Although Qingyunting is far less powerful than Lingxiao Pavilion, and is not that big in Jiang Wang's eyes, it is one of the top sects in Shun'an Mansion after all, and is not on the same level as the Xiyun Sword Sect.
In order to congratulate Weininghou on his birthday this time, Qingyunting also put great thought into it.
Just the burden of picking out gifts formed a long queue.
The leader of the team is an old man with a short beard who is about sixty years old. He is accompanied by a young man with a slightly sinister face. He seems to be close to him, either master and disciple or father and son.
The rest were servants and attendants, looking very grand.
The short-bearded old man walked directly to the Hou Mansion as a matter of course. A sect with the strength of Qingyunting did not have to queue outside the Hou Mansion.
"Um?"
The steward of the Jiao family, who had been waiting outside the gate of the Hou Mansion to welcome him, suddenly took a step sideways and blocked the way.
The short-bearded old man smiled and cupped his hands: "Brother Jiao, it's been a long time since I sent my regards!"
The steward's face was expressionless: "What are you doing?"
The short-bearded old man's smile froze, but he still managed to answer: "Feng Yue would like to come here on behalf of Qingyunting to congratulate the Marquis on his birthday!"
The steward of the Hou Mansion raised his chin at the long queue outside the mansion: "There are so many people here to celebrate Mr. Hou's birthday, and they are all queuing up. Why don't you line up?"
"Brother Jiao." Feng Yue smiled and handed over a storage box under the cover of his body: "But what is there to offend Feng? Please make it clear."
The steward of the Hou Mansion took a step back, leaving the storage box naked in front of everyone's sight, and said in a cold voice: "Our Lord, the Marquis, manages the family as well as the army. Mr. Feng, what do you mean?"
The young man who had been silent suddenly raised his head and gave him a cold look.
Faced with this sinister look, the steward of the Hou Mansion, who was not very advanced, couldn't help but take a step back, and immediately got angry: "What are you looking at!"
Feng Yue turned around and slapped him: "Lower your head! Close your eyes!"
As expected, the young man at Qingyunting closed his eyes and lowered his head.
Feng Yue then turned back and said with an apologetic smile to the steward of the Hou Mansion: "Young people are not sensible, please forgive me. We are going to line up over there, right?"
The steward of the Hou Mansion said coldly: "You can go back if you don't want to queue up. Weining Hou Mansion does not lack this kind of care."
"Those who have to be arranged, those who have to be arranged." Feng Yue still smiled and did not take this embarrassment seriously: "Weining Houfu is certainly not lacking, but Qingyunting's heart cannot be ignored."
He waved his hand back and said, "Take someone to line up."
The young man who had just been slapped didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the back of the team.
"I made you laugh." Feng Yue saluted the steward of the Hou Mansion again, and then stepped back respectfully.
Jiang Wang glanced at it for a few times and then turned back, acting as if it was nothing to do with him. This sinister young man obviously doesn't have a very broad mind. If he is thought to be watching their Qingyunting joke, it will inevitably lead to a bad future.
But these two people were remembered in my heart.
He had actually expected Qingyunting's setback in front of the Weining Houfu.
Jiao Xiong, whom he killed with one sword in Chiyun Mountain before, also happened to be named Jiao.
Jiao Xiong, who had opened three palaces but had not yet obtained supernatural powers, was said to be ranked among the top fifteen among the younger generation of Yong people.
Of course, this ranking may not be reliable. Because Qingyunting's Chi Yue is obviously stronger than Jiao Xiong, but I haven't heard of any ranking.
However, Chi Yue, who is stronger, still needs to flatter Jiao Xiong. It can be seen from this that the Jiao family should be quite powerful in the Yong Kingdom. Jiang Wang easily found out Jiao Xiong's origin, and he happened to be the direct grandson of Wei Ninghou of Yong State.
Only the Jiao family, where Weininghou Jiao Wu is in charge, is worthy of Qingyunting's every possible favor.
Among Jiao Wu's many descendants, Jiao Xiong, who opened three mansions at a young age, is the most promising one. But he died in Chiyun Mountain.
Weining Houfu's dissatisfaction with Qingyunting can be imagined.
Of course, Jiang Wang, an outsider, could have thought of this, and people from Qingyunting would not have thought of it either. Or maybe Feng Yue came here in person just to be "humiliated" and to let Weining Houfu vent his anger, so as to avoid paying a more painful price in the future.
The long queue finally ended before dusk, and more than half of the people left after giving birthday gifts, not even qualified to sit down.
Jiang Wang's current status is that he is also an extraordinary monk. He also came to establish friendship with Xiyun Sword Sect in his early years, so he was invited into the Marquis's residence and sat in a seat - of course, it was only the outermost table.
The people responsible for greeting them are just a few stewards. The real Jiao family members will not show up. Even a few stewards didn't care much.
Jiang Wang randomly found a place with few people and sat down. No one knew him, and he didn't need to know anyone else.
Not long after, Feng Yue and the sinister young man also walked into the outer courtyard under the guidance of the servants of the Hou Mansion.
Manager Jiao, who had previously been talking to Feng Yue outside the mansion, was now standing at the entrance of the courtyard, arranging the reception and delivery. He, Jiao Fu, ranks second among the stewards of the Weining Marquis Mansion and can handle many affairs on behalf of the Jiao Mansion.
Therefore, Feng Yue from Qingyunting had to call him Brother Jiao, and he had the confidence to treat Feng Yue without falsehood.
A first-class sect in the Shun'an Mansion like Qingyunting should be welcomed into the inner courtyard even if the Weining Hou family intends to neglect them.
But at this moment, Guanshi Jiao glanced at them, and a feeling of annoyance suddenly arose in his heart.
The master has already given instructions that if people from Qingyunting come, they don’t need to show any favor. He can control the scale himself. Earlier, forcing Qingyunting to line up with those nameless little people outside the gate of the Hou Mansion was a kind of beating.
Normally, this is enough. How much more depends on the owner’s decision. But that ungrateful young man from Qingyunting dared to glare at him.
Do you think that a mere Qingyun Pavilion can shake the Weining Marquis Mansion? The mistakes they made have not yet been atoned for, so they dare to feel resentful towards the attitude of the Weining Marquis?
"You guys." Manager Jiao was annoyed and pointed his finger: "Sit there!"
The direction of the finger was exactly the table where Jiang Wang was sitting.
The reason why there are so few people is precisely because no one wants to sit. In the entire yard, it was also the location near the door and received the least attention. Generally speaking, it is also where the guest with the lowest status sits.
Among the many choices at this moment, he chose the one that was relatively more embarrassing to Qingyunting.
The sinister-faced young man from Qingyunting was furious and took a step forward, but was held down by Feng Yue.
In this situation, Feng Yue still had a smile on his face.
"Feng Ming, sit down," he said.
The young man named Feng Ming gritted his teeth, walked over without saying a word, and sat down heavily next to Jiang Wang. The stool made an embarrassing creaking sound, which made people feel his humiliation.
Feng Yue himself raised his hand to Steward Jiao and said with a smile: "The guest does as he pleases, then Feng will be bothering you."
If you don’t know, I might think that he enjoys some kind of VIP treatment.
Manager Jiao replied with a smile: "That's easy to say."
"Brother Jiao." Feng Yue looked around, then walked forward affectionately: "The Hou family has a very high status, Feng is not familiar with etiquette, and I need to ask some questions. Is it convenient?"
Jiao Fu looked at him, but he didn't think so. He didn't say no, turned around and walked away.
Feng Yue gave Feng Ming a warning look and followed behind.
Jiang Wang sat casually and nodded to his new neighbor, but only received an indifferent glance from Feng Ming.
He just smiled and didn't mind at all.
The plan is progressing in an orderly manner and everything is under control.
