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And in the past few days, the most lively place is the Murong Mansion on Yun'an Street in Chujing. It is rumored throughout Yun'an Street that Yingxue County is mainly feasting in the mansion, and the world's great Confucian high-rollers are invited.

Yun Han helped Murong Lingxue pick melons and fruits and decorate the courtyard in the mansion, but he couldn't help but ask, "Xue'er, you are not familiar with Beiyang and Dongluo, and you even have a relationship with the third prince of Dongluo and Princess Mingyao, how can you invite them to the banquet of Murong family?"

Murong Lingxue ordered a few kinds of fruits, and asked for a few flowers for people to put in the lobby, she personally designed them, "Who said that I was going to invite them? What does it have to do with Beiyang and Dongluo?"

Yun Han was completely stunned at this time, "Didn't you say before that this banquet was set up for Prince Dongluo and Beiyang Zhou Xin to avenge Feng'er?"

Murong Lingxue glanced at Yun Han, he had been infected for so long in a place like Chu Jing where people eat people, he was still so naïve, I really didn't know whether to praise his pure nature and get out of the mud without being stained, or to scold him for being stupid. "I won't invite it, and I won't publicize my little dust-washing feast, but how other people's families pass it on, it's not up to me to influence. The people who came were guests, if they walked to the door of my Murong Mansion by themselves and came uninvited, I couldn't lose the demeanor of the Murong family and blow them out, don't you say? ”

Yun Han scratched his hair, indicating that he didn't understand, "You said they would come by themselves?

"Because they are not as smart as you, because they can't figure out how many pounds and taels they have, and they think that the whole world owes them. ”

Murong Lingxue looked at Yun Han's eyes with a soft color, which made Yun Han stunned. "Cher, are you complimenting me?"

"Yes, idiot!" Murong Lingxue casually pinched a small yellow flower and stuck it on Yun Han's head.

Murong Lingfeng was eating apples behind them, scoffing at Yun Han's behavior, "You actually want to figure out Xue'er's plan? Anyway, I can't understand it, what's the use of wasting those brain cells?" "As long as her eating, drinking, and watching her plays are indispensable, the little boy doesn't care about the twists and turns inside." Murong Yu often said that fortunately, their family is a single lineage, and there are few people in the family, and there are only a few people in the family. Otherwise, this little baby of their family will not be able to survive for a day in the house fighting drama.

Yun Han actually nodded in agreement with the little boy's words, "You're right, everything is Xue'er, I'll just watch the play!" As he spoke, he also went over and took an apple, sat down with Murong Lingfeng and nibbled on it.

Murong Lingxue looked at these two "not seeking progress", sighed and shook her head, she patted Yun Mo's shoulder, who had just jumped off the beam of the house after hanging the red lantern, and said sympathetically, "Thank you for your hard work!"

Yun Mo looked at the little boy's big innocent eyes, "Each other." ”

The feast of the Murong family is being prepared with great fanfare, and many big families in Chu Jing have received invitations, some of them have no contact with the Murong family on weekdays, and some of them don't recognize this Yingxue County Lord at all. But the people who received the invitation were very happy because they felt it was a status symbol. Lord Yingxue said that she wants to invite all the great Confucian high-rollers in the world, doesn't this just mean that they are one of the great Confucian high-rollers?

There are those who are happy to receive the invitation, and there are those who are angry that they did not receive the invitation.

In the post house, Zhou Xin smashed the teacup in an angry manner, "Murong Lingxue, why didn't she send me an invitation to Beiyang? Even Xihua has it, she obviously can't afford to invite me Beiyang!"

"What's the use of her looking down on her? I'm still Beiyang, and I haven't diminished in the slightest, and I won't get any benefit from her sideways. Xiahou Yao, the great prince of Beiyang, said indifferently.

Zhou Xin glared at him, he hated this big prince who was against him everywhere. Zhou Xin sat next to Xiahou Yi, the king of Beiyang, and coquettishly played with Xiahou Yi, "Uncle, look at the eldest brother, he doesn't take the dignity of our Beiyang in his eyes at all! Murong Lingxue said that she wanted to invite all the great Confucian high-rollers in the world, and even the group of poor scholars in Xihua invited them, but she didn't send an invitation to our Beiyang, wouldn't she say to the people of the world that our Beiyang is not a great Confucian high-roller, doesn't this lose the face of our Beiyang and make the world laugh?"

Xia Houyi nodded, "Xin'er is still reasonable." However, but this is his Murong family's business, and his uncle can't make a holy decree to force him to send an invitation, isn't that even more embarrassing?"

"My Beiyang is a royal family, and I am not a big Confucian high-roller, so it is reasonable for the Murong family not to send an invitation. Why bother. Xiahou Yao still disagreed with Zhou Xin's statement. Because of the battle with Southern Chu, Beiyang's vitality was greatly damaged, and it barely remained among the great powers, in fact, the national strength had long been decayed. The eldest prince advocated recuperation, first developing the economy and national strength, slowly restoring the vitality of Beiyang, and then making other plans. But the king of Beiyang was stubborn and self-serving, and he was so happy. is already in this situation, he still talks about his emperor's pomp, building a lot of construction, working the people and losing money, for fear that the other three countries will look down on him. As everyone knows, the more he does this, the more the rulers of the other three kingdoms think he is extremely stupid.

Zhou Xin is worthy of being the illegitimate son of the king of Beiyang, and he has not learned anything else, but this vain psychology has learned a general!"Uncle, it's not right for the imperial brother to say that! My Beiyang is no worse than others anywhere, since he Murong Lingxue invited the royal family of Southern Chu and Westernization, if he doesn't invite me to Beiyang, he just looks down on us! Uncle, this matter can't be left like this!"

"If the little young master wants to go to the dinner party in Murong Mansion, just go directly!" Bi Wei, the chief eunuch on the side, poured tea for the king of Beiyang, "The Murong family has always been respectful, and they will not do things badly, if you want to go, they will definitely be hospitable." ”

"Yes, that's it!" these words were in Zhou Xin's heart, "When the time comes, I will definitely show them what a real Confucian high roller is!"

His idea even got the support of the King of Beiyang, "Okay, Xin'er will definitely be able to dominate the crowd, shine, and fight for our Beiyang!"

Bi Wei stood aside and smiled lightly, but did not speak.

The eldest prince Xiahou Yao held back the fire in his stomach, but he had no way to vent. He found an opportunity to drag Bi Wei to the stable in the backyard, "What are you thinking? How can you persuade him to go to Murong Mansion? Murong Mansion invited the scholars of Qianyun Academy, and his little knowledge is not enough to be embarrassed in front of others!"

"He threw him away, Your Highness, what are you anxious about?" Bi Wei said nonchalantly.

Xiahou Yao sighed, "How to say, he is also a ...... in the Beiyang royal family"

"His surname is Zhou, Your Royal Highness, your surname is Xiahou! He Zhou Xin is just a relative of the Beiyang royal family, why should His Highness care about him so much?" Bi Wei interrupted Xiahou Yao's words, even if the whole world knew that Zhou Xin was the son of the King of Beiyang, then what could he do? He will always be an illegitimate son who can't get on the stage, and he will never be able to enter the family tree of Beiyang Xiahou. "What's more, Beiyang has reached this point today, is there anything else that can't be lost?"

How the other three kingdoms view Beiyang, the eldest prince knows very well in his heart, but now that he is pointed out by Bi Wei, he is still a little uncomfortable, "Bi Wei, why did Beiyang come to this point, but you didn't care at all? When Nangong Yunmo invaded Liang Jing and captured the Beiyang Palace, it was you who led a group of eunuchs to fight to the death. I thought you loved this country! But you're ...... now."

"Your Highness, you are wrong!" Bi Wei glanced at him contemptuously, "I will take up the sword and fight against foreign enemies, just because once the Holy Lord captures the palace, the royal family may be exiled, and the courtiers may still be able to sit in his original place, but we lowly minions have only one way to die." Since it's all about death, it's better to die vigorously. This move really made him bet right, he impressed the Holy Prince, and then let him go and let Beiyang go. It's a pity that after this catastrophe, instead of improving in the slightest, King Beiyang has become even more intensified and more mediocre. Today's Bi Wei is no longer the little eunuch who can't control his own destiny. His position in Beiyang is very important, he doesn't have to live and die with Beiyang, even if one day, this country is really gone, he also has his own place to live, and he can live plainly.

Xia Houyao knew that he had never understood this person they called a slave. He is always so calm, even if the knife is on his neck, his face still does not change. "Who are you, Bivi, or rather, who are you?"

Bi Wei rarely smiled at Xiahou Yao, "Who does Your Highness think I am, who do you think I am, that's it!" Bi Wei's smile was alienated, and there was also a hint of vigilance, blocking the eldest prince from his heart and not letting him get close.

Bi Wei turned around to leave, but was hugged by Xiahou Yao from behind, "Can't even I say it?" ”

"Is there anything special about us?" Bi Wei teared off Xiahou Yao's hand around his waist with an expressionless face, "Please also ask the eldest prince to respect himself!"

Xiahou Yao looked at his empty hands, "It turns out that we have never had any special relationship, is everything self-inflicted?"

Zhou Xin paced out of the back of the room and looked at him with a wicked smile, "I didn't expect the eldest brother to like eunuchs!

Xiahou Yao just glanced at him, ignored him and left.

Zhou Xin clenched his fists behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Sooner or later, one day, I want you to kneel in front of me and bow your head!"

The feast of the Murong family is set for August 13, after all, two days later it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, this is a festival of family reunion, the eldest lady does not want to share it with others, so she advanced it two days in advance, and her intimate behavior has been praised by many people.

Early in the morning of the thirteenth, Yun'an Street became lively, and many people were wandering in front of the Murong Mansion, wanting to see what kind of pomp and circumstance the world's first family had a treat, and even Emperor Chu in the palace got the news, "I heard that Xue'er was going to treat you before, but I didn't expect the little girl to be so formal." The pomp of the Murong family is really worth seeing, but it's a pity that Lone can only be trapped in this palace, a lonely person. ”

Qi Rong took a cup of tea and put it on the right hand side of Emperor Chu, "Your Majesty, if you want to go and have a look, there is nothing wrong with it, presumably Lord Yingxue will not refuse your arrival." ”

"You old thing, you've said all the good things, who would refuse Lone's visit?" Emperor Chu scolded with a smile, "However, Lone's appearance, I'm afraid that everyone won't be able to play well, and Lone still won't go to block them." ”

"What the emperor said, the emperor ......"

"Alright, alright!" Emperor Chu interrupted him with a smile, "Go to the wine cellar and bring a few jars of good wine to Xue'er to cheer them up." ”

Qi Rong took the order and went down.

At night, Murong Mansion is lit up with night pearls and incense candles. Murong Lingxue and Murong Lingfeng stood guard at the door early, waiting for the arrival of their master.

The masters of Qianyun Academy attached great importance to this matter, and the dean personally led the team, and all 27 masters and sons arrived, as well as ten students who are still studying in the academy.

The students were uniformly dressed in white and blue school uniforms, and although the masters were different, they were all plain robes, and they did not sit in a sedan chair, but walked to Murong Mansion. At the forefront was Qi Sheng, the dean of Qianyun Academy. There are many rumors in the market that Qi Sheng is very knowledgeable, and everyone thinks that he will be an old man with crane hair and white beard, but in fact, Qi Sheng is only fifty years old, in the prime of life, and he is handsome, he is a handsome scholar, but the little boy loves to call him Uncle Jun.

These two little girls can be regarded as Qi Sheng grew up, so they naturally like it from the bottom of their hearts.

Murong Lingfeng ran over as soon as he saw Qi Sheng, "Uncle Qi!"

"I haven't seen you for more than half a year, Xiao Feng'er has grown a lot!" Qi Sheng touched Murong Lingfeng's head with a smile, but it was much worse than his usual serious appearance.

However, the masters and students of Qianyun Academy had long been accustomed to his appearance, and no one showed surprise but came over to greet the two little masters of the Murong family.

Murong Lingxue looked back, "Why don't you see your uncle and cousin?"

"Your Highness and Your Majesty saw candy sellers on the road, and Your Highness said that the little prince would definitely like it, so he took His Majesty to buy candy. An old man with a white beard glanced at Murong Lingfeng with a smile as he spoke.

Ling Xue pursed her lips and chuckled, "Look at you, no one can forget you foodie!"

Murong Lingfeng pursed his mouth coquettishly, is it still wrong to love food?

"In that case, let the masters come in first. I asked Sichen to wait here for my uncle and cousin, who will probably be there soon. Murong Lingxue invited everyone from Qianyun Academy to the mansion.

They were about to go inside, but they heard someone say in a pretending contemptuous tone, "This Murong Mansion is just like that." ”