He Lingchuan bowed his hand towards him: "General, don't blame me, I just said it casually and gave a few examples."
Yu Wenyong raised his glass and took a sip of wine, hiding the smile from the corner of his mouth. None of He Xiao's words were casual.
"I've also seen the birthday ceremony and the martial arts competition, so I'll go back first." Qingyang put away his anger and regained calm on the surface. But this calmness is like an active volcano hidden under the sea. No one knows when it will suddenly
break out.
She bowed to King Yao as a gift and said word by word: "I wish my king a long life as long as the sky, and may you have success every year."
After that, she left with all her men.
Wherever Qingyang passed by, all the officials were busy trying to avoid it.
The momentum of the Supervisory State is really terrifying. Who would dare to stand in the way without a long-sighted mind?
Taking advantage of this moment of confusion, King Yao whispered to He Lingchuan: "You are too harsh."
While feeling proud and elated, he was also a little worried.
Struggle requires intensity.
Once He Yang dies, the intensity of his and Qing Yang's struggle will automatically rise to a higher level.
He Lingchuan smiled bitterly: "He Yang is determined to take my life, I have no way to hold back."
The battle just now was so fierce, especially how terrifying the destructive power of the small round mirror was. King Yao witnessed the whole process and knew that what he said was true, so he could only sigh.
He Yang wanted to take He Xiao's life wholeheartedly, and his hands were full of treasures, each of which was extremely powerful. If He Lingchuan was not careful, he would have no chance to stand here and talk to King Yao.
The moment it finally fell apart was a manslaughter.
The treasure of Qing Palace killed the disciples of Qing Palace.
In this life-and-death battle, whoever holds back will seek death.
So King Yao didn’t think much about it, the matter was over, let’s enjoy today’s victory!
In fact, he had another calculation in mind:
What is a mere He Xiao?
After all these things have passed, if Qingyang Supervisor is still dissatisfied, it will not be too late for him to send He Xiao to Qingyang.
He Yang was killed by He Xiao, not his Yaojun.
Why should a foreign businessman be blamed for the bad things he did?
Anyway, He Xiao could not have been born in Li Yao Kingdom.
In an instant, the figure of Qingyang Supervisor left Yuquan Palace.
After more than ten breaths, the whole place was still silent.
He Lingchuan slowly returned to his seat in full view of everyone.
Everyone present looked at him with different eyes.
Who would have thought that a foreign businessman could be so powerful that he could kill Qingyang Supervisor's most capable subordinate on the spot?
This is obviously unreasonable.
If you are more alert, you will think further:
Did King Yao know his abilities, so he brought him to deal with Qingyang, and allowed him to stir up trouble in Yaodu?
Your Majesty is wise!
The old palace man came out from behind King Yao, coughed hard several times, attracted everyone's attention, and then said loudly: "The competition in front of the emperor, the next group!"
The next group of warriors quickly came on stage and competed seriously.
A new round of drinks and delicacies were also served at falling prices, and the senior officials were chatting and laughing again and spending money to place bets.
He Lingchuan turned around and extended his hand to the dealer: "I won, money will come!"
Before the fight started, his odds were higher than He Yang's. Now in addition to getting back 30,000 taels, he also made an extra 14,000 taels!
Everyone in the audience looked envious.
There was a petty official beside Fan Shuang: "Oh, the richer these people are, the richer they are!"
"Isn't it? It's easy for rich people to make money."
Fan Shuang raised an eyebrow and said, "Easy? Can you go up to the dance floor and try it?" I'm afraid that if I just meet him, I'll be slapped with a dirty look!
The two clerks didn't dare to say anything anymore, so they could only smile.
Fan Shuang then raised his hand and said to the banker: "I just bet on He Dao Zhu Sheng, where is my money?"
"Settlement immediately! This is your principal." The palace attendant gave him two thousand and an additional nine hundred and thirty-three taels. "This is the bet you won!"
There were so many people present that Fan Shuang couldn't put the banknote under his nose to smell the fragrance of money, so he had to put it in his arms calmly amid the envy on the faces of the two clerks.
I heard what the island owner said is correct, he made nearly a million dollars so easily!
The atmosphere inside and outside the stadium slowly became warm again and returned to its original state.
After all, the conflict between Qingyang and He Xiao was just a sideshow. The birthday boy under the tree was the protagonist of today's ceremony.
Qu Ruhai raised a toast to He Lingchuan: "With this glass, I hope you can escape unscathed. You hid it so deeply that I even missed it before!"
He Lingchuan drank it all in one gulp: "I am a businessman. If Lord He had not invited war, I would still value peace."
Jing Yuanxun also came over with a wine glass: "Brother He is amazing. I was sweating for you just now."
The surrounding officials came to pay their respects one after another, and each one spoke more pleasantly than the last.
After Yu Wenxu toasted to him, he walked back to his brother: "That Heaven-turning Seal is really amazing! With Brother He's record, he will become famous in the future."
Yu Wenyong nodded: "That is a marketable and priceless antique. I really want to put a price tag on it, at least two or three hundred thousand. The consumption of such a treasure is very shocking. Just the tens of breaths of concrete objects, it is estimated that it will cost two or three
Wan Liang."
The treasures in ancient and medieval times are so powerful, why can't most of them be used today?
Either there are too many restrictions, or the energy consumption is ridiculously high.
Qing Gong is rich and powerful, and there are endless magical weapons, but He Xiao also uses magical weapons to deal with them. In today's competition, he is competing against a tyrant!
He Xiao not only became famous in one battle, but he also repaid others in their own way.
I don't know if he hit him by mistake or if he did it on purpose. The more Yu Wenyong looked at this man, the more he felt that it was not simple.
Gu Xuan, who was standing next to him, interjected: "In the shadow of the famous tree, Brother He is rushing to the front now, because he is afraid that the prison country will not give up."
Yu Wenxu shook his head: "It was He Yang who provoked him first, and at the King's birthday ceremony, all the officials were watching. If the Supervisory State attacks Brother He, the King will have to protect him."
First of all, He Xiao is a sharp blade, and King Yao will definitely want to make good use of him;
Secondly, He Xiao "charged into battle" for King Yao and offended Qingyang to death. If King Yao backhandedly sold him, other officials would be heartbroken if they saw this?
If people's hearts are broken, how can King Yao still lead his team?
Yu Wenxu's words were full of envy: "He has secured this gold medal."
King Yao and Qingyang had an arm-wrestling fight, and most of the powerful people could only be squeezed into the bellows to suffer. Unlike He Xiao, who found the most suitable position for himself as soon as he came to Yao Kingdom.
Yu Wenxu reviewed the situation for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out how He Xiao did it.
At this moment, snow suddenly fell from the sky again.
Pink, white, half-pink but not white, all floating in the air, and there is a strong fragrance in the snow.
The grand scene of Yuquan Palace "Jade Spring Snow" begins.
Everyone stretched out their hands toward the sky, picked up the falling pear blossoms, put them in their palms, closed their eyes and prayed devoutly.
I heard that this old pear tree is quite efficacious, so hurry up and pray for blessings.