"If these 3,000 people knew that we were sent by the court, then he shouldn't have done anything stupid. Although the court was not concerned about the change in Qingzhou, if something happened to us in Qingzhou, it would be different.

Prince Liang, a prince, a descendant of General Zhenyuan, and you, the son of the Grand Tutor, if something really happens to us here, will you say the court ignore it?"

"This 13,000 is a smart person, so he won't do anything randomly. We may even find out some things we want to know at this banquet!"

Chu Mo said lightly,

"What the prince said is right. But even so, we must be careful. Wan Sanqian can know our identity, and someone may be informing us later."

Li Chengwen said slowly.

Chu Mo's eyes instantly condensed, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover the soil, everyone should prepare."

Hearing Chu Mo's words, everyone nodded, and then returned to their rooms to prepare for the Hongmen Banquet tonight.

The golden crow falls westward and night falls.

Soon, time came to Xu.

Under the leadership of the Wanjia Butler, Chu Mo and his group appeared in the banquet restaurant.

As soon as the group walked out of the carriage, Wan Sanqian, who was smiling, walked out to welcome Chu Mo and his group.

"You are punctual, please!"

Wan Sanqian made a gesture of asking for help.

"You are polite, sir, please!"

Li Chengwen quickly replied the gift, Wan Sanqian was not polite and turned around and walked into the restaurant. Chu Mo and others followed Li Chengwen and walked in together.

As the most luxurious restaurant in Tianyang City, perhaps because of natural disasters, the restaurant that once had a hot business is now empty and looks extremely quiet.

Then, under the leadership of Wan Sanqian, the group quickly went to the huge private room on the second floor. Under the greeting of Wan Sanqian, everyone sat down one after another.

Wan Sanqian had already arranged the wine and food, and soon after, the delicacies were piled up on the table. However, Li Chengwen and his group did not turn on their chopsticks.

"Haha, everyone, don't be polite. If my father had not been fortunate to meet you, he would have been murdered by the bandits in Shishan. For our Wan family, you are the life-saving benefactors of Wan family. Come on, this

One cup, Wan, respect you all!"

After saying that, Wan Sanqian picked up the wine glass and signaled Chu Mo and his group, and then did it first.

Wen Zijin and others couldn't help but look at Chu Mo and Li Chengwen. After seeing Chu Mo and the two of them pick up the wine glasses together, everyone immediately raised their wine glasses and drank them all.

"Hahaha, OK! You guys don't need to be polite, eat!"

Wan Sanqian spoke again.

"Thank you, Lord Wan, for your kindness over there."

With Chu Mo's words, Wen Zijin and others were not polite. After all, during this period of time, they used dry food to fill their hunger every day. It was difficult for them to put their wine and delicacies in front of them, so how could they not eat them?

The banquet started, and everyone was talking and talking to each other. The love was deep. Ten Thousand Thousands of people even asked to find more than a dozen singers to sing and dance in front of them. The atmosphere seemed happy, but Chu Mo and his group had no intention of watching.

.

Although they seem calm on the surface, they are actually wary.

Only Chu Mo and Li Chengwen seem to have not been affected by the atmosphere, and sometimes they are welcomed, and sometimes they are very happy to talk about these singers.

And at this moment, Wan Sanqian also learned from Chu Mo that they were from Kyoto in some topics, intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, Chu Mo naturally revealed the news on purpose. After all, in Chu Mo's opinion, their origin may have been known for a long time, so there is no need to continue hiding it.

Wan Sanqian did not feel any surprise when he learned that Chu Mo and others were from Kyoto. Even when he was having fun, Wan Sanqian couldn't help but play a game of chanting poems with Chu Mo and his party.

This also directly highlights the atmosphere in the room to the highest point.

"Hahaha, OK! Wan has long heard that there are many talents in Kyoto and are knowledgeable. When I see you today, it really opened Wan's eyes."

After a discussion of poetry, Wan Sanqian immediately laughed out loud.

"Haha, Lord Wan has been awarded the award. I never thought that Lord Wan has such profound knowledge in poetry and songs. I admire him."

Li Chengwen bowed and said with a smile.

"Hey, Wan is just a rough man, and the young master's words are serious. However, Wan has a poem here. Can you please give me some advice and some advice today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Sanqian immediately waved to the singing singer, signaling him to stop, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Seeing this, Wen Zijin and others' expressions changed.

At this moment, Chu Mo picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip and said, "This is also an honor for us. Lord Wan, please!"

"good!"

Wan Sanqian's mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. He looked at Chu Mo and the others at the Eight Immortals Table and then spoke.

"The rats in the official warehouse are as big as a fight, and they will not leave when they see people opening the warehouse. The healthy men have no food and the people are hungry, so who will send the court to the emperor's mouth?"

As Wan Sanqian finished speaking, the whole room suddenly fell into silence. After listening to this poem, Chu Mo and his group looked ugly. Even Chu Mo couldn't help but frown slightly.

Be together.

The atmosphere at this moment seems extremely solemn!

Chu Mo, who knew the whole story, had already heard from this poem that Wan Sanqian was dissatisfied with the court.

Just as the atmosphere was solemn, Wan Sanqian chuckled and looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, I wonder what about Wan's poem?"

Ten thousand eyes swept across everyone, and the purpose he wanted was achieved at this moment. He knew that those who could be sent by the court, especially mediocre people, would they not be the meaning expressed in this poem?

Will not know.

It seemed that the atmosphere was wrong. The guard standing behind Li Chengwen had slowly landed on the long sword at his waist. Wen Zijin and others also began to be on the battlefield and were ready to face the sudden situation at any time.

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Slap sex!

"good!"

But just when the atmosphere reached such a situation, suddenly, a shouting sounded, breaking the solemn atmosphere in the room.

"Mr. Wan is really talented, and this poem is just right!"

The applause was Chu Mo!

Wan Sanqian couldn't help but look at Chu Mo and said, "Oh? Then I wonder what is the good thing about this poem of Wan? Please explain this little brother..."

This seems to be asking Chu Mo for advice, but everyone present heard the threat in the 13,000 words...

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