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On New Year's Day, continuous gun salutes sounded from the Heavenly Palace, and the sky above Jinwu Castle was covered with colorful smoke clouds.

Peng Yu put on a formal dress and accepted the congratulations from the officials in the Chao Hui Hall on behalf of the God Emperor. As the master of the Heavenly Palace, he blessed the officials. Then he led the officials to the Qianyuan Hall to meet the God Emperor.

After a lot of tossing, the sun rose three poles, and it was almost noon. Peng Yu, on behalf of the God Emperor, hosted a banquet for the God King, hundreds of officials, and princes.

Taking advantage of the break in the banquet, Peng Yu glanced at Zhuan Yang and excused himself to go down to change clothes.

Zhuan Yang understood in his heart, found a reason to go out for some fresh air, and left secretly.

This banquet was held at Ziying Terrace not far from Wuying Hall, surrounded by plum trees in full bloom.

Zhuan Yang ran out, looked at the environment, and rushed to the pavilion behind Wuying Hall.

Sure enough, Peng Yu sat in the pavilion and waited.

"Why did you call me out?"

"What should I say when celebrating the Chinese New Year?"

Peng Yu took out a red envelope and waved it in front of Zhuan Yang's eyes.

"Happy New Year?"

Zhuan Yang knew what he wanted to do, but was unwilling to speak directly.

"Then you don't want it?" Peng Yu pretended to take back the red envelope.

"Yes, I still need the lucky money."

Zhuan Yang reached out to take it, but Peng Yu took a step back and looked at him with a smile.

With a slight cough, Zhuan Yang saw no one around, so he secretly called "Uncle" in Peng Yu's ear. Then, he quickly took the red envelope from Peng Yu's hand.

"Hey, I'll give you 10,000 gold per year for this, Third Young Master. That's it, and you're still reluctant."

Zhuan Yang grunted twice, picked up the red envelope and flashed away.

"etc……"

Peng Yu took out Zhuan Yun's share of the red envelope.

"Send it to him."

Zhuan Yang caught a glimpse of the person walking from a distance, shook his head and said, "You'd better give it yourself."

Nunuzui rushed not far away, and Zhuanyang hurried back.

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On Ziying Terrace, Marquis Yunyang was drinking slowly.

"Father." Zhuan Yang came back and sat next to him obediently, in the place that originally belonged to Zhuan Yun.

Marquis Yunyang's heart was like a mirror, he simply nodded and continued to help him get to know other marquises.

…

In the pavilion, Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun were sitting opposite each other.

"How does it feel?"

"What?"

"In the past, your position was at the forefront of the banquet. Now that you are in a corner, will it be a little uncomfortable?"

The banquet list was written by Peng Yu himself, and he had considered whether to let Zhuan Yun attend.

After all, after leaving the Yunyang Marquis Mansion, Zhuan Yun was in a bit of a tricky situation. Would it be embarrassing to have such a banquet again?

"It's nothing, it's just that the friends we usually interact with no longer dare to approach him."

Peng Yu was silent.

At the banquet just now, he was drinking with everyone on behalf of the God Emperor, while secretly paying attention to Zhuan Yun's situation.

He arranged Zhuan Yun not far from Zhao Li, and asked Zhao Li to take care of Zhuan Yun beforehand.

However, all this was in vain. Zhuan Yun sat there without anyone approaching him.

"Marquis Yunyang has spoken and befriending you means becoming an enemy of the Marquis Yunyang Mansion. Obviously, he intends to force you to go back."

"I will not abandon the Hongmeng Immortal Technique and switch to martial arts," Zhuan Yun said sternly, "Since the beginning of the Spirit Emperor, the Immortal Dao has gradually revived the ancient atmosphere. In the future, when you become the God Emperor, you will also be based on the Qiankun Immortal Dao, and you will inherit the ancient Taoist tradition.

New Emperor of Heaven."

However, I don't plan to be the God Emperor.

Peng Yu was helpless.

No matter who it was, he regarded him as the future master of the divine dynasty. But in his heart, he really had no such idea.

But Peng Yu had the same idea as Zhuan Yun.

In the future of Dakun, immortality will be the mainstream.

As strong as Kun Lie and as talented as Zhuan Yang, he cannot escape the eight hundred years limit. How can he compare with the Immortal Way?

Seeing his silence, Zhuan Yun grinned and took the red envelope from his hand.

"Now that I don't have family support, I'm short of money. I still need the lucky money from my 'little uncle'."

He calls me uncle, but he is more sincere than Zhuan Yang.

When he opened the red envelope and took a look, Zhuan Yun was stunned: "Why are there so many this year?"

In previous years, there were ten "thousand gold coins", but this year, in addition to twenty "thousand gold coins", there was also a million dollar note.

Peng Yu looked away and said nothing.

"Thank you."

"I should be the one thanking you for the Earth Base Department matter."

Peng Yu didn't like to owe favors, and Zhuan Yun helped a lot in the Land Base Department. Now Zhuan Yun was suppressed by Marquis Yunyang and was in a bad situation. He didn't mind helping him.

Of course, Peng Yu drew a bottom line for himself.

The relationship between the two of them is limited to financial interests, and they must not be sentimental about "White Lotus Tea".

If you show true feelings, you will definitely be tricked to death by Zhuan Yun.

Zhuan Yun stared at the red envelope, thinking a lot.

He had considered selling out to seduce King Zhao beforehand, but when things came to a head, he felt a little irritated inexplicably when he saw Peng Yu being so generous.

Guilt? I still have this thing?

The two of them were relatively speechless, the cold wind was blowing, and the atmosphere was very dull.

"Speaking of which, Your Highness, what are your thoughts on arranging the Halloween party?" Finally, Zhuan Yun broke the dullness.

"A few days ago, Uncle Gu sent me the past years' information. I took a quick look at it and found it was too troublesome."

Zhuan Yun knew how to deal with misfortune, and Peng Yu naturally knew how to do it.

He deliberately put on a pitiful and helpless look.

"My father suddenly came to do this. In such a hurry, how could I have time to prepare for the Halloween party? Moreover, I have to be careful of someone secretly causing trouble and disturbing the birthday of the prince..."

As he spoke, he lay on the table and kept sighing.

"His Majesty's decision has indeed disrupted a lot of things. Especially Prince Gu, I'm afraid he will be very angry."

Peng Yu tilted his head and looked at him with big eyes: "How do you say that?"

"I went to Prince Gu's Mansion yesterday to inquire about the news."

"Wait a minute, are you going to Prince Gu's Mansion? Where will they let you in?"

Gu Yu is over there.

"I have my own way." Zhuan Yun looked a little unnatural. Visiting Prince Gu's Mansion was really a torturous experience. Now that Gu Yu is so entangled, she won't just come to my door when I get married? So, she must be sent away.

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Peng Yu guessed a bit, and said to himself: When he went to Prince Gu's Mansion, he was either forced to negotiate terms by Gu Yu, or he was tortured by Prince Gu. But in the final analysis, he was there to help me get information.

Even though I was wary, I had to remember this favor.

Zhuan Yun continued: "According to Zhao Wang's original plan, the Prince's Birthday and Halloween meetings will be held around the same time. The venues in the main cities of each county will be cast with spells in advance. After the Prince's Birthday is over, the Divine Emblem of King Zhao will automatically change into the God Emperor Totem, and

Put down the king's phoenix pattern. The Sixth Palace of Luotian will hold a world-scale celestial art, which can be completed overnight."

"But it's different now. It's a big trouble to grab the venue." Peng Yu covered his head and complained.

The two festivals are held in parallel, but there are only so many venues. The Prince's Festival occupies one venue, and there is one less venue for the Halloween party.

With Kun Lie's character of caring for his son, he naturally refused to let his son be wronged. Taking Jinwu City as an example, the prince's birthday will occupy at least half of the city's venues for various celebrations. Compared with previous years, the Halloween party has less than half of the venues. Those

Can the God King feel happy?

"Therefore, you must negotiate and communicate with the kings of gods in advance. As the deputy god, your highness should make those 'the best conferences in the world' one of your celebration items."
To be continued...