Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 294 Goodbye, Prince Wen

The origin of the title of Zhu Haibo is a bit like a legend. After Zhou Ming told it, the second generation of nobles present were all moved.

"It's really shit luck, is this okay?"

There was a soft muttering sound, although Zhao Ji didn't pay attention to it, he knew it was Cheng Fei's.

Although Cheng Fei's words were somewhat disrespectful, Zhao Ji didn't like to lose his temper.

Fortunately, the communication between the two sides was pretty good. Although the second generation of nobles did not show much respect for Zhao Ji, they would no longer reject and question Zhao Ji like before.

Of course, the second generation of nobles still had some complaints about Zhou Ming's regard for Zhao Ji, but it was not easy to show it in the general situation of peace.

It's no wonder everyone complained, Zhou Ming placed Zhao Ji's position next to him, and also at the top.

"Sing and dance, get up."

Zhou Ming clapped his hands and ordered loudly.

With her long sleeves fluttering, the dancer who withdrew entered the banquet hall again, and danced around a big beauty in the middle again.

"Brother Zhao, let's see if our Jiangdong dance is to your liking."

Zhou Ming maintained his enthusiasm all the time, gave Zhao Ji a look that any man could understand, and said with a smile: "Did you see the woman in the middle? That is Yuhuanchun, who is known as the number one dancer in Jiangdong. She is usually very ugly. Seeing her dancing posture, I invited her here today to show me face."

Judging from Zhou Ming's words and expression, Zhao Ji could tell that he was quite complacent. Even though he paid for it in his heart, you, a dignified prince, will not invite any kind of people, but you will not be so ignorant in your mouth.

"That's natural. With Brother Zhou's face, it's not easy to invite someone to come."

Focusing on the dance below, I saw that with Yuhuanchun as the center, more than a dozen dancers sometimes gather and sometimes disperse. The beauty of the dance posture is indeed shocking, and it gives people a rather beautiful feeling.

However, having experienced the edification of modern society, I have seen all kinds of shocking programs. The hugeness and complexity may not be comparable to the beauty of Yuhuan Spring Dance, but it is bigger than this kind of dance scene.

A show with a big scene will not necessarily make people feel good-looking, but it will definitely make Zhao Ji develop a kind of immunity. Although Yuhuanchun's dance feels bright to the eyes, it will not shock.

After Zhao Ji enjoyed the dance, Zhou Ming spoke again, with a slightly calm expression, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, I heard that when you came, you were assassinated. Is this true?"

"Yes, Brother Zhou missed it."

With Zhou Ming's power, in the territory of Wu State, there is basically no news that he wants to know. Therefore, when he was asked, Zhao Ji was not surprised at all.

Zhou Ming showed a look of resentment, and said unwillingly: "Brother Zhao, what did you say? You are invited to Jiangdong, and you are a guest of the royal family. When something like this happens, on behalf of the royal family, I apologize to you."

Zhou Ming's tone was very sincere, and his attitude was extremely correct. As the current emperor's tenth prince and a prince, Zhao Ji was surprised that he could lower his attitude so much.

At the beginning, when he was in the God of Turtle Island, Zhou Ming definitely did not show this kind of affinity and the state of a virtuous corporal. Now, it seems that he has changed a person, and the change is so great that Zhao Ji is really overwhelmed.

"This kind of thing is an emergency. Even if someone needs to be responsible, it should be a matter of the government. No wonder you. Therefore, Brother Zhou doesn't have to take these things on himself."

Zhao Ji comforted him.

Zhou Ming nodded and smiled, and the solemn atmosphere just now was swept away, and he promised with a smile: "Thank you for your tolerance, Brother Zhao, but please rest assured, Brother Zhao, I will definitely urge the people below to deal with this matter. Check, we must check and find out who has the guts to act recklessly on Jiangdong Island."

"Then thank you, Brother Zhou."

Zhao Ji seemed to be very grateful.

For Zhou Ming's promise, Zhao Ji doesn't really believe it, just listen to it, but don't take it seriously. Besides, Zhao Ji doesn't really care about who those people are, and it doesn't matter if they can be found out. of.

When the song and dance ended, all the dancers retreated, and the noise in the banquet hall was swept away, leaving only silence. At this moment, Zhou Ming stood up.

"Everyone, today, in order to welcome Brother Zhao Ji, let's drink this cup together."

Picking up a glass of wine and inviting everyone around, Zhou Ming said with a smile all over his face.

"Okay, cheers."

"Cheers, welcome Brother Zhao Ji."

"Welcome Brother Zhao to join us."

"Carnival, carnival, don't go home until you're drunk."

"Cheers to the new members."

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Everyone has to give Zhou Ming's face. Even if Cheng Fei has a relatively close relationship with Zhou Ming, he dare not not give face at this time. They stood up one after another and raised their wine glasses in response.

Although Zhou Ming has always been very friendly, with a very low profile, playing with his playmates, it seems that they don't distinguish each other, but don't forget Zhou Ming's identity.

Zhou Ming is a prince, and he is still the tenth prince. Although the position of the prince is fixed, if he does not take over the throne for a day, the other princes are not without opportunities.

In the face of the invisible deterrence of this identity, no one dared to mess around when Zhou Ming was serious, so this scene was very harmonious.

Drank the wine in the cup, Zhao Ji smiled professionally, and said gratefully: "Thank you, friends, Zhao Ji came to Yecheng for the first time, and I can get your welcome and enthusiasm, Zhao Ji Grateful."

Next, the scene was full of joy, and everyone drank happily, one cup after another. After a hundred times, some people began to get drunk.

All the people present here have good cultivation, innate warriors account for the majority, and some of the second generations of nobles with the worst cultivation also have super first-class cultivation.

Zhou Ming's banquet here, the wine is naturally good wine, and the alcohol content is not low, those super-class acquired warriors drank a hundred or two hundred cups, and they also felt a little dizzy.

After a hundred cups, after three hundred cups, after five hundred cups, and after a thousand cups, with Zhao Ji's profound cultivation base, if he doesn't use his true energy to force the wine, he will feel a little dizzy at this time, but his brain is not bad. relatively sober.

"Nephew, you have all drunk here, and the wine is still warm."

Outside the banquet hall, a majestic voice came in. Accompanied by slight footsteps, a majestic figure walked in slowly.

Sitting at the top, looking down at the entrance of the banquet hall, he saw a man who had passed the youth and was not middle-aged, who was quite handsome and elegant, and was actually Prince Wen.

(End of this chapter)