In the following month, the entire Yanzhou was enveloped in an extremely depressing atmosphere.
Among them, the main city of Yanzhou is the most intense.
The guards and powerful men belonging to the state capital began to patrol the streets more intensively. The children of the aristocratic families who were usually arrogant and domineering were all called back by their elders to keep them under strict supervision, for fear of causing trouble for the state capital at this moment.
Moreover, according to the rumors coming from the state capital, I heard that this time Mo Shenfeng was really determined to manage the atmosphere of Yanzhou well. In order to welcome the return of King Yan, the first thing to beat was the few who had danced the most happily before. big family.
Although some aristocratic families were quite dissatisfied with this, no one dared to express any opinions.
Even though Mo Shenfeng seemed to be easy to talk to in the past, after coming to Yanzhou these years, he seemed to be acting as a peacemaker, balancing the interests between various families. However, everyone who knows him knows that Mo Shenfeng This guy is a lunatic!
Once you piss him off, he can do anything.
This time, there was no trace of randomness in the attack on the Yanzhou family. Even some heads of families who were good friends with Mo Shenfeng came to visit with gifts, but they didn't even see him. The gifts were thrown out together.
Some well-informed families realized that things might change in Yanzhou this time.
And... it won't be a small fight.
However, after several days of high-pressure rectification, just today, Mo Shenfeng suddenly sent people to invite more than twenty families in Yanzhou to a banquet in the main city of Yanzhou. This move even provoked the heads of those aristocratic families who were already a bit agitated. Sensitive nerves.
Therefore, in this day, many chariots and horses from aristocratic families from all over Yanzhou could be seen in the main city of Yanzhou, and many strong men came through the air. In an instant, the atmosphere in the main city of Yanzhou became... More heavy.
What made many aristocratic families even more frightened was that Mo Shenfeng decided to hold this banquet at Prince Yan's Mansion in the main city, which had not been inhabited for a long time.
"Mo Shenfeng, this lunatic, what does he mean this time? Does he want to give us a blow?"
In a restaurant in the main city, several familiar representatives of aristocratic families gathered together. A man in rich robes and jade robes rubbed a wine glass with a cold voice.
The people present here are all representatives of the Yanzhou family's powerful class. There are three grandmasters alone. They are either the head of the family or the elders of the clan.
However, after hearing this man's words, everyone was silent, as if they were afraid of something, and no one took the initiative to answer.
Seeing the performance of these guys, the man's mouth showed a sneer: "Why, they are all characters who have been hanging out in Yanzhou for many years, but in the end they were scared out of their wits by Mo Shenfeng, a foreign prince?"
"Zhang Juan, what do you mean? You look down on Mo Shenfeng so much. Why don't you come here if you have the ability?"
A young man with a cynical expression opened his eyes, and two divine lights pierced out like substance. He was obviously a powerful master.
Zhang Juan, who was called by his name, narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly and dispersed the two divine lights, showing his great strength, and then said indifferently: "Mo Shenfeng has been too arrogant recently, he simply doesn't treat us as human beings. .Why, Song Bocheng, we haven’t seen each other for a few years, and you’ve started to be Mo Shenfeng’s dog?”
There seemed to be some friction between the two, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Naturally, the remaining family representatives who were not as strong as a grandmaster did not dare to interfere, and some set their sights on the last powerful grandmaster.
That was an old man.
From the moment he sat down, he never spoke a word, as if he was still there, making people subconsciously ignore his presence.
But when a conflict arose between Zhang Juan and Song Bocheng, the others remembered that there was a grandmaster at the table.
Noticing everyone's gaze, Song Bocheng also looked at the old man and said, "Master Marquis, you are already a veteran. Why don't you tell us how to eat at today's banquet?"
The old man who was called Lord Marquis slowly opened his eyes, looked at Song Bocheng with his turbid eyes, smiled kindly, and then said: "You little naughty boy, you really come to me whenever you have any trouble."
"If you can make people work harder, you should set the rules."
Song Bocheng smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Juan, who looked unhappy: "Lest some people open their mouths and say we are Mo Shenfeng's dogs."
Song Bocheng's words and deeds had a certain recklessness about him. He did not look like a strong man from a noble family, nor did he match his name at all.
However, it was this somewhat ruffian character that made the Marquis feel quite comfortable. He squinted his eyes and said, "Mo Shenfeng, after all, he is the Lord of Yanzhou. On the surface, we all have to listen to him." . No matter what the purpose of this banquet is, since he invited us, we should attend the banquet honestly, so as not to fall into the blame and give others the opportunity to deal with us. "
Zhang Juan's expression changed: "Master Hou, Mo Shenfeng obviously has no good intentions. He has made an attack at this moment, fearing that he will establish his authority for King Yan!"
As soon as these words came out, Song Bocheng, who was originally cynical, froze slightly. His fingers that tapped the table stopped halfway, and finally slowly landed on the table. His eyes calmly glanced at Zhang Juan without saying a word.
The Marquis frowned and said in a deep voice: "To establish prestige for His Highness King Yan? What prestige is there? Yanzhou is His Highness's fiefdom. You and I are both citizens of Yanzhou. It is only natural to welcome King Yan." , why did you ever need Mo Shenfeng to establish authority for His Highness King Yan!?"
Zhang Juan also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately softened his voice in a low voice: "What the Marquis taught you is..."
"However." He changed the topic and said: "Mo Shenfeng did go too far this time. The state capital represents the imperial power, and we should be on the same page with the powerful people of our family. This time he actually reached out to the family. In the bowl, this is tantamount to breaking the rules."
After a slight pause, Zhang Juan hesitated slightly, but still said: "Even His Highness Prince Yan has never interfered in the running of the family. Rules are rules, and anyone who breaks the rules should pay the price."
His words were extremely cryptic, but he was implying that even if King Yan changed the rules, they should not swallow his anger.
There were representatives from various companies present, and there were many characters like human beings. How could they not understand Zhang Juan’s incitement
But no one spoke up.
Because Mo Shenfeng's attitude recently has been noticed by everyone. Whether he wants to establish prestige for King Yan or simply wants to defeat the famous family, in short, unless one of the families doesn't want to live, no one will Will provoke this lunatic Mo Shenfeng.
If anyone is stared at by Mo Shenfeng, they will shed a layer of skin even if they don't die.
"Rules are rules, but you can't always follow the rules."
Song Bocheng grinned brightly, but Zhang Juan felt murderous intent in his smile.
So Zhang Juan frowned and looked at Song Bocheng, and said coldly: "Song Bocheng, if it were your eldest brother here, he wouldn't dare to talk to me with such an attitude. Do you think that becoming a grandmaster means you can be on an equal footing with me?"
"I don't dare." Song Bocheng said with a smile: "The Zhang family is a famous family. Except for the Marquis, who dares to be on an equal footing with your Zhang family master?"
"But, I have never known what rules are. Today I want to give Mr. Hou some face. I want to hear what Mr. Hou has planned. I'm not here to hear you, Zhang Juan, here to stir up trouble with you."
Song Bocheng stood up and said to Mr. Hou: "Mr. Hou, I'm sorry. I'm a wild person. I'm afraid I'll feel uncomfortable if I continue to stay, so I'll take the first step."
The Marquis raised his long eyebrows, took a deep look at Song Bocheng, and his expression instantly changed to a kind smile: "Okay, since you don't feel comfortable, let's go."
Song Bocheng smiled, but without even looking at Zhang Juan, he turned around and left the restaurant.
After he left, several representatives of the aristocratic families who had advanced and retreated with the Song family also resigned.
After a while, the dining room became a little deserted.
Zhang Juan's expression was uncertain, he tightened his grip and crushed the wine glass into powder on the spot.
The Marquis looked at him indifferently, "You are so impatient, but you heard the news?"
Hearing this, Zhang Juan glanced around and confirmed that the people present were all his own. Then he waved his hand to set up a spiritual barrier and said coldly: "Mo Shenfeng must have noticed something. The nails we buried in the state capital were all destroyed." It’s unplugged, but I have a credible intelligence source, Mo Shenfeng is probably trying to liquidate Yanzhou tonight!”