Autumn in the Xu Country was still a bit hot. Red maple leaves danced on the roofs of the capital city …
The women on the street were dressed in completely different styles. Some of them were wrapped up tightly, with headscarves, veils, and gloves. Some of them were dressed very boldly, revealing their white and slender waists. Their slender and beautiful legs were perfectly displayed at the left slit of their silk dresses …
These gorgeously dressed women didn't care about the gazes of the opposite sex. They didn't even care about the hot gazes of the men. On the contrary, when they met similarly dressed and equally charming women, they would look at each other and then proudly raise their chins. No one was willing to lose to the other!
Today was the day of the selection of a son-in-law for the princess' residence. The area around the princess' residence was originally spacious, but now it was already packed with people. Many of them were kings, princes, and heirs from other countries. Even though they knew that the Xu Country respected women and that even if they won the princess, they still had to marry a man into the princess' residence, these nobles and officials were still like moths to a flame.
Zhu Minglang came to the princess' residence. As a young master from one of the six great clans of the imperial capital, Zhu Minglang naturally came with a lot of cards. First, he had a large group of temporary apprentices from the Misty Court from the Zhu Clan act as his son-in-law selection team. Then, he directly used the banner of the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect's Young Master and directly entered the residence without caring about whether or not he had reported in advance!
"Where did this hedonistic young master come from? He actually dares to put on such a show in front of the princess' residence. Doesn't he know that Princess Luo Shui hates this kind of idiot who lives in luxury the most?" In front of the gate, several maids of the princess were very dissatisfied.
"Seems like he's from the imperial capital."
"So what if he's from the imperial capital? In our Xu Country, isn't there still some respect?"
There was an endless stream of horses and carriages in front of the gate. As the young master of the Zhu Clan's son-in-law selection team came, a few tactful people opened up a wide path. However, there were also many people with incomparably high statuses who might not give face to the imperial capital.
"Zhu Minglang from the Zhu Clan has come to visit." Zhu Minglang sat on the back of the Sacred Wood Azure Dragon. He wore a clean and luxurious robe and his hair was combed neatly. Even the accessories he wore were very particular, matching Zhu Minglang's current skin color.
"Don't you know the rules? Our Xu Gongshan is the first to pay a visit. All of you, go to the back and line up!" At this moment, a man with a feather fan in his hand said impatiently.
This person was also escorted by four experts, but from his attire, it seemed that he was deliberately keeping a low profile. Many people had heard that Princess Luo Shui did not like too noisy places, so many nobles came to visit in a more low-key manner.
"Who the hell is Xu Gongshan? Hanwu, throw that guy and his lackeys out." Zhu Minglang laughed, fully displaying the arrogance and despotism of the head of a clan!
Meng Hanwu's face darkened.
This rascal Zhu Minglang, did he think of himself as a fighter?
Zhu Minglang glanced at Meng Hanwu. Seeing that she was unmoved, he said in a low voice, "I'm already trying my best to find a son-in-law. If you don't cooperate with me and mess things up in the end, you can go back and tell mother yourself."
Meng Hanwu snorted. She knew that she had been tricked by Zhu Minglang, but she still walked coldly toward the person who called himself Xu Gongshan.
Soon, screams came from the entrance. Meng Hanwu's cultivation should be about the same as those Hall Masters of the Mount Ming Sword Sect. It was simply too easy for her to deal with these people who were fishing for fame.
"Isn't that a swordsman from the Mount Ming Sword Sect?"
"What a powerful swordsman. Why would he serve as a foil to this young master from the Zhu Clan?"
Xu Gongshan's lackey was also pitiful. He was thrown into the river outside the princess' residence before he even entered, looking battered and exhausted.
"Even if you're from the imperial capital, you should still abide by the rules of first come, first served. I'm the Young City Lord of the Northern Wilderness …"
"Throw him out," Zhu Minglang said to Meng Hanwu without waiting for him to speak.
"How arrogant. I'm the youngest monarch of the Hidden Nation. I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you. I'm even more indignant on behalf of all the heroes and talents in the world. If you're so capable, throw me out as well, if you're not afraid that my army of a hundred thousand will flatten your clan!" A man in his early thirties said righteously.
There were so many nobles in front of the princess' residence. Those who dared to come here to marry their son-in-law were either of prominent status or outstanding strength. This Zhu Minglang not only made such a big fuss, but also barged in like a tyrant. He didn't care about any other powers or countries. This was simply unforgivable!
"A frog at the bottom of a well." An old man outside the Zhu Clan's entrance sneered. He slowly walked toward the man who called himself the monarch and said a few words to him.
The high-spirited monarch who claimed to be indignant on behalf of everyone immediately changed his expression. In the end, he could only bow in the direction of Zhu Minglang in front of everyone, then fled with his tail between his legs.
A hundred thousand troops??
And a bunch of scrap metal troops!
Nowadays, all the well-equipped troops in the entire Extreme Court Continent had dealings with the Zhu Clan's entrance.
On the days of the New Year's celebration, the so-called monarchs, state advisors, and state advisors all waited in the snow outside the Zhu Clan's entrance to enter the court, just to establish friendly relations with the Zhu Clan …
This monarch of the Hidden Nation had probably stayed in this barren place for too long!
"No one is stopping this Young Master, right?" Zhu Minglang scanned the surroundings and his lips curled into a smile as he asked.
Most people were angry, but they didn't dare to say anything. Of course, no one dared to stand out. After all, this was a grand occasion.
…
Zhu Minglang entered the princess' residence in a high-profile manner. The princess' maids pursed their lips. They didn't like Zhu Minglang's behavior.
But they still received Zhu Minglang and Zhu Minglang's "henchmen" in the princess' residence. But soon, Zhu Minglang did something that angered both humans and gods!
"Meng Hanwu, guard the door. Chase out anyone who dares to hit me!" Zhu Minglang pointed at the door of the princess' residence. He had the aura of a tyrant, as if the princess' residence was his own home!
"Young Master, Princess Luoshui will be displeased if you do this," one of the maids said loudly.
"Are you a princess?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Of course not."
"Then why are you pointing your finger at me? Doesn't the princess like peace and quiet? I'll give her a peaceful marriage ceremony first. Besides, if anyone else wants to enter the princess' residence, they have to defeat my sister guard. I, Zhu Minglang, admit that they have the qualifications to compete with me!" Zhu Minglang said.
The princess' maids had never seen such a rascal. They knew that this guy was most likely an idiot who relied on his noble status and came from the imperial capital, but they couldn't do anything to him at the moment.
"I'll go ask the princess. You all accompany Young Master Zhu to the banquet." The maid lifted her skirt and ran away.
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