Chapter 20, The Feast of the Hongmen

After the group left, the First Prince sat lonely on the steps in front of the hall and sighed.

"Your Highness." Zhao Zuhao hesitated to speak.

The eldest prince glanced at him, then looked at the clouds and clouds, the setting sun like blood, and said, "Zu Hao, do you think that I have changed a lot today?"

Zhao Zuhao hesitated again and again, and finally nodded, "Your Highness is usually gentle and refined, not as aggressive as today."

"I was too impatient." The First Prince got up and paced back and forth, "What do you think of this Jiang Wangsheng?"

"The internal strength is profound, and the protection of the body with only the true energy blocked my sword. It seems that Qi Annan's defeat is not unjust."

The eldest prince was full of suspicion: "You are seventh on the Liangyu list, and you can't do anything to him, but why is his name not on the Liangyu list?"

Zhao Zuhao smiled, "Your Highness, the seventh name on the Liangyu list is not Zhao Zuhao."

"That's right." The eldest prince nodded.

The second prince took Jiang Wangsheng into the palace.

The house was full of guests, everyone was dressed in silk and satin, and their utensils were imposing, drinking and chatting happily and greeting each other.

There are four seats on the upper seat, one is a python chair made of gold, two are luan chairs carved with precious stones, and the last one is a deer chair decorated with white marble.

Two girls are sitting on a luan chair, one is wearing a blue skirt and the other is wearing a plain dress.

The second prince stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Jiang, please."

What he was referring to was the upper seat, the deer chair on the right of the second prince.

At first, those who attended the banquet were guessing who was qualified to sit in the same row with the second prince.I thought he was a well-known senior in the world.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a young man who had not experienced much in the world.

Someone showed dissatisfaction and asked, "Who is he?"

"Your Majesty, is this son able to get involved? Second Highness, think twice!"

On the guest seats, a man and a woman, both carrying long swords, looked at each other and carefully sized Jiang Wangsheng.

The second prince didn't change his face, and said: "Brother Jiang, please!" He bit the last word very hard.

As soon as the words fell, everyone kept silent, not daring to say a word.

Jiang Wangsheng exclaimed: "Second Highness, good method."

The girl in the blue skirt glanced at Jiang Wangsheng and asked, "Second brother, who is he?"

"Second brother, she is a princess." Jiang Wangsheng thought in his heart, "Is it possible that even the princess has to stand in line now, and the other one should be too."

"Jiang Wangsheng, have you ever heard of it?" the second prince said loudly.

Everyone in the audience was amazed.

"He is Jiang Wangsheng? The commander of the Xuanjia Army."

"I heard that he won this honor by defeating two injured eighth-rank thieves."

A well-known Jianghu guest said leisurely: "Externally strong but capable at the same time, you have gained a false reputation."

The second prince sneered and said, "Brother Jiang, let me introduce you. This is Princess Yunfenglan, and the other is Princess Yunyuyan."

"I've met the two princesses." Jiang Wangsheng nodded.

Princess Fenglan was still sitting on the chair, she only glanced at him lightly, nodded, and said, "Second brother, how come anyone can sit in the guest seat."

The second prince frowned and glanced at Jiang Wangsheng.

Yun Yuyan ran over, like a cheerful elf, "It's really amazing that you can beat an eighth-rank warrior."

Princess Fenglan gave a disdainful smile, "Sister, don't you know? The ones he won were the two eighth-ranks who were injured by the father-in-law."

"That is also very powerful."

Yun Yuyan's skin was like snow, her pupils cut water, and there was a bright smile like a flower blooming on her face, and her voice was like a mountain stream, flowing happily without stop.

Su Yi can't hide her fairy air.

"Thank you, princess, for your compliment." Jiang Wangsheng bowed slightly and smiled back.

Princess Fenglan stood up helplessly, "Since you will be the commander of the Xuanjia Army, I don't want to be rude."

Jiang Wangsheng nodded.

When everyone was seated, a servant shouted, "Let's have a banquet!"

After the words were finished, the maidservants brought delicacies, such as: Lion Cake, Nanliang Cake, Orange Light Shadow, Bean Candy with inscriptions.

After the dim sum, there are Crab Jinxiangyu Balls, Jiangnan Hundred Flowers Chicken, Splendid Multi-flavored Fish, and Mandarin Duck Braised with Five Treasures.

Jiang Wangsheng's eyes lit up, "The Second Highness is such a master."

"Brother Jiang, if you like it, you can come anytime in the future. I hired this cook from Jiang Hu, and he is first-class in the world." The second prince said confidently.

"Your Highness is being polite."

Princess Fenglan used the silver chopsticks to pick and choose, made a "tsk tsk tsk" sound, took a sip of tea, her face was ugly.

She glanced at Jiang Wangsheng, who was eating and drinking, and said with a sarcasm, "Second brother, why are the people you invited so new to the market?"

"Lan Lan." The second prince frowned at her and shook his head.

"Second brother~" Princess Fenglan dragged her voice, coquettishly said to him, "The youngsters who can sit with you, except for our brothers and sisters, can only be the arrogance like Qi Annan."

The second prince patted her hand lightly, and said in a low voice: "Lan Lan, it's not like you don't know that Qi Annan is the elder brother's party. With Jiang Wangsheng, we have the confidence to fight against them."

"Just him?" Yun Fenglan's voice was sharp.

All the guests cast their gazes upon hearing this voice.

Yun Fenglan looked at the man and woman under the seat, and said, "Jiang Wangsheng, let me introduce you."

"These two are disciples of the old man Jianjia. Zhou Chengyu, Nanyanxi, seventh-rank swordsmen."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Jiang Wangsheng said politely, and continued to gobble it up.

Both Zhou Chengyu and Nan Yanxi were wearing official uniforms and looked at each other.

Zhou Chengyu asked in a low voice: "Is he the master who defeated Qi Annan?"

"It's not like that," Nan Yanxi replied.

The two walked towards Jiang Wangsheng.

Zhou Chengyu picked up a glass of wine and said, "Brother Jiang, I respect you."

"Please." Jiang Wangsheng swallowed what was in his mouth, subconsciously rubbed his clothes, and picked up his wine glass to salute.

With a light flick of Zhou Chengyu's finger, the wine glass was imbued with sword intent, like a spirit snake with long eyes, rushing towards Jiang Wangsheng.

Jiang Wangsheng didn't change his expression, he lightly touched his wine glass and bounced it back to Zhou Chengyu's hand flawlessly.

The moment the wine glass was in his hand, it seemed that a sharp sword energy swept his whole body.

In just a few breaths, Zhou Chengyu was dripping with cold sweat, drank the wine in one gulp, clasped his fists at him, and said, "Brother Jiang, I'll take it."

Jiang Wangsheng looked at him with a smile.

Nan Yanxi said: "Jiang Wangsheng, I also offer you a toast."

She stretched out her slender hand and landed on the wine glass, and the wine emptied into the air.

With a low drink, the spherical drink flew out and turned into a water sword in the air. The tip of the sword condensed, the body of the sword took shape, and the hilt manifested.

Jiang Wangsheng gently lifted the empty wine glass, poured all the sword energy of the wine into the glass, and drank it all in one gulp, "Good wine."

Nan Yanxi squeezed out a smile and nodded to him.

The second prince squinted his eyes, watched the three people's swordsmanship competition, and said in his heart: "It turns out that brilliant swordsmen are fighting swords like this. But, it seems that Jiang Wangsheng won."

The rest of the martial arts practitioners sensed the sharp sword intent and stared at the three of them motionlessly.

Zhou Chengyu said: "I heard that Brother Jiang and Junior Sister have a very close friendship."

"Huang Mengjue? It's okay." Jiang Wangsheng put down his glass and said, "It's just that I have a deep friendship with Dali Temple, and I also have a certain connection with Uncle Huang."

"So that's how it is." Zhou Chengyu smiled, poured wine for Jiang Wangsheng, picked it up himself, and handed it over, "I will definitely ask Brother Jiang for sword skills someday."

"You don't have to." Jiang Wangsheng didn't take the wine glass.

The two of them went numb, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

Nan Yanxi was the first to break the embarrassment, "Brother Jiang's swordsmanship is superb, we are all swordsmen, and we have a lot of admiration for you."

"Yes, even if we don't care about the sword, we are still friends. After all, we are all under the Second Prince's sect."

Jiang Wangsheng was about to take the wine glass, when he heard this, he hung his hand in the air again, and slowly put it into his sleeve.

The smiles on the faces of the two gradually disappeared, and turned into distressed looks, and they looked at the second prince.

Princess Fenglan said: "Jiang Wangsheng, two Jianlu disciples offered a toast to you, but you didn't accept it. Could it be that you look down on Chunqiu Jianlu?"

Jiang Wangsheng opened his mouth to defend himself, but after thinking about it carefully, he really did!
"Your Highness, don't get me wrong, we." Nan Yanxi paused, looking at Zhou Chengyu, not knowing what to say.

Zhou Chengyu didn't say a word, but looked at Jiang Wangsheng jokingly.

One of the swordsmen present took the initiative to say, "Jiang Wangsheng, even though your swordsmanship and martial arts are superb, you should not underestimate Chunqiu Jianlu."

"That's right. What kind of demeanor is the sword armor old man? The power of a sword can kill eighteen ninth-rank masters."

"Yes, on the battlefield in the north, one person guards half of the city. With the atmosphere of the city, combined with the wind and rain for half a lifetime, he defeated the tiger and ben army by [-], and established the title of sword armor." Another person echoed.

Princess Fenglan said: "After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone must be tired. Jiang Wangsheng, how about you and Zhou Chengyu, Nanyanxi compare sword skills?"

Zhou Chengyu and Nan Yanxi froze and looked at each other.

"Compare, compare!"

"Yes, see the real chapter under my hand!"

"It's a mule or a horse, pull it out!"

All the martial arts people present applauded.

The sword intent they noticed just now was actually a wisp of Jiang Wangsheng radiating slightly.

However, they mistakenly thought that Zhou Chengyu and Nan Yanxi worked together.

(End of this chapter)

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