"He can't see here, why should I pay respects to him?" Xiang Yun asked as if it was a matter of course.

"But he is the Prince, side by side."

"I know!"

"Then how dare you not bow?"

"Uh …" When Yue Jing heard Xiang Yun's words, his entire mind became a little chaotic. The words of Brother Wei in front of him were truly a bit rebellious and audacious.

Yue Zhong tried to persuade Xiang Yun, "Brother Wei, Prince w.a.n.g is the war G.o.d of our Wind Cloud Country, he fought in wars to stabilize our country. Without you, Prince Yun, how could we live in peace and prosperity? You should kneel down and pay your respects."

"Aiyo!"

When Yue Jing heard this, he was so frightened that the wine gla.s.s in his hand fell onto the table, spilling all of it. The latter did not have the time to care about these things and extended a hand to gag Xiang Yun.

"Brother Wei, don't speak nonsense. This is the palace!" Yue Jing's eyes widened in fear as he spoke in a serious tone. At the same time, he did not forget to look around to see if anyone else had heard his words.

Compared to Yue Jing's nervous appearance in the face of a great enemy, Xiang Yun was indifferent as he waved his hand, "No worries, no worries. Brother Yue seems to have arrived at his own home. Just relax a little."

Yue Jing was both angry and amused at the same time when he heard this. He thought to himself: "You still treat this place as your own home? This is the Royal Mansion, who would allow you to treat this place as your own home? Do we even have the qualifications to do so?"

Yue Jing hurriedly changed the topic, not mentioning anything related to the Duke Palaces. He was afraid that this fearless master of his would say something outrageous in the name of bringing disaster upon himself!

Whether it was the famous operas in the stalls of the Wind and Cloud Empire, or the inscriptions in the temples, or the anecdotes in the martial arts world, or even the secret arts in the houses of the wind and moon, the latter all came at once! He really was a wonderful person.

Not to mention that the two of them had been drinking and chatting in the outer corners of the courtyard, but after the King and his entourage had entered the Spring Pavilion, they were respectfully led to the second floor by the manor's butler Lin. Along the way, Xiang Jinghong first scanned the first floor's great hall to the left and right, but there was no sign of Xiang Yun.

Xiang Jinghong said in a low voice to Steward Lin, who was leading the way, "Steward Lin, why haven't you seen third brother? Could it be that he hasn't arrived yet?"

Hearing that, Xiang Jinghong couldn't help but frown, his expression slightly cold as he said: "Stop messing around! How could third brother not have a spot! I'm afraid you're all mistaken! "

Seeing this, Xiang Jinghong seemed to understand something. However, a trace of dissatisfaction still flashed in his eyes!

"I'll go find second brother!" Xiang Jinghong turned and prepared to head downstairs.

"Fleeting."

At this moment, Xiang Tian's calm voice came from the front.

"Father?" Xiang Jinghong turned to look at Xiang Ling.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, and even dissatisfied, Xiang Jinghong still did not dare to go against his father's wishes. Since young, even when he was already the loyal general of the imperial court, he had remained so.

Immediately, everyone took their seats, with Xiang Ling sitting at the seat of honor, with the crown prince, Xiang Qian, and the princess, Xiang Fei, accompanying him from left to right.

Both of them were of n.o.ble stature, and their statuses were second only to that of Shoulder King. Below them was the tall and st.u.r.dy silver-haired old man, as well as the fair-skinned old man. The two of them actually sat at the head of Xiang Jinghong and Xiang Jinglei.

Towards this, Xiang Jinghong and Xiang Jinglei, the two heirs, were not the slightest bit dissatisfied. This was because the ident.i.ties of these two elders were definitely worthy of bearing such a seat.

The skinny old man's name was w.a.n.g Wenjing, he was the Left Premier of the Wind Cloud Country, head of a hundred officials. The tall, silver-haired old man was Wan Bing, the current Grand Marshal of the Wind Cloud Country.

Since ancient times, there had been kings and officials who were not allowed to come into contact with each other. This had always been a royal ban, and the emperor of the Empire of Feng Yun had directly sent a hundred civil and military officials to congratulate him. It could be seen how much trust the king had in his brother!

Other than these people, there was also the most powerful county governor of the Northwest 17 counties who sat at the lowest position. These were the lords who used to rule over a county, just like the governors in Xiang Yun's previous life. At this moment, they sat at the lower position without any dissatisfaction, and they felt that it was their honor to be able to sit at the same table as these people!

This little Spring Pavilion was only a round table, but it had gathered people who could control the entire Northwest powers, and even influence the entire Wind Cloud Country!

"Everyone, today is the forty-fifth birthday of this king. Initially, I did not want to celebrate too much and could not resist the enthusiasm of everyone. Today, a feast has been set up. I hope that everyone can enjoy the feast!"

He stood up with a wine cup in his hand, looking at everyone. His voice was gentle and calm, but his voice was not loud, yet it resounded throughout the entire Garden of Apricot, as if he was whispering in everyone's ears.

In an instant, everyone stood up respectfully. No matter if it was inside or outside the Spring Pavilion, only one young man in the corner of the West Branch turned a blind eye and continued to eat and drink. He paid no attention to the voices beside him, nor did he care about the dark-faced man who was tugging at his clothes from the side!

They were all fine wines brewed using natural spring water. The fragrance was elegant and mellow, the taste was cool and sweet, and the aftertaste was long. They were all high quality wines from the Blue Wind Nation's eastern Water Moon Kingdom!

It was worth mentioning that on the second floor of the Spring Pavilion, there was an open-air pavilion with a large rectangular stage on which everyone could perform. Of course, the second floor of the Spring Pavilion was the best place to enjoy the view.

At this moment, the stage was filled with musicians from the bamboo nation of the north, as well as dancers from the Shuiyue Country. They were performing as they sang and danced!

The Zhuyin Country's musicians were playing and singing, playing a melodious melody, and performing high and mighty techniques that matched well with each other. As for the dancers from the Shuiyue Country, they were tall, slender, graceful, and wore light muslin that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

On top of that, she had a beautiful face that was exotic to her. She would sometimes pout, then blush, then pander to, then disappear in the distance. The people watching the dance couldn't help but stop their bets, their heartstrings straining as they jumped up and down, mesmerizing themselves!

As the dance ended, the guests applauded thunderously, cheering non-stop!

At the same time, the crown prince, Xiang Qian, and the princess, Xiang Fei, also toasted their royal uncle, representing their royal father, the current emperor, to express their concern and blessings towards Xiang Tian.

Upon hearing the blessings of his elder brother that the two of them had brought, Xiang Tian's expression, which was originally as calm as water, was slightly moved. He could not help but sigh.

"Royal Uncle, you are in the prime of your life now. The so-called young and strong are the pillars of our nation. How are you old?"

Crown Prince Xiang Qian shook his head, showing his respect. Of course, what he said was the truth. Although the latter was already in his forties, just by looking at his face, he looked like a handsome man who had just turned thirty.

Hearing this, the sword-like eyebrows on Xiang Qian's handsome face trembled slightly. His eyelids twitched for no reason and he suddenly thought back to what he had experienced in Silver City three years ago. The latter repeatedly nodded his head.

"Of course, of course, ever since you taught your nephew, your nephew has already changed. He doesn't dare to be arrogant or rude anymore."

w.a.n.g Wenjing was the Minister of the Left of the current dynasty. In the past, he was born during the Imperial Examinations, and in the past, he went from the examinations to the Hall Compet.i.tion. If it wasn't for the fact that he had killed his way through and won the top scholar position in the Hall Compet.i.tion, he would have been able to create a beautiful legend.

However, since the latter was now the Minister of the Left, he had surpa.s.sed the Minister of the Right, Shangguan Yunde.

Furthermore, ten years ago, w.a.n.g Wenjing was appointed by the emperor as the Crown Prince's tutor. As the Crown Prince's teacher, he taught the Crown Prince Xiang Qian's literary etiquette and national affairs.

In his early years, w.a.n.g Wenjing had always felt that his disciple was too arrogant and didn't put anyone in his eyes. The latter had tried many times to educate him to improve this defect of his, but to no avail.

w.a.n.g Wenjing thought that the crown prince had become even more reluctant to study and was feeling anxious and dissatisfied. Suddenly, one day, the crown prince personally paid him a visit and respectfully invited him back to the Eastern Palace to impart knowledge.

He didn't know why this crown prince had suddenly become so respectful and orderly. He thought that the latter was just worried that he would complain to His Majesty the Emperor, which was why he acted so pretentiously. He never thought that the latter's act would never change.

The Crown Prince, Xiang Qian, had changed completely after his trip to Silver City. Even w.a.n.g Wenjing found this strange.