Jiang Wang opened the two mansions and obtained two magical powers, which could lead to the achievement of the Heavenly Mansion. In the Outer Building Realm, the secret method of the Seven-Star Holy Tower was prepared, so he was indeed qualified to say that the arrival of gods was not out of reach.
At this moment, Feng Ming didn't know what his new follower was thinking or looking at. There were countless such followers in Wenxi County who fawned over him. He actually didn't care.
He resented the humiliation he suffered in the Weining Marquis Mansion, but he also knew very well that he was not qualified to have an attack.
So he could only drink one cup after another.
Feng Yue didn't care about him, he still had a smile on his face and spoke enthusiastically to everyone.
How could he smile so brightly?
Jiang Wang, who was silently drinking with Feng Ming, suddenly realized that all the neglect he received at the birthday banquet of the Marquis Weining's mansion at the Qingyunting Palace would eventually fall into the eyes of Marquis Weining.
If Feng Yue came here to repair the relationship, any anger he received at this moment would not be in vain.
The more enthusiastic he is, the more he is ignored, the more it can relieve people's anger.
Jiang Wang silently reminded himself that this was an old fox who was too deep in the city. When facing him, he needed to be extremely cautious. If he wanted to sneak into Qingyunting smoothly and get the lost building of Yunding Immortal Palace, he couldn't reveal anything in front of this person.
Telltale.
Just as they were drinking and drinking, a voice suddenly sounded outside: "The Marquis of Martial Arts is here to congratulate you!"
The guests were noisy for a while.
Wei Ninghou celebrated his 300th birthday. So many people came to congratulate him, but no one had such weight. Even Mo Jingyu, the genius of Mo Sect, was not as good as him.
Who doesn't know that Xue Mingyi, the martial arts lord, is the most trusted official of Emperor Yong today?
A national war brought about earth-shaking changes to the situation in Yong.
The Yigong Eight Marquises of the Yong Kingdom and the British Gong Bei Gongyu were undoubtedly the number one before and after them. This was determined by his past merits and his strong strength.
But the ranking of the eight princes is different.
During the Han and Yin Dynasties, although the martial arts prince Xue Mingyi was extremely talented, as the youngest among the eight princes, he was always regarded as a rising star. The government and the public generally believed that he was a little immature, and his status was among the eight princes, and he was the last one.
Jiao Wu, the Marquis of Weining, was a veteran Shenlin strongman. He had been operating in the military and political circles of the Yong Kingdom for many years. He was strong and prestigious, and he was also in the upper reaches of the Eight Marquises.
Now that Han Yin is dead, Han Xu is in power.
On the day of Han Yin's death, the martial arts lord Xue Mingyi immediately took over the imperial army, killed many people in the Tianming Mansion, washed the Yong Palace with blood, and suppressed the current situation with force.
After that, he personally entered Lan'an Mansion and faced Song Hengjiang, the lord of the Qingjiang River. Finally, he joined forces with the British Gongbei Gongyu to drive the Zhuang-Luo coalition out of Yongjing.
Although Bei Gongyu was credited with the first victory in this battle in the military announcement, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Bei Gongyu's support for Han Xu was not firm enough. As the only Duke of Yong Kingdom, his status is still unparalleled.
Although he was shaken, Xue Mingyi's rise was unstoppable.
He also participated in the war between Zhuang and Yong. During the war, Wei Ninghou Jiao Wu's performance was relatively lackluster. He brought three gods to the marquis, but failed to kill Du Ruhui. It was inevitable that there would be voices saying that the four princes who fought with him did not try their best.
, after enjoying it for a long time, the fighting spirit is gone, and I am unwilling to work hard for national affairs.
One waxes and wanes, the other waxes and wanes, and circumstances change over time.
Today's martial arts princes are not only the first among all princes, they are also on par with Li Ying, the prince of Chengde.
As people came up, others came down, and Weininghou's momentum slowly declined as a matter of course.
Jiao Wu's birthday banquet was so grand this time that he didn't even know how to invite Mo Jingyu, which was probably the reason why he could not restore his prestige.
This change in influence ranking is not very clear, but it is concretely reflected in all aspects and is known to everyone.
For example, when Wei Ning waited for his 200th birthday, Emperor Yong personally came to congratulate him. This time, for his 300th birthday, he only asked the internal officials to send him a gift.
For example, at this moment... the servant just reported the name Xue Mingyi.
The guests who came to celebrate Weininghou's birthday all stood up to greet him, and no one dared to sit still!
Weininghou didn't say anything about welcoming him, but there were already people who couldn't wait to welcome him out the door.
Even though he was resentful and wanted to get drunk, Feng Ming quickly stood up. It can be seen that he was not really drunk, and he was still sober in his heart.
Jiang Wang stood up with the crowd and glanced at Weining Hou. His expression did not change much, but the fact that his expression remained unchanged already explained the problem.
In the entire luxurious courtyard, the only people still sitting still were Weining Hou Jiao Wu and Mo Jingyu next to him.
Marquis Weining is the master, and he is older and higher up, so he can naturally stay still. No matter whether Mo Jingyu relies on Momen or the Qin State, there is no need to give Marquis Wugong too much face.
Of course, his sitting down was essentially a statement of support for Marquis Weining.
He didn't have to do this. Even if he stood up to greet him, no one would think he was flattering, they would just think he was polite and thoughtful, and he didn't need to offend anyone. But he did it anyway.
The complex meaning behind this makes people think deeply.
There was a sound of military boots hitting the ground, and the heroic martial arts lord strode into the courtyard with armor on his body and a smile on his face: "Lao Jiao's 300th birthday is such an important day. Mr. Xue is late, but I still hope to see Haihan!"
"It's not too late if you come. But I am entertaining distinguished guests and can't step away to greet you. I hope Xue Hou will not mind me." Jiao Wu sat on the main seat and extended his right hand to invite: "Please take a seat here!"
Someone had already given up the seat on Jiao Wu's right hand side, waiting for Xue Mingyi to take the seat. Mo Jingyu sat on Jiao Wu's left hand side and did not speak.
"Mr. Jiao is joking. If you come out to greet me, how can I dare to sit down at the table?"
Xue Mingyi walked straight to the main table and the seat specially reserved for him, but did not sit down.
He raised his eyes and looked at the "sky dome", glanced at the stars and moon carved with beads, and then glanced at the fine wine and delicacies in the courtyard, without saying a word for a while.
Jiao Wu is not afraid of anything. He has achieved his current status with one sword and one gun. He deserves all the enjoyment. Even if Han Yin is resurrected, he can't say anything. Let alone
He said it was just Xue Mingyi who was in the same category as him.
"What?" Jiao Wu looked at him who had not sat down for a long time: "What advice does Marquis Xue have?"
"How dare you?" Xue Mingyi turned around and said with a smile: "Xue just feels that it is a bit shabby to enter a noble house with such grand scenery and empty hands."
"You are a noble person. When you come, you are a distinguished guest. When you speak, you are honored by your voice. When you sit down, you are honored by courtesy. Why do you need anything to congratulate you?" Mo Jingyu spoke out at this time, and his voice passed through the black iron mask, giving it a boring and unreal feeling.
: "Please sit down."
Xue Mingyi looked at him, as if waiting for him to speak, and smiled slightly: "The master of the Mo family praised me like this, so I shouldn't be ignorant and come here empty-handed. Fortunately, I was prepared, and the Xue family is not rude.
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At this point, his eyes turned back to Jiao Wu and said: "Send it up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door opened.
Four soldiers marched into the courtyard holding a man bound with five flowers.
The steps are firm and the beetle leaves are symphony.
It's like marching, like rushing into battle, and the momentum is overwhelming.