Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 115, Drunk House

Jiang Wangsheng, who was wandering far away in the Daming Lake Garden, suddenly felt cold behind his back.

"What's wrong?" Xia Nanyuan asked softly.

"No, it's nothing." Jiang Wangsheng responded copiously, and said in his heart: "I always feel that Kang Wenyao is unreliable. He must not have exposed my position."

"That's all, it's not that I'm sentimental, it's just for the sake of the country, and I will let the prime minister explain it." Jiang Wangsheng comforted himself.

On the shore of Daming Lake, there are dancing pavilions and singing platforms, and servants and maids are walking staggeredly, preparing for today's upcoming Hundred Flowers Festival.

Jiang Wangsheng and Xia Nanyuan stood on one side.

Jiang Wangsheng asked, "When will the Hundred Flowers Festival start?"

"Today's evening. But most of the people have already arrived." Xia Nanyuan pointed to the hotel on the distant mountain range, "They are all resting there now. Do you want to take this opportunity to visit the Ye family first?"

Jiang Wangsheng was silent for a moment, and said: "The Ye family should be busy preparing for the Hundred Flowers Fair right now, so it might be inappropriate to visit at this time. Besides, if the intention is too obvious, they will be suspected."

"During the Hundred Flowers Festival, they will definitely attack us, will your father not come?" Jiang Wangsheng suddenly remembered, since it is a grand event every three years, how could Xia Chongshan not come?

Xia Nanyuan shook her head lightly, and said: "No, we will come here on behalf of my father this time. But the Duke and his party will probably come back and show their weakness to the enemy, which can create opportunities for us to secretly contact the Ye clan."

Jiang Wangsheng asked: "Is there any fighting in the Hundred Flowers Association?"

Xia Nanyuan pondered for a moment, and replied: "According to the old practice, the Hundred Flowers Club is an elegant place for scholars in the Southern Tang Dynasty to discuss and debate, play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But these times, there are many martial arts people attending the meeting. When they arise, they will compete on stage."

In the evening, the Daming Lake Garden is shrouded in golden silence, the mountains in the distance are covered with colorful clothes, and the clouds like milk are also as bright red as fire.

On the path, there was an endless stream of people attending the meeting, people came and went, chatted with each other, laughter and words were intertwined, forming a big net that covered Daming Lake.

A group of people wore blue Confucian clothes, crowns on their heads, beautiful jade on their waists, smelly faces, carrying books, long swords and other things. As they walked, the jade pendants struck, like silver bells, crisp and loud.

"They are people of Confucianism, Taoism and Confucianism, and they are very annoying." Xia Nanyuan snorted coldly.

Jiang Wangsheng watched them, and murmured: "A master of the eighth rank, there is only one of the ninth rank, so it's nothing to worry about."

"They are not good at martial arts, but they are sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. Every time they deal with them, they always get angry." Xia Nanyuan said helplessly.

Jiang Wangsheng asked with a smile: "Even you, the most talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River, will do the same?"

Xia Nanyuan replied: "In their philosophy, only girls and villains are difficult to raise, and they hate girls who study. They don't want to talk to me, and I don't bother to see them."

Not long after, a group of scholars in loose robes arrived, their sleeves were breezy and extremely chic, followed by a school boy and maid carrying a bookcase and holding a guqin.

Xia Nanyuan's brows gradually relaxed, and said: "They are from the Confucianism and Taoism academy, and they are more enlightened than Confucianism. Your Majesty also praises the academy."

Jiang Wangsheng stared at the leader of the academy.

Xia Nanyuan said: "His name is Yang Lie, a ninth-rank master in the Tianbang, and he is a brother of the Confucian Sage."

"Wulin people say that he is the one who has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles?" Jiang Wangsheng murmured.

"That's right. I think that Mr. Yang Lie's knowledge is better than that of the old men of Confucianism." Xia Nanyuan replied.

Jiang Wangsheng raised his head, looked at the crowd slowly approaching, and said, "Iron Sword Gate, Shenyin Pavilion, Tianhe Sect, Wei Tuo Gate. Why don't you see the number one sect in the Southern Tang Dynasty——Heming Mountain?"

Xia Nanyuan's eyes were filled with confusion, and she shook her head, "I don't know either. The Hundred Flowers Fair is a gathering of celebrities from the south of the Yangtze River. Based on Heming Mountain's ranking, even if you don't care, you should send a few people to come."

Jiang Wangsheng narrowed his eyes and said, "People from the Ye family have come forward." He glanced at a group of women in gorgeous costumes, "Shenyin Pavilion is the sect of the grand master Tianwitch, and we really can't neglect it."

"When shall we go in?" Jiang Wangsheng asked.

Xia Nanyuan shrugged, "It can be done now."

The two walked in through the main entrance, and Xia Nanyuan handed over the invitation.

"Sect Master of Tianhe Sect, Qi Yuetian is here!"

"Master of Iron Sword Sect, You Changxia is here!"

"Wei Tuomen, the court master has arrived"

Xia Nanyuan took out an invitation card with Xia Chongshan's name written on it.

Jiang Wangsheng asked: "Is it really all right if Mr. Xia doesn't come?"

Xia Nanyuan replied: "You don't know. In the past, the Baihuahui was full of young masters and young ladies from various sects and sects. It's just that these years, the situation has been severe, and everyone in the martial arts sect is in danger. It is the suzerain, the elders Someone like that came here to inquire about the situation."

When it was the turn of the two, Xia Nanyuan handed over the invitation card. The concierge glanced at it and said loudly: "Xia Chongshan's daughter—Xia Nanyuan has arrived."

"Fairy Nanyuan, I haven't seen you for a long time." A scholar in a long gown with a folding fan walked over quickly, staring at Xia Nanyuan with all his attention, ignoring Jiang Wangsheng directly.

Xia Nanyuan bowed slightly, and said, "Young Master Shangguan, I haven't seen you for a long time, how is uncle?"

"My father is in good health." The scholar replied.

Xia Nanyuan introduced: "This is Lord Shangguan Teng's second son——Shangguan Xinchao. This is the envoy of Western Chu, Jiang Wangsheng."

Jiang Wangsheng nodded.

Shangguan Xinchao looked Jiang Wangsheng up and down, feeling displeased.He thought this person was Xia Nanyuan's attendant, so he never took it to heart.

"Western Chu envoy? Why are you traveling with me?" Shangguan Xinchao's tone was sour.

Xia Nanyuan hurriedly said: "Mr. Jiang and I became close friends in Jiezi City. It happened to be the Hundred Flowers Fair. Mr. Jiang was fine, so we came together."

She bit the words "best friend and best friend" very hard.

"Best friends?" Shangguan Xinchao glanced at Jiang Wangsheng with disdain, and said, "The Hundred Flowers Fair is an important matter for me in the Southern Tang Dynasty, how can I let people from other countries see it?"

"That's right." Another scholar in blue came up and echoed, "Baihuahui is a giant in the Southern Tang literary world. It's common for me to say some important things about governing the country. Martial arts talents are a gathering of talents. Don't leak the secrets. "

"Brother Kong." Shangguan Xinchao bowed his hands to the scholar in blue.

The scholar in green shirt nodded slightly, seemingly humble, but actually arrogant.

"That's wrong." A young man stood beside Jiang Wangsheng and said, "The Western Chu mission has met with His Majesty. The friendship between the two countries is enhanced. What's the important thing?"

The porter noticed the movement and notified a servant to report, and soon a strong man in his 30s came striding forward.

He stared at Jiang Wangsheng, straight to the point, "Are you from Western Chu?"

Jiang Wangsheng nodded with a calm expression.

The man looked troubled.

Xia Nanyuan coughed, and said slowly, "He came with me because of my father's permission!"

The man squeezed out a smile, "So that's how it is. Since Lord Xia is alive, there must be nothing wrong with this little friend. I'll guide Miss Nan Yuan."

"Thank you." Xia Nanyuan nodded.

The man walked ahead, opening a path for them.

Xia Nanyuan said in Jiang Wangsheng's ear: "He is the person in charge of the Ye family assisting the head of the family, Ye Feng. He should be in charge of the Hundred Flowers Fair this time."

Jiang Wangsheng said in his heart: "Ninth-rank master."

The two came to the seat, Jiang Wangsheng stared at the screen in front of him, pointed at it, and asked, "Why do you have this?"

Ye Feng was a little embarrassed, and said: "Young Master, you don't know something, this is the rule of our Southern Tang Dynasty."

Xia Nanyuan sighed softly, "Isn't it just to please those weirdos from the Confucian School? In their opinion, women should not eat at the same table as men. Bah!"

Jiang Wangsheng was a little innocent, pointing at himself, "What about me?"

Ye Feng said slowly: "The young master is an envoy, and his status is certainly noble, but this is the Hundred Flowers Club. After all, you are Miss Nan Yuan's escort, so."

"That's fine." Jiang Wangsheng didn't care, just sat down and stretched.

Xia Nanyuan looked around to confirm the surrounding situation.

"This lamp is not bad." Jiang Wangsheng suddenly noticed that there were rows of beautifully crafted wooden pillars next to the seats, with square lanterns hanging on them.

Ye Feng froze for a moment, then replied: "This is a gift from other sects."

(End of this chapter)