Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 13: Lip, gun, tongue and sword

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"That is," Meng Fuyao smiled, "I am still a Promise courtier until now. Naturally, I have no right to inquire about the wedding date of the crown prince and his wife, but..."

She said half a sentence, and then stopped looking up and laughed. Buddha Lian looked at her quietly, but without asking, Meng Fuyao collapsed—how could this woman pretend?

Fortunately, there is an Arran Bead. The lovely Bead immediately blinked his big eyes and asked cutely: "Just what?"

It was really sleepy and met a hot pillow. Meng Fuyao was excited and immediately said: "Just how did I hear that the marriage contract between Prince Wuji and Princess Buddha Lian was cancelled ten years ago?"

"Really!" Ya Lanzhu exclaimed on behalf of the masses, "Why haven't we heard of it?"

The whole hall swept their eyes and looked at Meng Fuyao in amazement, and even Zhannan Chengdu, who had been watching the changes, leaned forward.

The marriage contract between Changsun Wuji and Feng Jingfan has long been cancelled? The news was so horrifying that everyone was unwilling to believe it at this time. First, after all, they had never heard of such rumors. Second, because of the attitude of Buddhism, if the marriage contract was cancelled, how could Buddhism be the distinguished guest of the seven countries. Speak up again? When you lose the slightest identity and face?

Eighty percent is this General Meng, who was speechless by the interrogation of Princess Buddha, so let's talk nonsense in a hurry.

The eyes of the distinguished guests from all countries were burning, but the fourth prince Feng couldn't bear it, and suddenly stood up, his pale face flushed red, and said angrily: "How reasonable! It's too presumptuous! Your Majesty, this Meng Fuyao is full of words to insult my country. The princess first, and the gibberish fabricated the rumors to hurt the back, please drive this arrogant and rude person out of this place of royal dignity!"

Zhan Nancheng frowned and looked at Meng Fuyao. He also felt that Meng Fuyao was too bold. Even if he had an old grudge with Princess Buddha Lian, he could not attack randomly on such an occasion, but he had a good deal with Meng Fuyao before. Knowing that Meng Fuyao is actually not the Promise Renshi, remove a big stone in his heart, and he really has the heart to win over in his heart. After hesitating for a while, he said: "General Meng, you are probably drunk, or go home earlier." /

"Your Majesty intends to just mention it and let it go?" Before Meng Fuyao answered, Folian spoke first. She sat as usual, smiling calmly, but with a rare chill in her smile, softly said: "Fu Lian is a half monk, led spiritual practice, quiet and inaction, somehow offended this General Meng, and was insulted by him, that's all, and now, in the presence of distinguished guests of the seven countries, alluding to the fact that Buddha Lian deceived the world. Shame——Everything can’t be repeated, even the Buddha also has an angry lion roar. The Buddha lotus is good to people. Today is a matter of fame and dignity of a country, but I have to make a clear understanding with General Meng—— General Meng, you said that the marriage contract between the two countries was cancelled. What is the evidence?"

"Yeah, where is the evidence?" The fourth prince Feng said loudly, with anger in his eyes, "If you can't show evidence, you will insult my princess, humiliate me, Xuanji, I will not take a break with you !"

"Oh, I'm just the only one, the power of ants, you use a national chariot to crush me, don't you use a sledgehammer to kill chickens?" Meng Fuyao smiled and shook his head, "I'm so scared, Xuanji, a country grin !"

"Does General Meng only have a sharp mouth that is enough to force people?" Folian raised her sleeves, grabbed the angry fourth prince Feng, and smiled, "It's better to answer the question, and the evidence? Show it out. ."

"The princess is still great, never leaning straight to the center, and will not be dazzled by anger." Meng Fuyao smiled at her, spreading his hands, and said casually in the eyes of everyone watching closely:

"Evidence, no."

"What? Nothing?"

"This matter can be caused by your nonsense?"

"Really look for death! On top of the Golden Palace, among the guests from the seven countries, openly slander Princess Buddha Lotus!"

"The princess's good name is well known to the world, but today she was insulted by your humble Xiaoxiao!"

With a bang, the overwhelming scolding immediately drowned Meng Fuyao-Buddhism's reputation in the Seven Kingdoms is much better than that of the newly emerging Meng Fuyao. She has a lot of good deeds and often uses the name of worshiping Buddha. Wandering all over the world to visit the family members, today she was humiliated in the hall, she still did not change her honorable and calm demeanor even in grievances, she suddenly came without being surprised, and was not angry for no reason. Seeing some princes really love and pity in their hearts, they add more respect, and Meng Fuyao , A newly developed general, an ambiguous male-favored general who is rumored to be troubled by the noble princess for no reason. His aggressive words are like a knife and he can't stop. He even intends to slander the princess and put her into a state of immortality. It is really too much for his wife and wife. Up!

"You insulted my princess for no reason, Xuanji will not take a break with you!" The fourth prince Feng slapped the table, the blue veins on his neck rose up, and Lien Zhan Nancheng frowned and stared at Meng Fuyao, considering whether to take it first Please go out, this bastard, this kid is too troublesome.

The crowd was angry, but the client was very calm. Meng Fuyao leaned on the table to pick his teeth, while Folian sat upright, gently pulling his brother's sleeves, and said with a sweet smile: "Brother, don’t be angry, just and comfortable. People’s hearts, today the Seven Kings and Five Continents of Wulin are all present. With so many eyes watching, some of them have a sense of ambition and wantonly hurt others. The uncles of the family all have a reputation, and they will find justice for their nephews and nieces. What are you in a hurry?"

"Yeah, what are you worried about," Meng Fuyao clapped vigorously, "Look at your sister, how amazing it is. With a coincidence, the Seven Kingdoms nobles were tied to her chariot. From now on, Meng Fuyao will cross the street. Everyone yells and beats mice. Under the Seven Kingdoms, who will let me? You beat the table and the bench and jumped three feet, not worthy of your sister sitting there, the fourth prince of Feng, the fourth prince of Feng, no wonder you can't become the crown prince. To play tricks, you have to learn more with your sister!"

"General Meng doesn't have to be here to provoke trouble." Buddha Lian glanced at the fourth prince Feng, who had been poked at the painful spot, and his face was pale, then raised her eyes and said coldly, "Not to be a villain. The heart saves the abdomen of a gentleman, this palace does not understand your many twists and turns, and you don’t need to understand it. This palace only knows that everything speaks righteously and the evidence is said to be true. Today you can’t produce evidence, just use your tongue. Can lotus is also useless."

"I can't make lotus flowers, you can make flowers." Meng Fuyao smiled. "The princess not only has lotus flowers with her tongue, but also has lotus covers all over her body. Even the strands of hair can't be soaked with lotus water. Make sure that every pore can exude an extremely holy lotus smell, so that people in the world will remember that you are a sacred product that contains lotus. The word lotus is specially designed for you, so don’t talk to me. Body."

"Speaking of nonsense, no one is better than General Meng." Buddha Lian put his hand on the case table, calmly looked at her crystal and slender five fingers, and said lightly: "The same sentence, no evidence, you are Xuanji The eternal enemy is the sass of everyone in this temple. You have said one word right now. From then on, under the Seven Kingdoms, no one will tolerate you."

Meng Fuyao stopped laughing. She leaned back, staring at Buddhalian, and said sternly: "I have no evidence, you have? Everyone has no evidence. Why is it that you are wronged?"

"How do you know I have no evidence?" Folian raised her eyes, her eyes bright as lightning.

"You have?" Meng Fuyao was startled, his eyes changed, and he asked again, "You have?"

"What if I have it? What if I don't have it?" Buddha Lian did not answer directly, and looked at Meng Fuyao quietly, "Doesn't General Meng think I should give an explanation?"

"You have, I'll leave it to your disposal." Meng Fuyao waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "You don't...I don't think I need to deal with you anymore, you can take care of it."

Folian seemed to have waited for this sentence for a long time, the sharp, sharp fire that only Meng Fuyao saw in her eyes flashed again, and immediately smiled, "Unfortunately, I have."

"Do you have?"

"Naturally." Buddha Lian lowered her eyelashes, showing her little daughter just right, and said softly, facing the hall, "I was ashamed to mention it, but today's things are forced to this point. I had to confess to your uncles and uncles..." She seemed to have the courage to raise her head and look around, her eyes flowed with shame and timidity, "You all know that when Wuji and Xuanji were married, the bride price was drawn by the prince himself. Xuanji map."

Everyone nodded their heads. This is something everyone knows about the Wuzhou Continent. In the imperial palaces of all countries, they are proud to have a copy of this famous Xuanji map, which was used by Qi Xunyi when the Taiyuan Palace changed. The Xuanji diagram, which attracted the attention of Prince Qi, has built 32 strategies of warfare, and has always been a treasure of the palace.

"Buddha Lian was foolish in mind and admired the prince's talent very much." The Buddha Lian's voice became lower and lower, shy, and even his neck was red. "So, the day I am proud to present the Xuanji map, every day... By my side..."

When she said that, everyone showed a sense of comprehension. Princess Folian fell in love with Prince Wuji. This is also known to many countries. It is not a secret. Besides, people are unmarried couples who have made an early marriage. What is wrong with them? It’s rare for people to confess their frank temperament personally, and think of it here that Buddha Lian feels pitiful. This is the most secret and unspeakable concern of her daughter’s family. Today, by this vicious young man, she is forced to admit herself in front of the hero of the world. She is a princess of a country. How embarrassing? Then I thought of the long-term grandson Wou-ki not getting married. The princess, who was nearly 20 years old, was waiting to be bullied face-to-face by the male favorite who hooked up with the prince in this rumor. This miserable experience, this golden and precious person, is How can you bear it?

Seeing Princess Buddha Lian taking out a bright yellow brocade from her arms, it was embroidered in four colors of light ink, peacock blue, deep red, and bright purple with spiritual, free and easy and fairy-like handwriting. Some people in the crowd heard vaguely. In the beginning, the Prince Wuji made the Xuanji picture, which was embroidered by Yunniang, the number one embroiderer in the world. Yunniang is good at embroidering the characters, and the brushwork is intricate. It is so clear and superb that it can often capture the essence of the original author. Now everyone knows that it is the genuine Yunniang. What's more, some palaces of various countries also have this picture. Although they don't have the charm, the handwriting is the same, and it is natural to distinguish the true from the false.

The most critical issue is that Yunniang died young, all her works have become exquisite, no one can imitate anymore.

Buddha Lian stroked the Xuanji map, full of tears, without saying a word, only silently holding the map in his hands, rising from a height, and slowly circled around the crowd, without speaking, tears have already dropped. Dropped on the picture, the brightly colored embroidered words, the more brilliant and amazing.

Soundless is better than sound at this time.

There are all in the hall, except for the sneered Yalanzhu and the frowning Zhan Nancheng, the rest of the eyes are staring hostile: injustice, anger, ridicule, contempt, disgust...There are many different things.

The so-called beauty is humiliated and timid. It is always seen in the eyes of men that it can most inspire injustice and the desire for protection. In the house full of anger, a young man in Chinese suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Meng Fuyao, You are deceiving people too much today. When you see the princess is weak, you want to act recklessly, and regard the palace princes and heroes as nothing? This lord will teach you on behalf of the princess today!"

Meng Fuyao squinted at him, without saying a word, recognizing that he seemed to be a little Hou Ye from the Tiansha imperial clan. She crossed her legs and watched the young man rushing towards him with bare hands—above the Golden Temple. Those who are not allowed to carry weapons praise loudly: "Okay! Have the courage, this is lonely and brave!"

She sits calmly, smiling all over her face, and stretches out her hands like an embrace--waiting for you to find hardship.

Unfortunately, the little Hou master rushed halfway, and was stopped by the middle-aged man who was kicked out in time: "Hongzhi! Your majesty, don’t be presumptuous!" The middle-aged man seemed to be the elder of this young man, pulling him Going back and saying, "Some people are arrogant and ignorant, and they have someone to clean up. What can I do for you!"

He pulled the person back--just kidding, no matter how shameless and presumptuous, Meng Fuyao is also the leader of the Zhenwu Conference, he won the real martial arts, so he should stand out in front of her and look for death.

Meng Fuyao sighed angrily, alas, it's a pity, I can't make things worse.

At this time, the Xuanji map has been passed around for a week, and everyone nodded frequently. Such an exquisite embroidery, hidden in mystery, is not the legendary Xuanji map for the betrothal gifts of the two countries, what else can it be?

Folian clinging to the Xuanji map, turned around, and showed Meng Fuyao far away, smiling gracefully and noblely: "General Meng, what do you think the palace should do with you?"

"Princess, you don't need to deal with it, that kid should have been ashamed of himself!"

"Meng Fuyao, do you want to lend you the sword of the **** of evil?"

"He looked immortal, and will be a walking dead in the future. Does he have the face to see the world again?"

"Bah!"

……

"Zhuzhu..." Meng Fuyao seemed to hear nothing, stroking Yalanzhu's sleeves and weeping, "A man who is really cheap is invincible..."

Ya Lanzhu frowned and stared at the Xuanji Tu. At this moment, she was a little uneasy. She pulled La Meng's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Hey, it seems to be genuine. Do you have any evidence? In this way, the dead woman will never let you go."

Meng Fuyao laughed and said, "Zhuzhu, I suddenly felt that people are really far from each other." She looked at Ya Lanzhu, and remembered that this child is also considered her "rival in love"? Why is there such a big difference in xinxing?

At this time, someone can't help it. The former Houye who wanted to take a shot but was pulled back halfway rushed out again, took a sword guarded by the **** of the gods, and threw it in front of Meng Fuyao with a choke. , Sneered and looked at her with his chest.

The sheathed knife slid over and slid a beautiful spark on the smooth golden brick ground. Meng Fuyao stepped on it with one foot, and flicked the scabbard with one toe. She flicked the scabbard sharply. Nodded and smiled: "Keep it, you need it."

She didn’t say who "you" was, she just smiled and looked at the Buddha lotus who was waiting for her to answer, and said lightly: "Princess, you said you are a Xuanji Tu, but who can prove that it is What?"

Everyone was stunned by Meng Fuyao's words, and then they remembered a question that everyone had overlooked. Yeah, no one has seen the original Xuanji map, so who can be sure that this is the genuine product?

"You're talking too much to confuse the audience again!" This time it was a man from Xuanyuan. Looking at his clothes, he seemed to be the head of the Xuanyuan Longevity Sword Sect. A clear face was full of anger, and he said loudly: "I have seen this picture in the palace. It is exactly the same as this one. Is it true that the rubbings of these countries are also fake?"

"You're the truth!" Meng Fuyao sat cross-legged and clapped vigorously, "They are all fake! Your pictures are all quietly rubbed from the hands of the Promise Future Crown Prince who is chasing around in various countries? Do you know, she is a fake factory, you just don’t know the truth to buy the masses, she is the Sanlu head office, you are the major milk powder distributors."

"General Meng, Xuanji picture 441 characters, both vertical and horizontal columns are 21 characters, vertical, horizontal, oblique, interactive, forward, reverse, or backward, repeating one word can be read into a sentence. The sentence has three, four, five, six, and seven words, divided into four chapters: battle formation, generals, soldiers, and plots. This palace believes that no one in the world can be more familiar with this picture except this palace. However, just as the palace said that the Xuanji map is not necessarily true, you say it is false, it may not be false, or that sentence, the evidence?" Folian ignored Meng Fuyao's strange words, or smiled, "Tu Qiong Dagger See, dying struggling, is it just to describe the words and deeds of General Meng at this moment?"

"It's the same to describe you." Meng Fuyao sneered, slowly took out something from his arms, threw it on the table, and said, "My evidence is here!"

The old roll is scattered, lavender, irregular, with raw edges on the edges, wrinkled, and the cloth is very random and scribbled with very small words, but it is indeed a Xuanji drawing. There is no color, and there is no such exquisite embroidery. The exquisite brushwork, not to mention the famous Xuanji drawing that has been passed down by the world, is like torn from the placket of a certain piece of clothing, just copying the content of the Xuanji drawing. Rags.

This thing was taken out and said that it was a Xuanji map. It was really not convincing. Everyone was quiet for a moment, and they all burst into laughter. Some people leaned forward and back together, others laughed straight at the table, and others laughed in tears.

"Mom...I dare to say that this is the real Xuanji figure, when we are all blind, why not?"

"Brother, I tear down my sleeves, you can copy the Xuanji map, we can also pull it out and tell the seven kings, this is the Xuanji map!"

"If this is the Xuanji map, the bed that my full moon child urinates last night, can also be said to be the "Broken Jiuxiao" map, haha..."

"Boy, masculine man, be refreshed, don't continue to be ugly here! If you decide yourself now, the big guys can still look down on you!"

……

In a bang, Meng Fushao's head was a little bigger. She stared at the piece of cloth, her face covered with black lines, motherland, and touched the cloth in the kit. She thought it must be the grandson Wuji. The Xuanji map was thrown out very coolly, not wanting to be such an unconvincing broken thing, that **** Changsun Wuji, is this a joke?

She held the kit hatefully, rubbing and rubbing it as Sun Wuji's head, and suddenly felt that there was something on the bottom of her hand. After another look, there was a note in the kit. She pulled it out and looked away. Then smiled.

With this smile, she stunned everyone who was smiling happily. The Buddha Lian, who had been smiling and watching everyone mocking Meng Fuyao, turned her gaze first, curled her lips, and said: "General Meng is going to Have you written a great poem? Do you want Buddhalian to give you an elegiac couplet?"

"Elegant couplets," Meng Fuyao stood up holding the Xuanji map, swayed slowly over, and said: "Keep it for yourself." She approached Folian, who immediately took a step back vigilantly. The other princes and nobles all got up and said: "What are you going to do? Stay away from the princess!"

Meng Fuyao stopped three steps away from Folian's side, spreading his hands, and smiled: "What can I do? I can't beat four hands with my fists. I won't be stupid enough to take the initiative to fight against my father. Before I bid farewell to this wonderful world, I suddenly became very interested in all beautiful things, such as...I really like the material of this dress on the princess. I want to know what kind of clothing it is, maybe I can buy it for dressing. Myself-is the princess willing to fulfill the last wish of a dying person?"

She looked at Buddha Lian with envy, staring at the luxurious and heavy skirt that was white with light blue and dark, and seemed to really like it. Buddha Lian frowned and looked at her, she never thought Meng Fuyao. This little hooligan would suddenly be interested in her clothes, but she couldn't think of what Meng Fuyao's intention was. She hadn't figured out how to answer. The fourth prince Feng had already sneered and said, "You shameless prince, at this moment It’s useless to be courteous before and after, but we Xuanji people have always been tolerant, so let you know it-this is my Xuanji Yuehua brocade, which means the glory of the moon, is my Xuanji’s sole production, first-class first-class brocade, What, do you know? I'm afraid you want to use this outfit, you have nowhere to buy it!"

"Oh..." Meng Fu shook his head, as if he hadn't heard the viciousness of his tone, and asked curiously, "This brocade is very special. There is a flickering light during the action, and it seems to be vaguely patterned, but I can't What pattern come out."

Feng Si still has to answer. When he was pulled by Folian, a leader of the Sky Clan of Xuanji Nation sneered and said: "Naturally it is a full moon pattern, otherwise how could it be called Yuehuajin?"

He was probably extremely unhappy that the princess was being humiliated, and couldn't help but say a few more words, and said: "Our Xuanji Yuehua brocade, like the other two famous brocades, produces very little. It has never been sold to other countries. It is this country. Only the royal family members are occasionally awarded from the master. Those who can be cut into clothes and used like this are only matched by the princess. What are you? Dare to ask this?"

"Oh..." Meng Fuyao made a long cry again, and said, "You can't buy it. You really haven't seen anyone except your royal family?"

"No!" The gang master answered decisively.

Folian smiled suddenly, and said: "General Meng, you also know that you are hopeless with this brocade dress. Today's matter, that's it. This palace does not intend to deal with you, but hope for yourself Can persist in living."

She smiled calmly amidst the sounds of praise praising her magnanimous grace, and then she was about to put away the Xuan Jitu in her hand, Meng Fuyao suddenly hummed.

She hummed from the pubic area, from the tongue out, heavy and powerful, and went straight to the center like a sharp sword. It sounded nothing to others, but when she heard the sudden thunderbolt in Folian’s ears, she was shocked. , Xuanji map landed.

The picture landed, her eyes changed slightly, she stretched out her hand, but unfortunately she moved faster than Meng Fuyao, almost as soon as she stretched out her hand, another pair of white hands stretched out, fingertips pressed, and pinned the Xuanji picture. In hand.

Folian raised her eyes and met Meng Fuyao's smiling but murderous look in her eyes. She held the Xuanji picture at her fingertips, and gently threw it at the Buddha Lianmen door, seemingly to return the picture. Folian subconsciously stretched out her hand to pick it up, but the square brocade slipped away quickly, like running water covering her face and then sliding over her fingertips. She even felt the smooth and cold Yuehua brocade at that moment, like a party in the abyss. The moon, soaked in the cold, sank into my heart.

Her fingers caught in the air, like a convulsive gesture, she suddenly thought of something and screamed:

"She wants to destroy the picture! She wants to destroy the picture!"

Everyone was upset, and someone rushed up immediately, and some people rushed too quickly and tripped over the imperial court case. The dish soup splashed all over the floor, but because of anger, they forgot to plead and went straight to Meng Fuyao. Come.

This wolf cub is too much, tear him apart!

Meng Fuyao took a step back, evened the Xuanji map with both hands, raised his head high, and shouted: "Don't **** come here, I will tear it off if anyone comes!"

Everyone was taken aback, and they all hesitated to stop. They looked at each other and hesitated. The screams of Folian still echoed behind her, and she could see that she treats this picture as her life’s precious love. This picture is torn, doesn't it kill her?

"Meng Fuyao, don't deceive people too much!" Tian Sha, a third-rank military officer shouted angrily, "Make fraudulent plans and tear up evidence, you can do this too!"

"What do I do when I tear up the picture? Yunniang is a superb product, I tear one piece and one piece is missing. You can't regret it." Meng Fuyao held the picture high and said with a smile, "Good girl, don't be impulsive, general me I took the picture just to make you all open my eyes and see clearly what the picture is!"

Everyone was stunned, and subconsciously raised their heads to look at the picture. The bright yellow brocade cloth was in the hands of Meng Fuyao. Under the light of the palace lanterns, the light was shining, and the shadows flowed, among the delicate writings. , There are circles of full moon-like dark patterns, like rounds of full moon, looming.

Yuehua Jin!

The Buddha Lotus behind the crowd suddenly swayed slightly and held on to the temple pillar. Some of the people in the crowd who reacted very quickly have already frowned and meditated. Most people were still puzzled, and shouted one after another: "That So what?"

"What else to watch, haven't you seen it just now!"

"You guys don't want to procrastinate any longer, you will die quickly!"

"You guys, you are really idiots." Meng Fuyao sighed and said loudly, "I just asked for nothing? What is the Yuehua brocade? It is the precious and precious brocade produced exclusively by Xuanji, and they never sell it. It can only be used by the royal family, so how can the prince of the Promise Kingdom use the Yuehua Brocade for the bride price given to her? His prince of the Promise Kingdom gives the bride price to women from other countries, and the famous brocade of his own country does not need to be used. Pinyue Huajin'?"

She smiled and asked: "Most of you have wives, and those who don’t have wives will have wives sooner or later, dare to ask you, if you are in Tiansha and want to marry a Taiyuan woman as your wife, you plan to use a handful of stainless steel forged A good sword is a betrothal gift, so do you use your Tiansha's black iron to forge the sword, or run all the way to Taiyuan, look for the Taiyuan Mingtie, bring it back to Tiansha, find someone to forge it, and then send it to Taiyuan Hire?"

Everyone fell silent, and some people still said loudly: "That may also be a gift from the lord of Xuanji. The prince took it and made the Xuanji map before coming to hire him to show his love and respect for the princess."

"Oh, your excellency is really delicate, and I must be a master at picking up girls." Meng Fuyao smiled, "I know, you must be the kind of silly hat that went to Taiyuan to find Mingtie and then use Taiyuan Mingtie to give it to his wife. , But Prince Wuji is different from you. He is a normal person, and he does not have such a strong logic and sturdy thinking as you."

She shook her hand, retracted the Xuanji diagram, unfolded her old cloth that she had been holding in her hand, and also unfolded it against the light, saying loudly: "I will show you the choices that a normal person would have—everybody knows. Xuanji Yuehua Brocade, Xuanyuan Smoke Brocade, and Wuji Silver Brocade are the three famous brocades on the continent of Wuzhou. They are also commonly known as the "Imperial Brocade". Basically, they can only be used by the royal family of the country. As the Prince Wuji, we hire embroidery products. Naturally, the silver brocade that represents the country is used—that is, the garment that you see now, which is similar in shape to the Yuehua brocade, but not godlike!"

The clothes were unfolded, and the worn fabric was inconspicuous, but as soon as the light of the candlelight shone, behind the lavender color, a continuous faint silver light suddenly appeared, and the silver light flashed like stars in the sky. Vibrant, instantly brightens the color of a slightly too light fabric, an ordinary piece of old cloth, the time is flowing, elegant and charming.

Wuji, Yinjin.

Someone immediately thought of the lavender brocade robe worn by the arbitrator's grandson Wuji at the Zhenwu conference a few days ago. That dress is like this. The silver light and dark water flow like waves, and the moon and the brocade are everywhere. Hua Zhaoren is different. The fabric seems to show dark silver shimmer only at certain angles. It is low-key and not luxurious. It is exactly the same as this coat.

The crowd was mostly quiet. Many people turned around and looked at Folian. Her face was as white as frost and snow. Although her neck was held up, she was trembling with a golden step in a bun without messy hair, but still Standing upright, sneered: "It's just that you have a silver brocade with the Xuanji map, so what can you prove? Who can prove that the Xuanji map of Prince Wuji uses silver brocade instead of Yuehua Jin? The prince is maverick, who can be sure that he will not choose another country's famous champion?"

"I don't think you can see the Yellow River." Meng Fu shook his head with a smile, "Well, even if the prince uses Yuehua Brocade, it was given by your father, but the two countries exchanged gifts and gave each other gifts. For things like this, the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial History Museum of various countries will have detailed records. Should we check it? You Xuanji does not provide it. Promise Kingdom will definitely be happy to provide it."

Without waiting for Fulian’s answer, she pressed harder, "No matter how good, it’s troublesome to provide this historical data. Let’s not waste the country’s manpower and material resources so much, just solve it on the spot here, Princess Fulian, according to you Say, you are so familiar with the Xuanji map that no one in the world can match, then may I ask, how many solutions does the Xuanji map have?"

"Four chapters, one hundred and fifteen sentences." Folian answered immediately, and then sneered: "If you can explain one more sentence, then I will convince you."

"I don't need you to do it, but you probably have to do it." Meng Fuyao flicked his palm and smiled, "Unfortunately, it is one hundred and sixteen sentences."

"How is it possible! I have studied this picture for ten years, and there is no longer any pronunciation in a sentence. You are talking about words again, do you really think that the world's learned people have nothing..."

"You're here again," Meng Fuyao cut her off with a headache, "this time I will bring all the learned scholars in the world to be my enemy, you are not tired, but this is not what I said. "

"Who?" Buddha Lian's voice changed.

"What do you mean?" Meng Fuyao stretched her voice, and squinted at her with a smile.

Folian's pale face instantly turned red, red as blood, and the blood burst onto her face and even splashed on the bottom of her eyes. She looked at Meng Fuyao with such **** eyes, sorrowful and hateful.

If Meng Fuyao did not see, he raised the picture to his Royal Highness, and said: "The 116th sentence is: read the first line in the picture obliquely, the first character; the tenth line, the cross, the sixth OK, the six characters in the middle, this eight-character is not a war strategy, but the eight-character of a person’s birthday!"

"Wuwu, Yichou, Xinwei, Guisi!"

She smiled and asked: "Dare to ask Princess Buddha Lian the eight characters geometry?"

She asked: "According to the year, the birth date shown in the picture does not seem to match the age of the princess?"

She asked: "His Royal Highness has studied Xuan Ji Tu for ten years, but unfortunately, why didn't you see the most important sentence?"

The whole hall was silent, and even the sound of candle tears flowing slowly on the candle body was heard. There was an embarrassing silence in the air. Some people in the front released their fists, and some people slowly retreated silently. Later, some people looked at Meng Fuyao in panic and then at Buddha Lian.

Buddha lotus stood there, just the moment when these eight characters were reported, this noble, peaceful, kind, and holy princess who has been desperately working hard, all those noble, peaceful, kind and holy princesses are all like those eight characters The silent hurricane caused was swept away, together with all the expressions on the face, all the emotions in the eyes, all the blood in the body, and all the energy of a person, all swept away.

She stood there, still the Buddha lotus, but suddenly became dead, stiff, frozen, numb, and walking dead.

If she was a beautiful, quiet, and flawless princess a quarter of an hour ago, now she is just a grass man with a princess crown.

Then she suddenly fell straight down.

Meng Fuyao immediately shouted:

"Faint what!"

The word "what" broke the sound like a thunderbolt, and the wind rolled through the hall, shaking the palace lanterns all over the hall, and the candles fluttered and extinguished. The light in the hall was dark and deep at once, and those hidden in the dark The tents of the tents were disturbed by the sound of the wind, and flew gently, like countless ghosts, wriggling in them.

Such a thunderous shout was so exciting that everyone couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their ears, and Folian was no exception—so she couldn't faint.

She raised her hand and covered her ears. Before she raised her hand, a person suddenly appeared beside her. That person smiled at her so innocently and said: "Lianhua, I haven't fainted after being forced by you for so long. What are you doing in such a rush to faint? Anyway, after you finish talking about things, you should faint again. Be kind and be worthy of your fans. Look at your faint and embarrass your fans?"

Folian put down her hands very slowly, staring at Meng Fuyao, as if countless snakes crawled out of her eyes, and each of them entangled Meng Fuyao, she used such a toxic and slippery His eyes trembled on Meng Fuyao, and suddenly he smiled miserably, and said: "But so, whoever loves loses."

Meng Fuyao remained silent, and said for a while: "You still think that you are love? You are just possessive, to be honest, Buddha Lian, if you are a normal woman, who would be happy to spend the time and effort with you? Are you right? I would rather destroy ten temples instead of tearing down a marriage so that the prince has a good wife. Who is unhappy? Unfortunately, you make people intolerable."

She flicked her sleeves and strode away from her. At this moment, Zhan Nancheng slowly smiled and said: "I don't know General Meng, how can I have the original copy of Xuanji?"

"Return to Your Majesty." Meng Fuyao leaned over, Lang Lang said: "The prince of our country and Princess Buddha Lotus have cancelled their marriage contract. The Xuanji Tu has already been withdrawn. Everyone of my Promise courtiers knows that, and I don't even think about it. Before the prince left Tiansha the day before yesterday, Zeng told Caomin that when the marriage contract was cancelled that year, at the request of the Lord Xuanji, he promised to wait for the princess to become an adult before making an announcement to the world. However, he never thought that the princess still regarded himself as the prince’s fiancee. This move not only embarrassed the prince, but also hurt the princess’ reputation. Cao Min asked himself to persuade the princess at the time, but felt that as a Cao Min, what he said and did was unconvincing, the prince gave Cao Min this picture and said that unless the princess was I mentioned it again before the seven kings, and you must not show it in public to avoid hurting the dignity of the princess... Your Majesty, Cao Min really heard her saying "one palace monarch and minister", and he was so angry that he lost the court from his heart. Please forgive me."

Zhan Nancheng sighed, and was silent for a long while, then said softly with a look of embarrassment: "The princess is also deeply in love...come, send the princess back to——"

He was halfway through, when he was suddenly cut off by a stern shout, the voice suddenly rose from the ground with traces of blood, mixed with a sharp sound of drawing a sword out of its sheath, like a sharp ice crystal, piercing a flying dragon Mojing, Wufeng's hall, pierced the awkward silence at this moment.

"Changsun Wuji, you are so cruel! Feng Jingfan will not spare you even if he is a ghost!"

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The tears are dripping (in fact, the dripping of a severe cold) dripping said: Bullying is a temporary drip, and Niubi is a permanent drip.