Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 252 What is a hero?

"To be honest, with those two drops of ink in your stomach, you really can't be considered a talented woman."

Bai Qi's thin lips moved slightly, and his light words were another critical blow to Jiang Yunliu.

"You—" Jiang Yunliu was furious.

Bai Qi didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and continued to speak venomously: "There is more, let me tell you. My cousin Luo really doesn't like Mo Xie, don't put gold on Mo Xie's face. Mo Xie's card is worse than a snake Yin face, only ugly girls like you."

Jiang Liuyun's lungs exploded, he almost fainted, and he didn't know what to fight back at all.

"The eldest prince is here—"

At this moment, the eunuch sang loudly with a shrill voice, attracting everyone's attention at the Hero Banquet.

Mo Xie wore a purple-gold robe and a purple-gold flowing sword on his waist. He was radiant and handsome.It's just that his complexion is a little gloomy, and he looks in a bad mood.

The young girl in Huaichun cast admiring gazes, court officials cast awe-inspiring gazes, and the royal family and nobles cast admiring gazes.

What is a hero?

This is a hero!

"His Royal Highness is here—"

After the eldest prince Mo Xie, the crown prince Mo Jue also arrived.

Everyone also paid attention to the prince, most of these gazes were surprised and unbelievable.

Everyone was amazed by the sudden rise of the prince's business in the last three months.The crown prince is rich and rich, and his wealth is no less than that of the eldest prince. He even started to recruit followers, and he has the heart to compete with the eldest prince.

The crown prince and the eldest prince sat at the table, one on the left and one on the right, very close to the emperor and queen.

The ancients respected the left.

This also means that the actual status of the Prince is higher than that of the Night King.

Just think that the status of the grand master is slightly higher than that of the grand tutor, and the status of the left prime minister is slightly stronger than that of the right prime minister, which is the same reason.

All the princes, ministers, and relatives of the royal family have already attended the banquet, and the hero banquet has officially begun.

The emperor raised his glass first, and said: "Today, all you lovers gathered together to celebrate the great victory of our Fire Crane Kingdom. The tiger and wolf division of my Fire Crane Kingdom defeated the Cangmu Kingdom, and finally made Cangmu sign a cession of power and humiliation. Indemnity treaty. I declare that from now on, the world will be amnesty and the whole country will celebrate together!"

All the people at the hero banquet stood up to raise their glasses, congratulated each other, said auspicious words, and drank them all in one gulp.

Ye Luo didn't smile.

She heard the emperor's overtones.

In this battle, it was obvious that grandpa was the coach and led the battle, and it was even more so that grandpa negotiated and signed the treaty.But the emperor didn't mention "Old Master Ye" at all. This was obviously to obliterate Grandpa's military exploits.

The emperor really wants to suppress grandpa!

Ye Luo raised her head, swept towards the high seat secretly, and found that grandpa threw the empty wine glass on the wine table, sighed heavily, and his expression was extremely depressed.

At the hero banquet, the atmosphere was thick.

Jiang Yuan Jiang Taifu laughed, stood up and said: "Your Majesty, since it is a hero banquet, it is natural to talk about heroes. Why don't you let everyone here talk about what a hero is, how about it?"

The emperor nodded his head, which was his consent.

Jiang Taifu smiled flatteringly, and said: "Why don't you let the old minister come first."

He stood up straight, coughed softly, held his head up, and said seriously: "In my opinion, the eldest prince is a well-deserved hero. He went to war at the age of 16 and achieved great fame. He managed natural disasters at the age of 25. He is really the pillar of the country." !"

This sucks.

Even a fool can smell a strong taste of flattery.

(End of this chapter)