After bidding farewell to the Eastern Zhou envoy, Zhuo Mufeng and his party returned to Wu Mansion.
After all, it was on the border of Gusu City, and the spies of the Sanjiang League had already reported the situation to Wu Guanting, so when Zhuo Mufeng and others rushed to the gate of the Wu Mansion, Wu Guanting and his wife were already waiting there with others.
"Brother Le!" Upon seeing Le Qian, Wu Guanting and his wife immediately came up to him. As for Zhuo Mufeng and others, they are juniors, so of course they have no right to keep them waiting.
Le Qian laughed and said, "I'm here to disturb you again, this idle guy, you won't mind it, right?"
Miao Qingcheng joked: "I'm afraid the Sanjiang League's fine wine won't keep Brother Le, and we'll leave without saying goodbye like last time."
Leqian waved his hands, as if he didn't mention the past. He had always been free and easy, never abiding by ordinary secular etiquette, and often left as soon as he said it. People who didn't know it thought they had offended him.
After the three chatted for a while, Wu Guanting and his wife looked at the people behind Le Qian.
Miao Qingcheng's beautiful eyes swept over her daughter first, and saw that she didn't look like she had been working hard on the journey. Instead, there was joy in her eyebrows. She snuggled next to the boy in white and sighed in her heart that the daughter was not allowed to stay. Her eyes fell on her again.
Zhuo Mufeng, even with Miao Qingcheng's insight and temperament, couldn't help but secretly cheer.
I don’t know whether it’s due to his profound skills or his momentum, but today’s Zhuo Mufeng has completely shed his past immatureness. The strong and handsome facial contours show the masculinity of a man, and he also has a tall and straight figure, making him look extremely chic just standing there casually.
However, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised at all times, almost like a smile but not a smile, which makes his righteousness and awe-inspiring aura a bit seductive and evil, which is enough to grab the attention of men and women in the world at the first moment.
Such a man with perfect appearance and temperament even showed great power in the Northern Qi Dynasty. He performed a perfect storm in public and defeated the Holy Son of Moko in one fell swoop. Now the whole world is talking about it, and even the supreme glory of the world's number one genius has been dismissed.
The good deeds are crowned on his head.
Miao Qingcheng seemed to see a bright divine light in Zhuo Mufeng. The image of Zhuo Mufeng worshiping her husband as his adoptive father was still vivid in her mind. Who could have imagined that this young man with an ordinary background would actually grow up in just five years?
Within a year, we have reached this point!
With a bright smile, Miao Qingcheng stepped forward to hold Qin Kerqing, and the two girls immediately walked aside and started talking privately.
Wu Guanting met Situ Ji first, and then walked up to Zhuo Mufeng and patted him on the shoulder. His expression was full of admiration, and he didn't even know what to say.
It is true that Zhuo Mufeng's progress was too fast. Even though Bianhe said that the opponent had a perfect body and was a genius, even Bianhe himself, after hearing that Zhuo Mufeng defeated the Holy Son of Moko, said, "On
When "Jianghu" even ranked it 22nd on the Star List, I was still stunned for a while.
Wu Guanting didn't say it, but he was still very confident in his talent. It turned out that compared with his adopted son, his talent was not worth mentioning.
Behind him, Meng Jiuxiao, Zhan Bai, Song Lele, Min Huaixiang and other backbone members of the Sanjiang Alliance also looked at Zhuo Mufeng in a daze.
They have been in the world for most of their lives, and this is the first time they have seen such a person. It seems that every once in a while, the other party will make great progress and will not stop at all. They often create amazing achievements and will not stop until they scare people to death.
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But the more this happens, the more they are full of expectations, not knowing where the other party can go in the future and where it will take the Sanjiang Alliance.
After thinking for a while, Wu Guanting finally had to say: "My son, thank you for your hard work."
Zhuo Mufeng immediately smiled and said, "My foster father and mother are worried about you."
Seeing this, Le Qian laughed loudly in front of him: "Brother Guanting, don't wait any longer. Welcome us in quickly. The wine and food are arranged. I'm addicted to alcohol again." He shook the wine gourd in his hand.
, indicating that there is no wine in it.
Wu Guanting was also a fun-loving person. He immediately extended his hand and said, "How dare you neglect Brother Le? All the delicacies in Gusu City are already on the table."
Everyone filed in in a cheerful atmosphere, and the whole witch house suddenly became lively.
What's interesting is that this banquet was held in Xia Zhuyuan, which is where Wu Guanting hosted important figures after the Sanjiang Alliance defeated Wu Wu Dao.
I still remember that time, Zhuo Mufeng had a conflict with Lei Heng and Master He Kun. At that time, he was not even qualified to enter Xia Zhuyuan, but now, he is sitting at the main table, accompanied by Wu Guanting, Le Qian and others.
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But Lei Heng and Master He Kun no longer knew where they were. In just five years, everything had changed.
Needless to say, there was a banquet at the table. After Le Qian drank too much, he told Zhuo Mufeng: "Brother Mufeng, although you have become the military recorder here, you must be careful and think twice before you act.
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Zhuo Mufeng said hurriedly: "Brother Le, don't worry, I will save it for you."
The names of the two left everyone speechless. Wu Guanting and Zhuo Mufeng had a father-son relationship, but they ended up arguing with Le Qian's peers. This relationship must be too confusing.
But soon, everyone's focus shifted again. Meng Jiuxiao asked in surprise: "Senior Le, what's the record of the march?" As for the content of the imperial edict and the rewards, the people of the Sanjiang League didn't know yet.
Wu Yuanyuan glanced at her lover, unable to hide her pride, and took the lead in explaining: "This time we have reached an agreement with the Northern Qi Dynasty. Your Majesty has paid special attention to Mu Feng and has officially appointed him as the recorder of the march in Gusu City."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Xia Zhuyuan suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Zhuo Mufeng, who had a calm expression.
Whether it was Wu Guanting, Miao Qingcheng, or others, they were all so shocked that they couldn't believe their ears.
Miao Qingcheng stared blankly at Zhuo Mufeng, and after a while, she turned to Leqian, Situ Ji and even Qin Keqing. Seeing the expressions of these people, her heart trembled. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and asked directly to Xiang.
Zhuo Mufeng: "Child, are Yuan Yatou's words true?"
Wu Guanting, Meng Jiuxiao and other big shots were also waiting attentively, staring at Zhuo Mufeng without blinking, creating a suffocating aura.
Zhuo Mufeng had thought that everyone's reaction would be huge, but he didn't expect it to be this big. He felt helpless for a moment, but since he was asked, he could only answer truthfully: "Your Majesty just issued the decree."
"this……"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Zhuo Mufeng became the captain of Zhechong half a year ago, which caused quite a stir in the world. Many people once cursed him, saying that he had fallen and became a court eagle.
But there are some things that everyone knows very well. Most of those who curse are just out of jealousy.
Except for a small number of truly noble people in the world, no one wants to clean themselves up and put on official uniforms, so that they can honor their ancestors and no longer have to live a life of licking blood with a knife.
It's just that the officialdom is heavily controlled by the major camps. If a mere martial artist doesn't have excellent achievements and background, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he can't even hope to get in, unless he becomes a guard for high-ranking officials, but that's obviously not what many people want.
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Especially top forces such as the Sanjiang League, which are at the upper echelons of the world, understand better that there are people in the government who can do things easily. Without government connections, many businesses will not work. Once there is a problem with funds, the Sanjiang League's layout in various places will be greatly affected.
To put it bluntly, if you want to maintain a group for a long time, it boils down to interests.
Ever since Zhuo Mufeng became the lieutenant of Zhechong, some people in the Sanjiang League have been looking forward to him, hoping that he will get higher and higher and become the backer of the Sanjiang League in the future. This group of people is led by Meng Jiuxiao, Song Lele and others.
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But no one expected that Zhuo Mufeng's luck would be so good. After a round of travel in Northern Qi, he would directly turn into a marching recorder. That was an existence that even the city lord didn't need to take seriously.
With Zhuo Mufeng taking care of them in the future, won't the Sanjiang Alliance be able to run amok in the Gusu City area? Why do they need to give out gifts every year to curry favor with those officials?
There was a burst of ecstasy in many people's hearts. They looked at Zhuo Mufeng's eyes changing again and again. They no longer looked at a younger generation. Some of the middle and senior leaders of the Sanjiang League even showed awe in their expressions.
However, the people present were all elites. After a brief excitement, they quickly realized something was wrong when they calmed down.
This is Wei Yudao, does the order of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty Emperor work? Without the approval of the Jiedu Envoy, this appointment may be a disaster rather than a blessing for Zhuo Mufeng.
For a moment, the expressions of Meng Jiuxiao and others darkened again. Wu Guanting and his wife's expressions were even more solemn. The atmosphere of the entire banquet turned from high to low, and the previous joy was almost gone.
Sensing this change, Le Qian said with a smile: "Don't be so grimacing. Zhang Jiaquan has sent someone to deliver the tiger talisman to Brother Mu Feng, officially handing over the military power of Gusu City to him."
What?
Everyone was shocked again and again, and the reverse was so fast that these gangsters were unable to turn around. Wu Guanting asked anxiously: "Is it possible that Mu Feng accepted it?"
Zhuo Mufeng immediately understood the reason for Wu Guanting's anxiety. The adoptive father must be worried that he would offend the Eastern Zhou Emperor by accepting Zhang Jiaquan's tiger talisman.
In order to comfort his adoptive father and others, Zhuo Mufeng quickly explained and recounted everything that had happened before.
After listening, everyone was speechless for a long time, just like Zhuo Mufeng. Even if they racked their brains, they could not understand what the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty meant.
Le Qian waved his hand: "What are you all worrying about? Soldiers will block you, water will block you, and water will cover you. At least for now, brother Mu Feng doesn't have to be in a dilemma. Isn't that enough?"
He laughed at everyone's mediocrity, and was busy picking food and drinking wine. Finally, he praised loudly, looking very unhappy.
The atmosphere at the table was somewhat affected by him, and after everyone thought about it, Le Qian's words made sense. No matter what the reason behind it was, at least in the short term, there would be no harm in Zhuo Mufeng becoming a marching recorder. In the future
Things can only be discussed in the future.
After putting aside his worries for the time being, Wu Guanting couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Mu Feng, it seems that the Sanjiang Alliance will have to fawn over you more in the future."
He never thought that his adopted son could move around so quickly. Judging from his status, except for Le Qian, no one else was qualified to sit at the same table with his adopted son.
Zhuo Mufeng sweated profusely. Under Wu Yuanyuan's threatening eyes, he said quickly: "My foster father has spoken seriously. The child will always be a member of the Sanjiang Alliance. One family will not speak the same language as the other."
Wu Guanting was just joking. He shook his head and smiled, and the others started making noises. Wu Yuanyuan kicked Zhuo Mufeng under the table and gave him a look, which meant that she was right.
The banquet lasted for more than two hours before it dispersed. Since it was getting late, Qin Keqing and Situ Ji stayed in the Wu Mansion, and Zhuo Mufeng also returned to his room.
He had no chance before, but now that he was alone, he drank some tea and used his internal energy to evaporate the alcohol. He immediately crossed his legs on the bed and entered the Quanwu Palace with his mind.