This huge square in the middle of Shenjing City, at the junction of the Four Divine Beast Streets, is called the Ruins of Taiping by the people of Shenjing City.

This market is where all the large chambers of commerce and shops in the entire Shenjing City gather. Every inch of land is precious and extremely prosperous.

Yueyangfang, which has been promoted to the leading chamber of commerce in the entire Daxia capital, naturally occupies a place here, and has established its headquarters in Shenjing City here. It is in an excellent geographical location. After all, hot pot is now so popular in Shenjing City and even in the entire Daxia.

, as a promoter, Yueyafang also became completely popular.

The window of the private room on the side near the Taiping Ruins was slightly open. If you lowered your head and looked down, you could have a panoramic view of the entire huge market. Xinhao, a scholar in white clothes, raised his hand to drink a cup of tea, and then quietly slapped a

Burping, feeling the unprecedented feeling of fullness in his stomach, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said to the young prince Jiang Yue who was also full next to him:

"Brother Jiang, this way of eating hot pot is astonishing. No wonder everyone in the world thinks that the capital is so colorful and charming. I think it's better to leave Beijing as soon as possible. Otherwise, just this addictive hot pot will...

It’s made me almost unable to move back.”

"To tell you the truth, I grew up in this sacred city, but I have never seen such a wonderful way to eat it before. The first time His Majesty summoned me to eat this hot pot, I almost bit it.

own tongue."

After Jiang Yue, the fourth son of King Bei'an, finished speaking, everyone in the private room nodded in agreement. Under Jiang Yue's call, the entire Tianhui Army gathered here, even the very busy witch Yue Ya'er.

They all came to say hello, then ate with chopsticks for a while before leaving.

The fat man Qiu Hengji who came from the Taoist Palace using his magical powers to wander around ate the most. Xu Qing, the eldest lady of Wei Guogong's palace, ate very gracefully, but her speed was not slow and her fighting power was equally strong, so there was nothing in front of the delicious food.

Men and women are said to be different.

Yueyafang is meticulous about the concept of service. There is also a special tea room in the large private room for diners to drink tea and chat to clear their breath after eating hot pot.

At this time, everyone in Jiangyue was sitting here, looking down at the Taiping Market where people were coming and going. In the middle of the market, officials from the Ministry of Works had circled a large area of ​​land and surrounded it with bamboo fences.

There are also sergeants patrolling and guarding, which looks extremely mysterious. There is an endless stream of craftsmen and stones coming in and out every day, and there are even fluctuations of the monks' heaven and earth vitality.

A large number of people from Shenjing City gathered here, watching the battle, pointing, and discussing with each other. They only knew that it was built under the orders of the new emperor, but they had no idea what kind of building it was, and they were at the top.

Jiang Yue and others could just see a glimpse of the scene inside through the window.

A large number of craftsmen were seen neatly stacking extremely huge stones one after another, and then the monks from the Ministry of Engineering released the fire-attributed energy of heaven and earth to bake and fix it. The base of the entire large platform had already taken a certain shape.

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

The fat man's murmuring questions echoed throughout the private room. Miss Xu stood up on her slender legs, walked to the window, looked at the busy construction scene in the distance, and responded:

"Since it was built for scroll transmission, buildings such as Sitian Tower are obviously not suitable. However, His Majesty's thoughts are beyond our ability to guess. Your Majesty has always been like an omniscient and omnipotent god. We

Just have to wait and see.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and suddenly there was a clear and crisp sound of slapping the table from below, and at the same time, an old and deep voice came out, full of energy.

"Everyone, today it is Yueyafang's turn to invite the old man to come and speak, so I will tell you the previous paragraph."

"Okay! Mr. Yu's storytelling is the most interesting."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, there were loud cheers from below, and the surrounding crowd began to quickly gather towards the storytelling table. Those who grabbed the good seats were naturally beaming. Even in the private room above, Jiang Yue and other Tianhui Army members were also attracted.

Their interest was aroused. Even they had heard of the famous storyteller Mr. Yu.

The old man on the storytelling desk looked particularly energetic today. His snow-white beard and hair were specially taken care of. He sat upright and said:

"Some time ago, I told you about the eight forbidden places in the vast Central Plains of China. Today, let's talk about people."

Having said this, Mr. Yu looked around below, deliberately dragging the last flip-flop, and the voice continued to sound.

"Who can I say? That is our current sage, Emperor Fuyao!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below, and everyone in the Tianhui Army in the private room also showed extremely surprised expressions, saying that the courage of the current Lord of Great Xia, this old man is definitely extraordinary, one is because Zhao Yu appeared in the entire

The time in Daxia's sight is still short, and it is extremely mysterious. The number of people who know his deeds is extremely limited. The second is that no matter how generous the current lord of Daxia, Zhao, is, it is still quite dangerous to talk about the current majesty in public.

thing.

The old man didn't give the people below him time to react. He slapped the desk again and opened his mouth and said:

"Emperor Fuyao, only sixteen years old, was the second emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty. He followed his master and traveled throughout Great Xia for ten years. He slaughtered saints and returned to the capital. At the Crown Ceremony, he killed gods with five swords and settled the world. In one fell swoop, he established the throne of Great Xia.

, and later personally conquered Wuwu Mountain to kill lions, and ascended the throne as emperor on October 1st, the 89th year of the Great Xia Calendar."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone looked thoughtful, because this extremely concise sentence directly outlined the outline of Zhao Yu's life experience, which was so clear and amazing that it was amazing.

Even in the private room, the faces of the Tianhui Army, who were very familiar with Zhao Yu, gradually became serious, and they looked at each other with solemnity in their eyes.

"Now, let me tell you a story about Emperor Fuyao slaying a saint with the Void Realm!"

Although Zhao Yu is still young, everything he did, from the initial killing of saints in the virtual realm, to the later killing of gods and ascending to the throne, are synonymous with miracles. These are almost unprecedented, so he

He will be admired and trusted by the people of the entire Daxia.

Time passed, and the pot of tea in front of Mr. Yu was almost exhausted. This chapter of the book also came to an end. Everyone listened with gusto and lingered on.

The white-clothed Confucian scholars also arrived at the time of separation. They all saluted each other and said goodbye. Although they have been sad to say goodbye since ancient times, this group of young people, who represent the most elite in Daxia, all have a faint smile on their faces, because they understand that the new

Great summer is coming, maybe in the future parting will no longer be a farewell, but a temporary farewell.

On the Phoenix Stage of the Baidi Palace, the young Lord of Great Xia continued to stand with his hands behind his hands, looking at the Suzaku Gate of the Divine Capital City below, where a line of warriors escorted the white-clothed Confucian scholars carrying bamboo baskets and gradually stepped out of the Divine Capital City.

Zhao Yu raised his hand and bowed to the front, and next to him, Empress Wu, who was sitting on the edge of the Phoenix Platform, began to burn fiercely with blazing flames, and flames jumped and floated in the void.

And every Confucian scholar is also a kind of fire.

Three thousand Confucian scholars went south to China, and academic palaces were established all over the country.
Chapter completed!