"That boy, that boy, is he so powerful?" Magatama was still a little unconvinced. When she thought about being taught a lesson by Jiang Chen that day, she felt awkward in her heart. She was a little embarrassed to ask her to admit Jiang Chen's power.
Dongfang Lu gently hugged his daughter Dongfang Zhiruo beside him, and sighed softly: "I didn't expect that something like that happened in the ceremony to worship the heaven, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Could it be God's favor, using Jiang Chen's hand to relieve Ruo'er's pain?
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After much deliberation, I can only explain it this way.
"By the way, Magatama, this Jiang Chen took part in the Qianlong Examination in the royal capital. How did he do?" Dongfang Lu suddenly remembered this matter.
"Brother Wang, the descendant of the 108th prince, there is no doubt that Jiang Chen's grades are at the bottom. Moreover, until now, he has failed one of the three basic assessments. There are only three or four days until the end of the basic assessment at the end of the month.
, if he fails to pass, he will not be qualified to participate in the final test of the Qianlong Examination."
Magatama can only tell the truth.
"So serious?" Dongfang Lu was also surprised, "This is putting me in a difficult position. If this son can't even pass the basic examination and can't keep the princes' order, I am determined to give him wealth, but I'm afraid..."
"What you sow, you will reap. If he didn't work hard before, losing the order of the princes is not an injustice. Brother Wang, I have made a promise. Since you have asked me to be responsible for the Qianlong Trial, my little sister will not let go." Gou Yuzui
It's still very strong.
"Haha, how can I make it difficult for you? If he really doesn't have the destiny of a prince in his life, it would be good to be an idle official in the capital. He doesn't want to be in power, he only wants to be rich and noble. He is free and easy."
Dealing with it this way is the outcome that Dongfang Lu most wants to see. Otherwise, after the Qianlong Trial is over, the major princes must return to their respective territories.
When the time comes, who will treat Dongfang Zhiruo's disease?
"By the way, Brother Wang, speaking of the Qianlong Trial, Magatama received an invitation today. It's from the Longteng Marquis Mansion."
"Longtenghou Mansion?" Dongfang Lu frowned slightly, obviously very sensitive to these three words.
"Yes, it is said that there is a banquet at the Longtenghou Mansion tonight, and my little sister is invited to attend. It is said that a great happy event happened in his Longtenghou Mansion."
"A happy event?" Dongfang Lu's expression became more complicated. As a majestic king, his control over the royal capital should be impeccable.
But what great event happened in Longtenghou Mansion? Dongfang Lu really didn’t know.
Of course, it is impossible for Marquis Longteng to invite the monarch to the banquet. Firstly, the princes do not have so much face, and secondly, the ancestral legal system does not allow this.
"He didn't say anything clearly in the invitation. He only said it was related to his young daughter Long Juxue. Could it be that her daughter Long Juxue has made a breakthrough in martial arts?"
If it was such a trivial matter, Dongfang Lu didn't mind it and waved his hand, "Since I invited you, you can go. This Long Tenghou, haha."
Magatama's expression was also a bit complicated, and he knew that Brother Wang was afraid of Lord Long Teng. He was the number one prince in the world and held a high position of power, almost to the point of being so powerful that he could overwhelm his lord.
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Longtenghou Mansion is located in the southeastern area of the royal capital. Its geographical location is superior, the location is prosperous, and the architecture is majestic, but it is completely incomparable to Jiang Hanhou.
Of course, the Longteng Houfu is just a temporary residence for the princes in the imperial capital. The real princes' mansions are still in their respective jurisdictions.
Since it was a banquet, Jiang Feng originally planned to get a big gift, but Jiang Chen vetoed it. Since he would definitely break up, why spend money? Just bring something casually, do you want it?
Anyway, this invitation from Marquis Longteng is not for the little thing you are carrying in your hand. He has a bigger goal, which is to seize Marquis Jiang Han's semi-spiritual land and cut off the largest source of income for their Jiang Han Marquis Mansion.
Stealing people's jobs is a deadly enemy. Jiang Chen knew very well that this matter could not be let go.
In the evening, Jiang Chen slowly walked out of the secret cultivation room. In his words, if he went early, he would be ignored by others, so it would be better to wait until everyone had arrived before going.
Jiang Feng thought about this and accepted Jiang Chen's proposal.
By the time the father and son arrived at Longtenghou Mansion, all the invited guests had already arrived.
The scene was not unexpected by Jiang Chen at all. Intentionally or unintentionally, some princes and Marquis Long Teng reached a tacit understanding and deliberately left the father and son alone.
Fortunately, Marquis Jiang Han has always been a very good person, and he has made some friends among the princes. These familiar colleagues all got up to say hello to Jiang Feng.
The scene is not too ugly.
"Brother Jiang, I have been waiting for you for so long, and finally you are here." Suddenly, a hearty laughter came from the front, and a man in brocade robes strode towards Jiang Feng.
This man has a strong back and a strong waist, walks with a tigerish look, and every move he makes is full of domineering power. He is none other than Long Tenghou Long Zhaofeng.
"I don't dare take it seriously. Brother Long is too polite."
"Come on, come on, brother Jiang, you are my honored guest today, and you must accompany me to the seat."
It is not easy to sit on the throne. This kind of princely house pays great attention to the arrangement of seats. Although Jiang Hanhou has a good status, he is not high enough to sit on the throne of Longtenghou Mansion.
"How does this work? Brother Long, you are busy with your business. I will sit down with these old brothers." Jiang Feng was still willing to sit with these old brothers.
However, he obviously underestimated Long Zhaofeng's persistence.
"As you please, my dear brother Jiang must obey me today." Long Zhaofeng has a strong aura of "I won't give up until you take the seat."
Jiang Chen on the side said calmly: "Father, it's rare for Marquis Long Teng to be so affectionate. Since you can sit down, why don't you sit down? Just sit down."
"Hahaha, who is this? By the way, he must be Jiang Chen's wise nephew. Well, the tiger father has no dogs. Nephew, if you, the younger generation, are having fun, I will not greet you one by one." Long Tenghou said slightly.
His thoughtful eyes lingered in front of Jiang Chen for a moment, and he laughed.
"Hey, Lord Marquis, it's up to you." Jiang Chen waved his hand casually, turned around and walked away.
"Brother Chen, come this way."
As soon as he turned around, Jiang Chen saw a huge figure sitting on a table not far away, waving to him excitedly!
With a figure of such size and tonnage, there is only one person in the entire Eastern Kingdom, and there is no other branch, so it is undoubtedly Fatty Xuan.
Along with Fatty Xuan, there was Huqiu Yue, the successor of Huqiu Hou. These two people were Jiang Chen's best friends in the royal capital.
As for the other Yang Zong, he was hiding at another table, not even daring to look at Fatty Xuan and the others, obviously not planning to come over to interfere.
"Brother Chen, I have been missing my brother so much these days!" Fatty Xuan was very rough. He wiped his sleeves made of fine silk and satin on a chair again and again, "Brother Chen, I gave this to you early.
It’s a good seat. Haha, with the tonnage, it’s an advantage to grab a seat!”
"Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much." Huqiuyue also had enthusiasm in his eyes. This man didn't talk much, but he had sincere eyes.
On this occasion, given Jiang Hanhou's current precarious position, Jiang Chen was somewhat touched that these two people could perform like this.
These people can be called best friends, and there is indeed a reason for being called best friends.
Jiang Chen ignored all the looks from around him and was about to take a seat when suddenly a figure flashed past the chair and sat down on the chair that Fatty Xuan had wiped.
"Fat Xuan, thank you for holding a seat for me."
This man was dressed in black robes, with a very conspicuous nose made of wine, and a hint of ridicule from the corners of his sharp mouth, and he occupied the chair with great force.
"Yanhou, what do you mean?" Fatty Xuan got angry.
"Fat Xuan, I want to ask you, what do you mean? Can't I sit in this seat?" This person is Yan Yiming, the successor of Yanmen Hou. That day at the Medicine Master's Hall, he signed up for a number and threatened Jiang Chen.
There is also this person.
"This is the seat I occupied for my brother Chen!" Fatty Xuan was about to hit Yan Yiming.
"Brother Chen? Are you talking about him?" Yan Yiming said with a half-smile, "Fat Xuan, are you blind? This area is an advanced Qi area. You must have at least four channels of Qi to be eligible to sit here."
Glancing at Jiang Chen, Yan Yiming pointed to a small single table in the corner with a very joking tone: "Jiang Chen, that table is specially prepared for the initial Qi realm."
When Yan Yiming said these words, there was a burst of laughter from all around. Obviously, this was a plot that had been planned early in the morning, just waiting for Jiang Chen and Fatty Xuan to embarrass themselves.
Fatty Xuan was furious: "Yanhou Hou, you don't have time to do it, right?"
Yan Yiming smiled lightly and said: "Fat Xuan, you are just a five-meridian true qi person. When did you have the confidence to draw a six-meridian strongman?"
As he spoke, Yan Yiming's six meridians of true energy surged together, and a compelling momentum came to his face.
There was a lot of tension on the scene, and everyone was ready to take action if they disagreed.
Suddenly, a soft and crisp voice came from a table not far away: "Brother Jiang Chen, come and sit over here, I've reserved a seat for you."
The voice was sweet and crisp, and Jiang Chen didn't need to turn around to know that it was the current princess Dongfang Zhiruo.
With a faint smile on his face, Jiang Chen suddenly reached out and patted Yan Yiming on the shoulder: "This young Marquis has a unique bone structure and a majestic appearance. He even competes for positions with such character! He has a future! He must be your master.
I admire you very much, right? Yan Yiming, right? I will remember you."
After saying that, Jiang Chen had a calm expression on his face, completely ignoring the mocking looks around him, and Shi Shiran walked towards Dongfang Zhiruo.
"Girl, if you don't just stay in the palace, why are you getting involved in such a messy occasion?"
As soon as he said these words, the whole audience was shocked by him. This was the princess of the dynasty. Last time Jiang Chen was beaten with a stick by the king and survived, but this time he actually got worse and used such a tone to talk to the current generation.
The king's favorite princess speaks.
It sounds like you are teaching your sister a lesson?
Moreover, in front of the host of the banquet, saying that this was a messy occasion, is this a slap in the face of Marquis Long Teng?
For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene became a little weird.
Everyone raised their heads, wanting to see if the young Marquis of the Jiang family, who kept swearing without surprising words, suddenly went crazy because of too much pressure?