The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

The Minister of War was so frightened by these words that his face turned pale and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. He saw that the emperor's face became even uglier, so he quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Your Majesty, I have overstepped my bounds! Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Cang Zhi Hengyu ignored the Minister of War, glanced at everyone indifferently, and said, "Everyone, please stand up. Xiahou Wei, you continue to kneel for me."

"Aren't you afraid that I will chop off your heads?"

Cang Zhi Hengyu shouted sternly, showing the royal majesty.

"Your Majesty, with just one word, we can all die. But don't forget that although we are envoys, we are here on behalf of various countries. If you do this, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the country of Xuandu." Mr. Li waved his fan, looking confident.

Cang Zhi Hengyu stared at him for a long while, then laughed out loud: "Hahaha, the young are really formidable! It seems that this year's competition is worth looking forward to."

Although Cang Zhi Hengyu had a smile on his face, there was a hidden anger in his expression. As the ruler of a country, he was threatened by a minister of another country. It was really a shame. But he had to admit that he really couldn't kill the other party, otherwise Xuandu country would be in danger.

"Our emperor's mind is as vast as the ocean. We truly admire him." Some ministers quickly flattered him.

For a while, all the ministers kept flattering him, which made Cangzhi Hengyu's expression improve.

"Your Majesty, what prizes have you put forward for this competition? If it's not good, I, Old Wei, am not interested." The three-meter-tall man from the Golden Wolf Country said, his voice as loud as a tiger, making the ears of others ring.

"Yes, we have come here from thousands of miles away. This so-called competition has been held for several years, and our countries have always won the top few places. Every time, your Xuandu country never comes up with anything good." A person from the Qi State agreed.

Asking for it in public in the hall made Cang Xuan Hengyu feel a little embarrassed.

"Shut up!"

Prime Minister Mu Wen spoke at this time. The power of the prime minister was still quite intimidating, and everyone turned their eyes to him.

"So it's you, Lord Prime Minister. You asked us to shut up. How is this logical? Could it be that the geniuses from our countries don't even have the right to speak on your territory?" Mr. Li shook his head and sighed, looking as if it was too much.

Mu Wenxiang's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "This gentleman has a very clever tongue. I heard that a capable person has come to the Golden Wolf Country, and his surname is Li! I wonder if it is you, sir."

"The Prime Minister has a good eye. He is worthy of being the most powerful Prime Minister of Xuandu State. He even knows my name. Wow, it's obvious..."

These words were heart-piercing. It was a great irony to say the word "powerful prime minister" in front of the emperor of a country. Even if the emperor was pregnant, he would definitely feel a thorn in his heart.

Minister Mu Wen frowned and said with a smile, "Mr. Li, you are too kind. Everything I have was given by the Emperor, so I should serve the country. As a minister of the Emperor, I naturally need to know about the affairs of the Golden Wolf Country. But I am very curious. The surname Li is rare. It seems that the only country with the surname Li is the Li Country that was destroyed two hundred years ago."

Li Motian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he thought to himself that he was indeed an old fox, a powerful minister of a country. He didn't know whether the other party knew the real situation, but these words went straight to the core. Once the people of Li Country were discovered, they would be the target of joint attack by the Golden Wolf Country, the Northern Di Country, and the Xuandu Country.

Li Motian smiled slightly, his expression was very calm, and he seemed to be very indifferent: "Master Xiangguo, I am from the Yunxian Palace in the East Wasteland!"

The last three words caused an uproar among many people, and they all looked at the young man in shock.

Cang Zhi Hengyu, who was sitting on the golden dragon throne, frowned, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"It's actually Yunxian Palace, oh my god, this is incredible!"

"This is an incredible existence, tsk tsk."

Everyone sighed and the way they looked at the young man changed. There was a bit of fear, a bit of respect, as well as envy and admiration.

"Where is this Yunxian Palace?" Feng Qingcheng asked curiously.

Second Senior Brother Zuo Yu suddenly replied: "Yunxian Palace is one of the holy places in the Eastern Wasteland. It is located in the Nine Dragons Xuanyun Mountain. It is the place where the Nine Dragons gather. It has been passed down for thousands of years and has an extraordinary foundation. It can be a behemoth in the Eastern Wasteland."

The second brother seemed to understand it very well and explained it clearly.

The name of Yunxian Palace was known to everyone present. Compared with Xuandu Kingdom, the former was like the bright sun, while the latter was just a starlight. They could not be compared at all, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

With this identity, Li Motian's status in everyone's hearts suddenly rose a lot.

"The disciples of Yunxian Palace are actually helping the Golden Wolf Nation." Cang Xuanye's eyes flashed, and he murmured, "There is something fishy about this matter."

With this identity, Mu Wenxiang and Cang Xuan Hengyu automatically ignored it and stopped talking about these things. Now it is a sensitive matter and it is not easy to make enemies.

"This competition will be held in seven days, in the Imperial City, to select the top talents and conduct friendly exchanges with various countries." Cang Zhi Hengyu spoke some official language, and finally looked at Mu Wenxiang: "Prime Minister, this time the matter is left to you."

After Cang Zhi Hengyu finished speaking, he stood up and left the hall, looking gloomy and obviously in a bad mood.

Mu Wenxiang looked at everyone, especially at Li Motian, and then smiled and said, "Everyone, my emperor has prepared a banquet in the palace today, and welcomes elites from all countries to come. Then the geniuses from both sides can get to know each other."

After that, everyone moved to an area west of the palace, which was already filled with banquets, golden bowls and silver spoons, fine wine and delicious food, presented in front of everyone.

Everyone took their seats according to their status. The geniuses from the Holy Spirit Academy and the geniuses from the Three Kingdoms and Five Regions sat in the front row, the former on the left and the latter on the right.

Sitting in the main seat were Prime Minister Mu Wen and three dukes.

When everyone sat down, the sound of stringed instruments began to sound, pleasant and ethereal, like the gurgling of a mountain stream, which made everyone feel peaceful.

"Musician!"

Feng Qingcheng heard the sound of a zither player for the first time since she came to this world. Zither players are very rare, and only those who are extremely talented in music can have the opportunity to become zither players. In the early days, zither players had no fighting power at all, and they could only affect people's joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, as a form of entertainment.

However, once the musician reaches the later stage and finds his own way, he will have great power, and even high-level beast masters will have to give him some respect.

"This must be Xuandu Country's number one zither player, Situ Yaoyue!" Li Motian exclaimed, "It's so beautiful! Listening to one piece of music is better than reading a year's worth of scriptures!"

Most people felt the same way. Everyone's state of mind seemed to have become more open, and some people's stagnant cultivation even saw a slight improvement.

There is a rockery on one side, and a pavilion on the mountain. In the pavilion, a young man is playing the piano attentively, and the sound comes from here.

"Master Situ's piano playing is truly unique. Lord Yuyang is so lucky." Zhou Wenxiang praised generously.

A duke laughed loudly, his expression full of pride, but he said modestly: "No, no, my grandson still needs to be trained well."

Feng Qingcheng was also attracted. Her mind was very peaceful and no messy thoughts could appear in her mind. She seemed to have become a lot cleaner.

At this time, many beautiful palace maids held wine jugs and poured wine for everyone.

"Everyone, let's raise our glasses together. I hope that this competition can select the best talent, who can enter the Emperor's Pavilion in the future and become an immortal!"