Lanke Chess Edge

Li Mushu does not oppress people with his official status, and calmly communicates the content of literature, which also reduces Yin Zhaoxian's nervousness, and reveals some ambitions in his heart.

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Some things sounded a little naive to Li Mushu, but Yin Zhaoxian was not dreaming like other young people, but had his own set of concepts and principles, but he didn't have much friendship now, so he didn't talk about it, but it still made him feel good. Li Mushu had a glimpse.

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"Yin Jieyuan's ambition wants to expand, it is not feasible without a prosperous world!"

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Li Mushu sighed.

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"Yin Mou feels that although Dazhen may not be able to reach the prosperous world today, it is also prosperous. If the people are strong, the country will be rich, and if the country is rich and beneficial to the people, the people will be safe. They are complementary ways."

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Yin Zhaoxian explained one sentence politely but not in depth.

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The two were watching tea and talking in the elegant seat of the side hall. The servants of the palace were busy with the banquet and they could not stop them. It was about to get dark, and some other close associates or friends of the King of Jin came one after another. The book will also take Yin Zhaoxian to greet him.

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As the sky darkened and the temperature continued to drop, Li Mushu was getting old and seemed to be trembling in the side hall, so he suggested Yin Zhaoxian to move together.

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"Yin Jieyuan, why don't we go to the banquet hall. There is a hot water heater over there and fleece blankets on the floor. It's much warmer than here!"

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"Well, let's go to the banquet hall before the prince comes back?"

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Yin Zhaoxian hesitated.

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"Hehehe... Yin Jieyuan relax, we didn't hold the banquet in advance, and many guests may have already gone, all of them are nobles of gold. Who wants to suffer more in the cold weather?"

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'I'm not a noble person. ’

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Yin Zhao slandered and followed Li Mushu to the banquet hall.

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This is indeed a family banquet in the palace. When some friends of the King of Jin came, they brought their family with them, and there was not much seriousness. The banquet venue was in a large hall behind the atrium of the palace of Jin. There were four or five round tables instead of The personal table case is more like a New Year's Eve banquet in people's homes.

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In addition to the round table, there are also manned stoves in the four corners of the house. With the door closed, there are only a few ventilation openings, making the house very warm.

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In addition, there was not much space left in front of the banquet, at least not enough for a large-scale singing and dancing performance, but enough for a few maids to sing chords.

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When Li Mushu and Yin Zhaoxian entered the banquet hall from the side door with the thick cotton curtain, they suddenly felt a burst of heat, and the chills all over their bodies were washed away.

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"Hahaha... Master Li!" "Mr. Li is here!"

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"I've been enjoying it here for a long time." "Just now I thought that Mr. Li was so afraid of the cold, why didn't he come!"

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"Hehehe, I'm getting old and I can't stand the cold. If I hadn't found a quiet place to exchange city poetry and literature with Yin Jieyuan, I would have come a long time ago. Come here, I would like to introduce someone to you, Jizhou Jieyuan. Great talent in the world..."

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Seeing Li Mushu coming, the guests in the hall who had already taken shelter from the cold here all greeted him. Yin Zhaoxian originally wanted to be an invisible man, but Li Mushu obviously did not let him go, and his introduction made him a lot of attention.

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Ji Yuan and Lao Long had already stepped into this side hall, and stood in the corner to observe the arrangement here.

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"Mr. Ying, although your water mansion is gorgeous and bright, it is an underwater palace after all. It's not as comfortable as this place to soak in water on a cold day."

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Ji Yuan was joking, Lao Long pouted.

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"The four seasons are constant temperature in the water house, coral pearls are dotted like stars, and there are enchanting girls dancing with fairy chords. Here, hum hum, it's too far!"

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Feeling of warmth, feeling of warmth, you don't understand, bro!

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When Lao Long spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a pot of wine on the table, together with two glasses, flew towards the corner where he and Ji Yuan were, but no one else noticed.

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Poured two glasses of wine, the liquor was bright yellow, and the aroma of the wine was also very good.

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"Is this the Jinyu Wine of Gyeonggi Prefecture?"

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Ji Yuan took the cup that Lao Long handed over, and the two of them drank together and tasted the taste.

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"Tsk, it's still not as good as Qian Richun, let alone Ambergris."

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"It's not bad for any wine."

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The old dragon tasted the taste and put the jug aside, and finally a servant on the other end found that the wine table was low in wine.

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"Oops, there's still one less pot here!" "Hurry up and make up for it!"

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Over there, Yin Zhaoxian was no longer as restrained as before. After all, he was talking about his own experience and some poems and songs.

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"The Holy One is here~~~"

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The high-pitched voice of the court **** suddenly came from outside, but the originally lively banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and Yin Zhaoxian got goosebumps physiologically.

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"Your Majesty?" "Has Your Majesty come to the Jin Palace?"

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"Isn't the Holy Lord at King Wu's side tonight?" "This..."

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"Don't be restless, don't be restless!"

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Li Mushu would be more like a steward, to keep everyone calm, and then told Yin Zhaoxian to the side:

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"It's not unusual to see you, and even in family banquets, the etiquette should not be exceeded. In addition to salutes, Yin Jieyuan should try to keep quiet as much as possible."

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"You can save it below!"

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Yin Zhaoxian is eager to be a transparent person.

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Ji Yuan and Lao Long also looked at each other, which was interesting. The emperor suddenly came to the third son's house?

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"Let's go, let's open the door to welcome the Holy Lord!"

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The door of the banquet hall opened, and a cold wind rushed in instantly, and the guests and servants went out and stood on both sides of the door to greet them.

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As footsteps approached outside, everyone in the banquet hall from the guests to the servants was obviously a little nervous and even uneasy.

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This is also the first time that Ji Yuan has seen the current Emperor Dazhen, with a face of about fifty years old, a slightly fat body, wearing a yellow robe and a cirrus cloud crown, and a concubine beside him, one is today's The other Queen's name is King Jin's biological mother, Ren Concubine, while King Jin is a few positions behind and follows him step by step.

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From the point of view of fate, this King Jin's face is neither good nor bad, just a little weird.

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"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

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Everyone saluted in unison to welcome him. If he hadn't angered Shengyan, under normal circumstances, Dazhen wouldn't have to kneel when he saw the "Son of Heaven".

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"Okay, let's all go in, I'm just here to have a meal."

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The emperor waved back the many attendants on the side, and everyone entered with the holy chariot, and then closed the hall door. Because there were many people and the heater was added, the banquet hall became warm again after a while.

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Emperor Dazhen was rubbing his hands just after sitting on the master's seat, and then he took off his coat.

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"It's still the third child who is comfortable here. Look at the layout, it's like a home."

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The banquet hall has suede floors and walls, not to mention waiting, but it looks warm.

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"What are you doing standing up? Don't you want to eat when you sit down? Third, when is the banquet?"

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"Father, the king will naturally have a feast right away when he comes."

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"Then why don't you hurry up? Weifu and your mother are both hungry!"

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The lady also gave Jin Wang a wink, and the latter hurriedly stretched out her hands in all directions to say hello.

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"Everyone is seated. This is a family banquet. My father is now a parent, so don't be cautious, and instruct the back chef to start the banquet."

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King Jin's words made the emperor smile as well.

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"By the way, my father, I don't have too many songs and dances. Let's listen to books. I specially invited a famous storyteller in Gyeonggi to speak. He has many stories in his stomach and is good at ventriloquism. It's fun!"

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"Oh? It's not bad, it's new, I'll just say it's interesting, hahahaha..."

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The two concubines also smiled, and all the guests also relaxed a lot.

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Then the banquet started, and steaming delicacies were brought in from the side door. There was actually a buffer compartment there, and there were cotton curtains on both sides to prevent the cold wind from blowing directly into the banquet hall.

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Soon the table was full of delicious food and wine. In the small space in front, a maid entered with a qin, ser and pipa, and another person brought a screen, table, stool and chair.

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The maid played slowly, and the storyteller was already seated in front of the table behind the screen.

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Different from ordinary storytelling, blocking with a screen allows him to play more freely and make his ventriloquism more expressive.

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The emperor was obviously not interested in unknown people like Yin Zhaoxian, or in other words, he was not interested in people who were present and did not know him.

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With hot soup, hot rice, and delicious wine, plus the storyteller's lecture, the atmosphere at the dinner table has also risen. It's just that compared to other places, there is less noise here, and more engrossed in listening to the book.

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The technique of ventriloquism is the first time that Ji Yuan has heard it in his two lifetimes. There is clearly a person behind the screen, but the sounds that burst out are all kinds of strange, from children to old men, from chickens and dogs to wolf eagles, all kinds of sounds are extremely realistic, making The story is also very "realistic".

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Ji Yuan even approached the screen with Lao Long and looked at it, confirming that he was alone there.

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And the servants from the emperor to Yin Zhaoxian and then to the **** were all fascinated, even the maid who matched the storyteller's plot and the string music~www.NovelMTL.com~ The voice also mixed with people attracted by the story. mood.

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New Year's Eve is also not suitable for talking about fighting and killing. The story prepared by the storyteller is "Dragon Palace Tour", and the strange and strange stories are particularly fascinating.

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Speaking of one of the paragraphs, Xingmu suddenly slapped "snack~" on the desk

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"After all, that genius couldn't stand his greed. He stole an orb from the Dragon Palace while he got up to go to the toilet. The Dragon King naturally knew it. Although he didn't say anything, he despised him. I sent him back to the county, and I have never invited this scholar Qian again!"

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"Although this scholar exchanged his orbs for a moment of wealth, he gradually lost his family's wealth in pleasure, and he lost his love after neglecting his studies. In his later years, he was destitute..."

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The maid's music also became a little more desolate at this time.

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After the story was told, perhaps it was because the storyteller was too skilled. Unexpectedly, the emperor became a little obsessed. He went to the screen with the jug in hand, ordered the screen to be removed, and put a chair next to him, repeatedly asking about the fairy.

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The storyteller did not dare to go against the will of the Holy Spirit, and could only satisfy the emperor's curiosity as much as possible.

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Ji Yuan and Lao Long were standing at the banquet table on the edge. From time to time, they would eat with chopsticks. Watching the old emperor persevere in questioning this talented storyteller, Ji Yuan smiled slightly mockingly. .

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"It's a pity that the front seats are empty in the middle of the night, and you don't ask people to ask ghosts and gods."

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