"Long live my emperor!" Luo Yunchang was startled, and hurriedly got up and bowed, but Zhuo Fan still sat there leisurely, faintly saying: "Let's talk!"
Fat cheeks couldn't help but twitched, and the fat man dropped a black line, and said helplessly: "Brother, no matter how you say this is also a decree, you are so contemptuous, but you have committed a serious crime of deceiving you, and you will lose your head!"
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, there are only a few of us here. As long as you don’t talk about it, Mr. Fang is not like a tongue-chewer, then it’s not a problem. Besides, it’s fine even if you say it. Since the emperor made an order to me, it’s useful. Wherever you are, how could you kill me for a little sesame mung bean trifle?" Zhuo Fan chuckled lightly and shrugged.
The fat man was speechless for a while, but he couldn't refute, this Zhuo Fan really figured out everyone's hearts. Indeed, let alone now that he is sitting and receiving the decree, the emperor is not willing to do anything to him even if he is lying down to take the decree.
The key is, in this way, where is the majesty of the royal family
Taking a bitter look at Fang Qiubai, the fat man murmured, "Teacher, what should I do?"
"Ha ha ha... Very people treat them very much, don't care about these pompous gifts!" Fang Qiubai touched his beard and chuckled lightly.
With a helpless sigh, the fat man nodded when seeing the dragon guarding gods say so.
At this time, Luo Yunchang also jumped up suddenly, pouting his mouth and sat next to Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan was taken aback and looked at the eldest lady who had always been cautious in words and deeds, and said, "Miss, with your temperament and imperial decree, you should not be so frivolous."
"Huh, what is frivolity or not, don't you kneel, why should I kneel? Anyway, what's the matter, you should carry it first!" Luo Yunchang hummed and raised his head proudly.
Zhuo Fan laughed and clapped his hands straight, exclaiming: "This is just like our Luo family's eldest lady!"
That's right, the Luo Family that Zhuo Fan wants to build is the No. 1 family in the world. Naturally, he has to strive for self-improvement and his heart is higher than the sky. If you are respectful of a small yellow scroll written by the emperor, then what is your ambition to dominate the world
The fat man looked sorrowful and slandered. This Luo family was also damaged by Zhuo Fan.
Three years ago, when he first arrived in Fenglin City, he was still very knowledgeable about the etiquette and courtesy when he saw the Luo family, and he was extremely in awe of their royal family. But now, they are all rebellious, even the cautious eldest lady has become like this. It hasn't been tied with the Seventh Family, and has already raised a bunch of problems that only the Seventh Family have.
Alas, what kind of family was there in the past, and what kind of family was there now.
The fat man shook his head helplessly for a while, and simply shook off his arms, and stopped saying so many vulgar words: "Forget it, anyway, it's an oral order, and it's not that formal. I will tell you concisely. In fact, what the emperor meant this time. Yes, let your kid participate in the controversy of a hundred schools of thought, and give his old man a severe defeat of the imperial spirit!"
"What, a hundred schools of thought contend?"
Zhuo Fan raised her brows and looked puzzled. When she looked at Luo Yunchang, she was also full of doubts. Obviously, I have never heard of this!
At this moment, the fat man's fat head finally lifted up, showing a lewd smile on his face.
Hey hey... It's making you awkward, making you crazy, now it's a turtle, I haven't heard of it, I should pretend to be forced. So he laughed and said with a proud face: "This one hundred schools of thought is held once every 100 years, and those who can participate are the top elite families of Tianyu. Like the Luo family before the third-rate families, they will be cannon fodder when they go, so Just don't go, and I won't mention it over time. You don't know, it's normal!"
"Really, if that is the case, why does your majesty invite a small family like us to participate? The three princes should report back to your majesty. After hearing the words of the three princes, Zhuo Fan was ashamed and felt that he was not qualified to participate in such a grand event. Find some prominent people." Zhuo Fan flicked the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and said lightly.
But when he heard this, the fat man hurriedly took Zhuo Fan's arm and said anxiously: "Don't, brother, if you say that, I will be beaten to death by the emperor when I go back! I'm wrong with my brother, okay? It’s time to pretend to be coerced in front of you, and to be awkward in front of you. By the way, the first rule of the Luo family, my brother immediately mounts it in the room when he returns, and always keeps himself alert. From now on, in front of you, only you can pretend to be coerced. You forgive your brother. This time I didn’t hesitate to say something, I said the wrong thing..."
The fat man begged Zhuo Fan with a weeping face. Luo Yunchang covered his mouth and chuckled, Fang Qiubai also shook his head, laughing dumbly.
"Well, you continue!" The other party is the third prince, Zhuo Fan is just joking, not too much.
The fat man let out a sigh of relief, no longer daring to play mystery, and said with a solemn expression: "Brother, to be honest, this controversy of a hundred schools of thought is not a grand gathering of elite families, but the great family of Tianyu betting on the honor of the family, and for the sake of the family. Furthermore, the life-threatening Shura arena. Some families have ascended to the sky in one step, and some have fallen in an instant. From the first-class family to the end of the third-rate, it is also everywhere! So if you participate, brother, I would like to remind you. , Be careful!"
"Oh, what do you say?" His brows wrinkled slightly, and Zhuo Fan's eyes were also solemn.
With a long sigh, the fat man’s two mung bean-sized eyes flashed deep rays of light: "Ah, speaking of this, it can be traced back to the beginning of the founding of the country, when the seven families fought. Even though the chaos of the seven families died down. , But the seven families are still in conflict, and no one is convinced. In order to prevent the seven families from recurring disputes, my founding emperor agreed with the seven families to compete with their tribes under 30 years old. The winner is the first of the seven families. After all, these young people will be the backbone of each family in the future, and their strength will also represent the strength of the seven future families!"
"In this way, the seven families do not have to fight anymore, but they can distinguish themselves, and they all agreed. This is the embryonic form of the contention of a hundred schools. Later, the major families of Tianyu hope to emerge and are favored by the seven families and the royal family. They also joined one after another, and gradually formed the current contention of a hundred schools of thought."
"However, it is said that it is a hundred families, but it is still dominated by seven families. The rest of the families are just vassals under the seventh family's banner, and they charge and fall into battle. Even in the end, a strange phenomenon appears. Between the seventh families, each other's face, It won’t fight hard. But its affiliated families are trying to fight for life and fight for their masters. The ones that survive to the end will naturally be respected by the seven families and become the affiliated families that they value. But most of them have become. It's sad to lose the white bones!"
Speaking of this, there was a hint of sarcasm and a hint of pity in Fatty's eyes, but more of it was anger.
The existence of the seven families has made other families have no beginnings and can only be reduced to tools for their ridicule. The once-in-a-hundred-year contending of a hundred schools of thought has restricted Tianyu's combat power and never made progress.
On the contrary, the strength of the seven companies is increasing day by day.
In his eyes, Qijia is already Tianyu's biggest tumor!
Zhuo Fan seemed to see the hatred in his eyes, nodded and said: "Then what do the emperor let me do, defeat the emperor gate?"
"Uh, no, this is not realistic for the newly-emerging family of the Luo family!" Slowly waved his hand, the Fatty laughed out: "The reason why the Emperor Sect dared to be called the first of the seven families, even has the ambition to annex the seven families. , Because it has never lost in the controversy of a hundred schools of thought for thousands of years. So the father meant that you only have to interfere from the side and make trouble for the emperor's gate. Among the seven families, any of the others has taken this hundred schools of thought. The first name is a blow to the prestige of the emperor gate!"
Zhuo Fan's brows shook slightly, and he squinted at the fat man and said: "Make trouble? You let me make trouble? Will it be too small to use?"
"Hahaha... Brother, I know what you are capable of. But, you can't underestimate the enemy. Even if it's making trouble, no one can easily do this."
Yang Tian smiled, the fat flashed a light in his hand, took out a piece of yellow silk, and handed it up: "This is the last time a hundred schools of thought contended for the ranking of seven schools, you have to understand first."
Zhuo Fan took it and took a closer look, only to see that the ranking of the last seven and the participating children of the family were written on it. Especially inside, there are many people he knows well.
The fat man pointed to him one by one, and analyzed: "Last ranking, seventh place, Huayu Tower, you should be most familiar with it. The leader is Chu Bijun. Others will not mention it for the time being, but this grandma Chu Bi Jun, she has a great reputation among the seven. However, although she is strong enough, but the teammates are too weak, Huayulou had to be the bottom of the year. This seems to indicate that the strength of Huayulou in this century is also the weakest of the seven. ."
Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, it seemed that the contending ranking of hundreds of schools really showed a lot of problems. After all, it is evaluated based on the future helm of the family, and naturally has an accurate prediction of the future strength of the family.
"Sixth place, Happy Forest!" Zhuo Fan glanced at it and skipped directly!
Humph, stubborn grass, cartilaginous head, nothing to pay attention to!
Then, he looked up again: "The fifth place, Jianhou Mansion, the participants are Jian Suifeng and others..."
Zhuo Fan's eyelids twitched and his brows wrinkled slightly. This Jianhou Mansion was only ranked fifth, which shows that its current strength among the seven families is also fifth.
Then, he hurriedly looked again, but his eyes condensed: "The fourth place, Qianlong Pavilion, participant, Long Jiu et al.; the third place, Nethergu, the participant Ghost Seven and others; the second medicine king Temple, the leader is the poisonous hand medicine Wang Yansong; the first place is naturally the emperor's gate..."
Zhuo Fan's heart sank unconsciously.
Those allies of his are actually in the back position. The top three are basically covered by the imperial gate and its dog legs, not only the strongest strength is weaker than others, the overall strength is also a lot weaker.
As if seeing his thoughts, the fat man laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "Hahaha... Brothers don't need to sigh, these families that you are guilty of have already been crippled by you, and their strength is not as good as before!"
"How do you say this?" Zhuo Fan's eyes lit up and looked at the fat man. He knew that Netherworld Valley was crippled by him, what about the second medicine king palace
The fat man smiled and said: "The reason why the contention of a hundred schools of thought became such a ranking last time was because there were a few stunning characters. Like Nether Valley ranked third, it was completely restrained by the force of the old five of the apes. After the three elders of Qianlong Pavilion, Qiqiao ghost Linglong Yougui Qi controlled the entire situation, and it was established. Without these two people, the strength of Nethergu is not stronger than Qianlong Pavilion!"
"Also, the reason why the Palace of the Medicine King can reach the second position is that the poisonous skill of the poisonous hand medicine Wang Yansong is too strong, and no one dares to approach it. Otherwise, without the assistance of the poison palm, their true strength is not even as good as the Happy Forest..."
Having said this, the fat man didn't say anything, but Zhuo Fan could already understand it. In other words, most of the strength of Netherworld Valley and Medicine King Palace was supported by these people. But these people were either killed by him or dug over by him.
Then the strength of these two big families is naturally no better than before.
At this time, the fat man curled his lips and sighed: "At that time, there were so many famous people in the contending of a hundred schools of thought. Wisdom stars like Ghost Seven, among the seven schools, were recognized as one person, twenty heavens. The first genius of the seven families who did not change the master Xuan. The poisonous hand medicine Wang Yansong, the peerless pill king who was hard to come out in thousands of years. And the nine uncles of Qianlong Pavilion showed great power at that time and were familiar with everyone, with purple thunder and golden eyes. It’s a unique one through the ages, tut tut..."
Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, secretly rejoicing in his heart.
Now it seemed that the Profound Sky master he had killed for the first time was the Ghost Seven. He was really killed right and saved him a lot of troubles.
Otherwise, Ghost Seven is still alive and secretly engages in plots and tricks on him, and he will have a headache. The removal of Ghost Seven is simply removing most of Nethergu's strength.
Now think about it, Qingming City and his party are really damn good value. As for the poisonous hand medicine Wang Yansong, hehe, he disappeared, I really made a lot...