Dongyang County Prince's Mansion was a nobleman from the founding country and stood firm for hundreds of years.

The only legitimate daughter gets married is a grand event in the entire Shenjing.

Lao Bai needs to know many people, but they are all famous and nobles, and they cannot favor one or the other. The masters sent by the county prince’s mansion to drink have been replaced by four waves of people.

Zhou Yi smiled from beginning to end, and could make it clear in an instant by allowing much wine to enter his stomach.

Lao Bai sent a message and said, "Lao Zhou, just pretend to be drunk so that people won't notice something strange."

"Wait for a moment."

Zhou Yi closed his eyes and sensed carefully, and his murderous intent moved with Lao Bai's movement.

There are not many enemies in the world who have been involved in the world, but I dare to make trouble when the prince marrys his daughter. I don’t know whether Lao Bai provoked his daughter or his wife.

Zhou Yi was not sure how the other party took action, and was not completely sure of being away from it, and eliminated the crisis invisible.

finally.

The old relatives and old friends of the Prince's Mansion have known each other, with as many as two or three hundred people. Zhou Yi is very suspicious of Lao Bai's free and easy nature, and probably has forgotten it.

There are two banquet halls, one large and one small.

The grand banquet hall is a relative of the old Bai people and nobles of the county prince’s mansion. The grand banquet hall entertains people from the martial arts world.

The court despises the rudeness of the world, and the government despises the hypocrisy of the court, and the separate hospitality is in line with the wishes of the guests on both sides.

The moment Zhou Yi stepped into the small banquet hall, he found the murderous intent. There was a table in the southeast corner, and it seemed that the two of them were drinking silently, and they glanced at Lao Bai from time to time.

The first few tables are fine, and they all give Lao Bai and the Prince's Mansion face.

Until he occupied the entire table alone and no one dared to approach him, the white-haired Taoist who poured and drank by himself.

The old Taoist ignored Lao Bai and looked at Zhou Yi coldly: "Is this the old demon of Blood Prison?"

Zhou Yi smiled and poured wine for the old Taoist: "It's all nicknames, not worth mentioning."

The old Taoist looked at the wine pot in a daze. Others were not paying attention or far away, and they didn't know how straight the wine pot was, and the wine flowed out by itself.

The wine glass flowed steadily, without sprinkling a drop.

"Ahem!"

The old Taoist coughed twice, and the spring breeze turned into rain and smiled: "I have heard of the famous name for a long time and have long wanted to make friends. In the future, I passed by Jingyun Mansion and swept the bed to welcome him in Changchun Temple."

Such meticulous methods may be the result of internal refining of internal organs and may reach the highest level in the future.

Enemies should be resolved rather than formed, and those who are in the world are even more reluctant to make enemies, especially those who are old and weak.

"The Taoist priest comes to the Heavenly Prison... Forget it, I will go to the Taoist priest for invitation if I have time."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, but in fact he had his mind locked in the southeast corner at any time.

The aura of the old Taoist is already the top master in the world. Those two are young, but they are still better than that.

Lao Bai toasted all the way, without any danger, until he was at the table in the southeast corner.

"Several friends from the world came from afar, Bai was unbeatable..."

The speech suddenly stopped, Lao Bai's complexion was white first, then red and green, and subconsciously took two steps back, allowing Zhou Yi to stand in front.

"A thief!"

"lecher!"

Two women's light sounded, two sword lights bloomed, one pointed at the old white neck, and the other took three straight routes.

"Female?"

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment and bounced his fingers over the sword.

The extremely terrifying force reached the wrist, and the two women cried out in pain and the sword fell to the ground.

Such an accident has already alarmed many guests. The master of the Prince's Mansion who was secretly protected jumped and surrounded the two women, making a move to capture them alive.

But the woman's light skills were mysterious. One flew into the air and the other was strange and unpredictable. She escaped from the banquet hall in a flash and disappeared.

Zhou Yi hid his merits and fame and had already left the small banquet hall. Before leaving, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Who are these two women? The martial arts have reached its peak and may break through the innate world in the future!"

Lao Bai didn't want to answer, but Zhou Yi kept sending messages and urging him helplessly: "One is the senior sister of Wuliang Sword Sect, and the other is the saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect..."

“**!”

Zhou Yi regrets meddling in other people's business, and should let this scumbag get into trouble at the wedding.

...

Grand banquet hall.

Zhou Yi's mission was completed, and he found a corner to sit down and rest.

At this time, most of the banquet had passed, and the elders in the venue had left the table, and the rest were the younger generation who were very lively with good wine.

They were originally arrogant and had a hot temper. They were drunk and no longer worried about speaking.

The young master of the Bang family in Dingcheng said, "Have you heard that? There are many seats left in the northern border a few days ago. Your Majesty intends to promote the nobles."

"The northern border is bitter, cold and deserted. Will you suffer?"

The person who spoke was the son of Marquis of Weiyuan: "In a few days, there will be a new mobilization in the Beijing camp, and this is a real good opportunity!"

"Beijing camp is too expensive!"

"A guerrilla general costs 100,000 taels, how many years will the silver be recovered."

"The northern border is much cheaper. I heard that the governor is only 20,000 taels."

"If you buy anything, spend a few thousand taels more to exchange for military weapons to serve as a duty, that is really a big profit!"

“…”

You say everything and I say everything, and you purely regard military and national affairs as doing business.

The son of Marquis of Weiyuan shook his head and said, "You know what a big deal... The Northern Frontier Army had a few quarrels with Da Yong. It seemed like a small conflict, so I might as well start a war when it would start!"

Hearing this, everyone immediately extinguished their thoughts of going to northern Xinjiang.

It is good to make money in business, but more importantly, fate. With their family background, generations of people will not only lose their family business.

"Now that Your Majesty intends to support the nobles, we must seize this opportunity, and at least get a general with real power. Only the title of military power is the real title!"

The son of Marquis Weiyuan said: "It is worth spending much money to deal with it. The court allocates millions of taels of silver every year. This is a long-lasting business and will be regained one day."

"What Liang Ge'er said is reasonable."

"Then I'll make an appointment together and go to the Beijing camp to work together!"

"My father scolds me for fighting cocks and walking dogs every day. Let's be the general today to make him proud."

"We are the fellow practitioners of the country. Everyone will treason, but we won't!"

"Be careful with your words!"

“…”

These young men were drunk and had already taken the position in Beijing camp into their arms, but in fact they would not be much worse. After all, they had a deep relationship at home and were willing to spend money to manage some money.

Zhou Yi listened silently for a while, got up and left the seat.

"It's not that these people use military and national affairs as their business. Most of the things in the world are business, loyalty and betrayal, as are prosperity and decline."

Some people choose to betray and decline, and perhaps there is no other choice!

How could Emperor Hongchang not know that these noble young men are like shit? Not to mention placing troops and setting up formations, even if there are a few soldiers under his command, they can’t remember clearly, let alone leading troops to fight.

Sometimes, waste is reassuring.

They can drink soldiers' blood, make money, do business, but they will not rebel!

"It's the storm that is about to rise again, hope..."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, and for a moment he didn't know what he hoped for, someone might rebel or make a smooth transition?

Before leaving.

I gave the gift I had prepared for a long time to Lao Bai, the purely hand-polished jade plaque, the material and the carvings were ordinary, but the only touch of blood-colored red color was quite unique.

Zhou Yi didn't know how to refine weapons, so he simply used his magic power and forcibly sprayed a drop of blood into the jade.

The bloodlines are connected, and no matter how many hundred or thousands of years, you can recognize this jade token!
Chapter completed!