I saw a team of singing girls holding musical instruments, rushing in.

They lined up and bowed to the crowd.

The woman at the head was a plump and charming Hu Ji, and she smiled flatteringly:

"Hey, I said Jing Ye, you haven't invited us to Yanhong Mansion for a few days, it's rare for you to think of the girls today?"

Murong Jing laughed when he heard this:

"I haven't been in Youzhou for some days, don't you come back, just hurry up and invite the smoke girl, today in addition to the distinguished guests from the capital, I also invited Lord Thorn Shi, the smoke girl has to show real skills."

As he spoke, he turned to Xiao Tingsheng and introduced:

"Your Excellency the Special Envoy, this is the smoky girl of Youzhou Yanyun Tower, the top brand here can be described as a double masterpiece of singing and dancing!"

Xiao Tingsheng nodded and glanced at the smoky girl, but he was very unimpressed.

Let's not talk about whether it is really a double of singing and dancing, just in terms of this appearance, it is too far from the top card in the capital.

He was not very interested in the woman, so he turned back to look downstairs through the window.

Hu Ji Yanhong saw Murong Jing's expression when he was talking to this envoy, as if he was talking to his master, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

I secretly wonder what kind of immortal this forty-year-old and gentle-looking official can make Jing Ye, one of the richest people in northern Xinjiang, so humble? !

Her eyes swept over Wang Sheng, who was on guard, and Luo Tong, another personal guard, and her heart was beating with horror.

These two followers have such a murderous aura, they must have smelled blood.

The woman on the scene had a very poisonous eye, and she noticed the unusual at a glance.

Xiao Tingsheng didn't care what Yanhong thought.

Today, on the fifth watch, we set off from the ancient city of Yuyang and went to Youzhou City, preparing to meet Zhao Shijun through the intermediary of the wealthy businessman Murong Jing.

This is a plan that he decided on with the prince after consulting with him yesterday.

Zhao Shijun did not dare to go to Yuyang to meet the prince, lied that he was sick, and would rather risk the world's condemnation and disrespect.

This has already shown that Zhao Shijun has a ghost in his heart and is not subservient.

It's just that in the current situation in northern Xinjiang, the prince can't do anything to him, he can only take the means of entrapment, and he can't force him to rebel urgently.

Originally, the crown prince was going to visit Youzhou City in person, but almost all the ministers of his cronies objected.

After discussion, it was decided to let Xiao Tingsheng go to Youzhou Mansion as the prince's envoy, try to meet with Zhao Shizhi, and convey the greetings of His Royal Highness the prince.

It's just a courtesy visit.

Therefore, Xiao Tingsheng behaved very low-key, and when he came to Youzhou, he did not wear court clothes, but a silk and satin regular clothes.

At this time, there was a sharp sound of horses' hooves downstairs.

It seems that Zhao Shijun has arrived.

When Xiao Tingsheng looked at it very casually, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He hadn't seen Zhao Shijun himself for more than five years, but he didn't expect this guy to get even worse.

Grow tall and fat.

A team of five or six hundred soldiers and horses went downstairs with a white sweaty and bloody horse.

The one who got off the horseback looked like a normal person, almost two meters tall, with a belly as big as a casserole, and the whole was almost three hundred pounds.

If it weren't for a bloody horse, an ordinary horse would not have been able to run on him.

Seeing the humble attitude of the people around him, there is no need to guess, that person must be Zhao Shijun himself.

"This stupid big guy is Zhao Shijun."

Xiao Tingsheng whispered to his confidant Wang Sheng.

It can be seen that he has always been disgusted and disrespectful to Zhao Shijun.

Murong Jing, who had been by his side, said to Xiao Tingsheng:

"Lord Envoy, the little one must go down and pick him up, otherwise, he will be unhappy again."

confessed to Xiao Tingsheng, and Murong Jing hurriedly ran down.

Hu Ji Yanhong in the wing room of the restaurant was not far from them, and she heard the conversation between Xiao Tingsheng and them, but she became more and more surprised.

This envoy actually called the king of Youzhou a stupid big man, and he said it very naturally and fluently, and he didn't feel inappropriate at all.

The people who came with him, including Murong Jing, did not particularly object.

The most important thing is that the people who came to the banquet in a commotion downstairs were not ordinary people.

He is known as the champion of Youzhou, and Zhao Shijun, the second-rank feudal official of the dynasty.

The envoy didn't go downstairs to greet him.

Could it be that the identity of this adult is more noble than Zhao Shijun?

This fully shows that this envoy is unusual!

"Where did this lord come from, but his face is tight?"

Yan Hongjiao smiled and walked over to Xiao Tingsheng.

didn't take a few steps closer, Luo Tong stretched out his hand to stop her, and said coldly:

"Go aside, don't come closer."

Yan Hong's face changed greatly when he heard this.

In this Youzhou capital city, no one has ever dared to be so rude to her.

Even the Hou Ye who was about to come up downstairs, the second-class military attache of the imperial court, and Zhao Shijun, the assassin known as the king of Youzhou, was also smiling at her.

She muttered and wanted to say something, but when she saw the cold eyes and hideous faces of Wang Sheng and Luo Tong, she hummed back again.

With a face full of grievances, he stepped aside and almost wiped his tears.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the building, and then the floor slabs creaked in pain, as if the whole building was shaking.

I thought it was the bear-like Zhao Shijun who had arrived outside the door.

Xiao Tingsheng turned around at this time, patted his face, and tried his best to make a smile.

The door creaked open, and a tall body burst in.

His eyes didn't look at Xiao Tingsheng, who was smiling, but at the oncoming Hu Yanhong.

Before anyone could speak, he burst into laughter:

"Ahaha... I said Murong Jing, you played a lot tonight, even the Yanhong girl from Yanyun Tower, and her sisters were invited, it cost a lot of money, hehe. ”

"Yanhong girl, we haven't seen each other for a few days, let's go to the house to sing a church for Lao Tzu another day, what's the matter?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his fat bear-like big black hand, touched Yanhong's white and tender little hand, and kneaded it in the palm of his hand.

The layer of grievances that appeared on Yanhong's face just now had been swept away, and she smiled coquettishly:

"Hey, Lord Thorn Shi wants to listen to the smoke and red singing hall, isn't it simple? You said hello, didn't the smoke red run over right away that time? But today, there are still guests here who need you to greet you! ”

As she spoke, she threw her gaze at Xiao Tingsheng, who was sitting at the top of the list.

This girl deliberately caused the fire of the King of Youzhou to test this mysterious envoy.

Speaking of Xiao Tingsheng, his smiling face, which was barely supported, seemed a little stiff at this time.

Seeing Zhao Shijun's fat face, he finally looked over to his side, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Shijun's face suddenly changed, and he shouted:

"Murong Jing, what do you mean? Invite my grandfather to the banquet, how can there be strangers in this room? ”

He deliberately performed this scene with great vigour.