In the middle of Shenjing City, this giant square at the junction of the Four Divine Beast Streets is called the Taiping Ruins by the people of Shenjing City.

This market is the gathering place of all the large chambers of commerce and shops in the entire Shenjing City, which can be called every inch of land and is extremely prosperous.

The crescent fang, which has been promoted to the leading chamber of commerce in the entire Great Xia, naturally occupies a place here, and the headquarters of Shenjing City is set up here, which is in an excellent geographical location, after all, now with the popularity of hot pot in Shenjing City and even the entire Great Xia, the crescent fang, as a promoter, has also become completely popular.

The window of the private room near the Taiping Ruins opened slightly, and when he looked down, he could see the entire huge market, and the white-clothed Confucian Xinhao raised his hand to drink a cup of tea, and then quietly burped, feeling the unprecedented fullness in his stomach, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said to Jiang Yue, the little prince who was also eating to the back:

"Brother Jiang, this way of eating hot pot can be called an earth-shattering ghost god, no wonder the world is cloudy and charming, I think it's better to leave Beijing earlier, otherwise this unstoppable hot pot alone has made me almost unable to retreat. ”

"I'll tell you the truth, I grew up in this Shenjing City when I was a child, but I have never seen such a wonderful way to eat before, the first time His Majesty called it, when I ate this hot pot, I almost bit my tongue. ”

After Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the king of Bei'an, said that everyone in this private room nodded in agreement, and under Jiang Yue's summoning, the entire Tianhui army gathered here, and even the now extremely busy charm witch Moon came to say hello, and then ate for a while with chopsticks, and then left.

From the Dao Palace, Qiu Hengji, the fat man who walked all the way to the supernatural ghost, ate the most, and Xu Qing, the eldest lady of the Wei State Mansion, ate extremely gentlely, but the speed was not slow, and the combat effectiveness was equally strong, so in front of food, there was no difference between men and women.

The crescent moon shop is meticulous about the concept of service, and there is a special pantry in the huge private room, which is used for diners to drink tea and chat to clear their breath after eating hot pot.

At this time, the people of Jiangyue sat here, looking at the Taiping Ruins where people came and went below, and in the middle of the entire market market, a large area was circled by the officials of the Ministry of Industry, and the whole area was enclosed with a bamboo fence, and there were sergeants patrolling and guarding around, which was extremely mysterious, and there was an endless stream of craftsmen and stones coming in and out every day, and there were even fluctuations in the monks' heaven and earth vitality.

A large number of people in Shenjing City gathered here, watching this battle, pointing and discussing with each other, they only knew that this was ordered by the new emperor to build, but they had no idea what kind of building it was, and Jiang Yue and others, who were in the upper floor, could just see a trace of the scene inside through the window.

I saw a large number of craftsmen neatly stacking one extremely huge stone after another, and then the monks of the Ministry of Industry released the fire attribute of heaven and earth vitality to roast and fix, and the base of the entire large platform had a certain rudimentary shape.

"With such a large area, what kind of scale does Your Majesty want to build here, is it another Sitian Tower?"

The fat man's muttered inquiry sounded throughout the private room, and Miss Xu's slender legs stood up, walked to the window, looked at the scene of the construction in full swing in the distance, and responded:

"Since it was built for scroll teleportation, then a building such as the Si Tian Pagoda is obviously not suitable, but Your Majesty's thoughts are beyond our imagination, and Your Majesty has always been like an omniscient and omnipotent god, we just need to wait and see. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and suddenly a crisp sound sounded below, and at the same time, an old and rich voice came out, full of energy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today it is the turn of the Crescent Moon Fang to invite the old man to come and talk about the book, so I will talk about the previous paragraph. ”

"Okay! Old Man Yu is the most interesting storyteller. ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, a violent cheer sounded below, and the surrounding crowd began to quickly converge towards the storytelling platform, and the people who grabbed the good position naturally smiled, and even in the private room above, Jiang Yue and other Tianhui Army people were also aroused, and the name of the storyteller Yu Old Man was even heard of by them.

The old man on the storytelling table looked particularly energetic today, and his snow-white beard was specially taken care of, and he sat up straight, and said:

"Some time ago, the old man told you about the eight forbidden lands in the Central Plains of our vast land of Shenzhou, and today, let's talk about people. ”

Saying this, Old Man Yu looked around the circle, and deliberately put the last flip-flop on the old man, and his voice continued to sound.

"Who is it, that is our current saint, the Emperor Fuyao!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below, and the people of the Tianhui Army in the private room also showed a look of great surprise, saying that the current lord of Great Xia, this old man's courage is definitely not ordinary, one is because Zhao Yu has appeared in the sight of the entire Great Xia for a short time, extremely mysterious, and the number of people who know his deeds is extremely limited, and the second is that no matter how generous the current Lord of Great Xia Zhao is, this kind of public talk about His Majesty today is still a rather dangerous thing.

The old man didn't give the people below a reaction is time, slapped the table again, and opened his mouth to say:

"Fuyao the Great, only sixteen years old, the second emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, followed the master to travel in Great Xia for ten years, slaughtered the saints, returned to Shenjing, and killed the gods with five swords on the crown ceremony, and determined the throne of the Great Xia Emperor in one fell swoop, and then personally conquered the endless mountain to kill the lion, and ascended the throne as the emperor on October Jiazi Day in the eighty-ninth year of the Great Xia calendar. ”

As soon as this passage fell, everyone showed a contemplative look, because this extremely concise sentence directly outlined the outline of the entire experience of Zhao Yu's life, which was clear and breathtaking.

Even in the private room, the faces of the Tianhui Army, who were extremely familiar with Zhao Yu, gradually sank, and they glanced at each other, their eyes full of solemnity.

"That old decay will first come to a story today of the Emperor Fuyao slaughtering the saint in the virtual realm!"

Although Zhao Yu is still young, everything he does, from the beginning of slaughtering saints in the virtual realm, to the later ascension of gods to the throne, is synonymous with miracles, and these things are almost unprecedented, so he will be admired and trusted by the people of the entire Great Xia.

Time passed, the pot of tea in front of Old Man Yu was almost exhausted, and this book also came to an end, and everyone listened to it with relish and lingered.

The white-clothed Confucian students also came to the time of separation, everyone saluted each other and said goodbye, although it was sad to part, but this group of young people who represented the most elite of Great Xia had a faint smile on their faces, because they understood that the new Great Xia was coming, and perhaps the parting in the future would no longer be a parting, but a temporary farewell.

On the phoenix platform of the White Emperor Palace, the young Lord of Great Xia continued to stand with his hands in his hands, looking at the Vermilion Bird Gate of Shenjing City below, a column of warriors escorting the white-clothed Confucian students with bamboo baskets on their backs, and gradually stepped out of Shenjing City.

Zhao Yu raised his hand and made a gesture in front of him, and beside him, Wu Hou, who was sitting on the edge of the Phoenix Terrace, began to burn violently up and down his body, and the flames jumped and floated in the void.

And every Confucian student is also a spark.

Three thousand Confucian students went south to Shenzhou, and the Great Xia School Palace rose everywhere.

The real spring of monks was officially ignited by three thousand three hundred and thirty-three fires from this moment!

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