Jiang Wang had opened two houses and obtained two abilities. He had a chance to reach the Tianfu Realm. He also had the secret technique of the Seven Star Saint House, so he had the right to say that God's Descent wasn't out of reach.
At this moment, Feng Ming didn't know what his new follower was thinking or looking at. In Wenxi County, who knew how many such followers were trying to suck up to him. He actually didn't care.
He hated the humiliation he suffered in the Weining Manor, but he also knew that he didn't have the right to vent his anger.
Which was why he could only drink cup after cup.
Feng Yue didn't care about him, still smiling as he spoke warmly to everyone.
How could he smile so brightly?
Jiang Wang, who was silently drinking with Feng Ming, suddenly realized one thing- all the cold treatment Zong Shou received at the birthday banquet would be noticed by the Weining Marquis.
If Feng Yue came to mend their relationship, then any bit of anger he suffered wouldn't be for nothing.
The more passionate he was and the more he was ignored, the better it would be for him to vent his anger.
Jiang Wang reminded himself that this was a cunning old fox. When facing him, he had to be really careful. If he wanted to successfully sneak into the Green Cloud Pavilion and get the lost building of the Cloud Top Celestial Palace, he couldn't reveal anything in front of this person.
Just as they were drinking, a voice sounded out from outside, "The Martial Arts Marquis has come to congratulate!"
The guests were in an uproar.
Many people came to congratulate the Weining Marquis for his 300th birthday, but none of them had such power. Even the Mohist Faction genius Mo Jingyu couldn't compare.
Who didn't know that the Martial Arts Marquis Xue Mingyi was the most trusted official of the Yong Emperor?
A single Kingdom War had turned the situation of the Yong Kingdom upside down.
One duke and eight marquises of Yong, Duke Ying Beigong Yu was undoubtedly the top person before and after. This was determined by his past achievements and his powerful strength.
However, the rankings of the eight marquises were different.
In Han Yin's era, although Marquis Xue Mingyi was talented, as the youngest of the Eight Marquises, he had always been regarded as a rising star. The court generally thought that he was a little immature, and his status among the Eight Marquises was at the bottom.
As for the Marquis of Weining, Jiao Wu, he was a veteran Shenwang expert who had operated in both the Yong military and government for many years. His strength and prestige were high, and he was considered one of the upper echelons of the Eight Marquises.
Now that Han Yin was dead, Han Xu was in charge.
On the day of Han Yin's death, the Marquis of Wugong, Xue Mingyi, immediately took command of the Imperial Guard. He slaughtered his way through Heaven's Mandate Manor, causing heads to roll and blood to wash over the Yong Palace, forcefully suppressing the situation.
After that, he personally entered the Lan 'an Manor and faced the Water Lord of Qingjiang, Song Hengjiang. In the end, they joined forces with the Duke of Ying, Beigong Yu, to drive the Zhuang Luo alliance out of the Yong border.
Although Bei Gongyu was given the highest credit in this battle, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Bei Gongyu's support for Han Xu was not firm enough. As the only Duke of Yong, his position was still unshakable. However, Xue Mingyi's rise was also unstoppable.
Although he had also participated in Zhuang Yong's war, the Marquis of Weining, Jiao Wu's performance was relatively lackluster. He led three Shenwang Marquises, but he was unable to kill Du Ruhui. It was inevitable that there would be voices saying that the four Marquises had not done their best, that they had enjoyed themselves for too long, that they had lost their fighting spirit and were unwilling to risk their lives for the sake of the state.
As the saying went, the Marquis of Wugong.
Although the current Marquis of Wugong was not ranked first among the Marquises, he was on par with the Marquis of Chengde, Li Ying.
When someone rose, someone fell. As a matter of course, the Marquis of Weining's momentum slowly declined.
Jiao Wu's birthday banquet this time was so grand that he even used some unknown method to invite Mo Jingyu over. There was a reason why he wanted to restore his prestige.
This kind of change in the rankings of influence was not obvious, but it was clearly displayed in various aspects and was known to everyone.
For example, when the Marquis of Weining was two hundred years old, the Yong Emperor had personally come to congratulate him. This time, for the Marquis of Weining's three hundred years old, he only had an internal official deliver a gift.
For example, at this moment … the servant had only announced Xue Mingyi's name.
The guests who had come to celebrate the Marquis of Weining's birthday all stood up to welcome him. No one dared to sit still!
Before the Marquis of Weining said anything, there were already people who could not wait and went out to welcome him.
Even Feng Ming, who harbored resentment and wanted to get drunk, hurriedly stood up. It could be seen that he was not truly drunk and was still sober.
Jiang Wang stood up with the crowd and stole a glance at the Marquis of Weining. There was no change in his expression, but the fact that there was no change in his expression was enough to explain the problem.
In the entire luxurious courtyard, the only people who remained seated were the Marquis of Weining, Jiao Wu, and Mo Jingyu, who was beside him.
The Marquis of Weining was the master and was of a higher status. Naturally, he could not move. Regardless of whether Mo Jingyu was backed by the Mohist Sect or the State of Qin, he did not need to give the Marquis of Wugong too much face.
Of course, his sitting still was a way of expressing his position. It was his support for the Marquis of Weining.
He did not need to do so. Even if he stood up to welcome him, no one would think that he was flattering. They would only think that he was well-mannered. He did not need to offend anyone. But he still did so.
The complicated meaning behind this was something that one could not help but think about.
His military boots stepped on the ground as the handsome Marquis of Wushuang strode into the courtyard. He was wearing armor and had a smile on his face, "Elder Jiao's 300th birthday is such an important day. I hope you can forgive me for being late! "
"You are not late since you are here. On the other hand, I am entertaining an important guest and cannot come out to welcome you. I hope Marquis Xue will not mind. "Jiao Wu sat at the main seat and extended his right hand," Please sit here! "
Someone had already given up the seat on the right of Jiao Wu and waited for Xue Mingyi to sit. Mo Jingyu sat on the left of Jiao Wu and did not speak.
"Elder Jiao must be joking. If you came out to welcome me, how would I dare to sit?"
Xue Mingyi walked straight to the main table. He walked to the seat that was specially left empty for him, but did not sit down.
He raised his eyes to look at the 'sky', at the stars and moon carved out of pearls, and then at the fine wine and delicacies in the courtyard. He did not speak for a while.
Jiao Wu was not afraid of anything. His current position was obtained by fighting with his blade and spear. He deserved all the pleasures he enjoyed. Even if Han Yin was revived, he would not be able to say anything. Not to mention Xue Mingyi who was on the same level as him.
"What?" Jiao Wu looked at him who did not sit down. "Marquis Xue, what advice do you have?"
"How would I dare?" Xue Mingyi turned his head and smiled. "I just feel that it is a little embarrassing for me to come empty-handed in such a grand place."
"You are an important person. When you come, you are an important guest. When you sit, you are an important guest. Why do you need an external gift? " Mo Jingyu spoke at this time. His voice passed through the black iron mask and had a dry and unreal feeling. "Please take a seat."
Xue Mingyi looked at him, as if waiting for him to speak. He smiled slightly. "The Mo family expert has praised me so much. All the more I should not have come empty-handed. Fortunately, I am prepared and the Xue family is not a rude family. "
At this point, his gaze turned back to Jiao Wu and he said, "Bring him up!"
As he finished, the courtyard door opened.
Four armored soldiers carried a person who was tied up and walked into the courtyard.
Their footsteps were firm and their armor clanged.
It was as if they were marching, as if they were charging.
Thus, the entire place was in an uproar!
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