As soon as Zhu Fengbei returned to the small courtyard where he lived, the guard Hua Wu hurriedly greeted him: "Third Prince, what I told is the truth! I did inform Ma Xiaoyao..."
"Okay, stop talking." Zhu Fengbei waved his hand impatiently: "I know what you are telling the truth."
"Ah?" Hua Wuyi was stunned: "Third Prince... Since you believe me... then why were you so angry just now..."
"I'm not targeting you." Zhu Fengbei exhaled a sullen breath: "That Ma Xiaoyao is so cunning! And he's so thick-skinned! He's just telling lies with his eyes open... The most annoying thing is that Lao Jiu actually defends him desperately.
...I’m so mad at you, so mad at me!!!”
"Third Prince, this matter must not be let go like this." Hua Wu said through gritted teeth.
"That's for sure." Zhu Fengbei nodded: "I will definitely make Ma Xiaoyao pay a heavy price!"
…
Inside the splendid and magnificent hall.
It was filled with guests from all walks of life, and a table was placed in front of each guest, with a variety of dishes and fine wines placed on the table.
Today is a special day, to be precise, it is a special day for the people of the White Tiger Dynasty.
Today is the birthday of His Majesty the White Tiger God.
The whole country celebrates together and all the people are happy!
The seats between the guests are also particular. Guests with distinguished status sit at the front, while guests with lower status can only sit at the back. Zhu Yingying and Zhu Fengbei undoubtedly sat in the first row.
Zhu Fengbei glanced at Ma Xiaoyao sitting next to Zhu Yingying with disgust, and said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Jiu Mei, is there something wrong with you letting Ma Xiaoyao sit here?"
Zhu Yingying smiled slightly: "What's wrong?"
"Today is the birthday of His Majesty the White Tiger Dynasty. What a solemn and solemn day!" Zhu Fengbei said with a straight face: "How unbecoming is it for you to let a little guard sit at the guest seat? Let others see it, and why?
You think we, the people of the Qinglong Divine Dynasty, don’t understand etiquette!”
"Third brother, what you said is a bit serious." Zhu Yingying smiled.
"Seriously?" Zhu Fengbei snorted softly: "Look up and see, apart from Ma Xiaoyao, which guard is sitting on the guest seat in the entire hall?"
"I brought Ma Xiaoyao here mainly for two reasons." Zhu Yingying explained patiently: "First, I plan to let Ma Xiaoyao follow me to see the world. Second, I want Ma Xiaoyao to serve me by the side.
Bring me some tea, pour me some wine, pass me something, etc."
"There are special attendants in the main hall, so there is no need for Ma Xiaoyao." Zhu Fengbei said angrily.
Zhu Yingying shook her head: "I'm not used to using other people. I'm used to letting Ma Xiaoyao take care of me."
"You..." Zhu Fengbei's face turned blue with anger: "Jiu Mei, you are really becoming more and more willful! When I return to the Qinglong Divine Dynasty, I will report everything that happened during this period to my father.
Let's see how you explain it to your father!" Seeing that he couldn't suppress Zhu Yingying, he had no choice but to move his father out. In the world, only his father could suppress Zhu Yingying.
"Whatever." Zhu Yingying said nonchalantly: "If you want to file a complaint, go ahead and file a complaint. I will never stop you."
"Okay! Very good!" Zhu Fengbei was furious. He glared at Zhu Yingying: "You are so capable that even my father doesn't take him seriously. You are so good!"
"Well, this dish is really well made, delicious, really delicious." Zhu Yingying picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. As for Zhu Fengbei next to her... she ignored it and responded to Zhu Fengbei's repeated attacks on Ma Xiaoyao.
, which made Zhu Yingying very dissatisfied, but due to human feelings, she couldn't say too harsh words, so she felt very conflicted and depressed.
At this moment, a person came from the opposite side and waved to Zhu Yingying excitedly: "Ninth Princess! You are here so early!" This person was Luo Shaoqiu, the eighth prince of the White Tiger Dynasty.
Zhu Yingying frowned slightly and cursed secretly in her heart. She is really a fly that cannot be killed or driven away! It is really annoying!
"Ninth Princess, are today's food and drinks to your liking?"
"If you are dissatisfied with anything, you must tell me."
"There will be a fireworks show tonight. If the Ninth Princess is free, can I accompany you to watch it?"
Luo Shaoqiu came closer and showed his hospitality.
"I'm sorry, I just have something to do tonight." Zhu Yingying refused immediately.
"The fireworks tonight are particularly beautiful. It would be a pity if you don't go and take a look." Luo Shaoqiu said unwillingly, "How about you go do something first, and I will pick you up after you finish it?"
"Eighth Prince, thank you for your kindness. I really have something important to do tonight and I really can't get away."
"That's it..." Luo Shaoqiu's face showed a trace of disappointment: "It's a pity that such a good opportunity... That's all. When the Ninth Princess is free one day, I will organize a fireworks feast for you alone." After chatting for a few words,
Luo Shaoqiu turned around and left.
Zhu Fengbei glanced at Zhu Yingying lightly: "This eighth prince seems to have a good impression of you? How about you get in touch with him? If it's appropriate..."
"You don't need to worry about my affairs." Zhu Yingying said calmly.
After asking for trouble, Zhu Fengbei turned his head aside and stopped talking to Zhu Yingying.
Ma Xiaoyao, who was sitting next to him, saw everything that had just happened. His eyes rolled around, and a sinister idea slowly emerged in his mind...
"Boom!!!"
A melodious bell rang suddenly, followed by a shout: "Your Majesty has arrived!!!"
Upon hearing His Majesty's arrival, all the guests in the hall stood up.
"Hahaha... Welcome everyone to come to my birthday banquet!" A middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and a purple gold crown walked out of the back hall.
With the aura of a superior, this person is His Majesty Luo Yixiong of the White Tiger Dynasty, a legendary figure. When he was a prince, he was very mediocre and was not loved by his father. Even the civil and military ministers did not want to see him. Others
His royal brothers kept bullying him. If he were another person, he would have collapsed. But Luo Yixiong did not collapse. He turned his grief into the strength of struggle, climbed up step by step, and finally defeated all opponents.
He became the emperor! To this day, many people regard Luo Yixiong as an example of struggle!
His Majesty Zhu Tianba of the Qinglong Dynasty often used one sentence to describe Luo Yixiong. This sentence is: "A useless person changed his destiny against the will of heaven and achieved supreme hegemony! It is admirable!"
"Greetings to Your Majesty!"
All the guests bowed and saluted: "I wish your Majesty a long and prosperous life!"
"No gift required!"
It could be seen that Luo Yixiong was in a good mood today. He sat on the dragon chair and raised his hand to wave: "You all sit down too, sit down and talk."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The tens of thousands of guests thanked him and then sat down one after another.
Ma Xiaoyao hid behind Zhu Yingying and looked at Luo Yixiong secretly. He sighed in his heart. He is worthy of being the emperor who controls a divine dynasty. This momentum is not comparable to ordinary people! I don't know when... I will be able to do this.
What about achievements?
At this time, a eunuch stepped forward and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Guests present gifts! Start!!!"
As soon as the eunuch finished speaking, Zhu Fengbei, who was sitting at the front, stood up and said, "A congratulatory gift from the Qinglong God, a hundred millennium ginseng plants, a hundred South Sea pearls, a hundred pairs of Ruyi jade, and a thousand precious spiritual fruits."
"Are you the third prince Zhu Fengbei?" Luo Yixiong, who was sitting on the dragon chair, turned his head and looked at Zhu Fengbei with a smile.
Zhu Fengbei hurriedly saluted and replied: "Your Majesty has a sharp eye, and I am none other than Zhu Fengbei."
"Well, you are a talented person, not bad, not bad." Having said this, Luo Yixiong moved his eyes and looked at Zhu Yingying who was sitting next to Zhu Fengbei: "Are you the Ninth Princess Zhu Yingying?"
Zhu Yingying didn't expect Luo Yixiong to take the initiative to talk to her. She stood up quickly: "Yes, I am Zhu Yingying."
"Well, she is indeed dignified and beautiful." Luo Yixiong glanced at Zhu Yingying up and down: "Brother Tianba is so lucky to have given birth to such an outstanding daughter like you, which makes me jealous just looking at her."
"Your Majesty, thank you very much." Zhu Yingying said modestly.
"Are you married?"
"Uh... not yet."
"Have you fallen in love with someone?"
"Uh...no."
"Well, not bad, not bad! Very good!" Luo Yixiong laughed happily: "Huh? Who is this?" Luo Yixiong noticed Ma Xiaoyao.
Ma Xiaoyao's heart tightened, and he quickly stood up: "Reporting to Your Majesty, my name is Ma Xiaoyao, and I am the guard of the Ninth Princess."
"Guard?" Luo Yixiong was stunned. He thought Ma Xiaoyao had some special status. After working for a long time, he was just a small guard? What was this Zhu Yingying doing? How could he let a small guard sit in the guest seat?
!
Zhu Fengbei looked at Zhu Yingying with some schadenfreude, and said in his heart: I just reminded you, but you didn't listen, are you in trouble now?
"Your Majesty!" Zhu Yingying bowed her hands and saluted: "Ma Xiaoyao is my gift to Your Majesty."
"Well?"
"What?"
"That's right?"
Luo Yixiong, Zhu Fengbei and Ma Xiaoyao were all stunned, and even the other guests were full of doubts.
"To be precise, Ma Xiaoyao is going to perform a show for His Majesty." Zhu Yingying explained: "This show has been prepared for a long time, just to make His Majesty happy."
"Oh? Is there anything else?" Luo Yixiong became interested: "Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you let him come out to perform quickly?"
Zhu Yingying turned back and glanced at Ma Xiaoyao: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and go out to perform?"
"It's not...I..." Ma Xiaoyao bared his teeth and his nostrils were filled with smoke: "When did I..."
"What? Are you still shy?" Zhu Yingying winked at Ma Xiaoyao: "Hurry up and go, do you want to be scolded by my third brother?" Zhu Yingying's meaning is very simple, if you don't perform the show, you will be kicked out.
At that time, Zhu Fengbei will have the opportunity to deal with you. If you want to survive, go and perform a show. Isn't it just a show? What's so great about it!
