A life of two souls traveling through time

At noon, firecrackers were also blasting in Mucheng. The gate of the east courtyard was wide open, and the whole courtyard was brightly lit. Most of the guests for the banquet had arrived. The magistrate of Mucheng, Situ Ting, and other officials came with gifts to congratulate the prince on the new year as early as noon.

The time for the banquet was approaching. The noble and prominent prince on the main seat had a cold face and said nothing. He held the aster flower bracelet in his right hand and looked out the door. Situ Ting and several officials wanted to take advantage of this banquet to curry favor with the prince, but seeing that the high-ranking official was silent and majestic, they had to turn to curry favor with Mr. Fan, who was sitting to the left of the prince. Mr. Fan was very talkative and laughed, and he became friends with the officials in a few words. After getting familiar with each other, Situ Ting looked at the four empty seats opposite and couldn't help but whispered to Mr. Fan curiously, "I wonder which other distinguished guests your highness has invited?"

"Lord Situ will naturally know when the guests arrive." Mr. Fan did not answer directly.

Seeing that Mr. Fan was keeping it a secret, Situ Ting didn't know what to say, but he couldn't help but worry in his heart: It was so mysterious, could it be that some big shot was coming to our Mucheng again?

At the east gate of Mucheng, Yu Cheng and Arnold were wandering around with their necks shrunk, gazing into the distance from time to time.

"It's almost 3 p.m., do we still have to wait?" Arnold asked Yu Cheng with a pout. He had already taken a look around the kitchen before coming out, and his mind was full of the delicious food at the banquet.

"Let's wait a little longer. Mr. Fan said that Mr. Sanxiu will definitely come. Let's wait a little longer." Yu Cheng adjusted the felt hat on Arnold's head and comforted him patiently.

"If Your Highness had asked Sister Yao and Mr. Xiuming to wait as long as they wanted, I would be happy to do so, but it had to be that old man Sanxiu..."

"Hehe, how disrespectful. What old man? Mr. Sanxiu is your highness's savior, we should all respect him." Yu Cheng held his breath and immediately interrupted Arnold.

After being scolded, Arnold naturally shut up and said nothing.

Just then, the carriage that Mr. Fan sent to pick up people from the pharmacy drove over from afar.

"Go back and report that Mr. Sanxiu is here."

Yu Cheng smiled knowingly when he saw the red lanterns in front of the carriage. He gave instructions to the servant who was waiting not far away, and the servant responded and quickly walked towards the courtyard.

Soon, the servant returned to the villa and informed the housekeeper, who went into the hall to report to Yan Zong. Upon hearing this, Yan Zong and Mr. Fan both started to walk out of the courtyard. Although all the officials were surprised at who would require the prince to go and greet him in person, no one dared to slack off and they all stood up and followed.

A prince dressed in noble attire was waiting outside the gate of the courtyard, followed by several officials. Mr. Fan was also waiting on the side with the servants in the courtyard. It was such a solemn scene that if one didn't know, one would think that some important figure from the capital had visited this border area.

After about a cup of tea, the carriage stopped outside the villa. Xiuming led Huifeng and Siyao to get off the carriage first. They were obviously shocked by the scene in front of them. The three of them saluted to Prince Zong, Situ Ting and other gentlemen. Prince Zong ignored them and walked down the steps to the front of the carriage, reaching out to help Sanxiu who was about to get off the carriage.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, he saw Prince Zong reaching out his hand to him. Sanxiu was slightly stunned. He raised his eyes and saw several officials in the city grinning at him flatteringly. He began to feel scared: What is this kid doing again?

"What virtue and ability do I have to deserve the prince and all the lords to come and welcome you personally?"

"Sir, you are too modest. Sanxiu Medicine Store is dedicated to the common people. You, Mr. Sanxiu, are even more amazing. You can be called the reincarnation of Bian Que. Not to mention that I have been saved from the hands of the King of Hell many times by Sanxiu Medicine Store, how many people in this Mucheng have not received the kindness of Sanxiu Medicine Store? You should accept the gift today."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Sanxiu is too modest."

After Yan Zong finished speaking, all the officials behind him echoed him from the bottom of their hearts. The only person in Mucheng who could deserve such courtesy from the prince was Mr. Sanxiu. Not to mention the people of Mucheng, even their family members would seek medical treatment from Sanxiu Pharmacy when they were sick. Situ Ting was even more grateful to Sanxiu Pharmacy for curing his son's strange poison.

Sanxiu's face turned red after hearing what Yan Zong said. He glanced at him and said with a wry smile, "I didn't know that the King of Zong was so eloquent before?" After that, he looked at Mr. Fan and continued to hum, "Yes, it's not surprising to have a master like you who is eloquent around me."

"Haha, Mr. Sanxiu, please don't make fun of me. The banquet is ready inside, we are just waiting for you, Mr. Sanxiu." Being teased in public by Sanxiu, Mr. Fan shook his head helplessly.

After Mr. Fan reminded him, Yan Zong took Sanxiu into the villa, and others followed suit.

Huifeng looked around cautiously before quickly following his senior brother Xiuming. He had been feeling uneasy since he received the invitation from his master, but since his master and senior brothers were all coming, he had no reason to refuse. Yan Zong's hospitality and courtesy to his master in public seemed to him to be a pretense, but he couldn't understand why Yan Zong was like that? What on earth was he trying to do?

Si Yao, who was following at the end, saw Huifeng looking worried and couldn't help but recall that he also had an unusual expression when he was detoxifying Prince Zong at the post station. Could it be that there is some connection between Huifeng and Prince Zong?

Arnold, who was far away from the crowd, saw Si Yao trying to squeeze forward but was stopped by Yu Cheng:

"You will sit next to Mr. Fan at the banquet later, and don't mess around."

"When have I ever done anything wrong?" Arnold pouted aggrievedly, shook off Yu Cheng's hand and walked into the villa excitedly.

Yu Cheng shook his head helplessly, and a guard dressed in black suddenly appeared behind him:

"General, all the fish have been caught."

"Very good, keep an eye on it, this is today's main course." Yu Cheng nodded with satisfaction, and after giving the instructions, he strode towards the banquet.

The people of the Zong Wang and others arrived, and the banquet naturally began. The zither and the flute were played, and the servants served dishes and wine one after another under the arrangement of the housekeeper. Mr. Fan began to chant a New Year's greeting, and everyone raised their glasses to toast the Zong Wang on the high seat. Because the Zong Wang had treated her with courtesy just now, the always aloof Sanxiu also rarely cooperated with everyone to toast Yan Zong.

"We bid farewell to the old and usher in the new. I wish the West Moon Kingdom a long life and prosperity!" Yan Zong nodded with satisfaction and raised his wine glass high. His sincere and heroic words resounded above the banquet.

As soon as Yan Zong finished his toast, Situ Ting was the first to agree. After some flattery, he called on all the guests to pay their respects to the King of Zong again. From then on, the banquet was filled with clinking glasses, drums and music, and everyone was entertaining each other. Only Arnold was focused on eating. After Hui Feng responded to the toasts from his senior brother and Situ Ting in a perfunctory manner, he lowered his eyes and drank by himself. Xiu Ming, who was standing by, saw his junior brother like this and thought that he didn't like such a scene.

Si Yao, who was sitting on the rear seat, looked at the Prince who was sitting on the main seat like a star in the night from afar. She couldn't help being distracted for a moment, and her eyes as clear as autumn water also brightened. In the past, she respected and was grateful to Yan Zong, but now, under the slight smell of alcohol, she felt a little more inexplicable throbbing.