Great commercial capital.

The clouds are gathering.

The White Mansion was full of guests, including dignitaries from the imperial court, high-level Confucian officials, and some prominent figures in the capital. They all arrived.

The wedding of the Confucian disciple and the daughter of the Li family can be said to be the biggest happy event in the Shang Capital in recent years.

Because it was a Confucian disciple getting married, the four heads of the Confucian sect were seated at the front of the seat, followed by the dignitaries of the court, who were in charge of all matters.

On the main seat, Fa Ru sat there with a happy face, unable to conceal his excitement in his heart.

As Bai Wangyu's mentor, even though Fa Ru has stepped down from the position of leader, today he is still the person with the highest status in the room, and no one can take over his position.

The auspicious time is approaching, and all the guests are waiting for the arrival of the two newlyweds to witness the moment of their marriage.

"Looking at old Faru's proud face, I really want to go up and give him a slap!"

In front of the seat, Le Ru glanced at Fa Ru on the main seat and said with a smile.

"Today is his disciple's wedding, let him be proud of it."

On the side, the scholar took a sip of tea and said calmly.

"Everyone has watched Xiao Wangyu grow up together, and we have done our best to impart knowledge and martial arts. It's just that Old Faru was lucky, and Xiao Wangyu was just there in his name."

Le Ru smoothed his long, straight black hair and complained rather unhappily, "Speaking of which, you all have direct disciples, but I don't."

"Oh."

The scholar smiled softly and said, "Just accept one of them."

"It's not that easy."

Le Ru responded helplessly, "There are not many people learning the piano, and coupled with the limitations of martial arts talent, there are even fewer. I finally found a little princess, but I haven't snatched her away yet."

Having said this, Le Ru looked at Wan Rongrong, who was sitting opposite the seat, next to King Guanshan and his wife, with a look of regret on his face.

It is such a pity that such a good young talent cannot concentrate on learning piano with him.

Next to King Guanshan, Wan Rongrong noticed the gaze from the other side and looked over. When he saw Master Leru's kind smile, his face turned red and he lowered his head.

Seeing this, Le Ru shook his head helplessly.

This little princess is really too shy.

Why would such a simple and kind little girl fall in love with a man as full of scheming as the boy from the Li family?

It really doesn't match at all.

Speaking of the boy from the Li family, today is the wedding day of Xiao Wangyu and the Li family’s daughter. Can that boy make it back in time?

"Young Master is here too."

At this moment, someone among the guests noticed the old man walking in front of the mansion, with a look of surprise on his face, and reminded him.

Many dignitaries around him were also surprised when they saw the person coming.

Zhang Donglu.

This gentleman has not been in public for many years since he resigned from the post of Young Master.

"Sir, please come this way."

In the mansion, a Confucian disciple came forward and led Zhang Donglu to the table.

Today, all the handymen in the White Mansion are basically Confucian disciples. They serve tea and water, pick up and see off guests, and do everything else.

Such a luxurious line-up of handymen can only be possessed by Bai Wangyu, a Confucian disciple who teaches on behalf of his master.

"That's fine here."

At the end of the seat, Zhang Donglu took the initiative to stop and said calmly, "I don't like noisy, so just stay here."

The Confucian disciples on the side heard this and didn't say much. After arranging hot tea and cakes, they went to receive the others.

"It's so cold. Why don't we even have a brazier?"

At this time, someone among the seats said something, which made all the guests realize that there was not even a brazier in the huge White House.

"Yes, how can we not have a brazier in such a cold weather?"

The guests who had been sitting for a long time began to feel the coldness in the hall and began to complain.

"Scholar."

In front of the seats, Le Ru saw everyone's reaction and reminded, "It's your turn to perform."

The scholar looked helpless and said unhappily, "These powerful people are really valuable."

Of course, after all was said and done, the scholar stood up, and four talismans appeared in his hand and were thrown to all directions in the hall.

Suddenly, the main hall was filled with white light. After a moment, the white light dissipated, and the entire main hall gradually became warmer.

"It turns out that Master Shuru has such a method, it's really powerful."

In the seat, a group of royal dignitaries recovered from the shock and flattered him.

The scholar smiled expressionlessly and sat down again.

If it weren't for the fact that today was Xiao Wangyu's wedding day, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to these idiots.

At the end of the seat, Zhang Donglu had a strange look on his face when he saw the methods used by the Confucian scholar.

It seems that the Confucian sect also realized that there would be problems with this wedding and began to take precautions.

There were no fire objects, braziers, or candles in the entire mansion, and they were all put away, obviously to prevent the danger of fire.

However, can the calamity of destiny be prevented?

"Master Zhang."

Just when everyone was busy trying to flatter the scholar-in-charge, Hua Feng, who was sitting next to Zhang Donglu at the end of the seat, raised the tea cup in front of him and said politely, "I'm from the Li family Hua Fengdu, here's a toast to you."

"Li family?"

Only then did Zhang Donglu notice the man beside him who was even more delicate than the woman. He raised his glass and responded, "I don't think I have seen you in the capital."

The five realms, and judging from the aura, they are still the masters of the five realms. The Li family is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"I've been working away from home and rarely come to the capital, so I'm a bit unfamiliar with him."

Hua Feng responded with a smile, "Yesterday I heard the eldest lady mention Mr. Zhang. It is really an honor for my Li family that Mr. Zhang can come today."

"You're welcome."

Zhang Donglu responded calmly, "Master Hua, what's the matter?"

He didn't believe that this playboy took the initiative to greet him just to say hello.

"It's really a small matter."

Hua Feng didn't even hide it. He put down his tea cup, took out a piece of rice paper from his arms and handed it over, asking, "Master Zhang, the hexagrams are connected to the gods. Do you know the solution to this mechanism?"

Zhang Donglu heard this and took the rice paper. When he saw the lines engraved on it, his mind was shocked and his face showed disbelief.

Hua Feng observed the changes in the old man's face in front of him, and knew in his heart that he had found the right person this time.

"Where did you copy this from?"

After a brief shock, Zhang Donglu suppressed the waves in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

"On top of a stone box."

Hua Feng didn't hide anything and told the truth.

"Can I have a look at the stone box?" Zhang Donglu asked.

"Can."

Hua Feng responded, then changed his tone and said, "However, there are many people now, so it is not suitable to show it in public. After the eldest lady gets married, I must let the adults see it. Sir, can you tell me first, what is this?

"

"Heaven secret lock."
Chapter completed!