After a long period of time, as if to confirm what Ye Xiaoying said, no guests came to Taichung for this rich man.

Xiao Se put his hands behind his back, facing the door of Qianjin Terrace, standing motionless in the hall, his face as calm as water.

Until there was a horse neighing outside the door, his expression finally relaxed and he softly uttered two words: "Here he comes."

Just listen to the Qianjintai attendant at the door excitedly report loudly: "The guests are here, Lord Lanyue is here!"

"Oh, Marquis Lan Yue is here. He is a big shot." Mr. Tu clapped his hands happily and smiled at Xiao Se.

But Xiao Se remained silent. He didn't seem very happy, but rather seemed a little disappointed.

Until a moment later, Ye Ruoyi's loud announcement came from outside the door: "The guests are here, Grand Master Dong Zhu has arrived."

Hearing this announcement, Ye Xiaoying was slightly startled, and the tea in his hand seemed to shake slightly: "Grand Master Dong Zhu? I didn't expect Chu He to invite him here."

Fang Muye smiled and asked, "Is General Ye surprised?"

Ye Xiaoying nodded and said slowly: "Grand Master Dong Zhu is a veteran of three dynasties. He has been an official for fifty years. He is honest and upright. He does not involve in party disputes and has no connections with powerful people. He only relies on his talent and the righteousness of serving the country and the people to stand in the government.

In the court, honest officials respected him, but corrupt officials feared him. When discussing matters in the court, the emperor sat on a dragon chair, but he also had a crane chair. He could sit with the emperor without having to kneel or stand. He was the king of the world.

The model of Confucian scholars is also the leader of hundreds of officials. Since he is here, the hundreds of officials in the court will also come. However, I am quite puzzled. He has always claimed that he is not involved in party strife, so why would he come to participate in such a

A very meaningful banquet?”

Mr. Tu downstairs also raised a similar question to Xiao Se: "Your Highness, I really admire you. Grand Master Dong Zhu is here, and my gambling house can welcome the world's greatest Confucian. How did you do it?"

ah?"

Xiao Se explained: "I have a sword called Xue Jian. It was the sword used by Uncle Langya when he went on an expedition. Many years ago, the Grand Master also went on an expedition with the army. At a critical moment of life and death, Uncle Langya used this sword to save him."

Tu Erye sighed: "Oh, the love between life and death is extremely precious, but you just want to trade it for a meal from the Grand Master?"

"No, I don't want him." Xiao Se said almost word for word: "What I want is civil and military officials."

Fang Muye looked downstairs, and saw Lan Yuehou walking in together with an old man with some gray hair. The wrinkles on the old man's face were like knife carvings, but his eyes were still extremely clear.

Xiao Se, Tu Erye, and Jiujiu Dao hurriedly came forward to greet them, bowed their heads respectfully to the two men and said, "Lanyue Hou, Grand Master!"

Lan Yuehou smiled slightly and responded.

Dong Zhu looked at Xiao Se, his tone full of emotion: "You are back."

Xiao Se bent down and saluted again: "Yes, I'm back."

"It's good to come back. After all, Tianqi City is your home." Dong Zhu said slowly: "However, you are better than before. As expected, it is necessary to temper yourself outside. My child, you have to understand that you are better than before."

Father’s hard work!”

Xiao Se was stunned for a moment, then nodded after hesitating: "Xiao Se remembers it."

Dong Zhu looked at Xiao Se and said: "The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the grass and trees are shaking and turning to frost. Although your name sounds a bit desolate, it also has a more artistic conception."

"Grand Master, let's take a seat." Lan Yuehou suddenly said.

Dong Zhu nodded: "Okay, take a seat."

Xiao Se turned sideways and stretched out his hand as a guide: "You two, please take a seat."

Seeing Lan Yuehou and Dong Zhu walking up to the second floor, Ye Xiaoying stood up and said with a smile: "I have thought of Lord Hou coming, but the Grand Master is also here, which is really unexpected."

Dong Zhu smiled slightly: "If the general can come, of course I can come too."

Lan Yuehou ignored Ye Xiaoying, but cupped his hands towards Fang Muye and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, we meet again, but it's different now. Yue Li is here to congratulate Brother Fang."

Fang Muye cupped his fists and returned the greeting: "You're welcome, Lord Marquis."

Seeing that Lan Yuehou, who had always been free and uninhibited, and even treated Ye Xiaoying, the general of the Beili Central Army, with such an attitude towards a person, Dong Zhu couldn't help but be slightly startled. He glanced at Fang Muye, thought for a moment, and thought in his heart

We have roughly guessed Fang Muye’s identity.

Just as Ye Xiaoying said to Fang Muye before, when Dong Zhu arrives, all the officials in the court will also arrive.

Less than a stick of incense had passed since Grand Master Dong Zhu and Lan Yuehou stepped into Qianjin Terrace. The door of Qianjin Terrace, which was originally crowded, suddenly became noisy. Guests came one after another, and the high-pitched announcements also

Never stopped.

"The guests are here! Mr. Li Ruozhong, the Minister of Household Affairs, is here!"

"The guests are here! Lord Zhou De, Minister of the Ministry of Justice, is here!"

"The guests are here! Lord Wu Jingcheng, Minister of the Ministry of War, is here!"

"The guests are here! Mr. Xuande Zhong, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, is here!"

"The guests are here! Mr. Xu Weicheng, the Minister of Rites, is here!"

"The guests are here! Master Zhu Yumo, Minister of Industry, is here!"

…

In just half an hour, almost all the officials of rank four and above in Tianqi City arrived one after another, and the originally empty Qianjin Terrace suddenly became extremely lively. Both the hall and the second floor were almost full.

The six ministers, the seven censors of Yushitai, the minister of Dali Temple, the Grand Scholar of Longtuge, and other high-ranking officials in the court all went up to the second floor and bowed respectfully to Dong Zhu, Lan Yuehou and Ye Xiaoying. When they saw Fang Muye

At this time, everyone was suspicious and secretly guessed his identity.

After a long time, Lan Yuehou got up and went downstairs, walked to Xiao Se, and reminded softly: "Chuhe, the grand master has been waiting for a long time, and the others are also a little impatient. No matter how delicious the tea from Qianjintai is,

You can't keep drinking. If you continue like this, if the Grand Master doesn't say anything, someone will make an issue of your disrespect for the Grand Master."

Xiao Se lowered his head and said, "I know."

"Then when will you hold the banquet?" Lan Yuehou asked.

"One stick of incense." Xiao Se whispered: "Give me one more time to burn the incense."

"You want to wait for those two people?" Lan Yuehou shook his head: "They won't come. They won't give up so easily."

Xiao Se sighed softly: "That's it."

He turned around and said to Second Master Tu: "Second Master, let's have a banquet."

Tu Er Ye nodded, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Open..."

"Wait." A gentle voice suddenly interrupted him.

The voice was very gentle and made people feel comfortable listening to it, but when the two words were spoken, Tu Erye's words were abruptly cut off.

Tu Erye opened his mouth, obviously still moving, but no sound came out.

"It's really haunted." Tu Erye cursed in his heart.

Everyone looked at the door where the sound came from at the same time, and saw an old Taoist priest slowly walking in from the door holding a little Taoist boy.

In an instant, the whole place fell silent, and even Dong Zhu stood up.

"Although I didn't say it, I didn't say it couldn't be said. Why are you in such a hurry to have a banquet? You can't wait for me?" The old Taoist reached out and touched the head of the little Taoist boy next to him, and continued: "Our little Zitong wants to eat.

I will bring him here to eat at this rare imperial banquet. Do you have any objections? The old man walks slowly and has delayed everyone."

None of the officials in the court or the great tycoons of Tianqi dared to answer the question.

Only Xiao Se lowered his head and said: "The Imperial Master is here, the golden platform is shining brightly, please take a seat!"

Qi Tianchen led the little Taoist boy up to the second floor. All the officials on the second floor wanted to go forward to say hello, but Qi Tianchen waved gently, and those who had just stood up, or had taken a few steps, all retreated to their original places in an instant.

The officials were not surprised, but the next scene shocked them greatly.

They saw Qi Tianchen slap his head at the young man they met for the first time, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Fang, you are fine."

Fang Muye replied: "Master Qi Tian, ​​long time no see."

Qi Tianchen smiled, took the little Taoist boy and sat down on the table between Fang Muye and Dong Zhu.

Grand Master Dong sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect to see the Imperial Master here."

Qi Tianchen touched the little Taoist boy's head and said with a smile: "I want to say that it was really my little apprentice who clamored to come, so I came. Grand Master, do you believe it or not?"

"Nonsense, you are greedy yourself, Jian Zheng." The little Taoist boy named Zi Tong said dissatisfied.

Dong Zhu looked at the little Taoist boy and found that his pupils were really purple. He couldn't help but be shocked: "Being born with purple pupils is indeed something special."

"This is not special." Hua Jin said coldly: "This is a disease."

Master Dong was stunned for a moment, but Qi Tianchen nodded: "It is indeed an illness."

Zi Tong glanced at Hua Jin with dissatisfaction: "Can you cure it?"

"It can be cured." Hua Jin shook his hand slightly, and three silver needles were already in his hand.

Zi Tong quickly shrank towards Qi Tianchen.

Qi Tianchen touched Zi Tong's head and asked Fang Muye: "Fellow Daoist Fang, who is this little girl?"

Fang Muye smiled and said, "She is my new disciple, Hua Jin."

"It turns out he is Ling Gao's disciple." Qi Tianchen smiled at Hua Jin: "Young lady really has a way to heal my little disciple?"

"Of course there is a way." Hua Jin nodded and said confidently: "I heard about this disease from my master. Well, my other master said that people born with purple eyes can see things that ordinary people can't see, but the eyes are the heart, and evil spirits

What enters the eyes is what enters the heart. People with purple eyes are often extremely intelligent, but their lives are short-lived. If Master can heal, I can naturally heal too."

Qi Tianchen asked curiously: "I wonder who the little girl's other master is?"

Hua Jin replied crisply: "Yao Wang Gu Xin Baicao."

Qi Tianchen laughed: "The little girl turns out to be the little miracle doctor of Yaowang Valley. Dr. Xin is also an old friend of mine. I haven't seen him for many years."

Zi Tong glanced around and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Jian Zheng, why aren't you serving food yet?"

Qi Tianchen scratched his head: "Don't worry, the master is still waiting for someone."

Zi Tong asked again: "Who are you waiting for?"

Qi Tianchen said quietly: "His brother."

"Oh, we should wait then. Okay, I'm not in a hurry." Zi Tong lowered her head.

At this moment, the high-pitched voice of the attendant at Qianjintai at the door sounded again.

"The guests are here! Your Highness, Prince Bai, is here!"
Chapter completed!