Zhao Wenyi stood in the main hall, feeling extremely anxious. Ever since Wan Shanhe and Sister Ting entered the bridal chamber, he felt something was wrong.
According to the information he received, or what Zhao Wenqiang said before, his father should have announced his heir on the wedding day. However, as he watched Sister Ting and Wan Shanhe leave the hall, his father did not show any sign, even if it was
There is no linguistic expression at all.
Zhao Wenyi felt very strange. He had clearly agreed to announce the next heir, so why not announce it? What on earth was his father thinking?
In fact, it wasn't that Zhao Yuntai didn't want to announce, but he drank a little too hard. He didn't realize until his daughter and son-in-law left the hall, but he had already gone to the bridal chamber, so he couldn't call her back. In desperation, Zhao Yuntai had no choice but to
Put this matter aside for now.
A guard came over and whispered a few words in Zhao Yuntai's ear. Zhao Yuntai frowned slightly, then shook his head, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The guard nodded, Zhao Yuntai frowned again, and then waved his hand, indicating that the guard could go down.
Zhao Yuntai's series of actions were witnessed by all the young masters under the throne, including Zhao Wenyi and Zhao Wenqiang.
Different from Zhao Wenyi, everything Zhao Wenqiang did was just to win a breath. He really didn't want to let him be the king, let alone dare not.
Zhao Wenqiang's mother is much nobler than Zhao Wenyi's mother. No matter in terms of status or knowledge, her mother has warned Zhao Wenqiang many times that as a young master, he can play around and even kill people at will, but as a king, he cannot do this.
Especially this time when Prince Shanhe of Heiqing Kingdom came, he must have come to solve the problem in Hongzhou. Zhao Wenqiang thought that he did not have the ability to take on such a big task, so he often just wanted to make Zhao Wenyi feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Wenqiang clearly remembered what his mother warned him when he went out today: "The affairs in Hongzhou are too complicated, and there are many chains of interests involved. You are already a young master. In addition to not being able to unite and unify, you should have
You are not bad at all, but your responsibilities are much lighter. You are a smart kid who knows how to make choices. Sometimes, being the second child and not standing out is actually the best~"
Thinking of his mother's words, Zhao Wenqiang secretly admired his mother's wisdom. Although his mother was a prostitute, many of her insights were very far-sighted.
"Zhao Wenyi, this fool, is still dreaming about your Majesty. Hey, should I remind him?" Zhao Wenqiang whispered to himself.
"Forget it, Zhao Wenyi is not the only one who covets the position of Lord. Several other brothers are also very interested, and they are all prepared for today."
As he said that, Zhao Wenqiang turned to look at the other young masters sitting in the hall. Although these people are not as eye-catching as Zhao Wenyi at ordinary times, in fact, they have been planning the position of the Lord for a long time. It can be said that everyone
Each of his subordinates controls a private army.
Zhao Yuntai, who was sitting on the throne, looked around quickly, and then he sighed secretly.
"Every time, I have to face this kind of problem. Am I really sitting in this position for too long? Everyone hates me." Zhao Yuntai took a breath and murmured.
At this point, Zhao Yuntai suddenly came up with a little idea. He stood up with a smile, picked up a glass of wine and said: "I can't bear to drink, so after this glass of wine, I will rest first, Wen Yi, Wen Qiang, and you guys."
These young men, please be more active and have a good drink with the ministers. After I leave, you can't go back immediately. You all have a good drink and a good chat. It's rare to see each other." After that, Zhao Yuntai drank the wine in the cup.
After that, he left the hall with the help of his servants.
As soon as Zhao Yuntai left, Zhao Wenyi was the first to stand up, picked up the wine glass and said: "Brothers and sisters, ladies and gentlemen, I am grateful to you all to come to attend my sister's wedding banquet today. I am here to toast you all on behalf of my sister.
"With that said, Zhao Wenyi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Some people approve of Zhao Wenyi's behavior, while others naturally oppose it. Those who approve think that he has the qualifications, while those who oppose think that he cannot represent Princess Ting, because this is not just a matter of representation, but who he is implying.
It's a matter for the next king.
"Haha Zhao Wenyi, what you said is a bit full, isn't it?" A young man sitting in the southwest corner stood up and said with a playful smile.
Zhao Wenyi had long expected that some people would be dissatisfied. He chuckled, spread his hands and said, "Okay, then you will represent me?"
As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone knows that there are only two young masters who hold real power in this hall, one is Zhao Wenyi, and the other is Zhao Ming, who has been sitting in his seat without getting up until now.
Different from Zhao Wenyi, Zhao Ming is not Zhao Yuntai's real son, but rather an adopted son. No one knows the specific reason. Everyone just knows that one day, the king suddenly summoned a dark-skinned young man.
Then he told the officials that this was the son of a friend he brought back from outside. Because the friend was dead, he brought him back as an adopted son and gave him a new name, Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming has dark skin and a tall stature, perhaps because of his size. He is mainly responsible for the city walls of the floating city.
After a while, Zhao Ming noticed that everyone was staring at him. He burped and asked with a somewhat innocent look: "Why are you all looking at me? Isn't it sister Ting's wedding today? There are so many delicious foods.
Yes, it’s a rare opportunity to eat, why are you still hanging around?”
I don’t know who interjected: "Yeah, why are you still standing there? Eat and drink~~"
The hall became lively again.
Zhao Wenyi felt very unhappy. Why could Zhao Ming adjust the atmosphere of the scene with just one sentence, but he couldn't do it? Could it be that the person who his father really wanted to pass on to the throne was not Sister Ting, but him?
Thinking of this, Zhao Wenyi glared at Zhao Wenqiang who was not far away with some resentment.
Zhao Wenqiang noticed Zhao Wenyi glaring at him and secretly smiled in his heart. Zhao Wenyi was still too anxious.
Zhao Ming held a chicken leg and gnawed it slowly. From the outside, it looked like he was just eating, but in fact, his head was thinking about things rapidly at the moment.
Zhao Ming had already noticed Zhao Wenyi's preparations for a mutiny, and he had already arranged a personal guard in the outer circle of Zhao Wenyi's mutiny army.
Unlike Zhao Wenyi who only wanted to be a king, Zhao Ming never had this idea from the beginning to the end, because his true identity was not just Zhao Yuntai's adopted son, but his other identity was the law enforcer of the United Tianjitang branch.
After Zhao Yuntai won the bet with Yang Jie, the king of the Heiqing Kingdom, he brought some people from Tianjitang to United Unification. Unlike the Heiqing Kingdom's propaganda of Tianjitang to the outside world, only a few people knew about the Tianjitang branch of United Unification.
"If Zhao Wenyi dares to take action, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood," Zhao Ming thought to himself.
At this moment, a servant walked up to Zhao Wenyi and whispered a few words to him. Zhao Wenyi's face instantly turned ugly. He looked at Zhao Ming who was still eating chicken drumsticks with some reluctance and felt deeply.
Take a deep breath.
"Tell them to disperse," Zhao Wenyi said softly.
"Yes~" the servant replied expressionlessly, then turned and left.
Zhao Yuntai returned to the room and sighed Lianlian when he remembered that he had not been announced before.
Next to him, stood a woman, who was none other than Tian Fang, who had fought Ma Xiaoquan twice and failed to gain any advantage both times.
Tian Fang reached out and kneaded Zhao Yuntai's shoulders gently. Zhao Yuntai closed his eyes and hummed softly.
"Did you go to meet Ma Xiaoquan again?" Zhao Yuntai asked softly.
"Hmm~" Tian Fang hummed softly.
"Did you lose again?"
"Hmm~"
"I told you a long time ago, you are no match for him, not only now, but never in the future~"
Tian Fang was a little unconvinced: "Why, if it doesn't work, I don't believe he will keep winning."
Zhao Yuntai chuckled: "You are still so competitive. Don't forget that Tingting is already married to him. Go to hell. Tingting knows about it and won't spare you~"
Tian Fang stuck out her tongue, hugged Zhao Yuntai's neck from behind, and said coquettishly: "It's okay if Tingting doesn't know~"
Zhao Yuntai chuckled and said, "That's impossible to say."
"Ah, Yuntai, you are such a bad person, don't you stop me at all? You just expect me to go to him, hum, I am sad, you don't care about me at all~~" Tian Fang let go of his hand and pretended
Looking very disappointed.
Zhao Yuntai opened his eyes, stood up, turned around and held Tian Fang in his arms, saying: "Of course I care, but you are so competitive, you have to change. When you fought against Min Xian'er from the Assassin League,
, so that you will never be able to conceive a child, don’t you still have a long memory?”
Tian Fang felt nervous at the mention of Min Xian'er. If Zhao Yuntai hadn't come to the rescue at that time, she might have died at the hands of Min Xian'er.
"Speaking of Min Xian'er, I think she can beat Ma Xiaoquan, or in other words, Ma Xiaoquan has no power to fight back in front of her." Zhao Yuntai said with a beaming expression.
"Well, maybe~~" Tian Fang said, "But Min Xian'er is Yang Jie's sister, and Ma Xiaoquan was sent by Yang Jie. It's impossible for him to let his sister deal with the people he sent, right?"
Zhao Yuntai raised his eyebrows: "That's not necessarily true. Min Xian'er is the leader of the Assassin's League. She always does things based on whether she wants to or not. She does things based on her own mood and, of course, interests."
Tian Fang's eyes widened: "Yuntai, you don't want to ask Min Xian'er to kill Ma Xiaoquan, do you?"
"That's not true. It's still necessary to teach me a lesson. Besides, letting the leader of the Assassin's League take action personally is not very expensive~~"