The group of people surrounding Yuan Mingkong didn't relax until they entered the dark street. It seems that the entire underworld has been controlled by them, otherwise they would not be so fearless.
It's quite normal when you think about it.
If Black Street wants to exist in the royal city of Shanye Kingdom, Aziz alone will never be able to protect it. Even if Heidiye, the swordsman of the Western Regions and the master of the Sunset Racecourse, is included, it will not work. There must be the tacit approval of the higher-ups.
Now the national master is in power, and even the king has not shown his face for a long time. Aziz's underworld is obviously not as important as Haidiya's Sunset Racecourse. If he wants to scare others, Aziz is undoubtedly the best choice.
Chunhua Tower was a little hidden, but they didn't go in at all. Instead, they walked along the courtyard wall to the back. There was a small courtyard here with a few poplar trees.
There were several sets of tables and chairs under the tree, but they were all empty.
There were many people in the yard, but no one sat down.
Yuan Mingkong glanced at it and saw a familiar face.
Ximen Dazhuang's sturdy figure was particularly eye-catching. He opened his mouth towards Yuan Mingkong, with a very anxious expression on his face, but he didn't say a word.
Yuan Mingkong frowned... Although he had not known Ximen Dazhuang for a long time, he also knew that he was definitely not such a calm person. Even he was forced to come here, he would never come here voluntarily.
According to his temperament, even if his fists cannot make sense, his mouth should keep shouting.
"What's up with him?"
Yuan Mingkong asked.
One of the people who brought him came out and explained:
"Are you talking about this damn fat guy?"
Yuan Mingkong didn't like people talking about his friends like this, but the situation forced him to have no choice but to nod.
"The damn fat man was so noisy that it gave us a headache, so we had to ask him to quiet down."
Yuan Mingkong asked angrily:
"What did you do to him?"
The most thorough way to make a person quiet and silent is to turn him into a dead person.
Ximen Da Zhuang was standing perfectly still, obviously not a dead person, so the way to shut him up...
"Don't worry, I just gave him some medicine. By the time we go to the banquet, he will almost recover."
"Going to a banquet?"
Yuan Mingkong asked the same question as Zhao Rang in Taihe Center in the northwest market.
"You went to all this trouble to 'invite' us here just to treat us to dinner?"
Yuan Mingkong said the word "please" very seriously.
Because he doesn't think these people have such good intentions, let alone inviting people to dinner shouldn't be this attitude.
"Yes, let's go to the banquet."
The person who answered raised his head slightly and looked towards the palace, with a touch of fanatical piety on his face.
Seeing this expression, Yuan Mingkong knew that they must all be members of the Broken God Sect.
It seems that this "Hongmen Banquet" was also led by the Broken God Sect.
Combined with the guards in the royal city and the changes in the black streets, the Broken God Sect should have completely controlled the entire Danye Kingdom. Tonight is the time to close the net, and they are all fish in the net, and they can only be caught on the chopping board. Watch this fateful event.
After guessing the general situation, Yuan Mingkong walked to Ximen Dazhuang and patted his arm gently to express comfort. Also asked him to take a closer look at the people around him.
Although Ximen Dazhuang was speechless, he knew everything in his heart. Knowing that Yuan Mingkong would not do anything in vain at such a juncture, he listened to his words, gradually calmed down, and then looked at the people around him carefully.
With the arrival of Yuan Mingkong, everyone except Zhao Rang gathered here, including Haidiya and Aziz.
Previously, Ximen Dazhuang always felt that something was missing, but because of his temper, he only focused on struggling and cursing, without having time to take a closer look.
When he looked again, he found that two girls were missing from the crowd - Ye Sanniang and Yuan Kexin.
Ximen Dazhuang grinned.
Ye Sanniang is a real god in his heart, and she is still Brother Rang's woman.
As long as the gods are still outside, there must be a way to rescue them all. I am no longer anxious. Looking at these people from the Western Regions who are threatening them with knives, their eyes have changed from resentment to contempt, and they are even eager for a banquet. .
For those who like liveliness at heart, just watching the excitement is no longer enough, it is best to participate in it yourself.
Haidiya and Aziz looked deeply at Yuan Mingkong, but neither spoke to each other.
The sun is getting farther and farther west, stretching the shadows of the poplar trees very long.
The birds that returned early landed in their nests at the top of the branches and began to chirp, as if they were exchanging what they had learned and gained during the day.
Everyone found temporary peace in the small courtyard, but on the contrary, the group of people from the Western Regions became increasingly anxious.
Yuan Mingkong focused all his energy on eavesdropping on the conversation between them. Unfortunately, whenever they spoke, they would deliberately distance themselves and turn their backs. Yuan Mingkong not only couldn't hear what they were saying, but also couldn't see the movements of their lips.
It wasn't until the shadow of the poplar tree had stretched across the entire courtyard and was about to cross the courtyard wall and extend farther away that the person from the Western Regions who had previously answered Yuan Mingkong's question said to his subordinates: 166
"It's almost time!"
The subordinates were reluctant, but still did not speak back. After answering, he brought back a wooden box inlaid with gold and rubies from outside.
There are several brocade boxes in the alley.
Yuan Mingkong was a little stunned by the luxurious decoration and the structure of the stacked bed frame house. In his impression, his father's jade seal did not have such complicated arrangements.
"Is this...an invitation?"
The brocade box contained invitations from everyone in the small courtyard, which were exactly the same as Zhao Rang's. They were all titled but not signed.
"Of course you have to have an invitation to the banquet!"
The leader of the Western Region people said.
Yuan Mingkong smiled:
"You are really considerate in your work."
A pious look appeared on the leader's face again, and he said in a dreamy voice:
"The leader's great power reaches all over the world, and he is certainly considerate."
With the setting sun on their backs, a group of people set off from the black street to the banquet place.
They walked into an inconspicuous shop in the dark street. As the owner of the dark street, Aziz didn't even know that there was a secret door hidden in the shop, which could lead directly to the outside.
Yuan Mingkong saw that Aqizi seemed to have aged ten years suddenly, and his whole body exuded decadence and decay.
In this regard, Yuan Mingkong could only sigh deeply... At this moment, Azizi's mood was the same as when he learned that his fiefdom turned out to be an "enclave".
At the same time, Tianya became a human being.
Yuan Mingkong silently made up his mind that no matter what the banquet was like, he would have a few drinks with Aziz.
This might be their last happiness.
The corridor behind the secret door is long and dark. Walking there will make you feel dizzy, just like a walking zombie.
No one thought about how suddenly the corridor would open up when they walked out. They just felt that this road was so long, so long that even the most patient people would be on the verge of collapse.
But after actually walking through this corridor, the scene in front of him made Yuan Mingkong sigh in despair!
A loft rises from the ground and is built on the water. Many lotus flowers are planted in the surrounding water.
This season is when the lotus flowers are in full bloom in the lotus ponds in southern Dawei. I didn’t expect to see this kind of scenery thousands of miles away in the Western Regions.
With the temperature in the Western Region, these lotus flowers must be grown once a year because they cannot withstand the severe cold of winter here.
But what surprised Yuan Mingkong the most was not these lotus flowers, but this water pavilion.
When Dawei's national power was at its strongest, the late emperor also wanted to build a garden with a water pavilion in the center, but in the end it was not possible because the cost was too high.
Although Shanye Kingdom ranks among the top four countries in the Western Region, due to its national strength, even if it is now divided and ruled with great power, it is still many times stronger than it.
What Dawei failed to do, Danye Kingdom has already achieved. How could he, the seventh prince, not feel sad?
The banquet table was placed in the hall in the water pavilion.
Surrounding the wall of the hall, stood a row of shirtless and muscular men, each about the same height as Ximen Dazhuang.
They had weapons on their hands and waists, their clenched fists had protruding joints, and their naked upper bodies had well-defined muscles. At first glance, they looked like masters of hard outer martial arts.
The wind blew by, bringing with it the faint fragrance of lotus, which diluted the depressing atmosphere in the hall.
The gauze curtain across the hall was raised, and the gems hanging on it flashed with a panicked light, which made Yuan Mingkong narrow his eyes.
The gauze curtain returned to peace again, and Zhao Rang's figure suddenly appeared. Mr. Wang San stood beside him, while Wang Xiaoshan lowered his head and followed behind the two of them.
The swelling on his cheeks has subsided, but the scars in his heart have not healed so quickly, so he still lowers his head, fearing that others will see any clues on his face.
"You're here too!"
Yuan Mingkong walked towards Zhao Rang and said.
Compared with Yuan Mingkong's relief after seeing him, Zhao Rang was much more relaxed and indifferent. With a tone of peace of mind, he joked with him:
"Don't say this, it's unlucky!"
Yuan Mingkong was speechless:
"Do you still believe this?"
Zhao Rang replied:
"That's all I believe."
Yuan Mingkong became curious and asked:
"What's so special about this sentence?"
Zhao Rang said:
"There is a big coffin shop on the street across from my house. There is a plaque inside with these four words written on it."
Yuan Mingkong curled his lips:
"That's really unlucky..."
"But the boss really doesn't know how to do business. How can he curse his customers like this!"
Zhao Rang shook his head and said:
"What he said is true. Who can avoid this level? To say he is not particular, he is quite restrained."
"What kind of convergence method?"
Zhao Rang cleared his throat and replied:
"Usually the plaque is hung up, but the boss hid it behind the counter."
Yuan Mingkong still couldn't understand such a strict method. He felt that if the boss didn't express this intention, why would he order such a plaque? Even if it was made to order, it would be left secretly, but it would be both formal and upright, and it would lose its magnanimity.
But where in this world can we separate things in such a way? No one is perfect when it comes to his deeds but not his heart!
Just like before, Zhao Rang felt that happiness must last a whole day or twelve hours. Now he is saying that as long as there is one hour in a day that is completely free of troubles and worries, then that day can be regarded as very happy. 1
