Chapter 1957: Fanwai: Good People (34)

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Duan Ting wiped his face fiercely, these beasts!
Don't expect them to comfort people, they will only continue to stab the knife in the heart, all humanity!
"Drink, you must be drunk today!" Lao Tzu wants to plug your mouths up, so as not to worry!
The four drank in the garden for an afternoon, drunk, and drunk, Duan Ting did not forget to curse the heavenly abandonment of that little bastard.
Uncle Duan shouted on his mouth. He turned around and stomped on Beichang, and took tens of thousands of silver from his pocket!
Blackhearted stuff!
In a blink of an eye, June 20, the wind is beautiful.
On this day, the sky was clear and the clear blue sky was fluttering with pure white clouds, and there was no trace of wind.
Early summer is here, and the entire capital is prosperous. The streets are full of heat, pushing the summer heat to its peak.
The emperor and the host of Nanling County are about to hold a family dinner.
The post house in the city had been crowded in the early morning, and the carriages kept walking towards the palace, and the team that followed followed them carrying large and small boxes, all congratulations.
The banquet in the palace can't be looked at again, but it does not prevent them from discussing this grand event.
Even if there is a good thing early in the morning, guess what kind of dowry the Emperor will give, and how much dowry will the Nanling County owner bring.
Time lapsed from morning light to midday, and slowly, the post's envoys have rushed into the palace.
At this moment, another line came in outside the gate.
Because of the huge momentum, it immediately caught the attention of the people on both sides of the street.
Headed by the blue shirt, the temperament is clean and clear, riding on the black steed, the price is unattainable. A mask was placed on the face, showing only the cold jaw, the eyes hidden behind the mask were cold and indifferent, like a layer of frost and snow.
Behind him, a dozen people in a row were all dressed in black and killed coldly. Of course, those murderous men could not cover the momentum of the blue shirt man.
"I don't know which country's aristocracy. It looks really expensive, but why is there a mask on his face?"
"Hey, I do n’t know what your noble thoughts are, and it may not be inconvenient. You have to cover it with a mask."
"I heard that Xiliang New Emperor wore half a mask all year round."
The crowd was quiet, and their eyes were more focused.
Xi Liang fell from the altar many years ago and became second-class. Only one year after the change of the dynasty, he re-ranked among the powerful nations. He could go hand in hand with the three kingdoms of the east and the west.
People watched this team go to the direction of the palace until they couldn't see the shadows, and then they retracted their eyes and started to re-talk about the discussion, even more heated.
Inside the palace, guests and friends filled the room, and the Yonghe Hall for hospitality was beautifully decorated, and the housemaids were busy.
The voice was boiling, all congratulations.
As the host, Yan Rongjin sat on the Dragon's Chair and looked around. Everyone was here, and he gestured down to the eunuch, and the banquet was announced.
Almost at the same time, the sings a voice from outside the hall, "Xi Lianghuang arrives--"
The hall was silent immediately, and the guests looked at each other outside the hall.
The azure figure came backlit, standing tall and erect, and couldn't see his face, but the man's momentum was not to be ignored.
"Xi Lianghuang? Why is he here?"
"Xi Liang is not with us. As far as I know, the Emperor did not entertain Xi Liang Huang."
"This is uninvited. I expect to see some fun later."
Someone whispered at the banquet table, and glanced over the family of the Nanling King sitting in the forefront, bringing a lively mentality.
Countdown to Hongdoufan, I will be able to take a good rest soon.
(End of this chapter)