Perhaps Qingyu was the only one who had this odd idea.
While he was hesitating, all the others had already finished drinking the enlightened La Ba congee by the count, releasing a sigh of satisfaction.
“Ah~” Zeng Yue sighed as well, “Senior brother, you should hurry and.”
‘Sorry, senior brother, seeing you like this makes me not want to drink it even more, there is a sense of vestige of finally releasing it after holding it in for a long time.’ Qing Yu slandered in his heart.
Ouyang Yan also said, “Yuan Cheng and the others should have used part of the essence of the Tantric art of enlightenment, so that those who drink the porridge can perceive the corresponding essence of Tantric Buddhism and develop a good feeling towards it. But as long as the mind is firm, the congee will be beneficial and harmless.”
“Yes, I feel that my body is refreshed and my mind has a sense of clarity, and I am instantly clearer. Zeng Yue said.
“Thank you, senior brother.” Qing Yu hurriedly handed the bowl of waxing porridge to Zeng Yue.
It was not his Qing Yu’s style to lower the bottom line just for the sake of a few Tantric sensations.
“Good!”
On the high stage, a cry of approval suddenly came from Feng Tian Ming, his eyebrows flying and his face beaming, praising, “Master Yuan Cheng is really a master, this small bowl of congee has become so effective in Master’s hands, which is amazing!”
With Qing Yu’s deepening understanding of human psychology, Feng Tian Ming’s so-called astonishment was false, but the joy on his face was real.
It was thought that the two bowls of porridge that Monk Yuan Cheng had personally served up should have had quite a lot of ingredients added to them to make even a true Dan realm expert like Feng Tian Ming feel that the harvest was not small.
It was just a pity that even with the added ingredients, it could not hide the vestigial feeling that this enlightened La Ba congee looked like some kind of excrement, and perhaps with the added ingredients, the golden colour deepened and so did this vestigial feeling.
So Qing Yu said he didn’t envy it at all.
At this moment, Feng Tianming was still boasting about Yuan Cheng: “If my Great Zhou can be blessed by a master chanting sutras and praying, it will certainly be able to last for thousands of years and be blessed for many generations.”
Perhaps it was in response to the scene, but at that moment a voice came from outside: “Report!”
“Hm? What is it?” Feng Tianming frowned deeply, as if he was unhappy about being disturbed.
“Report!” A soldier dressed in blood-stained leather armour and with a grey face rushed into the Manfu Pavilion.
Although he looked ashen, the soldier’s face had an uplifting look of joy.
He knelt down on one knee and reported, “Your Majesty, an urgent report from 800 miles. Great General Yi Qianshan has killed 100,000 enemies from the Golden Wolf Khan’s court in front of the Bracken Pa*s, and the enemy general, Bo Han, was killed on the spot by the Great General.
“What did you say?!” Feng Tianming stood up sharply and said in astonishment, “A great victory at the Bracuan Pa*s?”
After seeing the soldier nod his head with certainty, Feng Tianming laughed loudly, “Hahahaha —– Bracket Cang Pa*s is a great victory.”
“Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty.”
“The Great Zhou will be blessed for a thousand years.”
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Many old foxes in the officialdom were also very discerning in their congratulations and congratulatory voices.
After a long time, Feng Tianming’s laughter only subsided. His first act was to say to Yuan Cheng, “Master is really extraordinary, just when we prayed for blessings, a great victory came, is this not the fate of Heaven in my Great Zhou?”
“Amitabha Buddha, this is the result of His Majesty’s many years of hard work, not the work of a poor monk.” Yuan Cheng returned.
“No, it is also the work of all the ministers. Without their help, the Great Zhou would not be here today,” Feng Tianming waved his hand and faced the officials below, “This great victory is a sign that the Mandate of Heaven is in our Great Zhou. The time is not far off for my Great Zhou to regain its homeland!”
“Mr. Ouyang ——,” Feng Tianming looked at Ouyang Yan.
“Your Majesty.” Ouyang Yan rose to his feet with a calm face.
“What do you think, sir?”
Ouyang Yan said indifferently, “I think that since the congee has been tasted, it is time to say goodbye.”
When he said this, it was like a thunderstorm on the ground, and there was a sudden silence in the Pavilion of Ten Thousand Blessings.
It seemed like an instant, but it seemed like ten thousand years, and Feng Tianming’s voice was heard in the silence of the Pavilion: “What does Mr. Ouyang mean by this?”
“Your Majesty,” said Ouyang Yan, still with an indifferent face, “it is late in the day, and it is time for your teacher to drink his medicine as his injuries are not light. I have the audacity to ask Your Majesty to allow me to go ahead and decoct some medicine for my teacher.”
“Decocting medicine!!!” Feng Tianming suppressed, not allowing his voice to turn into a roar.
“Your Majesty!” The Empress reached out and grabbed Feng Tian Ming’s hand, which was trembling with rage, and said in a low voice, “Calm your anger.”
Feng Tianming took a few deep breaths and forced a smile onto his face, “The decoction, indeed, had to be rushed. President Zhuge is a pillar of the nation, we cannot afford to neglect President Zhuge’s condition. Mr. Ouyang has a heart of respect for his teacher, would I not, allow, you, to, take, a, step, first?”
The last few words were spoken word for word by Feng Tianming.
“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Ouyang Yan bowed flatly and thanked him, taking Qing Yu, Zeng Yue, and Feng Jiu with him, and left straight away.
Behind them, the ministers were all afraid to speak, bowing their heads and not daring to look directly at the twisted, angry face on the high platform.
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The wide carriage, carrying a group of four people, rolled out of the imperial city.
The four people in the carriage were all silent, as if they were still puzzled by the sudden change in the dinner tonight.
They wondered why Ouyang Yan had suddenly said goodbye, why Feng Tianming was so furious, and all sorts of doubts were swirling around in their minds.
A little later, Ouyang Yan spoke out, “Do you know why this Lunar New Year’s congee banquet is being held tonight?”
“I don’t know” X3
Do you really not know?
Feng Jiu quietly looked at Qing Yu, this unfathomable man should know, seeing how he seemed to have an understanding.
If not for the presence of others, Feng Jiu would have asked Qing Yu about it. The first half of the banquet tonight was fine, but after the congee was offered by Yuan Cheng, there was a sudden and instantaneous change that caught people off guard and baffled them.
Ouyang Yan’s sudden and defiant farewell and Feng Tianming’s sudden and unusual outburst of anger brought the banquet to an abrupt halt. When they came back to their senses, they were already sitting in the carriage on the way back.
“Tell us what you think, I think you should have found quite a few strange things.” Ouyang Yan laughed.
“Strange things? Her Highness the Eldest Princess is not here this evening?” Zeng Yue said with a bit of uncertainty in his tone.
‘Young man, you have a strange focus as well, don’t you.’ Qing Yu’s gaze skimmed Zeng Yue.
This youngster, when he spoke of Eldest Princess Feng Mingxiao, he was not calm inside.
“Aunt Eldest Princess seems to be very unhappy with Father’s sudden cancellation of the family banquet, which is why she hasn’t shown up today. But the strange thing is that exposing this dissatisfaction in front of the hundred officials will make them think that Father is at odds with the Tong Shen realm powerhouse of the royal family, which is very inappropriate.” Feng Jiu said.
“What else?” Ouyang Yan then asked.
“Tonight’s banquet should be a good show led by His Majesty the Emperor alone.”
