Song Mingyue

Chapter 67
Seventy is rare since ancient times, if you can live to 70 years old, that is a long life.

Although the Zheng family has suffered huge setbacks recently, the old official Zheng's birthday still needs to be held, not only must it be held, but it must also be held in a splendid manner.

When Zheng An was 60 years old, in addition to the big banquets in the mansion, he ate on the flowing water mat at the door for a full month.Today's [-]th birthday is naturally not worse than the sixtieth birthday.

Thinking back to ten years ago, when Empress Zheng had not been conferred, she was only a virtuous concubine, and she was already extremely beautiful. Back then, the palace sent people to celebrate her birthday, and the scenery was the same for a while. Naturally, congratulations from the palace are indispensable this year.

Therefore, no matter how the Zheng family was defeated in the well-known food shortage battle, or how they were secretly defeated in the unknown Baiziyaoyin incident, this birthday is an opportunity for the Zheng family to rectify their name in Jiangning City , an opportunity to feel proud.

Even if you, Wang Xie, have been in Jiangning for hundreds of years, and your family has tens of millions of wealth; Who cares for the family, who can compare with the Zheng family in the south of the Yangtze River?

The Zheng family started preparations a few days ago. The entire square in front of the gate was dotted with sheds, filled with tables and chairs, and there was an endless stream of people working.It's just a birthday banquet, but it's just because there are too many people who came to congratulate...

Officially, let’s not say that the officials of East Jiangnan Road will come more or less. In Guangjiang Ningfu, from the magistrate below Wang Hanzhi, more than ten officials from the seventh rank and above will come to congratulate, plus other big and small Small officials are afraid that there will be more than a hundred people.This is not a big deal, there are also big households, gentry, wealthy businessmen from Jiangnan Road, and even from Liangzhe Road, Fujian Road, Huainan Road and other places to congratulate, and take their entourage and family members, I am afraid that at least two 3000 people.

Coupled with relatives and friends, celebrities in Jiangning Mansion, five hundred tables are indispensable.

The Zhao Mansion, Wang Mansion and Xie Mansion are naturally among the [-] tables, but because of their status in Jiangning, they must also be treated as guests, and it is impossible for them to be crowded in the square in front of the gate.

On this day that shook the entire Jiangning City, although Zhao Hao was upset, it was inconvenient to go against his mother's wishes, so he had to get up early, wash and change clothes, have breakfast, and go out with his father.

This time, the Zhao Mansion was dispatched, and the scene was not easy.

In front, Zhao Dian led seven or eight capable generals, and twenty or thirty strong domestic slaves rode to open the way.

There were two ornately decorated carriages in the middle, one for Zhao Shiyu and one for Zhao Hao.

After that, more than [-] famous families will ride their slaves to the rear.Then there were several carts full of gifts, and dozens of domestic slaves carrying burdens.

This time, Xie Yun had put in a lot of effort, and the gift was worth [-] guan, which was six times higher than the [-] guan ten years ago.

In fact, not only Zhao Hao knew that this kind of overture was meaningless, why didn't Xie Yun know, it's just that my precious son has been making too much trouble recently, so I just want peace of mind.

As for whether the Zheng family appreciates it or not, that is another matter.

The so-called not hitting the gift giver, not to mention it is the Zheng family's birthday, I don't believe that the Zheng family can do anything to Zhao Hao at the birthday banquet, but even so, Xie Yun still kept an eye out and sent all the brave family members in the mansion together. Bring it out, in case of accidents.

It's just that Zhao Hao knows that there is basically no difference between whether the three thousand guan gift is given or not.

Leaving aside the Yi Ya conference, I went to a restaurant of a priceless value in the Zheng family.

The food shortage war cost the Zheng family 80 yuan of money. The so-called cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents.

Now that he broke his life extension pill, it is simply killing the old ghost of Zheng An.

However, he has a system in his hands, the Zheng family is not a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and the birthday banquet is not a Hongmen banquet. If he gets angry, he will release two hundred Wei soldiers, and kill him without leaving the family!

So although Zhao Hao knew that Zheng's mansion was not a good place, he felt no pressure in his heart, and felt very comfortable - thinking about seeing the old ghost Zheng An who was about to see the old ghost who was empty of money and man, of course his heart was at ease.

Besides, he hadn't seen that old ghost yet, so he wanted to see what this old knife-handler who lived in both black and white in the south of the Yangtze River looked like.

Zhao Hao lay comfortably in the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated, humming a little tune, and just when he looked very comfortable, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Zhao Hao couldn't help but opened the curtain, and was about to ask questions, but Fang Qifo's figure flashed away, disappearing among the crowd of onlookers on both sides of the street.

Then, he saw a Taoist priest following Fang Qifo and sneaking into the crowd, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

You must quit the Taoist priest!

Immediately afterwards, Liang Lie, a fat slave following the carriage, handed over a confidential letter of wax paint to Zhao Hao.

Fang Qifo's secret letter!

In the secret letter, there are only two lines.

"The Zheng family forced more than ten colostrum mothers into the mansion, and they continued to live on human milk every day."

Damn it... This old ghost is really corrupt and shameless!

It seems that this old guy is crazy to want to prolong his life. He can use all kinds of nonsense prescriptions. If he knew that he would bring some Sanlu milk powder on his body before crossing, and give it to the girl as a birthday gift, telling him that taking it can make him live forever. Wouldn’t it be wonderful?

When he saw the second line of words, Zhao Hao's expression changed instantly.

"The Salt Gang has issued a kill order. If you want to get rid of the son, hurry up. Be careful in everything, remember!"

I... Fuck!

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Before the Zheng Mansion, there was a sea of ​​people, and inside the Zheng Mansion, there was also an endless stream of guests, and it was overcrowded.

Of course, there are more than [-] tables, but the rankings are different, and they are divided into four classes.

There are only about twenty tables in the upper class seats, all of which are in the main hall of the Zheng family, and the dishes are extremely exquisite and luxurious.

The light shark fin, from the material to the workmanship, is the best, and it is made by famous chefs from the Taihe Building in the capital. The color, aroma and taste are all made to the extreme. Only these most distinguished guests can taste it. .

For the arrival of the Zhao family, the Zheng residence didn't seem to have much difference. Except for the housekeeper, Li Gang, whose expression was a little cold, the rest of the people didn't show any different expressions. Even if there were, they were stunned expressions.

However, Zhao Hao felt a chill deeply.

The housekeeper, Li Gang, has zero favorability for him.

Zheng Qing, Zheng Hong, Zheng Feng, Zheng Yu and others also had zero favorability for him.

Especially when he ran into Yin Yi who was in charge of maintaining order by chance, he clearly felt the strong murderous intent emanating from his opponent.

This kind of murderous intent was also sensed by Zhao Dian who was accompanying him, and Dang even reached into the hidden weapon bag in his arms, ready to go.

Fortunately, Yin Yi was busy living, so he just snorted and left in a hurry.

Zhao Hao and Zhao Shiyu were also assigned to the upper class seats, but they were not at the same seat.Zhao Shiyu is from a fifth-rank official and is also a clan. Naturally, he will sit at the seat of the old birthday star with Wang Hanzhi, the magistrate of Jiangning, and a few senior officials of the fourth and fifth ranks from Jiangnan Road. This is an honor that Wang Tong and Xie Wen, the Patriarchs of the two big houses, cannot enjoy.

On the other hand, Zhao Hao sat with Zheng Yu, Zheng Feng, Wang Jue, Xie Yu and others, as well as several young masters of fourth and fifth rank family members. Everyone knew and didn't know each other, and they exchanged pleasantries.

Zheng Yu and Zheng Feng, two idiots, couldn't help but sneer at Zhao Hao, but Zhao Hao just smiled and didn't care about it, and only chatted warmly with Xie Yu and Wang Jue.

The conversation was not about other topics, but about the humanities and customs that the three of them saw when they went to Luzhou City more than a month ago, the beautiful scenery of the night boat on the Yangtze River, and the heroic generosity of driving two hundred grain ships back.

Hearing that Zheng Feng and Zheng Yu's teeth were itching, there was nothing they could do.

After chatting about the trip to the north of the Yangtze River, we talked about that day when we were recruiting relatives, Xie Yu was the top three in five schools, Zhao Hao was the first in three subjects, and the top three in four schools. Zheng Yu and Zheng Feng brothers were ruthlessly trampled. .

The other young masters didn't know each other very well, so they could only quietly watch Jiangning Third Young Master pretending to be aggressive.

In fact, for Zhao Hao, Zheng Yu and Zheng Feng are already considered vulnerable opponents, and he doesn't take them seriously at all, but he likes to watch these two brothers look helpless... Zhao Hao sometimes feels that he is simply so bad.

However, as the time for the banquet drew closer, Zhao Hao's heart became slightly agitated.

The old swordsman who claims to be both black and white in the south of the Yangtze River is finally about to show up...

However, when the old man Zheng An actually appeared in front of Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao couldn't help being disappointed.

The behind-the-scenes man behind the food shortage case and Baizi medicine introduction case has gorgeous clothes, white beard and hair, and a bit of a fairy-like appearance, but there is a domineering side in a pair of eagle eyes, and the light is shining, making people daunting. But in Zhao Hao's eyes, it was another scene.

“郑安，武力：57；智力：65；政治：28；统率：70；健康值：36；对宿主好感度：0。”

This old ghost is already in his seventies, and he is sick, and he can still use force 57. One can imagine how capable he was in hacking and killing... But in Zhao Hao's eyes, no matter how domineering this guy is, how powerful he is in the south of the Yangtze River Black and white, but already a dying person.

The health value is 36, which is almost the same as when I first crossed, and I can die at any time... The time of death is approaching, and it will not be long before I become a dead bone in the grave!

Old Zheng An didn't find Zhao Hao's whereabouts, but what Zhao Hao didn't know was that the old ghost gave Zhao Shiyu a gloomy look, and he was so startled that his cheap father had goosebumps on his back.

Finally, the banquet officially started. For a while, the hall was full of wine and wine, and the sound of congratulations was like a tide, so it was very lively.

Compared to Zhao Shiyu who was sitting on pins and needles, Zhao Hao was very happy.

It may be because of Jiang Ning's three young masters working together to pretend to be coercive before the meeting, the other young masters respected the three of them and toasted one after another, intending to make friends with each other, but left Zheng Feng and Zheng Yu in the cold .

Seeing that Jiang Ning's third major general's away game turned into a home game, the faces of the Zheng family brothers turned green.

After drinking for three rounds, Lu Qing and other Jiangning celebrities presented poems to the old man Zheng An to celebrate his birthday. One after another, they were written on rice paper and hung up again for everyone to appreciate. The atmosphere of the banquet gradually reached its climax .

Suddenly, Zheng Yuteng stood up and said in a loud voice: "Brother Zhao has achieved great ambitions at a young age, he is talented in literature, poetry and songs, and is the best in Jiangning. Today coincides with the birthday of our ancestors, so please leave a poem for our ancestors! "

At this time, it happened to be a relatively dull period. When Zheng Yu called out, everyone focused their attention on Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao's mood at this moment, thousands of words, can only be condensed into one word: Fuck!

This is obviously a trap... well written is flattering, without integrity, poorly written, and lost face.

Zhao Hao just wants to say something about MMP... I am a dignified relative of the Song Dynasty, a nobleman in Tianhuang, the number one talented person in the south of the Yangtze River, the number one handsome guy in Jiangning... Why should I write birthday poems for your old ghost?

It's just, how can you evade it under the watchful eyes of everyone?
(End of this chapter)