The echo resounded up and down the river, and it was straightforward!

In an opening monologue, King Yueyang said it with pride and blood. The metaphor directly set the tone for tonight's banquet. Hiding the war intent, openly and secretly pointing to the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

This really makes the listener's heart tighten...

After that, King Yueyang first held the jade cup and drank it all in one gulp. And the tens of thousands of banquet guests under the high platform, whether it was Xia Yuan's side or the rest of the Jianghu court forces, also gave three points of thin noodles, and successively raised their cups and drank them all.

After everyone in the audience drank the glass of wine in their hands. King Yue Yang picked up the jade pot on the long table and filled the empty cup with wine. Glancing at the high platform again...

"Hehe..."

In the end, King Yueyang's gaze stayed on Xia Yuan's body. He smiled deeply at Xia Yuan, and shouted again: "It's great to have friends from afar. People don't know and are not ashamed, and they are not gentlemen. Recalling that the hidden master led the dragon veins of the three dynasties and educated the Tang Dynasty civil and military, it was the enlightenment of our later generations, and it was as graceful as a mountain. It is a pity that today, I live in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River, and the hermit returns to the north, looking at each other for thousands of miles, and I have not seen each other for 20 years. I'm so sad and sad, I'm so ashamed..."

As he spoke, King Yue Yang moved the jade cup he was holding slightly to the north, and then said: "This cup, respect Taifu's merits, may my master be blessed with immeasurable fortune and return to the south as soon as possible!"

“......”

After speaking, King Yue Yang once again drank the jade cup of wine.

It's just that the people under the high platform this time seem to be a little hesitant. Although, everyone here knows what this prince is talking about, and they also know what he wants to do in the future. But, this is a matter for the future, he hasn't done anything now after all, has he?

So, he toasts the wine that can be drunk...

However, the scheming Three Dynasties Taifu in the north is very different... Twenty years ago, whether it was in the southern region of the Tang Dynasty, or other east, west, and north regions, up to the Jinluan Palace, down to the small family courtyard, his name has always been a taboo, and few people dare to mention it head-on. Even on weekdays, when someone inadvertently mentions this name, isn't it all very tacitly used the word "the one in the north"?

And now, someone openly gave this terrible name a glass of wine. What is needed here is more than just courage. At the very least, you have to have a strength that can wrestle with Datang Kyoto...

And, this power...

King Yue Yang may think that he has, or maybe he really has. So he can and dare to toast this glass of wine. However, the tens of thousands of people under the high platform, no matter how powerful they are, they are just powerful figures in one city and one courtyard. In addition to wielding a few big knives and doing some things to fight and kill, they don't have the power to destroy the common people, nor do they have the courage to live and die. Therefore, in the face of such a heavy glass of wine, dare to ask, who can drink it in one gulp?

So much so, from a certain angle, King Yueyang's cup of wine is not good. It's very bad, at least it's not the right time for him to respect it, and there's a foreshadowing missing...

"He seems to be in a hurry..."

Under the high platform, on the west side.

The writer in the yellow robe played with the wine glass in his hand. The thick liquor is swaying in the glass, and the green color is very beautiful. And his gaze was fixed on the majestic bright yellow figure at the end of the high platform. In his eyes, his thoughts are very conspicuous, as if he is puzzled.

"I'm in a hurry..."

The green-robed writer sitting on his side smiled helplessly.

whispered softly: "The second sentence of the opening is to use Beimang as a guide and cut to the point. If you don't pave the way, don't set the way, obviously you don't want people to be happy. If he guessed correctly, he would have to drink thousands of times to raise the tone for tonight. ”

"Well..."

Duh...

The yellow-robed scholar nodded and gently lowered his wine glass.

"This hatred is deep... It's hard to count. ”

"So I'm in a hurry..."

“......”

The whispers under the high stage are faint, like the sound of mosquitoes, and few people raise their glasses. And here, the only person who can accompany the prince on the high platform to drink this glass of wine is Xia Yuan and his party on the southeast side.

"Remembering the year, Guotai is healthy, Datang Wanli, singing and dancing..."

Ignoring the cold field under the high platform, King Yue Yang poured a glass of sake again. While reversing, he said in a heavy voice: "When my father was alive, he once said, "The great unification of troubled times, the first merit of the national teacher." Prosperous Anbang, Taifu Weiji". The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty today is inseparable from the supreme merits of the national teacher and the Taifu, and we should always keep it in mind.

But...

Today it seems...

You only remember that there is a national teacher in the Tang Dynasty, and few people can still remember the exploits of Taifu and the old things of the previous king..."

Speaking of this, King Yueyang suddenly changed his words!

"But, this king still remembers!

"In the past ten years, I dare not forget day and night! There are many talented people in the south of the Yangtze River, and thousands of miles of territory worship the generals. Jin Luan killed the monarch against the mandate of heaven, and burned Kyushu with a torch! This is the blood feud of our generation, and I can't forget it!"

“......”

At this point, the room was silent for a moment. Even the atmosphere dares to breathe, let alone the whispering...

As the two writers on the west side said, there are many grievances to be said about what this prince has to do tonight, and he seems to be in a hurry. was so anxious that as soon as he started, he threw a big choice here, which caught people off guard.

The words are spoken with boldness and blood.

In just two paragraphs, King Yueyang closely connected the revenge of killing his father back then with the hatred of the Taifu in the north. also vividly put the Xia Yuan side representing the north in the audience on the same front as himself. But... What he said and what he was going to do was so heavy that the crowd couldn't keep up with him...

Let's wait a while.

King Yue Yang respectfully poured the wine glass in his hand to the ground. After that, he shouted: "Tonight's Lantern Festival is a festival, and I miss my relatives the most." It is also the day of death, and I miss the old people's kindness the most. Therefore, this third cup of wine, we should pay tribute to the king, and to all the martyrs who died twelve years ago!"

A faint smell of wine, waving a faint white mist with the wind. But the strong aroma of wine can't get drunk with the depression here. As before, it was still quiet under the high platform, and it was so quiet that it was hairy.

However, it is inevitable...

The second glass of wine was toasted, and the prince on the high platform was only to the name of the great strategist in the north, and no one dared to drink with him here. And now, he wants to pay tribute to the former emperor who was usurped by his own son, and the Taifu family who was burned into a ghost by a night of wolf smoke twelve years ago. If you go deeper, there is actually not much difference between this and the rebellion.

Then who would dare to drink this glass of wine that represents rebellion?

Cold...

Nothing to say.

No one raised a glass, no one whispered, and King Yue Yang didn't continue to speak. He just smiled heavily, staring quietly at the people sitting upright under the high platform. There seems to be some kind of mockery in the deep smile, as well as some meaning of waiting...

Yes, he's waiting for someone ...

Spring breeze water, spring water cold.

Go with the flow and enjoy the peace,

How can you be safe boating against the trend?

"Hehe..."

I don't know how long it took, but Xia Yuan, who was sitting on the southeast side, laughed softly. He first glanced at King Yueyang on the high platform with disdain, then held the jade cup on the table, slowly stood up, and looked around his side. Then the ruffian laughed and said, "Respect, the spirits of the martyrs in the sky!"

"Whoa..."

As he spoke, Xia Yuan, like King Yue Yang on the high platform, gently sprinkled the wine in his hand on the ground.

At the same time...

Brush...

"Respect, the spirit of the martyrs in heaven. ”

Li Qingfeng, who was sitting next to Xia Yuan, and the seven deans of the Seven Star Courtyard also stood up together. Raise a glass to the court, shout a salutic in unison, and then drink the wine in the cup in one gulp...

"Respect, the spirits of the martyrs in the sky!"

"Respect, the spirits of the martyrs in the sky!"

"Respectfully..."

After that, on the southeast side of the field, the people of the rivers and lakes of various forces, led by Xia Yuan, also got up one after another to drink and drink the wine.

Finely and bits and pieces, King Yueyang's opening three glasses of wine finally had some responses, so that it would not be embarrassingly cold.

However, it's just not too cold. Xia Yuan's group of people is only about one hundred and ten people, compared to the banquet of tens of thousands of people gathering together tonight, it is a handful of branches and leaves on the big tree. The cold field still can't get hot.

“......”

King Yueyang on the high platform still didn't say anything, put down the wine glass and put his hands on his waist, looking down at Xia Yuan's towering figure flatly. And the court official standing behind him had a slightly cold face. After all, as a person who shouldn't be here tonight, there are some things he can't say and can only watch, and there are things he can't do but listen to, such as everything that is happening at this moment. He had to know how to grasp his own proportions, otherwise he would probably be left in this Yueyang City tonight.

“......”

Xia Yuan raised his head slightly and glanced away from the high platform.

The two rays of light were facing each other for a moment, as if a little light flickered. The two people on the high platform seemed to have reached some tacit understanding in an instant. After glancing at each other, Xia Yuan withdrew his gaze, and the dog's tail grass on the corner of his mouth was slightly upturned. didn't think much about it, and then he turned his eyes to look at a few people from the rivers and lakes who were sitting not far away.

Wow...

"Not good..."

"It's over... It's over..."

“......”

The few people who were watched by Xia Yuan immediately felt a breath of impending calamity, and their worried little hearts burst out in an instant. The bitter color on the face is like a strip of cloth that has just been dyed green, and it is about to drip green with water...

"Hehe..."

I watched it playfully for a while.

The ruffian laughed, Xia Yuan took a ruffian step, and walked to the table of several people who were about to be frightened. Arrogantly looked down and said, "You are the people of the Lonely Mountain Gathering and the Split Bow Village in the north of the city, right?"

"Gollum..."

As soon as the words came out, in the face of Xia Yuan's sinister smile, several people in the rivers and lakes were about to spit out their bile.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, the man who sat closest to Xia Yuan stood up, clasped his fists with both hands and said respectfully: "Yes... Yes, Master Yuan..."

"Oh?"

Laughing playfully, he set off a rather fake doubt. Xia Yuan smiled: "So you still know me?"

"Recognize... Recognize..."The man hurriedly replied.

"Well..."Xia Yuan nodded with a smile, then looked at the people around him along the left and right sides of the man, and said slowly: "What about you? Do you recognize grandpa and me?"

“......”