Meng Chenren's eyes swept over Jia Yuansi indifferently. This man had many plans in his mind. He knew it but never bothered to guess. As long as it didn't go too far, there was no harm in using him.
As for the great feud, Meng Chenren thought of the woman standing next to King Cangzhou on the day of the conferment ceremony, and felt ridiculous in his heart.
Even if he comes out on top, he may have to think carefully if he wants to take her life.
But he will naturally do what he has promised to the Shura Field.
"Master Jia has taken the trouble."
Jia Yuansi smiled and waved, and the beautiful woman walked in from the door, holding two glasses of wine in her hands, and stood next to Jia Yuansi.
Jia Yuansi picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Meng Chenren. He said with a smile: "You and I have finally gotten to know each other. I have prepared some fine wine. I wish you the best in the martial arts competition and victory."
Meng Chenren did not doubt that he was there, reached out to take the wine glass, and said lightly: "Thank you."
The moment he was about to drink all the wine, a person rushed in outside the door, blocking him between Jia Yuansi and Meng Chenren.
"Ce Chi! I've been looking for you for a long time, and I guessed that you would be in Jia's house, and I was right."
Meng Chenren's eyes widened, and the wine glass in his hand was almost knocked over. The handsome man in front of him was his nominal "master", Song Juming.
Previously, in order to avoid pursuit, he went directly to Bai Yue and did not return to Song Mansion for a while. Later, he lurked for a while to find out information for Bai Yue, but in order to determine Song Juming's thoughts, he still left him a letter.
I didn't expect to come to my door just now.
"Son."
He still held the glass of wine in his hand, holding it steady without spilling a drop.
Song Juming snatched the wine glass from Meng Chenren's hand with some disgust, threw it back into the tray in the beautiful woman's hand, and said: "I have urgent matters to ask you, so why should I drink? This wine is from the palace."
Does it taste good?"
Wine from the palace?
Before Meng Chenren could express his doubts, he heard Jia Yuansi cough lightly, frowning and smiling apologetically at Song Juming: "Why didn't Mr. Song come to my Jia Mansion and ask his servants to pass it around so that I could greet him?"
Wow, what a neglect."
Song Juming waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I am very busy now and don't have much time to waste with you."
Then he looked at Meng Chenren, held Meng Chenren's sleeve with one hand and started to walk out: "Follow me quickly, the king wants to see you."
Meng Chenren frowned, remembering Ye Fuxun's explanation, and subconsciously said: "Your Majesty?"
"Yes, yes, this is an honor that ordinary people would not dare to imagine. The king learned that you were going to fight on behalf of the Cangzhou Royal City, and he wanted to see you specifically."
The two of them walked outside as if no one was around.
Jia Yuansi's expression changed slightly and he suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"
There was a bit of sternness in his voice, and Song Juming couldn't help but actually stopped. The next moment he realized that he had been ordered by an old civilian man, he looked at Jia Yuansi with some annoyance and said: "What are you doing!
"
The moment Song Juming turned around, Jia Yuansi immediately changed his smile. He picked up the wine glass on the tray again, looked at Meng Chenren next to Song Juming and said with a smile: "Ce Chi, the king's summons is a happy event. This glass of congratulatory wine represents
With an old mind.
If you drink him, it will be a good sign."
Song Juming was a little impatient, blocked Meng Chenren behind him, and said casually: "Is this wine a good sign?"
Jia Yuansi nodded repeatedly: "Of course, this is a good wine that I have collected for many years, and I shared it with Ce Chi because of my fate."
Song Juming snorted, looked at Jia Yuansi contemptuously and said, "In that case, I order you to drink this wine."
Jia Yuansi was stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped moving with the wine glass in his hand.
Song Juming didn't bother to pay attention to Jia Yuansi's expression, turned around and pulled Meng Chenren away.
Jia Yuansi sat in a wheelchair, and soon the two of them disappeared. His face became increasingly gloomy, and the air around him became a bit colder.
The beautiful woman felt that the tray in her hand was a little unsteady, and her body was shaking slightly. The calmness at this time was obviously a precursor to the coming storm.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a cup breaking. The glass cup in Jia Yuansi's hand was angrily thrown to the ground and broke into pieces. The clear wine spilled into the carpet and soaked it all.
"Get out! Get out of here!"
Jia Yuansi's furious voice sounded in the room.
"Yes! Yes!"
The beautiful woman didn't even have time to clean up the wreckage on the ground, so she quickly left with the tray.
Jia Yuansi looked at the door blankly, with a ruthless look on his face: "The Song family's useless trash has ruined my big business."
In the palace, King Cangzhou has just got married. All the disturbances seem to have calmed down, but it is more like an undercurrent.
Tuoba Yuxuan held a banquet in the palace, and soon Song Juming brought Meng Chenren into the palace.
Song Juming is different from Tuoba Yuze in that he is not so sensitive to matters within the royal family. As far as he is concerned, Tuoba Yuxuan is still Tuoba Yuxuan, and Tuoba Yuze is still Tuoba Yuze. He is still the lawless one.
The dandy son Song Juming.
And his father, Prime Minister Song, was a staunch royalist and loyal enough. With this fact, Tuoba Yuxuan didn't have to think too much about Song Juming, and at least the relationship could be called a cousin.
"Your Majesty, I have brought someone to you."
Song Juming led Meng Chenren and strode into the hall.
Tuoba Yuxuan sat at the top, nodded slightly and said: "Thank you for your hard work, cousin, there is no one else here, don't be formal, just feel free to do it."
Song Juming noticed at a glance that there were not many people waiting in the hall, and there was no one else, so he immediately found a table and sat down on his own.
Tuoba Yuxuan looked at Ce Chi kneeling below, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes. This was not the first time he saw Ce Chi, but this time was different from the past, so he suddenly felt a little emotional and stepped forward to help Ce Chi up personally.
"Strong man, get up quickly."
Meng Chenren's expression did not change at all, but he slowly stood up following the force.
Tuoba Yuxuan looked at Meng Chenren with his eyes, and when he touched Meng Chenren's hand, he tentatively entered his body with a trace of his innermost feelings.
Meng Chenren subconsciously expelled the external and internal force, and instantly realized that this should be the king's test of him.
Next, Tuoba Yuxuan immediately let go of Meng Chenren, took a step back as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "The strong man is really powerful."
Meng Chenren was not sure what the king meant, so he just said: "The king is ridiculous. This villain is just a plaything in the Shura field."
Tuoba Yuxuan's face stiffened for a moment, then he turned to smile and said: "Ce Chi seems to have a lot of resentment towards Shura Field. Do you hate Shura Field?"
His tone was very calm, making it impossible to hear what the meaning was. It seemed like it was just a casual question.
Song Juming on the side covered his face with a fan and winked wildly at Meng Chenren, telling him to pay attention to his words. In front of him was the King of Cangzhou!