The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Oh?" The old emperor raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ye Tianyi. He couldn't hear Emotional Inquiries about Ye Tian, ​​"Do you really think you are worse than your seventh brother?"

"...Yes!" The night sky poured out and nodded.

"You have trained the prince for twenty years." The old emperor looked at Ye Tianqing, and suddenly looked fierce. "Do you actually say that you can't do well as prince?"

Kneel on the ground at night without speaking.

The old emperor suddenly waved his hand, and a strong wind hit the night sky. Ye Tian leaned all of a sudden and was shot far away, but he didn't vomit blood. Kneeled on the ground for a while.

"His Royal Highness Prince!" Qin Yuning exclaimed, quickly got up from the seat, three steps and two steps came to Ye Tianqing's side and reached out to support her. The tension on her beautiful face was overwhelming.

Yun Qianyue thought about this play is really interesting!

"Do you think Tianyi is better than you, do you also think Tianyu is better than you? I like Tianyi, and I like Tianyu. I like every prince, do you let everyone do it? You are the Prince Is it a children's play? Anyone can do it?" The old emperor looked at Ye Tian and was indignant.

Ye Tianyu's complexion changed, and she couldn't imagine how the fire actually burned on her.

The old emperor did not look at Ye Tianyu, staring at Ye Tianqing, his old eyes flashed.

Ye Tianqing is silent.

"Go down!" The old emperor watched the night sky sharply for a moment and spit out a word.

Ye Tianqing seemed to want to say more. Qin Yuning quickly covered his mouth and lifted him back to his seat.

Yun Qingyue smiled faintly, watching Qin Yuning gently pull out Juanpa to touch the corner of his mouth, and then walked back to his seat, thinking that Qin Yuning appeared really just right. Without giving the old emperor the opportunity to borrow the donkey down the slope, the old emperor might get upset and want to abolish Ye Tianqing, but when he saw Qin Yuning, he would think of Prime Minister Qin Cheng, and he naturally wanted to miss Prime Minister Qin Cheng. Therefore, today this is a hit, he has not maintained balance for a short period of time, and he has clearly seen that the attitude of the Prime Minister’s Office has been biased towards the night sky.

"Don't be filial son! Continue!" The old emperor seemed to suppress his anger and waved his hand.

Ye Tianyu sent a gift to Ye Tianyu, and Ye Tianyu gave a golden pagoda. The tower has a total of ninety-nine floors, and the internal structure is clearly visible on each floor. Everyone sighed, and the four princes thought it would be a lot of trouble for this ceremony! Such a tower is not a merit of two days a day. It will not be completed in three years and five years. The old emperor was also surprised and praised: "Tianyu, bother! How long have you prepared this tower?"

"Going back to the Emperor's Emperor, the son-in-law happened to meet a master who had made great achievements five years ago, and begged him to create this. A golden pagoda, Youtian Shengjiangshan is like a golden soup." Ye Tianyu left the seat, respectfully.

"Well, that's right! That's right!" The old emperor's anger that had just been aroused by the night sky subsided, and he nodded with a smile. He likes to listen to the saying that Tianshengjiangshan is like a golden soup.

Ye Tianyu returned to his seat, his feelings naturally overwhelmed Ye Tianqing, and he felt a little proud.

Below is Ye Tianyi getting up. He waved his hand, and there was a painting about three or four feet long and wide on the stage. Someone unfolded the painting. Everyone opened their eyes together, and some stood up in surprise.

The old emperor was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and looked at the painting with excitement: "Tianyi, what is this?"

"Back to the Emperor, this is the topography of my heavenly kingdom." Ye Tianyi reached out and pointed at the unfolded pattern. "This is Heavenly Saint, this is Beijing, this is Yuncheng, this is Phoenix Pass, this is South. Liang, this is Xiyan, this is southern Xinjiang..."

The huge topographic map is pointed by his hand, and the vast mountains of Tiansheng are in his hands, and every inch of the country is clearly in sight.

The old emperor got out of his seat and came to the topographic map a few steps. He looked at the topographic map in front of him and praised excitedly, "Okay! Okay! Okay! It's so good!"

Ye Tianqing and Ye Tianyu and the emperors' complexions changed.

The Chinese minister of the Chinese Wu Dynasty looked at each other and looked at Ye Tianyi with different looks.

Yun Qianyue looked at the topographic map, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although this topographic map is simple enough to compare with the modern detailed topographic map, it is still too rough, but it is already very rare for this world. The general march in this world is to use a compass, and the hourglass is to use an hourglass. Such a thing is undoubtedly the most dazzling. Ye Tianyi can now compare the night sky without hiding the sharp edge.

She glanced across the hall and saw that Qin Chengxiang's face was extremely ugly, but she tried her best to forbear, almost to the point of distortion. But no one noticed him except she was looking at the map. He thought that he had been training Qin Yuning since childhood, which was the standard of the mother of the country. Although he has become a prince of princes now, prince princes and future emperors are not necessarily that person. No one else. The hard work he cultivated for more than ten years was destroyed. He just helped Ye Tian to turn over a plate, but he was easily broken by Ye Tianyi's gift in a flash. How can we not attack without anger, hate, anger or blood?

"How much did you help him?" Rong Jing's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the voice could only be heard by Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qingyue's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Rong Jing, and suddenly smiled, "You should praise me for being smart!"

Rong Jing opened his eyes, light and colorless, and stopped talking.

Yun Qianyue sighed secretly in his heart. This map was not his help to Ye Tianyi, but she remembered that one year she occasionally mentioned that if there is a map in this world, Ye Tianyi asked what the map was, and she explained to him roughly Once again, I don't want to take it out now. When she looked up, Ye Tianyi was looking at her, her eyes were faint, she pulled the corner of her mouth, and just before taking back her eyes, she felt a sudden force coming from her hand, very tight, and some pain, she leaned her head. Glancing at Rongjing, "What are you doing? It hurts!"

"Have my heart hurt?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow.

Yun Qianyue immediately stopped the movement to withdraw, leaning his head to look at Rong Jing, tilting his head innocently and said: "Is your heart not my heart?"

Rong Jing's force suddenly loosened, and his thin lips bent a little crescent-shaped arc, "clear it!"

Yun Qianyue rolled his eyes, thinking that the sixteen-word proverb of Rongjing in the Red Pavilion should be added two more strokes. What "Zunbi Tianzi, Yagai prince, unpredictable, erratic." It should be added after the words, "acidic and jealous, cloudy and uncertain."

Ye Tianyi saw the small movements under the two people's table, retracted her eyes, and covered her eyes.

After the old emperor even said a few good words, it was really Longyan Dayue. Obviously, of all the gifts tonight, only the ten grain hoards of Rongjing and the topographic map of Ye Tianyi made him most satisfied. He immediately waved his orders and hung it, just above the golden temple. Every morning, he can see his vast landscape of mountains and rivers, looking up at the mountains and rivers, looking at it with great effort. For a time, the laughter was loud, and Ye Tianyi shot several shoulders before returning to his seat.

Ye Tianyi was invisible. He gave Yun Qianyue a deep look, walked back to his seat, lifted his clothes, and slowly sat down.

Next is the remaining little princes wishing for a birthday. Although everyone’s things are no longer novel and chic, the old emperor is pleased with his head, waving his hand, and enjoying it all the way. The atmosphere in the main hall has changed significantly because of this topographic map.

The old emperor was happy. After all the princes had sent the congratulatory gift, the emperor was about to lead the concubine concubine to deliver the congratulatory gift. He waved and stopped, "The queen's ceremony will be seen later. The Wu Zhuangyuan meeting a few days ago is still the last one. This song and dance is too tiring to read, and I give Zhongqing a new idea. The last competition of Wu Zhuangyuan Conference by Yan Zi and Rong Feng can be regarded as a help."

Everyone smiled and echoed, saying, "The emperor's move is very good!"

Yun Qianyue looked towards Ye Qingran, only to find that Ye Qingran had empty two wine jars in front of him. She was stunned, as if he had just picked up a glass of wine and Rong Jing from the congratulatory gift that Rong Jing had just sent out ten grain hoards and had not stopped. At this time his face was slightly smoky, but the look in his eyes was too clear, and even so clear that he could not see the color immersed in his eyes. She frowned slightly.

"Light dye, the banquet has just begun, why did you drink so much wine?" The old emperor raised his eyebrows.

"Uncle Huang, where can such a little wine drunk me?" Ye Qingran stood up holding a wine glass and raised his head to the old emperor, "I wish Uncle Longevity no boundaries!" Then, he raised a finger at the seat of the family member of Rongwang Mansion, "Rong Feng, what else do you wear? Hurry up and come out!"

Yun Qingyue looked at the lightly dyed fingers along the night, and saw Rong Feng sitting in the last row of Rongwang Mansion, there was no one beside him, and there were two empty wine altars in front of him, obviously he was pours himself to drink, I saw Hearing the words of Ye Qingran slowly, he slowly stood up. He also took the wine glass to the old emperor, but did not speak. He drunk the wine in the glass, tapped his toes lightly, and stood in the center of the hall.

"Good!" The old emperor applauded, "Rong Feng's martial arts are high again!"

"Okay!" Ye Qingran also shouted, also tapping at the tiptoe, and fell to the center of the hall, standing opposite Rong Feng.

The two glanced at each other, there was no fancy frame and lack of beating, and in a blink of an eye, they all shot together and fought. Without any weapon aids, pure boxing moves, but even so, it dazzled everyone for a while.

Yun Qianyue looked at them and asked Rong Jing, "Who said you will win?"

"Who do you hope will win?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow.

Yun Qingyue thought for a moment and shook his head, "Why is the war of a gentleman, why do you care about winning or losing?"

Rong Jing smiled faintly, looked at the scene and stopped talking. The poem-like face was a little light in the golden light of the hall.