Chapter 536

The following month, the whole of Yanzhou was shrouded in a very depressing atmosphere.

Among them, the main city of Yanzhou is the strongest.

The guards and strong men belonging to the state capital began to strengthen their inspection on the streets. On weekdays, all the arrogant and domineering children of the aristocratic family were called back by their elders to take strict care of them, for fear that they might touch the ill luck of the state capital at such a moment.

Moreover, according to the rumors from the state capital, it is said that this time Mo Shenfeng really made up his mind to manage the atmosphere of Yanzhou. In order to welcome the return of the king of Yan, the first people to beat were the families who had the most fun.

Although some aristocratic families are quite dissatisfied with this, no one dares to express any opinions.

Although Mo Shenfeng seemed to be very good at talking in the past few years, he came to Yanzhou as a peacemaker, balancing the interests of different families. However, people who know him clearly know that Mo Shenfeng is a madman!

Once he gets angry, he can do anything.

There was no trace of the incident at random. Even some leaders of the aristocratic family who had made friends with Mo Shenfeng came to visit with gifts, but they didn't even see his people. They were driven out together with the gifts.

Some well-informed families realize that the weather is going to change in Yanzhou this time.

And It's not going to be a little fuss.

However, after several days of high-pressure rectification, today, Mo Shenfeng suddenly sent someone to invite more than 20 families of Yanzhou to dinner in the main city of Yanzhou. This move even stirred up the sensitive nerves of those aristocratic family leaders.

Therefore, in this day, we can see many chariots and horses from various aristocratic families in Yanzhou, and many strong people come through the void, which makes the atmosphere in the main city of Yanzhou more heavy.

The reason why many aristocratic families are even more frightened is that Mo Shenfeng set the place of the banquet in the main city of Yan Wang Fu, which can't live for a long time.

"What does Mo Shenfeng mean this time? Do you want to give us a strong hand? "

In a restaurant in the main city, several well-known representatives of aristocratic families gather. There is a man in a royal robe rubbing his glass, and his voice is very cold.

All of you here are representatives of the powerful class of Yanzhou aristocratic family. There are three masters alone. They are not the masters of the family, but the senior members of the family.

However, hearing this man's words, everyone was silent, as if in fear of something, no one took the initiative to answer.

Seeing the performance of these guys, the man sneered at the corner of his mouth: "how come, it's all the roles that have been mixed up in Yanzhou for many years, but in the end, he's scared out of his wits by a foreign official of Mo Shenfeng?"

"Zhang tired, what do you mean? Don't come here if you have the ability to look down on Mo Shenfeng

A cynical young man opened his eyes, and the two lights were just like substance. He was obviously a master.

Zhang tired, who was called by his name, looked at him slightly. With a cold hum, he scattered two lights and showed his strong strength. Then he said indifferently: "Mo Shenfeng is too noisy recently. He just doesn't regard us as people. Why, song Bocheng, I haven't seen you for a few years. Have you started to be a dog for Mo Shenfeng

There seems to be some cross-section between the two people, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes tense.

Some representatives of the remaining aristocratic families who were not as powerful as the grand master did not dare to join in, and some people turned their eyes to the last one.

That's an old man.

From the beginning, he has never opened his mouth, as if it is fixed, people subconsciously ignore his existence.

However, when there was a conflict between Zhang tired and song Bocheng, the others remembered that there was a master at the table.

After noticing the people's eyes, song Bocheng also looked at the old man and said, "Lord, you are old enough. Why don't you tell us how to eat this banquet today?"

The old man, known as Hou ye, opened his eyes slowly. He looked at Song Bocheng with his turbid eyes. He said with a kind smile, "you little cunt, if you have any trouble, you will come to me as an old bone."

"If you can work hard, you should make rules."

Song Bocheng smiles and looks at Zhang tired, whose face is not very good-looking: "lest some people open their mouths and shut up and say that we are mo Shenfeng's dog."

This song Bocheng's speech and behavior are quite a few scattered repair of the reckless atmosphere, it does not seem to be a strong family, and his name is not in the least.

However, it was this kind of ruffian character that made the Marquis quite comfortable. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Mo Shenfeng, after all, he is the Reverend of Yanzhou Prefecture. We should listen to him on the surface. No matter what the purpose of this banquet is, since he has invited us, we should go to the banquet honestly, so as not to give others a chance to deal with us. "

Zhang's face changed: "Marquis, Mo Shenfeng is obviously not well intentioned. I'm afraid it's going to give the king of Yan a boost."

As soon as he said this, song Bocheng, who was originally cynical, was slightly stiff. His finger, which was hitting the table, stopped in half. Finally, he fell on the table slowly. His eyes calmly swept Zhang tired and did not speak.And the Marquis frowned and said in a deep voice, "to your highness, the king of Yan? What kind of prestige? Yanzhou was originally the fiefdom of his highness. You and I are all the people of Yanzhou. It's a matter of course and justice to welcome the king of Yan. Why did you need Mo Shenfeng to stand up for his highness? "

Zhang tired also realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately he said in a low voice: "what the Lord taught me is..."

"But." After a change, he still said: "Mo Shenfeng has done a good job this time. The state capital represents the imperial power, and we should not invade the river with our aristocratic family. This time, he actually put his hand into the bowl of the aristocratic family, which is tantamount to breaking the rules. "

After a slight meal, although Zhang was hesitant, he still said: "even his royal highness, he has never been involved in the operation of the aristocratic family. Rules are rules, and anyone who breaks them should pay a price. "

What he said was very obscure, but it implied that even if the king of Yan moved the rules, they should not swallow their anger.

There are representatives from all walks of life. There is no lack of refined roles. How can we not understand the meaning of Zhang tired's incitement?

But there was no one.

Because Mo Shenfeng's attitude has been in the eyes of everyone recently. Whether he wants to give King Yan a foothold or just want to knock down the aristocratic family, in short, no one will provoke Mo Shenfeng, a madman, unless he doesn't want to live.

If Mo Shenfeng is fixed on them, they will take off a layer of skin even if they don't die.

"Rules are rules, but people can't always talk about rules."

Song Bocheng grinned, smiling very brightly, but Zhang felt the killing intention in his smile.

So Zhang tired frowned and looked at Song Bocheng and said coldly, "Song Bocheng, if it was your elder brother here, he would not dare to talk to me in such an attitude. Do you think that if you become a master, you will be equal to me? "

"I dare not." Song Bocheng said with a smile, "Zhang Jia is a well-known family. Besides the Marquis, who dares to be equal with your master of Zhangjia?"

"But I don't know the rules. I'd like to give you a face today. I'd like to hear what the Lord has planned. I'm not here to listen to you, Zhang Juen, to stir up discord between you and me

Song Bocheng stood up and said to the Marquis, "I'm sorry, marquis. I'm a wild person. I'm afraid I'm not comfortable all over. I'll go first."

The Marquis raised his eyebrows and took a deep look at Song Bocheng. His expression changed into a kind smile: "OK, since I'm not comfortable, let's go."

Song Bocheng smiles, but he doesn't even look at Zhang. He turns around and leaves the restaurant.

After he left, several representatives of the aristocratic families who had moved forward and retreated with the Song family also asked to leave one after another.

After a while, the dinner became a little lonely.

Zhang tired's expression is uncertain, the palm clenches, on the spot will that wine cup to pinch into powder.

The Marquis looked at him indifferently, "so can't hold his breath, but heard the wind?"

Zhang tired heard the speech, glanced in his eyes and made sure that all the people present were his own. Then he waved his hand and laid down the mental barrier. He said coldly: "Mo Shenfeng must have noticed something. The nails we buried in the state capital have been pulled out, but I have reliable intelligence sources. Mo Shenfeng is likely to want to liquidate Yanzhou tonight!"

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