PS: What is the plot written by Chunfeng? Give me some advice.

The three words "Hongmen Banquet" were spoken from King Pu's mouth, just like gold and jade falling down, making a sound. The ministers and officials below immediately stopped all their actions, and did not dare to show their anger. They looked at the Zhao Wushou with a smile on their faces and were happy as if they were tides. Those who did not like Zhao Wushou had anger in their eyes and were very angry.

Even Xiang, who had expected Zhao Wu, frowned. If there was no Bai Muqiu's reminder that day, perhaps she was still indifferent today. Just as she was about to speak, an old minister stood up. It was Prime Minister Liang Bing, who angrily rebuked: "This is a great rebellious statement. You are a ruthless uncle! You are a monarch and a minister... you!"

"Please calm down!"

At this time, Zhao Ji spoke in the middle and waved his hand and said, "It's just a show. The emperor must be unintentional. Since I promised to see it, please come up. Liang Xiang is loyal. I already know. Come on, please help Liang Xiang sit down."

"Oh! It's so unbearable, it's better not to sit."

Liang Bing bowed and bowed, "The old minister felt tired and weak all over his body. I'm afraid he was a little tired. Please go back and rest."

Zhao Ji bit a bunch of grapes, leaned on the dragon throne, and said indifferently: "Please report, Liang Xiang will go back and rest."

Liang Bing looked at Zhao Ji, couldn't help but sigh deeply, shook his head and walked out, his back was extremely frustrated.

It seems that the Wu Dynasty still has a straightforward minister who is loyal to the royal family. Liang Bing is not bad. He has a high position and is loyal and loyal. It is a bit unreasonable to treat you as an enemy. Bai Muqiu looked at Liang Bing with expressionless face. He was naturally in his ears and was ready to respond. But he didn't expect that Zhao Wu would actually start the Hongmen Banquet directly, which made him a little worried. Moreover, the meaning here is a bit deep. Anyone who is a little worried can tell that King Pu is implying that his subordinates are powerful and powerful. Zhao Ji is naturally Liu Bang who traps the shallows, and he says that the emperor's heart has been so explicit.

"Uncle Emperor, please call your people up. I have never heard anyone sing the Hongmen Banquet." Zhao Ji Tianyan shouted, pulling the sleeves of King Pu Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu bowed his hand in a fake manner and said, "Your Majesty, this play is not that play, it is just a one-man horn. Since Your Majesty is anxious, then I will ask him to come up."

Immediately, the eunuch in the hall received the order and went to the hall gate and shouted loudly, "Please go to the hall!"

A figure slowly walked up from the steps and walked into the hall under the surveillance of the guards. This person was about thirties, with a long sword hanging on his waist, a long beard under his chin, and a long green gown that looked like a scholar. This person was not afraid of going to the hall for the first time, and knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists and said softly: "Lin Yunchi, the wild man in the Jianghu, has seen King Pu, Empress Dowager, Your Majesty."

Bai Muqiu's eyes twitched. This guy seemed thin, but his breath was even and thick, and his arms were even and strong. With the sword at his waist, he seemed to be a master of swordsmanship. If he couldn't see the arrangement of King Pu Zhao Wu, he would have a ghost. In the next time, he must ensure that the plan was carried out smoothly and he would have to escape danger.

After thinking about it quickly, I immediately got an idea in my mind. Whether it will be successful depends on God's will.

At this time, King Pu first said, "Come on Marshal Lin, please come up. Today, all officials gather for banquets and have a lot of music to watch the dance. Isn't it better for Marshal Lin to come to Duan Jianwu?"

Lin Yunchi held the sword and replied: "Your Highness spoke, he shouldn't have refused, but Caomin's sword technique can only kill people and can't dance swords."

Sure enough, this concert was quite fun? Bai Muqiu squeezed Fu Chen tightly, and his toes couldn't help but cushion, slowly wielding his internal force to his whole body, staring at the other party.

"Since that's the case, then forget it." King Pu sat down in disappointment.

Lin Yunchi did not leave, untied his sword sheath and said, "However, the grass people can practice sword practice again, hoping to get the eyes of the nobles."

“So great!”

King Pu nodded and waved his hand and said, "Okay! Then you can start."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp blade was unsheathed, and a soft moan sounded in everyone's ears. A sword shadow wheel made an arc. Lin Yunchi stepped on several steps, as if a lotus was rising under his feet, his wrist was shaking slightly, and the sword tip was rotating. He stabbed several swords in one breath, which made everyone applaud. At this time, Lin Yunchi in the hall turned aside the sound of applause, stepped on his feet, jumped up, and suddenly changed direction with the sword flower in his arms, headed straight toward the hall.

Bai Muqiu stepped forward and was about to go up, but the other party stopped and turned another direction. His waist fell backwards. The sword sharply accelerated, cutting the cuff of a palace maid in front of the stairs, which scared the palace maid to faint on the spot. Another palace maid was so scared that her face turned pale and her whole body was trembling, fearing that the sword would hit her.

Lin Yunchi seemed to have no one else in his eyes, and he was concentrating on playing the sword. Sometimes he jumped up in the air, sometimes he swung his sword, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole. The sword edge was getting closer and closer to the dragon throne, and several times the sharp blade passed by Zhao Ji, scaring him to his face pale, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Hmph! Your grandfather is so boring to dance alone. It's better to dance with you."

Bai Muqiu couldn't bear to see it anymore. Although he couldn't do light skills, he wouldn't lose to the other party when he raised his internal strength. The lower officials, from King Pu Zhao Wu and Queen Mother Shang, were quite surprised. At first, he thought that the eunuch had some martial arts skills and had no intention of it. But when he saw that he dared to come out for the competition, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Seeing that the eunuch who came to the scene was too young, Lin Yunchi paused for a moment and said, "This father-in-law seems to be too young. Go back and call an older one to come back."

"I tried it and found out!"

With the wave of the dust, Bai Muqiu bullied him. He knew in his heart that he was small and short, and had no weapons, so he naturally could not get any benefits from his opponents, so he used his internal strength to dance with the dust and circulated for a while.

As for how to use Fuchen, to be honest, he had only seen the Chilian Fairy Li Mochou use it on TV. He immediately recalled the scene in his mind, faced the sword edge passing by, and dodged it slanted. Fuchen swung it and wrapped it around directly. He retreated his little body, used his internal strength to retract his arms, and took it aback and dragged Lin Yunchi to a halt.

"You asked for it!"

Lin Yunchi was obviously angry, and the hilt of the sword swirled in his hand. The sword edge suddenly hanged Fu Chen off, and the sword body quickly slashed towards Bai Muqiu's head. The speed was so fast that he felt a trembling in his heart. This guy had just used all his strength.

It is definitely not a win-win situation, and it is not in line with the plan in his mind. He took this opportunity to pretend to be a barely avoidable action, revealing his flaws. Seeing this, Lin Yunchi did not hesitate. After all, it was the main hall, and it was not good to kill people after all. He raised his sword and quietly shot out his left palm, hitting the little eunuch's chest. Although it was not dead, he would have to lie for at least one or two months.

Bai Muqiu groaned in pain and fell to the ground, but no one noticed the smile he had inadvertently showed.

"Enough!"

The Empress Dowager suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with frost, her voice was clear but she had a unique voice of a mature woman, "Above the Royal Hall, do the wild moves of the world? I will only make everyone laugh."

Upon hearing this, Bai Muqiu lay on the ground and turned his face to the side, blinking at Zhao Ji a few times.

"My mother, please calm down!"

Zhao Ji stood up with a smile and said to Xiangshi: "Although it's not bad to fight in the martial arts world, it's very lively and very good-looking! I want to thank the emperor's uncle, so don't blame me. But Xiao Ningzi is not good at learning skills, which makes me lose some face. Come on! I'll drag it out and beat the thirty-plus boards."
Chapter completed!