At the Hongwu Zhu family’s main banquet, there is no need to blow whether the food is hard or whether the wine is good or not.
Whoever eats this thing knows.
The Zhu family hasn't held a formal banquet in many years?
Probably, it has never been since the death of his heir Zhu Qingzhao.
Those present, including Ning Qingyuan, really earn money if they eat.
The three tables in the inner hall are pretty good. Except for Jiang Wangshu and Hu Jianjun, the others in the yard are a little more reserved, and the others are shocked to be lost.
Especially those young people from the Zhu family.
When I thought that if I could successfully take office, become the heir of the sect, and inherit Yongletang in the future, this whole set of enjoyment and rules that were originally only available to the emperor, would it be my own?
But.
Everything is in stolen now.
It's all awful because of Su Mu.
The more awesome the banquet, the higher their hatred for Su Mu.
The loss in my heart is even greater.
Su Mu, Su Mu.
This is a mess.
There are many handsome young men in the yard who usually eat and sleep without saying a word, but now they eat the sound of pig troughs when eating.
Hate.
Let’s turn hatred into food.
The people in the inner hall were more shocked.
Not a shocking meal, but...!
The patriarch of the Zhu family in Hongwu actually said such words to Su Mu.
In other words, in order to receive Su Mu, the son-in-law of the erotic son-in-law, Zhu Jianshen not only summoned the clan leader of the entire Hongwu Zhu family with sufficient status, but also invited a group of masters to accompany him.
Is this a good manner for receiving a son-in-law?
What is the prince consort?
The prince consort is nothing.
The prince-consorts of the Ming Dynasty were all very miserable.
And now, this is a damn queen.
Who believes it if you say it?
The old men on the same table with Zhu Jianshen were still tense, looking calm, but the heads of the branch of the other table looked quite ugly.
At the table on Zhu Youchun, Ning Erxian and others seemed to have light on their faces, and their hearts were secretly proud.
This son-in-law is a scumbag and has a strong identity.
It's a must.
The atmosphere of the table at the father-in-law immediately became active.
Chu Legong and his wife are so regretful.
I wish I could bring Chu Nansei back and become a woman again.
As a younger brother, how can you be a love boy?
Otherwise, send your son to Thailand for a trip?
Chu Nan, who was far away in Dongyang, was eating lunch boxes in the office, suddenly felt shocked and then sneezed five or six times in a row, which made Mo Zongheng's eyes change when he looked at him.
"Old Qi, thank you for your hard work while you are sick."
If Chu Laoqi knew what his parents thought, he would probably jump off the building.
Can this parents still want it?
As we were drinking, the discussion in the yard gradually became louder.
"Hmph, I really don't know what the patriarch likes him."
"Isn't it just a successor to the sect? That's nothing."
"Yes, I don't know what's wrong."
"Why? This kind of thing actually makes us...!"
"Shh, please keep your word. This grandson is a cruel man. Think about it, even the head of Huayang Sect is eunuch."
"Fuck, are you afraid of him?"
"I really don't know what the patriarch is going to do. Do you want to pass on the Zhu family to him and Zhu Ruirui's children?"
Although many people have long thoughts of this, no one dares to say it out.
This is no joke.
The deeply rooted tradition in China for thousands of years is the system of eldest sons, but nothing is wrong with the legitimate daughter.
A married daughter is the water that is poured out.
Thinking about your parents’ home? You are thinking about nothing.
But the clan leader’s meaning is clearly meant to support Su Mu.
Su Mu made a bloody river in Mulan Farm that night, but he might not be able to scare the people of the Zhu family's division of sects.
Who doesn’t have ambition?
Especially when the benefits are great enough, you can avoid your life.
Su Mu is nothing.
Why?
Isn’t Su Yunkai’s godson, an orphan who doesn’t even have a background, lucky to be accepted as an apprentice by the sect?
Compared to his noble birth, he is different from himself.
These guys from the Zhu family forgot their ancestors, who were also beggars.
Anyway, they were just seven and eight were dissatisfied.
Why?
Because of you being handsome?
Are you scumbag enough?
I sir.
How could this be a piece of cake in the Zhu family?
This is a mountain of gold placed in front of beggars.
Seeing that Kingsoft was in his hand, he was snatched away. Is that okay?
For the Zhu Family's branch sect, they dream of entering the original sect.
This is always the ultimate dream.
I originally thought that taking advantage of today’s opportunity, I would show off in front of the patriarch and leave a good impression, and maybe I won the lottery?
In history, many times, the vassal kings inherited the throne.
But now...!
Everything is fantasy.
In the yard, in addition to Jiang Wangshu, Hu Jianjun and Jiang Chuxia, there are seven young people. Although they are all young people from the Zhu family branch, since they can be arranged here, obviously,
They are all smart people who are self-aware.
A handsome young man opposite Jiang Wangshu sighed and said with a wry smile:
"People are not in a good mood and always want to get too much, but in the end, they don't know that they lose more."
Another young man also smiled softly:
"Zhou Ding, stop being jealous. I have figured it out. People compare themselves with others, they are so angry that they can be welcomed by the clan leader themselves. Who can do this? Not to mention this, just say that he is doing it in Mulanchang
What happened, haha… Speaking of which, at least no one can bully Ruirui’s cousin can marry him.”
Zhu Zhouding glanced at the other party:
"Chu Zhao, are you really excited?"
Zhu Chuzhao smiled:
"It doesn't matter whether you can think about it or not. Just the force is worth it. Which of us can compare to it? I'm afraid of getting beaten up."
Another young man snorted, his eyes full of resentment:
"I think he's just lucky. If he didn't have a good-looking face and could beat him, the patriarch wouldn't look down on him."
Hu Jianjun and Jiang Wangshu exchanged glances with each other, and Hu Jianjun smiled faintly at Zhu Zhouding:
"Brother Zhu, come on, I'll give you a cup."
Zhu Zhouding was slightly stunned, then smiled and said:
"Young Master Ba, I have heard of Daming for a long time. How can one cup be done? At least three cups."
Hu Jianjun immediately laughed:
"Happy, I've handed over your brother. Lao Jiang, we two brothers are some landlords. Come and greet a few brothers."
Jiang Wangshu complained secretly.
I became a dead dog last night, and my combat effectiveness today was greatly reduced.
But he understood what Lao Hu meant, and it was to form cliques for the sake of my younger brother.
Those who can be arranged on their side must be people who can interact with them.
Otherwise, why bother Mr. Zhu?
Jiang Wangshu gritted his teeth, smiled and looked at the young master at the same table, and said generously:
"Then come on, brothers, my name is Jiang Wangshu. In the future, I can come to play with me in the imperial capital. Come on, brothers Chu Zhao, brothers Zhou Ding, and brothers, I will give you three cups first.
The rest, you can greet Lao Hu, and this grandson will not be drunk even if he has a thousand cups of wine."
Jiang Chuxia burst out laughing, and Hu Jianjun's face turned green.
He was so uncomfortable when he drank too much yesterday.
As soon as the atmosphere sets off, it immediately gets up.
They are not fools. As we all know, it is useless to talk about other things at this time.
Isn’t it true that multiple friends have multiple paths?