Clash Of The Sword Titans

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 be strictly guarded, 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 families are 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 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 gets angry, he can do anything.

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

Some well-informed families realized that this time Yanzhou was afraid that the sky would change.

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

However, after several days of high-pressure rectification, just today, Mo Shenfeng suddenly invited more than 20 families in Yanzhou to a banquet 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 More heavy.

The reason why many aristocratic families were more frightened was that Mo Shenfeng had set the venue for this banquet in the long-lost Yanwang Mansion in the main city.

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

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

The few 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 elders.

However, when they heard this man's words, everyone was silent, as if they were afraid of something, and 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 scared by Mo Shenfeng, a foreign mansion?"

"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 master.

Zhang Juan, who was called by his name, condensed his eyes slightly, and 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 human What's wrong, Song Bocheng, haven't seen you in a few years, and you started to be a dog for Mo Shenfeng?"

There seemed to be a holiday between the two, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The few representatives of the aristocratic families who were not strong enough to be the 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 had 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 known as Lord Hou slowly opened his eyes, looked at Song Bocheng with muddy eyes, smiled kindly, and said, "You little slippery head, 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 so good: "Let some people open their mouths and shut up and say 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 this stubborn character that made the master Hou quite comfortable. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Mo Shenfeng, he is the Yanzhou Fuzun after all. On the bright side, we must listen to him. Regardless of the purpose of this banquet, since he has invited it, we should go to the banquet honestly so as not to let others talk and give others a chance to deal with us."

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

As soon as this statement came out, 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 sweeping Zhang Juan without speaking.

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 the people of Yanzhou. It is a matter of heaven and earth to welcome King Yan. , Did you ever need 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: "What Hou Ye taught..."

"But." He changed the conversation and said: "Mo Shenfeng did indeed do it this time. The state government represents the imperial power and should not violate the river water with our aristocratic families. This time he actually reached out to the aristocratic family. In his bowl, this is tantamount to breaking the rules."

After a short pause, Zhang Juan hesitated, but still said, "Even His Royal Highness has never intervened in the operation of the family. Rules are rules, and 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 representatives of various families, and there are no lack of human-like characters. How can you not understand Zhang Juan's incitement?

But no one disputed.

Because of Mo Shenfeng’s recent attitude, everyone sees it, whether he wants to give King Yan a prestige, or simply wants to beat the family. In short, no one unless he wants 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 follow 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 with such an attitude. Do you think that if you become a master, you can sit on an equal footing with me?"

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

"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 didn't come to listen to you Zhang Jun being here to provoke discord."

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

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 had advanced and retreated 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.

Hou Ye gave him a indifferent look, "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 state mansion have been Unplugged, but I have a credible source of intelligence, and Mo Shenfeng is probably trying to liquidate Yanzhou tonight!"