Fu Canglu

Chapter 350 Tonight is the beginning and the end

Xianlou's reception has never been so embarrassing as it is today.

The old man who was supposed to sit at the top seat was now sitting at the second seat.

Because no one thought that the young man in chief would actually come.

The invitation card of Xianlou was only distributed to the three highnesses as usual, and none of the highnesses would actually come.

They don't have to come, they can't not be invited.

And that little Highness who always only wore black robes, for the first time ever, wore a close-fitting white robe to attend the reception in Xianlou, which inevitably made people feel a little at a loss.

The people in Xianlou rarely had the opportunity to get in touch with this young highness who seemed a little "introverted" to the outside world, and now they took turns in battle, desperately persuading him to drink.

The second seat next to Yi Xiao is the old fox who is now sitting on the thirteenth floor of Xianlou.

The cunning fox defends no way.

There are thirteen floors in Xianlou.

This old fox has already sat at the highest position, except for a few really big figures who are ordered and privileged, they are only assigned by the Master of the State Teacher and His Majesty.

This is actually just an ordinary reception.

The old fox who initiated the reception, from the corner of his eye, saw the young man beside him sitting still, no matter how much persuasion he had given him, he still did not drink at all, on the contrary, he was looking at himself with a smile on his face.

So Wei Wudao put down his half-filled wine glass with a smile, also lightly evading that he was ill and it was inconvenient to drink.

Then the atmosphere of the reception became strange.

The members of these fairy buildings turned their heads a little at a loss, and met each other's confused eyes.

Some of the half-raised wine glasses were held stiffly in the air, while others were put back in embarrassment.

There were no real big names at the party.

Wei Wudao counts as one.

The others are at best small fish and shrimps in Lanling City. Even if they took a high-level position in Tianque and moved into the fairy building, in Yi Xiao's view, they are just young people who eat the sugar mud of Qiliang's officialdom .

They have no other skills, and the only two weapons they have to walk this road are clever words and tricks and observation.

The former one told them that in such a situation, it is not appropriate to talk too much, and it is not appropriate to stand out. The young man in white who came to the meeting with a smile was fine with not drinking at all, but the old fox actually took the lead in not drinking or persuading him to drink. Who dares to take a sip of wine, who dares to say a word?

The latter told them that the real host of the party did not want to drink.

The wine club doesn't want to drink.

This reception should be over.

Maybe that young man in a white robe that no one can offend just suddenly got excited and wanted to come here to have a look.

Maybe I want to take a look at the reception in Xianlou, or maybe I want to take a look at someone in Xianlou?
What Yi Xiao said is correct, most of the people present have moved to the position of Xianlou, but if compared with the real power, they can only admit with shame that they are just shrimps eating sugar paste.

And Xiami's philosophy of life is to hide from the big and catch the small, and follow the wind to make the rudder. Everyone knows that eating a lot can become a creature in the next link of the food chain, but few people know that no matter how big the appetite is, it is useless. First of all, you have to have a life eat.

When the big fish is coming, the whole pond will be quiet, because Xiami can hear the faint turbulence of the bottom of the water.

The calm and calm at this time is the greatest danger.

Someone smelled restlessness, hurriedly found an excuse, apologized to the two people in the first seat, and left the reception in a hurry.

The rest of the people are still hesitating and struggling.

With a "snap", the wine glass placed on the head was flicked by the man, and the smell of wine was released, and he rushed out of the hall.

The door in front of the hall was dragged by the smell of alcohol, and it was forced to close in such an inconceivable way from tens of feet away.

Closing the door means that you can no longer go.

Everyone looked at the young man in white robe sitting at the head.

And the young man in white robe was looking at Wei Wudao with a smile.

"Master Wei, I want to ask you a question."

His Highness looked at the cunning fox beside him, his voice was calm and indifferent, echoing in the empty hall after the door was closed.

Wei Wudao picked up the teacup next to the wine glass with a smile, lifted the lid of the tea, and blew it gently.

"You" said the little Highness with a smile, "Have you heard of July [-]th in Luoyang?"

The scene is still quiet.

Just more dead silence.

Some people's faces are ashen.

The cunning fox shook his head and smiled, and said softly: "Your Highness, just say something straight, it's a good reception, why make such a fuss?"

"it is good."

His Highness glanced at most of the rest of the people, and said with an undiminished smile, "Let me tell you about July [-]th in Luoyang."

Who doesn't know the big red moon in Luoyang?
The white-robed old fox who was considered by both sides of the Qijiang River to be a Buddhist murderer, washed half of Luoyang in the blood of the big red moon, and recovered a debt owed by the Northern Wei Dynasty.

And this young man in a white robe who made an exception smiled and spoke a series of titles.

"Marquis of Tiandu, Marquis of Cuifu, Marquis of Qichai, Marquis of Zuo Thirteen"

Every time a person was named, the faces of those who were still at the reception turned pale.

They began to regret that they had not moved quickly enough, and the gates were closed.

There were a total of 36 princes in the Northern Wei Dynasty. They moved to Qiliang, and each of them was worthy of the nineteen masters. Even His Royal Highness, who has attracted much attention, is now only the "Fengsuihou" of the North Gusu Road. In terms of seniority, status is no match for the master of the nineteenth realm.

These big figures who stood at the center of power died under the big red moon in Luoyang.

Compared with their deaths, the deaths of more implicated people in the mansion seemed insignificant, and no one would even count them.

After Yi Xiao finished talking about these people, he said softly to the people under the table: "When the white-robed old fox killed them, I carried the coffin behind him and followed. I witnessed the big red moon that night with my own eyes. People in high places are more afraid of death, and those who are more afraid of death deserve death more, because they have seized power and done things that death is not worth regretting."

The young man in white paused.

"Everyone in Lanling City thought I would forget about that."

His voice is soft.

"They all thought that I would not pursue the matter any further, and exposed this matter."

"Unfortunately, on the contrary, I never thought that the moon in Qiliang was rounder than that in the Northern Wei Dynasty, nor that the moon in the Northern Wei Dynasty was redder than that in Qiliang."

"Tonight is the beginning."

"Tonight is also the end."

The young man in white smiled and patted the table.

With a bang, the palace door flew open.

The owner of the pair of golden pupils said indifferently: "Don't you regret that you didn't have time to leave? You can get out now and bring my words to those who should hear them."

(End of this chapter)