Suddenly, as if he realized something, the six county lords said to Jiang Ruoyun excitedly: "That's right, by the way, when we came here just now, the cold boy we met seemed to be very powerful. ”

"You mean the one who was called Bo Gongzi just now?"

"Yes, that son's aura is so powerful, although his spiritual breath is undetectable, but it can make people feel that his spiritual power is extraordinary, Jiang Wantong must not be his opponent."

"What you said reminded me, we can use some strategy to let that son clean up Jiang Wantong, and then there will only be one mere eight county lords, and all of us can clean it up."

"Okay, that's a deal."

When the two of them temporarily reach a cooperative alliance, they will both smile.

After Jiang Wantong and the eight county lords signed up, they also planned to leave.

The crown prince stopped Jiang Wantong behind his back: "Miss Jiang, please stay." ”

"What does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince command?"

"I haven't seen each other for many years, and Miss Jiang and Sister Ling are so close to each other, if Miss Jiang doesn't dislike it, you might as well get together in a restaurant." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince issued an invitation.

Jiang Wantong instinctively wanted to refuse.

The lord of the eight counties replied first: "Brother Prince, if you want to invite Sister Wantong to dinner, do you want to take me with you?" ”

"Of course, it's for you." The prince replied.

The lord of the eight counties became excited: "Brother Prince, he has a lot of opportunities on weekdays, and he doesn't have time to take care of me, it's rare that you are free today, then this meal must be eaten, Sister Wantong, let's go together." ”

As he spoke, the Lord of the Eight Counties gave Jiang Wantong a busy look.

Jiang Wantong followed the eyes of the eight county lords, glanced at the little general Pei Heng who was standing respectfully behind the crown prince, and naturally understood the county lord's careful thoughts.

"In that case, then thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince first, and I might as well obey my fate if I am respectful."

There is no way, for the sake of Xiaoba's happiness, Jiang Wantong can only nod and agree.

Besides, it was just a meal, and she was indeed a little hungry.

The restaurant I came to this time is not the Minghui Inn.

It's a place chosen by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Jiang Wantong, the eight county lords, the crown prince, and Pei Heng went together.

In the box of the private room upstairs, this is the location reserved by the perennial prince, and every time he comes, the shopkeeper will enthusiastically lead him to this VIP box.

"Everyone, tomorrow is our Imperial City event spiritual power selection competition, can anyone bet?"

"How are we going to bet this time?"

"Let's bet on how many people will be able to enter tomorrow's preliminary round, and I bet on ten taels of silver, and I bet on 5,000 people."

"I'm betting on 100 taels, and I'm betting on 3,000 people in the preliminary round tomorrow."

"It is said that tens of thousands of people have signed up for this selection competition, and among so many people, it is impossible to leave only a few thousand people in the preliminary round, so the competition is too cruel, I bet 10,000 people."

"Then I'll bet 10,000 people ...... too"

"And I and I, I bet on ......"

The guest officers downstairs were eating and drinking, chatting about the tryouts and starting to place bets.

Although Jiang Wantong and the others were in the private room, they could hear the following conversation clearly.

The lord of the eight counties came to be interested: "Brother Prince, how do you arrange the event, how many people do you plan to leave in the preliminary competition tomorrow, you tell me if it's okay, I will also go and bet with that group of people to earn him a fortune." ”

There were not too many emotional ups and downs on the prince's cold cheeks, he looked silent, and said lightly:

"How do you think it will be arranged?"

"Oh, where can I guess, Brother Prince, don't sell Guanzi, tell me quickly." The Lord of the Eight Counties shook His Royal Highness the Prince's arm and pleaded.