Power ministers always make things difficult for me

"Master Supervisor has arrived—"

Before Lu Guogong's opening remarks were over, there was a notification from the servants at the door.

Not only Lu Guogong, everyone present was shocked when they heard the identity of the visitor, including Pei Qi who was thinking about how to deal with Rong Qin.

Pei Qi didn't care about the wound on his waist, sat up reflexively, and looked towards the direction of the door, feeling very suspicious in his heart.

How did he come here?
After the first emperor died of illness, he acted as the supervisor of the country, and his status was almost the same as that of the emperor. It was fine for Rong Qin to come to such a small family banquet. Why did he disturb the big Buddha in the palace?

What is Rong Qin's purpose?
Pei Qi subconsciously looked at Duan Qianjun, and silently asked what was going on.

Duan Qianjun was also looking at her. After feeling the doubt in her eyes, Duan Qianjun closed his eyes and shook his head almost invisibly.

To be honest, he didn't know either.

When he came to this banquet, he only heard that the Cui family and Lu Guogong had always been on good terms, so he guessed that Cui Shaogong would also come here, so he wanted to come here to try his luck and see if he could chat with Cui Shaogong again.

Unexpectedly, Cui Shaogong didn't come at all, instead he met such an unlucky person as Rong Qin.

"what happened?"

Seeing Pei Qi sitting up suddenly, Rong Qin asked in confusion.

Pei Qi reacted quickly, put away the strangeness on his face in the next second, turned around and smiled perfunctorily: "It's okay, it's just that the wound hurts suddenly."

Wound?

Rong Qin looked suspiciously at the wound on her waist, then looked down at his hands.

Could it be that he bumped into it by accident?
Forget it, now is not the time to worry about this, he has other things to do.

Amidst the worries and puzzles of the crowd, a tall, fierce, black figure covered in hostility came out of the main hall, and behind him were more or less guards.

He was holding a medium-sized short-mouth wine jug, and as he walked, he raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth.

After sweeping through the people present one by one from the corner of his eye, Jiang Fengchuan set his sights on Lu Guogong and his daughter Lu Annuan.

He slammed the jug on the ground, and a sneer suddenly broke out between his lips and teeth, obviously angry: "What day do I think, even the Chunjiang Tower won't entertain guests, so it was Lu Guogong, you reserved the venue."

"What? Lu Guogong hosted a banquet for the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, but he chose to avoid me as a supervisor. Could it be that... Lu Guogong never paid attention to me?"

Lu Guogong was horrified when he heard the words, and in a panic, he took his wife and ran down from the throne, knelt down in front of Jiang Fengchuan, paralyzed on the ground helplessly: "Calm down your anger! I have absolutely no intention of doing that!"

"My little girl's status is lowly, how can I make Lord Jian Guo condescend to celebrate her birthday? My Lord is busy with government affairs, so I really dare not bother you. I hope Lord Jian Guo will forgive me!"

Jiang Fengchuan lowered his head, condescendingly looked down on Lu Guogong, his eyes were unclear.

Seeing this posture, everyone didn't even dare to show their anger. Before Jiang Fengchuan explained his purpose, no one dared to stand up for Lu Guogong.

Even Duan Qianjun took a bite of the apple with great interest as if he was watching the show.

But Pei Qi always felt that they had other purposes.

Pei Qi boldly leaned back and leaned back into Rong Qin's arms, pretending to be eating melons, but in fact he wanted to catch his words: "Rong Qin, you said that the prison country is not in a good place. Staying in the palace, why did you come here to embarrass Lu Guogong? They made a good funeral for their daughter, but he got in the way."

Rong Qin raised his eyebrows, followed her movements, put his hands on her shoulders, and hugged her gently: "You still think about him."

"What does it mean to be considerate of him? But anyone with a bit of humanity will complain about Lu Guogong. How can he bear this kind of fright when he is old?" Pei Qi tugged at his collar and let Rong Qin get closer to her .

Rong Qin also lowered his upper body very cooperatively, wanting to see what Pei Qi wanted to do.

The next second, Pei Qi leaned close to Rong Qin's ear, and asked treacherously, "Tell me, what the hell is Jian Guo trying to do when he comes here to make such a fuss?"

When Rong Qin heard this, his face suddenly turned cold.

Her curiosity seemed to have an ulterior motive.

Rong Qin is not a fool, how could he do what she wanted so easily?
He half-closed his eyes, thoughtfully: "Ma'am, are you... trying to pretend to be your husband?"

Pei Qi's heart tightened, and he quickly looked sloppy: "How can there be..."

"I'm not curious."

curious?Her curiosity was in the right place.

Rong Qin pushed Pei Qi away, as if he didn't want to spend any more time talking with her: "Sit by yourself when the wound doesn't hurt, maybe you really regard yourself as a darling."

Pei Qi: ...

It was he who insisted on using his internal energy to relieve her pain, and she didn't ask for it, but now he despises her?

This person's ancestor probably didn't learn to change his face.

Since he couldn't speak, Pei Qi was not in the mood to pay any attention to Rong Qin, and turned his attention back to Jiang Fengchuan and Lu Guogong.

I saw Jiang Fengchuan's expression softened a little, but that didn't mean he would stop there.

"That's good, Miss Lu and Ji, I'm happy here, but this house is full of guests, Duke Lu, how do you arrange my palace?" Jiang Fengchuan stared at Duke Lu with oppressive eagle eyes, making people feel happy. fear.

Pei Qi frowned secretly.

Judging by Jiang Fengchuan's posture, it seemed that he was forcing Lu Guogong to make a certain decision.

Jiang Fengchuan is currently sitting in the position of supervisor, and his status is obviously higher than that of anyone who is doing it, but Rong Qin and Duan Qianjun are already sitting under the main position. Undoubtedly, he was jumping into the fire pit, but letting Jian Guo sit under Rong Qin and Duan Qianjun was just brushing Jian Guo's face. How could the always violent Jiang Fengchuan let him go?
It will definitely get worse.

The only place Jiang Fengchuan could sit now was on the high platform, where Lu Guogong's master sat.

It's just that once Jiang Fengchuan takes the main seat, the nature of this banquet will change. It will no longer be a wedding ceremony prepared by Lu Guogong for his own daughter, but will be fully led by Jiang Fengchuan...

The feast of the monarch and his ministers.

Perhaps she already understood why Rong Qin and Jiang Fengchuan were willing to surrender their identities to come to this insignificant banquet.

It turned out to be the case.

All the officials in the court, throwing away a very small part, can be simply divided into three parties.

They were Jian Guo and Rong Qin's faction, Duan Qianjun and the Empress Dowager's faction, and the rest were neutral ministers who only wanted to protect themselves and not fight with each other.

Lu Guogong is one of them.

Although the ostentation of this banquet was not large, it gathered those courtiers who were neutral and whose status fluctuated.

Jiang Fengchuan's succession to the throne is imminent, and all the people who can be wooed by the court must have been wooed, only these erratic and neutral ministers are left unrestrained.

They needed an opportunity to warn this group of people, so that they would not be annoying with their talkativeness on the day when Jiang Fengchuan was elected to the throne.

As for this banquet, it was a coincidence that it was exactly what they wanted.