Mo Jingyu, who was caught between a rock and a hard place, naturally couldn't ask for anything better. He hurriedly smiled and said, "Princess Consort is right. It was this prince who was rude."
Since Ye Li had spoken, Mo Xiuyao naturally had nothing to say. He looked at Ye Li with concern and asked, "Are you tired? I'll send you back to rest. " After speaking, he ignored the guests still sitting in the hall and supported Ye Li to stand up. He told Feng Zhiyao and Wei Lin to take care of the guests, then left with Ye Li.
Seeing Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li disappear at the door, Prince De finally calmed down. He pointed at the door and gasped for breath. "What … what kind of attitude is that?" Mo Jingyu smiled bitterly. He pressed down on Prince De and advised, "This is the first time Princess Ding is pregnant, and she just returned from a calamity. It's inevitable that Prince Ding is nervous. Imperial Uncle, why get angry?" Prince De humphed. He picked up the teacup beside him and took a big gulp to suppress his anger. At the side, Feng Zhiyao raised his brows and smiled. "Princes, our Prince originally lived in the governor's manor, so we arranged for him to stay in an inn. Now that the Prince and Princess Consort have moved to a new manor, I ask the Prince and the two sirs to rest in the manor." Prince De rolled his eyes at him. Of course, he couldn't stay in an inn. As the Emperor's uncle and also an imperial envoy, if he was thrown to stay in an inn, wouldn't he be laughed at when he returned to the capital?
Wei Lin expressionlessly glanced at the crowd. He turned and ordered people to arrange accommodations.
At night, the entire Ruyang City was brightly lit. Unlike the welcoming banquet earlier, which only had a few people, the welcoming banquet was exceptionally grand. The welcoming banquet was held on the tower of Ruyang City's east gate. Looking down from the top, Xuanwu Street was filled with people. Both sides of the street were decorated with lanterns and colored banners. It was extraordinarily lively. The tower was also filled with toasts, singing and dancing. All the civil officials and military officers in or near Ruyang City, as well as the local famous people of Ruyang City, were present at tonight's banquet. Although Prince Ding had already been in Ruyang City for half a year, only a very small number of people in the city had actually seen Prince Ding. As for Princess Ding, it could be said that she had never shown her face outside. Therefore, when they saw Prince Ding, who was dressed in a white robe with silver dragons embroidered on the edges, and whose hair was as white as snow, holding the hand of a woman in green who was pregnant and had a graceful bearing and elegant appearance, everyone could not help but be stunned. The two figures, one white and one green, stood side by side. They looked extremely harmonious and natural, as if they were born to be like this.
Mo Xiuyao helped Ye Li up the stage and carefully helped her sit down. Many of the soldiers seated below had not seen Mo Xiuyao for a long time. The soldiers who had followed Ye Li before were especially excited and shouted in unison, "This subordinate greets Prince Wang Fei!" Receiving their call, the civil officials on the other side also stood and bowed. "This subordinate greets Prince Wang Fei. Congratulations to Prince Wang Fei for having a little heir!"
Even though he did not like the little thing that had come to stay in Li's stomach and refused to come out, Mo Xiuyao was in a good mood right now. He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, rise."
At the same time, the noise from the tower also affected the people playing below. The people who had been playing below the tower turned and knelt in the direction of the tower. Someone took the lead and shouted, "Congratulations to Prince Wang Fei for a thousand years of good health. Congratulations to Wang Fei for a safe return!" With someone taking the lead, the people behind them naturally shouted as well. For a moment, their voices seemed to penetrate the entire Ruyang City.
Mo Xiuyao picked up a cup of wine and stood up. He looked at the people below the city and raised his voice, "No need for formalities. Tonight, the officials and the people will enjoy together. Here's a toast to all of you. "His voice, which was infused with internal energy, spread far and wide. The people below the city stood up and cheered in unison. The atmosphere became even more lively than before.
On the city tower, everyone stood up and raised their wine cups. "Thank you Prince, Wang Fei."
After drinking a cup, Mo Xiuyao sat down and said, "Everyone, feel free. There's no need to be restrained."
The song and dance started again. The city tower was filled with joy and harmony. Only De Wang and Yu Wang, who were sitting in front of the guests, had ugly expressions on their faces. The two of them had never thought that Mo Xiuyao would be able to make all of the officials and people in Ruyang City love and submit to him so much in just half a year when the imperial court was doing its best to destroy Prince Ding's reputation. Although it was called a welcoming banquet, it was better to say that Mo Xiuyao wanted to give them and the imperial court a resounding slap in the face.
"What's wrong with De Wang? I see that De Wang's complexion is not good. Where did he neglect you? " Sitting on the main seat, Mo Xiuyao supported Ye Li with one hand and held a wine cup with the other. He looked at De Wang, whose face had turned green. De Wang choked. It should be said that ever since he entered Ruyang City, where had he not been neglected? Even though tonight's welcoming banquet was lively and joyous, but anyone with eyes could see that the welcoming banquet was just in passing. The true celebration of Ding Wang Fei's return and the birth of the future shizi was the true celebration.
De Wang coldly said, "I don't dare. How could I dare to blame Prince Ding for neglecting me?"
Mo Xiuyao acted as if he did not understand the meaning behind De Wang's words. He laughed loudly and said, "That's good. De Wang has worked hard. Why don't you drink to your heart's content tonight? " Seeing that De Wang's expression was about to change again, Mo Jingyu hurriedly pulled him back and said in a low voice, "Imperial Uncle, if there's anything you want to say, let's talk about it later. Don't anger everyone." Then he laughed loudly and said, "Imperial Uncle, Prince Ding is right. Uncle has worked hard on this journey. Nephew toasts Imperial Uncle." Mo Xiuyao glanced at the two people with different expressions. He smiled faintly and ignored them. He turned to the side and chatted with the generals and officials below. Mo Jingyu used all his strength to suppress De Wang, who was about to explode in anger. He bitterly said in a low voice, "Imperial Uncle, calm down. Right now, we're under someone else's roof … "De Wang was angry and disdainfully said," So what? Could it be that he dares to kill I? "
That's hard to say. Mo Jingyu thought to himself. He said to De Wang in a low voice, "Imperial Uncle, right now, the Northwest is Prince Ding's territory. If something happens, no one can do anything to him. Do you still remember the matter with Princess Ding … Mo Xiuyao killed those seven thousand soldiers without even blinking an eye? But what can His Majesty do to him? "At most, he could issue a few imperial edicts, reprimanding Mo Xiuyao for his cruelty and indiscriminate killing of the innocent. But what use is that? Would Mo Jingqi dare to send troops to suppress Mo Xiuyao? A few imperial edicts might not even be as effective as paper in the Northwest.
De Wang was under Mo Jingqi's paranoid Emperor for so many years. He was also highly regarded by the Emperor. He definitely wasn't stupid. However, he was the oldest Prince of the previous Emperor's generation. Even the Emperor had to call him Imperial Uncle. In all these years, he really hadn't met Mo Xiuyao face to face. Subconsciously, he always felt that Mo Xiuyao should respect him a little. Moreover, he was a person who was proud of his status and wanted to keep up appearances, so he was especially agitated when Mo Xiuyao gave him the cold shoulder. Now that he heard Mo Jingyu's advice, he looked at the harmonious scene on the city gate tower. The civil and military officials of Ruyang City clearly obeyed Mo Xiuyao's words. How could they, the Emperor's imperial envoys, be in their eyes? A cool breeze blew from the city gate. De Wang's body trembled. His mind instantly cleared up, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
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