How did I Become Emperor?

A short while later, Lu Qian stood on the top cornice of a tea house.

Above the head is a bright starry sky, the sky is missing in the absence of the moon, and the bright and clear is cast.

The cold wind blows on the spring night, making people feel a touch of cold.

In the middle of Suzaku Long Street in front, a high-rise building is full of lanterns, reflecting the square as bright as day.

At this time, red cloth was already surrounding the high-rise building, leaving a large area vacant.

Beyond the red cloth, there are crowded scholars, rich men, swordsmen, butchers, Miss Guanjia ... and even Hualou Women.

In the crowd, many people were already impatient and clamoring for the hydrangea, but were blocked by the patrol captain.

"Give you!"

Zhao Mingyue leaped and landed next to Lu Qian, handing a paper bag of black sunflower seeds.

"it is good."

Lu Qian took it, sat down, and stared at the third floor of Xiulou.

The two started smashing seeds, waiting for the show to begin.

when!

A gong sounded crisply across the street.

The closed wooden door on the third floor pushed open, and a few beautiful young girls in step jackets, Lianbu, moved out gently, standing side by side.

One of the maids in Tsing Yi walked to the carved railing and said clearly: "Everyone, today is the Nuxi Princess Lingkui throwing hydrangea and choosing Jiayu's great wedding day. Who can receive the hydrangea thrown by my princess? Immediately became married, became a princess, and took him to the temple hall on the spot. On the lower side, please ask Princess Dragon Sunflower. "

Hearing the sound, all eyes suddenly turned to the third floor.

In the spotlight, a wonderful young woman wearing a blue and blue show palace dress slowly walked out.

But seeing her beautiful appearance and elegant temperament, a pair of water eyes seemed to reflect two rounds of the moon, gentle and touching.

The moonlight shone on her Shengxue's skin, as bright as jade, as if glowing.

"As the rumor says, this princess Yun Zeguo looks so beautiful, like a beauty made of water. What do you think, Lu Gan?"

Zhao Mingyue bumped into Lu Gan's shoulder with his hand.

"It really looks good."

Lu Qian's pupils shrank into a vertical line, and nodded slightly: "However, in my eyes, You Xue and you look more than three thousand times better than her."

"Hee hee, just by your words, I give you all this bag of seeds."

Zhao Mingyue smiled and bent, and quickly put the seeds in her arms into Lu Qian's hands.

At this time, the princess Lingkui was slightly indecent as she saluted, "The little girl Lingkui, thank you all for your support."

The sound spreads very clear and beautiful.

After that, the maid in Tsing Yi next stepped forward and said, "You sons and daughters, although the hydrangea selection is tonight, the princess doesn't want to pick a timid and mediocre person to be her husband. Therefore, you want to It takes a few pounds to enter the hydrangea! "

Between the words, a guard walked out of the embroidery building and held a sign in the open space in front of the embroidery building.

The crowd looked at the lights and found that there were three conditions listed above.

Takefu, Xiucai, Xiaofu.

Suddenly, there was a cheering commotion among the crowd, thinking how harsh it was, I didn't expect it to be so simple.

Dangdang!

Three gongs rang, and the guard began to let people in.

After waiting for almost half an hour, the large area in front of the embroidery building was instantly crowded with men, both young and old.

"Well, my eighth emperor came here for fun and brought ten royal palace guards, which is so devious!"

Zhao Mingyue glanced across the crowd and couldn't help but be surprised.

After hearing the words, Lu Qian looked down her eyes and found a handsome young man in white and shaking the jade fan slightly.

It is Zhao Ya, the eighth prince.

Behind Zhao Ya is the pulse of the rising sun among the seven veins of Xuanhuang, and the support of the family in the three states of Jiangbei. The power is only slightly weaker than that of Zhao Wu, the fifth prince.

"Lu Gan, don't you go down and grab it? This is the princess!"

Zhao Mingyue touched Lu Gan's shoulder, his eyes seemed to express something different.

"not worth it."

Lu Qian shook his head, but narrowed his eyes and spit out three words.

This is the princess of Yunze Kingdom! Marry her home, what if she remembers the hatred of her country and secretly poisoned her one day?

Fools marry!

Lu Qian's eyes were like arrows, and he was staring at the red cloth iron plate held by a maid on the third floor of Xiu Lou.

Dragon Ball ... right there.

That should be hydrangea!

"Weird! Dragon Ball was actually in the hydrangea?"

Lu Qian frowned, and found that something was wrong.

At this moment, the maid Qing [] Yi said, "Jishi is here! Come, light up!"

The voice dropped, and a young girl took the incense burner and placed it on the table next to it.

The maid in Tsing Yi said clearly: "When the incense is burned, the hydrangea is in the hands of who is the best husband of the princess. In addition, my princess has prepared the dowry. A box, a box of jade jewellery, there are hundreds of servants, and martial arts cheats and elixir, etc. You can prepare. "

As soon as the maid in Tsing Yi dropped, the whole street boiled immediately.

The men in the field were all in the bright light, excitedly rubbing their fists and preparing to receive the hydrangea.

Under everyone's attention, the maid held the hydrangea in front of Princess Lingkui.

Princess Lingkui lifted up the red cloth and held up the hydrangea holding the red crocus brocade. Shui Yan's eyes began to look around the crowd, seeming a little hesitant.

Everyone in the field looked at it and immediately shouted and shouted:

"Princess, throw it here! Although my Lee is a pig killer, there is absolutely no problem letting you eat meat every day!"

"Don't believe him! Princess, throw it at me, I'll sell you cakes to support you!"

"Well, a beautiful princess who has a hibiscus in clear water and natural decoration, and a beautiful scene tonight. I wonder if the princess would like to have a nanny with him, whoops, who kicked my butt.

"Countless celestial beings! Who dares to rob the princess with the poor, and the poor does not end with him!"

...

There was a mess in the field, and all the cattle, ghosts, and snakes ran out. They saw Zhao Mingyue giggling and the flowers trembled.

At this moment, Ling Kui on the third floor of the embroidery building shook her hand, and the hydrangea flew out to cast into the crowd.

That amazing speed is like a cannonball!

Ok? !!

Lu Qian's face changed slightly.

This hydrangea weighs at least 13,500!

At the moment when the hydrangea was just released, someone already saw the opportunity and started to do it first!

"Haha, the hydrangea is mine."

With a chuckle, a **** man in the crowd jumped up, like a tiger fluttering at the moon, and grasped the hydrangea fiercely.

I do n’t know. As soon as the man flew up in the air, he was hit by a hydrangea.

As if being bombarded by a heavy stone, the man trembled, spit out blood, and crashed to the ground.

"Wow! What the **** is this? It's a killer hydrangea! Run!"

Someone exclaimed at this scene.

Suddenly, a bunch of scholars burst into birds and beasts, and there were almost half fewer people in the field.

"It's just a hydrangea! Look at the thunder hand of the poor monk!"

At this moment, a thunderous thunder sounded, and a bald head emerged from the crowd, as fast as a blast of electricity, and his big hand was like a sunflower fan.

"Dead bald donkey, how dare you grab the princess with the poor? See Fuchen!"

The old priest in black and white robes flashed in the crowd like a slippery fish, and suddenly rushed to the side of the hydrangea, dusting his hands like a white snake and rolling towards the hydrangea.

boom!

With a sigh of sigh, the hydrangea was hit hard and flew up, lasing obliquely.

"Hahaha! It's better to come earlier than it is! This hydrangea is from Feihong Luowanxing in my cloud!"

Suddenly, a snow-white figure shot from a distant restaurant, stepping on the crowd's head, and grabbing a hydrangea.

I do n’t know, before flying into the field, a hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed his leg and slammed it on the ground.

There was a bang.

This Luo Wanxing smashed a human figure on the ground.

The man who shot was a domineering mother: "Huh! I don't know if I live or die, I dare to step on the hair just made by my mother!"

Suddenly, farce spreads.

That hydrangea was hit, robbed, and shot in the sky by many militants.

It feels like playing volleyball.

As the incense stick in the censer burned quickly, more and more people shot, and a sound burst in the field, the wind was blowing, and the long street shattered.

The red stripe decoration on the hydrangea was also blown up, revealing the body, a stone egg with a large fist.

Each time the stone egg flew out, the speed was astonishing, and it was comparable to an attack of 70 or 80 tricks.

The horrible power directly scared the lively people away from it and did not dare to approach.

Fewer warriors competing for hydrangea in the field.

"Shoot!"

In the field, the eighth prince Zhao Ya glanced at the incense that was almost burned out, and gave a cold hum.

霎 Time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ten guards around him blasted out at the same time, and smashed into the competing warriors in the sky.

Between this electric light flint, a sneer emerged from the corner of Zhao Ya's mouth, thinking of the hydrating body of Princess Yunze and the princess, suddenly jumping into the sky and rising more than six feet high.

The big hand is like a bird, copy it gently, and put the stone egg in his hand.

Before the pride of his face emerged, a blue light flashed from the stone egg's surface, hitting his hand.

"what!"

With a loud cry, Zhao Ya vigorously flung out the hydrangea.

Under everyone's attention, the hydrangea flew out a perfect arc, swept across sixty feet, and fell into the arms of a handsome man eating melon seeds on the roof eaves.

Incense, burned out.

Outside the crowd, Fang Youxue, whose face was as cold as frost, hugged her bracelet and chest, her eyes frosty.