Tomorrow

Chapter 75 I, Lan Tian, ​​here comes

Chongzhen's 16th year on November 18th, sunny and no wind.

Yun Zhao got up early and stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself for a long time.

With a lot of money, Feng Ying is standing behind him, while Yun Chun and Yun Hua are holding a pair of blue shirts and a pair of new boots waiting for Yun Zhao to change his clothes.

In the mirror, Yun Zhao's eyebrows are like distant mountains, his lips are red and his teeth are white, but his eyes are like deep pools of water, seeming unfathomable.

Qian Duoduo untied Yun Zhao's bun and combed his hair gently.

After finishing the hair bun, Feng Ying inserted Yun Zhao's favorite green jade hairpin on his head and fixed the hair firmly.

Qian Duoduo originally wanted Yun Zhao to have a golden crown, but he flatly refused.

Today, there should not be anything special.

The green shirt was made by a lot of money, and the shoes were stitched by Feng Ying one by one. After Yun Zhao put it on, he smiled and said to the two wives: "Look, the years don't seem to leave a mark on me."

Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "Husband is only 23 years old today."

Yun Zhao sighed and said: "Why do I feel like it has been a long time, a long time, in this 23-year-old skin bag, there is a full 60-year-old ghost?"

Feng Ying said with pity: "My husband has been busy all day since he was eight years old. There is nothing wrong with feeling this way."

Yun Zhao glanced at the lofty Yushan, and said with a long smile: "Eighteen years, eighteen years, and now you will be successful."

With a lot of money, Feng Ying brought Yunchun, Yunhua, the old toothless mother-in-law Qin, and the well-dressed mother-in-law He bowed to the ground and wished Yunzhao all the best.

When he left the door, Yun Zhang took Yun Xian with him, and Yun Lin also knelt on the ground and wished his father get what he wanted.

Yun Zhao pinched Yun Zhang, Yun Xian's small face, hugged Yun Yu, and followed Pei Zhong's guidance to the Yun Family Ancestral Hall.

There was only one seat in the ancestral hall. At the top left, Niang Yun was sitting on it, and Yunhu, Yunbao, Yunjiao, and Yunxiao stood straight behind Yun Niang.

Yun Fu, Yun Qi, and Yun Yang stood on the right. Pei Zhong sent Yun Zhao to the door and stood outside and waited. This is the gathering of the Yun family. He is not qualified and cannot participate.

The last time such a serious family meeting was held was five years ago.

It was at that meeting that Yun Zhao took control of the family from his mother.

That is, through that meeting, Yun Zhao decided that members of the Yun family should participate as little as possible in Lantian politics.

Therefore, the names of Yunfu, Yunyang, Yunhu, Yunbao, Yunjiao, and Yunxiao generally rarely appear on Lantian's official documents.

Yun Fu lit three incense sticks and handed them to Yun Zhao. Yun Zhao respectfully offered incense to his ancestors. After that, he prayed three times and nine knocks, the process was meticulous, but when he looked up, he found that his cheap old father Yun Siyuan's tablet was already It changed from a small card with white letters on a black background to a big card with gold letters on a black background, almost as big as that of his grandfather Yun Boxiao.

This is the consequence of the success of offspring and grandchildren, and it is a concrete manifestation of the reputation of parents.

Yun Niang was sitting on a chair, her face was extremely majestic, but the consequence of this was that the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes would be severely exposed, which would never appear on weekdays. However, today, it is unprecedented for Yun On her big day, she only cares about majesty, not appearance.

In front of his mother, Yun Zhao just bent down to salute, and would not kneel down again.

From today, as the number one person in the world, the only people who can make Yun Zhao kneel down and worship are Huang Tian, ​​Houtu, and ancestors.

"My son is mighty!"

Yunniang stood up and supported her son's shoulders with tears in her eyes with excitement.

Yun Hu, Yun Leopard and others laughed aloud, and surrounded Yun Niang and Yun Zhao in the center, very pleased.

Old Yun Fu was in tears, and knelt down toward the tablet, sobbing and crying: "Master, our Yun family Qianlong Tengyuan is today!"

Yun Zhao helped Yun Fu to his feet and smiled, "Don't be sad in happy days."

Yun Fu nodded repeatedly and said: "The old slave knows, the old slave knows, just can't help it."

Niang Yun wiped her tears and said, "You have to hold back and go to a meeting today. Zhao'er still counts on you to support her."

Yunhu said loudly: "I will enter the venue today and see if anyone dares to oppose it."

Yun Leopard Yun Jiao and others also swear that anyone who opposes Yun Zhaolong's Ninth Five Years is the life and death enemy of Yun, and he will never stop dying.

Everyone in the Yun clan seemed very excited, thinking about it, it was a huge leap from bandit to emperor!

"I can't go to the brothel in the future, Abao, Ajiao, you are not allowed to gamble anymore."

When Yun Hu finished speaking, he found that Yun Niang looked at him angrily.

"It won't be anymore... I, I, I read!"

Yunhu's embarrassing appearance drew everyone into a roar of laughter, and Yun Yang wanted to laugh along, but was severely pinched by his father Yunqi, and turned his attention to Yun Zhao for help.

Among this group of people, Yunyang has no status at all.

Until Pei Zhong invited Yun Zhao to rush to the Great Hall immediately, the Yun clan stopped the heated discussion.

Yun Zhao took the handbag that Pei Zhong had handed over and was filled with documents, and said to his mother: "My child is going to take the exam."

Yun Niang smiled and said, "I hope my son will win the first place in one fell swoop, and let Yun's glory be forever."

Yunhu said loudly: "Azhao, you are at the forefront, and we are all behind, escorting you!"

Yun Zhao led the group of Yun clan thieves, and after arguing with their ancestors once again, they stepped out of the ancestral hall and headed for the Great Hall with grandeur.

Stepping out of the ancestral hall, Gao Jie, Yun Shu, Yun Juan followed, stepped out of the gate, Han Lingshan, Han Xiufen and other twenty-one Lantian mainstays followed, walked through the large study, and led a group of political affairs hall officials to wait for Yun Zhao’s Zhang Guozhu followed.

Stepping into Zhuangzi, Zhuangzi went up to the crowd, and representatives of the Yun clan officials followed one after another before entering the Long Street. There was a crowd of people here. The representative of Yushan had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Yun Zhao's brigade arrived, he quietly followed behind the brigade.

At this moment, behind Yun Zhao, a crowd like a green dragon followed.

Hong Chengchou, Sun Chuanting, and Lu Xiangsheng did not join in, they just put their hands in their sleeves and watched the mighty team.

"Yun Zhao said, today is his day to rush for the exam, do you think he can win the first prize in one fell swoop?"

Lu Xiangsheng was a little worried.

Hong Chengchou laughed and said: "Look at the group of bandits behind Yun Zhao. Even if Yun Zhao is not sufficiently literate, these people will lift him to the top."

Sun Chuanting looked at this seriously young team and said with emotion: "I didn't believe that a group of young people could achieve their ideals. I didn't expect that when I thought they might have the ability to change their world, they were already as powerful as this."

Hong Chengchou put on a mask casually, and said to both Sun and Lu: "It's better to wear a mask."

Lu Xiangsheng said: "Our three wisps of ghosts shouldn't have appeared in the world. Since we are on the list of representatives, even if we risk the loss of our souls, we have to walk into this new world."

Sun Chuanting laughed and said, "Then go!"

Hong Chengchou smiled, raised his hand and stroked the mask to make sure that he was wearing a regular one, and took the lead.

"There are no bells and drums, no guards of honor, no Gong E Titian, no golden armor to clear the way, no courtesy praise, not even umbrella-covered chariots, the Tianjiao of Lantian just walked all the way, and lost a person."

Zhu Cunji muttered to himself, constantly complaining to the former King Qing and Zhu Chaoxiong, the young superintendent of Hongyou Temple.

Zhu Chaoxiong laughed and said: "People don't care about these etiquettes at all. Look at the group of people behind him. As long as these people are there, Yun Zhao is the most powerful existence in the world, even if he is in ragged clothes."

"Yes, the emperor doesn't want umbrellas, cars, or ceremonies, but it makes the Hall of Heroes dazzling. It's strict. I really don't know what Yun Zhao thinks."

Zhu Chaoxiong smiled and said: "This is the courage that Xiaoxiong should have. I think I should be such a spirited spirit when I was the grandfather of the Zhu family."

Zhu Cun looked nervously left and right, and found that no one was paying attention to the two representatives of Tsing Yi. They all focused on Yun Zhao, who was striding forward with his head high.

He sighed slightly and said to Zhu Chaoxiong: "I understand everything, and I have figured out everything, but in my heart..."

Zhu Chaoxiong shook his head and said: "Brother, give up this idea, even if you are dreaming, don't say it. After Daming is over, it is impossible for our two brothers to save the lives of the young and old in the family.

Back then, you took in Gongchan’s three sons and two daughters. If Yun Zhao didn’t see him, I made up my mind to throw everything away and come to Chang’an. You should understand that among the many traitors in this world, only Yun Zhao still treats my Zhu family’s descendants. There is still some incense friendship.

Brother, forget the grandfather Yu Lie, forget the grandfather of the ancestor, today's Zhu family is a group of poor worms who only want to survive, I only hope that the world can quickly forget our former identity. "

Zhu Cunji wiped his tears and said: "Let's go, keep up, they are about to go far."

One thousand one hundred and thirty-five people from Tsing Yi walked into the Lantian Conference Hall, preparing to participate in an unprecedented meeting.

Before the meeting began, there was no cumbersome ceremony, no great momentum, and no domineering majesty. Only the red Lantian flags almost covered the square in front of the Great Hall.

Only the black armored samurai with a long sword at his waist stood in the hatchback and watched the representatives of the Tsing Yi people enter the first alert circle.

The officials who prepared the meeting carefully checked the qualification certificates of each representative~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and checked everyone carefully. Even Yun Zhao, who was the first to enter the venue, was not spared.

Entering the venue, this team of farmers, craftsmen, merchants, scholars, officials, and soldiers will determine the future direction of the huge Lantian and determine the future direction of the Ming world.

Before entering this solemn venue, three people unfortunately died of illness, and the organizers of the conference decided not to add any vacancies.

During the meeting, these one hundred and thirty-five people will no longer have any difference in identity. They have only one common identity-Representative Lan Tian.

The Lantian Conference Hall faces the green hills and looks tall and magnificent.

Ceremony officer Zhu Cunji gave an order, and the twenty-four artillery was loaded with empty shells and fired in sequence.

A loud noise seems to be announcing to the world-I am here in Lantian.

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