It is the best window in the world for shielding the inner palace from the evening breeze. It is probably hard to understand why it received so many gazes this night.
Overtly and covertly, there are countless intertwinings.
The red-faced Xian Nankui stood at the extreme height.
The moonlight shines on him, making him look like a statue of a god.
If a mortal could see it, he might worship it as a god.
The Yellow River Meeting has just ended, and the teams of all countries have not completely dispersed. As the overlord closest to the river viewing platform, Jingguo, which considers itself the host, is naturally obliged to maintain order.
Don't let something unbearable happen.
If any of the two countries' viewing teams really caused any serious casualties near the river viewing platform, it would be a slap in Jingguo's face.
All the buildings on the river viewing platform have disappeared.
Woguo became the place where most people stopped after the Yellow River Meeting.
As the commander-in-chief of Jing Bajia's Shence Army, Xian Nankui's presence in Fengcheng was undoubtedly very representative and very intimidating.
As for the will of Wo Country itself...
At least on the surface, the Wo Kingdom court welcomed the Jing Kingdom people to help maintain order.
When teams from all over the world gather together, it is indeed not something that a small Wo country can control.
At this moment, Xian Nankui was standing at this extreme height, looking around the whole city. With the dignity of a real person and the dignity of an army commander, no one could say that Jing Guo didn't care about this matter.
There was no trace or any sign, but a voice rang in his ear: "It seems that there are many people paying attention to this top leader in the imperial palace."
Xian Nankui was supervising the whole city and inevitably looked at Jiang Wang twice.
After all, the leader of the Yellow River Association gathered the most attention. The other leader had left on the day he won the championship, and there was nowhere to look.
Xian Nankui's lips did not move at this time, his face was expressionless, but his voice also found the secret and darkness, and handed it back: "People are easy to fall when they are at the bottom, and they are easy to get lost when they are at the peak. No one will forget it on the most glorious day.
A genius who does evening classes, no one can limit his future."
"It seems that you have a high opinion of him." The voice in the dark paused and asked: "From your perspective, how does he compare to Taiyu?"
Xian Nankui smiled and said nothing.
This really doesn't need to be compared.
Of course, he is undoubtedly the most talented person in the world, as he is the best in the world, but in front of the youngest living real person in history, there is really no room for comparison.
As for "lost" and "fallen", Li Yi will probably never have these moments.
"That's right." The voice in the dark said this, and then said: "The traces of that incident have been completely wiped away, and I can finally live in peace for some time."
Xian Nankui looked down at the city and country at his feet, and his voice was transmitted back: "But there is no second Taiyu in Jingguo. If you can't eradicate this hidden danger and keep relying on covering up, sooner or later it will still be unable to be covered up."
"I can only take one step at a time, and I don't know what your majesty thinks..." The voice in the dark said: "Speaking of which, it is really uneconomical for Taiyu to stand in front of the stage now and be targeted by the public too early."
"The youngest real person in history can certainly attract everyone's attention. Letting him stand in front of the stage is a last resort. It's not worth talking about whether it is economical or not. But how many times can you do such a last resort?" Xian Nankui
He said with dissatisfaction: "Jingshitai must take responsibility for this matter!"
Jingshitai is the highest intelligence agency of Jingguo. It is said to "illuminate all directions and mirror the present world." The occurrence of such a big problem this time is certainly a dereliction of duty by Jingshitai.
"They cannot escape the responsibilities they bear. However, who would have thought that the genius of the inner government who had gone through countless rounds of investigations and finally represented the country in the war would be..."
The voice in the dark stopped and continued: "So much so that the other two could not escape suspicion for a while, so we had to recall Taiyu immediately to stabilize the situation."
"Fortunately, it was discovered in advance, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."
"Who says it's not the case? I didn't expect that after so many years, they are still here..."
"Dead ashes can still rekindle, and rotten trees can still be reborn." Xian Nankui sighed: "It is so difficult to clean up the destruction of matter, let alone those things that are rooted in the heart?"
"If you ask me, it's all..." The voice in the dark started to say something like this, then stopped abruptly and stopped talking. It seemed that it had touched on something unspeakable.
Xian Nankui stood alone on a high place, looking around in all directions, but there was no sound.
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When the sky was dim, Jiang Wang went to the pastoral garden by himself.
The name "Muyuan" may not sound very auspicious at first, but the Muguo people don't care about this. The devout believers of Cangtu God go to the Kingdom of God after death, so they really call it "Cemetery", which is just another home.
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This building in Fengcheng was itself a large manor, and it gradually became known as such. The Muguo people themselves didn't mind, let alone others.
Zhao Rucheng's status is now sensitive and it is not suitable to appear at the celebration banquet. Jiang Wang can only come to see him alone. This was an appointment made when he won the championship.
It seemed that Helian Yunyun had given the order a long time ago. When the disciple saw Jiang Wang, he directly led the way without any nonsense.
Facing some appraising eyes, I walked around a few times and entered the pastoral garden.
The small courtyard where Zhao Rucheng lives alone is of high style, which can also give a glimpse of his current importance in Muguo.
Walking through the bluestone path, you can see a figure that looks like a jade tree in the wind, standing in front of the courtyard gate.
Seeing him from a distance put a smile on his face.
Jiang Wang also smiled unconsciously.
The two of them didn't say anything, just smiled and approached.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Zhao Rucheng then deliberately looked him up and down and said repeatedly: "The whole city is celebrating for you, your name is everywhere. You are the best in the world, you are so majestic!"
Jiang Wang looked at each other with a smile: "You said that when you come to pick Kui Ming, you will be so majestic!"
Zhao Rucheng was greatly embarrassed and quickly turned to lead the way, coughing and saying: "Long time no see, let's have a drink!"
Jiang Wang just said: "Drink!"
The two of them entered the small courtyard one after the other.
Casual and natural, just like always.
There is a stone table and two stone benches in the courtyard.
There are five dishes on the table, a crane pot and two jade cups.
There is no one to serve.
The two of them sat casually, and Zhao Rucheng naturally rolled up his sleeves and poured wine. While pouring the wine, he said: "Third brother, I am not a younger brother to sow discord. You must remember that a gentleman should stay away from villains..."
He curled his lips: "How innocent you were before, but your mouth is not as bad as it is now."
He is still as "petty-minded" as before, refusing to take any verbal losses.
Jiang Wang looked at him with a smile: "It turns out that Muguo doesn't call you 'Chunliang', but calls you 'damage' if you tell the truth. The exotic customs have really made my brother more knowledgeable!"
Zhao Rucheng choked for a moment, shook his head strangely and sighed: "They say there are many famous people in Qi State, I can be regarded as someone who has learned from them!"
Famous people are best at debating, and when it comes to cutting-edge arguments, it is indeed difficult to have an opponent.
"You still like to chat so much." Jiang Wang smiled gently, adding an accent to the word "chat": "I will introduce two friends to you later."
"Okay!" Zhao Rucheng happily agreed.
But somehow, while smiling, the smile disappeared.
"Third brother." He lowered his head, looked at the wine in the glass, and asked softly: "How have you spent the past two years?"
But Jiang Wang was still smiling: "Just move forward."
He smiled brightly: "Keep walking, keep walking, and we're here."