(Includes anti-theft chapters, replaced at 8 a.m.)

The rude shouts of men echoed in the woods.

It was originally about to enter the next part, Dongfangyi's eyes turned cold.

"What? The people of Xirong still want to read Taizu's letters?"

"Are these savages crazy? Their practice and we are not in the same system as us. Are they here to find fault?"

"How could the surrender of the scriptures be willing to show it to the people of Xirong..."

There was a dark anger and discussion in the eyes of the practitioners around them.

Zhao Muren stood up, looked at the Xirong people who were rushing from behind the crowd to the under the altar, and clasped the Wang Jian on his waist.

"Gui Huajun, what do you want to do?" he shouted coldly.

Staring at the bad eyes of the practitioners of the six kingdoms, the tall Xirong man who was leading the way was not at all panic

"What? Since the King of Eastern Wu agreed to let us attend the mid-level ceremony, he did not arrange for us to worship Taizu's handwritten letters?"

The boy who claimed to be Chunyu Ye grinned.

"Did the King of Eastern Wu want to go back on his word?"

"Taizu's handwritten letters belong to practitioners within the six kingdoms," Zhao Muren said lightly, "There is no rule to be shown to the people of Xirong."

"But practitioners who are qualified to participate in the mid-level ceremony are qualified to read Taizu's handwritten books," Chunyu Ye tightened the scimitar on his waist, smiling, "This is also the rule set by you Central Plains people."

(Theft is anti-theft later)

Ying Baoyue's move was just to make the princess not come out to cause trouble after being punished, but for some reason she suddenly heard Li Ji beside her breath.

Um?

"I...I'm not..." At this time, Princess Changle's trembling voice sounded in everyone's ears. Her face was as pale as snow, and she looked at Zhao Muren with a look of joy and anger, "I left it before, because I thought it was beautiful, so I stayed. Brother Wang, I really don't know that this thing has such a meaning..."

"Mr. Pingyang?" Ying Baoyue repeated with some confusion.

"Is Princess Changle's cousin before she was adopted," Li Ji whispered in her ear, "The former king once conferred her family."

This is really...

Ying Baoyue sighed in her heart. She had seen the old king of Eastern Wu and remembered that he was a kind old man. He was afraid that he felt guilty because he took away his daughter, but he didn't know that he had raised a family with a big appetite.

"No matter who gave it to you," Zhao Muren looked at Princess Changle and said lightly, "You shouldn't deceive me."

Princess Changle said quietly, "My cousin came from my mother, I thought..."

"Cousin?" Zhao Muren asked indifferently.

"Yes, it's Pingyang Jun," Princess Changle realized that she had called the wrong person and knelt down with a pale face. "Pingyang Jun came from Mrs. Xingyang, and my sister thought it was sent by Mrs. Xingyang."

"Is that right?" Zhao Muren couldn't tell the joy and anger. He always knew that the sister did not really regard him as her brother and had been inseparable from her original family. However, since his father asked him to take good care of her before leaving, he turned a blind eye.

But it does not mean that he still has to indulge her at the grand dynasty meeting.

Looking at the girl standing in front of the altar, the man raised his eyebrows slightly.

There is a big difference between a princess and a princess...

But if the princess was like her, he wouldn't be able to stand it. Although his pampered girl is a bit stupid, she is compared to Ying Hanri...

He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Ying Hanri.

"Since you've made a mistake," Zhao Muren looked at Princess Changle and raised her chin, "Then send this bracelet to Princess Former Qin."

Princess Changle stood up tremblingly and looked at the girl standing in front of the altar and was almost biting her silver teeth.

But with Zhao Muren's gaze, she didn't dare to say anything, gritted her teeth and took off the bracelet from her hand, and put it into the plate brought by the palace servant next to her.

"I would also like to ask the King of Eastern Wu to give me a bottle of strong wine," Ying Baoyue said.

Although I don’t know why, Zhao Muren nodded and “Send it.”

(Includes anti-theft chapters, replaced at 8 a.m.)

The rude shouts of men echoed in the woods.

It was originally about to enter the next part, Dongfangyi's eyes turned cold.

"What? The people of Xirong still want to read Taizu's letters?"

"Are these savages crazy? Their practice and we are not in the same system as us. Are they here to find fault?"

"How could the surrender of the scriptures be willing to show it to the people of Xirong..."

There was a dark anger and discussion in the eyes of the practitioners around them.

Zhao Muren stood up, looked at the Xirong people who were rushing from behind the crowd to the under the altar, and clasped the Wang Jian on his waist.

"Gui Huajun, what do you want to do?" he shouted coldly.

Staring at the bad eyes of the practitioners of the six kingdoms, the tall Xirong man who was leading the way was not at all panic

"What? Since the King of Eastern Wu agreed to let us attend the mid-level ceremony, he did not arrange for us to worship Taizu's handwritten letters?"

The boy who claimed to be Chunyu Ye grinned.

"Did the King of Eastern Wu want to go back on his word?"

"Taizu's handwritten letters belong to practitioners within the six kingdoms," Zhao Muren said lightly, "There is no rule to be shown to the people of Xirong."

"But practitioners who are qualified to participate in the mid-level ceremony are qualified to read Taizu's handwritten books," Chunyu Ye tightened the scimitar on his waist, smiling, "This is also the rule set by you Central Plains people."

(Theft is anti-theft later)

Ying Baoyue's move was just to make the princess not come out to cause trouble after being punished, but for some reason she suddenly heard Li Ji beside her breath.

Um?

"I...I'm not..." At this time, Princess Changle's trembling voice sounded in everyone's ears. Her face was as pale as snow, and she looked at Zhao Muren with a look of joy and anger, "I left it before, because I thought it was beautiful, so I stayed. Brother Wang, I really don't know that this thing has such a meaning..."

"Mr. Pingyang?" Ying Baoyue repeated with some confusion.

"Is Princess Changle's cousin before she was adopted," Li Ji whispered in her ear, "The former king once conferred her family."

This is really...

Ying Baoyue sighed in her heart. She had seen the old king of Eastern Wu and remembered that he was a kind old man. He was afraid that he felt guilty because he took away his daughter, but he didn't know that he had raised a family with a big appetite.

"No matter who gave it to you," Zhao Muren looked at Princess Changle and said lightly, "You shouldn't deceive me."

Princess Changle said quietly, "My cousin came from my mother, I thought..."

"Cousin?" Zhao Muren asked indifferently.

"Yes, it's Pingyang Jun," Princess Changle realized that she had called the wrong person and knelt down with a pale face. "Pingyang Jun came from Mrs. Xingyang, and my sister thought it was sent by Mrs. Xingyang."

"Is that right?" Zhao Muren couldn't tell the joy and anger. He always knew that the sister did not really regard him as her brother and had been inseparable from her original family. However, since his father asked him to take good care of her before leaving, he turned a blind eye.

But it does not mean that he still has to indulge her at the grand dynasty meeting.

Looking at the girl standing in front of the altar, the man raised his eyebrows slightly.

There is a big difference between a princess and a princess...

But if the princess was like her, he wouldn't be able to stand it. Although his pampered girl is a bit stupid, she is compared to Ying Hanri...

He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Ying Hanri.

"Since you've made a mistake," Zhao Muren looked at Princess Changle and raised her chin, "Then send this bracelet to Princess Former Qin."

Princess Changle stood up tremblingly and looked at the girl standing in front of the altar and was almost biting her silver teeth.

But with Zhao Muren's gaze, she didn't dare to say anything, gritted her teeth and took off the bracelet from her hand, and put it into the plate brought by the palace servant next to her.

"I would also like to ask the King of Eastern Wu to give me a bottle of strong wine," Ying Baoyue said.
Chapter completed!