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Chapter 27 General Amnesia's Infatuated Old Bustard 15
The letter was left by Feng Jiuli. He said that the old emperor was seriously ill last night and was unstable in the middle of the road. He asked him to rush back to Chongluo and come back as soon as he finishes everything. He told Su Jinzhi not to think too much.
Of course, Su Jinzhi wouldn't think too much about it. It's just that after Feng Jiuli left Jun Changle's progress value, it was not easy for him. It was not convenient for him to go out of the building and run in front of Jun Changwu to save her. There is no Yinger, and don't know how to save it, and Qiu Yi's progress value has been fascinating, so Su Jinzhi can only stay in the Huaqi Building and mold with the summer rain.
Today, outside the Huaqi Building, the long street is still awkward.
"It's so boring." Su Jinzhi lay in the Peony Pavilion, holding Heizi in his left hand and Baizi in his right hand to play against him, "Can I play mahjong?"
Number Zero said earnestly: "But Master Overlord, even if we bring Brother Number One, we are still missing one from three."
Number One said coldly: "Gambling is strictly prohibited during work."
Zero immediately dared not speak.
Su Jinzhi got up from the chess table and was about to persuade No.1 to come and relax together. Suddenly, Joy opened the door and came in. His expression was shocked and anxious. He knelt down and sat down in front of Su Jinzhi with a "normal" cry: "Master, master!"
Su Jinzhi handed him a cup of tea, and said softly: "What's the joy? Don't worry, speak slowly, what happened?"
Xi Le raised her finger outside the door, widened her eyes and said: "The lord sent someone to send a full twelve boxes of gifts! You are invited to the palace to sing a opera. Duke Jin is waiting for you downstairs now!"
Su Jinzhi stunned slightly, frowned, got up and walked downstairs to Huaqi, Xi Le also quickly got up from the ground and followed him.
In the lobby of Huaqilou, Mr. Jin, dressed in a crimson palace dress, stood in front of twelve gift boxes. A court lady stood behind him and shook a small fan for him. When he saw Su Jinzhi coming out, Mr. Jin immediately laughed and used a castrate The unique sharp voice called him: "Prince Wuyan——"
Su Jinzhiyi bowed his first salute and looked at the twelve gift boxes: "Duke Jin, this is..."
Grandpa Jin raised his chin high and looked arrogant, and the corners of his lips were raised to the side, indicating that the attendant he had brought opened the twelve gift boxes in turn: gold silk and satin, porcelain treasures, pearl jade, antique calligraphy and painting, and rare medicinal materials appeared in sequence— -In these twelve treasure chests, there are almost all things that people in this world envy and want to have in their dreams.
"Prince Wuyan, the slave family came today by the order of the lord of the country. As for the purpose, your close attendant must have explained to you clearly?" Jin Gonggong smiled and walked to Su Jinzhi's side, close to his ear, eyes staring. Twelve gift boxes, "Your Majesty knows that the son doesn't like these extraneous things, but as long as the son goes to the palace to attend this banquet, people will be exempt from the shamelessness of the son. The son only needs to sing a song at will, Just do a few more dances, why not do it?"
It is true that there are many high-profile guests in this world who are willing to spend their money for Hua Wuyan, but there are not many people who can get rid of the low status for him.
At that time, Li Feng kept saying that he had taken away his jade pendant and he had to stay behind. However, in fact, even if he left with the jade pendant, it would be useless. People with a lowly nationality would not only be humbled for their entire lives, but their children and grandchildren would also be a lifetime. Be a slave as a maidservant, accompanied by dust and mud. Li Feng never mentioned it, but he didn't want them to think about it.
Besides...Su Jinzhi raised his eyes, looked at the imperiously armored imperial army behind the twelve gift boxes, and sneered in disdain—he had no right to refuse this palace banquet.
Joyously looked at him worriedly: "The son..."
"Okay, I'll go." Su Jinzhi turned to look at Grandpa Jin, with a smile on his face, "When will the palace banquet begin?"
When Mr. Jin heard the words, the smile lines on the corners of his eyes deepened. He flicked the dust and clapped his hands in praise: "Okay! Young Master Wuyan is really acquainted. Please accept these boxes of thin gifts, so you can raise your bones." As he said, he raised his hand and stroked Su Jinzhi's face twice, "but so thin the slave family feels distressed~"
Su Jinzhi chuckled his lips and let him touch it motionless.
"After March, the palace will send a fragrant car to pick up the son, and I hope that the son will be ready." Seeing his expression unchanged, Jin Gonggong felt boring, rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Young Master!" Xi Le grabbed his sleeves, his eyes were red, "Why do you agree to Grandpa Jin? This, this is..."
"Why don't I have the right to refuse?" Su Jinzhi smiled faintly, walked to a box with silk satin, raised his hand to caress a dark green brocade and said: "This cloth is of good color, you Send the box of things to Lan Wen and ask her to use this brocade to embroider a set of clothes for me within three months, and give her all the rest of the cloth as a reward."
Of course he will go to this palace banquet, and he must go.
It was not because of the name of the masters of the various countries, but because of the salvation goal that never appeared-the third prince of Beiyou, Yanhui.
Number Zero just told him that the owner of this palace banquet was not the Lord of the Kingdom of Zhuhua, but Yanhui. As soon as Feng Jiuli left, Yanhui came to Zhuhua Country. I'm afraid he got some news.
The battle that Feng Jiuli just ended was the border battle between Chongluo and Beiyou, which ended with Beiyou's defeat. But even so, the power of the North You country should not be underestimated. Among the five countries, Chongluo is the strongest, Beiyou is the second, and Zhuhua is the weakest.
Grandpa Jin flaunted his might in front of him, just as Yanhui stood in front of the leaders of the nations of the various nations-what qualifications did a weak nation with only one city have to reject the requirements of the three princes of Beiyou?
After March, late autumn arrived.
The day the palace banquet started was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Indeed, just as Mr. Jin said, the palace sent a bright BMW to pick him up.
The four corners of the carriage are equipped with gilt incense burners, and the precious silver leaf fragrant flakes are burned in the carriage. The scarlet brocade yarns around the carriage are woven into a mantle that floats in the wind, and several delicate palace lanterns hang on the top of the carriage, emitting shining light Dizzy, the palace ladies carried flower baskets full of petals, flying flowers all the way to welcome Su Jinzhi out of the Huaqi Building, while the low-ranking father-in-law in the palace knelt beside the carriage, waiting for the youth to board the carriage as a human bench.
It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the long street was already lively, the stars were hidden in the night, and countless bright fireworks fell to the ground, illuminating half of the sky. After the people from the palace made such a Hongda formation, the long street was crowded with people standing next to each other, and the guards used long spears to stop them. This is a scenic scene that only the nobles of Tianhuang can enjoy when traveling. Now they are all given to a prostitute.
"Ah, the evil feudal society." Su Jinzhi sighed towards No. 0, "No wonder so many people want to be emperors, little baby No. 0, if you have time to help me ask No. 1, let him also get me a throne. Sit and watch."
Number Zero repeatedly promised: "Number Zero will definitely fight for the benefits for the host!"
"Love you, what is it." Su Jinzhi finally smiled when he heard the words, and stepped onto the carriage.
The father-in-law who came to pick him up saw that he had been expressionless before, and he couldn't help but feel worried. He was afraid that Su Jinzhi would suddenly run away or make other moths. At this time, he was relieved to see him smile and stretched his throat. : "Departure——"
Su Jinzhi was shaken by his sharp voice, and continued to demand zero: "Don't give me such a guard, the ancient system is really cruel, I am a civilized person."
Number Zero continued to promise: "Yes! Yes! Number Zero will definitely satisfy the host's wish!"
Su Jinzhi heard that No. 0 was so obedient, and he "hissed" and was about to try how much welfare he could have, when he heard No. 1 coldly, "Master Host wants to be the emperor so much?"
Su Jinzhi immediately persuaded: "Don't force it, don't force it, everything will happen."
In a few words, the carriage drove extremely fast, and in a short while, it arrived at the gate of Zhuhua Country. It seemed that he didn't want the people in the palace to wait too much. The carriage passed through the vermilion palace wall, which seemed invisible to the end, until it stopped in front of the palace with glazed eaves.
The main hall is magnificent and magnificent. The lord of the kingdoms of China is sitting on a high dragon chair, but he is restless like sitting on a thorny area, with cold sweat on his forehead, and a pleasing smile to the person in the delicate and comfortable guest seat. Said: "The three princes are not happy? Is it because these dancers are not beautiful enough?"
The man in the guest seat was dressed in a Chinese costume, a high jade crown, and a rich god. His dark and deep eyes looked bored at the exposed dancer underneath. He immediately sneered after hearing this question from the Chinese leaders. The wine glass in his hand slammed heavily on the table, disdainfully said: "This is also called beauty? It is extremely vulgar and unsightly."
Hearing this, the complexion of the leaders of the various countries turned green immediately, but they did not dare to say anything. It was just when he was anxious, but he heard the bell ringing on the carriage he sent to pick up Hua Wuyan outside the temple, and then stretched his neck and looked out, pulling the father-in-law, who was standing next to him, to ask. : "But Hua Wuyan is here? Let him come in!"
After saying this, he immediately smiled and looked at the guest: "The third prince is not angry, there is one more person, the third prince must be interested in meeting you!"
Yanhui also heard the carriage ringing and knew who had come, but when he heard the words, he still looked at the heads of the nations of China, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing the first smile since the banquet today.
The Lord of the Kingdom of Zhuhua immediately patted Father Jin on the back, and said anxiously, "Let's let Young Master Wuyan come in!" At the end of his words, he straightened up his arched back and looked towards the entrance of the main hall with an arrogant face. It seemed that there was someone more noble than him.
Seeing him like this, Lord Yanhui suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly-this Chinese country leader was actually proud of a poor and lowly performer. It was really a travesty in the world, more capable of making him than those lowly servants and dancers. Want to laugh. And that Hua Wuyan who is about to enter the temple is also, he wants to see what kind of stuff it is. Feng Jiuli would rather risk the wrath of King Chongluo, refuse to give marriage, and hand in the army amulet. He stood by.
Thinking of this, Yan Hui stopped smiling, half-squinting his eyes to look at the person sitting down.
The man wore a dark-green exquisite gown, covering the snow-white skin tightly. The ink-colored clothes were embroidered with complicated patterns between the collars. The hem and sleeve corners were embroidered with the blooming crown-shining ink jade and the white Kunshan glow. , A head of blue silk was not crowned, hanging straight down and scattered behind him, moving slightly as he advanced.
It was completely different from the slaves and maids he had seen before, who bowed and bowed and had no spine, who would only kneel at his feet and flattering. The young man raised his white chin slightly, did not squint, looked indifferent, and had his back straight. He was straight, as if hiding a piece of peerless pride, and seeing them above these high seats, the Heavenly Lake noblemen just nodded slightly, as if he was like them, with the blood of nobleness flowing on his body.
The young man showed no color at all, but he made him look full of brilliant eyes.
In an instant, Yan Hui was stunned for a moment, seeming to understand why Feng Jiuli was so attached to him.
If Su Jinzhi knew what Yanhui was thinking at the moment, he would laugh at him three times like he laughed at the Lord of the Kingdom of China just now, and read the "Declaration of Human Rights" fluently and smoothly to show his natural human rights. , Freedom and Equality-Don't think about it, silly roe deer, you are not an alien, we two have different blood types at most.
"Flower, nothing, Yan." Yanhui said the name gently after savouring the name between her lips and teeth, and looked down at the seat with interest.
Seeing his face a little dark, the lord of the kingdoms of Zhuhua quickly coughed twice and signaled Su Jinzhi to start dancing and singing.
Su Jinzhi faintly glanced at the faintly pregnant masters of the Chinese kingdoms. He vomited in his heart, and then handed his body to the control of Number Zero. With the sound of the string played, he finally began to dance, first raising his sleeves. , Revealing a snow-like wrist in the ink-colored brocade suit, and then pressed it down heavily, and danced with the sound of music that was gradually rising.
However, looking at it, the complexion of the Lords of Zhuhua Kingdom became even more ugly.
Because Su Jinzhi danced Chongluo’s soldiers to return home in triumph, this song is performed by men and women, male dancers with swords and female fans, but the dancers cannot be ordinary actors and dancers, and the male must be selected from the family’s children. The middle-aged child is just right, and the woman naturally has to be behind the distinguished names.
Of course, Su Jinzhi's jump is a male step. Although he doesn't have a sword in his hand, the madness between the stepping sleeves can hardly be concealed. If he is given a long sword, he will be able to draw a stunning sword shadow.
There was nothing to say about this dance, but there was no smile on Su Jinzhi's face between the dance steps, her concubine lips were gently pressed, and he was reminded of his identity. This was even worse than the Yanhui before the smile. Human face.
What's more, Beiyou has just been defeated in Chongluo. Su Jinzhi is now dancing this breakout song in front of the three princes of Beiyou. The masters of the kingdom of China can hardly think about it. He opened his mouth and wanted to stop, but Yan Hui Immediately raised his hand to stop him.
The Lord of the Kingdom of Zhuhua turned his head and looked at Yanhui, and saw that he stared at the dark green figure sitting down without blinking, his eyes were full of interest, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief without any anger.
Stop music, dance to the end.
But the hall was silent.
Su Jinzhi stood upright in the center of the main hall with his back and looked at the people on the high seats without squinting. His chest was constantly rising and falling. He opened his mouth and gasped slightly. He secretly rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, he handed over his body to Number Zero. The real he is here to jump, I am afraid he can jump out of a whole set of radio gymnastics.
"Papa Papa--" Several clapping applause sounded, and Su Jinzhi looked along the sound source and found that the person who applauded first was Yan Hui.
This palace banquet appeared to be that the Lords of the Chinese Kingdoms sat highest, but everything was controlled by Yanhui. When he applauded, the Lords of the Chinese Kingdoms and the other ministers also put on smiles and applauded pretendingly. .
"Master host! Yanhui progress value has increased!" Zero reminded him cheerfully, "It has increased by 30 points!"
"Don't be too eager to be excited, the palace banquet is not over yet, maybe I can increase more later." Su Jinzhi talked to Number Zero in his mind, but there was still no expression on his face.
"Young Master Wuyan really deserves his reputation." Yanhui asked him with a smile when he saw him like this, "It's just Young Master Wuyan-why didn't you laugh?"
Su Jinzhi did not look at him, but directly looked at the leaders of the various countries, and asked him: "Does the leader want me to laugh?"
The lord of the kingdoms of Zhuhua secretly scolded Su Jinzhi for blindness. The third prince asked him if he did not answer, but instead asked himself, he quickly turned his head and looked at Yanhui. He was even more shocked when he saw the evil bird in the eyes of the man. Sweating profusely, he picked up a wine bottle on the gold table and threw it at Su Jinzhi, and said angrily: "The third prince made you laugh, why don't you laugh?!"
The wine bottle was so deadly that it was hitting Su Jinzhi's forehead.
Su Jinzhi was not in a hurry to dodge. He only felt a "boom" on his head, and he fell down immediately, holding his elbows on the ground, holding his forehead and slowing it down for a long time.
Su Jinzhi stood up swayingly from the ground, trying to stabilize his figure, put down the palm covering his forehead, and saw that the forehead was cut by the front corner of the wine bottle, and a bright liquid was gurgling out of it. Just one glance, it seems that people can feel the pain.
However, the young man really laughed as the lord of the country said. This smile is like the melting of winter snow and the return of spring, making the gorgeousness of the corners of his eyes and eyebrows exposed, and the blood snaking down from his face Line, gorgeous to the extreme.
"Laugh, how can Wuyan not laugh?" Su Jinzhi raised his jaw, curled his lips at the people on the high seat, "Wuyan is a lowly person, but a prostitute, humble and lowly, the lord of the country is willing Condescending and condescending to hire Wuyan to dance in the palace with a lot of money. If Wuyan can't make the country's lord happy, then it is Wuyan's fault."
Hearing the words, the heads of the various countries were trembling with fright, their lips squirming and unable to say a word. Su Jinzhi's words sounded extremely humble and respectful, but secretly he was mocking Yanhui for being inferior to him, and was not qualified to make him laugh.
"Oh, heavy gold?" Yan Hui sneered and got up from the guest seat. The maid beside him wanted to help him, but he waved it away. "Heavy gold can make you laugh. If that lonely person stepped on you at this moment, If a piece of land is given to you as a gift, can you get the son for a night?"
When the Lord of the Kingdom of Zhuhua heard that Yanhui said, he collapsed on the dragon chair. How powerful is the North You Kingdom? Although Yanhui was the third prince, he had long been the prince appointed by King Beiyou, and he could take over the monstrous power only after he got tired of playing in the other country and returning to the court. Now that he said that he would give this piece of land under his feet to Su Jinzhi, he made it clear that he would level his country!
Su Jinzhi smiled faintly on her face. After hearing Yanhui's words, the corner of her lips slanted, turning into a sneer, and said firmly: "No."
Yanhui was repeatedly slapped by Su Jinzhi. No matter how much he was interested in Su Jinzhi, he couldn't help getting cold at this time, and said coldly to Su Jinzhi, "Just a prostitute that anyone can fuck?" What is upright?"
Su Jinzhi also stopped laughing, and looked at him coldly: "Yes, Wuyan is dirty and lowly, anyone can humiliate me. But before Wuyan entered Zhuhua, he was from Chongluo. You Beiyou invaded me. On the border of Chongluo, kill my people of Chongluo, and humiliate my dignity of Chongluo. I am Hua Wuyan. Today, I was killed by one of Chongluo's gangsters, and I won't stay with you overnight!
If Jun Changle hadn't died, there should be this kind of blood flowing in his blood, and it should be this kind of arrogance that supported him to stand.
The youth’s voice was cold and clean, like a bead and jade knocking, tactfully like a song, resounding on the beams of the main hall. The heads of the Chinese kingdoms and the ministers who were paralyzed by the fright at this moment are staring at him in disbelief. They didn't dare to breathe the atmosphere, for fear that the angry Yanhui even chopped them off.
"Heh, isn't it?" Yan Hui was also full of anger, staring at Su Jinzhi, then raised his hand to summon his subordinates, and whispered several times in the ears of the subordinates.
Yanhui's subordinate hurriedly ran away from the main hall. Su Jinzhi turned and looked around. After a while, the man and the new soldier came in carrying an iron cage that could accommodate several people. The cage was still closed with three soft hairs. A burly black dog.
The three black dogs have fierce eyes, the purplish roots under the crotch stand upright, hideously exposed outside, and they are fed medicine at first sight. They are anxious and whisper in the cage, if they are still roped , I'm afraid I rushed to the cage and screamed at people.
Yan Hui saw that Su Jinzhi's expression was still faint, and the flames in his heart burned a little bit more, and angrily turned back and asked him: "Guyuan said what he said before, for this as a reward, and Mr. Wuyan is invited to perform the last scene alone. Come here—open the cage, please go in!"
Seeing this, Number One sneered: "It's really a good show."
Su Jinzhi: "..." He didn't want to pretend, he wanted to go home.
Yes, Yanhui is really good at playing. Is he too late to take back those words?
But it was obviously too late. As soon as Yan Hui's voice fell, a guard walked towards Su Jinzhi and wanted to take him into the cage.
Su Jinzhi took a deep breath and turned around, looking at Yanhui.
The youth's forehead was full of blood, and he slipped through his thin white jaw and slipped into the dark green collar. However, even if the clothes were so wide, the youth's fragile figure could be seen. At this moment, seeing him look at him, Yan Hui Thinking that he had been subdued, his complexion eased, and he wanted the youth to kneel down and admit his mistake at this moment, so he spared the youth.
Who knows that Su Jinzhi turned his head and gave him a chuckle. The ears that fell on Yanhui were full of sneers. He only listened to him slowly saying: "Don't bother the three princes, Wuyan will go in by herself."
After saying this, the young man really raised his foot and walked steadily towards the cannibal cage. Even Yanhui couldn't help widening his eyes, staring at Su Jinzhi and holding his breath.
"Hold on--!"
At this moment, a bright female voice swiftly approached from outside the hall. Su Jinzhi's eyes suddenly widened when he heard the voice, and he raised his eyes and looked towards the hall door.
Su Jinzhi asked the zero number: "Why did Jun Changwu come here?"
"It seems that your close attendant has confided in psychiatrist Yun..." Number Zero paused for a while and explained to him.
Sure enough, Jun Changwu's pink Luo skirt flashed past the corner of the door, and then appeared completely in front of Su Jinzhi. It was too late to block the face, and the action was too abrupt. Su Jinzhi could only stand still and let Jun Changwu see his face clearly.
But the moment Jun Changwu saw Su Jinzhi's face, his eyes widened, his face instantly turned pale, and he couldn't even take a few steps back.