The hall was quiet, and it took a long time for civil and military officials around to come back to their senses from this dance.

"This... this, why did the little man suddenly become a woman again?"

"Did this Western Region woman really come out of the box just now?"

"It must be really mysterious."

"I'm afraid I'm not giving in to the national teacher."

"Hmph, I dare to show off my skills in front of the national master, but the national master is not in the court, otherwise these Gentile barbarians would know what the magic is."

All kinds of whispers rang among the civil and military officials, but the woman did not dissipate, or returned to the gilded bronze lock box, with a smile on her lips, stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, listened to various words around her, suddenly raised her long sleeves, pouted her red lips and blew it into the palm of her palm, and suddenly the wings floated up in the air, turning countless colorful butterflies, flying in the hall.

Some of the guards who had passed the golden stairs, flapped their wings and fell to Yang Guang who was standing in front of the dragon chaise. The latter reached out to pick them up. Yang Su's voice suddenly shouted: "Rareless-"

clang!

Jin Ming made a great work, pulling out the scabbard with a cold light. Before Yang Guang could react, he felt a silver light flashing through his vision. The butterfly on his fingertips instantly separated his wings and his body broke into two pieces, turning into smoke and floating away.

"You dare to show off in the Golden Palace even if you have a trick."

Yang Su swung the magic sword and slanted to the side of the emperor, with a serious look on his face, and said: "Take it to me, and throw it into the Heavenly Prison. If you dare to resist, I will kill it with one sword!"

The old man's voice was majestic, and the window frames around the hall were buzzing. At this time, the guards in the hall heard the words and pulled out their swords and rushed forward. The woman standing in the middle had water stains in her eyes. She looked at the soldiers coming in panic and knelt on the ground with trembling body.

"slow!"

On the golden stairs, Yang Guang raised his hand and asked the soldiers who rushed to retreat. He looked at Yang Su on the side with a smile, "Don't be angry with Duke Yue, this is a trick. I think it's not bad, so don't make things difficult for a woman. Wouldn't it damage my reputation as a Sui?"

In such an occasion, the old man knew that he could not reason with the emperor as usual, so he stared at the Western Region woman below and returned to the sheath with a sword.

"Your Majesty is young and doesn't want to hurt you. If you dare to tease Your Majesty again, I will definitely be killed."

Yang Guang's eyelids twitched, and he didn't dare to smile on his face. He went back to the dragon chaise and sat down, and looked at the envoy of Yiwu.

"Haha, this is your little gift? It's really interesting, I've accepted it."

At this time, among the civil and military officials, Min Changwen pursed his lips and walked out, stood on the side of the aisle, bowed: "Your Majesty, it is better not to include women from the Western Regions in the harem."

Hahaha--

The emperor suddenly laughed at the dragon chaise above, which made Min Changwen's prepared words blocked his mouth. He was stunned for a moment, and then Yang Guang waved his hand: "Min Shishang is worried too much, this is just a joke."

Then, he looked at the Western Region woman, paused and spoke again.

"I never thought I could take the national teacher of a country as the beauties in the harem. Girl, do you think so?"

"ah?"

This time, the civil and military officials were in trouble. They knew about the envoys, but they did not have more detailed information like Yang Guang. When they heard the little man the size of a thumb, the woman in the Western Regions who had become a flickering in a flash, the Master of the Nyewu, who had turned into a frown.

"Isn't it embarrassing to do this by a dignified army?"

"...In my opinion, it is embarrassing that Yiwu lets a woman be a national teacher."

"Don't say anything. I think it's not wrong for women to be national teachers. Only talent is the only way to be a proficient person. How can one judge by gender? Perhaps the Western Regions think it's reasonable."

On the other side, the woman raised her face and slowly retreated with her naked jade feet. She grabbed the long sleeves dragging on the ground and covered her slim body. In the blink of an eye, the gauze dress turned into a burgundy robe, with silver ornaments and agate embellished. The naked feet moved and the beauty of people holding it away. The veil was fluttering, and the woman hooked her red lips in the Chinese language of the Central Plains, bowing her.

"Ibutihaji, pay homage to His Majesty."

"Get up."

Yang Guang looked at the Western Region beauties who suddenly changed for a moment, calmed down his mind, took a deep breath, as if he had gotten rid of his mind. The woman's seductive eyes and red lips turned her eyes to the Turks, Gaochang, and Tuyuhun envoys.

"The national teachers of your three families should also call them out together."

Qu Boya, the King of Gaochang between Turks, Tuyuhun and Yiwu, looked around and hurried out.

"Your Majesty, Gaochang will not bring him without a national teacher."

It seems that it is not a heart. Yang Guang stroked the handrail and nodded: "Well, it seems that the Gaochang Kingdom is weak, so I should take care of you more."

The remaining Turkic envoys and Murong Shun of Tuyuhun lowered their heads. Before they could speak, a strong wind gusts came outside the hall.

"Hahaha, Tuyuhun Buddha Lianzun, pay homage to the Emperor of Sui State!"

At the entrance of the hall, an old monk without a beard, wearing a yellow monk's robe, hanging Buddhist beads, and walked in with a crutch. Two or three steps beside him, there were also a thick man with disheveled hair. There were many bottles and cans with talismans on his fur coat.

Seeing Yang Guang on Longting, he snorted coldly between his mouth and nose, and simply raised his hand casually and turned his face aside.

"The Turkic White Wolf God Sect, Anashi has met the Emperor of the Shang Kingdom."

“Bold!”

"The barbarians in the north dare to be the palace and be ruthless!"

Seeing this, the surrounding civil and military officials raised their sleeves and scolded them, as if they were about to go up and teach the barbarian a lesson. Anasi glanced at both sides, as if he was too lazy to look at it, looking above the golden stairs.

"I heard that your country's national master has a strong magic power, so I want to learn it when I come over. If I am not here, it's okay. I heard that your Grand Master is also very powerful."

Hearing these words, not only Yang Guang, but Yang Su, who stood with a sword beside him, couldn't help laughing, "Your Majesty, just do it as he wishes."

The emperor held back his smile and raised his hand to attract a eunuch.

"Go to spread the news, Yuwen Tuo, to Daxing Palace."

"yes!"

The eunuch who was waiting under the Jin stairs bowed and said, and just turned around and walked two steps, a sound came out of the hall.

"What's the matter with Your Majesty's call Taku?"

A figure dragged the cloak and stepped up the Baiyan imperial stairs, carried the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and crossed the threshold. The divine power oozed out of armor. Anashi's face suddenly showed solemnity. The Tuyuhun Master next to him shook his eyelids, glanced at the wide sword in his hand, and turned around and lowered his head to Longting.

"I report to the emperor of the country, we are not fighting here, but just want to compare our national teacher with our country's teachings."

Yuwen Tuo picked up the Xuanyuan Sword, put it under his armpit, looked at the three foreign national masters with their arms in a snorted coldly, "Even I dare not, you are worthy of it?"

......However, the Turkic national master had a familiar aura......

It is very similar to the Turkic high priest who was killed by me with one sword three years ago. Could it be that the two of them came out of the same school? Are they here to take revenge?

Listening to the emperor over there talking to the old monk with a crutch, outside the hall gate, an old man in white robe and blue shirt slowly walked up.

"I told you not to go so fast, so what if I wait? Didn't I say I'll go for breakfast? Where did this go?"

The old voice suddenly spread. Fo Lianzun, who was talking to the Emperor of Sui, looked back and glanced. The old man with his hands behind his back was as snowy as his hair, his eyes were blinking, and he looked straight ahead without blinking. He walked to the hall gate, raised his feet casually and stepped over.

Fo Lianzun was a little surprised. The other party gave him a feeling of returning to nature. After all, how could he appear in the palace be an ordinary person? Looking at his age, is this old man the national teacher of the Sui Kingdom?

The old monk glanced at Yuwen Tuo who reached out to support the old man, and he further determined the other person's identity. He immediately smiled and walked forward with a cane.

"Amitabha, I am good at enlightenment and will also spread beans into soldiers. I just want to compare with you."

After the words fell, I quickly added another sentence.

"Not compared to fighting, only magical powers are displayed."

Is this talking to me?

Wang Banzai was stunned. Where did my mother come from? He got up early in the morning and went out for breakfast. Before he could even wash his face, he would fight with me?!
Chapter completed!