Chen Ping saw Xie Zelong looking a little crazy, and felt inexplicably happy.
But he didn't want to conflict with Prince Long here, so he said coldly:
"Prince Long, I act according to the rules of the circle. I don't want to do anything. You have to remember your identity. You are not just a commoner who needs your protection. What are you going to do? Go in, the old people are waiting.
Looking after you!"
Xie Zelong secretly took a deep breath and refused to argue with this guy for the time being. If a conflict breaks out, both parties will not be pleased.
However, this account needs to be remembered.
Prince Long is a calm person, and he is tolerant in many situations, but that does not mean that he can rub dirt in his eyes.
He nodded and looked at Song Sanxi again.
Feeling that Song Sanxi's mood was not fluctuating, he felt relieved and walked inside.
Damn it, if you go home, you will encounter these annoying people!
In Beixiang Palace, the Lord's reception hall was already overcrowded at this time.
There were so many people who came that they put the Lord on the fire to roast him.
Eunuch Hai felt a little aggrieved. He had never seen the Lord of the Kingdom so embarrassed.
Even though Mr. Hai is good at dancing and tactful in communication, he is too weak in this kind of situation.
The people who came were all big aristocrats, in their fifties, sixties, seventeen or ten years old.
In front of them, Eunuch Hai only had the role of serving, serving tea and water, and did not even have the right to speak.
There is no right to speak at all.
The world of Yanzhou belongs to aristocratic families, it's that simple.
At this time, everyone who should be arguing was already arguing and making trouble. They were just waiting for Xie Zelong to come back, make a report, and then speak out.
This time to force the palace, the Chen family was determined to defeat the Xie family.
When Xie Zelong came outside the reception hall, Hai Qingfu also came out and ordered his servants to refill the water and order some fruit or something.
Hai Qingfu hurried over to greet him, his expression was a little depressed, but he managed to squeeze out a smile: "Prince Long, you are back, you are back very quickly. Alas..."
Xie Zelong nodded, "Uncle Hai, you and your father are having a hard time today. It's my fault."
"Hey, why are you talking about this? Can I blame you? By the way, where is Sanxi?"
Xie Zelong smiled coldly, "I was driven away, and I'm staying in the woods outside the inner gate!"
Hai Qingfu frowned, a little unhappy, "Is it Chen Ping?"
"Who else could be there besides him?"
Xie Zelong was also very uncomfortable, so he recounted what happened at the door, and he repeated it very well.
Hai Qingfu felt uncomfortable when he heard it, and said helplessly: "Prince Long, this is the reality. Today's scene is different from the past. Don't take it to your heart, just be patient. It seems that Sanxi is aggrieved, but it's not a big problem. He
Very tolerant!"
"Yeah, this guy is also a talent, he can really stand this..."
"No more words, let's go in, we have to solve what needs to be solved..."
"good……"
As soon as Xie Zelong entered, he had to put on a smile.
The 20 or 30 people here are all familiar faces and have basically watched him grow up.
You have to say hello, you have to be polite, and you have to offer the cigarette.
The key people he pays attention to are the lineup of old men from the Chen family, Zhao family, Zhou family, and Jiang family, and they are indeed all here.
Chen Shixiang, the head of the Chen family, and his second brother Chen Shilin occupied the leading position among the visitors.
The two brothers are not very tall, but they are very capable.
Chen Shixiang's hair was black and white, his eyes were shining, and he had a cold expression on his face.
His younger brother Chen Shilin, the boss of Yanzhou State's combat command room, was just fifty years old. He was also very strong and strong, with a straight back.
When he was young, this guy went to foreign battlefields and was nicknamed Butcher Chen.
Chen Ping is his son.
When he was 18 years old, Chen Shilin became a father.
Father and son were carved from the same mold.
However, Chen Ping is much taller and more powerful.
Xie Zelong was polite and wasted some time.
Then, he sat down next to his father.
He was also caught in the middle between the Chen brothers and the ruler of the country.
Xie Yuan's expression wasn't very good either, but it was pretty good. He nodded and spoke formally:
"All elders, uncles and brothers, we are all one family! Zelong is back, and it's time to report on the matter."
As he said that, he nodded to Xie Zelong.
However, at that time, Chen Shilin took the initiative to attack, "I mean nephew Long, what's going on? You lost one of our trump cards. What the hell did you save? Why didn't you come together?"
Everyone in the audience was paying attention to Xie Zelong, and there was a lot of ridicule.
Xie Yuan was also a little surprised because he didn't see Song Sanxi.
Xie Zelong's heart was a little happy now, and he nodded and smiled, "Oh, Uncle Chen, Brother Ping blocked people outside, saying that this is a place for aristocratic families, and common people like Song Sanxi have no right to come in. So.
, Haha, I can’t bring him in either.”
The whole place was in a bit of an uproar.
No matter what, Chen Ping is going a bit too far.
Chen Shilin's face looked a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Nephew Long, don't tell lies!"
"There is surveillance at the door, can you go and check it? Even if I lie in front of Uncle Chen?"
"I..." Chen Shilin's old face tightened and he waved his hand, "Forget it, let's not mention this matter. Song Sanxi is just a civilian, there is really no need to come in. If he is not here, you can make a report!"
Xie Zelong did not make a fool of himself, but reported the relevant situation in a down-to-earth manner.
In fact, everyone is not very clear about the rescue situation, and they don't care about it.
The most important thing is the issue of loss and whether it is worth it.
The nobles all know about these losses, but they still need to listen to Xie Zelong's report. This is a matter of attitude, rules, and appearance.
Your honest explanation will satisfy everyone's accustomed superiority.
After Xie Zelong finished speaking, Chen Shilin said coldly:
"This situation is quite detailed. Nephew Long, you are very capable of what you do! However, brother Xie Yuan, we should negotiate next. Let's talk about it! My four cutting monsters were so ruined.
This is all the tax paid by the people of Yanzhou! You Xie Jiuxuan Technology made a profit, but what about us? Now that I think about it, my heart aches!"
As he said that, he looked so heartbroken and heartbroken.
Others also nodded in agreement, showing support.
The loss of over 500 billion is painful to think about.
Think about the major aristocratic families nowadays, who can come up with so much money at once?
What Chen Shilin said is very clear.
Your surname is Xie. You rely on technology companies to make arms money, and no one else has a share.
Now, this weapon is destroyed, what should we do?
This fire skill was a bit too intense. It passed over Xie Zelong and hit Xie Yuan.
At this time, Song Sanxi was sitting outside the inner gate, beside the woods, smoking.
Looking at the landscape of Qingtan not far away in front of me, I feel peaceful and natural, and I feel okay.
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang, "Hey, isn't this Nakakai Yoshiro? Why is he here alone?"