Red Heart Survey

Although Qingyun Pavilion is far less powerful than Lingxiao Pavilion, and it doesn't see much scale in Jiang Wang's eyes, it is one of the best sects in Shun'an Mansion after all, and it is not the same as Xiyun Sword Sect.

In order to congratulate Hou Weining on his birthday this time, Qing Yunting also put a lot of thought into it.

Just to pick up the burden of presents, they formed a long queue.

The leader of the team was an old man with a short beard who was about 60 years old. He was accompanied by a young man with a slightly sinister face. He seemed to be close to each other. He was either a teacher and student or a father and son.

The rest are servants and attendants, and it looks like a great show.

The old man with the short beard also walked directly into the Hou's mansion as a matter of course, for a sect as powerful as their Qingyun Pavilion, naturally they didn't have to line up outside the Hou's mansion.

"Um?"

The steward of the Jiao family, who had been standing outside the gate of the Hou's mansion to greet them, suddenly took a step sideways and stopped in front.

The short-bearded old man smiled and cupped his hands: "Brother Jiao, Jiu Shu greets you!"

The steward had no expression on his face: "What are you doing?"

The short-bearded old man's smile choked, but he still reluctantly replied: "Feng Yue would like to come here on behalf of Qingyun Pavilion to celebrate the birthday of Lord Hou!"

The steward of the Hou's Mansion raised his chin at the long queue outside the mansion: "So many people are here to celebrate Lord Hou's birthday, and they are all queuing up, why don't you line up?"

"Brother Jiao." Feng Yue smiled and handed out a storage box under the cover of his body: "But what's wrong with Feng? Please tell me clearly."

The steward of the Hou's Mansion took a step back, exposing the storage box naked to everyone's sight, and said coldly, "Our Lord Hou runs a family like an army, Mr. Feng, what do you mean?"

The young man who had been silent all this time suddenly raised his head and gave him a cold look.

Forced by this sinister look, the steward of the Hou Mansion, who is not very cultivated, couldn't help but take a step back, and immediately became furious: "What are you looking at!"

Feng Yue turned around and slapped him: "Low your head! Close your eyes!"

The young man at Qingyun Pavilion really closed his eyes and lowered his head.

Only then did Feng Yue turn back, and smiled apologetically to the steward of the Hou Mansion: "Young people are ignorant, please forgive me. We are going to queue over there, aren't we?"

The steward of the Hou Mansion said coldly: "You can go back if you don't want to line up. Weining Hou Mansion is not short of such kindness."

"What needs to be arranged, what needs to be arranged." Feng Yue still smiled, not taking this embarrassment seriously: "Of course there is no shortage of Weining Hou Mansion, but Qingyun Pavilion's wishes cannot be missed."

He waved his hand back: "Take people to line up."

The young man who had just been slapped didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the back of the line.

"I made you laugh." Feng Yue saluted the steward of the Hou Mansion again, and then stepped back respectfully.

Jiang Wang took a few glances and then turned back, acting as if he had nothing to do with himself. This vicious young man is obviously not very broad-minded, if he is regarded as watching their jokes at Qing Yun Ting, it will inevitably be bad for the future.

But I remembered these two people in my heart.

Regarding Qingyun Pavilion's setback in front of the Weining Marquis Mansion, he had already expected it.

Jiao Xiong, who he killed with a single sword in Chiyun Mountain before, happened to also be named Jiao.

Jiao Xiong, who knocked down the Three Houses and didn't have supernatural powers, is said to be able to rank among the top fifteen among the young people in Yongguo.

Of course, this ranking may not be reliable. Because Chi Yue of Qingyun Pavilion is obviously better than Jiao Xiong, but I haven't heard of any ranking.

However, Chi Yue, who is stronger, still needs to cater to Jiao Xiong. It can be seen from this that the Jiao family should have a strong influence in the Yong Kingdom. Jiang Wang easily found out Jiao Xiong's background, he happened to be the grandson of Marquis Wei Ning of Yong Kingdom.

Only the Jiao family, where Jiao Wu, the Marquis of Weining, is in charge, is worthy of Qingyun Pavilion's courtship.

Among Jiao Wu's many descendants, Jiao Xiong, who opened the Three Houses at a young age, is the most promising one. But he died in Chiyun Mountain.

The dissatisfaction of Weining Marquis Mansion towards Qingyun Pavilion can be imagined.

Of course, Jiang Wang, an outsider, can think of this, and the people in Qing Yunting can't think of it either. In other words, Feng Yue came here in person, maybe it was to "be humiliated", to let the Weining Houfu vent his anger, so as to avoid paying a more painful price in the future.

The long line finally finished before dusk, and more than half of the people left after delivering their birthday presents, without even the qualifications to sit down.

Jiang Wang's current status is at least an extraordinary monk. Xiyun Sword Sect also came to make friends with him in the early years, so he was invited into the Hou's mansion and sat in a seat—of course, it was only the outermost flowing water table.

Those in charge of greeting them, that is, a few stewards, the real Jiao family will not show up. Even a few stewards didn't care much.

Jiang Wang randomly found a place with few people and sat down. No one knew him, and he didn't need to know others.

Not long after, Feng Yue and the shady young man also walked into the outer courtyard under the guidance of the servants of the Hou Mansion.

Guanshi Jiao, who was talking to Feng Yue outside the gate of the mansion, is now standing at the gate of the courtyard, arranging for the arrival and delivery. He, Jiao Fu, ranks second among the several stewards of the Weining Marquis Mansion, and can handle many affairs on behalf of the Jiao Mansion.

Therefore, Feng Yue of Qingyun Pavilion had to call him Brother Jiao, and he also had the confidence to speak honestly to Feng Yue.

For a first-class sect in Shun'an Mansion like Qingyun Pavilion, even if the Weining Hou family wanted to neglect them, they should still welcome them into the inner courtyard.

But at this moment, Guanshi Jiao glanced at them, and a kind of annoyance suddenly arose in his heart.

The master's family has already ordered that if people from Qingyun Pavilion come, they don't need to show any good face. He can control the scale by himself. Earlier outside the gate of Hou's Mansion, forcing Qing Yunting to line up with those little people with no names and surnames was a kind of beating.

Ordinarily, this is enough, and more depends on how the master decides. But Qing Yunting's young man who didn't know what to do dared to stare at him.

Do you think that a mere Qingyun Pavilion can shake the Weining Hou Mansion? How dare they resent the attitude of the Weining Marquis before they have redeemed their mistakes?

"You guys." Annoyed from the bottom of his heart, Guanshi pointed out, "Sit there!"

The direction of the finger is the table where Jiang Wang is sitting.

The reason why there are few people is precisely because no one wants to sit. In the entire yard, it is also near the door, and is the least valued. Generally speaking, it is also the seat of the lowest-status guests.

Among the many choices at this moment, he chose the one that was relatively more embarrassing for Qing Yunting.

The young man with a gloomy face in Qingyun Pavilion was furious and took a step forward, but was held down by Feng Yue.

In this situation, Feng Yue still had a smile on his face.

"Feng Ming, sit down." He said.

The young man named Feng Ming gritted his teeth, walked over without saying a word, and sat down heavily beside Jiang Wang. The round stools creaked in embarrassment, enough to feel his humiliation.

Feng Yue himself bowed his hands to the manager of Jiaojiao, and said with a smile: "The guest can do whatever he wants, so Feng will be bothering you."

I don't know, I'm afraid I thought he was enjoying some kind of VIP treatment.

Jiao Guanshi replied with a fake smile: "It's easy to say."

"Brother Jiao." Feng Yue looked left and right, and then walked up to him affectionately: "The Hou's family is very high, and Feng does not know the etiquette, so I need to ask some questions. I wonder if it is convenient?"

Jiao Fu looked at him, it shouldn't be, and he didn't say no, he turned around and left.

Feng Yue gave Feng Ming a warning look, and followed behind.

Sitting casually, Jiang Wang nodded to the new friend sitting next to him, but only received Feng Ming's indifferent glance.

He just smiled and didn't mind at all.

The plan is advancing in an orderly manner, and everything is under control.