Chapter 10 Changes in the Situation

Week, the palace.

The grand and solemn palace's trapezoids go up one by layer, and the exquisitely carved dragons and phoenixes on the tiles add a little more majesty to the palace.

Standing in front of the twelve gates at the bottom and looking up at the palace where the emperor is located on the mainland of China, anyone will sigh at its own smallness.

In the interior of the palace, which is invisible to outsiders, after passing through layers of walls, bypassing several tortuous road corridors and through several gates, a bedroom is displayed.

A young man is holding a gold cup, holding a beautiful maid in his arms, and enjoying the performance of a foreign singer. The young man looked handsome, but slightly thin. His eyes were tired. Even if he smiled, the maid in his arms could not feel his happiness.

Bum!

The door was suddenly opened hard! The sun like a waterfall instantly sprinkled into the dark palace, which made the young man unable to open his eyes. After seeing the people who appeared at the door, all the singers silently retreated aside and left from the side door. Soon, there were only the young man and the maids in arms at the scene.

Standing outside the gate are three men, a gray-haired old man and two magnificent middle-aged men. One of the middle-aged men was wearing soft armor, and a fiery red cloak behind him made him more powerful, while the middle-aged man next to him looked much more elegant, wearing a moon-white robe and a feather fan in his hand.

"Your Majesty, there is chaos in the sky, and China will be turbulent. Why are you still addicted to this wind and moon!"

The first to exit was the old man. The old man looked about 60 years old and his skin was wrinkled like a dead tree, but as soon as he spoke, even the young man called His Majesty, that is, the woman in the arms of the emperor, couldn't help trembling.

This old man is the prime minister of the current dynasty, Yang Ning, and the identity behind him is the father of Yang Ming, the Marquis of the Northern Han Dynasty! In the court, it can be said that he is a giant crocodile. After all, he is the prime minister of the two dynasties, and it is said that he has more connections with hundreds of schools.

When the young emperor saw the old man speak, he had to let the maid of honor retreat. Originally, the emperor was authoritative enough to behead just to say that these three people so much, but since he ascended the throne, the young emperor has been an absurd act, and not even a trace of royal majesty has been left.

"If there is a prime minister, there is no need to worry about it."

His voice was a little hoarse and lazy. The prime minister and the two middle-aged men frowned, but then the prime minister just sighed and sat in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, what I hope to see is that I can revive my power, instead of being willing to degenerate. When I come here today, I have an important matter to discuss with Your Majesty."

"Please tell me."

"Recently, the forces in various parts of China have been unstable, and the seven sects can't hold it. The so-called troubled times will be demons. For the safety of your majesty, I specially transferred the general and Dr. Zhao to follow your majesty. General Chen is good enough to protect your majesty. Dr. Zhao is even more intelligent and can also forgive your majesty's Worry."

It was said to be a discussion, but the tone said in the prime minister's country was something that had been decided. The young emperor's eyes flashed with anger, but it calmed down in an instant and nodded with a smile.

"It's so good."

The emperor said.

Three mountains in South China are Yangshan.

Elder Xue has sat back in the stands where Yuhuangmen is located, and some people in the empty space in the middle quickly moved out of the wooden tower shelf that had been prepared for a long time and built a platform. The pile of rocks in the middle was empty, but this made many gangs in Sanshan more angry.

The present trend is already useless. Yuhuangmen has made clear the carriages and horses, and even invited Zhou Ming, the elder of Doumen, to suppress the array, which is to use absolute means to guide the British League this time!

Money will be uncertain on Duan Zhenghe's face. According to Yu Huangmen, his money will only be able to come out of the younger generation, and the only one who can rely on is his own son. The others are either not coming, or their strength is insufficient or different generations.

Duan Zhenghe quietly glanced at the Iron Palm Gang and Huafeng Club, but found that Li Weizhong and Tang Lin's faces were very normal, and Tang Lin even smiled.

"Brother, Huafeng may really have something to do..."

Elder Xue whispered to Zhou Ming's ear. Zhou Ming just gave her a look and signaled her peace of mind. But just after the two had finished communicating, the shouts of the gaters suddenly came from outside the venue:

"Baixuemen Confucianism, Li Mingyu--!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention. A group of people came towards the venue with smiles, all wearing light blue bachelor's shirts and long hair, and even two of the women were no exception.

Looking at the appearance of this group of people, Ren Xu suddenly remembered what happened when he rescued Bai Qiaoqiao and Dr. Bai. At that time, the people of the Red Club also said that they wanted to harm a group of Confucian students with medicine.

"I said, isn't it such a coincidence?"

Ren Xu turned his head and looked at Bai Qiaoqiao. Naturally, they knew what he was talking about. They both shook their heads. There were more Confucianism in the world, and there were hundreds of scholars, among which Confucianism was the most powerful. Therefore, Confucianism is also the representative of the inheritance of hundreds of schools.

In fact, Ren Xu's guess was right. Li Mingyu and his party were really the pedestrians who almost been drugged in red. Li Mingyu is also a famous master, but not smart enough, but after all, his Baixuemen identity is stronger than that of Doumen.

Zhou Ming and Elder Xue and other people also had to get up and welcome them.

"Haha, everyone, I, Li Mingyu, a Confucianism, just accepted the invitation of Master Li today in a private capacity to bring a few students to observe and study. Don't be too grand."

Li Mingyu walked to the front of the stage and put his hands together. Zhou Ming and Elder Xue's faces changed slightly. At this time, Li Weizhong also came out, followed by Tang Lin of the Huafeng Club, both of whom were smiling.

"Nephew Li, you are finally here."

"Uncle, it's a long way. Fortunately, I didn't pass."

"That's it. Previously, Yuhuangmen proposed an alliance method, allowing me to wait for the gang to launch a newcomer to conduct a test to decide who can enter the ten lists of the Presbyterian Association."

"Oh? The hope of the sect lies in the inheritance of future generations. Yuhuangmen is so bold, and the snow elder is so bold. It's really a woman.

Li Mingyu turned around and pulled his hand at Elder Xue, praising him, but he didn't even look at Zhou Ming. Just as Elder Xue was about to open his mouth, Li Mingyu took the lead.

"However, if it is martial arts, it is unfair to lack Wen Tao."

When Li Mingyu said this, his eyes flashed, which was obviously an inspiration. Several people next to him suddenly raised their heads and looked at the people of Yuhuangmen.

This is indeed a place to hit!

If it is just a martial arts fight, who knows what the Feathema Gate has arranged, but if the literature and martial arts are together, their grasp will be much greater!

For a while, the situation began to change again.