After a while, Mr. Wen finally spoke again.
"In this case, His Highness can only take another risk and compete for the main writer of this imperial examination. However, the main writers of the imperial examinations in the past years have always been presided over by the prince. Such an approach will definitely affect the overall situation. Your Highness Think twice!”
When Mr. Wen said this, there seemed to be a hint of expectation in his expression. He wanted to say something, as long as others don't know who poured the water, what does it matter
However, he couldn't say this because he was a counselor. The root of the word is minister...
Rather than conspiracy.
Duan Wang Lin Xinjue can naturally understand what Mr. Wen means, but he understands what he means, but he always has a beginning and an end to his work, and he must do what he sets out to do, and how can he give up casually.
This is a disadvantage as well as an advantage.
"If someone else is arranged to write the script, the prince will naturally not agree. However, if the king writes it himself, it is enough to say that he wants to increase his experience. When the time comes, I will promise the prince the governor of the Military Exercise Ceremony. Then this matter can be settled!" Although Duan Wang Lin Xinjue insisted, he understood the meaning of Wen Lao's words.
"This approach is indeed the best way, but if the prince knows about Fang Zhengzheng Amaterasu, I'm afraid he will think of other things. If His Highness wants to win the chief writer of the imperial examination, he must be quick and resourceful!"
"Well, then I will return to Yanjing now and then go straight to the East Palace!"
"His Highness did not complain to His Majesty, but went straight to the East Palace. This wisdom and tolerance amaze me!" Mr. Wen nodded. Although King Duan, who is in charge of the military sect, has the impulsiveness of a military man, he is not a reckless man. Being able to show extraordinary wisdom at critical moments is the biggest reason why he has always followed King Duan...
…
In the treasure pavilion of Wanbao Tianlou, Fang Zhengyi and Yan Xiu were walking and looking at the treasure pavilion. They walked for more than an hour before Yan Xiu finally stopped.
Fang Zhengzheng felt the temperature around him.
It's colder here than outside Bao Pavilion, and there's no sound of wind at all. It's like a completely sealed ice cellar.
"It should be right ahead!" Yan Xiu pointed forward.
Fang Zhengzheng looked in the direction of Yan Xiu's finger, but he was a little confused, because there seemed to be a wall in the direction of Yan Xiu's finger. A wall made entirely of ice and snow.
It was thick and shimmered with an icy blue light.
"Here?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at Yan Xiu.
"Yeah." Yan Xiu nodded.
"What is this?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the wall, but couldn't see anything special, a treasure? There wasn't even a hair inside the wall.
Engraving
But where are the carvings
"Look inside the ice wall!" Yan Xiu pointed at the ice wall again, and the expression on his face became a little serious.
"Inside?" Fang Zhengzheng looked over again.
Then. He discovered that there was indeed no treasure inside the ice wall, but there were small white dots. These small dots were combined with the ice wall. If you didn't look carefully, you could easily think of them as snow dots.
Of course, these white dots are indeed made of snow.
However, the more Fang Zhengzheng looked at it, the more he felt that the arrangement of these dots seemed a little special, as if they were arranged deliberately. This feeling was like...
Picture of everything!
No, this is not a picture of everything!
Fang Zhengzheng remembered that there were only stars on the map of everything. There are also some irregular shapes and some lines to combine, but there is nothing except small dots in the ice wall in front of you.
"I heard that a war was recorded on this ice wall, but I can't seem to see it..."
"war?"
When Fang Zhengzheng heard Yan Xiu's words, he became more and more curious. How could a war be recorded with just small white dots
Yan Xiu didn't speak anymore, and Fang Zhengzheng didn't bother him too much.
So the two of them found a place to sit down. Then, he stared at the ice wall.
A quarter of an hour passed.
Two hours passed.
Night comes.
…
The two people were still watching there.
From entering the Ten Thousand Treasures Sky Tower to the Treasure Pavilion, Fang Zhengzheng and Yan Xiu spent about a day squatting here looking at the ice wall. He watched for another day, but still saw nothing.
Yan Xiu had no intention of leaving. He looked at it very seriously and drew things on the ground to deduce from time to time.
Fang Zhengzheng also wanted to learn Yan Xiu's spirit, but his eyes were a little dazzled and he still couldn't see the slightest clue. Deduction? At least I know how to push, right
All right…
Are you going to waste your eyes just because of a war that you don’t know anything about? It was really not worth the loss, so Fang Zhengzheng decided to have a good sleep. Although it was a bit cold here, it didn't mean that he couldn't squint a little.
Then, he spread out his clothes, found a comfortable position on the ice, and lay down.
"Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jades, thousands of trees and pineapples, thousands of silver..." Fang Zhengzheng recited a poem with great interest, then narrowed his eyes calmly.
However, he did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he crossed one of his legs...
In my mind, I was thinking about where I was going after I left.
In three months, the imperial examination will begin. It will take at least two months to get from Jinlin City to Yanjing City, the imperial capital.
There are no airplanes in this world, which is really inconvenient.
So, should we go directly to Yanjing City, the imperial capital? Or should we stay here in Golden Scale City in the Northern Desert and eat and drink? Forget it, let's go to Yanjing City. If we really stay in the Shenhou Mansion, we will think about Chi Guyan right next door to us every day.
It was somewhat uneasy to sleep peacefully.
When thinking of Chi Guyan, Fang Zhengzheng always felt a little familiar. His nose and lips always seemed like he had seen them before somewhere.
In a dream
Pooh!
Fang Zhengzheng felt that unless he was having a nightmare, he would never dream about Chi Guyan.
Two years later, what would I do if I really defeated her? Marry her? Haha... Chi Guyan, you are still too naive!
Want me to marry you
Dream on you!
Um…
He must retaliate, humiliate her well first, and then break off the engagement in public. When all the men in the world don't want her, he will pretend to be a good Samaritan and let her be his Call the girl
However, Chi Guyan is quite pretty. It seems a pity to just be a girl who chops wood and pours water.
If you add the word "warm bed"...
That’s almost it!
"Master, the bed is warm, please rest in peace!"
When he thought of Chi Guyan warming the bed, looking at him with her bright eyes and a clear voice like a lark, and then calling the young master softly, Fang Zhengzheng's lips subconsciously revealed a smile that every man would understand, He thinks this is still possible.
While he was thinking this, Fang Zhengzheng suddenly thought that there was another person with equally bright eyes.
"Gu Yan!"
etc…
Something doesn't seem right!
It is said that human eyes are the windows to the soul. If a man and a woman have the same window, what does that mean
Guyan…
Lone smoke!
"I... Damn!" Two faces suddenly appeared in Fang Zhengzheng's mind at the same time. These two faces were overlapping at an alarming speed. The most important thing was.
It’s simply an indiscriminate repetition of the law!
"If Gu Yan is Chi Guyan, then why did she go to Beishan Village? Are she playing house with me?" Fang Zhengzheng shook his head vigorously. He felt that this was an impossible thing.
Then, he thought of the books he saw Gu Yan deliberately placed on the table.
Are you teaching yourself moves
Let's not talk about whether Chi Guyan is so kind. Those things can't be considered moves, they are all kinds of swords, guns, sticks, swords, and other messy things...
If I hadn't been too horny at the time, I probably wouldn't have even looked at it.
That kind of broken thing really has no technical content...
Wait a moment!
Those moves were very messy, but there seemed to be a special pattern. I didn't notice it when I was watching it, but now that I think about it carefully, it seems to be related to...
"The Map of Everything!"
"Ice wall!"
"Plus all kinds of messy moves!"
"Could it be that… "
"I understand!" Suddenly, Fang Zhengzheng opened his eyes.
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