Chen Xian. There was a saying in Fengtian that it was better to offend the King of Hell than to offend Chen Xian. He didn't expect that the Brave Marquis was so young. "I am Zhang Fuyong, the Marquis of Wuyong." The old general said in a buzzing voice. "Marquis Wuyong?" Chen Xian blinked. He is the Marquis of Shenyong, and this old general is the Marquis of Wuyong. Looking at the latter's cultivation, he has also reached the ninth level of Tiangang. This level of cultivation is not considered weak in the imperial court. Marquis Wuping didn’t have this strength before. "Excuse me!" Chen Xian said with a bow. The latter was named the Marquis of Divine Bravery. His cultivation strength was only one aspect of his decision. The most likely possibility was that he had relatively high achievements. Zhang Fuyong smiled and nodded: "The name of Shenyong Hou is well-known. After seeing him today, I can see that he is indeed a promising young man." "You're too kind, old general!" Chen Xian said with a smile. Half an hour later. The seating arrangement in the hall was completed, and Ning Quan and an old man talked with Lu Bai and others. Another old man and the old eunuch arranged the seating outside the hall. "Old General, who is the old man sitting with His Royal Highness the Prince of Wu?" Chen Xian asked in a low voice. Zhang Fuyong took a look and said, "It's Prime Minister Sima Yi. Haven't you seen him?" Sima Yi? ? Chen Xian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. Since Prime Minister Sima had such high level of cultivation, why didn't he follow His Majesty when he went to the Demon-Suppressing Pass? "What about the old eunuch?" "Wei Cheng is the eunuch who serves His Majesty. He has served His Majesty since the time of Taizu. Up to now, he has served seven emperors and his position in the palace is unshakable." Chen Xian nodded secretly. He always felt that the old eunuch was not simple, but with his eyesight he could not see through the old eunuch's level of cultivation.

"Where is the old man next to Wei Cheng?" "Is this your first time in the palace?" Chen Xian nodded. Zhang Fuyong smiled and said, "No wonder. That's Prime Minister Yuwen, Yuwen Huacheng. There are left and right prime ministers in the court. The left prime minister is in charge of military officials, and the right prime minister is in charge of civil officials. Since he is in charge of civil officials, then Prime Minister Yuwen's cultivation and strength are not low." Chen Xian nodded secretly. He could tell that Yu Wencheng had the strength of the third level of Wanxiang cultivation. Next. Zhang Fuyong introduced the people sitting in the first row to Chen Xian one by one. "That young man in white, I don't know him either. He must be someone important since he can sit in the front row..." Chen Xian looked and realized that Zhang Fuyong was talking about Lu Bai. "That's Tang Can, Princess Shangyang. You should know her." "Sitting next to him is Master Xiahou." "That's Duke Cai." "Duke Lin." "The Duke of Qin." "Duke Pang." Soon, when introducing Duke Pang, Zhang Fuyong paused for a moment and glanced at Chen Xian. Chen Xian also looked at the eighth seat in the first row on his side. The old man there looked somewhat similar to Pang Wenling, with gray hair and beard. His cultivation level was at the eighth level of Wanxiang, which was more powerful than Pang Wenling. "His name is Pang Wuling. Apart from old Grand Tutor Pang, he has the strongest cultivation level in the Pang family, at the eighth level of Wanxiang." Zhang Fuyong said. "The Pang family still has an old master?" "Yes, there are not many old masters in the eight prefectures. There are only three old masters, Master Pang, Master Lin and Master Sima. The three are about the same age, about 170 or 180 years old, and have cultivated half-step magical powers. They are all old and rarely ask about the affairs of the court. They will not come to occasions like this." Chen Xian nodded secretly and moved his eyes away from Pang Wuling. The Pang family was determined to kill him, but this visit to Kyoto City was not the time to settle accounts with the Pang family. "Your Majesty is turning 100. Your Royal Highness the Prince of Wu isn't young anymore, is he?" he asked. Zhang Fuyong nodded: "He looks young, almost sixty years old." Chen Xian glanced at His Royal Highness the Prince of Wu and said nothing more. This is how the world of martial arts is. If you live longer, being fifty or sixty years old is nothing. Your Majesty is still as vigorous as a dragon and a tiger at the age of 100. He knew that Gu Qingyang and Pharmacist King were also seven hundred years old. When one’s cultivation reaches a high level, one can live for a thousand years or even longer. "His Majesty is here!"

Just as Chen Xian was deep in thought, an old eunuch's voice was heard. He looked up and saw that it was the eunuch Hou. Outside the hall, Wei Cheng walked out with Emperor Ning. Ning Quan and other princes and princesses stood up and said, "Welcome to the Emperor, and wish him prosperity and a long life!" Immediately afterwards, everyone stood up and saluted Emperor Ning: "Welcome Your Majesty, I wish Your Majesty prosperity and a long life!" Feng Zhiheng also stood up, but he did not speak with the crowd. "My dear ministers, special envoys, sect elders, and lords, please take a seat." Emperor Ning said with a smile. He waved to everyone and sat on the dragon throne. Everyone sat down. The old eunuch Wei Cheng said some words of thanks, and then Ning Quan stood up and presented his gift. (End of this chapter)