As the evening approached, the originally clean workshop gradually became noisy.

Although Zhao Yu sat in the attic and chatted with Park Dabao and the others, he also divided his mind and observed the newcomers below.

The newcomers were full of joy on their faces, and as soon as they entered the door, they asked others about the start of the banquet and dance, obviously the purpose of coming here was all to watch the sixteen heavenly demon dances, which shows that this dance music is really famous in the circle of most powerful people, and Park Dabao's admiration for this dance music does not seem to be all in lieu of words.

In this way, Rao is Zhao Yu is not interested in these glamorous sounds, and he can't help but look forward to them. Or maybe he subconsciously began to look forward to how the Blue Sect Master who was alluring the country and the city could shine and how he could fascinate all beings.

The guests who can enter the workshop are naturally people with considerable status and power in the capital, or wealthy businessmen who have traveled widely. Except for some second ancestors who had nothing to do and indulged in extravagant pleasures all day long, there were many middle-aged people with well-dressed clothes and gray beards who walked in with a happy face. However, in a moment, Zhao Yu had already seen several pictures of father and son inadvertently bumping into each other in the attic, which showed that the so-called Heavenly Demon Immortal Ji was really amazing in her reputation and attractiveness among most of the powerful people in the capital. But even if the father and son bumped into each other, they only exchanged a few words of greeting or nodded, and they didn't feel embarrassed. After all, even their Emperor Majesty and the crown prince have rumored some affairs of fathers and sons in the same room prostitution, the so-called good at the top, but very bad at the bottom, it is not worth making a fuss.

The new guests soon learned from the bystanders that the previous fight between King Yong and Park Dabao was in Vanity Fair. Naturally, these people have their own positions, and now is the time to take sides. Therefore, these new arrivals no longer occupy an attic alone, but according to their respective positions, they either go to meet the prince of Yongwang or come to Park Dabao. For a moment, the attic became crowded.

In the face of these people who came to visit him, Park Dabao was also quite generous, depending on their different identities, or stood up to greet them. Or sit in your seat and bow slightly. After these people went up to the attic. They each found a seat and sat down, and they talked about it. In this way, those who were around Park Dabao before naturally got up to give up their seats for those with more distinguished status. Not long after, the people around Park Dabao have changed a few times. However. Only Zhao Yu, who was sitting on the left-hand side of Park Dabao, never moved.

And so it goes. Zhao Yu didn't even speak. It gradually stood out in the crowd, and many people looked at this young man. Some of them already know Zhao Yu's origins, but some are still ignorant. But without exception, I am very curious about the relationship between Park Dabao and this Han person. What kind of skills does this young man have, so that Park Dabao, who has always been above the top and does not pretend to others, looks at him differently and attaches great importance to it, so there is no lack of side knocks between the words, Park Dabao naturally prevaricates the problems of these people one by one, and only deduces that Zhao Yu is his very good friend, but he doesn't say much.

Zhao Yu was happy to be quiet, so naturally he wouldn't say anything more in this situation. He watched coldly and found that although Park Dabao's side was powerful, it really occupied a high position in the court, and there were few people with high and powerful positions. It was far less than the group of Boluo Timur in the attic opposite. It can be seen that although there are many struggles in the Yuan court now, the emperor still occupies a certain advantage.

Yang Xiao stood behind Zhao Yu, looked at it for a while, and said in a low voice: "There are a lot of masters." ”

Zhao Yu nodded, and his eyes also looked at the guards brought by these people. Among these people, there are many people who have long qi or condensed muscles and muscles, and have no low attainments in internal and external skills, and their eyes are also circulating on Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao behind Zhao Yu, and it seems that it is the instinctive qi that attracts Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao to realize that Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao are both first-class masters. As for Zhao Yu, who has higher martial arts, they don't have the ability to sense it, they just think that he is just an ordinary gentleman.

Zhao Yu knew that Mongolian nobles had a tradition of raising and recruiting martial arts masters, either to protect their own lives, or to assassinate and deter. Therefore, when he saw many martial arts masters coming upstairs, he didn't feel so strange in his heart. Moreover, the financial resources and power of the people upstairs in front of him are limited after all, and the masters who can be collected are naturally nothing in Zhao Yu's eyes, far less powerful than the masters of Ruyang Palace.

The appearance of these martial arts masters is not like the people of the Central Plains, or the blonde and blue-eyed people, or the people of the Western Regions with tall skeletons, and even there are many races that Zhao Yu can't see. Although the Mongols are in decline now, but in the past 100 years, their ancestors have really been remarkable, and at the same time, they have conquered the world and destroyed countless countries, and at the same time, they have also collected many people who have never heard of it before, and sent them to drive.

Although Zhao Yu is not a reckless soldier, he is a young man's curiosity after all, and he will be more or less curious about the unknown world. Naturally, he didn't think that what he could see, what he heard was all that was in this vast world, and although he didn't know what else was there, he also knew that it must be a wonderful world. If one day, he also hopes to be like the ancestors of the Mongols, raise a brigade of elite soldiers, rush into the unknown world, to discover, to conquer, so that the bloodline of the Han people can be inherited in every corner of this world, take root and grow.

Just as Zhao Yu's mind drifted into the distance, Wei Yixiao whispered in his ear: "Master, it seems that there is some trouble." ”

Zhao Yu retracted his mind and looked over with a little doubt. Wei Yi smiled and said half-embarrassed and half-proud: "Among these entourage guards, there are quite a few disciples of the Western Regions Martial Arts Sect, although my reputation in the Central Plains is not very well-known, but I have been fighting in the Western Regions for many years, and I am also well-known. Although he is disguised at the moment, if he stays for a long time, he will have to give people a glimpse of some flaws. ”

When Zhao Yu and others came to Dadu, they naturally couldn't show their true faces, so they went through some meticulous disguises. But if you use too many external objects to dress up, it will inevitably show people flaws. Therefore, they just started in the subtleties, and the adjustment between the hairstyle, skin tone, and facial features was very light, and at first glance it seemed that it was naturally different from another person, but after seeing it for a long time or people who were familiar with each other, they could still vaguely recognize their original faces.

Zhao Yu thought for a while, whispered a few words to Park Dabao, and then instructed Wei Yi to smile a few times, and then asked him to go downstairs while others were not paying attention.

While everyone was talking, one of them suddenly shouted, "Look, the expansion is also here!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change, and they didn't calm down, and looked through the window one after another. And Zhao Yu's expression also changed a little, and he turned his head to look down.

The full name of Kuangkuo is Timur, which is Zhao Min's brother, the son of King Ruyang, and the Han name Wang Baobao.

Zhao Yu looked down, the first thing that caught his eye was the image of the two elders of Xuan Ming who was very eye-catching, these two people were the first to open the way, they were already thirty years old, compared with the young Wang Baobao, who was a little more calm and walked behind him with his hands behind his back, and there were still four monks and lamas behind him. His brows were furrowed, not with an exaggerated smile on his face like others, but a little dignified. Occasionally, someone stepped forward to say hello on the road, but he only bowed his head slightly and didn't say much.

Wang Baobao himself is not unusual, but his father, King Ruyang, is the most important person in the current government and the opposition. With his appearance, the atmosphere in the attic obviously changed a little, becoming much calmer, and the smiles on many people's faces obviously faded a lot, which showed the deterrent power of King Ruyang in their hearts.

Zhao Yu turned his head to look at the attic opposite, and he could also clearly see the change in the atmosphere, and Boluo Timur's expression changed the most, holding the window lattice in his hand, and his eyes were also flashing with fierce color, obviously resentful of King Ruyang.

Wang Baobao entered the workshop, and the previous Lang Zhong personally greeted him, his smile was full of flattery, and he even whispered to him. Wang Baobao walked forward, looked up at the two attics, the corners of his mouth flashed a hint of ridicule, and went straight to the other attic. Subsequently, several other people followed Wang Baobao. For a while, the situation in the already undercurrent of the teaching workshop became more and more delicate.

Zhao Yu pretended to be ignorant, pointed to Wang Baobao's figure and asked Pu Dabao: "Pu Gongzi, who is this person?

A trace of complexity flashed on Pu Dabao's face, and he sighed and said: "Wang Gongzi doesn't know, although there are many people with names and surnames in this sect now, but in the eyes of that person, they are not bullshit, they are also the sons of the world, such as the prince of Yongwang, a hundred and ten tied up, and they may not be as important as this one." Hey, hey......" (To be continued......)

PS: It's a bit of a personal matter these days, and it's very draining. I'm sorry for the previous update, and I'm trying to keep updating.,Can't be late or unsafe.,At most, about three or five days.,It will be back to normal.。 Thank you for your support