Joy of Life: I, a man, became the Queen of Northern Qi?

Chapter 182 Changes from odd to even?
After hearing the last two sentences, the ministers were greatly puzzled.

This masterpiece was sung by two people, and it was clearly a complete work. If Fan Xian and that weirdo could finish reading the rest, it would surely spread all over the world tomorrow. Not to mention everyone present, even the famous scholars who have devoted their lives to studying this art would not have any complaints about the words in this song.

After a long time.

Li Yunqian frowned deeply, but his long-standing imperial manners prevented him from losing his temper immediately. Beside him, the eyes of the Queen and the eldest princess Li Yunrui lit up, and they all looked at the Iron Judge with complicated expressions, their eyes full of wisdom:
'Who is this person? Why does he look so strange, yet I don't see him familiarly? I just saw him for the first time tonight.'

"I'll have to check this person's information later. I'm afraid even the emperor brother couldn't compare to him in appearance when he was young."

"Tonight, Fan Xian represents the reputation of Qing Kingdom. I'm afraid that Your Majesty will not be pleased by this person's disruption."

Because the Iron Judge was located at the back of the hall, and there were many columns supporting the hall and curtains on top, and because the Iron Judge had been unusually low-key since he entered the banquet, everyone's attention was always attracted by the changes that followed one after another, so they didn't pay much attention to other things.

Apart from those who saw the Iron Judge's face at the beginning, few people noticed him.

Now, everyone in the hall was numbed by the waves of shock, and the atmosphere in front of the hall had already become very depressing.

Only Chen Pingping stared at the Iron Judge coldly:
"I was used!"

'It turns out that this person had already made up his mind to come to this banquet tonight. Even if he was not led by me, he would have entered the palace through other people. If Zhuang Mohan's trip went smoothly, he would hide behind the scenes; if Fan Xian emerged as a rising star, he would intervene.'

No one would seriously believe that this masterpiece was written by this person, and Chen Pingping, who knew the Iron Judge's background, immediately thought of Queen An of Northern Qi. It seemed that the scene in the palace tonight was predicted by the other party. Only people who are also Tianmai would think like this and break the deadlock in this way!

"Perhaps, these poems were not written by Fan Xian, but came from the temple. The Heavenly Veined Ones and their descendants are truly magical and interesting!"

Originally, Chen Pingping wanted to take a leave and not attend the banquet tonight, but on the one hand he had to bring the Iron Judge into the palace, and on the other hand he had to keep a close eye on the other party.

Unexpectedly, the man who was practicing martial arts suddenly stopped holding the sword and started speaking literature and performing opera!
All the officials looked at the Iron Judge, waiting for his next move; the latter just looked at Fan Xian, with a hint of arrogance on his elegant face, and asked with a smile, "Are you surprised?"

Someone who is completely drunk will not be surprised.
As if he did not understand the reminder, nor did he feel the shame and anger after being exposed, Fan Xian said anxiously like a madman: "I was born with talents that will be useful, and I will get them back even if I lose all my wealth."

The Iron Judge continued: "Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun, and we must drink three hundred cups at the party."

"Master Cen, Mr. Danqiu, let's drink, don't stop. I will sing a song for you, please listen attentively. Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I wish to be drunk forever and never wake up. Since ancient times, all saints and wise men have been lonely, only drinkers have left their names."

"In the past, King Chen held a banquet in Pingle, and he drank wine worth ten thousand gold. Why do you say you don't have enough money? I will buy some wine for you. I will buy you a horse with five colors and fur coat worth thousands of gold. I will call my son to exchange it for good wine, so that we can share our eternal sorrow."

Have the two met before?

Who is Master Cen, Danqiu Sheng? And who is King Chen?

All the ministers in the hall had a look of question marks on their faces at this moment, but it must be said that the first perspective in this song is really unruly, full of self-confidence and heroism, and quite a bit of self-admiration!
Everyone was intoxicated and drank slowly. The banquet was supposed to be a courtesy, but they really tasted the three flavors in the cup. The wine was accompanied by literature, and the aftertaste was long~
In comparison, the core issue of this masterpiece read out by the two people seems less important.
"Dude, did you bring your cell phone? Are you secretly recording me?" At this moment, Fan Xian's face was filled with joy, and he was already dancing with joy as he wanted to walk towards the Iron Judge.

It turned out to be the case.

That's it!
It turns out that the fellow countryman from Northern Qi was the Iron Judge and not the Queen An!

Wait, maybe it's both...

Seeing that Fan Xian's drunken behavior was becoming increasingly unbearable, the queen on the high throne waved her hand gently, called over a eunuch and whispered something to him. The eunuch nodded slowly and then withdrew, obviously going to call the guards to prevent this Master Fan from doing anything shocking at the state banquet.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fan."

The Iron Judge's expression was as usual, without any flaws, "I don't understand what you are saying."

"Iron Judge! Do you really not know what I'm talking about? Mobile phone. Blue Star's fucking Newton and Einstein!"

Fan Xian seemed unable to suppress his emotions. Although he stopped walking forward after the roar, he still took a few big gulps from the jar of wine, truly living up to the words in the poem "sharing the eternal sorrow with you".

Iron Judge?
This man is an iron judge!!
No one in the entire hall was really drunk. Even how drunk Fan Xian was was a question mark. Upon hearing this, the ministers became agitated. The people closest to the Iron Judge quickly dodged, trying their best to stay as far away from him as possible without violating etiquette, and moved their hips outward to squeeze him.
Didn’t they say that the Iron Judge had been captured and beheaded?

How could such a dangerous person be in the same room with them so openly?
Those crooked officials in Shazhou!
There was never a moment when these officials hated their colleagues in Shazhou so much.
outside the temple.

Hong Sixiang's ears moved slightly, the bamboo chopsticks in his hand slowly stopped, and a peanut fell into the plate because of Newton.

He slowly stood up and walked to the entrance of the hall. His sharp eyes looked through the crowd at Fan Xian and the Iron Judge.
The former seemed not to notice, while the latter smiled back.

It seemed like they were about to take action, but unexpectedly, Emperor Qing just waved his hand coldly, asking Hong Sixiang to retreat while also wanting to hear more information about that matter.

"What cell phone, Blue Star? Master Fan, are you really still sober? Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Haha, so... Newton or Einstein is also your drinking buddy?"

Iron Judge looked calm and composed. He could sense the rapid improvement of his own strength.

The identities of the people in the hall tonight are not simple, and the name of the judge spread among them, and the emotions of surprise and fear he received were sufficient. It turned out that the emotions brought by the enemy would be even greater?
Among these, the majority was due to Emperor Qing's emotional changes towards himself.

Iron Judge had a vague feeling that he had already touched the boundary of Grand Master!

"Hahaha, Iron Judge, oh Iron Judge, you still left a flaw!"

Fan Xian's steps were disordered but he was able to stand firm. The officials in the front row near the middle could smell the alcohol on Fan Xian, and saw that his eyes were full of madness and contempt. He shouted, "I didn't talk about Newton and Einstein separately just now. How do you know that they are two different people?"

Not only can he separate the names, but he also pronounces them completely correctly!

As we all know, when you hear a strange foreign language, you may not be able to pronounce it correctly just by repeating it, let alone understand its meaning. This iron judge really has a problem!
And it’s a big problem!
This world is not simple either!
At this moment, Fan Xian no longer cared about the occasion, he just wanted to know the truth.
"Why couldn't I know that these were two people?"

The Iron Judge tilted his head and asked in doubt: "The world is so big, it is not just this land and countries. There is also a Western world far away overseas."

"Don't you know that when Northern Qi's Imperial Master Ku He was young, he once sailed to that continent. Not only did he learn Western magic and integrate it into his own martial arts, but he also got to know the local customs and practices of that region?"

"The names of the people mentioned by Master Fan sound very similar to the people in that land."

It was a barely plausible explanation, but Fan Xian didn't believe it at all! He laughed and didn't argue. He just looked directly into the Iron Judge's eyes and asked, "How do we get back?"

"Where to go back to?"

The Iron Judge raised his cup from a distance to show that he wanted to drink with him.

Fan Xian's Qi circulated throughout his body, subtly dispelling some of the drunkenness from the wine in his body, causing the smell of alcohol around his body to become several degrees stronger. He put down the empty wine jar in his hand, picked up another one, smashed the seal of the wine jar with one hand, and raised his cup to drink together!
Like a whale sucking in water, like a cow drinking water.

But he finished the wine in a short while. As his body swayed more and more, his eyes became more sparkling. After wiping the liquid on his lips, he said in a deep voice: "Go back to BJ!"

BJ?

Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hands hidden under his long sleeves were clenched slightly. The muscles of his whole body moved slowly, which showed that he was ready to take action at any time.
In this world, there are only Shangjing of Northern Qi and Kyoto of Southern Qing. Have you ever heard of 'BJ'?
Could it be the name of a place in the temple world?

Is it true that there is a legacy among the Tianmai that outsiders are not aware of? You know, Fan Xian has never left Danzhou since he was born. Which BJ does he want to go back to?
If I could obtain this inheritance.
The fists were clenched tighter and tighter, and the atmosphere became more and more weird!
Compared to Emperor Qing's calmness, the ministers were more associative. They looked at each other silently in groups of three or four, exchanging information. Only some officials who were not really high-ranking had doubts on their faces, their eyes were filled with stupidity, and they were at a loss.

"I know how to get to Shangjing, Northern Qi. I just came from there not long ago."

Iron Judge found Fan Xian's performance at this time very interesting.

He knew that the other party had confirmed his identity, but if he refused to admit it, the other party would be very uncomfortable. "As for BJ, it is not recorded in the travel notes of Master Ku He."

"Haha, you really love to act, but the Oscars don't belong to Dragon Country. You won't be able to win the golden man no matter how much you act!"

The other party refused to admit it, and Fan Xian didn't care much about the stalemate between the two of them. After all, he had confirmed the identity of this person, and he was now temporarily living in Nanqing, so he would have plenty of opportunities to find out the truth later.

Fan Xian's eyes rolled and he chanted once more: "The grass on the plain withers and grows green every year?"

The Iron Judge responded: "Wildfires cannot be extinguished; spring breezes will bring new life."

"I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky and a pair of branches on the ground."

"The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever."

"Flowers are so numerous that they dazzle the eyes, and only shallow grass can hide horse hooves?"

"I love walking along the east side of the lake, where there are white sand banks under the shade of green willows."

"Odd changes to even?"

"symbol."

This forehand straight ball caught Iron Judge off guard. He just smiled and did not respond. In any case, no one present could understand except Fan Xian.

"Playing tricks! Why don't you continue pretending?" Fan Xian smiled coldly in his heart, thinking that he has lived a second life, and you come here to scare me?

Don't tell me yet!

This almost woke me up from my drunkenness!

"I'm not pretending, I just really don't know how to get to BJ." The Iron Judge's playfulness had faded, and his smile had gone. After responding like this, just when Fan Xian thought he was going to cover up again, he unexpectedly changed the subject and said, "BJ is too far, but the beer in Shancheng is delicious!"

"Is this the foggy city?"

This sentence almost made the Iron Judge respond with "I'm not going to work tomorrow, I'm so happy, I'm so bummed!"
It must be said that Fan Xian was indeed very cunning, and every sentence he said was full of temptations and reconfirmations.

Placing the empty cup on the table, Judge Tie did not plan to drink any more wine tonight, as he had to get down to business. Thinking of this, Judge Tie said softly, "Master Fan, do you really want to go back? Although what I said is incredible, how can a miserable life lying in bed for a long time be compared with a world with healthy limbs?"

"If I think about going back, I will have to face that kind of suffering again, and history will continue to repeat itself."

I have to say, it feels so good to imitate the original master and perform such shameless and unfathomable tricks!
It would be best if I could lead Fan Xian astray, but I cannot mislead him and I must make him unable to sleep tonight!
As soon as the Iron Judge finished speaking, Fan Xian was so frightened that he took a step back. He knew! He really knew everything!

He can even hint at his past life!

Could this person be his attending physician?

The two of them, and maybe Li An'er from Northern Qi. Did the three of them travel through time together? Then, who is Li An'er? A nurse or a patient in the hospital? Fan Xian still vaguely remembered that the person in the bed next to him in his previous life was hospitalized because of his chaotic private life.
“Is it possible to choose?”

Fan Xian took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. His mind recalled the unique feeling of powerlessness and fear caused by ALS. Even with his current temperament, he still felt a little afraid and retreated.

But after a moment, he responded firmly: "I want to go back!"

go back!

Go back to the world without assassinations, targeting, or intrigue, where people care about themselves and the people they care about. Most importantly, a world without entertainment is really not fun.
"enough!!"

With a crisp sound, Emperor Qing angrily threw the wine glass onto the table. The wine glass was not damaged at first, but bounced on the table for a moment and then fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces.

Quiet, the scene was completely quiet.

Is Fan Xian not going to hide his incompetence anymore? Go back? Where are you going?

You are the child of me and Ye Qingmei. You can't go anywhere except Nanqing!

"Chen Pingping!" Emperor Qing turned his head to look at the wheelchair. In the past, this old man had never participated in such banquets, on the grounds that his presence might spoil the fun of the ministers. Today, not only did he come in person, he also brought this iron judge into the hall. What was he going to do?
How many things is he hiding from me?

"You brought this person into the palace. If you don't want to say anything, give me one."

"Explain?"

(End of this chapter)