In Yuchen Garden, Luo Yan dismissed the servants and sat on the stone bench with a sullen face, sulking. Murong Yu stood obediently in front of him with her little head lowered, not daring to say a word.
After a long time, Luo Yan angrily swept the entire set of famous kiln tea sets to the ground, and shouted angrily: "Murong Yu, can you have some backbone! The youngest son of the dignified sect leader, Bai Yuan warrior, was bullied into such a bear-like state.
!If I don’t come today, will you just forget it and won’t even dare to fart next time you meet me!?”
Murong Yu closed her lips and muttered something, as if she had said something, but soon fell silent again, but looking at her expression, she was obviously aggrieved.
"Pa!" Luo Yan was furious and slapped Murong Yu hard, causing Murong Yu to stumble. His cheeks quickly became red and swollen, and his fingerprints were like fingerprints. Luo Yan was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that this younger brother couldn't even hide.
Hide! For a moment, I felt like I was holding my breath in my chest and couldn't get out. I jumped up and yelled: "Get out of here!"
Murong Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at his furious brother. His eyes were quickly covered with tears, but he still didn't say anything. He only suppressed his tears, respectfully saluted Luo Yan, and slowly stepped back.
"Bastard!" Looking at his back, Luo Yan was still angry. He didn't care how precious the things in the palace were. He smashed a bunch of them before gradually calming down. For a moment, he felt regretful and called Lan Yi in to ask.
, "Do you still have the Shuhen ointment that Grandpa Wu gave you?"
Lanyi quickly understood what he meant, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Young Master, that is what Elder Mei used to remove the scars on your body. I heard that it is made from the ninth and fifth stage jade shark oil. It is so precious.
Awesome! Isn’t it just a slap in the face? It’s worth it..."
"Go if you are told!" Luo Yan's anger hadn't dissipated yet, and he said angrily, "There's so much nonsense, why can't I control you?"
"I..." Luo Yan has always been polite to his servants, so Lanyi is not afraid of him. Now that he is angry, he has a power there, and he does not dare to say anything for a while, so he has to leave in a hurry
"Jiang Kai!" After sending Lan Yi away, Luo Yan called Jiang Kai, who was guarding the door, and asked with a frown, "Has he been like this before?"
Jiang Kai was a little helpless: "My young master, here you are, what kind of anger are you having! Master Yu has a weak temper, and naturally he is not willing to cause trouble. If anything goes wrong, he will be the one to blame, and the sect master will not stand up for him.
As time goes by, he will not dare to compete with Master Hanliang anymore. No matter what I say, even if he is your brother, he is not a mother-in-law. The sect leader doesn't care about him, so why do you have to wade into this muddy water?
You have to make enemies!"
"Shut up!" Luo Yan smashed the extremely precious moiré stone table with one palm and said angrily, "Jiang Kai, listen to me, I don't care what others think of Ayu, but in my heart, he is
My brother! You are the person next to me. If you dare to be disrespectful to him, don’t blame me for not cherishing our old friendship!"
"Hey, you..." Jiang Kai tried to persuade her well-intentioned, but was met with disappointment. He couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved. Thinking that Luo Yan had just come back and didn't understand the rights and wrongs of the clan, it was normal for him to kiss Murong Yu.
So I suppressed my anger for the time being and thought about finding a suitable opportunity to persuade him again.
Let's talk about Murong Yu. He was walking alone on the way back to his residence. The tears he had been holding back for a long time finally fell. He hid in a secluded bamboo forest and sobbed softly. He felt aggrieved and sad. It wasn't that he couldn't defeat Chu Hanliang, but every time
Chu Hanliang was injured, and he was always the unlucky one. Every time something happened to Murong Bo, he always had to face his father's cold and bored scowl. Every time he saw it, he felt sad and despaired. Over time, he learned to
Forbearance, learning to hide and no one to protect you, then you will cause less trouble! But why was his brother met him this time? In the past, he was looking forward to his brother's return, but now he faintly regrets it, because what his brother saw was that he was in great embarrassment
What a scene!
The wind blows through the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound, accompanied by a low whimpering that makes it even more peaceful...
In the majestic but dilapidated Dilin City, Ji Ziming, the Emperor of Zhou, was sitting on his knees in the main seat, wearing a red top and bottom red, a twelve-chapter crown, and a twelve-piece crown on his head, and greeted Murong Bo below.
He Nangong Tao said: "Both of you are our great ministers in the Zhou Dynasty. Is there anything we can discuss? Why should we make such a fuss? Today we are having a banquet, so I will come forward..."
Sitting behind Murong Bo, Elder Shi Ran, who was in charge of diplomacy, asked Murong Bo quietly: "Sect Master, it seems that only when worshiping heaven can the emperor wear the twelve-chapter crown uniform?"
Murong Bo grinned, covered his mouth and whispered, "Just show off!"
It’s no wonder Murong Bo was disdainful. Kunlun Mountain prides itself on being the source of all rituals. Every word and deed pays attention to etiquette. Countless sect envoys who went to pay tribute were tortured to the point of misery. Now the Emperor of Zhou has worn the highest standards of attire over the rituals. It is obvious that he wants to
Give Shuiming Sect a slap in the face and tell them not to mess around. Our Kunlun Mountains are the representatives of God.
On the main seat, the young emperor, who was only twenty-three or four years old, quite handsome in appearance, but with an air of pride and arrogance, kept talking about the achievements of his ancestors and the origins of various factions. Nangong Tao, who was sitting at the bottom,
With a smile on his face, he echoed again and again
Looking at everyone's seats again, Ji Ziming is sitting in the north and facing south, with Murong Bo on the left and Nangong Tao on the right.
In the early years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, although the right side was respected, in social situations, the seating position was left-side. Because people at that time sat north and faced south, the left was east, the right was west, and east was yang, so yang was the honour.
"Zuo" is regarded as the most respected person in the seat. According to "Historical Records? Biography of Wei Gongzi", Lord Xinling held a large banquet to welcome the guests of Yimen Housheng and "rided from the chariot, pretending to be left" and went to greet him in person.
It can be seen from this that Nangong Tao thought he was inferior to his brother-in-law Murong Bo and sent a signal asking for reconciliation.
But Murong Bo's expression was indifferent, obviously he didn't want to let it go.
Ji Ziming rambled on, thinking that he still had some face. Regardless of whether Murong Bo wanted it or not, he greeted the two of them and said, "Come on, come on, I'm the host today, so I made peace with you. The two of you picked up your glasses.
, drink this cup, let this matter be over, is peace more valuable?"
"Yes, yes, your majesty is wise!" Nangong Tao quickly picked up the rhinoceros horn and held it high to Murong Bo.
Murong Bo sneered several times, picked up the jue filled with wine in front of him, looked at Nangong Tao's secretly delighted eyes, smiled jokingly, raised his hand slightly, and threw it out!
The light wine spilled all over the floor, and the crystal-clear Triangle followed Gululu and rolled to the door. It lightly collided with the threshold and made a dull sound.
Ji Ziming stood frozen on the spot, staring closely at Jue who was thrown away casually. His chest heaved violently and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy. He was obviously very angry.
Murong Bo, however, had no consciousness of admitting his mistake and said with a faint smile: "I said, I can tolerate your Nangong family making alliances and stirring up troubles, I can also tolerate you forcing a woman I don't love on me, and I can even tolerate you in the family.
I, the Shui Ming Sect, have my eyes on me, but Jin'er is my enemy. If you dare to touch me, I, Murong Bo, will fight with you on behalf of the entire Shui Ming Sect until death!" As he said that, he turned to look at the livid face.
Nangong Tao sneered, "It's a pity that you don't value my tolerance for you at all."
He stood up slowly, saluted Ji Ziming, and without waiting for the other party to get angry, he said calmly: "Guangtong (Murong Bo's name) came in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything good. He only had twelve tiger skins and a dragon's skin."
I hope your majesty will accept a pair of horns, a phoenix armor, a bucket of pearls, and ten carts of local specialties from Daming Prefecture."
Needless to say how precious the dragon horn and phoenix armor is, let’s just talk about other things: the tiger skin is not fake, but it is the skin of a ninth-level and fourth-level golden tiger; the pearl is not fake, but it is the ninth-level golden tiger skin deep in the North Sea.
A bucket of blood pearls produced by blood clams; as for the specialty of Daming Prefecture, it is the top-grade Yuan Jing
This Yuan Jing is not the kind of animal viscera crystal found in the lower realm, but is a must-have item required for Wuzun-level cultivation. It is equivalent to the Yuanli Stone used by Wuzong, and is also the equivalent used in large-scale transactions. It is very valuable!
As for tiger skins and pearls, they can be exchanged for more than a dozen medium-sized cities.
In order to get Ji Ziming to escape, Murong Bo also spent a lot of money. This is only superficial. How much he paid in private is unknown. Anyway, the more Ji Ziming listened, the more powerless he became. Gradually, he could not bear to get angry. He was looking at Nangong Tao.
He was still dodging a little, and he was obviously excited.
After calming Ji Ziming, Murong Bo kicked over the desk in front of him, pointed at Nangong Tao and cursed angrily: "Nangong Tao, let me tell you, I, Murong Bo's son, will not be touched by anyone who wants to! Now I represent the whole world.
The Shui Ming Sect has officially declared war on you, if you dare to touch a hair of his again! I will make sure that your Nangong family is extinct!"
"You!" Nangong Tao is the head of the family after all. He has never been scolded by someone pointing his nose at him. His face turned black, and he suddenly raised his sword!
"Oh? You said this kid went to stand up for Ayu?" Among the flowers in the back mountain, Murong Tan was carrying a kettle to water the water, while talking with a smile to Wei Ting, who was kneeling next to the short table with a sullen face and a grumble.
"Yes! Old sect master, you should take care of him too! Mr. Kunpeng approved Master Mu...Yu's fate back then, and he was a very evil person. Why do you still let the young master get involved with him?
?Isn’t the death of the two ladies a lesson!" Although Wei Ting always had a cold face and spoke unpleasantly, he was absolutely loyal to the Murong family and naturally he did not speak against Murong Yu.
"Haha, kids, let them be!" Murong Tan was thinking openly, not to mention that the two daughters-in-law had already been killed by their grandsons, so there shouldn't be any problems anymore? They are all his grandsons after all!
"Old sect leader~" Wei Ting rarely showed a confused and helpless look, which made Murong Tan burst out laughing, pointing at him and saying happily: "Jin'er is a boy with strong opinions, I'm afraid he won't care what I say.
Use it, don’t be this evil person, just speak for yourself!”
"You!" Wei Ting turned away angrily and muttered, "It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is!"
"By the way, I heard that your kid forced Yuan Jiang to beat Nie Feng?" Murong Tan suddenly remembered something and turned around to scold him, "I wonder where your kid could have such a big complaint? Nie Yin and his son also
Offended you?"
"Humph, it's just thirty lashes, what can happen!" When he mentioned Nie Feng, Wei Ting's face became even more ugly, and he almost snorted from his nose.
"Yes, Fu Ni whip can knock down a low-level warrior, what else are you dissatisfied with!" Murong Tan glared at him and warned, "I can tell you, what happened in the past is in the past.
, that kid Nie Feng doesn’t know anything, what’s the point of you always targeting him and opening up those old accounts?”
"Hmph, I'm not dealing with the situation but the person. Originally, this guy just couldn't protect his master well. Is it possible that he can't teach him a lesson?" Wei Ting is not a master who can coax others. When he saw Murong Tan scolding him, although he felt a little guilty, he still
Still pushed it back
Ouch, I'm going on a long trip tonight and won't come back until the day after tomorrow. Xiaoli will code tomorrow's chapter in advance and release it from the system. Under special circumstances, there will only be one chapter per day for these two days. I'm sorry. Also, I'm asking for votes for tomorrow.