Chapter 338

Being ridiculed face to face, Xuanyuan still has a gentle smile on his face. His pale but warm face seems never to be angry.

"Thank you for your concern."

The atmosphere between the three princes of Yasukuni is very tense, and Ling Guo's side is also not relaxed.

Zhou Ziyu turned his head and looked at his brother, who was sitting beside him as if he had a flea on his body. He gave him a sharp look, indicating that he would be more peaceful.

After receiving his brother's eyes, Zhou Zixuan turned his lips disdainfully and muttered in a low voice, "it's just a small banquet, which is worthy of brother's attention."

Say, disdain of vision swept one eye hall, after seeing to sit in oneself opposite the Xuan Yuan column of full face pale, the facial expression is more and more ridicule.

And his murmur naturally did not escape Zhou Ziyu's ears, and his face with smile was ugly. He kicked him hard under the table and gave a warning in a low voice: "be quiet. If you don't know how to behave, I'll send someone to send you back tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Zixuan was at ease.

Mischief is mischief, but if you make your brother angry and send him back to China, your father will not forgive him.

Seeing that the people around him finally settled down, Zhou Ziyu was relieved. He raised his glass to xuanyuanheng, who was opposite him. His face was full of friendship.

Xuanyuan constant pick eyebrows, return a glass of wine.

Between the two people's eyes, it seems that they have made an agreement.

He took the wine from the eunuch and sipped it carelessly. Tuo Ba Sheng gave a low smile and looked up at Yun Shikun sitting on the top. "Your Majesty, I have something to ask for."

Prince Beiman opened his mouth, and everyone in the banquet moved their eyes to face.

Hearing the words, Yun Shikun raised his head, with a warm smile on his face, "Prince Tuoba, please tell me."

In his mind, he was thinking about what kind of demands Tuo Ba Sheng would put forward, and if it was too much, how to say that it would not hurt the face of the two countries.

Thinking about this, the look in my eyes suddenly became more and more deep.

On the contrary, Tuo Ba Sheng seemed to be unaware of anything and said with great interest, "the song and dance arranged by your majesty is very wonderful, but the dance is soft and beautiful, which is a little less exciting. Why don't you send some good guards in the palace to compete with the warriors of our northern barbarians and help us to have fun? "

This is very polite, but the provocation in the tone is self-evident.

Many ministers of the state of Wu were not angry and glared at Tuo basheng.

But the identity gap is not good, direct mouth censure, can only hold back, will look forward to his Majesty on the seat.

Being so provoked, Yun Shikun was calm. After a moment, he said with a smile, "it's rare that the prince of Beiman has such elegance. I will accompany him naturally."

As he spoke, he waved to Li Gonggong, who was standing beside him. He whispered a few words in his ear. Li Gonggong stepped back respectfully.

They all knew that they had sent for people to come.

Tuoba Sheng laughs, "Your Majesty is really cheerful."

Then he winked at the man behind him.

After a while, six strong men in Beiman's clothes came out from the gate of the imperial garden.

On this side, six people came out of a line of imperial guards.

"The place here is not wide enough. Since it's a contest, I think it's better to go to the school yard in the palace. What does the barbaric Prince think?"

"That's good." Tuo basheng answered with a smile.

So they decided the venue, and naturally everyone moved with them.

General Liu took the opportunity to move to old general Ji and said in a gossip like manner, "old man Ji, who do you think can win this contest?"

He turned his head and glanced at his gossipy old friend. General Ji's tone was flat and his eyebrows were raised. "It's a draw."

After that, he strode forward.

Liu general a Leng, on the face immediately slipped a touch of disappointment, shook his head to follow up.

At that time, the Cloud City magistrate.

Jiang Ruxue is wearing a rosy red embroidered peony breast length Ru skirt and a flying fairy bun with a gold inlaid jade step on it. It is gorgeous and solemn.

So big in the middle hall, there is a table of good dishes. Jiang Ruxue sits in front of the table, looking at the door from time to time. His eyes are full of expectation.

Yang Liu, the new girl who was with her, looked at her young lady and said in a low voice with a smile, "young lady, don't look outside. Later, if you are met by Lord Ji, how can you do it face to face?"

Listen to Yang Liu's words, Jiang Ruxue's pretty cheek is a little red. She turns her head and looks at her own girl angrily. "You talk a lot, don't you hurry to the door and wait?"

Willow some reluctantly should, toward the door.

After a while, he ran back with a smile, "Miss, master and master Ji are back."Sitting in front of the table, Jiang Ruxue suddenly had a look of joy on her face. She got up and walked to the entrance of the middle hall. As expected, she saw the two people coming from the corridor. Her smile could not be stopped.

When they went out of the hall, they bowed their heads and saluted, "my daughter has seen my father, and I have seen my lord Ji."

Jiang Jianye nodded with a smile and took another look at Ji Changye, who was behind him. He patted his daughter's hand and said, "OK, sit down quickly!"

"Take a seat, Mr. Ji."

Ji Changye nodded and sat beside Jiang Jianye.

Originally full of expectations, Jiang Ruxue saw that he did not hesitate to sit next to his father, his eyes could not help but across a touch of grievance.

Jiang Jianye is also a Leng, then he said with a smile, "people together, then began to eat it!"

After that, he gave his daughter a slightly calm look.

That means clearly: at present people have been invited here, are you afraid there is no chance to speak?

Jiang Ruxue understood, and then she put down her grievance. She picked up the chopsticks with a smile and put a Sixi pill in her plate into Ji Changye's bowl.

"Taste it, my Lord. The cook in the mansion is the best cook."

Jiang Ruxue said, looking at Ji Changye expectantly, but did not find that Jiang Jianye, who was sitting in front of him, turned black in an instant.

His father is still sitting there, but his daughter is there. However, his stiffness and embarrassment are not felt by Ji Changye. A smile rarely appears on his cold face. "Mr. Jiang has been working hard with me these days. I'd like to propose a toast to you."