59 The third dragon is proud of the sky
It stands to reason that after the feudal kings of Dajing were divided, the imperial court would send people to build palaces in the fiefdoms.
But what happened to the five-year-old king of Yuezhou, everyone knew that the court didn't think of this stubble at all.
Even though he had been prepared in his heart, Li Rong was still red-eyed with anger. Governor Han is a very good person, respectfully invited people to the prefect's mansion, and vacated the best main courtyard for the king of Yuezhou to stay.
That night, the Han Governor's Mansion held a banquet and invited the local wealthy families of officials of Yuezhou City to receive the wind and wash the dust for His Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou.
Even at the reception banquet, the king of Yuezhou was only held by the servant woman and hurriedly came out to show his face. Now, far away in the daytime, I can see clearly what I can't see.
His Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou was really young and weak, although he was born well, but his eyebrows and eyes were weak, and his spirit was not good, and the attendants behind him drank a glass of wine on his behalf, and sat on the main seat for less than a quarter of an hour, and he was carried down with a pale face.
Many guests glanced at the people around them, and already knew how to deal with this future owner of Yuezhou on the bright side.
Zhao Lingwei left, but the people he brought couldn't all leave, and he had to stay with the guests, Song Chaoyu was one of them.
Song Chaoyu obviously felt that almost half of the guests present had their expressions on him, and their expressions were quite strange.
Song Chaoyu thought it was because of this physical appearance at first, after all, when he was the eldest son of the Song family in the Ancient God Domain in the previous life, this kind of high-profile situation was not uncommon.
But he soon realized that this was not the case, and remembering the news he had received from the officials, he lowered his eyes.
Halfway through the banquet, as a close confidant of the king of Yuezhou, many people came forward to toast.
It is normal to inquire about his identity and Zhao Lingwei's situation, but turning around and asking about his preferences, even with a little flattery and friendship, Song Chaoyu realized that something was wrong and was secretly vigilant.
Until Governor Han also took a wine glass and came forward to toast with a smile.
After saying the scene, when the two passed by, Song Chaoyu heard a low sentence: "The night is heavy and heavy, and the son drinks twice as little, so that the subordinates can watch it tightly, and don't suffer from the cold." β
Song Chaoyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Governor's Mansion, Han Governor's Mansion didn't look at him, only smiled and poured a glass of wine, and pushed the cup with another person to change the glass.
That Li Tongzhi soon came over as well.
Li Tongzhi's facial features are very rough, and his body is also very tall, not like a civil official.
He happily came over with wine: "I heard that Mr. Song is the gentleman of His Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou?" It's really a young man. Come, this official toasts you! β
This time, he said compliments in his mouth, and looked at Song Chaoyu nakedly, as if he was looking at something valuable.
Song Chaoyu didn't say anything and drank.
Li Tongzhi poured another glass: "This glass of wine, this official wishes Mr. Song a great future!" β
Song Chaoyu secretly said that this person is really not particular about his speech, and he seems to be more and more tired. I wanted to see what tricks he had in mind, so I drank it again.
Li Tongzhi saw that he was interested, and he didn't accept it if he didn't see it, but ordered someone to pour another glass of wine and handed it to him: "This cup, I wish our Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou a long life and good health." β
Song Chaoyu didn't pick it up again.
He stared at Li Tongzhi's extremely oppressive eyes, and said lightly: "I'm not good at drinking, and if I drink it again, I'm afraid I'm going to get drunk." β
His task did not cross over to a certain plot character, according to the employee protection manual of the Fast Piercing Bureau, the true appearance of the employee could not be revealed, and the system partner pinched a shell for him according to the appearance of the "Song Dagongzi" in the previous world.
Usually, Li Rong and the others only think that he was born like a person in a painting, and even the corners of his clothes are full of fairy energy.
He is the husband of the king of Yuezhou, and he is a newcomer, and when he has already drunk two glasses of wine, Li Tongzhi should accept it.
However, hearing his refusal, Li Tongzhi's expression did not change for a moment, and his tone was only two points colder: "What does Mr. Song mean?" If you don't want to take this glass of wine, don't you want Your Highness to be healthy? β
The banquet, which had been a staggered banquet, suddenly fell silent, and the guests looked in this direction as if they were blank.
But no one came out to speak.
Governor Han, as Li Tongzhi's superior, also didn't see it.
Seeing this, Li Tongzhi showed a smug look on his face, and a pair of eyes stared at Song Chaoyu tightly: "Sir, please drink." β
Song Chaoyu knew that if this glass of wine was next, there would be the next one.
He now represents the king of Yuezhou, he lowered his head, and from tonight, he will never look down on Zhao Lingwei again.
If he is really a powerless scholar, he doesn't want to drink this glass of wine, but he has to drink it.
But fortunately, he didn't plan to drink it, and no one could force him to drink it.
The corners of Song Chaoyu's mouth were raised, revealing a shallow smile.
Many people were photographed by this smiling face, revealing a slightly unbearable look.
Song Chaoyu raised his hand and took the glass of wine, Li Tongzhi saw this, and the smile on his face deepened: "Mr. gives Li face, Li-"
The rest of his words were stuck in his mouth.
The jade-white hand, holding the wine glass, poured it.
The crisp liquor was sprinkled on the ground.
But before it was over, this young man, who looked cold and cold, pressed the table with his other free hand, and with a force, the entire table in front of him was overturned to the ground, and the dishes on the table clanged and smashed to the ground, splashing the hem of Li Tongzhi's clothes.
As soon as Song Chaoyu's fingers were loosened, the wine glass fell to the ground, and a crisp sound occurred.
He brushed his sleeves as if he had dusted off something, and said lightly: "Song is not strong enough to drink, he is a little drunk, and he accidentally knocked over the table, Lord Li, Haihan." β
"You!"
Li Tongzhi was angry and glared at him: "Don't be ashamed!" Come! Give meβ"
"Master Lee." Governor Han walked over with a smile and whispered, "This is the gentleman who just came from the capital and is the king of Yuezhou." β
Li Tongzhi sneered: "It is the husband of the king of Yuezhou that should let him know who is in charge of this Yuezhou." β
Song Chaoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that some of the guests present were angry, but he didn't dare to speak out.
I heard Governor Han whisper again: "At least it shouldn't be on the bright side."
Do it, wait until the night banquet is over, and then ......"
These words were whispered, and no one could hear them clearly except Song Chaoyu.
Li Tongzhi seemed to be convinced, he glanced at Song Chaoyu like a poisonous snake, and smiled without smiling: "Since Mr. Song is drunk, Lord Prefect, you should take Mr. down to have a good rest." β
He glanced gloomily across the hall and walked away.
He is a subordinate official, so he doesn't give face to the prefect and the guests, but the prefect of Han is like no one, and he leads Song Chaoyu back to rest.
Song Chaoyu was taken to the wing, and the maid who led the way lowered her head, didn't dare to say a word, and left in a hurry after bringing the people.
It was the first time for Song Chaoyu to encounter such a "difficult" situation, and it was still a little novel for a while.
The system feels similar to him, the host is more powerful, and its first two mission worlds are almost useless, and at this time it is eager to try, and it wants to prove its worth: "Host, I'm going to spy on that Master Li and see what bad ideas they have!" β
said that he left in a hurry.
Song Chaoyu sat in the room, and he could feel that from the moment he came in, there were people guarding him outside the door.
The breathing is steady and powerful, not a maid in the house, but like a practitioner.
Not long after, two strange maids came, holding clothes and accessories, and there were people carrying hot tubs and other things behind them.
The maid said softly: "I heard that the son is drunk, and the lord specially ordered us to serve the son to wash." β
Song Chaoyu said: "When things are put down, I am not used to being served by others." β
A few people seemed to be a little embarrassed, and Song Chaoyu was puzzled: "Why, I'm such a big person, I'm still afraid that I won't be able to escape?" β
These words seemed to convince them, and they were about to retreat, when they heard Song Chaoyu say: "I am tired of informing Your Highness, I have drunk wine today, and I am a little unwell, so I am going to rest early, and I will not disturb Your Highness at night." β
That's exactly what they want!
The maid smiled and said, "You put it down, and the maid will definitely bring the words." β
In the main courtyard.
When Li Rong heard the rumors brought by the maid, he understood that the gentleman was afraid that he was going to do something at night.
She had seen Song Chaoyu's ability and was not worried.
Zhao Ling, who sent the maid away and was lying on the bed to "recuperate", rolled over slightly and asked, "What did Mr. do?" β
He talks a lot more now than he did when he first woke up.
Li Rong didn't know what happened in the front yard, but she, who was born in the palace, also noticed that something was wrong with the Yuezhou officialdom, and she thought that Mr. Song should have also found out that something was wrong.
Then he said: "I don't know the servant, but with Mr. Song's ability, what to do, His Royal Highness doesn't need to worry." β
Zhao Lingwei thought about it, although Mr. didn't admit it, but in his heart, Mr. was an omnipotent immortal.
The immortal who couldn't take a bath comfortably at this time and changed into the clothes brought by the maidservant.
The clothes are very clean, the fabric is good, soft and comfortable, but the incense on the top is a little strong, and Song Chaoyu is not used to it.
He called for someone to take the tub out.
The door opened, and the previous servants came in, and when they saw that he had changed his clothes, the maid at the head breathed a sigh of relief on her face and said with a smile: "Song Gongzi, my master is invited." β
Song Chaoyu glanced at the sky and said, "Who is your master?" It's not too early, it's time for me to rest. If there is anything, we will talk about it tomorrow. β
The maid didn't leave, but said gently: "Please forgive me, my master is invited, and please give me a face." β
Song Chaoyu pretended to be impatient and sank his face: "If I don't go, what?" β
Obviously, what he was doing in the banquet hall were seen by these people and knew that he was not at the mercy of others.
The servant girl still had a standard smiling face: "Since this is the case, it is offended." β
There was a faint fragrance from the tip of Song Chaoyu's nose, and his eyes flickered, and he was angry: "You-"
And he staggered and fell backwards.
The group carried a person and quickly left the prefect's mansion.
In the study, Han Zhifu sat in front of the desk, and his face had long lost his previous lightness: "Really took people away?" Can you see clearly? β
Someone in the shadows replied, "My lord, I can see it clearly. β
Governor Han sighed.
He looked at the direction of the main courtyard sadly, thinking that a prince had come to Yuezhou, and those people could take care of one or two, but he never thought that he would be so arrogant!
But what about him?
"This official has reminded him that benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted." Governor Han said in a low voice.
Here, the sedan chair carrying Song Chaoyu traveled all the way, and soon, it stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.
Song Chaoyu "just happened" to wake up at this time.
"What do you do?" His face turned pale, "Actually blatantly kidnapping people, is there any royal law?" β
"Childe, forgive me." The maid still smiled, "My master is familiar with my son at first sight, I really can't hold back my joy, Childe, since I have arrived here, my master is in front, please." β
Song Chaoyu's face was extremely ugly, he turned his head to look at the family who had faintly sealed all his retreats, snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves and walked in.
When he left, a family member showed sympathy: "It's really a fairy-like character, I don't know, it can last for a few days." β
"You don't want to die! Dare to say anything! The people around him immediately scolded him.
"With this person's appearance, maybe he will get the king's blue eyes and ascend to the sky in one step?"
"Also, such a beauty, how can those ordinary people compare?"
ββ¦β¦β
Song Chaoyu listened to the chats of those people behind him, and he hadn't thought too much about it, and he figured out most of it at once.
His eyes widened slightly in shock.
At the same moment, the system of inquiring about intelligence also returned.
It spoke with a little exclamation and excitement: "Host, oh my God! β
"You've been robbed!"!