As a national teacher, his status is noble.

It stands to reason that with the appearance of Wei Mocheng, Yu Guogong should sweep the couch to greet him.

But Lan Yu only glanced at it faintly, and snorted from his nostrils, without the slightest intention of greeting.

During the banquet, the princes and generals looked different, some were embarrassed, some were jealous, some laughed together, and some glared angrily.

Yun Que instantly captured the change in everyone's demeanor.

Since Wei Mocheng appeared, most of the people present who were embarrassed and laughed at were Wenchen, and most of the people who were angry and disdainful were military generals.

It seems that the generals are in the same vein and are very dissatisfied with the national teacher.

When the national teacher arrived, it was the crown prince Yin Hongzhuo who was the first to get up to greet him, respectfully and respectfully saluted first, and called him a teacher.

No one dared to sit down at this time, and Lan Yu could only stand up with great reluctance.

"The national teacher is a busy man, why are you so idle today, come to my small family, my family doesn't have the money to help you build any Heavenly Son Sword."

Lan Yu said angrily, not polite at all, he didn't even give up his seat, and made it clear that Wei Mocheng was not welcome.

Wei Mocheng didn't mind, just stood in the hall and said with a smile:

"The Guogong Mansion is overjoyed, Wei has come to congratulate him since now, and by the way, he will bring a small gift to the grandfather of the country."

Saying Bo Li, Wei Mocheng was empty-handed.

"It's better to be exempt, how can I be in the Lan family, I really can't afford the gift of the national teacher." Lan Yu said with a thorn in his words.

"The old man has worked hard for my Dayan all his life, of course he can afford it, and if you don't accept this gift, you have to accept it." Wei Mocheng chuckled, grasping the overall situation between his words, leaving no room for Lan Yu.

"That's strange, the old man has lived a long time, and he hasn't seen a congratulatory gift that he can't refuse!" Lan Yu's face sank, and he shouted: "Your Wei Mocheng's gift, the old man just won't accept it today, what can you do to me!" ”

The hall was silent for a moment.

Everyone knows that the national teacher and Yu Guogong have never been on good terms, and no one dares to participate in this two.

Even the crown prince Yin Hongzhuo and Zhou Shibo, the first assistant of the current dynasty, did not have any intention of interfering, and each sat in place.

Yun Que sat in the distance, every move in the hall was really visible, and he could hear it clearly, and he roughly guessed the reason.

The feud between the Duke of Yu and the national teacher should be related to the Sword of the Son of Heaven.

The emperor forged the sword of the Son of Heaven, worked the people and lost money, and he had already complained, so naturally there would be opposition.

Yuguo Gong Lanyu is a representative of the opposition to the sword-casting side.

And the national teacher played the role of assisting the emperor in forging swords.

Yun Que has heard something,

The repair and casting of the Sword of Heaven was the original proposal of the national teacher, but due to the huge project, it has not been completed for several years.

In the face of Yu Guogong's strength, Wei Mocheng always smiled and said lightly:

"The congratulatory gift is here, and the Duke of Yu Guo still kneels to accept it."

Saying that, Wei Mocheng took out something from his sleeve, Lan Yu was about to scold, but when he saw it clearly, he immediately shut up, and knelt on one knee helplessly.

"Old minister, take the order!"

The congratulatory gift given by the national teacher was nothing else, but a holy decree.

Any congratulatory gift Lan Yu dares to refuse to accept it, but the holy decree cannot.

Whoever dares not to accept the holy decree is a great sin of rebellion, and he will be beheaded.

Seeing the holy decree, everyone present was stunned and retreated to the side.

The decree was written for a long time.

The first half is congratulatory congratulations, congratulating the marriage of the Yuguo Mansion, and a list of congratulatory gifts is attached, which is priceless.

In the second half of the conversation, it turned out to be a letter of appointment, appointing Lan Yu, the Duke of Yuguo, as the general commander of the sword casting, and the full management of the sword of the Son of Heaven must be completed before the end of the year.

When Wei Mocheng closed the holy decree, Lan Yu's face turned white with anger and gritted his teeth.

It can be seen that this old prince is already on the verge of breaking out.

Lan Yu is most opposed to sword casting, and has admonished more than once over the years, and even gave up his old face and sprinkled things in the palace.

How could the emperor insist on going his own way, not listening to anyone's words, and insisting on casting a sword.

Today, it is good, with a holy decree, Yu Guogong has become the general commander of sword casting, from the side that opposes sword casting, to the chief manager of sword casting.

This is clearly roasting the Yuguo public frame on the fire!

Today, Lan Yu received the holy decree, and he became a two-faced person who was not guaranteed in the evening, and if he did not receive the holy decree, his head would not be guaranteed.

Wei Mocheng was always smiling, holding the holy decree in his hand, and he was not in a hurry, waiting in place.

In the hall, many people sweated for the old man.

In the depressing atmosphere, the groom and the official in the big red flower ran over and took the holy decree for the old prince.

"Grandpa is old, don't blame the national teacher, my Lan family will definitely go all out to assist the national teacher in forging swords!"

Lan Yusheng respectfully accepted the holy decree, looking very humble in front of the national teacher.

"The afterlife is terrible."

Wei Mocheng smiled and nodded, and said: "Starting a family, a man's life is a major event, after getting married, the little prince should also be ready to inherit the family business, this world, it is you young people, you are always controlled by the older generation, when will it be prosperous." ”

After saying that, the black robe swayed and walked away with a long smile.

In the hall, there was no one in the hall for a long time.

Just a few words stirred up the joy of the entire Yuguo Mansion, not only slapped the old Guogong in the face on the spot, but also invisibly separated the feelings between the grandchildren of the Yu family.

The national teacher is extremely insidious!

Syllable!!

A crisp slap sounded in the hall, and Lan Yu angrily shook Lan Yusheng's big mouth.

Lan Yusheng covered his face, lowered his head, and said tragically:

"Grandpa, you can't fail to accept the holy decree! The grandson knows that grandpa doesn't want to lose the reputation of the people because of the sword-casting, but my Lan family has always been loyal to the king, the king let the ministers die and the ministers have to die, the long pain is better than the short pain, we might as well assist Your Majesty to speed up the progress of the sword, as long as the sword of the Son of Heaven is cast, the world can be peaceful! ”

Lan Yusheng's words, hearing this, many generals nodded slightly.

Over the years, because of the reasons of Yu Guogong, most of the generals have strongly opposed the casting of the sword of the Son of Heaven, and they do not hesitate to intrigue with the emperor.

And you can't push the emperor to be in a hurry, otherwise it will be easy for everyone to fall to the ground.

If the Zi Sword is not much off the ground today, instead of continuing to compete with the emperor, it is better to finish casting the Son of Heaven Sword as soon as possible, and everyone will be relaxed at that time.

Syllable!!!

Lan Yusheng received a second blow on his face, and the corners of his mouth immediately saw blood.

The slap was extremely heavy.

"Bastard thing!"

Lan Yu raised his eyebrows, pointed at his grandson and scolded:

"Do you know how many people have died in order to forge swords over the years! How many craftsmen died of exhaustion under the sword! Let me tell you, after five years of sword casting, there are at least tens of thousands of dead! The national fortunes of my Yan Kingdom have not improved, and the fortune and people's hearts will be consumed! ”

The angry old man pointed to the sky and shouted:

"As long as my blue jade is still breathing, I will never help the Son of Heaven Sword add a brick and tile to fill in the copper skin!"

With a lot of blood, the world is clear.

The Duke of Yu was not loyal to the emperor, but to the people.

Everyone present was in awe.

The crown prince, who was sitting on the throne, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

Although he represents the emperor, in front of Lan Yu, an old guy who is so stubborn and smelly that even the emperor dares to scare him in person, the identity of the crown prince really has no weight.

"The old man is discouraged."

The first assistant of the dynasty, who was sitting next to Lan Yu, spoke at this time and said: "Recently, the northern barbarians have moved frequently, and it is inevitable that Your Majesty will be anxious to cast a sword, today is a big day for children, let's not mention state affairs, only celebrate the newlywed." ”

With Zhou Shibo playing a round game, Lan Yu temporarily suppressed his anger.

The wedding reception continued.

Both the owner and the guest were no longer happy before, and they were barely smiling.

The Yuguo Mansion seems to be shrouded in a layer of haze.

Lan Yusheng, who had been slapped twice, quickly regained his vigor and was busy toasting.

At this time, Yun Que stood up, took a glass of wine, with a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards Xiao Guogong not far away.

Zhou Yuanliang immediately cheered up and grabbed his paws.

The show is about to begin.