Jiang Wang opened the two mansions and gained two supernatural powers, which could lead to the achievement of the Heavenly Mansion. In the Outer Building Realm, the secret method of the Seven-Star Holy Tower was prepared, so he was indeed qualified to say that the arrival of gods was not out of reach.
At this moment, Feng Ming didn't know what his new follower was thinking or looking at. There were countless such followers in Wenxi County who fawned over him. He doesn't really care.
He resented the humiliation he suffered in Weining Houfu, but he also knew very well that he was not qualified to have an attack.
So he could only drink one cup after another.
Feng Yue didn't care about him, he still had a smile on his face and spoke enthusiastically to everyone.
How could he smile so brightly?
Jiang Wang, who was silently drinking with Feng Ming, suddenly realized something - all the neglect he received at the birthday banquet of the Weining Marquis Mansion at the Qingyunting Hall would eventually fall into the eyes of the Weining Marquis.
If Feng Yue came here to repair the relationship, any anger he suffered at this moment would not be in vain.
The more enthusiastic he is, the more he is ignored, the more it can relieve people's anger.
Jiang Wang silently reminded himself that this was an old fox who was too deep in the city, and he needed to be extremely cautious when facing him. If you want to successfully sneak into Qingyunting and get the lost building of Yunding Immortal Palace, you must not show any clues in front of this person.
Just as they were drinking and drinking, a voice suddenly sounded outside - "The Marquis of Martial Arts is here to congratulate you!"
The guests were noisy for a moment.
Weininghou celebrated his 300th birthday. So many people came to congratulate him, but no one had such weight. Even Mo Jingyu, the genius of Mo Sect, is slightly inferior.
Who doesn't know that Xue Mingyi, the martial arts lord, is the most trusted official of Emperor Yong today?
A national war brought about earth-shaking changes to the situation in Yong.
The Yigong Eight Marquises of the Yong Kingdom and the British Gong Bei Gongyu were undoubtedly the first before and after them. This is determined by past achievements and his strong strength.
But the ranking of the Eight Lords is different.
During the Han and Yin Dynasties, although the martial arts prince Xue Mingyi was extremely talented, as the youngest among the eight princes, he was always regarded as a rising star. The government and the public generally believed that he was a little immature, and his status was among the eight princes, and he was the last one.
Jiao Wu, the Marquis of Weining, was a veteran Shenlin strongman. He had been operating in the military and political circles of Yong for many years. He was strong and prestigious, and he was also in the upper reaches of the Eight Marquises.
Now that Han Yin is dead, Han Xu is in power.
On the day of Han Yin's death, the martial arts lord Xue Mingyi immediately took over the imperial army, killing many people in the Tianming Mansion and washing the Yongwang Palace with blood, and suppressed the current situation with force.
After that, he entered Lan'an Mansion in person and faced Song Hengjiang, the lord of Qingjiang River, head-on. Finally, he teamed up with the British Gongbei Gongyu to drive the Zhuang Luo coalition forces out of Yongjing.
Although Bei Gongyu was credited with the first victory in this battle in the military announcement, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Bei Gongyu's support for Han Xu was not firm enough. As the only Duke of Yong State, his status is still unshakable, but Xue Mingyi's rise is also unstoppable.
He also participated in the Zhuang-Yong War. During the war, Wei Ning Hou Jiao Wu's performance was relatively lackluster. He brought three gods to the Hou Ye, but failed to kill Du Ruhui. It is inevitable that there will be voices saying that the four princes who are fighting have not tried their best, have enjoyed it for too long, have lost their fighting spirit, and are unwilling to fight for the national affairs.
One waxes and wanes, the other waxes and wanes, time changes and circumstances change.
Today's martial arts princes are not only the first among the princes, they are also on par with Li Ying, the prince of Chengde.
As some people came up, others came down, and Weininghou's momentum gradually declined as a matter of course.
Jiao Wu's birthday banquet was so grand this time that he even invited Mo Jingyu to it by some unknown means, which was probably the reason why he could not restore his prestige.
This change in influence ranking is not clearly visible, but it is concretely reflected in all aspects and is known to everyone.
For example, when Wei Ning waited for his 200th birthday, Emperor Yong personally came to congratulate him. This time, for his 300th birthday, he only asked the internal officials to give him a gift.
For example, at this moment... the servant just reported the name Xue Mingyi.
The guests who came to celebrate Weininghou's birthday all stood up to greet him, and no one dared to sit still!
Before Wei Ninghou said anything about welcoming him, there were already people who couldn't wait to welcome him out the door.
Even Feng Ming, who was resentful and wanted to get drunk, quickly stood up. It can be seen that he is not really drunk, but he is still sober in his heart.
Jiang Wang stood up with the crowd and glanced at Weining Hou. His expression did not change much, but the unchanged expression spoke for itself.
In the entire luxurious courtyard, the only people still sitting still were Weining Hou Jiao Wu and Mo Jingyu next to him.
Marquis Weining is the master, and he is older and taller, so naturally he can stay still. No matter whether Mo Jingyu relied on the Mo clan or the Qin State, he didn't need to give too much face to Wugong Hou.
Of course, his sitting down is essentially a statement. It is support for Weining Hou.
He didn't have to be like this. Even if he stood up to greet him, no one would think he was flattering, they would just think he was polite and thoughtful, and he didn't have to offend anyone. But he did it anyway.
The complex meaning behind this makes people think deeply.
There was a sound of military boots hitting the ground, and the heroic martial arts lord strode into the courtyard with armor on his body and a smile on his face: "Lao Jiao's 300th birthday is such an important day. Mr. Xue is late, I still hope to see Haihan!"
"It's not too late if you come. But I am entertaining distinguished guests and cannot withdraw to greet you. I hope Xue Hou will not mind." Jiao Wu sat on the main seat and extended his right hand to invite: "Please take a seat here!"
Someone had already given up the seat on Jiao Wu's right, waiting for Xue Mingyi to take his seat. Mo Jingyu sat on Jiao Wu's left hand side and said nothing.
"Mr. Jiao is joking. If you come out to greet me, how can I dare to sit down at the table?"
Xue Mingyi walked straight to the main table and the seat specially reserved for him, but did not sit down.
He raised his eyes and looked at the "sky dome", glanced at the stars and moon carved with beads, and then glanced at the fine wine and delicacies in the courtyard, saying nothing for a while.
Jiao Wu was not afraid of anything. He achieved his current status by fighting with swords and spears. All his enjoyments are deserved. Even when Han Yin came back to life, he couldn't say anything. Not to mention Xue Mingyi, who is in the same category as him.
"What?" Jiao Wu looked at him who had not sat down for a long time: "What advice does Marquis Xue have?"
"How dare you?" Xue Mingyi turned around and said with a smile: "Xue just feels that it is a bit shabby to enter a noble house with such grand scenery and empty hands."
"You are a noble person. When you come, you are a distinguished guest. When you speak, you are honored. When you sit down, you are honored. Why do you need anything to congratulate you?" Mo Jingyu spoke out at this time, and his voice passed through the black iron mask, giving it a boring and unreal feeling. : "Please sit down."
Xue Mingyi looked at him, as if waiting for him to speak, and smiled slightly: "The master of the Mo family praised me like this, so I shouldn't be ignorant and come here empty-handed. Fortunately, I was prepared, and the Xue family is not rude. .”
At this point, his eyes turned back to Jiao Wu and said: "Send it up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door opened.
Four soldiers marched into the courtyard holding a man tied up with five flowers.
The steps are firm and the nails and leaves are symphony.
It's like marching, like rushing into battle, and the momentum is overwhelming.
So the whole house was in an uproar!
