Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 159: The prince refused to accept the toast and was punished with a toast?

"open--"

Qin Yuqing's voice was stopped by Zhang Yuan turning his head.

"Lead the way."

Holding the scroll, Zhang Yuan slowly walked upstairs.

Qin Pingliang looked at Qin Yuqing.

Qin Yuqing shook her head, said nothing, and followed.

Going up to the fourth floor, Qin Yuqing led Zhang Yuan, followed by Qin Pingliang who looked puzzled, and went straight to the door of a private room.

"Yun Ting, what a nice name."

Zhang Yuan looked at the words on the lintel of the private room and spoke softly.

The people guarding the door looked at Qin Yuqing, hesitated, and said nothing.

Qin Yuqing raised her hand and pushed open the door, and a voice came from the private room.

"Shopkeeper Qin is so hard to hire..."

"Haha, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who has the face. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to see Shopkeeper Qin."

"Shopkeeper Qin is a famous lady in our county. Back then..."

Zhang Yuan walked into the room.

There were seven or eight guests, some standing and some sitting.

Some of these people wore Confucian robes with wide sleeves, while others wore martial robes.

When Zhang Yuan walked in, someone turned around, frowned but didn't speak.

Someone looked at Zhang Yuan, and when he saw him coming in with the scroll, he waved his hand impatiently: "Where are you from? You don't know the etiquette. If you want to send the prince a painting or calligraphy, just leave it directly at the gate of Sanqing Pavilion."

"When the news spread that the prince was recruiting followers, everyone wanted to come and seek wealth and glory."

"The same goes for Yunteng Tower. How can anyone just casually enter the fourth floor..."

Before he could finish his words, he was half sober.

This is Yunteng Tower.

Anyone can come to the fourth floor of Yunteng Building?

In front, the young man sitting upright looked up and saw Qin Yuqing, a smile appeared on his face.

But the smile just appeared and froze in an instant.

Zhang Yuan!

Ying Luo's arm trembled and his face turned pale.

Because of the rebellion of the Beiyuan Army, the Emperor intends to summon Prince Gu to the capital, and the lineage of Prince Gu's mansion is about to enter the imperial city.

The battle between Prince Gu's Mansion and Prince Zhao's Mansion ended with Prince Gu's Mansion leading the Beiyuan Army to surrender. After all the previous plans, Prince Gu's Mansion finally became the final winner.

Recently, the lineage of King Gu has been treated with great courtesy in Zhengyang County.

Many people wanted to follow Prince Gu and go to the imperial city together.

Ying Luo has been very happy in Zhengyang County recently, and can be said to be in high spirits.

But there was one thing he absolutely dared not think about.

He framed the Red Scale Army, causing the Red Scale Army's Yellow Lion to be disabled and nearly a hundred Blue Wolf Riders to be killed or injured.

The death of Xiao Tonglin from the Xiao family was actually related to him.

If it wasn't his plan, and Zhang Yuan hadn't exchanged Xiao Tonglin for Huang Shi, Xiao Tonglin wouldn't have died and the Zhenbei Army cavalry wouldn't have been defeated.

Especially in that scene, he clearly offended a master.

To get things done, one must do everything possible.

He often comforted himself in this way.

But why isn't he afraid when it's late at night and everyone is asleep?
"Zhang, Zhang, Zhang——"

Ying Luo stood up and called out, but was so nervous that he couldn't say Zhang Yuan's name.

Zhang Yuan entered the battle alone and killed Xiao Tonglin. He was a ruthless man who fought his way out of the midst of thousands of troops!
Outside Toyota County, Zhang Yuan was still alive, which almost became a source of worry for Ying Luo.

Especially this time when he heard that someone was leading 800 black cavalry to charge, he immediately thought of Zhang Yuan.

"The prince from Toyota Castle said he remembered my name himself. It seems that noble people tend to forget things."

Zhang Yuan looked at Ying Luo in front of him and shook his head: "I thought that we were old friends and that the prince would cry for joy to see me. I was overthinking it."

"I heard that the prince is now keen on matchmaking?"

Zhang Yuan looked at Ying Luo.

These words, these attitudes, are wrong!
In the private room, someone's expression changed and he was struggling in his heart.

Do you want to step forward?
This is an opportunity to show loyalty.

But looking at the prince's frightened expression, let's just forget it.

The person who could scare the prince like this is probably not someone I can offend.

There was an eerie silence in the private room.

Ying Luo stood there, his face changing from green to red. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. There was no point in reasoning with the guy who dared to kill the prince of the Zhenbei Army in the midst of thousands of soldiers.

"Pour me a glass of wine, I will toast the prince."

Zhang Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he spoke in a loud voice.

Qin Yuqing stepped forward, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Zhang Yuan with both hands.

Zhang Yuan took the wine glass and raised it to Ying Luo.

Ying Luo didn't move for a moment.

The smile on Zhang Yuan's face slowly faded.

"Your Highness, are you going to drink a penalty drink if you don't accept my toast?"

This is so disrespectful!

In the private room, everyone's eyes turned to Ying Luo.

The prince of Guwang Mansion was not angry, but panicked!
Who on earth dares to speak to the prince like that!
Ying Luo came to his senses at this time, hurriedly picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Zhang Yuan.

But just as his glass reached Zhang Yuan's, Zhang Yuan loosened his grip on the glass and it fell onto the table, spilling the wine and rolling to the ground.

"Now I remember, Zhang doesn't drink."

"I'm afraid that after drinking, the knife in my hand won't be sharp enough."

"Prince, do you have any objections?"

Zhang Yuan's voice was free of emotion.

Ying Luo may be a man of some courage, but he shouldn't lose his bottom line.

The casualties of the Red Scale Army and the injuries of the Yellow Lions should all be blamed on Ying Luo.

If it weren't for his status as the Crown Prince of Gu, the Chilin Army would never have let him go.

He did not dare to go to the territory of Luyang Prefecture again and did not dare to get involved in border affairs because he had offended the Chilin Army.

Zhang Yuan didn't have the intention to do anything to Ying Luo, but what could Ying Luo do if he humiliated him?

No matter Zhang Yuan's cultivation or his identity as the commander of the Black Ice Platform's armored forces, Ying Luo could not do anything to him.

Zhang Yuan’s confidence comes from his master’s cultivation.

Black Ice's identity in Taichung is his reliance.

Killing the master in battle and defeating twenty thousand with eight hundred are his assets.

Not to mention a prince like Ying Luo, what could happen even if Prince Gu was present?

The atmosphere in the private room was extremely weird.

Ying Luo looked unhappy, but he didn't dare to speak.

"If the prince is acting as a matchmaker for Qin Zhusi, please let me have a look."

"If I don't like it, I'll just kill you."

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he turned and left.

Qin Yuqing lowered her head and followed quickly out with a smile on her lips.

At the door, Qin Pingliang's scalp was about to explode.

Who is this person?

How dare he humiliate the prince of Guwang Mansion like this?

No one spoke in the private room.

After all, they are all elites, and they know that it would be right not to say anything at this time, but it would be wrong to say it.

Ying Luo watched Zhang Yuan leave before he breathed a sigh of relief. The wine glass in his hand trembled slightly as he brought it to his lips, drank it all in one gulp, and then fell back down on the seat.

"Don't think I'm cowardly. You just need to know that he wanted to kill me just now, but it only took him a moment to reach out."

He picked up the wine jug, poured himself another glass of wine, and drank it. Ying Luo's face became a little more red.

"In this world, the more powerful a person is, the more he must abide by the rules."

“People who follow the rules are most afraid of people who don’t follow the rules.”

He was feeling emotional and wanted to say something else when someone walked quickly towards him from outside the private room.

Yang Dingyuan, the worshiper of Prince Gu’s Palace.

A powerful swordsman, in the late Xiantian realm, known as Wanhua Tianhe.

"Prince, I met Zhang—" Seeing Ying Luo's expression, Yang Dingyuan whispered, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Ying Luo shook his head, stood up, and a look of boredom appeared on his face.

"Forget it, let's go."

"I'm about to enter the Imperial City, so I shouldn't have any interactions with him anymore."

Ying Luo walked out of the private room, and the expressions of everyone in the room changed.

What kind of person could make the prince so afraid?
At this time, Zhang Yuan had already walked out of Yunteng Tower.

Just as I walked down the stone steps, I heard the sound of quarreling not far away.

(End of this chapter)