The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

During this period, the Suo family saw several people from different countries constantly walking around in different areas of the castle. They all had their own independent activity areas for their families, and they were very high-end and luxurious.

There is actually a black family among them, they still have their own independent living area, the same high-end luxury, Solo naturally does not have the good habit of racial discrimination, but Nima, I don’t discriminate against you, and you can’t discriminate against me. ?

When the night came, the mysterious owner of the castle held a grand welcome ceremony. Amidst the feasting and feasting, the slow music flowed in the castle, and several of the most famous French music masters personally prepared for the banquet playing.

The Suo family was not in the ranks of the banquet. Not only did they not get an invitation, but they didn't even have a serving servant. Because the servants were too busy coming in and out, the Suo family was forgotten in the servants' living area of ​​the ancient castle. .

At the same time, what can't be hidden from the monsters of the Suo family is that the participants of the new family this time are not only the Suo family, but also an ancient family in Europe, but this family is among those invited to the banquet...

"Paralysis, what's the matter?" Si Sheng was most unhappy.

"Boss, these foreign devils are so hateful, why don't we even provide food for us as guests? And I smell ten years of red wine..." Four Saints asked pretending to be heartless.

"What do you eat? Does Wu Sheng need it?" Solo gave Hu Sheng Lun Bing a big roll of his eyes after asking the question, and there was a wretched smile on his face, still kind, but he was very uncomfortable in his heart.

The banquet lasted until very late, when a servant came and asked the Solo family to eat in the kitchen.Go to the kitchen to eat?Nima, what is enough?

"I'm not hungry……"

"Me too……"

"Me too……"

……

There was a sound of hunger from the crowd.

The servant still seemed to want to insist: "Uh-wah, uh-wah, uh-wah..." He said a lot.

"What is he talking about?" Solo asked the interpreter.

The translator had a weird face, hesitating to speak.

"Fuck, are you a brother? Are you from Huaxia? If so, don't hide it..." Solo gave the translator a big roll of his eyes.

The translator has long seen Solo's style of dealing with things, and he has a good impression of Solo. At the same time, as a confidant of the Shi family, he naturally understands the nature of the Suo family, so he couldn't be angry, so he said:

"The servant of the old castle said that there are still a lot of unsealed old red wine left in the event. If we don't mind, we can have a few glasses..."

"Hehe... Numb, tell these foreign devils, I already mind..." Solo smiled happily and obscenely.

So the translator immediately translated in French: "Our Patriarch said, thank you for your kindness. These few days are the Suo family's fasting day, and you can't eat. Please pay high respects to your Patriarch. Please go back!"

Naturally, Solo couldn't understand what the translator said, but there were two of them who not only understood French, but also were more "pissy" than the translator (Northeast dialect, which means awesome, awesome).

Who are these two people?Naturally, it was Lafayette Qian Jinguo and Wu Nier, the two monsters, but on this occasion, they couldn't say anything.

After hearing what the translator said, the servant gave the Suo family a look of contempt and left, because they were not even eligible to attend the banquet, so the servant would naturally not take the Suo family seriously, it would be better if they didn't go, they can enjoy a good time pause.

So the servant invited some of the most famous musicians in France and took them to taste the red wine left at the banquet. What made the servant very excited was that there were still a few unopened bottles of red wine left at the banquet. Come down, have time to get out and sell for a good price.

The servant left, and everyone went back to the room to rest. They kept turning their eyes around and wondering what they were thinking. Finally, he left the room and went directly to Mengzhang, the eldest of the four sages.

But what Bujie didn't expect was that the four sages were all there, and the relationship between Bujie and the four sages was not ordinary. He had been in the capital for a long time, and he led the four sages out to cause trouble for a while.

Not only that, although the age of not quitting is about the same as Solo, his cultivation base is much higher than that of the Four Saints. As far as his aptitude is concerned, I am afraid that among all of China, he recognizes him as the fourth, and no one else Dare to admit the third.Naturally, there is still a big gap between him and Solo and Wu Nier.

In terms of aptitude alone, he was no worse than Bai Xue, and a little higher than Tang Ling.

The four sages were sitting together and sulking, when they saw Bujie walk in, the four old urchins immediately surrounded him: "Bad boy, why are you here, we were going to find you..." The old three sparrows, Sheng Lingguang With excitement shining in his eyes, he spoke.

"Wh...why do you want me? Do you want to hear me chant scriptures?" Bujie jumped up, made a diving leap, and fell heavily on the bed, almost crushing the mahogany bed.

"Would you do it?" the fourth martial artist Zhiming asked teasingly.

"Uh...'Namo Amitabha' I always say..." Bujie argued with a blushing face.

"Pfft..." Four Saints finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and his suppressed mood finally improved a lot.

"Bad boy, you must have heard the phrase 'the master humiliates the minister to death'..." Zhi Ming, the fourth martial sage, asked again.

"Wu Sheng, I understand what you say. Today our boss, a wretched man, has been humiliated. Of course, we retainers can't just swallow this breath. That's why I came here..." Bujie's face immediately Twisting up, he spoke.

"That's right. We are looking for you. We stole their red wine and gave it to Xiao Zhao. He loves to drink red wine. If there is any extra, the old wretched man Long Wu will take some back..." The boss Sanque Sheng Lingguang said.

"Fuck... can you be smarter? Stealing things? Isn't that embarrassing for the Suo family? Can this work..." Bujie said.

After hearing Bujie's words, the four sages looked stunned. What Bujie said was right, even if the owner here had a golden mountain, he couldn't move it, otherwise Solo would really lose his face.

"Then what are you talking about?" the second tiger Sheng Lunbing asked.

"What's wrong? Fuck, I'm also planning to come to discuss this matter with you... How about... How about we go out and investigate, and decide what to do at any time, what do you think?" If you don't quit, you can't think of a good way.

"Okay..." Sisheng nodded in agreement.

Just after one o'clock in the morning, when all the members of the big family who had been crazy all night fell asleep, five black shadows turned into lightning and disappeared in the castle.

The owner of the castle is an out-and-out Frenchman, and the name of the family is the Bourbon family. No one can feel unfamiliar with this family.

The Bourbon family is a large family with transnational control. It has ruled Navarre, France, Spain, Naples, Sicily, Luxembourg, and several Italian duchies intermittently in European history. It is a transnational dynastic family.