Without the group of people, the courtyard became much quieter. There were only a few sparrows chirping on an old tree in the corner. Yue Qianchou opened his folding fan and waved it gently. He stared expressionlessly at the sparrows hopping about on the tree branch. He truly had the demeanor of an expert.
Boss Sang walked over and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment, sir. The food and wine will be ready soon."
Yue Qianchou grunted softly and didn't mention the gold again. After he walked out of the courtyard, Zhang Peng took the initiative to hand over the storage bag. Yue Qianchou put it away and pretended that nothing had happened.
He had a lot of spirit stones on him and didn't have much gold or silver in the secular world. Since someone had taken the initiative to give him money, he could use it to accompany Hibiscus.
Not long after, a waiter brought over a square table and placed it in the center of the courtyard along with a chair. Piping hot food and wine were served one after another. It was an exceptionally sumptuous meal.
Boss Sang told the waiter not to disturb them and invited the three to take a seat. He wanted to stand to the side and keep them company, but Yue Qianchou told him not to be overly courteous. Boss Sang sat down with some trepidation, and the four of them sat around the table.
After tasting a few cups of wine, Yue Qianchou said, "Boss Sang … there's no need to stand. Relax and sit … Let me ask you, did something happen in Dayang City?"
Boss Sang thought for a moment and said, "Nothing happened? Ever since Dayang and Huaxia stopped fighting, Dayang City has been unprecedentedly stable. No more able-bodied men are needed. After the war, the people are living and working in peace. Nothing major has happened. "Once he said this, he was no longer as nervous.
Hibiscus quietly ate by herself, occasionally glancing at Yue Qianchou with satisfaction. Zhang Peng wasn't so pretentious. He listened as he ate and didn't hesitate to grab food with his hands. He really didn't treat himself as an outsider. Boss Sang didn't dare to be too presumptuous. If the gentleman opposite him didn't move his chopsticks, he definitely wouldn't.
Yue Qianchou picked up some food for Furong with his chopsticks and said doubtfully, "That's strange. The distance between Bi Wan Nation and Dayan Nation isn't short! The princess of Bi Wan Nation disguised herself as a man and came all the way here with her guards. Did she come here just to have fun? "
"Sir, now that you mention it, I do recall something. I wonder if it has anything to do with this." Boss Sang nodded slightly.
"Feel free to speak your mind." Yue Qianchou smiled.
"Three days later, the beloved daughter of His Majesty the Emperor of the Dayang Kingdom, Third Princess Zhao Chenxiang, will compete in martial arts to find a husband. During this period of time, many nobles from various countries have arrived. I wonder if the arrival of Bi Wan Nation's princess has anything to do with this matter? "Boss Sang said.
"Could it be that this girl wants to disguise herself as a man and become the Prince Consort?" Yue Qianchou was stunned. He didn't think that it was possible. After all, this wasn't a movie. He asked again, "Why is the dignified Princess of Dayan Kingdom looking for a husband? Could it be that the Emperor of Dayan Kingdom can't find a good husband for her?"
"This Princess Zhao Chenxiang is a widow who has yet to marry." At this point, Boss Sang said with some pride, "Her husband was originally a general. Unfortunately, he was unlucky. Just a few days before the wedding, he was killed by a valiant general from Huaxia during the last battle."
Zhang Peng, who was chewing on a lamb leg, was slightly stunned. He interrupted, "Then the Third Princess's husband is called Chu Xiong?"
"Yes!" Boss Sang slapped the table with some excitement and said, "He is indeed called Chu Xiong. That fellow is considered a valiant general in the Dayang Kingdom. Unfortunately, he ran into our great general's number one valiant general." The last sentence was said in a very low tone, clearly afraid that outsiders would hear.
Yue Qianchou looked at Zhang Peng and asked suspiciously, "What? You know Chu Xiong? "
Zhang Peng put down the lamb leg in his hand and said with a mischievous smile, "Sir, you may not know this, but when we fought against the Dayang Kingdom, I was the vanguard. The last battle was also fought by me. Chu Xiong was also killed by me when I fought him."
"Oh! Then you have to take responsibility for the widow. "Yue Qianchou raised his wine cup and teased. Zhang Peng laughed mischievously, "I haven't married her yet! As long as she is willing, I will accompany her at any time. I am not even afraid of her man, so why would I be afraid of her? "
The two of them were having some fun and joking. Boss Sang's face was full of shock as he said, "Zhang Peng? Zhang Peng? Ah! I should have guessed long ago. You are the number one general under the great general, General Zhang Peng! But … didn't you violate military discipline and be beheaded by the great general? "
Zhang Peng looked at Yue Qianchou and nodded with a smile. "I was supposed to be beheaded to uphold military discipline, but I just so happened to run into Sir. Sir, you saved me from my blade. Boss Sang, it is enough for you to know this. Don't tell anyone else. "
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. When I heard the news of the general's beheading, I didn't know how long I had been heartbroken. Now that I know that the general is still alive … I won't tell anyone, I won't tell anyone." Boss Sang was pleasantly surprised. It was obvious that these spies placed in enemy countries by the army were very respectful towards their homeland and the brave generals in the army.
Zhang Peng waved his hand and said, "Don't call me general. I have followed Sir for many years and have long since stopped calling me that." Boss Sang repeatedly agreed.
"Zhang Peng, do you want to meet the widow princess?" Yue Qianchou suddenly asked with a smile. Although Hibiscus had little contact with the outside world, she could still understand what they were saying. At this moment, she was chewing on some vegetables and staring unblinkingly at Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng's mind was a little muddled. He was stunned for a long time and hesitantly said, "Sir, do you want me to have a martial arts competition to select the Emperor's son-in-law?"
Boss Sang's mouth went round in a circle. When two countries faced off against each other, he killed the fiancé of someone else and then broke into the enemy country to marry his fiancée … When he came back to his senses, he tried to dissuade him. "Sir, I'm afraid that won't do. After all, the princess of Dayang is a princess. This martial arts competition to select the Emperor's son-in-law must be someone of status. I'm afraid ordinary people don't have the qualifications to sign up."
"That's simple. I'll go find those people from Bi Wan Country and ask for a high-ranking Bi Wan Country status. It's just a registration! I don't think it'll be a difficult matter. "Yue Qianchou smiled faintly.
Zhang Peng asked in a daze, "Sir, do you really want me to go?" He was a little confused. Why did they want to meddle in worldly affairs?
"What? Are you afraid? "Yue Qianchou smiled.
"Uh … with Sir here, what's there to be afraid of?" Zhang Peng wiped his oily mouth and grinned. "I just think it's a little too exciting."
"Haha! Alright, then it's settled. After we finish eating, I'll go find the people from Bi Wan Country. "Yue Qianchou smiled as he poured the wine in his cup into his mouth.
"Sir, that …" Zhang Peng said shyly, "What if I'm really selected as the Emperor's son-in-law? Do I really have to become the Emperor's son-in-law? "
"Are you stupid? We're just going to join in the fun. If you don't like the princess, you can find an opportunity to be defeated by your opponent. Isn't this a martial arts competition for a spouse? " Yue Qianchou paused. "Of course, if you like the princess and want to have a taste of her bed, I won't object."
Hearing this, Zhang Peng and Boss Sang looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Hibiscus, who had food in her mouth, struggled to swallow it. She stared at them and asked curiously, "Is the princess's bed very comfortable?"
"Pfft pfft pfft!" The three men, who had just raised their cups to each other and had wine in their mouths, all spat it out when they heard this.
Yue Qianchou coughed twice and said awkwardly, "I don't know either. If you want to try, I'll find an opportunity to take you there." Hibiscus smiled with an eager expression.
Yue Qianchou hurriedly picked food for her and stuffed her mouth so that she wouldn't say anything scary. He had a reason for asking Zhang Peng to compete for the Emperor's son-in-law.
For a long time, the Huaxia Cultivation World had a sense of seclusion. Basically, they didn't have any contact with the foreign Cultivation World. They knew very little about the foreign Cultivation World, almost nothing at all.
Right now, he urgently needed to find an entry point to the Cultivation World so that he could gather some information. It would be best if he could open up a path. It seemed that the Cultivation World of the various countries here had a close relationship with the royal family. Letting Zhang Peng participate in the martial arts competition to select the Emperor's son-in-law was a good opportunity to make contact with the Cultivation World of the various countries.
The western suburbs of Dayang City were where the embassies of the various countries that had diplomatic relations with Dayang Nation were located. Bi Wan Nation's embassy was naturally located here as well. It wasn't small, and it was a very grand and imposing mansion. In fact, the embassies of the various countries were built in an imposing manner. The purpose was none other than to show their country's powerful image.
The dozen or so guards standing guard in front of Bi Wan Nation's embassy suddenly saw a man with disheveled hair rushing over. They were about to shout at him to retreat with their weapons. However, when they saw the group of people behind the man, they immediately moved aside, allowing the man with disheveled hair to run in while wailing loudly. Soon after, the group of people followed him in.
The man who was wailing loudly was naturally the hipster who had been greatly humiliated. After he ran in, the servants and the envoys who came and went were at a loss of what to do.
The hipster directly rushed into the main hall, whose doors were wide open. When he saw a middle-aged man with a dignified aura sitting upright and talking to someone beside him, he immediately burst into tears. "Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, I've been bullied. You have to help me … Wah!" He was crying his heart out.
The group of people in the hall were startled by the man with disheveled hair. When they heard who it was, they were all stunned. The dignified middle-aged man jumped to his feet. When he saw the hipster's disheveled appearance, his expression darkened. "What on earth is going on?"
The group of people also stood up with sullen expressions. How could the dignified princess of Bi Wan Nation be bullied? Especially in a foreign country, this was simply an insult to the country's image.
The hipster with disheveled hair wiped away his tears. He turned around and pointed at Wen Bai, who was outside, and cried. "Ask him."
Once the dozen or so guards arrived at the entrance of the main hall, they immediately scattered to the sides. This was not a place they could enter casually. Wen Bai walked in and cupped his hands at the man above him. The man also cupped his hands in return. "Brother Wen Bai, what on earth is going on? With you by her side, how could Qing 'er be bullied? How do you want me to explain this to my brother when I return? "
"Your Highness, don't mention this again." Wen Bai walked up to him and whispered in his ear, "Just now, the princess offended someone we can't afford to offend."
"What a joke!" The prince slammed the table beside him and sneered. "Not many people in the world dare to bully the royal family of Bi Wan Nation."
"Please calm down, Your Highness." Wen Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly. He whispered again, "This time, the person the princess offended was Mister Nongzhu of the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest. It's already good enough that we can come back alive."
"Wh … What? It's … it's him? " The prince was immediately dumbfounded. He looked at the crying hipster with an indescribable expression …
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