1195 Hongmen, the mystery of the corridor by the wind
On the east side of the third floor of Zhufeng Building is a pond. There is nothing planted in the pond, only a few pieces of duckweed.
The wind blows, bringing with it the slightest bit of moisture. Even in midsummer, Zhufeng Tower is still refreshing and pleasant.
On the east side, half of the building is facing the sky. Sitting there, you have a great view. Not only can you take in all the scenery of Zhufeng Building, but you can also see the hall on the first floor, where the couplets are floating and rippling in the wind.
The layers of waves give it a unique flavor.
Today Zhufeng Tower was booked by the Nine Emperors Uncle, so the rule that you have to match the couplet before entering has of course changed.
When entering the house, King Luo looked around subconsciously, but found nothing out of the ordinary, and did not see Uncle Nine Emperors coming out to greet the guests.
Touching his swollen cheek, a trace of hatred flashed in King Luo's eyes, which quickly disappeared, and he walked towards the third floor.
He wanted to see what the Nine Emperors Uncle meant when he came to the imperial city to invite them.
As the master, Uncle Nine Emperors did not go out to welcome everyone into the hall, but he arrived early and naturally sat at the top of the table, with Wang Jinling and Cui Haoting beside him.
King Luo paused, and after saying hello to Uncle Nine Emperors, he looked at Cui Haoting and Wang Jinling, smiled and cursed: "You two are really early."
"Uncle Nine Emperors is having a banquet. How dare I be late." Cui Haoting answered with a smile, showing no intention of getting up.
Wang Jinling just nodded slightly as a greeting.
Although Dongling Ziluo was dissatisfied, he didn't get angry easily. When he saw the Nine Emperors Uncle, he remembered that the Nine Emperors Uncle slapped him in public.
Jiuhuangshu was not old, but he had a senior position. Jiuhuangshu could beat him in public, but he could not disrespect him in public. Even if he was dissatisfied with the position arranged by Jiuhuangshu, Dongling Ziluo did not show it.
Dongling Ziluo would never sit under Cui Haoting or Wang Jinling, so he chose a seat opposite him.
Not long after, King Zhou, the head of the Xie family, Zhai Dongming, Fu Lin, as well as several princes and first-level ministers arrived one by one. These people saw that Uncle Nine Emperors and King Luo had arrived early, and they were all big.
Khan, I apologize again and again.
They thought they had arrived early enough, but they didn't want these noble people to arrive earlier.
"You're not late." It's just that they arrived early.
"Yes. Yes, yes." The usually majestic big man was like a grandson at this moment, standing in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle, not daring to breathe.
Are you kidding me? If anyone dares to be late for the Nine Emperors Uncle's banquet, arriving early is the right thing to do.
When people arrived, there was no problem of not being able to have a banquet because they were not on time. Uncle Nine Emperors glanced at Wang Jinling, who nodded with a smile.
When the banquet started, the servants were silent and began to prepare dishes and pour wine for the guests at each table.
The boys in Zhufeng Tower were used to seeing big shots, but when they suddenly opened their eyes and saw so many big shots, they were still very nervous and their veins popped out.
The servants were nervous, and the people at the table were also nervous. Uncle Nine Emperors was in the palace today, and the story of slaying King Luo had long been spread around, and those first-rank officials even saw it with their own eyes.
At this time, Uncle Nine Emperors did not speak, and no one dared to speak. Moreover, on this occasion and in this atmosphere, these big shots were too embarrassed to use their usual social tricks.
The place was quiet and dull for a while. Wang Jinling shook his head and smiled bitterly, tapping the table and reminding Uncle Nine Emperors not to be too indifferent, but don't forget that Uncle Nine Emperors is the host of the banquet. As a result...
Jiuhuangshu didn't give in at all and sat there quietly, not eating or drinking much, which made everyone even more nervous, especially King Luo, who didn't understand what Jiuhuangshu meant at all.
Wasn't tonight's banquet meant to apologize to him? Why was there no reaction at all? However, Cui Haoting and Fu Lin noticed something different, and they frowned slightly, with a hint of uneasiness.
The King of Zhou looked thoughtful, and several ministers were anxious. The only one who really paid attention to this meal was Zhai Dongming.
Zhai Dongming immersed himself in eating from beginning to end. He thought that this matter had nothing to do with him. It was difficult to guess the thoughts of Uncle Nine Emperors. He did not offend Uncle Nine Emperors, so he just ate.
The food at Zhufeng Restaurant is very delicious. Normally he wouldn't be able to come in. Since Uncle Nine Emperors is hosting a banquet, he can eat as much as he wants.
Seeing this, Wang Jinling had to take the lead to break the dullness and told some idle jokes and anecdotes in the court, such as the story of a certain gentleman who went to court yesterday wearing the wrong clothes.
With Wang Jinling taking the lead, everyone was very considerate and talked about each other. Of course, no one dared to make jokes about the princes and the Nine Emperors. As for the prince, it was a taboo that could not be mentioned.
Especially for the Nine Emperors Uncle, everyone is still speculating about the purpose of the Nine Emperors Uncle inviting them to dinner as soon as he returned to Beijing, and they don't dare to bring the topic to him.
Everyone gradually relaxed while talking and drinking. Wang Jinling drank some wine, with a layer of crimson on his face, as if he had put on rouge. He looked very good-looking. With a smile on his face, Wang Jinling took the initiative to bring the topic to the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Speaking of which, Uncle Nine Emperors is a rare visitor to Zhufeng Tower. Even His Majesty has been to Zhufeng Tower before, but this is his first time for Uncle Nine Emperors."
With Wang Jinling as the starting point, the others naturally started talking too, each talking to me.
The Nine Emperors Uncle also responded with a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed. The banquet was gradually dying down. King Luo stood up with the strength of the wine, raised his glass and said to the Nine Emperors Uncle: "Uncle, today I am a nephew.
No, my nephew will do it first out of respect." Having led troops, King Luo was somewhat like a military general.
Uncle Nine Emperors was very considerate this time. He raised his cup and took a sip, which was considered a response, but he didn't say a word.
Dongling Ziluo stood there, quite embarrassed. He thought that he had started it, and that Uncle Nine Emperors should also apologize for beating him in the palace today, but he didn't expect that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't take him seriously at all.
Angry, ashamed, and a bit drunk, Dongling Ziluo did not hide his dissatisfaction, rattled the cup and plate, and pretended to be drunk: "I'm drunk, don't be offended."
"It doesn't matter." Uncle Nine Emperors saw that although King Luo was pretending to be drunk, his eyes were clear. He couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile and said: "This king was attacked this time and narrowly escaped death. He almost never came back. I can see everyone."
It’s a blessing to be seated.”
After saying that, Uncle Nine Emperors raised the wine in his glass, drank it all in one gulp, and said in a deep voice: "When I think about this, Prince Luo's small disrespect is nothing."
The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became dull. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, knowing that tonight's main show was finally on the stage.
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About three miles away from Zhufeng Tower, there is an alley. This alley is usually reserved for guards and secret guards. From here, you can get to Zhufeng Tower the fastest, but no one in Zhufeng Tower can see it.
here.
On weekdays, this alley is extremely quiet, let alone at night.
But at this moment, a group of men in black suddenly appeared at the entrance and end of the alley, blocking the alley tightly.
The leading man in black had a sullen face, looked at the dozens of people jumping out from everywhere, and asked: "Are you the guards of King Luo and King Zhou?"
"Exactly, any advice?" The people in the alley looked at each other and exchanged glances. The two parties quickly reached cooperation, holding their hands on the bulge on their waists, ready to take action at any time.
The leading man in black grinned, and a strange flavor flashed across his stern face: "Confirm the identities of several of them, so as not to kill the wrong person."
Then he dodged and left, and two groups of men in black at the head and end of the alley rushed over silently...
Tonight, as many big people as there are in the building, there will be as many small people dying behind them.
Someone has to pay the price for the attack on Uncle Nine Emperors!
A note to readers:
I also want to update four times a day, damn it, it’s so difficult!