Hundreds of soldiers surrounded the Prince Chen Zhongqi into the Ming Fa Division, and everyone inside changed his face. A few days ago, there was a wind coming from the palace, saying that His Majesty was going to abolish the prince of Chen Zhongqi, so during this time, all the big families and Chen Zhongqi were basically cut off, lest they catch fire.

Among those people's surprised eyes, Chen Zhongqi seemed to be at ease.

"Who is that?"

When Gu Qianye saw this man came in, the atmosphere in the entire Mingfa Division became strange, and he couldn't help asking.

Xu Bailei, who was sitting beside her, gritted her teeth and answered, "Chen Zhongqi!"

These three words are full of resentment.

Gu Qianye looked subconsciously at Anzheng, and Anzheng did not seem to have any change in his expression. He was still sitting there, tasting tea, looking at things, and there was no one in sight. Gu Qianye reached out and shook Anzheng's hand, and Anzheng smiled slightly, his palm slightly cold.

Hu Shitai, Lang Dantaiqing, led a group of officials to greet him quickly. In any case, Chen Zhongqi is still the prince of Daxi and the son of His Majesty the Holy Emperor. As human subjects, of course, they must observe the rules. A group of people went up and bowed to each other for a long time: "See you prince."

Chen Zhongqi didn't speak or pay attention, and went straight into the hall of Mingfa Division, walking through the crowd, looking at Ye and not looking elsewhere. Directly in front of the first seat still in the north of the lobby, stop, hold his breath, and then in a burst of exclaimation, he actually kneeled on his knees and knocked heavily.

Get up, turn around, and walk away.

Without a word.

No one knows what happened, and Chen Chongqi has turned around and left without even thinking about it. Everyone's heart is like a stone blocked, the indescribable taste. His Royal Highness the Prince of the Great Hall, bowed into the Ming Fa Si and bowed, then turned away. What does that mean?

Gu Qianye looked at Anzheng, and Anzheng's mouth slightly raised, with some sneer that couldn't be suppressed.

Hundreds of people roared and roared away, leaving everyone present at a loss. After a while, the talents came back a little bit, but looking at the others around them, they were all puzzled.

The news came to the first palace of the palace, and Chen Wunuo, who was reviewing the experience, paused a little, then smiled: "My son, after all, is not a person who is waiting to die."

He was not angry or irritated. He continued to write and review the notes, as if nothing had happened. However, Su Ruhai, the head attendant of Chen Wunuo who had been with Chen Wunuo for many years, had a pale complexion, and only he could see that when Chen Wunuo wrote, he was heavier than before.

The auction of the Mingfa Division is already the beginning of the Huadeng.

Xu Bailei had been sitting next to Gu Qianye for a long time, and felt embarrassed. There was nothing she could afford here, and Gu Qianye had given her what she wanted, and she got up and said goodbye. Gu Qianye did not stay much, just left the address, saying that you will move more with her sister in the future. Xu Bailei thanked him for leaving. Before leaving, he couldn't help but watch An Zheng more. Anzheng just politely nodded and said nothing.

"You're light and windy."

Gu Qianye waited for Xu Bailei to leave and said a little ugly: "I always feel that things are changing here today."

Anzheng sat with his legs tilted, and tapped his fingers gently on his knees: "Under heavy pressure, you will have no fear."

It is not afraid of a heavy pressure on love. Among them, I am afraid that few people can understand it.

Because there are too many items in the auction, each one represents a period of time when the Ming Fas existed, so there is no outlier for these things, and each has its own buyer. After the contention, he did not shoot, and there seemed to be nothing he was interested in.

After another hour, the first day of the auction ended immediately, but the heavyweight guests were all left behind by the cattle, and they used dinner in the Mingfa Division. An Zheng didn't want to stay, but Niu Zhong's repeated invitations weren't good, and he really left. After all, he still had to deal with Niu Zhongzhong in the future.

While serving the food, a few more people came in. The young man walking in the forefront was wearing a grey cloth gown, and he seemed to have no merit. There was a large mink velvet on his shoulder, which could swing back when he walked in. He has a very good figure, a tiger's waist, with a sense of magnificence. The hair is arbitrarily bundled, and the face is not soft behind the head, but it feels a little hard.

Behind him were four men dressed in common clothes, each with a long black sheath knife tied to his back. The blade looks very wide and the blade is slanted, which is completely different from the long blade of the Central Plains. As soon as these people came in, it seemed as if they were out of tune with the people in this group of brocade clothes.

"Who is this?"

"Who is this, dare to bring a knife into it ?!"

A few buddies did not know who was coming, and blocked in the past: "Several distinguished guests, if you go to the banquet, please unload your weapons."

The swordsman standing behind the young man replied indifferently: "People of the Yuwen family, the soldiers don't unload the armor, the long swords don't unload.

The man was stunned for a moment before he dared to speak again.

Yuwen Wuchen, who was sitting in the seat, stood up and hurried to meet him, with a smile on his face: "Brother, why are you here too?"

Yuwen smiled namelessly, and his eyes were gentle when he looked at his sister: "Your Majesty said, at this time, the Ming Fas are all celebrities of the Xi, let me come to visit. We have lived in the land of Longxi for generations, and you are neglected Travelling, you have to move around. "

Everyone heard that Yuwen, the leader of the generation of Yuwens, was unknown and all stood up to meet. None of the people here is a fool. The Yuwen family has lived in Longxi for a long time. Although they did not ask about the events and ignore the rivers and lakes, when will the defense of the Longxi land against the northwestern Buddhist kingdom lose its full support? When the Yuwen family retreated from the northwest, the first generation of the Holy Emperor sent three thousand miles back. This glory, the Daxi founding country, is still only enjoyed by the Yuwen family.

Hubei Shidai Langtai Qing quickly asked Yuwen to go to the table without name. Yuwen shook his head and asked, "Which one is Chen Liuxi?"

Dantai Qing pointed to the position where Anzheng was sitting: "That person is the heir to the Yuxu Palace, and Chen Liuxi said long."

Yuwen nodded without name: "I'll sit with Daoist."

After he finished speaking, he stepped over and sat down in the empty space opposite Anzheng. Everyone looked at it and felt something was wrong, but no one dared to say anything. Many people feel that Yuwen's namelessness really does not understand the etiquette. Such recklessness really loses Yuwen's face. However, the humanity in the Northwest is so desolate and heroic, unlike the people in the Central Plains who are so particular about it, Yuwen is anonymous and does not feel that it is rude to do what he does.

After Yu Wen sat down without a name, he fought towards An An: "Your Majesty said that Taoist Master is young, but it is really the best among the rookies of the rivers and lakes, so I am closer to you."

He raised his hand: "Wine is coming."

The household officials under Dantai Qing quickly took a jug of wine and Yuwen glanced at him with a faint glance: "This wine is like water, what kind of wine? The wine is not spicy, not cold, not strong, not good wine." , Bring my wine. "

The four swordsmen standing behind him, two large bags of spirits untied from the waist and placed on the table, piled up like a hill in an instant. Yuwen picked up a bag of wine without name and threw it to Anzheng. He unscrewed a bag by himself: "Please!"

That bag of wine is at least five pounds, and it is a spirit produced in the northwest. Zhongyuan people drink alcohol, the wine is mostly warm and mellow. The northwesters drink alcohol, the hotter the stronger the better. If they did not resist with the power of cultivation, the people of the Central Plains were afraid that few people could bear the power of half a kilogram of northwest spirits.

An Zheng twisted the bag and smiled: "Xie Yuwen's wine."

The two looked at each other, then lifted the wine pouch and poured it into their mouths. Everyone was so shocked to see that the two men's throats were surging up and down, and they drank the five pounds of spirits in one breath. And on this occasion, if anyone used the power to expel the resistance to spirits, it obviously lost.

After a bag of wine went down, Yuwen laughed namelessly, looking a little more ruddy on his face, and a little more heroic. He grabbed another bag of wine and tossed it to An Zheng: "Dao Chang is a good drinker! I like it!"

The two of them were one person and one bag of wine, and they gushed down without stopping. Ten pounds of spirits fell into the stomach, and if it was changed to someone else, I was afraid that it would have been burned to death. The two of them had no other reaction but their faces were slightly red.

It seems that Yuwen Wuming hasn't met his drinking opponent for a long time, even if he is in the northwest. If he drinks like this, he won't know how many people can't afford it. All of his men are like the desperate men after pulling out their knives, and they are all desperate men who drink alcohol. However, even if you can drink again, five pounds is the limit.

"Good wine! Good opponent!"

Yuwen stood up violently, raising his arms back, and the big mink floated back. Behind him, the swordsman caught him and held him in his arms.

"With good wine but no good meat, this table looks delicate and rich, but it is not a good dish with Zuojiu."

Yuwen Wuming stepped on a chair with one foot and waved it with ease, and the dishes on the table were swept aside. As soon as he waved, the two followers carried a large piece of **** meat in and slammed it down on the table. The blood was still dripping, and a **** smell immediately flew out.

"On the way to come, kill a monster, without knowing its origin, its strength is quite powerful. Counting it, it is worth the cultivator of the pinnacle of the Great Manchuria."

Yu Wen pointed his finger at the meat: "Dao Dao, can you dare to eat meat with me?"

An Zheng smiled: "Drink wine, why can't you eat meat?"

Yu Wen said: "Happy!"

He actually split the table freely, then set up and started barbecue. There was a lot of smoke in the room. I don't know how many people could not bear the smell and coughed. Before the meat was roasted, Anzheng and Yuwen were drinking five pounds of spirits. When the meat smelled, the last two bags of wine were finished.

"Bring the wine again!"

Immediately, a follower came in from outside carrying a wine sac and went to Anzheng and Yuwen Wuming, and they looked so scary.

Two people cut meat and drink with a knife, and after eating it was really nobody. An Zheng took a thing out of the space of Blood Peizhu and threw it away: "This meat is not enough, I will supply you with another piece. That is the meat of the position of Dan Tian Qi Hai on the body of Qiong Qi. "Yuwen's nameless eyes lit up:" This meat is good! "

The two of them didn't even care about it in the house, eating meat and drinking in big bowls. Gu Qianye looked a little worried on his side. After all, Anzheng didn't seem to drink like that before. And Yuwen Wuchen standing behind Yuwen Wuming looks ruddy, looking at An Zheng's eyes, there is a different kind of expression.

The two of them did not know how much wine they drank, but their belly was slightly raised. Yuwen enjoyed drinking without a name, grabbing Anzheng's wrist: "After drinking, you can't be accompanied by a woman. I heard that there are many beautiful girls in Jinling City. Walk around. The leader will follow me!"

An Zheng shook his head: "Don't go!"

Yuwen's nameless face changed: "Aren't you going?"

An Zheng: "Don't go."

Yu Wen said loudly: "You accompany you when you drink, and you accompany you when you eat meat. Why don't you accompany you in this blue house? Don't admonish yourself with wine or meat, do you admonish you about the sleeping woman?

An Zheng chuckled: "Yes, it is counseling!"

Gu Qianye chuckled and smiled like a flower. Yuwen Wuchen laughed loudly, beautiful as a fairy.