At night, Yan Yushu originally just invited Tian Yinke to the banquet alone, but unexpectedly, in front of the Marquis of Zhongguo, Tian Yinke was accompanied by Cao Zhuo, Lin Shihao, Wang Cheng and Chen Long.

Looking at the "Zhongguo Marquis Mansion" Cao Zhuo said with emotion: "Since ancient times, there are many titles of Zhongyong Marquis. However, only the Yan family and the Duke of Wei Wang family should be matched with this national character. But if you have to strictly speaking, the Yan family is worthy of this national character."

After Wang Cheng showed the invitation to the servants at the gate of the Marquis of Zhongguo, the servants immediately smiled and led the way for Tian Yinke and others.

"Last time, the one who took over the Tianguo Temple was the order issued by this little marquis."

Tian Yinke suddenly stopped and looked at Cao Zhuo, wondering why he and this marquis had never known each other and came to harm him?

"General Fang is his disciple of the Yan family. It is true that he serves the country, but he definitely puts the Yan family first. This young marquis went to the battlefield with the Marquis of Wu Song Qian and killed the enemy. His martial arts are said to be excellent, but he is very low-key. He only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He also throws the army directly into the military affairs of the Nine City Military and Horses. The two civilians will not ask any questions about the handling of the two governors."

A moment later, the servant of the Hou Mansion: "Young Master, the VIP you invited has arrived."

The little marquis looked happy and stood up to welcome the arrival of Tian Yinke.

Just as they met, Tian Yinke looked at the little marquis with his eyes, and how could it be him on his face?

The little marquis was also very surprised why so many people came?

"Do you want to take revenge?" Tian Yinke looked at the little marquis coldly with a blank face.

When Cao Zhuo and others were shocked when they heard Tian Yinke's words, they seemed to know each other.

The little marquis Yan Yushu was the young master who was extorted by Tianyinke outside the Tianguo Temple that day.

Yan Yushu smiled faintly and said, "Revenge? Do you want to?"

Cao Zhuo was suddenly shocked. Yan Yushu's words obviously had another meaning. Could it be that he knew about Chuxue?

"Since you're here, let's have a meal first, so that you can fill your stomach and have the strength to do things." Yan Yushu smiled strangely, and asked someone to greet Tian Yinke and others to sit down.

Looking at the delicious food that was emitting an attractive fragrance on the table, Lin Shihao and Wang Cheng and Chen Long stared at the dishes on the table, and even more unceremoniously moved their chopsticks.

However, Cao Zhuo noticed that since he entered the Marquis' Mansion, he had never seen a female family member. All of them were male servants, and they were all good players from the army. Although the two at the door were small, they were also fine works from the army. They could leave no traces without making people notice. They must be elites in the fine works. What is the purpose of putting so many good players in his mansion?

Yan Yushu picked up the chopsticks and pointed at a plate of snow-white dishes in the middle of the table and said to Tian Yinke: "Tian Qianhu, in order to wish you a success, I specially found an imperial chef to make this dish." He once again showed that strange smile.

Suddenly, Cao Zhuo felt something was wrong, but he had no time to stop Yan Yushu.

"There is love for blowing snow."

The four words hit Tian Yinke's chest like a heavy punch. The pain made him sweat and couldn't even speak, just looking at the plate of "Blowing Snow and You Love".

Bang, the golden jade chopsticks in Cao Zhuo's hand shattered instantly, staring at Yan Yushu.

But Yan Yushu ignored Cao Zhuo and continued to smile: "But I think this dish is definitely not enough for Tianqian households to eat, so there is still one dish that has not been served."

"Enough." Cao Zhuo roared violently and stood up. Surprisingly, no one of the servants in the Marquis' Mansion ran over to see what happened, and the servants who served on both sides also turned a blind eye to it.

Lin Shihao, Wang Cheng and Chen Long also looked at Cao Zhuo in surprise. Although he realized that the atmosphere was wrong at the beginning, he was attracted by the delicious food and could not extricate himself. The imperial chef's skills were really not as good as those outside; but Cao Zhuo got angry, so he naturally had to ignore it.

"Brother Cao, why are you angry?" Tian Yinke stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of "Blowing Snow and Love" and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly and tasted it.

Cao Zhuo saw Tian Yinke's appearance and all the fire disappeared without a trace.

He sneered slightly, his eyes radiated with cold light, and his whole body emitted a cold breath.

The people around him looked at Tian Yinke with horror, and even the servants who were indifferent to Cao Zhuo's roar just now felt scared.

At that moment, Yan Yushu's heart trembled violently, and then he smiled and showed an excited expression.

The servant changed Cao Zhuo a pair of chopsticks, and the whole process was spent in a strange and speechless atmosphere.

After all, another dish Yan Yushu talked about has never appeared.

After the meal, Yan Yushu took the guests directly, as if he was just treating Tian Yinke to have a meal.

After seeing off Tian Yinke and others, Yan Yushu ran directly into the inner hall because someone was waiting for him.

Wuhou, Song Qian.

"Brother Song, are you safe?"

For some reason, Yan Yushu had a serious expression on his face.

Song Qian, sitting on the chair, was very casual, without any restraint because he was in someone else's house. Instead, he regarded Yan Mansion as his own home.

Seeing that Song Qian did not answer, Yan Yushu was not in a hurry when he stood in front of him, and quietly waited for him to finish the big jar of wine in his hand.

Suddenly, a servant shouted outside: "Young Master, Cao Zhuo has returned and has rushed in."

What made Cao Zhuo even more strange was that these servants did not even stop him, and they were just trying to persuade him with kind words.

But for a long time, Yan Yushu came out to wave his subordinates to Cao Zhuo and asked: "I wonder what advice Cao Tongzhi has?"

"Although I don't know what you plan, I still want to warn you not to say anything. If he really goes crazy, there are not many people in the capital that can stop him. By then, blood flows into a river, and those who sacrifice will be innocent civilians. The Celestial Army will not die on the battlefield, but at the hands of its own people. This is no longer a matter of dying one or two people, but thousands of lives, please take care of yourself." Pointing at Yan Yushu, Cao Zhuo left after the bombardment.

However, it brought Yan Yushu a message that "never many people can stop it when they look at the capital", which proves that his vision is always wrong.

After returning to the inner hall, Song Qian said to Yan Yushu without any intention of drinking: "I want to compete with your two masters."

Yan Yushu smiled and said nothing, leading Song Qian in, then twisted on a vase, and a secret passage appeared immediately.

Walking down the basement, the torches are red.

There were already two strong men waiting there.

Song Qian nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's true that he is a master, but unfortunately I can't resist a punch."

Yan Yushu still had a smile on his face and said nothing, and put on a pose for invitation.

At this moment, Song Qian couldn't do it anymore. He used his internal strength and floated up in the air. Without saying a word, he directly killed the two strong men with a heavy punch, like a mountain torrent and a fierce beast.

The two strong men were also shocked by this momentum. They had just made preparations to retreat, but when they took a step back at the same time, they stopped and looked at the fist at a distance between the distances in front of them. They were completely less powerful than the ones they had just now. This was nothing like an ordinary person.

Looking back, Song Qian gritted his teeth and sweated coldly. He could see that the blue veins on Song Qian's forehead were beating, and his expression seemed to be suffering a lot.

Yan Yushu patted Song Qian on the shoulder helplessly and said, "Brother Song, you can recover your skills after eating it." Then he took out a bottle and handed it to Song Qian.

"This is the medicine you mentioned before. It can not only restore martial arts but also enhance your skills?"

Yan Yushu smiled and said, "Brother Song, didn't you come for this today?" After that, he poured out two white pills from the bottle and threw them to the two strong men.

The two of them took the pill without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them exuded a surging inner breath. Those who understand could see at a glance that the martial arts of these two people made rapid progress in an instant.

Song Qian smiled, took Yan Yushu's medicine bottle with a smile, poured out a pill and took it, but there was no effect of two strong men.

She smiled arrogantly and arrogantly, as if she was the only one in the world.

He said to Yan Yushu: "Why don't you let them do it?"

When the two strong men saw Yan Yushu, they nodded and immediately took action. They were dissatisfied with Song Qian's arrogant gaze. Looking at themselves was like looking at dead people. Now we have to try how much you, a thin guy, are.

Just when the two strong men were only three steps away, Song Qian moved.

There was still his afterimage in the same place.

He clasped the heads of the two strong men with both hands, and seemed to gently clap the palms, hitting the heads of the two strong men, and banging them...

Brain and flesh spurt Song Qian all over.

Song Qian looked at his hands with satisfaction and laughed wildly even more unscrupulously.

The two strong men clearly saw that they had hit each other, but the next moment they no longer felt any sense of pain.

In the pavilion in the courtyard of Zhongguo Mansion, Yan Yushu sat there comfortably and enjoying the moonlight.

At this time, Fang Xinzhong walked over and said, "You sacrificed the two strongest dead soldiers?"

"What's the point? No matter how you exchange two evil dogs for a beast, you will make a profit no matter how you calculate it." Yan Yushu had a satisfied expression on his face.

"What are you going to do next?"

"Eliminate the most troublesome thing, this is Song Qian's only task." Yan Yushu swept away the image of the rich young master and looked at the direction of the palace with fierce light.

Fang Xinzhong nodded, stroked his white beard and said, "Indeed, Boy Song's biggest goal is him. Even if you don't need to drive him, he will come to him. Haha, I really want to see what the Marquis of Wu, who was once called the strongest general, is the most powerful master of the Celestial Dynasty."

"No, no, Uncle Fang, you are wrong. None of them are weak and they are very strong. But I have confidence in Brother Song. He will definitely be able to kill him. Even if he doesn't die, he will suffer both losses. We will benefit no matter what." Yan Yushu smiled sinisterly.

"Young Master, the Jinyiwei Qianhu Tianyin Guest asked for a visit."

Fang Xinzhong frowned and looked at Yan Yushu.

"Here, another expert is here to help us. With so many experts on our side, are you afraid that something big will not happen?"

When Cao Zhuo returned home, he did not see Tian Yinke, so he hurriedly asked Li Shinong.

After sighing, Li Shinong sighed again and said angrily: "It's all wild, and everyone is gone. Tian Yinke is understandable, but the boy in Tianshan has only been showing his head once every four or five days recently, and he doesn't know where he has gone."

Cao Zhuo did not pay attention to the whereabouts of the beast fox. What he was more worried about was Tian Yinke, who grabbed Lin Shihao and asked, "Where have people gone?"

Lin Shihao shook his head blankly.

For a moment, Cao Zhuo's whole body was cold, and sweat was blowing from his forehead. He took out the token of the Jinyiwei Tongzhi and said to Lin Shihao: "Immediately ask me to summon all the Jinyiwei masters in Beijing and gather immediately."
Chapter completed!