Attending the Banquet

Author: I'm not Zhao Gao

Attending the Banquet

Cat demon, rabbit demon?

Ren Pingsheng looked confused and didn't understand what he was saying.

Seeing this, Chen Zhiming asked in surprise: "Have the prince raised a banshee?"

If Xiao Heizi is a mother, he would have raised one.

This thought came to Ren Pingsheng's mind and replied: "It is rare to see the demon clan in the northern border."

Chen Zhiming looked dazed, then raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "When the prince is free, he can go to Baihua Building, the banshee inside has a unique taste."

When suppressing bandits, I heard from the officers of the Demon Suppressing Office that more than Baihua Building was a well-known brothel in the inner city. It was a privately opened and a real gold-selling cave.

Ren Pingsheng asked: "Who is the banshee?"

Chen Zhiming smiled and introduced: "It's the banshee clan... The prince may not know that when the demon clan transforms into shape, it can retain certain characteristics of the beast body, such as the beast ears and the beast tail, and it is quite interesting to play with it.

In addition, different banshees have different experiences. For example, cat demons, their arrogant temperament is engraved in their bones. After buying it, they enjoy the process of slowly taming it.

For example, the rabbit demon was timid by nature. When he touched its rabbit's ear, he was so scared that he shivered all over, which was a different feeling."

Ren Pingsheng fell into silence when he heard this.

He is not the Virgin, but when he hears the weak being raised and played with them, he has no charm in his heart.

Aside.

Chen Zhiming observed his expression and said nothing more, changing the topic: "By the way, has the prince heard that the emperor planned to select the top ten Xia Miao and give a reward?"

How to choose such a change in summer seedlings?

Ren Pingsheng was a little confused and was about to ask, but he explained: "It was still sorted according to the number of killing demon clans. At that time, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy recorded it in front of the mysterious mirror, so the numbers he recorded were based on.

As expected, the prince should be the first, the second academy should be the young master Baiping, the third academy might be the young master Xiao, or the strange man carrying the coffin."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhiming was quite moved.

Before Xia Miao, who would have thought that the one who won the first place was the Prince of Zhenbei.

Those who bet in the gambling house are probably going to lose money.

All I can say is that things are impermanent.

After sighing for a while, looking up, I suddenly realized that there was Zuihua Pavilion in front of me, and I reminded me: "Criminal, that's right in front of me."

Ren Pingsheng gently pulled the reins, controlled the horse to stop, and looked up.

I saw an exquisitely shaped attic next to a gurgling river, with vibrant green bamboos and strange-shaped stones dotted between them.

It can be regarded as unique.

Aside.

Chen Zhiming introduced: "Zuihua Pavilion is in many restaurants in the capital. Its podium and furnishings are well-known. Its reputation mainly depends on delicious food, opera, song and dance... The prince will know when he goes in."

While talking.

The two of them turned over and dismounted and walked towards the attic.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a half-old Xu girl greeted her, with her face covered with powder, showing a look of embarrassment: "Young Marquis, you're here. I have to ask you to make an idea for something."

Chen Zhiming said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Two guests came this morning and said they were coming here to taste the Eight Eccentrics of my house. I told them that Zuihua Pavilion was booked by a distinguished guest and did not accept outsiders. They were both involved.

After a lot of truth, I can't tell them, so I..."

Half-old Xu's shopkeeper said this and lowered his head.

Chen Zhiming glanced at her sideways: "Did you let them in?"

The shopkeeper said: "Those two guests don't look like they are provoked, I'm..."

"What do you mean is that I look so bullied?" Chen Zhiming's tone became cold.

The shopkeeper showed a panic on his face and said hurriedly: "I, I have no such intention..."

Chen Zhiming interrupted her and scolded her loudly: "Do you know that the ones I invite today are all distinguished guests. If there is a problem, I can afford to take care of it!"

"I know I am wrong, so I will drive them away now."

The shopkeeper was completely panicked and turned around and was about to leave.

At this time.

A gentle voice came from behind.

"It's just two individual guests. Just let them finish their meals sooner and leave sooner, so there's no need to worry."

Chen Zhiming and Ren Pingsheng turned their heads and saw a simple-dressed young man standing there, looking at him in his thirties, holding a folding fan in his hand, graceful, which was exactly the Three Sage Kings they were talking about just now—

—King of Jin.

"It was clear that Zuihua Pavilion had breached the contract first, but this dog said this, but I seemed petty and disgusting!"

Chen Zhiming suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and bowed expressionlessly: "Gourmet to His Highness King Jin."

Ren Pingsheng bowed: "His Royal Highness of Jin."

“No need to be polite.”

The King of Jin showed a gentle smile on his face, looked at Chen Zhiming, and praised: "You have volunteered to your father to go to the southern border to kill monsters. I have heard that this is very good. The court lacks the courage and strategy of you.

A loyal and brave man willing to charge for the court!”

Chen Zhiming bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness."

A stiff tone and a cold attitude.

The King of Jin didn't care about this, turned to look at Ren Pingsheng and smiled and said, "During Xia Miaoshi, I have been brave enough to kill monsters in my life. I witnessed it throughout the journey. The father of tiger has no dog and son. It's really good. With the King of Zhenbei, I can protect it.

My northern border of Great Zhou will be in danger for a hundred years.”

"Your Highness is wronged, I am ashamed of you."

He did not hit the smiling person, even if he had no good feelings for King Jin, Ren Pingsheng still responded politely.

Afterwards, he exchanged a few more greetings and walked into Zuihua Pavilion.

Inside the Zuihua Pavilion.

The lobby is large and there are more than twenty tables and chairs neatly placed.

At this moment, dozens of invited Wuxun's children had arrived, in groups of three or two, talking and laughing.

I don't know who called out: "Crown Prince."

Everyone's eyes looked at Ren Pingsheng, and they all signaled, showing quite enthusiastic.

"The prince is here!"

"The prince must be prepared today, and he will not return without getting drunk."

As far as the eyes are concerned, most of the children of Wuxun who fought side by side on the hunting ground, so they are not considered to be divorced.

Ren Pingsheng responded one by one with a smile on his face.

Aside.

Seeing that he was ignored, King Jin's eyes sank, but he didn't say anything.

After half an incense stick.

Only then did someone discover that the prince was the King of Jin and they all bowed.

"Meet the King of Jin."

Compared to greeting Ren Pingsheng just now, I am much colder.

The King of Jin was as always, smiling and nodding slightly.

After a while.

The three of them walked in front.

The King of Jin stood beside the master's seat, looked at them, and invited with a smile: "Xisheng, Zhiming, you are with me."

Chen Zhiming said: "Your Highness has a total of six tables. There are six princes attending the banquet today. It is better for me and the prince to sit in the guest room."

When the King of Jin heard this, he thought about it and nodded slightly: "That's it."

Chen Zhiming bowed and took Ren Pingsheng to another table.

As soon as he sat down, he sneered disdainfully and said coldly: "Ha, hypocrite, he is really prominent."

He was still worried about the incident just now.

Ren Pingsheng picked up the teacup, took a sip, but did not answer the conversation.
To be continued...