"We also had a banquet." Fang Ping added, "The biggest banquet in the world. Except for the emperor, all the dignitaries of Tianqi are here."
"..."
The corner of Tang Lian's mouth twitched crazily. Does this have anything to do with the luxurious banquet?
After many days of recovery, coupled with Baili Dongjun's care and the nourishment of Xiandao Spirit Fruit, Tang Lian was able to walk on her own.
It's just not very neat yet.
But now I feel like my brain is not working very well, or the brains of those guys are broken:
"Why are you holding a funeral banquet for me? Fourth City Lord, what exactly happened?"
Fang Ping said:
"I'm not sure, I was just invited to a banquet. After the banquet started, Xiao Se sang a lament song to pay homage to the deceased senior brother.
"Sung it three times."
"..."
Tang Lian was speechless, only feeling funny and angry.
Sure enough, without him, they would do some outrageous things.
Naturally, I felt bad when I learned that someone else was holding a funeral banquet for me, but thinking about it from another perspective, Xiao Se and the others actually held a banquet for me at Qianjintai, and invited hundreds of civil and military officials, and two great supervisors...
Face is enough.
Tang Lian cupped her hands and said:
"Four City Lords, please take me back. Since they are holding a funeral for me, then I will fake my body on the spot and scare them to death!"
"Forget it, there are so many people here, and Master Dong... don't scare the old man."
This is a joke. The Grand Master has been in court for more than fifty years, how can he be frightened by "fake corpses"?
Everyone who can go to the Qianjin Terrace to dine has their own merits. Even the youngest Zi Tong is not necessarily afraid.
Tang Lian thought for a moment and said:
"Could this be the case and let them bury me?"
"I will explain the situation to Xiao Se," Fang Ping said calmly. Speaking of this matter, it was his own mistake for not making it clear to Sikong Changfeng.
He added:
"If I really take you back, you probably won't want to come back again. On the surface, Tianqi is stable and prosperous, but in fact, there are undercurrents.
"Let's go back after the injury heals."
Baili Dongjun, who had not spoken until now, nodded and agreed:
"Yes, now that you have gone back, not only will you not be able to help them, you will also drag them down."
"...I understand, Master."
Tang Lian said nothing more.
Taking this opportunity, Baili Dongjun asked Fang Ping to learn about the recent changes in the world.
The two stood in the Penglai Gorge, listening to the roaring waterfalls and hearing the fish leaping.
"Hey, to be honest, after this fairy island was divided into two, many things became inconvenient."
Baili Dongjun sighed:
"Living in the east, if you want to eat fruits from the west, you have to work hard. If there are a few more swords, the fairy island will become a scattered island."
The sea waterfall alone was easy to say, it passed in just one step. The main reason was that the remaining sword energy was eternal and had not dissipated even after a long time.
Every time I go to the West Island to pick up things, I just think it’s easier.
Fang Ping smiled and said:
"It's similar to Mu Liangcheng, but Gu Jianxian seems to be using the remaining sword energy to refine the sword's heart and realize the sword sect."
Hearing this, Baili Dongjun raised his eyebrows and became interested:
"Oh? You went to Mu Liangcheng to beat him?"
"He didn't fight, he didn't avoid it."
"Why not avoid it?"
"Maybe it's because I'm not afraid," Fang Ping guessed.
The two chatted for a few words, and Fang Ping's thoughts disappeared.
...
At Qianjin Terrace, Li Hanyi saw Fang Ping open his eyes and asked curiously:
"Where have you been?"
"I went to see Tang Lian."
"...You went to the West?" Li Hanyi said in a difficult voice.
This is a bit strange to say. How can normal people go to the world of the dead?
But Fang Ping is different. He can bring a little shock every day. In other words, he himself is not normal.
It's normal for an abnormal person to go to an abnormal place!
Fang Ping’s mouth twitched:
"Tang Lian is not dead, she is alive on the Immortal Island."
Li Hanyi: "?"
That was not what Sikong Changfeng said at the beginning. He even shed tears in front of him, lamenting that Tang Lian was an upright and good person who should not have died so early.
Qi Tianchen next to him suddenly said:
"This great disciple of Xueyue City is just weak and far away. This scene is like a opera."
Qin Tianjian Jianzheng, the successor of Huanglongmen's orthodox Taoism, is only slightly inferior to Lu Suzhen, so it is not difficult to count him as such.
Li Hanyi reacted:
"Then the funeral banquet held by them..."
"Eat the feast and stop talking."
That’s it for now, let’s eat first.
The battle has become so big. Now that I tell everyone that Tang Lian is not dead, do you still want to eat this meal?
It is definitely inappropriate to continue eating the funeral banquet.
It is a happy event that a person is still alive, but it is a bit strange to have a wedding banquet under the big word "Dian".
"I'm full," Zi Tong said suddenly.
"Wait a little longer," Qi Tianchen smiled lightly.
"oh."
He said he was here for a meal, but he couldn't leave just after he was full.
And...this King of Yong'an seems to have other plans.
At the end of the banquet, Mr. Tu suddenly stood up and shouted:
“Finish the dish!”
The maid in a snow-white dress appears again, holding a jade plate with a silver cover in her hand, and shuttles between the tablecloths and dishes.
Many officials looked puzzled. The last dish of the banquet was the precious fruit. It was already on the table. How could there be an extra last dish?
However, when the silver lid was lifted and the last dish was revealed, the faces of several senior officials darkened, and some even shouted angrily.
"You actually gave us bean soup and rice, what do you mean?"
"King Yong'an is arrogant, is this a show of force?"
Zi Tong turned her head and looked at Qi Tianchen:
"What is bean soup and rice? It doesn't taste good, not as good as meat."
The latter explained:
"Eating tofu can lead to immortality. The dead have gone, but the living are still here, which means we have to live well."
Zi Tong blinked. He was very close to Fang Ping, so he naturally heard the news that the man was not dead. Not only him, but also half of the people at the table heard the news, but they all chose to remain silent.
Zi Tong couldn't help but wonder:
"But he is still alive, do we still need to eat tofu?"
Qi Tianchen sighed:
"Eat it, just pretend he's not alive yet."
Fang Ping nodded:
"Now, regardless of whether Tang Lian is alive or not, he must be dead in this quarter of an hour."
Otherwise it would really end badly.
Everyone in Xueyue City quickly finished their bean soup and rice, followed by the Four Young Masters of Tianqi...
Afterwards, Mu Chunfeng and the four shopkeepers started eating, and wealthy businessmen such as Madam Hu and Mrs. Chen could only follow suit.
Lan Yuehou and the Grand Master picked up the bowls, and all the officials did the same.
All the guests at Qianjin Terrace had a bowl of bean soup and rice, without exception.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
Suddenly, there was a sound of iron hoofbeats outside the door. From the sound, it should be a heavy carriage.
"It's already this time, and there are still people coming to the banquet?" an official asked suspiciously.
"Isn't it the Red King, specifically trying to shame King Yong'an?"
Everyone is curious, if the visitor is really the Red King, will he eat the bean soup and rice or not?
After the last dish was eaten, the banquet was over, but none of the guests left. They stayed at the door of Qianjin Terrace, waiting curiously.
Until a huge carriage appeared, as well as six solid-colored Night North horses.
Six horses pull a cart, and there is only one person in the world who has this power.