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Chapter 99 Banquet Storm

Ning Yu had been meditating for a whole day before he could barely comb the Yin Huai Nailed Dragon Stump clearly, and he just sorted it out clearly, and it was still far from learning.

However, the formation map was already in hand, and sooner or later I could learn it. That night, Bodang Mansion handed over the invitation and the third prince's banquet was about to begin.

Ning Yu packed up and stuffed the corpse-transformed powder and the tendons of the iron-wired rhinoceros into his mouth. Maybe he could use it at any time.

Knocking on Yin De's door, a vulgar head poked out.

"Can you go for free?" Ning Yu asked kindly.

When the door was closed directly, Yin De's voice came out: "You think I don't know. Today is the third prince's banquet, the Shura venue, so I won't go, don't try to cheat me."

Ning Yu couldn't help but shake his head, learn to be smart, alas...

Drive his own luxury car, Ning Yu went straight to Bodang Mansion and arrived at the door of Bodang Mansion. There were already various frames parked here, either gorgeous or simple, or pulled by strange beasts or ordinary horses.

It represents the officials of the entire Qingzhou. Qingzhou is huge and has hundreds of cities. As the core of Qingzhou, Qingzhou City is naturally responsible for managing them.

The Criminal Department is just a relatively important institution, and in fact there are many institutions that can maintain the huge operation of Qingzhou.

As soon as Ning Yu's luxury car arrived, it attracted the eyes of many people. Not far away, a pretty boy whispered with the middle-aged man beside him: "Father, look, this is the kind of armored car I told you."

The middle-aged man next to him was wearing a purple robe, with long beards on his face, protruding cheekbones, and looked cold and fierce.

"Bo Dang Business?" The middle-aged man looked at the four big words on the car body and narrowed his eyes.

"want to?"

The pretty boy lowered his head a little embarrassedly, causing the middle-aged man to snort coldly: "If you want it, just say it, whine."

"Yes, the boy wants it." said the handsome boy.

"After the banquet, I will talk to Wang Bodang." The middle-aged man nodded.

Ning Yu stopped the car. There was no key to the car, but no one dared to steal it. Under the guidance of the waiter, Ning Yu walked into the backyard.

I have been here several times before, except for the first time I met the third prince and went to the backyard, I had no chance.

The backyard was blocked, and even the people from Bodang Mansion could not enter, and were occupied by the third prince. It was opened today.

There were many people here, forming small circles, and they were talking in a low voice.

Ning Yu came here and looked around. The sound around him suddenly became much smaller. He could clearly sense that many eyes swept over him without a trace.

"Zhang Xingshou has arrived..." A loud shout came suddenly, and many people changed their eyes.

Ning Yu also attracted his attention. Zhang Xingshou was a real power figure in Qingzhou City. He controlled the Criminal Department and was a top powerful man. He was also a Dharma body and had his own majesty.

He didn't look old, and seemed to be younger than the housekeeper here. His hair was tied up, his eyes were gentle, not aggressive, and he looked a bit elegant.

This is completely different from Ning Yu's image of a look of evil and perhaps a few scars.

He was surrounded by a round guy, with a flattering smile, and communicated with all the adults who came to say hello. Although Zhang Xingshou was not cold, he did not respond much.

But beyond Ning Yu's expectations, Zhang Xing came straight to him, looked at Ning Yu, and sighed a little: "What a pity."

What a pity, it’s a pity that Ning Yu is not dead? It’s a pity that Jie Dao met Ning Yu? It’s a pity that Ning Yu was not in his hands? No one knew about it.

Ning Yu narrowed his eyes and did not respond. Now he is the third prince's person, how can he twitch with others? I don't know.

Everyone was surprised. Who is this? It is worth Zhang Xingshou's initiative to speak. He is all old men in the officialdom and instantly realized that this guy is not simple.

However, there was no special reaction. As for the fact that it was impossible to speak, Qingzhou didn't know that there was only a big shot like Xingshou.

Moreover, it is not clear what the relationship between this guy and Xingshou is.

"The president of Taiyu Academy is here." Someone whispered loudly, and more people were alarmed now, and they all looked up.

"I didn't expect that Dean Tai Yushu, who had not appeared for even three years, was alarmed." A middle-aged man in a robe whispered.

"Director Zhan was once the army of the third prince, and even won over many people for the third prince in Qingzhou. How could he not..."

"Be careful..."

His friends around him warned that in the officialdom, he is likely to be convicted of just one sentence.

The third prince’s army?

Ning Yu looked at the old man in white robe who was surrounded by clusters in the distance. His hair and beard were all white, and his white robe was dragging the ground. His face was very wrinkled, like a kind old man with a gentle smile on his face.

Taiyu Academy is a large academy in Qingzhou City. It is not only responsible for teaching writing, but also the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism in Qingzhou.

Because the name of the academy can recruit a large number of good seedlings. Under the influence of the academy teachers, the first choice of those children is Confucianism and Taoism.

Even the Confucian and Taoist masters cannot be separated from the dynasty. They say that they are raising the aura of greatness, and no one knows whether it is.

Since ancient times, there are many pickled goods from Confucianism and Taoism. If they are truly grand, those people will be good people?

Ning Yu at least doesn’t think so. This is just a special path of practice. If you are not upright in your mind and nature, you cannot follow Confucianism and Taoism? Obviously it is impossible. Ziyue is a living example.

"Master Wu..."

What Ning Yu expected was that Zhang Xingshou actually bowed forward and praised his master.

Dean Zhan Tai's smile was a little calmer, and the atmosphere nearby was a little frozen.

"Well, I haven't seen you for a long time, and the evil spirit on you is getting heavier again." Finally, Dean Zhan nodded and greeted him lightly.

Why didn't you slap it on? Ning Yu sighed in his heart. Obviously, it is impossible in such an occasion.

Seeing that the two maintained a superficial relationship, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Qingzhou is roughly divided into three hills, one of President Zhan Tai, one of Zhang Xingshou, and one of bystanders headed by the city lord of Qingzhou.

The third prince behind President Zhan Tai held today's banquet, and it is unknown who is behind Zhang Xingshou.

At the home court of the third prince, Zhang Xingshou's side had lost its momentum and was suppressed.

However, Zhang Xingshou seemed not worried and took it calmly.

There are four armies in Qingfeng City. Except for Commander Xue and the other commander who suppressed the demons, the other two guardians of Qingzhou City are here.

Two armies suppress demons and two armies defend the city. This is the rule of Qingzhou for a long time, and it comes in rotation.
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