The prince is very fierce

On the second day of winter, King Wu celebrates his birthday.

King Wu is the oldest among the seven vassal kings. Over the years, he has managed Jiangnan in an orderly manner and has a high prestige in the court. The vassal kings from all over the country and the city of Chang'an have sent envoys to celebrate his birthday. The nearby kings of Yu, The King of Wei also sent his nephew to come over in person.

Because of the floods in recent months, there were many homeless people inside and outside the city who were hungry. In order to appease the people, the birthday banquet was not decorated with lights and colorful decorations all over the city. The banquet was just held at Prince Wu's Mansion by the West Lake.

It was just afternoon, and the long and wide street outside Yuhuang Mountain was filled with cars and sedans. We walked in in front of the dismounting monument.

Yuhuang Mountain is located between the West Lake and the Qiantang River. From a distance, it looks like a giant dragon lying down. When the wind blows and the clouds surge, you can see the vast lakes and mountains and the vast river and sky. The scenery is so beautiful that it far surpasses the sea of ​​artificial flowers in the Suzhou desert.

Xu Buling got off the carriage and saw this magnificent palace. He couldn't help but sigh that the gap between them was too big since they were all vassal kings.

On formal occasions, Mrs. Lu is only the daughter-in-law of the Xiao family and cannot represent the Jinling Lu family, so she and Xiao Ting walk behind.

Xu Buling followed Xiao Qi over without showing off the ceremonial guard of the prince. However, his reputation has become too great recently. When many officials and gentry saw the handsome young master next to Xiao Qi, they knew who was coming. They quickly stopped by the road and raised their hands to salute:

"See Prince Su, Miss Xiao, long time no see!"

Today, almost all the powerful families from Jiangnan are here. Even Xue Chengzhi sent his son to bring congratulatory gifts. However, the Jianghu people's status in front of the princes is too low, and they can't be found anywhere in the corner.

Xu Buring didn't know the heads of these wealthy families, but most of their family histories were older than that of the Xu family, which had just emerged in the 1960s. Maybe many of the books he had read were written by their ancestors, and their postures should not be too high. Arrogant, he just smiled and nodded.

Xiao Qi has been walking around Jiangnan all year round, chatting with representatives of many aristocratic families quite familiarly. She has a high attitude but does not offend the other party, and her demeanor is impeccable.

Outside the Zhuqi Gate, Song Yulou, the second son of King Wu, was receiving guests. When he saw Xu Buling arriving, he quickly stepped forward and raised his hand to salute:

"Brother Xu, Miss Xiao, you two have come to congratulate your father on his birthday. You have not come out of the city to greet you in person. I have really treated you badly. Please come in quickly..."

Song Yulou is not very old, about seventeen or eighteen, but his gentle words and elegant appearance already show a bit of stability.

Xu Buring had never met Song Yulou, but he heard Xiao Qi talk about several of King Wu's descendants. The eldest son was very smart at a young age and was deeply loved by King Wu. Unfortunately, his ship sank while on a tour in the south of the Yangtze River. The young prince also died young because of this. The second son of King Wu, who is now the crown prince of Wu, was still studying in Chang'an City. He and Xu Buling were classmates and knew each other. They were idle all day long and had no talent.

However, at the feet of the emperor, even Xu Buling had to hide his clumsiness and pretend to be a fool. Naturally, the other princes were similar, and it was not sure whether the prince Wu was hiding his clumsiness.

Song Yulou was the third legitimate son of King Wu. Although he was not well-known, he was still the second in line to the throne. His status was aloof, and there was no problem in calling him brother-in-law with Xu Buling.

Xu Bu Ling's expression was very easy-going, he greeted her politely, and then took Xiao Qi into the large palace in Yuhuang Mountain.

The palace was full of distinguished guests, and the pavilions and pavilions of Langtai were filled with famous families from all over the country. Xu Buling even saw a few officials from the capital whom he had seen in the Tai Chi Hall. The status gap was too big for the other party to come over and say hello, so he just nodded and saluted from a distance.

The birthday banquet has not yet officially started. As soon as Xiao Ting entered the palace, he ran to have a family time with the princes and nobles he knew. Xu Buring and Xiao Qi came to a living room near the main hall to drink tea and wait. Except for the maid who started pouring tea and water, But no outsiders disturbed me.

Xiao Qi sat quietly on the chair, frowning slightly, obviously thinking about something.

Mrs. Lu looked at the people coming and going outside the window, seeming to be looking for acquaintances she had met when she was a child.

Xu Buling sat between the two of them, thought about it for a moment, and turned his head to look at Xiao Qi: "Is that Song Yulou just now highly valued by King Wu?"

Xiao Qi is smart and is actually thinking about this matter. She guessed that King Wu would not rebel. Firstly, it would be difficult to achieve anything without troops. Secondly, King Wu's crown prince was still in the capital. The so-called 'proton' was used to restrain the vassal king. It was impossible for King Wu to ignore his own son. .

But after meeting Song Yulou just now, Xiao Qi felt that a son was nothing compared to power. It was not like King Su who only had a single seedling. If the son in the capital was gone, there would still be a third legitimate son. As long as he was ruthless, The proton in Chang'an can be treated as if it does not exist.

But even so, King Wu's undefeated troops were a disadvantage. If he wanted to attack Chang'an from the south of the Yangtze River, he would have to push the King of Wei, the King of Yu, the King of Chu, and the Guanzhong cavalry equally. Even King Su didn't have this ability. Wu Mr. Wang cannot go overseas and become king in Japan.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qi shook her head and said softly: "King Wu attaches great importance to several of his children. It is difficult to tell from this alone. Don't make any assumptions. First, see what King Wu is looking for."

Xu Bu Ling nodded lightly and said no more.

Waiting quietly in the living room, the palace became more and more lively, the sky gradually became dark, and the peaceful West Lake outside the mountains could be seen in the distance.

Xu Buling was idly admiring the beautiful scenery of the West Lake. From the corner of his eye, he saw a servant passing through the corridor. When he turned around, he disappeared.

Xu Buling felt something familiar, frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "I'll go out and have a look." He got up and left the living room.

There was a crowd of people outside the main hall of the palace. In the garden, the gentry and officials gathered in groups to call themselves brothers and sisters. The maids and servants walked through to entertain the guests.

Xu Buling walked quietly through the corridor and came to the palace garden. He stood in a viewing pavilion and pretended to watch the night view of the West Lake. Within a moment, I heard footsteps behind me, and a servant carrying a tea tray walked past.

Xu Buling glanced at him from the corner of his eye - the servant was dark-skinned and looked very ordinary, but he had met this man once in Grandpa Fubao's village. He was called 'Er Hei' by Fubao, and he should have been born in Meiqu. Junior brother.

Xu Buring was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Grandpa Fubao was so tough that he could even sneak into the palace.

Erhei passed behind Xu Buling with a tea tray, slowed down slightly and said softly:

"Master asked me to bring you a message - the power of kings is divinely granted, and wisdom will confuse the Central Plains. If you can understand, you can make your own decisions, but if you can't understand, you can honestly return to Suzhou."

? ? ?

Xu Buling frowned slightly, and after carefully thinking about the eight words "The power of kings is divinely granted, and the wisdom of the Central Plains is chaotic", he felt a little confused and turned around:

"As an old man, can't he speak human language?"

Erhei snorted imperceptibly, took the tea tray and left.

Quite arrogant.

Xu Buling spread his hands slightly, he really didn't like this kind of riddle-like news. Just like the old saying, "It's difficult to become a Taoist by going against the will of nature, but you can transform into a real dragon by following the trend." Just follow Song Ji's path and it's enough. Why are you talking about it in the clouds and making people guess?

The power of kings is divinely authorized, and the wisdom of the Central Plains is chaotic...

The king's power must be the throne, so what the hell is divine right... The Central Plains is in chaos...

Xu Buling thought carefully for a moment, and the only thing he could be sure of was that Grandpa Fubao had seen clues and knew that someone wanted to cause trouble in the Central Plains, and it was probably the King of Wu. However, he did not point out what method or how to operate it.

Seeing that the birthday banquet had begun and the guests were all walking to the main hall, Xu Buling could only remember it in his mind for the time being and quickly returned to the living room...