Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

The night passed quickly.

The whole Tianqi was immersed in the joy and excitement of King Jingyu's marriage.

The pedestrians on the street were talking enthusiastically, and bright smiles could be seen everywhere.

In the posthouse.

Baili Chengfeng kicked Baili Dongjun out.

"Get out~"

"Since you want to be with your friends, then hurry up and leave. Don't delay the time to go to the palace."

Baili Chengfeng waved his hand with a look of disgust.

Baili Dongjun got up from the ground and patted his butt.

"Baili Chengfeng, you are too much!"

"It's not like I don't have long legs. I can walk by myself. You actually kicked me like a child. Wait until I write a letter to my mother and see if you can still get into my mother's bed when you go back."

Baili Dongjun muttered.

Baili Chengfeng's face darkened. He was worried that his son would continue to talk nonsense, so he quickly waved his sleeves.

A sword energy slashed out.

"Get out of here, stop talking nonsense."

Bai Li Dong Jun dodged the sword energy with a leap, made a face at the door, and flew away.

Bai Li Cheng Feng went back to tidy up, and when the time was almost up, he slowly prepared to set off.

"What a pity."

"If the marriage was with the daughter of the Shadow Sect, the strength of the ally would be much stronger..."

Bai Li Cheng Feng sighed in his heart, but still headed towards the Jing Yu Palace.

Bai Li Dong Jun rushed all the way and soon returned to the vicinity of the school.

Along the way, the most talked about thing was the prince's wedding.

Bai Li Dong Jun paused and walked slowly.

Just as he was about to step in, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but was surprised.

"Junior Brother Chang Feng is really early, he came back after going out for a walk."

Bai Li Dong Jun's black eyes turned, and he smiled and called Si Kong Chang Feng who was tiptoeing back.

Sikong Changfeng's body stiffened, he turned his head slowly, pulled the corner of his mouth, squeezed out a smile, and replied nonchalantly.

"Yes, I just came back from a walk."

Baili Dongjun smiled, his face was playful, his eyes wandered around Sikong Changfeng, and he got close to smell it.

"The wine I drank last night still smells so strong now. It seems that my drinking skills have improved a lot!"

Baili Dongjun patted Sikong Changfeng's shoulder earnestly, and without waiting for Sikong Changfeng to explain, he strode across the place, and his voice rang out.

"Junior brother Changfeng, hurry up and wash and change clothes. We are representing our master to attend the banquet, and we can't smell of alcohol."

Watching Baili Dongjun's figure go away, Sikong Changfeng suddenly straightened his back and muttered.

"What am I afraid of? What do I have to be afraid of!"

"I didn't do anything, I just drank a few glasses of wine..."

Suddenly, Sikong Changfeng walked into the school with his head held high.

However, if Baili Dongjun heard this muttering, he would probably curse Sikong Changfeng for being unromantic.

The auspicious time is coming.

The two men who had dressed up walked out of the school side by side like handsome young men.

On the long street, four of the eight young masters of Beili were present.

Young Master Zhuo Mo Lei Mengsha rode a tall horse with his wife Li Xinyue.

Young Master Liu Yue sat lazily in the sedan chair, with a light veil covering her face. In front of the sedan chair stood a graceful girl, who was Yin Luoxia who had not been seen for a long time.

Young Master Mo Xiaohei, Mo Chen, was dressed in black and holding a heavy sword as black as ink in his hands.

Young Master Qingge Luo Xuan, with a jade flute standing horizontally and flowers spread on the ground.

"Junior brother~"

Lei Mengsha shouted seriously with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Baili Dongjun hurried forward.

"Junior brother greets all the senior brothers!"

Sikong Changfeng walked forward slowly, his eyes flickering slightly. Thinking that the master might not tell them about changing his name to Nangong Chunshui, he bowed slightly and shouted.

"Changfeng greets Senior Brother Lei, Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Mo, and Senior Brother Luo."

Several people nodded gently. It was a rare reunion, and they were all in a good mood.

They were not like Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng, who were still teenagers of eighteen or nineteen years old.

Maybe after this reunion, they will go their separate ways and will never have the opportunity to meet and drink again.

"Let's go and ask for a glass of wedding wine to drink and get some of the joy."

Lei Mengsha, the second senior brother, smiled and was the first to move.

The group went to the palace, talking and laughing happily.

Somewhere in the yard.

Ziyun helped Ye Xiaofan and his sister back to the room, looked at Zixiao, Zihu, and Zidi, and walked out.

The yard was silent for a long time, and suddenly there was a "creak".

A small head quietly popped out from the house on the left, and the eyes scanned the surrounding area.

After finding that there was no one, he pushed the door open, and a short figure walked out.

"Humph~ You don't let me go, but I have to go. You are not the only ones who care about Brother Ye."

Ye Xiaofan said in his heart, and put a black scarf in his arms, intending to use it to cover his face.

He was not impulsive,I have already thought about it many times.

"So many people in Tianqi City say that Brother Ye's father is good, so it must be good."

"Qing Wang is unjust, jealous of talents, and slanders and harms the pillars of the country."

"It is natural for Brother Ye to seek revenge on him."

Ye Xiaofan's eyes are firm, and he is also questioning his heart.

Only when you are true to your heart can you draw your sword without any hindrance, without any obstacles, and without any disadvantages.

The momentum of Ye Xiaofan quietly became more fierce, like a sword out of its sheath.

At this moment, the swordsmanship also entered a great success.

In front of Jingyu Palace.

The atmosphere is lively and joyful, and there is bright red everywhere.

There is an endless stream of people coming to pay their respects, and it is impossible to tell how many people there are.

There are officials of all sizes in the court, nobles and merchants in Tianqi City, princes and nobles, and royal relatives.

The huge courtyard is divided into three courtyards: front, middle and inner.

It has been arranged well, so even if more guests come, they can still sit.

From this arrangement, you can see the hierarchy.

Ordinary wealthy merchants can only sit at the edge or in the corner.

Even the wealthy families can only sit at the junction of the front and middle courtyards.

The middle courtyard is naturally for officials of all sizes.

Some minor officials who are not important can only sit with those merchants.

As for the elegant and quiet inner courtyard, those who can sit here are all powerful or noble people.

When Lei Mengsha and others arrived, Xiao Ruofeng had already greeted them at the door in person.

"Little Junior Brother, I heard that Master is going to marry a girl. I wonder who our Master's wife is, and how she can make our cynical Master so serious."

After a while of greetings, Xiao Ruofeng led Lei Mengsha and others to the inner courtyard.

On the way, Xiao Ruofeng looked at Baili Dongjun and asked with a smile.

Baili Dongjun smiled and shook his head, a little depressed: "This, we have to see if the master is willing to tell you, otherwise I will be hit on the head again."

"Hahaha~ It seems that the little junior brother has been hit a lot, so scared."

A group of senior brothers laughed out loud, this is in line with their impression of the master.

Arriving at the inner courtyard, Lei Mengsha killed a few of them and found a place near the pavilion to sit down.

"Senior Brother Xiao, if you are busy, you can go and deal with it first. We are not afraid of strangers."

Baili Dongjun smiled, and Xiao Ruofeng chuckled when he heard it.

"It doesn't matter if we have a little time, let's have a good chat."

Yishui River.

A young man covered in a black robe looked at the huge city with indifference.

"Tianqi, I'm back!"

A low voice sounded, and the young man slowly walked towards the city gate.