"PS: It's the last day of this month. Book friends who have monthly tickets should stop hiding it. It will be wasted after twelve o'clock~"
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"Su, King Su Zhao Run...why did this kid come back suddenly? It's going to be bad now..."
While attending the meeting in the palace, Prince Chengling Zhao Wenshen looked at Su Wang Zhao Hongrun, who was standing expressionlessly at the entrance of the palace looking around at the guests in the palace, and his face twitched twice.
"I don't know how today's feast will end."
The King of Jiyang, Zhao Wenzhuo, and the King of Zhongyang, Zhao Wenxuan, looked at each other and thought of the same thing.
In addition to the above three, all the guests present also had different expressions.
For example, Wei Ji, the king of Lintao, and Zhao Sheng, the king of Yao, were actually relieved when they saw Zhao Hongrun, the king of Su. After all, between Zhao Hongrun, the king of Su, and Zhao Hongxin, the king of Qing, they preferred the former. And the reason why
I came to the banquet today just because I didn’t want to offend King Qing Hongxin.
Some of the court officials present here, such as those from the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Ministry of Rites, actually turned pale when they saw King Su Zhao Hongrun.
During this period, a group of people were looking at Zhao Hongrun who was standing at the door with great interest. They were Sun Mou, the Marquis of Huyao, Uncle Feng, the Marquis of Yuanling, Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, Zhao Anding, the Marquis of Shangliang, Liu Mao, the Marquis of Weichuan, Gao
Xianhou Lu Xin, Gaoyang Hou Jiang Dan, Pingcheng Hou Li Yang, Wanlong Hou Zhao Jian, Kuangcheng Hou Jiyan, Anping Hou Zhao Tan, Li Yuanhou Wang Xi, Lutan Hou Gongsun Che, Liuguang Hou Zhao Kang and other local princes.
But the happiest person is probably Yong Wang Hongyu.
At this moment, the banquet hall was completely silent. Everyone's eyes were focused on His Royal Highness, Prince Su. No one dared to speak to break the deadlock.
"You will never live if you do something wrong to yourself, Lao Wu..."
In the seat, Yong Wang Hongyu laughed wildly in his heart.
It is undeniable that when Yong Wang Hongyu came to the banquet just now, Qing Wang Hongxin did not deliberately target him, but the latter's various deliberate behaviors made Yong Wang Hongyu feel extremely unhappy.
For example, deliberately communicating with the guests who came here in front of Yong Wang Hongyu was obviously putting pressure on him.
It's just that although Yong Wang Hongyu knew this in his heart, he had no excuse for the attack.
He knew clearly in his heart that King Qing Hongxin did not need to deliberately target him at all. The other party just brokered an agreement with many guests present in front of him and gained the support of these people. Therefore, this matter itself was the most beneficial to his reputation as King Yong.
blow.
Because he knew this, when Qing Wang Hongxin stood up with a wine glass a moment ago and was about to make a toast, Yong Wang Hongyu was inevitably a little anxious - because after three rounds of wine, Qing Wang Hongxin was about to throw out the bait.
It attracted the support of everyone present.
However, at this moment, Su Wang Zhao Hongrun suddenly broke into the banquet. This not only surprised everyone present, but also made Yong Wang Hongyu feel a joy as if a long drought had brought a sudden burst of rain.
Unable to hide the smile in his heart, Yong Wang Hongyu imagined the next scene in his mind: In full view of everyone, Lao Ba rushed to Lao Wu with an angry face and punched the latter in the face.
Of course, although this fantasy scene in his heart felt pleasurable, when Yong Wang Hongyu thought about it carefully, it was probably just a guess for his own entertainment. After all, it was impossible for Lao Ba to be so breathless.
"Then...what will he do?"
After pouring himself a glass of wine, Yong Wang Hongyu looked at Su Wang Zhao Hongrun with great interest.
However, to the surprise of everyone present, Su Wang Zhao Hongrun did not make any noise. He just raised his hand, spread out a book-like thing in his hand, took a look, and then raised his head to see that the palace was completely silent.
of guests.
"What is that?"
Someone in the hall asked in a low voice.
The person in question shook his head in confusion, stretched his neck and looked carefully at the book in the hand of Su Wang Zhao Hongrun.
However, it didn't take long for someone to see the clue: isn't that the book used by Prince Qing's Mansion to record the guests who came to the mansion for banquets?
"Why...why did this book fall into this person's hands? It's so painful!"
Many people in the hall were secretly complaining, and they could even guess their future situation.
At this time, His Highness Prince Su murmured something like a whisper, which confirmed their suspicions.
"Tao Ji, the Chief of Staff of the Ministry of War...hey."
"Crack."
A ceramic wine glass fell to the ground and shattered.
The Ministry of War official who accidentally dropped his wine glass now looked pale and had his head lowered, as if his whole body was trembling.
You don't need to think about it to know that this person is probably Tao Ji, the "Fang Secretary Lang of the Ministry of War".
"Secretary of the Ministry of Rites and Temple, Zhou Yu..." Another name appeared in the mouth of a certain Prince Su.
Immediately, after Tao Ji, another official of the Ministry of Rites named Zhou Yu looked panic-stricken and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
After that, Zhao Hongrun read out the names of several officials in the DPRK one after another. Every time he read one person, he raised his head and glanced around the hall, and then fixed his eyes on the person with the most abnormal reaction, staring at the person and counting his breath.
It seems to be connecting the name with the appearance.
Seeing this, the court officials among the guests in the palace became restless.
Perhaps the local princes such as Sun Mou, the Marquis of Huzhou, Feng Shu, the Marquis of Yuanling, were not aware of the power of His Highness King Su before them, but how could their officials who had been in the court for a long time not know how powerful His Highness King Su was?
In the past five years, as long as someone offends His Royal Highness Prince Su, whether it is a ministry or an official, will there be a good end?
At that time, Luo Wenzhong, a doctor in the Ministry of Personnel, framed King Su, which directly led to a sharp decline in the authority of the Ministry of Personnel. A lot of power was cut off by the Ministry of Rites and the Yushi Supervisor. Luo Wenzhong himself was even sent to the army for murdering the prince. I don’t know if he is still there today.
Which corner is used to move bricks?
Hube once offended His Royal Highness Prince Su, which directly led to a fundamental change in his role. He was reduced from the "person who controlled the country's property" to the "money bag" of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry.
If it was just a quarrel, it would be fine. However, His Highness Prince Su was also killing all directions abroad, conquering Chu, conquering Qin, and subjugating Han. It is said that the enemy soldiers who died indirectly at the hands of His Highness Prince Su had actually died.
No less than a million!
What's more, the army under King Su has successively conquered the capitals of Chu and South Korea. Their illustrious achievements far exceed that of any commander in the history of Wei. Even the pride of the Wei people, "Wei Wujun"
, it has never been so powerful.
Being targeted by such a highness and regarded as an enemy...
At this moment, those North Korean and Chinese officials whose names were called only felt that their future was bleak.
If their legs hadn't become weak at this moment, they would have wanted to cover their faces and run away, although they also knew that it was pointless to do so.
"How powerful can one person be?"
Uncle Feng, Marquis of Yuanling, frowned slightly and looked around at the court officials whose names were called by a certain Prince Su.
He was surprised to find that the faces of the court officials were full of fear and uneasiness.
It is undeniable that Uncle Feng, Marquis of Yuanling, has heard about the reputation of King Su Zhao Run for a long time, but he never expected that His Highness King Su would have such prestige in the minds of Daliang officials that he was nothing more than
When Zhao Run read his name, those officials turned pale with fear.
He wanted to speak to relieve the tense atmosphere, but for some reason, there seemed to be an inexplicable voice in his heart that kept reminding him: Don't make a sound, don't make a sound...
Therefore, Uncle Feng, the Marquis of Yuanling, did not open his mouth to relieve the siege in the end.
It's funny to say that most of the hundreds of guests present were so intimidated by Zhao Hongrun that they didn't even dare to speak out. Even a very small group of people were frightened by the atmosphere of the banquet and didn't dare to interrupt.
However, the most anxious person at this time was not them, but the master, Prince Qing Zhao Hongxin.
"This old man is too disrespectful to me!...What is he going to do?"
It has to be said that although Qing Wang Hongxin has been a little arrogant recently, he is not stupid. How could he not see Zhao Hongrun's purpose? It seems that the other party is putting pressure on the guests present, but in fact, it is to Qing Qing for him.
Wang Hongxin is here.
As for the reason, actually both of them know it well.
Seeing Zhao Hongrun calling the guests attending the banquet one by one, Qing Wang Hongxin realized that he had to intervene.
If he remained indifferent and allowed Su Wang Zhao Hongrun to show off his power here, who would dare to come to his banquet in the future?
Thinking of this, Qing Wang Hongxin took a slight breath, walked towards Zhao Hongrun with the wine glass in hand, and said with a smile: "Hongrun, why are you here?"
"From the tone of Brother Wu Wang, it seems that he doesn't welcome me?" Zhao Hongrun asked with a smile.
"..." The corner of Qing Wang Hongxin's eyes twitched, and he forced out a smile and said: "Hongrun, what you said is obvious. You and I are close brothers, how can we not welcome you as brothers?
?”
"Oh?" Zhao Hongrun chuckled and said, "Having said that, I didn't receive the invitation from Brother Wu Wang?"
Qing Wang Hongxin's face froze and he argued: "That's not... Brother thought that Hongrun was still in Fenyin. If he had known that Hongrun would return to Daliang today, Brother would have personally come to the door and sent the invitation."
There is really not much truth to what he said.
You must know that with the standard of the banquet hosted by King Qing Hongxin this time, if he had his heart, he would not leave Prince Su's Mansion - Even if Prince Su Zhao Hongrun is far away in Fenyin and not in Daliang, and cannot attend the banquet, delivering an invitation can still show
Qing Wang Hongxin’s respect and courtesy to Zhao Hongrun.
To put it bluntly, it is the guest's business to come or not, and whether to invite or not is the host's problem.
Obviously, Qing Wang Hongxin had no intention of inviting Zhao Hongrun at all.
The reason is very simple, because his biggest purpose for this banquet is to gain the support of many noble and princely forces in the country. If he wants to gain the support of the latter, then he must compromise with the many noble princes and princes present on the matter of the "Four Orders of Hedong".
, it became inevitable.
In other words, if he wanted to get the support of some nobles and princes, he would have to become an enemy of Zhao Hongrun on the "Four Orders of Hedong". Under such circumstances, how could he think of hosting a banquet with Zhao Hongrun?
And it is precisely because he knew this that Zhao Hongrun just gave up on Qing Wang Hongxin's explanation.
However, out of family upbringing, Zhao Hongrun did not want to quarrel with Qing Wang Hongxin in public over this trivial matter.
So, he smiled and said: "That's good. In that case, I believe Brother Wu Wang won't mind if I come uninvited..."
"..."
The corners of Qing Wang Hongxin's eyes twitched again, and I believe he was cursing in his heart at this moment.
But at the same time, it was difficult for him to show his true inner emotions. He smiled and said, "Of course, come on, Hongrun, and take a seat first."
While saying this, his hand calmly held the book that recorded the guest list for the banquet.
I pulled it, but it couldn't be pulled.
No matter how hard he pulled, Zhao Hongrun still squeezed tightly.
Seeing this, the smile on Prince Qing Hongxin's face suddenly dropped.