Chapter 183

In the valley.

A large hall, the main hall plaque on the "flying hall" three words.

In the Feitian hall, there are bookshelves on the four walls with tens of thousands of books on display. Dense.

There are some daily necessities around the hall. Tea bowls, chopsticks, wine cups, stools and chairs are all set in two. It's like a place where two people live.

At the moment, Yifeng, an old man in white, is sitting on a comfortable chair. A few servants are waiting.

The old man held a pamphlet in his hand.

"Is that all?" Yi Feng frowned and asked.

"Yes, this is all the information of the king standing side by side. Since entering Yanjing, there is no omission! Even all that he has in the geomantic array is true. " A servant said respectfully.

"One word for each other? Yan Chuan? He's a real fan! I can't see through this information. " Yi Feng pondered.

While meditating, Yifeng gently taps on the table, and in the analysis of the data, Yan Chuan is the man.

Not long.

Meng Rongrong, Liu Jin and others, under the leadership of Yifeng grandson, came to the Feitian hall not far away.

"Feitian hall? flying Apsaras? Only high-level practitioners can fly into the sky. It seems that the old master's heart is full of flying ideas Meng Rongrong looks at the plaque with a smile.

Looking at the plaque, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "the elder misunderstood that Feitian hall is actually to commemorate my grandmother, whose name is Chen Feitian. After the death of grandma, my grandfather has been thinking about his grandmother and changed the name of this hall into Feitian hall! "

"Eh?".

"I see. It seems that I misunderstood it." Meng Rongrong said with a wry smile.

But Liu Jin took a deep look at the plaque and said nothing.

"Everybody, please!" Middle aged man leads the way.

"Well!" The crowd nodded.

At the moment, there are also people into the palace to inform Yifeng.

Yifeng put down the volume in his hand and met him.

"If you come to the door, please forgive me for your loss." Yi Feng walks to the door with a smile.

Yifeng doesn't sell his old age at the moment, because he knows that practitioners can't judge their age. Maybe these people are older than themselves!

"I've met the old master!" Meng Rongrong said with a smile.

"Liu Jin stands side by side and Wang meets the old master!" Liu Jin also immediately said.

"Oh?" Yi Feng takes a slightly unexpected look at Liu Jin.

From Yan Chuan's data, we know Liu Jin.

"Everybody, please come in!" Yifeng leads people into the hall.

Step in and everybody nods.

The housekeeper also moved a large number of seats in good time and quickly. Put it in the hall respectfully.

It is divided into two sides, with six seats on the left and two seats on the right for eight people.

"Sit down, gentlemen!" Yi Feng smiles.

Meng Rongrong nodded and sat at the head of the left column, and Changqing and others sat under it.

Liu Jin sits second in the right column, but the soldiers in royal guards who follow him stand behind Liu Jin and do not take their seats.

"Well?" Everyone cast a curious look.

The left column is full, and the right column is for Liu Jin and the royal guards. Why did Liu Jin take the first place and take the second place? And the royal guards didn't take their seats?

"Mr. Liu, are you?" Yifeng is wonderful.

"I dare not hide it from the old master. This time, I come on behalf of the king. Therefore, this first position is vacant for the king!" Liu Jin said respectfully.

Empty for Yan Chuan?

Meng Rongrong eyebrows a pick, as if to feel a trace of inappropriate. But I don't know what it is.

Yi Feng has a meaningful look at Liu Jin. as if thinking of sth.

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