Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

Qingyun Peak fell into a long-lost silence.

The atmosphere of silence weighed on everyone's heart.

thunderbolt--

The sky is blue and the sun is bright, spring and scenery are bright, the sky is cloudless and clear, and suddenly there is a thunder that is as thick as an arm.

The sound of the wind suddenly picked up, slowly blowing everyone's messy mood, anticipating the cold spring, it was a bit piercing at this time.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and a group of ministers headed by Lan Aiqing stood still, their clothes flying and making loud noises.

Their figures stood on the square of Qingyun Peak like strong pines, tall and straight like the last backbone of a ruined dynasty.

Force the palace, the long-planned forced palace!

Emperor Wu looked at the scene in front of him silently, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, forming a curve.

It turned out that it wasn't a group of wine bags and rice bags.

Emperor Wu sneered, lowered his head slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

He is like well water that is so calm that no one can see any signs of trouble.

"Let me abdicate?" Emperor Wu chuckled, "Your jokes are getting more and more interesting."

After finishing speaking, before all the ministers could speak, Emperor Wu continued: "I want to know whose attention it is?"

"It's you, Lan Shousong?"

"It's you, talking about merit?"

"Or is it you, Zhao Shuihu?"

Zhao Shuihu was obviously joking, but none of the people present thought that Emperor Wu was joking.

But the prime minister is not here, who is Emperor Wu talking about?

Bailudong Academy.

As usual, Mr. Qi kicked out sunspots and played Go on his own.

Suddenly, an old man in black robe appeared on the opposite side. It was Zhao Shuihu, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty.

The old man was smiling and full of energy. He looked like he was decades younger all of a sudden.

"The chess game you arranged?"

Mr. Qi asked softly.

"nature."

Zhao Shuihu narrowed his eyes slightly, gently raised his hand to pick up a piece of white stone, and placed it on the chessboard.

"Too rash."

Mr. Qi was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"I can't wait." Zhao Shuihu shook his head, "The luck of the Southern Kingdom is approaching, so it won't last long."

"But, it can last for three years, can't it?"

"Three years?" Zhao Shuihu sneered, "Old Qi, why did you lie to me?"

"If I'm not wrong, the war in the northern border has started again." Zhao Shuihu said calmly, "I'm a little curious. During the war a few months ago, it seems that the plague alone won't need you to take action. ?”

Zhao Shuihu smiled slightly, "Are you really just going to see that child for a year?"

"Yes and no."

Mr. Qi said softly: "He is scolding you."

"Good scolding!" Zhao Shuihu laughed loudly, "If he can really abdicate, I have done a good deed for Jiangshan Sheji."

"I was an official in the court, and I never looked at other people's faces. I only ask for four words, and I have a clear conscience."

"The people in the world are miserable, but he wants to pretend to be deaf and dumb. He really deserves to be beaten."

Mr. Qi looked at Zhao Shuihu in front of him, as if he saw the child who came to the academy to study decades ago. At that time, there was always a faint light in his eyes.

Now, I see it again.

"Is he related to the incident sixteen years ago?" the prime minister asked.

"Fifty-eight years."

Mr. Qi made a quick move, "There must be an explanation."

"Breaking."

……

"This is not my country, but the country of the people in this world." Emperor Wu's majestic eyes swept across the calm faces of the ministers.

"I can abdicate, but who has the ability to protect this country?"

Emperor Wu smiled and shook his head, "A bunch of trash!"

When Emperor Wu left Qingyun Peak, the breath that had been pressing on everyone's chest was released.

"Why didn't they talk?"

Wei Zi'an frowned slightly, the duel between the monarch and his subjects seemed to have entered a heated stage, as long as he made a little effort, Emperor Wu would definitely abdicate today!
"Wang Qi." Tong Xiangyu parted her red lips lightly, with a complicated face, "Although your Majesty is old, his prestige is still there."

"Just now he used Wang Qi, and everyone was so overwhelmed that they couldn't open their mouths."

Wei Zi'an looked strange, "Isn't this a fraud?"

"The game between monarch and minister has been like this since ancient times."

Tong Xiangyu said slowly.

"What realm is he?" Wei Zi'an's eyes flashed coldly.

Tong Xiangyu, who was holding Wei Zi'an's palm tightly, felt this piercing killing intent, her pupils shrank slightly, and a terrible thought came to her mind.

"You want to kill..."

Tong Xiangyu pursed her red lips tightly, and kept silent about it.

"Seven Star Realm."

Tong Xiangyu said softly: "As long as he is in the capital, he will be invincible in the world, unless he can break the formation of the capital."

Array... Wei Zian heard the key words in it, "How to break this array?"

"I don't know." Tong Xiangyu shook his head lightly, "Perhaps the prime minister will know."

prime minister...

Wei Zian narrowed his eyes slightly, it seemed that he had to board the prime minister's big ship.

After Emperor Wu left, Qingyun Peak, which was silent for a moment, became an after-dinner restaurant in an instant, and they discussed without restraint.

But for the king, it was unanimous that there was no further discussion.

Still very strong.

Fu Ling bit her lips lightly, her eyes filled with shock.

The method of Emperor Wu just now, everyone present, there are many masters, but no one can resist this mighty force.

Junior brother...Fu Ling took a deep look at Wei Zi'an, a little worried.

The corner of Qingyun Peak.

Several Vietnamese men in strange costumes gathered together, their faces tensed.

"Master, just now I felt a tyrannical force that seems to be able to sweep everything away."

The master frowned slightly, "This is Wang Qi."

The richness of Wang Qi represents the strength of a country.And the royal spirit of the Southern Kingdom is several times that of the Yue Kingdom.

The master stretched out his hand, as if he could still feel the remnant royal air in the air.

The master frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth raised.

He found a piece of good news, the royal air in the southern kingdom was not as strong as before.

This also means that the luck of the Southern Kingdom is dissipating. If this continues, maybe the Yue Kingdom can really capture the Southern Kingdom.

"When the king opened his mouth, everyone remained silent. This is carrying the air of a king."

After hearing this, a player from Yue country pondered for a moment and asked, "But if this is the case, is there anyone who dares to tell the truth?"

Although their country of Yue is indeed not as good as the country of the south, they also know that having Cambodian ministers means that the country may continue to develop.

If the subjects are afraid to speak, then the country will be considered dead in name only.

"Who knew that."

The master shook his head, "Let's see for now."

……

Just when Wei Zian was thinking about the information about Emperor Wu, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"This is the third disciple of the academy, Wei Zian?"

With a shallow smile, Zhao Fuyao looked at Tong Xiangyu and Wei Zi'an with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Wei Zian looked up and down, frowning slightly.

Suddenly, he felt his sleeve being pulled off.

"A friend."