The wedding is coming, tomorrow is the king's wedding, and the people all over the country are in mourning, as if they are not marrying a concubine, but marrying a monster who will bring disaster to the country and the people. They don't know how this monster seduced the king into not going to court early and going against all the officials.

She went against the people, but such immoral women could not win their approval. Many talented people shook their heads, and South Vietnam was in danger.

The originally virtuous sage no longer existed. For the sake of women, he disregarded the face of his people. Looking at the largest restaurant in the imperial capital, listening to the joyous songs, laughter and sarcasm inside, he could only sigh.

Your Majesty, have you ever thought about us? I'm afraid the war is approaching. It's time to find another way to make a living. South Vietnam is not a happy land.

In the lobby of the restaurant, there are five kings gathered, each with different personalities. The five kings from Beiyao Kingdom, Fulin Kingdom, Hongmo Kingdom, Dayao Kingdom, and Cangling Kingdom each occupy one side. In the middle, the dancers are fighting with each other.

Talent, fighting for beauty.

It seems that the kings are quite harmonious, but they are not happy with each other. Wu Chuan, who is over forty years old, holds a wine bottle and looks at King Hong who is hugging him on the opposite side and sneers: "No wonder the Hongmo Kingdom has been in recession, so that's how it is!" With this!

It is difficult for a monarch who is greedy for beauty to defeat the strong.

'boom!'

A shoe fell from the sky and hit Wu Chuan's forehead, causing smoke to burst out of his mouth.

King Hong stood up, stepped on the table with one socked foot, pointed at Wu Chuan opposite and roared: "Wu, what are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will kill you with a fart?"

"Your Majesty, calm down, calm down!" The two ministers quickly stepped forward and grabbed the King who was about to fight. They were so young and energetic, they were already twenty-eight years old, and they were still so restless.

Wu Chuan gritted his teeth and took off the shoes on his head and threw them to the ground: "It's vulgar and can't be refined!" Why do the ministers still want him to join forces with him? Control is indeed easy, but the problem is that he is too immature. Look at that Xia Lan

King, King Baoyue, King Snowsang, which one is not stronger than this one?

King Hong struggled hard: "Let me go. If I don't beat him until his teeth are all over the floor today, my surname will not be Hong!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I can't help it, haven't you noticed that so many people are watching upstairs? Style, style!" The more than two hundred people sitting on the second floor are top talents from all over the world, ready to find a place to live among the Nine Kings.

So, so and so, what should we do?

Sure enough, there were many literati and elegant people on the second floor who had never met them before. They hid their talents secretly and shook their heads in secret. Then why did King Xialan, King Baoyue, and King Xuesang still refuse to show up? Do they have to wait until the wedding banquet? Or do they?

Let’s take a look first and then talk.

Upon hearing this, King Hong quickly changed his face to a smile: "Haha, just kidding, just kidding, let's talk about Fu Yunche. Do you think he is tired of living? Is he looking for death?"

"Whether he is seeking his own death or not, we have to wait until tomorrow to find out!" King Fulin stroked his beard with a wise look on his face. If the brothel girl can make his princess ashamed, the demise of the South Vietnam Kingdom will be a matter of time, or maybe it will be.

Fu Yunche wanted to use this to lure some people with lofty ideals to invade, and then fight back, openly taking away the territory of those restless elements. No matter what, he figured out that there would be no peace anymore.

King Beiyao nodded in agreement: "Yes, we are still young, but the city is deep. No matter whether South Vietnam is humiliated or not, there will be smoke everywhere!"
Chapter completed!