Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 57 Isn't This Your Highness's Prime Minister?

The stepped seats are enough to accommodate thousands of people, but they are divided into two distinct waves.

The lower floors with poor views were filled with commoners, while the nobles sat on the upper floors with a wide view under the protection of guards.For this situation, the common people have no complaints. After all, the world is under the rule of the nobles, and it is not easy to listen to music with the nobles.

On the contrary, the nobles sitting on the upper floor were quite critical.

Ji Su looked at the VIP seats across the river, and felt rather annoyed: "This Ying Wuji is so ignorant of flattery that he actually drove us here to sit with these commoners."

Although he is a proton, he is also a direct bloodline of the Zhou royal family, otherwise it would be impossible to keep the Ji surname.

Since the Great Zhou ruled the world, this world has been aristocratic politics, which has lasted for more than 500 years, and the arrogance in my heart is still there.

Luo Ming looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. He didn't answer, but his heart was extremely sad.

Although he also felt that it was shameless for Luo Yan to use "little mother" to move himself, but now he also recognized one point: Ying Wuji is a big fire pit!

This person is very restless. Since that incident happened, he has been making troubles all the time. In addition to his own situation, no matter how he thinks about it, he can only end up with a bad death, so Luo Ming also hopes that Hua Chao can get along with Ying. Don't hesitate to draw the line.

But I don't know what kind of rhetoric he used to deceive Hua Chao back again. This time Shangmo Bookstore's ribbon cutting made the whole city know it.

What the hell is this all about?
Ji Su was still immersed in anger, and poked Luo Ming's shoulder: "Brother Luo! Who do you think are sitting in the VIP seats? Why are they able to sit there?"

Luo Ming raised his eyelids: "The man in the long robe is a Legalist genius sent by the Qian Kingdom. Ji's surname is Gongsun, and his name is Gongsun Di. It is rumored that he is a descendant of the Shang Lord, Gongsun Yang. Refining eleven layers, condensing The twelfth level of qi, the eleventh level of concentration, comprehended the prison of earth-level spells at a young age, it is said that this trip is to win the luck of hundreds of schools, and it is the last attempt to hit the second-rank spiritual embryo, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, it will condense the spiritual embryo .”

"Hiss... the twelfth floor!"

Ji Su gasped, the gap between geniuses and ordinary people before the fetal transformation state was not as big as imagined, but after the fetal transformation state, it would be completely different.

The eleventh floor is difficult for ordinary people to reach the sky, but for those with talent and background, it can be achieved through luck and perseverance.

But the twelfth floor not only requires ten times and a hundred times the perseverance, but also relies heavily on talent and chance. Therefore, the fourth-grade spiritual fetus created by the triple eleventh floor is a ceiling that can be reached only by hard work.

The fourth rank is a huge watershed, below the fourth rank can only be said to be ordinary people with different perseverance backgrounds, but above the fourth rank are real monsters!

And this Gongsun Di not only guaranteed the third-grade spiritual fetus, but also comprehended the prison of law. What kind of monster is this?

Ji Su choked for a moment: "What about the others?"

Luo Ming squinted his eyes: "That soldier is Xiang Ding from Chu State, who refined the twelfth level, and this time he also came to attack the second-rank spiritual fetus. There is also Zhai Yun from the Mohist family, who attacked the second-grade spiritual embryo three years ago Failed, breaking through the fetal transformation state ahead of time. I don’t know the Taoist priest with dark circles and the little boy face, but it’s not too bad to think about it, do you still want to go to the VIP seat now?”

Ji Su: "..."

Am I worthy?
This is the only thought in Ji Su's mind. Those people are not much older than him, and they have already started to attack the second-rank spiritual fetus, but he only has the condensed energy to break through the eleventh floor. If he is old and cannot break through, he can only condense six Pin Lingtu.

As long as these people don't die young, they will definitely become important figures in the world, and I'm afraid I can only look up to them.

Ying Wuji is quite good at flattering people.

He forced a smile: "But apart from that little boy, it seems that no one is willing to talk to Ying Wuji."

Luo Ming narrowed his eyes: "Who would focus on a down and out proton? Ying Wuji is crazy, but sooner or later, he will see the cruelty of this world. It is estimated that Gongsun Di will give him Take a lesson."

"Ok?"

Ji Su's eyes lit up. Just now Luo Ming said that this Gongsun Di is the law cultivator of the Qian Kingdom.

Now there is almost turmoil in the Qian Kingdom. The reason why Ying Qian was able to ascend to the throne back then was due to the contribution of Ying Wuji's mother clan. Now that Ying Wuque has appeared and awakened the ancient bloodline, he is expected to hit a first-grade spiritual fetus. Countless people want to support him as the crown prince. , it should be the time when the two sides are fighting to the death.

According to Luo Ming, this Gongsundi is from Ying Wuque's side?
In this way, I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch.

But he soon felt something was wrong: "I naturally hope to see Ying Wuji end up miserable, but after all, Gongsun Di is from Qianguo, and it is impossible not to eat such a big piece of meat from the bookstore. This time he cut the ribbon... "

Luo Ming smiled: "You also said that he is from the Qian Kingdom, so don't worry about his military and law cultivation. When we come to our Li Kingdom, we must abide by the rules of the Li Kingdom. Everyone is doing business seriously. Ying Wuji can't sign the list. Will he be able to sign on the heads of all the booksellers?"

Ji Su couldn't help laughing, feeling a little unfounded.

Luo Ming's heart was a little heavy. To be honest, he didn't know who Ying Wuji was, but he knew that Ying Wuji must be an ambitious person, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a big move.

Hua Chao followed Ying Wuji, and his end was bound to be extremely miserable.

In this case, the only way to force Ying Wuji to a dead end is to let him take the initiative to drive Hua Chao away.

This kind of method is very despicable, and Hua Chao may not be able to forgive him for the rest of his life, but Luo Ming must be this villain.

This ribbon-cutting ceremony could only be Ying Wuji's last struggle.

The hundred classics can be published by any bookstore, and the recipients are the Confucian Academy, Taoist Temple, and Mohist Guild... No one will stop Shangmo Bookstore for this.

But the trend of the past few days is enough to prove that when the price of books becomes more popular, it is all kinds of idle books that can really afford sales and create profits.

Ying Wuji wants to turn around, unless he breaks through the blockade of the eight major bookstores, wins over a large number of knowledgeable and talented authors, and then publishes his own book.

Otherwise he will write it himself.

"Puchi..."

Thinking of this, Luo Ming laughed to himself, this is too outrageous.

Suddenly, a mountain roar and tsunami interrupted Luo Ming's train of thought.

He raised his head and saw that Hua Chao was already standing on the stage. At this moment, she was wearing coarse linen clothes, instead of the usual scarves, but covered with thick colorful makeup. There were other people on the stage with her. Several singers have thick makeup and their own characteristics.

Ji Su was fascinated: "Didn't you say that there is only Hua Chao girl? What kind of trick is this?"

Luo Ming also hesitated: "This..."

……

VIP seat.

Zhao Ning took a sip of the tea, only to feel that Huoliao's throat had cooled down a bit. He chatted with Ying Wuji for a long time just now, but he didn't ask a meaningful word. On the contrary, he almost got his identity out by him. It's really not beautiful.

She looked towards the stage with a surprised expression: "Brother Ying, what is this?"

"drama!"

"drama?"

"Yes! The beauty case!"

Zhao Ning glanced at the stage curiously. She roughly understood that Ying Wuji wanted to make a comeback with this ribbon-cutting ceremony.

It's just an opera...can it really help him turn around?

At the same time, Hua Chao on the stage also gave a brief introduction to the audience in the audience about what they were about to perform.

The novel way of interpretation surprised everyone.

Opera... never heard of it!

The two sides of the inland river quickly quieted down, only the singing of the actors on the stage could be heard.

Everyone's attention was also completely brought into the story by Qin Xianglian played by Hua Chao, and the emotions fluctuated with the story.

There were only two people with extremely strange expressions.

Zhao Ning: What Chen Shimei, isn't this the Prime Minister of His Highness?
Luo Ming: Good guy!my dad?
(End of this chapter)