In the huge Qiuhua Palace, there are thousands of people sitting or standing. As soon as Murong Ke appeared, the hall that was still noisy instantly quieted down, and everyone turned their heads.

The eyes that originally fell on Murong Ke were all focused on Chu Si for a while. Chu Si hurriedly lowered her head, she had never been stared at by thousands of people like this, and for a moment, she was quite restless.

Murong Ke's hand holding her little hand tightened, his eyes swept towards everyone, smiled slightly, led Chu Si, walked through the speechless crowd, and walked straight to a middle-aged man sitting on the low table at the front.

This middle-aged man in his forties looks very majestic, but between his eyebrows and eyes, he is quite similar to Murong Ke.

As early as the time when the crowd stopped talking, all the music stopped. All of a sudden, in the huge palace, only the sound of Murong Ke's powerful footsteps could be heard.

Murong Ke walked all the way to the middle-aged man, he didn't let go of Chu Si's hand, leaned over slightly, put one hand on his chest, and said loudly: "Father, Ke'er is back." ”

As he walked all the way, the middle-aged man's eyes kept on the hands of the two of them. It wasn't until Murong Ke shouted like this that he said lightly: "Back?" It's back good. ”

After saying that, he stood up, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and shouted to everyone in the hall: "Everyone, my son Murong Ke is back!" He defeated the state of Zhao and destroyed more than 30,000 Zhao troops. He, at the age of seventeen, made such a great feat for my Dayan. From then on, all the countries in the world no longer dare to underestimate my Yan Kingdom. Ladies and gentlemen, let's take this glass of wine and give a glass to our heroes, our Yan country boys, Murong Ke, and Murong Xuan! ”

The protagonist of tonight's banquet was Murong Ke, and after he came in, the ministers who were guarding outside immediately walked in. Just as he walked in front of King Yan, everyone was also at peace.

King Yan picked up the wine and handed it to Murong Ke, took the wine glass handed by the guard, shook it towards everyone, and then raised his head and drank it. Seeing this, everyone raised their wine glasses in the direction of Murong Ke, and at the same time raised their heads and drank the wine.

Murong Ke also raised his head and drank the wine. He shook his empty glass towards the crowd to signal that there was not a drop left. As soon as he made this action, a burst of cheers rang out.

King Yan smiled slightly, put the wine glass on the table, pointed to a vacant seat on one side and said, "Ke'er take a seat." ”

Murong Ke turned his head, and when he faced his three elder brothers, he also faced the empty seat. The seat was narrow enough to accommodate him alone. He hesitated for a moment, then led Chu Si over.

Murong Ke brushed a few times and sat down. At the same time as he sat down, his hand skillfully exerted force, which made Chu Si's feet soft, and the whole person fell to him, just sitting on his lap!

All of a sudden, everyone fell silent again. Holding a woman in her lap is not a very excessive thing. Several of the senior officials present did this. However, the position where Murong Ke was sitting was designated for him by King Yan, which represented his identity and glory, and he hugged Chu Si on his lap like this, but it was very dazzling. After all, in such a place, there should not be a place for a woman.

In the silence, King Yan's face was already terrifyingly gloomy. He glanced at Murong Ke, turned his head and smiled, and raised his voice and said: "Ke'er, is my fourth son, he is only seventeen years old this year, a famous general in history, only Huo Qu's illness when Emperor Wu can compare with him, come, everyone toast him again!" “

King Yan's voice broke the calm, and the noise made everyone drink the wine in the cup again. King Yan put the cup down and shouted, "Drum music, feast!" “

The sound of sheng music rose in response, and at the same time as a burst of fat powder fragrance wafted in, a team of palace girls appeared in front of the stage. These girls are dressed in Hanfu, fat powder and incense, looking forward to the glow, dancing to the sound of music.

The arrival of the singers loosened the stagnant atmosphere in the palace. The generals sitting in the back were even more excited and their eyes were shining. Sure enough, as the sound of sheng music became louder and louder, the girls slowly danced their water cloud sleeves, twisted their waists, and danced towards the generals in the palace.

These singers surrounded the generals, giggling and dancing, their eyes fluttering, causing the men who had been abstinent for a long time to blush with excitement.

A fat young general stretched out his hand and pulled a singer into his arms. The singer snorted, but didn't struggle much. At this time, all the dignitaries sitting on the main seat were also smiling, as if this behavior was normal.

There was such a person taking the lead, and in the blink of an eye, the generals moved their hands and feet against the singers around them. In their hearty laughter, a team of palace maids and eunuchs, holding food boxes, carried the whole cows, horses and fat sheep into the hall.

The aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of fat powder, and for a while, the whole hall entered a carnival.

During the carnival in the hall, although Murong Ke attracted the most attention, on his lap, there was a big beauty who was ashamed of himself if anyone saw it. Therefore, although those singers were flattering, they did not squeeze to his side.

The three young men sitting next to Murong Ke all looked similar to him, and Chu Si also knew at this time that they were Murong Ke's eldest brother, second brother, and third brother.

After three glasses of wine, Murong Ke's second brother turned around, he first stared at Chu Si deeply, then turned to Murong Ke, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said, "Fourth brother, you are really, can you compete with your father like this as soon as you come back?" You see, he's still blue-faced. ”

Murong Ke's lips pursed into a tight line, he shook his wine glass, drank the wine down, and said, "If you don't express your position now, you won't have a chance in the future." ”

Second Brother Murong glanced at Duan Yan, who was blue-faced in the middle of the seat, and then swept over Hu Zhen, the county lord of Hu Nanwang, who had been staring at him with hatred here, and said with a smile: "Although our Ke Xiaolang is young, he is very popular with women. This was originally a good thing, so why did the fourth brother turn this good thing into a bad thing. If it were me, I would marry them all back, and everyone would be happy. ”

His eyes swept over Chu Si, swallowed his saliva secretly, and thought: However, this slave girl is really ****** and so beautiful, the fourth brother is young, and it is normal to be fascinated by such a beauty.