In the following month, the entire Yanzhou was enveloped in an extremely depressing atmosphere. Among them, the main city of Yanzhou is the strongest.

The guards and strong men belonging to the state capital began to step up patrols on the street. The children of the arrogant family were all called back by the elders in the family to take care of them, for fear that it would touch the mold of the state capital at this moment.

Moreover, according to the rumors in the prefecture, I heard that this time Mo Shenfeng really made up his mind to manage the atmosphere of Yanzhou well. In order to welcome the return of King Yan, the first thing he beat was the happiest dancer before. big family.

Although some aristocratic families were quite dissatisfied with this, no one dared to express any opinions.

Regardless of how Mo Shenfeng seemed to talk very well in the past, coming to Yanzhou for these years is like acting as a peacemaker, balancing the interests of the various families, but everyone who knows him knows that Mo Shenfeng This guy is a lunatic!

Once he provokes him, he can do anything.

This time the beating against the Yanzhou family, there is no trace of randomness. Even the masters of the family who have had a good relationship with Mo Shenfeng came to visit with gifts, but they didn’t even see his people. The gifts were kicked out together.

Some well-informed families realize that this time Yanzhou is afraid that the sky will change.

And... it will never be a petty mess.

However, after several days of high-pressure rectification, just today, Mo Shenfeng suddenly sent someone to invite more than 20 families of Yanzhou to a dinner in the main city of Yanzhou. This move even provokes the heads of those families. Sensitive nerves.

Therefore, in this day, in the main city of Yanzhou, many carriages and horses from families from all over Yanzhou can be seen, and there are many powerful men who broke through the air. In an instant, the atmosphere in the main city of Yanzhou became It's even heavier.

The reason why many aristocratic families were more frightened was that Mo Shenfeng had set the venue for this banquet in the long-lost King Yan's mansion in the main city.

"Mo Shenfeng, a lunatic, what does he mean this time? Want to give us a good start?"

In a restaurant in the main city, a few familiar family representatives gathered together, and a man in a beautiful jade robe rubbed a wine glass with an extremely cold voice.

The few people present here are all representatives of the wealthy and powerful class of the Yanzhou family. There are three masters alone, not the head of the family, or the first-class figures of the clan elders.

However, everyone was silent when they heard this man's words, as if they were afraid of something, no one took the initiative to speak.

Seeing the performance of these guys, the man's mouth showed a sneer: "Why, it's a role that has been in Yanzhou for many years, but in the end he was shocked by a foreign palace from Mo Shenfeng?"

"Zhang Juan, what do you mean? You look down on Mo Shenfeng so much, don't come if you have the ability?"

A young man with a cynical expression opened his eyes, and the two divine lights pierced out like the essence, obviously he was also a great master.

Zhang Juan, who was called by his name, had his eyes condensed slightly, and he shook out two divine lights with a cold snort, showing strong strength, and then said indifferently: "Mo Shenfeng has been too arrogant recently, and he simply doesn't treat us as humans. What's wrong, Song Bocheng, haven't seen you in a few years, you started to be a dog for Mo Shenfeng?"

There seemed to be some holidays between the two, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The few remaining representatives of aristocratic families who were not capable of being a master naturally did not dare to blend in, and some people turned their attention to the last strong master.

That is an old man.

From the moment he entered the seat, he has never spoken, as if he were set, people subconsciously ignored his existence.

But when there was a conflict between Zhang Juan and Song Bocheng, the others realized that there was a grandmaster in the room.

Noting everyone's gaze, Song Bocheng also looked at the old man, playing with the taste: "Master Hou, you are considered a veteran, why don't you tell us how to eat this banquet today?"

The old man called Hou Ye slowly opened his eyes, looked at Song Bocheng with turbid eyes, smiled kindly, and said, "You little slippery, you are really looking for my old bone whenever you have any trouble."

"If you can work harder, you should make rules."

Song Bocheng smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Juan, whose face was not very good: "Let some people open their mouths and shut up and say that we are Mo Shenfeng's dog."

Between Song Bocheng's words and demeanor, there was quite a bit of recklessness, not at all like a strong man from a family background, and it did not match his name at all.

However, it was precisely this stubborn character that made the master Hou quite comfortable. He squinted his eyes and said, "Mo Shenfeng, he is the Yanzhou Fuzun after all. On the face of it, we must listen to him. Regardless of the purpose of this banquet, since he has invited it, we should go to the banquet honestly, lest we fall behind and give others a chance to deal with us."

Zhang Juan's expression changed: "Master Hou, Mo Shenfeng is obviously uneasy, so he rushes to make trouble at this moment, I am afraid he will give the King Yan a prestige!"

As soon as he said this, Song Bocheng, who was originally cynical, moved slightly stiff, his finger on the table stopped halfway, and finally landed slowly on the table, his eyes calmly swept Zhang Juan and did not speak.

But Lord Hou frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Give your Majesty to King Yan? What prestige? Yanzhou is the fief of His Royal Highness. You and I are both the people of Yanzhou. It is a matter of heaven and earth to welcome King Yan. , Never needed Mo Shenfeng to stand up for His Royal Highness Yan King!?"

Zhang Juan also realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately murmured softly: "The lesson of Master Hou is..."

"But." He changed the conversation and said: "Mo Shenfeng did indeed do it this time. The state government represents the imperial power, and we should not be against the river. This time he actually stretched his hand to the aristocratic family. In the bowl, this is tantamount to breaking the rules."

After a short pause, Zhang Juan hesitated, but he still said, "Even His Royal Highness has never intervened in the operation of the family. Rules are rules. Anyone who breaks rules should pay a price."

His words were extremely vague, but they were hinting that even if King Yan changed the rules, they shouldn't swallow their anger.

There are all representatives of various families, and there are no lack of human-like characters. Where can't you understand Zhang Juan's incitement?

But no one disputed.

Because of Mo Shenfeng’s recent attitude, everyone sees it, whether he wants to give the King Yan a prestige, or simply wants to beat the family. In short, no one unless he doesn’t want to live. Will go to provoke the madman Mo Shenfeng.

As long as they are stared at by Mo Shenfeng, they will peel off even if they are not dead.

"Rules are rules, but people can't always keep the rules."

Song Bocheng grinned and smiled brilliantly, but Zhang Juan felt murderous in his smile.

So Zhang Juan frowned and looked at Song Bocheng, and said coldly: "Song Bocheng, if your eldest brother is here, he wouldn't dare to talk to me in this manner. You think you can be on an equal footing with me if you become a master?"

"I don't dare." Song Bocheng smiled and said: "The Zhang family is a distinguished family, except for Lord Hou, who would dare to sit on an equal footing with you, Patriarch Zhang?"

"But, I’ve never known what rules are. I’m giving face to Master Hou today, and I want to hear what arrangements are made by Master Hou, but I’m not here to listen to you, Zhang Juan, who is here to provoke discord."

Song Bocheng stood up and said to Master Hou: "Master Hou, I'm sorry, I'm a wild-natured person. I'm afraid that I will be uncomfortable if I stay, so I'll take a step forward."

Master Hou raised his eyebrows and took a deep look at Song Bocheng, his expression instantly changed to a kind smile: "Okay, since you are uncomfortable, let's go."

Song Bocheng smiled, but without even looking at Zhang Juan, he turned and left the restaurant.

After he left, several representatives of the aristocratic families who were advancing and retreating with the Song family also resigned.

It didn't take too long before the dinner became a bit deserted.

Zhang Juan's expression was uncertain, his hands were tight, and he pinched the wine glass into powder on the spot.

Lord Hou glanced at him indifferently, "I can't help but hear the wind?"

Hearing this, Zhang Juan glanced to make sure that several of the people present were his own, and then waved his hand to put a barrier of spiritual consciousness, and said coldly: "Mo Shenfeng must have noticed something. The nails we buried in the prefecture were all destroyed. Unplugged, but I have a credible source of intelligence, Mo Shenfeng is likely to want to liquidate Yanzhou tonight!"

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