Chapter 693 – That’s right, it’s Submissive!
Hundreds of guards escorted Prince Chen Zhongqi into the Ming Fa Si, causing everyone’s expression to change. A few days ago, a rumor had spread out from the palace that His Majesty was going to cripple Chen Zhongqi’s title of nobility. Aesult, during this period of time, all the large families and Chen Zhongqi had basically cut off all connections, afraid that they might enrage him.
Under the surprised gazes of those people, Chen Zhongqi looked calm and composed.
“Who is that?”
Gu Qianye could not help but ask when she saw the man walk in. The atmosphere in the entire Ming Fa Si turned strange.
Xu Bai Lei, who was sitting beside her gritted her teeth and replied: “Chen Zhongqi!”
These three words were full of resentment.
Gu Qianye subconsciously looked towards An Zheng, but An Zheng didn’t seem to have any change in expression at all. He continued to sit there, sipping his tea and looking down on his surroundings. Gu Qianye stretched out his hand and shook An Zheng’s hand. An Zheng smiled.
Tantai Qing, the Assistant Minister of Revenue, and a bunch of officials immediately went forward to receive him. No matter what, Chen Zhongqi was still a prince of the Great Xi and was the son of the Sacred Emperor. As ministers, they naturally had to follow the rules. The group went up to pay their respects, “Greetings, Your Highness.”
Chen Zhongqi did not say anything, and ignored them, directly walking into the Ming Fa Si Main Hall, going through the crowd and looking at Ye Wen. He arrived in front of the seat of honor, which was still placed to the north of the hall, stopped and held his breath. Then, amidst a series of exclamations, he kneeled down and heavily kowtowed.
He rose to his feet, turned, and strode off.
Not a word.
No one knew what exactly happened, and before they could even think about it, Chen Zhongqi had already turned around and left. He didn’t even turn his head around. However, everyone felt as if their hearts were blocked by a rock, an indescribable feeling. The distinguished Prince of Da Xi, upon entering the Ming Fa Si, kowtowed deeply before turning around to leave.
Gu Qianye looked at An Zheng, and the corner of her mouth slightly rose, revealing an irrepressible sneer.
Hundreds of people rushed over with whistling sounds. It made everyone present dumbstruck. After a long while, everyone finally recovered a little, but when they looked at the people around them, they were all shocked and confused.
When this news reached the First Extreme Palace, Chen Wunuo, who was currently reviewing a memorial, paused for a moment, then laughed: “My son, is not someone who will sit still and wait for death.”
He wasn’t angry, nor was he angry. He continued to read the imperial reports as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, the steward, Su Ruhai, who had followed behind Chen Wunuo for many years already had a somewhat pale complexion. Only he could tell that the stroke that Chen Wunuo had drawn was a bit heavier than usual.
The Ming Fa Si Auction House was already in the prime of its glory.
Xu Bai Lei had been sitting beside Gu Qianye for a long time, but she felt apologetic. There was nothing here that she could afford to buy, and since Gu Qianye had already given her what she wanted, she stood up to take her leave. Gu Qianye did not ask for more, she only gave her the address, telling her to stay with her more in the future. Xu Bai Lei thanked him and left. Before she left, she couldn’t help but look at An Zheng a few more times. An Zheng only politely nodded slightly, and did not say anything else.
“You are quite carefree.”
After Xu Bai Lei left, Gu Qianye said with an unsightly expression: “I keep having the feeling that something is going to happen here today.”
An Zheng crossed his legs and lightly tapped his finger on his knee: “Under such heavy pressure, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
There was no need to be afraid if he just said ‘love’. There was a deep meaning that only a few people could understand.
Because there were simply too many items being auctioned, each item represented the history of the Ming Fa Si. Therefore, these items that were not sold had their own buyers. After that, An Zheng also did not make a move, as if he was no longer interested in anything else.
After another two hours, the first day’s auction had ended, but all of the guests had been left behind by Niu Zhong for dinner inside Ming Fa Si. An Zheng originally did not want to stay, but with Niu Zhong’s repeated invitations, it would not be good for him to leave. After all, he still had to deal with Niu Zhong and the others in the future.
Just as the dishes were being served, a few more people came in from outside. The young man walking at the front was strutting around. He wore a grey robe, and didn’t seem to have any status on him. On his shoulder was a large marten cloak that fluttered back when he walked in. He had a very good figure and had the waist of a Tiger Back Ape, giving off a sense of majesty. His hair was tied back at random, and his face wasn’t exactly soft, but it had a certain hardness to it.
Behind him were four men who were also dressed in plain clothes. Each of them had a black scabbard and a long blade tied to their backs. The blade looked very wide, and the head was slanted. It was completely different from the long blade in the Central Plains. When these people entered, it was as if they didn’t fit in with the group of richly dressed people in the room.
“Who is this?”
“Who is this, daring to bring a blade inside?!”
The waiters did not know who it was and went over to stop them. “Esteemed guests, if you are going to the banquet, please unequip your weapons.”
The sabre user standing behind the young man replied indifferently, “People of the Yuwen Clan will not be able to take out their weapons, and their sabers will not be taken down.”
The shop assistant was stunned for a moment and did not dare to say another word.
Yuwen Wuchen, who was sitting down, stood up and walked over with a smile on his face. “Brother, why have you come as well?”
Yuwen Wuming laughed, and looked at his sister with a gentle gaze: “Your Majesty said that within the Ming Fa Si, there are many Da Xi famous people, and wanted me to pay a visit to them. “We have been living in the land of the west for generations, and we have little to do with you all. We must walk well.”
When everyone heard that it was the Yuwen Clan’s leading figure, Yuwen Wuming, they all stood up to welcome him. Everyone present was no fool. Yuwen Clan had been living in Longxi for a long time, although they had never asked for any court matters or paid attention to the martial arts world, but could the defence of the Northwest Buddha Country be lacking the full support of Yuwen Clan? Back then, when the Yuwen Clan had retreated to the northwest, the first generation of Sacred Emperor had sent them back three thousand miles. Up until now, only Yuwen Clan had enjoyed this glory.
Tantai Qing, the Assistant Minister of Revenue, hurriedly invited Yuwen Wuming to take a seat. Yuwen Wuming shook his head and asked, “Who is Taoist Master Chen Liuxi?”
Tantai Qing pointed to the place An Zheng was sitting. “That is the successor of the Hollow Jade Temple, Taoist Chen Liuxi.”
Yuwen Wuming nodded: “I’ll sit with you.”
After saying that, he walked over in large strides and sat down in the empty seat opposite to An Zheng. The spectators all felt that something was wrong, but no one dared to say anything. Many people felt that Yuwen Wuming did not know how to be polite. To be so reckless, it was truly a disgrace to the Yuwen Clan. But for the people from the northwest, it was unlike the people from the Central Plains who paid particular attention to it, and Yuwen Wuming did not feel that there was anything disrespectful about what he did.
After Yuwen Wuming sat down, he cupped his fists towards An Zheng and said: “Your Majesty said that although I am young, I am actually one of the best out of the new disciples of the martial arts world. Let me get closer to you.”
He raised his hand. “Give me some wine.”
Tantai Qing’s subordinate, the official in charge of the account immediately brought a jug of wine over. When Yuwen Wuming saw it, he frowned, “This wine is as clear as water, what kind of wine is it? It’s not hot, it’s not cold, it’s not hot, it’s not strong, and it’s not a good wine. Give me my wine. ”
The four swordsmen standing behind him took out two large bags of liquor from their waists and placed them on the table. Instantly, they piled up like a small mountain. Yuwen Wuming picked up a bag of wine and threw it at An Zheng.
That bag of wine must have weighed at least five catties, and it was from the northwest. The people of Central Plains drink wine, wine is more warm and mellow feeling. And for the people of the Northwest, the hotter the liquor, the better it was. If they did not use the Cultivation Power to resist, it was likely that only a few people in the Central Plains would be able to withstand the strength of half a kilogram of the Northwest Wine.
An Zheng opened the bag and laughed: “Thank you, Young Noble Yuwen.”
The two of them looked at each other, then raised their wine bags and poured it into their mouths at the same time. Everyone was shocked when they saw the two of them gulping down the five catties of liquor at the same time. Moreover, in such an occasion, whoever used their martial arts to expel the power of the wine, would obviously lose.
After drinking the wine, Yuwen Wuming laughed out loud. His face seemed to have gained a bit of redness, and became even more heroic. He then picked up a bag of wine and threw it at An Zheng, “My lord, you have good alcohol tolerance! I like it! ”
The two of them each took a bag of wine and gulped it down without even pausing. If it were anyone else, they would have been burned to death long ago. Other than a slight redness on their faces, the two of them did not have any other reactions.
It seemed as if Yuwen Wuming hadn’t met an opponent who drank wine for a very long time. Even in the Northwest Region, who knew how many people would fall to the ground if they drank wine like this and drank at least ten kilograms. The men under him were all men who looked like fugitives after drawing their sabers. They all drank wine and became fugitives. However, even if one was able to drink it, five pounds was the limit.
“Good wine!” “Good opponent!”
Yuwen Wuming suddenly stood up, raised both of his arms, and the marten cloak floated backwards. The swordsman behind him caught it and held it in his arms.
“There’s good wine and no good meat. This table of dishes looks exquisite and rich, but it’s not a good dish for alcohol at all.”
Yuwen Wuming stepped onto the chair with one foot, and with a casual wave, all the dishes on the table were swept to the side. With a wave of his hand, two attendants brought in a large chunk of bloody meat. With a bang, they placed it on the table. The blood was still dripping and the smell of blood immediately wafted into the air.
“On the way here, I killed a demonic beast. I don’t know where it came from, but its strength is extremely powerful. Calculating all of them, they are cultivators at the peak of the Higher Completion Stage. ”
Yuwen Wuming pointed to the meat: “Leader, do you dare to accompany me to eat?”
An Zheng smiled: If you drink wine, why can’t you eat meat?
Yuwen Wuming said: “Awesome!”
He actually split the table apart and then set it up to roast. The room was filled with smoke. Who knew how many people could stand the smell and started coughing. Before the meat was roasted, An Zheng and Yuwen Wuming each drank another five catties of strong wine. By the time the aroma of meat reached his nose, he had finished the last two bags of wine.
“Bring me more wine!”
Immediately, attendants brought wineskin in from outside and piled it next to An Zheng and the others. It looked very scary.
The two of them used knives to cut the meat and drank the wine. Later on, they ate without a care in the world. An Zheng took out an item from the Blood Pearl’s space and carelessly threw it over: “This meat is already insufficient, I will provide you with another piece. This was the meat of the Dantian Qi Sea on Qiong Qi’s body, and it contained the densest amount of energy. Yuwen Wuming’s eyes lit up: This meat is good!
The two of them sat in the room, not caring about anything else as they gobbled meat and drank wine. Gu Qianye stood at the side with a worried look on his face. After all, she seemed to have never drunk wine like this before. Yuwen Wuchen, who was standing behind Yuwen Wuming, looked red in the face, and the gaze he used to look at An Zheng had a different look to it.
It was unknown how much wine the two of them drank, but their stomachs slightly bulged. Yuwen Wuming drank to his heart’s content and grabbed An Zheng’s wrist. “After drinking, how can there not be a woman accompanying you? I heard that there are many beautiful women in Jinling.
An Zheng shook his head: “I’m not going!”
Yuwen Wuming’s face changed: You’re not going?
An Zheng: “Not going.”
Yuwen Wuming said loudly: “Accompany me when you drink, accompany me when you eat meat, why aren’t you accompanying this brothel? “You’re not afraid of alcohol or meat, are you afraid of sleeping women?”
An Zheng laughed, “That’s right, what you need to do is to submit!”
Gu Qianye burst out laughing, her smile like a flower. Yuwen Wuchen chuckled, she was as beautiful as a fairy.
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