Chapter Seventy-Five: The Family Feast
helped Su Qinglan become a sword cultivator, and Bai Mei's mission was completely completed.
In Su Qinglan's courtyard, Su Qinglan handed a token printed with the word Su to Bai Mei: "This is an edict I invited from my father, you can take it." ”
Seeing the edict, Bai Mei's face finally showed a smile, and after receiving the edict, Bai Mei thanked him softly.
"When is Mr. Bai going to leave?"
"Early tomorrow morning. After getting the edict, Bai Mei did not plan to stay in Su Wangfu, although there were many people in the outside world who were eager to become Su Qinglan's teacher, so as to cling to the lord of Youzhou.
But how could the ambitious white eyebrows trap themselves in this small Su Wangfu.
"Are you in such a hurry? In three days, it will be the family banquet of my Su Wangfu, Qinglan dares to ask Mr. to stay for two more days, and it is not too late to leave after attending the family banquet. ”
Looking at Su Qinglan's sincere eyes, Bai Mei hesitated, but still nodded: "Okay then." ”
After receiving Bai Mei's reply, the corners of Su Qinglan's mouth raised, revealing two crystal lovely tiger teeth.
Three days passed quickly
The family banquet in King Su's Mansion will be held in the evening, and when the time comes, not only Prince Su himself, but even his two sons will rush back.
There are not only people from King Su's mansion at the family banquet, but also the two sons and Su Qinglan will also have some good friends, relatives, and even staff members who will come together.
On the afternoon of the family banquet, Bai Mei looked at a set of dark blue Taoist robes on the table, and then looked at the robes that had been worn in several places on his body, and his heart warmed.
Changed into the new Taoist robe sent by Su Qinglan, and the white eyebrows' temperament changed suddenly. Bai Mei's original dark color robe is simple and concise, but it always gives people a deep feeling.
And this set of robes sent by Su Qinglan not only has a more delicate material cut, but also has a lot of decorative patterns in the corners and cuffs, coupled with the ethereal and clean temperament of the white eyebrows themselves, the whole person is a lot more outstanding at once.
After changing his clothes, Bai Mei, led by the servant, walked through the path to a large courtyard where he had already visited the large and small tables and chairs.
As soon as he entered the door, Bai Mei saw Su Qinglan, who was sitting next to the main seat, and noticed Bai Mei's gaze, Su Qinglan immediately beckoned to this Bai Mei and motioned Bai Mei to go over.
Sitting on a table next to Su Qinglan, Bai Mei looked around curiously.
The main seat at the top of the field is obviously reserved for the lord of Youzhou, the prince of Su who is the uncle of today's son. There are also four sub-positions under the main throne, which belong to the wife and three children of Prince Su.
Further down are the various people who have been invited to the family banquet, and they sit down according to their relationship with the Su Palace.
Even Liu Jun, who had trouble with white eyebrows a few days ago, was among them.
Seeing that Bai Mei was actually sitting further in front than himself, Liu Jun's face suddenly became gloomy, and his slender eyes stared at Bai Mei tightly, revealing an unkind gaze.
After observing the surroundings, Bai Mei sat quietly in his seat, except for a few words with Su Qinglan from time to time, the whole person was as quiet as a stone statue.
Soon the people who had come to the feast arrived one after another, and the sky gradually darkened, and the servants were all around the venue with bright red lanterns.
"The prince has arrived!"
A high-pitched shout came, and everyone present suddenly got up.
Su Yumo was wearing a light gray robe, his temples were slightly snow-white, his facial features were angular, there was a hint of softness in his rigidity, his face was like jade, and his eyes were full of indifference and quietness.
There is also a well-maintained woman beside Su Yumo, this person is Su Yumo's original wife Jiang Xunshuang, although traces of wind and frost can already be seen on his face, but it can be seen from his eyebrows and eyes that he must have been a generation of peerless beauties when he was young.
Taking his wife to sit down, Su Yumo nodded slightly and motioned for everyone to sit down.
The family feast has officially begun!
The exquisite dishes are constantly delivered to each table of guests through the hands of the servants, and the rich aroma begins to spread in the air.
Gently picked up a dish similar to roast suckling pig in front of him, and as soon as the dish entered Bai Mei, he felt a mellow gravy explode in his mouth, and the overflowing aroma seemed to erupt from every pore of Bai Mei.
"This is a golden suckling pig, which is made from a black-haired fragrant pig that is no more than nine days old and is slowly roasted with lychee. ”
Su Qinglan said with a smile, the family banquet in Su Wangfu is once every six months, and all the dishes are carefully selected, and then the best tasters have tried them one by one before they can be served.
Just as everyone was eating or talking to each other, a large three-color auspicious cloud suddenly floated in the night sky that was originally like ink.
"It's my second brother who is back. ”
Seeing the incomparably sassy clouds in the sky, Su Qinglan knew that it must be his second brother who loved to show off so much.
The three-colored auspicious clouds gradually condensed in the air and formed a staircase from top to bottom, and a man strode with his head held high, his hair neatly combed, his appearance handsome and indifferent, and his facial features were frivolous with a hint of a smile.
The two eyebrows were raised high, revealing a contempt for all beings, and the most concerning thing was his peculiar eyes, one purple and one silver, with two different pupil colors, exuding a cold and fierce light, bringing people an infinite sense of oppression.
"Father, my son is late. ”
Walking down the ladder, Su Feichen smiled and confessed to Su Yumo, and more than a dozen people who followed him also pleaded guilty.
"Your eldest brother, why didn't he come with you? ”
Su Yumo is naturally very clear about his son's virtue.
"My eldest brother sent me a message yesterday, saying that the military commander has something important to do, and I am afraid that I will not be able to participate in this family banquet. You want me to make amends to my father instead!"
Waving his hand, Su Yumo said: "Since there is official business, then forget it." Take a seat, too. ”
"Yes!"
In response, Su Feichen did not immediately move towards his own actions, but strode towards Su Qinglan, and with a wave of his hand, he took out a brocade box of mutton fat and white jade.
"Little sister, this is the Baihua Pill I specially helped you find, eating one can give birth to a fragrant body, and it can also avoid a hundred poisons. ”
"Thank you, second brother. Taking the jade box with a smile, Su Qinglan leaned into Su Feichen's ear and said, "Second brother, I have become a sword cultivator, when the family banquet is over, I will show it to you?"
"You became a sword cultivator?"
With a slightly surprised gaze, Su Feichen took out a wisp of breath and probed into Su Qinglan's body, and really felt a sword intent in Su Qinglan's body.
"The foundation of sword intent is very solid, who taught you. ”
Sensing the solid sword intent in Su Qinglan's body, it was not cultivated by pulling out seedlings. Su Feichen nodded slightly, his little sister was bent on becoming a sword cultivator, and he naturally knew it.
It's just that he thinks the same as his father, the sword cultivation is a vein and withering, there is no future, and the sword cultivation is too dangerous, and it is very easy to go crazy.
So even if he knew Xiaomei's wish, Su Feichen never helped her find a sword cultivation teacher, otherwise with his identity, he would soon be able to help Su Qinglan find a very good master.
"It was this Mr. Bai who taught me. ”
Excitedly introduced Bai Mei to Su Feichen, Su Qinglan pulled Bai Mei and said.
After Su Qinglan said this, Su Feichen noticed the young man with a beautiful face on the side.
Looking directly at Su Feichen's eyes, the white eyebrows' eyes were calm like a deep pool of water.
"Huh!"
Let out a light sigh, looking at the white eyebrows that looked directly at him without waves, Su Feichen became a little interested. His eyes were extremely powerful because he had cultivated the secret method of the Purple Feather True Sect.
Ordinary monks don't say that they look directly, and even if they sweep the afterglow, they will feel frightened.
"I'm Qinglan's second brother Su Feichen, hello. ”
The corners of his mouth raised, and Su Feichen smiled and said hello to Bai Mei.
"Hello. ”
Although he didn't know this Su Feichen, he nodded slightly out of politeness.
"This is my name post, and I hope we will see you again in the future. ”
The urging voices of several old acquaintances behind him made Su Feichen hand Bai Mei a famous post, and then turned to leave.
Rubbing the name card with a warm texture in his hand, Bai Mei put it into the ring, and sat down to continue eating......