"The Lord Supervisor has arrived——"
Before Duke Lu Guo finished his opening remarks, a servant's announcement came from the door.
Not only Lu Guogong, but everyone present was shocked when they heard the identity of the visitor, including Pei Qi, who was thinking about how to deal with Rong Qin.
Pei Qi ignored the wound on his waist and sat up reflexively, looking towards the door with doubts in his heart.
Why did he come here?
After the late emperor died of illness, he took charge of the country on his behalf, and his status was almost the same as that of the emperor. This small banquet for a small family was just for Rong Qin. Why could he disturb the giant Buddha in the palace?
What is Rong Qin’s purpose?
Pei Qi subconsciously looked at Duan Qianjun and silently asked what was going on.
Duan Qianjun was also looking at her. After feeling the confusion in her eyes, Duan Qianjun closed his eyes and shook his head almost invisible.
To be honest, he didn't know either.
He came to this banquet because he heard that the Cui family and Lu Guogong had always been on good terms, so he guessed that Cui Shaogong would also come here, so he wanted to try his luck and see if he could chat with Cui Shaogong again.
Unexpectedly, Cui Shaogong didn't come at all, but instead met such an unlucky person as Rong Qin.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Pei Qi sitting up suddenly, Rong Qin asked in confusion.
Pei Qi reacted quickly, put away the strange look on his face in the next second, turned around and smiled perfunctorily: "It's okay, it's just that the wound suddenly hurt."
Wound?
Rong Qin cast his eyes suspiciously on the wound on her waist, and then looked down at his hand.
Didn't he accidentally touch it?
Forget it, now is not the time to dwell on this, he has other things to do.
Amid everyone's worries and confusion, a tall, fierce, black figure walked out of the hall. Behind him, there were more or less guards following him.
He was holding a medium-sized wine bottle with a short mouth. As he walked, he raised his head and put the drink into his mouth.
After scanning the people present one by one with his peripheral vision, Jiang Fengchuan focused on Lu Guogong and his daughter Lu Annuan.
He slammed the wine bottle to the ground, and a sneer suddenly broke out between his lips and teeth. He was obviously angry: "What kind of day did I think that even Chunjiang Tower no longer entertains guests? It turns out that you, Mr. Lu Guogong, reserved the place."
"What? Duke Lu Guo hosted a banquet for the civil and military officials of the court, but he avoided me as the prisoner. Could it be that... Duke Lu Guo has never taken me seriously?"
Duke Lu Guo was horrified when he heard what he said. In a panic, he ran down from the throne with his wife, knelt down in front of Jiang Fengchuan, and slumped to the ground helplessly: "Prisoner, please calm down! I have no intention of doing this!"
"How can the little girl, who has a low status, allow the Lord Supervisor to condescend to celebrate her birthday? Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, and I really don't dare to disturb you. I hope the Lord Supervisor will forgive me!"
Jiang Fengchuan lowered his head and looked down upon Lu Guogong with an unclear meaning in his eyes.
When everyone saw this posture, they didn't even dare to express their anger. Before Jiang Fengchuan explained his intention, no one dared to stand up for Lu Guogong.
Even Duan Qianjun took a bite of the apple with great interest as if he was watching a good show.
But Pei Qi always felt that they had another purpose.
Pei Qi boldly leaned back and leaned back into Rong Qin's arms. He looked like he was eating melon, but in fact he wanted to trick him: "Rong Qin, you said that the supervisor is not doing well." Why are you here embarrassing Lord Lu when you are in the palace? He is messing up a haircut gift for his daughter."
Rong Qin raised his eyebrows, followed her movements and put his hands on her shoulders, hugging her gently: "You are quite considerate of him."
"What does it mean to be considerate of him? Anyone with a bit of humanity will complain about Duke Lu. How can I bear such a fright at such an old age?" Pei Qi tugged on his collar and asked Rong Qin to get closer to her. .
Rong Qin also cooperated by lowering his upper body, wanting to see what Pei Qi wanted to do.
The next second, Pei Qi leaned close to Rong Qin's ear and asked slyly: "Tell me, what do you want the supervisor to do when he comes here to make such a fuss?"
When Rong Qin heard this, his face suddenly turned cold.
Her curiosity seemed to have an ulterior motive.
Rong Qin is not a fool, how could he get what she wants so easily?
He half-squinted his eyes, thoughtfully: "Madam, are you... trying to trick her into becoming a husband?"
Pei Qi's heart tightened and he quickly said, "How can there be..."
"Aren't I curious?"
curious? Her curiosity was put to good use.
Rong Qin pushed Pei Qi away, as if he didn't want to talk to her any more: "When the wound stops hurting, I just sit by myself. Could it be that I really think of myself as a favorite?"
Pei Qi:......
It was he who had to use his inner strength to help her relieve the pain, and she didn't ask for it, but now he dislikes her?
I'm afraid this man's ancestors didn't learn to change his face.
Since he couldn't find anything to say, Pei Qi was not in the mood to pay attention to Rong Qin anymore, and set his sights again between Jiang Fengchuan and Lu Guogong.
Jiang Fengchuan's expression softened slightly, but that didn't mean he would give up.
"That's good, Miss Lu has got her hair, and I am very happy to be here, but here are all the guests, Lu Guogong, how do you plan for me?" Jiang Fengchuan's oppressive eagle eyes stared at Lu Guogong, which made people feel heartbroken. fear.
Pei Qi frowned secretly.
Judging from Jiang Fengchuan's posture, it seemed that he was forcing Lu Guogong to make some kind of decision.
Jiang Fengchuan is now sitting in the position of supervising the country. His status is obviously one level higher than that of anyone else in this position. However, there are already Rong Qin and Duan Qianjun sitting under the chief position. No matter who these two people are replaced, they will be replaced. There is no doubt that he is jumping into the fire pit, but letting Jian Guo sit under Rong Qin and Duan Qianjun is an insult to Jian Guo's face. How could Jiang Fengchuan, who has always been violent, let him go?
It will definitely get worse.
Now the only place that Jiang Fengchuan can sit on is on the high platform, where Lu Guogong sits.
However, once Jiang Fengchuan takes the main seat, the nature of the banquet changes. It will no longer be a hair-raising ceremony prepared by Lu Guogong for his daughter, but will be completely led by Jiang Fengchuan...
A feast for kings and ministers.
She may have understood why Rong Qin and Jiang Fengchuan were willing to lower themselves to come to this trivial banquet.
I see.
The ministers in the court, throwing away a very small part, can be simply divided into three parties.
They are the Jianguo and Rong Qin factions, Duan Qianjun and the Queen Mother's faction, and the rest are the neutral ministers who only want to protect themselves and not engage in disputes.
Lu Guogong is one of them.
Although the banquet was not grand, it brought together ministers who were in neutral positions and whose status fluctuated.
Jiang Fengchuan is about to succeed to the throne, and all the people in the court who can be won over must have been won over, leaving only these erratic and neutral ministers who have not yet been restrained.
They needed an opportunity to warn this group of people, so that they would not be displeased with their talkative behavior on the day when Jiang Fengchuan was elected to the throne.
As for this banquet, it happened to be exactly what they wanted.
