"Hehe, Brother Ji, it's time to take me to meet those guests of yours!" Looking at Ji Hong, whose brows were still tightly locked for a while, Zhang Jishan smiled indifferently.

However, Ji Hong didn't seem to hear it. Seeing this, Mo Xiaoqiu on the side shook his head helplessly. Cannibalism, this is a very difficult hurdle for Ji Hong to overcome! If you are not a child of the royal family, you don't know how high this hurdle is.

Then he gently patted Ji Hong's hand and said, "Brother Zhang, I'll take you to meet those guests of Jianhong!"

"Hmm. ”

Three days later, in the guest hall of the imperial capital Ji Hong's mansion, a maid with a delicate figure and a beautiful face served delicious dishes to a neat and immaculate round table.

When looking at Zhang Jishan who was sitting on the chair next to Xiaoqiu, Ji Hong's dozen or so guests were a little surprised, and they not only secretly discussed with their divine thoughts.

"Who is this kid? Do you recognize him?"

"I don't know, it's probably a new guest recruited by the Thirteenth Prince!"

"However, why did he sit in Brother Du's upper position?"

"Hehe, is that kid's status in the hearts of the Thirteen Princes higher than that of Brother Du?"

"Then I'm going to have a good meeting with that kid later, it's ridiculous that a new doorman wants to be our leader!"

"Hehe, don't mess around later. Although the Thirteen Princes can't come today because of something, if the Thirteen Princes know that we are embarrassed by the new arrival, it will definitely drive us away!"

"Hmph! If we hadn't supported him, would he have the power to compete with his three brothers?"

Looking at the people who were thinking about it for a while, Mo Xiaoqiu smiled softly and said, "Hehe." I called everyone here today, firstly, to introduce you to Hong's new doorman. The second is to discuss with everyone the matter of the struggle for the throne after more than two months. ”

When Xiaoqiu's words fell, a doorman who was a little breathless smiled faintly: "Hehe, boy, you still don't want to introduce yourself, do you want the princess to introduce yourself?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. Hearing this, Xiaoqiu naturally knew that the doorman was not kind to Zhang Jishan, so he smiled slightly. "This is Hong's good brother - Zhang Jishan. ”

Looking at Zhang Jishan, who didn't stand up and closed his eyes to recuperate, Ji Hong's doorman who was the first to stand up smiled coldly, and said with bad intentions: "Why, Brother Zhang, the princess has introduced you to everyone, you don't even say hello to us! Although you are a good brother of the Thirteenth Prince, you can't be so arrogant!"

However, Zhang Jishan did not answer, and still sat on the chair like an old god and closed his eyes to recuperate. Just when the sneering and agitated doorman wanted to continue to stimulate Zhang Jishan, Zhang Jishan spoke.

I saw Zhang Jishan smile coldly and said: "Hehe, you really disappointed me! Originally, I thought you were such a good doorman, but I didn't expect it to be a group of rabble, such a doorman, for Brother Ji, don't do it!"

"Hmph, what did you kid say?"

"Do you dare to compete with us, if you can beat three of us, we will agree with you!"

"Hehe, is it~" Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Jishan's mouth curled.

Long before the banquet began, Zhang Jishan had expected that without Ji Hong's presence, Ji Hong's guests would not give him a good face. Therefore, he sat on the second main seat next to Mo Xiaoqiu.

At the same time, he also learned from Mo Xiaoqiu that most of Ji Hong's disciples came for cultivation resources, and once Ji Hong was at a disadvantage, they were likely to fall directly to the side of other princes.

Therefore, Zhang Jishan planned to remove the pests from his disciples for Ji Hong. As the saying goes, a grain of rat feces spoils the full pot of sauce, and in the case of Ji Hong's weak side, Zhang Jishan will not allow any wall grass to appear!

He came here to help Ji Hong seize the throne, not to give his life! For his own sake, Zhang Jishan would not allow such an existence.

And Mo Xiaoqiu also understood that Zhang Jishan's intentions were for Ji Hong's good, so he didn't become a peacemaker. There are still more than two months to compete for the throne, if everyone can't twist into a rope at this juncture, then Ji Hong's final fate can be imagined!

Even if he loses some disciples and lacks the support of some forces, Mo Xiaoqiu is willing to do this! The current situation is already very disadvantaged, no matter how inferior can it be? It is better to stand up after a break!

However, after seeing these people, Zhang Jishan changed his mind again. After looking at the doormen around the round table one by one, he smiled coldly and said, "Hehe, if I win all of you, do you dare to make a blood oath and help Brother Ji wholeheartedly until the battle for the throne is over?"

"Hmph, why don't you dare!" the most uncontrollable doorman snorted without the slightest hesitation when he heard this. "But, if you lose, then you can walk away with your tail between your legs!"

"Hehe, okay!" Looking at the vicious appearance of the doorman, the corners of Zhang Jishan's mouth curled, and he smiled very calmly. "What about you?"

"Hehe, that's what he means!"

"Yes, if you can win against us, let alone help the Thirteen Princes wholeheartedly, even if you go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire for it, we won't frown!"

"Hahaha! Refreshing, then you can come up with the question!" Seeing this, Zhang Jishan smiled loudly and said very calmly.

"Okay! In that case, then I'll come and meet you kid for a while! Let you know what it means to be ignorant and arrogant!"

Of course, the first to bear the brunt was the doorman who stood up first. He clapped his hands, and one of his servants walked in with a birdcage.

When he saw the three-colored spirit bird in the birdcage, the corner of the doorman's mouth curled, and after taking the birdcage, he held it in his hand and teased.

Looking at the three-colored spirit bird that responded to him happily in the birdcage, the doorman smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "Hehe, boy, I don't have many hobbies in Shanghai on weekdays, so I like to tease birds, walk birds, and have quite a lot of achievements in raising birds." So, let me ask you, do you know my three-colored spirit bird's mood at the moment? I said in advance that you are not allowed to use your mind to probe my three-colored spirit bird's mind. If this is done, any martial artist in the Molten Qi Realm can do it. ”

Hearing Shang Hai's question, Ji Hong's other doormen all laughed secretly. Without the need for divine thoughts, it is simply difficult to know the thoughts of a beast. Even Shanghai, who has raised birds for more than 200 years, can't figure out the thoughts in the heart of a bird!

Moreover, even if Zhang Jishan said it, Shang Hai had all kinds of answers to deny everything he said. This is an unsolvable question, and even all the guests present don't know how to answer.

"That's it?"

"That's all!"

"Hehe, it's simple!" Zhang Jishan smiled calmly and gently took a sip of the tea. "The three-colored spirit bird in your cage is angrily scolding you for not even being as good as a beast!"

Shang Hai was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed loudly and retorted: "Hahaha! Boy, if you don't know, you don't know, you actually said such funny words." My three-colored spirit bird is obviously very happy, and it clearly wants to be close to me. ”

However, Zhang Jishan smiled calmly and explained without hurry: "Hehe, it is extremely happy on the surface, but in fact it hates you very much." You put it in a cage and it's like you've broken its wings. How can it not scold you?"

Looking at Zhang Jishan's calm answer, Shang Hai snorted coldly and said, "Hmph! Zi Fei Bird, Anzhi Bird's Thoughts! Boy, you are making trouble unreasonably!"

Zhang Jishan smiled very indifferently: "The son is not me, I don't know the thoughts of birds?"

"Hmph!" Shang Hai snorted coldly and continued. "I am not a son, I don't know the son, the child is not a bird, the son doesn't know the bird's thoughts, it's all!"

"Huh. Zhang Jishan shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of fragrant tea and smiled. "Follow the roots. Zi said, 'Ru'an knows the thoughts of birds', that is, he knows what I know and asks me, and I know on the throne. ”

"You!" For a while, Shang Hai was blocked by Zhang Jishan's words, and he couldn't find the words to refute it.

But slightly, Shang Hai, who was frowning, seemed to have thought of something, and spat out turbidity, and the corners of his mouth curled. "You have said so much, but there is a certificate? If there is no evidence, it is not a matter of one sentence to say whether it is happy or angry!"

"Hehe, do you want to prove it~" The corners of Zhang Jishan's mouth curled, and Lingqi quietly blended into the middle of the voice. "Then when you open the cage door, you can see whether the three-colored spirit bird is happy or angry!"

"Huh. The corners of Shang Hai's mouth curled, this is what he was waiting for. I have been raising this three-colored spirit bird for twenty or thirty years! On weekdays, this three-colored spirit bird is very close to me. If Zhang Jishan said that this bird was happy, he really didn't dare to release it. But Zhang Jishan actually said that the bird was angry, and that it was not in his own arms.

Of course he knows, even a three-year-old child knows that the three-colored spirit bird in the cage is very happy at the moment! And the reason why he said that the three-colored spirit bird is angry is to convince Shang Hai to lose!

When Shang Hai sneered and opened the cage door, he saw the three-colored spirit bird fluttering its wings and flying out, hovering and flying happily in the air, so happy.

Just when Shang Hai saw this and wanted to ridicule Zhang Jishan, he saw the three-colored spirit bird hovering in the air, its wings fluttered, and it turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed towards his eyeballs!

"Huh?" Shang Hai was shocked by this sudden scene, what was going on? Why was this three-colored spirit bird completely different from usual? It seemed that he had a deep hatred for himself! This made Shang Hai very puzzled for a while.

Although the speed of that three-colored spirit bird was very fast, it was much inferior to a martial artist of the Refining Realm!

Looking at Shang Hai, who was staring at the three-colored spirit bird in his hand with a bewildered face, Zhang Jishan took a sip of tea, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Hehe, Shang Hai, are you convinced?"