His Majesty the Emperor had a sullen face, and he felt a little uncomfortable as soon as he stepped into the hall. Maybe in the eyes of others, what they saw was just a gorgeous palace, exquisite furnishings, wonderful food and sweet wine. But in His Majesty the Emperor's eyes,
In his eyes, there is nothing but white money!
He was not an extravagant and wealthy man, but he was not Yuan Datou either. He couldn't help but glance at Liu Haifeng who was sitting below him. You, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, seemed to want to retire from office and go home.
But Liu Haifeng, knowing that His Majesty the Emperor would be furious, simply turned his back on him and buried himself in drinking. He felt guilty, very guilty!
Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor is still calm, and it is not easy to settle this debt in front of outsiders. He will definitely ravage Liu Haifeng, the Minister of Household Affairs, at the next court meeting.
Everyone sat down, but Wu Zheng was still kneeling on the spot. Xiaohua had no choice but to hold Wu Zheng's collar and pull him to sit next to him. Xiaohua was already very satisfied with Wu Zheng's performance. At least, she hadn't given it to herself yet.
It's not Sir Di, it's already the virtues accumulated by the ancestors.
The arrival of His Majesty the Emperor and the Queen diluted the smell of fireworks in the hall. When the banquet began, Eunuch Qi cleared his throat and appeared out of nowhere. At this moment, he temporarily transformed into the host of the banquet. He stood beside His Majesty the Emperor.
, shook the whisk in his hand, and said in a eunuch's unique tone: "The banquet has begun."
As Eunuch Qi finished speaking, a group of women in gorgeous clothes filed into the main hall. They either held musical instruments and began to perform in the main hall, or danced and sang and danced to the music. For a time, it was very lively.
Zhu Ren's eyes were still full of anger, but when he saw the palace full of beauties, he couldn't help but become interested. He sat cross-legged, and his fingers began to rub restlessly. And his eyes seemed to be spinning.
He looked at the dancer in the palace.
At this time, His Majesty the Emperor slowly raised his wine glass and said cheerfully: "Today, in order to celebrate the arrival of the Crown Prince of Nanyao Kingdom, let's have a drink together." As he said that, he raised his wine glass in the direction of Zhu Ren.
However, Zhu Ren was still immersed in singing and dancing, and for a while he didn't react. Fortunately, Eunuch Qi was experienced in dealing with people, so he took the opportunity to cough.
Only then did Zhu Ren react. Seeing His Majesty the Emperor raising a glass to him, he quickly raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. He was not afraid of many people in Beiliang, but His Majesty the Emperor still harbored thoughts in his heart.
Those who are afraid are not for anything else, just because they are staying on the opponent's chassis.
He can quarrel with ministers or even fight, it doesn't matter. He even dares to openly challenge any prince of Beiliang, because it will only be regarded as a fight between juniors. But for the current Holy Emperor, it is another matter.
What a sight. Although Zhu Ren is proud and complacent, it does not mean that he is stupid.
His Majesty the Emperor was also unambiguous. After a glass of wine, he started chatting with him about domestic matters. "How is your father?" Although His Majesty the Emperor had never even met the emperor of Nanyao Kingdom, this did not affect his discussion.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your good fortune. My father is well. Speaking of which, I heard my father mention you often." Zhu Ren looked neither humble nor overbearing, and suddenly lost his irritability.
His Majesty the Emperor could only smile at this. To be honest, it was very embarrassing for him to talk like this.
I can't believe that the Emperor of Nanyao Kingdom would mention himself as if he was an acquaintance. How come two people who have never met each other mentioned him so often. If he really mentioned it, it would definitely be a curse.
Although His Majesty the Emperor and Zhu Ren both knew it well, they couldn't say it that way. Either way, speaking is an art, and it requires a lot of attention. The most typical negative example is Wu Zheng, who can neither speak nor speak.
Nor will he listen to what is said.
But at this moment, the fourth prince suddenly stood up. He was holding an iron long sword, and the sword reflected the graceful figure of the dancer. The fourth prince was seen walking slowly, step by step.
He headed towards the direction of the Zhu Ren.
This move undoubtedly frightened everyone in the hall. They all looked at the fourth prince nervously, not knowing what to say. However, what everyone was worried about did not happen after all. The fourth prince
He slowly walked to the middle of the hall and stopped.
Stepping forward, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and then he raised his hands and said to His Majesty the Emperor: "Father, I have always heard that Prince Nanyao has a very high level of cultivation and has practiced sword skills well. Therefore, I am bold and want to compete with him.
I hope my father will grant me permission." After saying that, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the red blade.
After hearing the words, His Majesty the Emperor pondered for a while. Then, he sighed and said, "Let's listen to Prince Zhu Ren's opinion." In fact, he did not want his son to fight with the other party. It was not that he was afraid that his son would be defeated.
I was afraid that someone would accidentally break something in the main hall. These are all just free money.
Zhu Ren first glanced at the Fourth Prince, then raised his glass and took another sip. The next moment, his hand was already on the scimitar at his waist. Then, he turned over and stood firmly.
There was silence in front of the fourth prince, and they looked at each other for a long time.
Wu Zheng looked bored and started to stuff things into his mouth again. But at this moment, he suddenly found that the chicken legs on his plate were missing very strangely. His first thought was Xiaohua. Except for Xiaohua, no one in the room had it.
Take your time to tease yourself.
Thinking of this, Wu Zheng glanced at Xiaohua with disdain and decided to retaliate with tit-for-tat. So his little eyes were fixed on a chicken drumstick lying quietly on Xiaohua's plate. He didn't take much, just kept it for himself.
Just take the original one back.
On the next move, Wu Zheng took advantage of Xiao Hua's inattention and struck out suddenly. Just when his fingers were about to touch the chicken drumstick, a greasy hand suddenly came out from nowhere and took the drumstick away before Wu Zheng could.
All this happened in just an instant, so fast that Wu Zheng didn't even have time to blink.
He thought he had seen it wrong, and blinked his eyes in disbelief. His eyes were wide open. No more, really gone, and the chicken legs disappeared inexplicably. Where were the chicken legs? Wu Zheng directly picked up the plate and started talking.
rummaged around.
But at this moment, Wu Zheng's little head was hit hard by a folding fan. "Ah." Wu Zheng screamed in pain, pouting and looking at Xiaohua innocently.
However, Xiaohua didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "If you want to eat, why can't you tell me in advance?"
Wu Zheng looked aggrieved. He was a little unconvinced and puffed out his cheeks and said, "I didn't eat it."
"Oh?" Xiaohua suddenly became interested when she saw Wu Zheng was still quibbling. He raised his eyebrows slightly.
, a devilish smile appeared on his face again. Xiao Wu Zheng, it seems that your skin is itchy.
"It's really not me." Wu Zheng swallowed. He was really afraid of Xiaohua's fan attack. It would hurt!
"Who is that? If you don't name someone today, I won't beat you to death." Xiaohua said, already raising her fan, as if she was going to beat Wu Zheng.
However, a voice came out from nowhere, "This is what I, the Immortal, ate." As soon as he finished speaking, the image of a slovenly Taoist priest appeared next to Wu Zheng.
The appearance of Huang Taixian did not alarm everyone present, because they were all paying attention to the Fourth Prince and Zhu Ren. But how did this guy get in? Could it be that he also had an invitation? Xiaohua curled her lips and said no more.
Think about it. It seems that he really blamed Wu Zheng wrongly this time. The old guy ate the chicken legs secretly.
Wong Tai Sin smiled honestly, pointed to the remaining chicken legs on the plate and asked Xiao Huadao: "Do you want those chicken legs?"
Xiaohua was very helpless. She spread her hands and was about to say no, but at this moment, she heard Wu Zheng suddenly say: "Yes, I haven't eaten enough yet." After saying that, she picked up the plate, protected it with both hands and opened it.
"Hey, leave some for me." Huang Taixian was also anxious, and he hurriedly started a battle with Wu Zheng to snatch the chicken legs.
As for the other side, the confrontation between the Fourth Prince and Zhu Ren has entered a fierce stage. Neither of them took action first, but unsheathed their weapons at an extremely slow speed. But between the lightning and flint, the two of them
The weapons collided, making a roar of metal collision.
"Qiang", when the swords met, they became extremely jealous. The fourth prince held the long sword tightly in his hand, and then his body suddenly took two steps back. He wanted to use the advantage of the long sword to defeat him through the distance of the sword.
Zhu Ren.
But Zhu Ren was not a vegetarian, and he quickly followed up in the blink of an eye. He knew the power of his scimitar at close range, so it was naturally impossible for the opponent to escape.
The dancers were still singing and dancing, but this sudden turn of events frightened them so much that they even forgot to salute and ran out of the palace in panic.
As for the ministers on the seats, all of them were in a daze. The battle between the four princes and the five red swords was right in front of them. If they were not careful, they might die together. But they did not dare to leave. They followed
Those dancers are different. If they run away, they will definitely be regarded as cowards, and they may be laughed at for wearing small shoes. More importantly, they are here to maintain the dignity of Beiliang people.
For some reason, the fourth prince and Zhu Ren unanimously did not use their spiritual power, which made the joke about finding out the truth a bit disappointing. If it was a pure competition of physical fitness and martial arts, there would really be nothing to see.
However, His Majesty the Emperor was very satisfied with this. He kept saying in his heart: "Don't use spiritual power, never!" Just kidding, if the two of them used spiritual power, this hall would not be destroyed by them.
Are they torn apart? This is all silver, just plain white!
I don’t know since when, His Majesty the Emperor valued the money in his hands more and more. Every day when he got up, he would ask Eunuch Qi next to him how much money he still had in his treasury. The reason was that he had to deal with those stingy people.
I have been dealing with ministers for a long time, and those who are close to Mo have become black.