I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The Prince's Mansion of Dongyang County is a lineage of nobles who founded the country, and it has stood erect for hundreds of years in Fengyang Kingdom.

The marriage of the only legitimate daughter is a grand event in Shenjing.

There are a lot of people that Lao Bai needs to know, but they are all famous and honorable, and one cannot favor one over another. The masters sent by the county palace to drink have changed four times.

Zhou Yi always had a smile on his face from the beginning to the end, allowing as much wine to enter his stomach, and it was refined in an instant.

Lao Bai said via voice transmission: "Old Zhou, you should pretend to be drunk so as not to let others notice."

"Wait a little longer."

Zhou Yi closed his eyes and sensed carefully, if there was any murderous intent, it moved with Lao Bai's movement.

Those who have been in the rivers and lakes have not had many enemies, but they dared to make trouble when the county king married his daughter, and I don't know if Lao Bai provoked his daughter or his wife.

Zhou Yi wasn't sure how the opponent would make a move, and he didn't fully grasp the distance, so he eliminated the crisis invisible.

finally.

There are two to three hundred people in the county mansion who know all the old relatives and old friends. Zhou Yi is very suspicious of Lao Bai's free and easy temperament, and he probably has almost forgotten it.

There are two banquet halls, one large and one small.

The big banquet hall is for the relatives of the old Bai people and the nobles of the county king's mansion, and the small banquet hall entertains people from the rivers and lakes.

Chaotang despises Jianghu's rudeness, Jianghu despises Chaotang's hypocrisy, and the separate receptions are in the favor of the guests on both sides.

The moment Zhou Yi stepped into the small banquet hall, he found the murderous intent. There was a table in the southeast corner. It seemed that two people were drinking in silence, and they glanced at Lao Bai from time to time.

The first few tables were alright, and they all gave Lao Bai and the county prince's house face.

Until I met the white-haired Taoist who occupied the whole table alone, no one dared to approach, and poured himself a drink.

The old man ignored Lao Bai, and looked at Zhou Yi coldly: "This is the blood prison old devil?"

Zhou Yi smiled and poured wine for the old Taoist: "They are all nicknames, not worth mentioning."

The old man stared blankly at the jug. The others either didn't pay attention or were far away. They didn't know how straight the jug was, and the wine flowed out by itself.

Steadily filled the wine glass without spilling a drop.

"Ahem!"

The old Taoist coughed twice, and Chunfeng Huayu smiled: "The poor Taoist has heard about the great name for a long time, and he has long wanted to make friends. When he passes by Jingyun Mansion in the future, Changchun Temple sweeps the couch to welcome him."

Such a meticulous method is likely to be a great achievement of internal refining viscera, and it may reach the pinnacle in the future.

Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted, and those who are in the rivers and lakes are even less willing to make enemies, especially old and frail masters.

"The Taoist priest came to the prison...forget it, and make an invitation to the Taoist priest when you have time."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, but his mind was locked on the southeast corner at any time.

The old-fashioned breath is already the top master in the world, but those two are still young, but they are even stronger.

Lao Bai went all the way to toast without noticing any danger until he reached the table in the southeast corner.

"A few friends from the rivers and lakes came from afar, and Bai was overwhelmed..."

The voice stopped suddenly, and Lao Bai's face turned pale first, then red and then green, and subconsciously took two steps back, letting Zhou Yi stand in front.

"The prostitute!"

"lecher!"

There were two women's crackling sounds, two sword lights bloomed, one pointed at Laobai's neck, and the other took three straight lines.

"female?"

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, and flicked the edge of the sword with his fingers.

Terrifying power spread to the wrists, the two women let out a cry of pain, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Such a change has alarmed many guests, and the master of the county palace who was secretly protecting them leapt and surrounded the two women, posing as if to capture them alive.

Unexpectedly, the woman's lightness kungfu is mysterious, one flies across the sky, and the other is unpredictable, and she escapes from the banquet hall in an instant, and her whereabouts are unknown.

Zhou Yi had hidden his achievements and fame, and had already left the small banquet hall. Before he left, he couldn't help asking curiously through sound transmission.

"Who are these two women? With such martial arts cultivation at such a young age, they may break through the innate in the future!"

Lao Bai didn't want to answer at first, but Zhou Yi kept sending voices, nagging and urging him, and said helplessly, "One is the elder sister of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and the other is the saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sect..."

"**!"

Zhou Yi regretted meddling in his own business, so he should let this scumbag overturn at the wedding.

...

Grand Ballroom.

The Zhouyi task was completed, and he found a corner to sit down and rest.

At this time, most of the banquet was over, the elders in the venue had already left, and the rest were young people with good wine and excitement.

Originally, they were all insolent, and when they were drunk, they no longer had any scruples about speaking.

The son of Dingcheng Bo's family said: "Have you heard that a few days ago, there were many vacancies in the northern border, and His Majesty intends to promote nobles."

"Northern Xinjiang is bitterly cold and desolate, do you want to suffer there?"

It was the son of Marquis Weiyuan who spoke: "In a few days, there will be new transfers in the Beijing camp. This is a really good opportunity!"

"Beijing camp is too expensive!"

"A guerrilla general costs 100,000 taels. How many years will it take to get back the money."

"Northern Xinjiang is much cheaper. I heard that Dutong is only 20,000 taels."

"You can buy everything. If you spend a few thousand taels more, in exchange for being on duty at the Armaments Supervision, that's the real big profit!"

"..."

What you say and what I say, purely treat military affairs as business.

The son of Marquis Weiyuan shook his head and said, "You know what the hell... the northern frontier army had a few fights with Dayong. It seemed to be a small conflict. It's uncertain when a war will start!"

Hearing this, everyone immediately stopped thinking about going to northern Xinjiang.

It is good to earn money by doing business, but what is more important is life. With the background of their family, several generations will not lose the family business.

"Now that His Majesty intends to support the nobles, we must seize this opportunity, at least to get a general with real power. Only a title with military power in hand is a real title!"

The son of Marquis Weiyuan said: "It is worth how much money it takes to manage it. This is a long-term business. The imperial court allocates millions of taels of silver every year, and one day they will get it back."

"Brother Liang is right."

"Then I have made an appointment, and we will go to the Beijing camp to serve His Majesty together!"

"My father scolds me every day for not doing my job properly. Let's go to be a general today, and let's feel proud."

"We, the honorable ones, are the ones who will live with the country. Anyone will rebel, but we will not!"

"Be careful what you say!"

"..."

These young masters were so drunk that they already took the positions in the Beijing camp into their arms, but in fact it wasn't much worse, after all, the family had a deep relationship and they were willing to spend money on it.

Zhou Yi listened silently for a while, then got up and left the table.

"It's no wonder that these people take state affairs as their business. Most things in the world are business. Loyalty and betrayal are as much as prosperity and decline."

Some people choose betrayal and decline, maybe there is no other choice!

How could Emperor Hongchang not know that these honorable sons and gentlemen are like shit, not to mention lining up troops, they can't even remember how many soldiers there are under his command, let alone leading troops to fight.

Sometimes, waste is reassuring to use.

They can drink soldiers' blood, earn money, and do business, but they won't rebel!

"The storm is about to rise again, I hope..."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, he didn't know what to hope for for a while, was there a rebellion or a smooth transition?

before leaving.

I gave Lao Bai a congratulatory gift that I had prepared for a long time. The hand-polished jade plaque was made of ordinary materials and carving techniques, but the bright red color in it was quite unique.

Zhou Yi didn't know how to refine weapons, so he simply used his magic power to force a drop of blood into the jade.

They are connected by blood, no matter how many hundreds or thousands of years have passed, they will be able to recognize this jade tablet!