Chapter 9 Qingluan

The banquet hall of Junyueju is round, and a circular high platform in the middle is slightly low, accounting for most of the area of the hall. This high platform is used for singing and dancing and cheering. And the banquet seats are arranged around the high platform. Each seat is like a box, completely independent. Princess Brigitte sat at the table, and by this time, many young talents had come.

When they saw Princess Brigitte's attendance, they all looked at it one after another. They knew very well that the little princess in front of them was the protagonist of the banquet.

"This is the apple of the Zhenluo Wang family. It's a little small, but it's really a beautiful embryo!" At this time, in the box in the distance, a young man in black said with a smile. I'm afraid he is about the same age as Lu Yu, but the slippery accident between his words seems to be the same as an adult. However, if such a young man reports a statement, no one dares to look at Yunchuan.

His name is Nangong Shang. He is the youngest son of the Lord of Nishihara today, but he is also the most favored one. The Nangong family is a royal family in Xiyuan. It has been an important imperial minister since the era. Apart from the name of the Xiyuan royal family, the prestige of the Nangong family can be said to be outstanding no matter where it is

"It should not be difficult for the son to put Brigitte into his pocket this time!" A middle-aged man next to Nangong Shang said.

"Ha ha, isn't it difficult? Do you think Bai Piaoxue and Xiao Moli are vegetarian? I don't think I can stabilize the two of them. Nangong Shang sneered.

"Bai Piaoxue is the prince of Zhongzhou, and it's nothing, but the master of Zhongzhou has so many sons, but only he was accepted as a disciple by his teacher Jie. It is said that he has no ability... Humph, who believes it?

"As for this Xiao Moli... I heard that he has been adopted by Yuan Wushuang since he was a child. He has been unbearable for many years. Up to now, he is still a cloth in Beichuan Caomo, but this can only deceive a three-year-old child. There are only two low-key and tolerant people, either a powerless lamb, or... It's a fierce hungry wolf!" Nangong Shang leaned against the desk with one hand, played with Yubi in the other, and kept turning over in his hand.

More than a hundred years ago, Xu Shentong, a teacher, and Yuan Wushuang studied in the southern wilderness and synthesized the three heroes of Taiji. Later, they traveled through Yunchuan, bordering Jiuyuan in the east and snow desert in the west. Zhang Kuang Wuji left a prestigious reputation in his youth. Later, the three of them went their own way. The virtual magic power became the Southern Huangyan Emperor, and the master became the Zhongzhou Emperor, while Yuan Wuhuang is now the national teacher of Beichuan and guards the Caomo Wangting all year round.

Now that the old emperor has passed away and has not left any descendants, while the other two are successors. This time, it turned out that the southern wilderness has always attracted much attention, and together with Nangong Shang, it is considered to be the last three people who may win Princess Brigitte.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and the son of the world really has a unique vision!" The middle-aged man praised.

"It's not a good friend and acquaintance. I'm just on a whim, the heir of the three heroes of Taiji... Ha ha, I'm also looking forward to it!" Nangong Shang smiled and his eyes flashed with fine light

"King Zhenluo has arrived!" Just then, there was a loud noise.

A man in gorgeous clothes came out from the throne. Although he was middle-aged, he could not hide his handsomeness. There is a majesty of the superiors, which makes people dare not look at it, but there is an elegant and solemn wind between the hands.

"I've met King Zhenluo!" Everyone got up and saluted slightly. King Zhenluo had not yet succeeded to the throne, and it was a private banquet, so there was no need to salute.

"Don't be polite!" King Zhenluo said lightly, "All of you here are talents of the five ethnic groups. I am happy to inherit the relationship with you. Junyue has been handed down since ancient times and welcomes guests and friends from all over the world. Today, I am here to entertain young and promising people of the five ethnic groups. I hope you can have fun and return with regret!"

"This kind of polite words again!" Nangong Shang said impatiently and picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

"Shh... Prince, it's better to be careful to speak in front of King Zhenluo!" Middle-aged people make a reminder. Nangong Shang rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "I know!"

The dinner is very rich. The phoenix tail ginseng in the deep mountains, the dragon abalone beasts, and the green carp swimming in the water. All kinds of dishes are exquisitely cooked, with beautiful colors, fragrance and taste. Even in the royal palace, they will not be so extravagant. Although the dishes are exquisite, the dishes are not too much. After all, the banquet is just to create an occasion, and no one will fill their stomachs.

Three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes. King Zhenluo picked up the spoon and gently knocked on the copper cup, which was a noble etiquette, but the master needed to do so if he had something to say. Hearing the sound, everyone put down their soup glasses and looked at King Zhenluo.

"Junyue's delicacies are delicious, and wine and wine are rarely tasted in the world. Although this feast is full of color, fragrance and taste, it is less fun. King Zhenluo raised his hand slightly when he came here. A servant behind him walked out, holding a red brocade handkerchief on the table. The servant put the table in front of King Zhenluo and retreated.

King Zhenluo smiled and opened the Jinpa. In an instant, the golden light was shining, like a glow. A gorgeous scene filled the whole banquet hall. In front of King Zhenluo was like a small sun, tinging people's eyes. Before long, the golden light was much darker. Everyone rubbed their eyes and saw that it was an egg. To be precise, it was a golden egg. The whole body was like gold casting, the size of a fist.

King Zhenluo glanced around and said, "This is Qingluan's egg, which has not yet hatched, but it is worth a lot."

As soon as King Zhenluo's words came out, there was a sound of inhaling cold air in the hall, and even Lu Yu looked shocked: "Qingluan's egg? How... How is that possible? Green... Isn't Qingluan a mythical and legendary exotic bird? How... How can it really exist, with his egg!" At this time, his mind was blank and he felt too terrible. If King Zhenluo hadn't said it himself, he would not have believed it.

"Green egg? King Zhenluo is really willing to do it. Is it the dowry of Princess Brigitte? A young man said during the banquet that his face was like crowned jade, and he was about the same age as Lu Yu. He was dressed in white, just like his name, white snow, white clothes like snow!

King Zhenluo continued to say regardless of everyone's reaction: "Today, the group of virtuous people have gathered. I have come up with a question, and all of you present will be able to perform. If anyone can overwhelm the heroes, this green egg will be used as a prize. In addition, I also have a generous reward, waiting for the leader to make an announcement.

"Here, tonight's drama is coming. Everyone present knows that tonight is the choice of a son-in-law for Princess Brigitte's martial arts competition. There is no doubt that the reward mentioned by King Zhenluo is Princess Brigitte."

There was a lot of discussion in the hall and became noisy. Princess Brigitte looked dark, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes. Although it was subtle, it was seen by Lu Yu. At present, Lu Yu clenched his fists. The eyes are shining.

"What do you think, son?" An old slave stood behind a teenager and said, and the teenager in front of him was pale. He was dressed in plain clothes when attending such a grand event. And this person is Xiao Moli, the disciple of Beichuan Guoshi.

"Let's take a look! Some people will do things like throwing bricks to attract jade!" Xiao Moli said calmly.

"We are all waiting. If you don't want to be the first to take action, why don't the son of the world take the lead!" At this time, the middle-aged man beside Nangong Shang said.

Nangong Shang waved his hand slightly and said, "I'm not very interested in Princess Brigitte. Green Egg is a little interesting, but it depends on whether there is anyone worth my action!"

"What? Doesn't anyone want to take action?" King Zhenluo smiled faintly and said that the atmosphere in the field was getting hotter and hotter, like boiling water. This is an opportunity. No matter whether the green egg is true or not, after all, the things in the myth are said to get the reality of the people. Even if the King of Zhenluo himself say it, it is too terrible. If they can marry Princess Brigitte alone, it is heaven. A great opportunity, once ascending to the sky, is equivalent to the royal family!

The atmosphere in the field was hot. These young talents looked at Princess Brigitte intentionally or unintentionally. The smile on Little Brigitte's face did not diminish, but the sadness in her eyes became more and more hot. Lu Yu saw it, and there was an unexplained pain in his heart. Little Brigitte is like goods for people to buy and sell for viewing, but she silently endured such sadness alone. Thinking of this, Lu Yu's heart flashed sharply.

"I'll do it!" Suddenly, with a big shout, Lu Yu generalized into a shadow like an eagle and appeared on the high platform.

"Who is this person?"

"Have you never seen it? Which prince is it?"

"Lu Yu, you are presumptuous, how dare you disturb this grand event!" At this time, a servant next to King Zhenluo came out and scolded. It was Ge Chong who looked at Lu Yu with a mocking face, full of disdain.

"Servant? This boy turned out to be a slave. Don't you want to die?"

"I don't know what kind of stupid I am, and I don't want to see what I am!"

"Dog, come out and be ashamed. You're crazy to get to the top!"

Those nobles under the stage said sarcasm, which were full of sarcasm. At such a grand event, his servant was so overpowerful that he wanted to compete with them. In addition to disdain, all kinds of sarcasm came.

"Oh? Servant? Ha ha, it's a little interesting!" Nangong Shang put down the jade in his hand and stared at the scene without blinking, watching the development of the situation.