I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Mingchuan's eyes drifted towards Jizhou next to him.

"Does the brothers you're talking about include Jizhou?"

"Of course! We're all brothers, we can't all go and leave him alone!"

Meng Dalang hurried to catch up, "That's right! Brother Ming, it's okay for you to leave Zhou Tian and the other three in Jiangnan to suffer, but Brother Jizhou has been with you for so long, you should at least give him some time off!"

Mingchuan rolled his eyes at the two brothers and said, "Don't lead Jizhou astray."

Leading Jizhou astray is a small matter...

Mingchuan didn't know why, but he subconsciously glanced at Lu Qiu next to him.

These two brothers have unruly personalities, so don’t let Lu Qiu become unruly as well…

Mingchuan had a dark look on his face and waved at them.

"Alright, alright, go ahead and have fun however you want. Don't bring anyone else along."

Ah Xiong curled his lips, and Meng Dalan was also unconvinced.

"Brother, why don't you trust us? We're just having fun, not bringing back bad guys!"

"Go away and stop whining here. I'm already letting you two rest. If you keep whining, you two won't rest. Come and suffer with me."

The two brothers immediately shut up, and the entire cabin became much quieter.

After all, it was really a torture for Mingchuan to go out to eat with others.

It would be fine if they were accompanying some other big shot, as they could still be themselves at least, but this time the person they were accompanying was the king.

That wasn't someone they could just laugh and joke around with.

Mingchuan shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and Jizhou beside him reached out and massaged his shoulders at the right time.

The plane was flying in the air at high speed, leaving long traces in the air.

After learning that Mingchuan had already set out from Jiangnan with his men, the king was full of anticipation and waited happily early, but he did not rush to send anyone to pick them up, so as not to give Mingchuan the impression of forcing him.

Fortunately, Mingchuan was sensible. After he went back and arranged everyone, he took Jizhou and Luqiu to the car arranged by the king.

The window glass was dark and the scenery outside was rapidly receding.

The two people who came to pick them up in the car were silent throughout the whole process.

Mingchuan secretly felt that it was a good thing that he didn't bring those two funny guys with him, otherwise he would have been in real trouble.

He breathed a sigh of relief quietly, but saw Lu Qiu beside him looking at him meaningfully.

When Mingchuan was wondering why he looked at him like that, the car had unknowingly arrived at a low-key and luxurious mansion.

Joyful red lanterns were hung outside the mansion, like ripe persimmons, and servants were waiting at the door for a long time.

The red flag was hung high, fluttering in the air.

A sense of security emanated from the red flag.

Mingchuan relaxed unconsciously, bowed his head to the two people who came to greet them, and then entered with Jizhou, Luqiu, and the servants.

Unexpectedly, after he stepped in, the first person he saw from afar was the familiar face Jie Yingzong!

He blinked. Xie Yingzong was standing not far away, wearing a gray-white Zhongshan suit. He smiled at him with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a sweet look, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Ming, you're finally back! Thank you for your hard work during your time in Jiangnan."

Mingchuan shook his head. "It's not hard, but why are you here, Mr. Xie?"

"Haha...you'll know if you follow me in."

After Xie Yingzong uttered this mysterious sentence, he turned around and walked ahead. Jizhou and Luqiu followed closely behind Mingchuan, and the three of them walked forward together.

After passing through a long corridor and taking several winding roads, the view finally opened up.

I saw a pavilion not far ahead, and from the center of the pavilion came the melodious sounds of opera. Looking up, I saw a Peking Opera troupe performing with great interest above.

Not far away, the king was sitting casually in casual clothes, watching the performance of the Peking Opera troupe with a smile on his face.

He was also wearing a dark grey Mao suit, the fabric was crisp, the cut was neat, and the collar was buttoned neatly, meticulously.

Compared with Xie Yingzong, he has more imperial majesty and is much stronger.

When he saw Mingchuan and others coming, he did not ask the Peking Opera troupe to stop, but waved to Mingchuan.

That kind and smiling look was quite like an elder calling to the younger generation.

Mingchuan had no choice but to respond with a smile, and he and the two people beside him followed Jie Yingzong and stood in front of the king.

"Lord of the country!"

The four of them spoke in unison, and the king nodded amiably, "Sit down, sit down, sit down and watch the show with me. Today we're just having a simple home-cooked meal, not even a family dinner. Just listen to some music and relax."

Everyone sat down one by one, and someone around them helped pour tea for the four of them.

The king looked at Mingchuan with a smile, "Xiaochuan, you've worked hard in Jiangnan during this period. I've heard everything. You've done a great job, very beautiful!"

Mingchuan did not take credit for it: "Your Majesty, you are too kind. This time, the trouble in Jiangnan was not solved by me alone. The King of Jiangnan and Major Xing also helped me a lot. Without them, I could never have done it alone."

Seeing his modesty, the king nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. I heard you guys had quite a few conflicts in Jiangnan, and you're willing to help them both and take credit for it. You're a good boy."

Mingchuan just smiled and said nothing more.

The Peking Opera actors on the stage were still singing, and the king was humming along with them.

The dishes haven't been served yet.

Mingchuan knew that some people had not arrived yet.

He accompanied in silence, while the Peking Opera actors on the stage were sweating profusely under the stares of several pairs of eyes below.

You have to know that none of the people in the audience are simple, they are all big shots.

If they make even the slightest mistake, this Peking Opera troupe will be doomed to fail.

Several people performed the opera with gritted teeth, not daring to delay for even a moment.

After about ten minutes, there were bursts of footsteps outside again.

Mingchuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a cold-faced girl walking towards the door.

The girl had short hair cut to her ears, wore a bright yellow coat, and had two round pearl earrings on her ears, which made her cheeks look pink and white.

Looking down, she was wearing a pair of white furry boots on her legs, the fur fluttering in the wind, making her look particularly playful, like a princess who grew up in a greenhouse.

But when she blinked and raised her eyes, everyone saw the deep coldness in her eyes.

This coldness makes people's backs chill.

It's quite different from her playful appearance.

If Ah Xiong were here, he would probably make some comments...

Fortunately, I didn't bring him here.

Mingchuan secretly broke into a cold sweat, and then he saw the woman looking at him. The more he looked, the more familiar she looked.

Seeing this, the King laughed and said, "Xiaochuan, don't you recognize me? This is the King's Master you met before."

National Division? !