Outside the banquet hall of the East Palace, light snow fell, like willow catkins, flying one after another.
The hall was already in a state of excitement.
The prince's guests, Su Yunyao, Duke Yang Bingen, and Minister of Industry Wei Zhongxiao, were already quarreling.
The three of them refused to accept the other. At first, they just explained their own merits, but later, it evolved into exposing each other's shortcomings.
"Su Yunyao, why do you think you are the guest of the Crown Prince? It's just because your surname is Su, and your father is the Queen's second brother!
Do you think that with your own strength, you would have a chance to get involved in this third-grade Eastern Palace internal position under normal circumstances? "
"Yang Bingen, you did expand your territory back then, but that was only back then!
Don’t you know what you are like now?
After becoming the Duke of the country, he lived a simple life, had no ambition to make progress, indulged in wine and sex, loved power and flattery.
Where is the way it was back then? "
"You, you, you... Wei Zhongxiao, you, you...
You are so feminine, I thought you were a eunuch!
Except for some things His Majesty and His Majesty explained, you locked yourself in the study all day long.
After all these years, you have no father, no mother, no wives, and no heirs. How long are you going to hide yourself?
You simply like masculine styles, that’s why you’re in this lonely state now!
Who knows what nasty things you do between men and men in the study! "
"Yang Bingen! If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't force me to tell the world about your evil habits!"
"You know in your heart whether I am aiming for the wrong target, and Su Yunyao is the same. He looks like a dog, and he has harmed many clan girls.
He came to the East Palace to serve as the crown prince's guest. In addition to wanting to accumulate some merits, was it because the clan couldn't stand it any longer and wanted to avoid the limelight? "
"Yang Bing'en, you fart! I ***, you ***, ***, ****, ***!"
"..."
Many courtiers and royal family members in the hall looked at each other for a moment.
This matter is getting worse and worse, and the exposure of the shortcomings is too harsh. Why is it that the more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes?
Zhao Wujiang was also a little surprised, but after thinking about it, it seemed that the rift between the three of them was much more than he imagined.
The world is full of ridiculous arguments, even if we are both under the prince's command.
"That's enough!" Prince Ji Boying's cheeks were stained with frost, and his eyebrows were full of anger, and he slapped the table hard.
At the end of the day, the people who were talking a lot fell silent.
However, the arrogance of Yang Bingen and the others stagnated. Not only did they not stop, but they all began to roll up their sleeves and equipment and move forward to cast spells.
As expected, the three of them will fight in the next moment.
Zhao Wujiang took a sip of wine, and he could imagine some of the inner thoughts of the three of them.
It’s nothing more than these three sentences.
"Su Yunyao, Wei Zhongxiao, I have tolerated you for a long time!"
"Wei Zhongxiao, Yang Bingen, I have tolerated you for a long time!"
"Yang Bingen, Su Yunyao, I have tolerated you for a long time!"
"I've said enough!" Ji Boying slammed the table again, furious. He glanced at Zhao Wujiang, who had nothing to do with himself, and then glared at Yang Bingen and the others.
This time, Yang Bingen and the three of them stopped. The three of them glared at each other and sat back in their seats.
Ji Boying took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and put on her kind smile again:
"You are all people whom I trust. There is no need to fight. You should be in the same boat and support each other..."
"Yes!" Zhao Wujiang took the lead in taking over the conversation before the prince finished speaking:
"For the prosperity of the Great Zhou Dynasty, everyone should work together in the same boat!
You are fighting today for a reason. I have a responsibility that I cannot shirk. It is due to my lack of consideration. "
Zhao Wujiang took the initiative to admit his omission, took out a long sword that was equal to the Earth-level magic weapon from the storage bag in his arms, and placed it on the table, with sincerity written all over his face:
“This sword can cut through divine iron, and it contains great sword energy.
Quan should compensate me for my lack of consideration before.
Now that there are two lotus seeds and this magic weapon, the three of them don't have to fight anymore. "
Zhao Wujiang spoke sincerely, but Ji Boying's heart suddenly thumped.
