"Mr. Zhou, what's the point of causing trouble here?"
Zhou Ruoxue's expression remained unchanged.
As a member of the Southern Saint Sect and a dignified princess, she had never seen such a madman.
Zhao An cupped his fists and said, "Don't blame me, Princess. I can't rub the sand in my lower eyes. I want to complain when I see the unscrupulous profiteers who are causing harm to the country and the people."
"Ahem, okay, everyone, sit down."
The black line on the end of King Ning waved his hand to signal Zhao An and Sun Yuntao to sit down. Otherwise, if Zhao An continues to speak, the two sides will have to fight.
Music and dancing started, the graceful lady twisted her waist, and the atmosphere finally relaxed.
After three rounds of drinking.
Prince Ning smiled and asked: "Mr. Zhou, you have become famous in recent years. Literati and students inside and outside the capital say that you are unparalleled in talent. Are you interested in opening another literary guild hall with me?"
"Your Highness, I am a scholar. I am delicate and frail, but I can't stand the trouble. I have put so much effort into just one literary club. I really don't have the energy to participate in new literary clubs." Zhao An seriously refused the invitation.
Everyone's expressions froze when they heard this.
The princess frowned and said: "Sir, do you know that the prince never opens his mouth easily? I hope you can be a little less generous, so that more scholars can see your talent."
"Princess, don't flatter me. If the princess likes my poems, I can tailor one for you. It's better not to talk about the literary meeting."
Zhao An took a sip of the cup, his expression was indifferent, and he refused to give face to Prince Ning.
Such indifference to meat and vegetables made Prince Ning lose face gradually, and his expression became much colder, "Sir, do you look down on me?"
"Zhou Huang, don't think that just because you have some ink in your belly, you can be unscrupulous."
"Your Majesty is just not the same as you, don't make the mistake!"
The aristocratic families are adding insult to injury one after another, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.
Seeing this, Zhou Ying's eyes showed complexity.
She hated Zhao An's arrogance, but there was an unspeakable nervousness in her heart.
It is rare to find such a powerful person, and she does not want the other person to be buried in a power struggle, especially now that the aristocratic family is murderous, and the consequences are unpredictable if this continues.
Thinking of this, she said seriously: "Sir, do you really not think about it? The door of my Yunlan Pavilion is always open for you. As long as your husband needs it, my Zhou family can give it to you."
Zhao An was shocked. The look in this woman's eyes...
Could it be that he felt compassion?
In fact, it's not impossible to talk, he has prepared a back-up plan, it just depends on how the Zhou family chooses.
If the Zhou family breaks away from the Chen family and becomes a royalist party, the two sides will have to talk. After all, there is still a big opportunity in hand, which is enough to send the Zhou family to a rapid rise.
Zhou Ying is so smart. When she saw Zhao An's weird expression, she bit her red lips and stood up, sitting next to Zhao An in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, waving her jade hands, and holding the cup herself.
The jaws of everyone in the hall dropped to the ground.
"Sister, what are you doing!"
Zhou Huang stood up angrily and wanted to explode.
What my sister is doing is so different from licking a dog. I don’t want the Holy Sect’s face anymore!
Zhou Ying ignored her, picked up the wine glass and brought it to Zhao An as if no one else was around, and said softly: "Sir, if you have any needs, you can tell me clearly, as long as the little girl can do it."
"Miss, are you free tonight?" Zhao An grinned with white teeth, like a rogue.
Zhou Ying's pretty face turned red, her head lowered and she remained silent.
Upon seeing this, Zhao An took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to her. When she saw the content inside, her pupils shrank and she covered her mouth in shock, "I, I'm free tonight."
"What!"
All the wealthy families are going crazy!
Zhou Ruoxue was even more stunned.
She knew her cousin too well. She thought very highly of herself and would never take the initiative. Why did she lose her composure in public today?
"Okay, I'll just wait for what the girl says."
Zhao An took away the paper and stuffed it into his arms, then grabbed Zhou Ying's soft little hand. She clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, shame and anger filled her heart, but she didn't dare to struggle.
"Crazy guy, let go of my sister!"
Zhou Qing was furious and kicked the table over. With a clang, the dishes and drinks rolled all over the floor. Then he reached for his waist in anger and grabbed it!
"Hey, where's my sword!"
"Haha! Brother, why are you so excited?"
Zhao An deliberately squeezed Zhou Ying's hand in front of Zhou Qing. Zhou Qing, as a sister-protecting maniac, directly broke through the defense and pounced with a sullen face, "I'll kill you!"
"stop!"
Zhou Ying hurriedly stepped aside to protect Zhao An, but Zhou Qing had to stop attacking and cursed: "Sister, do you know what you are doing? Didn't my brother say that you don't need to sacrifice, I will help you settle everything."
"Brother, family affairs are my responsibility." After saying that, Zhou Ying looked at Prince Ning and Princess Ning, who looked unwavering, "I apologize for disturbing you so much today."
The princess opened her mouth to say something, but Prince Ning signaled her to be silent and said calmly: "Since the Zhou family can solve the problem on its own, I will not interfere."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After Zhou Ying finished speaking, she took Zhao An's big hand and left.
Zhou Qing wanted to follow him, but she glared at her, "Brother, don't follow me. Little sister is fine."
"Boy, if you dare to touch a hair on my sister's body, I will chop you into pieces!"
Zhou Qing had no idea what was going on, and could only be helpless and furious at this moment.
Zhao An chuckled for a while and hugged his fists to everyone, "Everyone, I'll go ahead with Miss Zhou. We'll talk later."
After that, he and Zhou Ying walked away together.
The hall was dead silent.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, wondering what the regulations were.
It was obviously the Zhou family who asked Prince Ning to come forward to win over, but the olive branch extended by Prince Ning was blocked by Zhou. But now that Miss Zhou personally intervened, the two parties were able to negotiate.
Why does it sound like taking off your pants and farting?
If I had known this, why would the Zhou family come to ask for help from Prince Ning?
The aristocratic family couldn't figure it out, but Prince Ning understood clearly. Mr. Zhou knew that he was going to be a lobbyist, but he still chose to go to the appointment. When the matter came, he didn't talk to him, but talked to Zhou Ying. The meaning was different. .
He, Prince Ning, wooed him in public, which was reasonable as the Zhou family's son-in-law, but Zhou Ying's wooing in public meant that the two parties had reached a collaboration in private, especially when Mr. Zhou was a royalist. How would this matter fall in the eyes of Chen Guogong?
Does Chen Guogong feel that the Zhou family has betrayed the Guoguan government?
Thinking of this, Prince Ning's face twitched slightly, and he said: "It's too insidious..."
It won't be long before news of the banquet spreads. The Zhou family is in trouble, and the initiative falls into the hands of the other party!
Now that the capital is boiling, Chen Guogong will definitely be suspicious of the contact between the two parties. If Mr. Zhou chooses to withdraw at this time and joins Zhou Ying, the Zhou family will have no way to end it.
"With just one party, the life and death of the Zhou family is in his own hands. This Mr. Zhou is really scary."
Prince Ning shook his head and sighed. Zhou Ruoxue on the side was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly asked for the reason.
