Shanhe Festival 214. Gifts at the Full Moon Banquet

Knowing that everything was fine, the two Madams Xu and Qin Zheng got up and said goodbye. Mo Xiuyao came back soon. Seeing Ye Li holding Mo Xiaobao, who refused to sleep, in one hand and passing the time with a book in the other hand, he frowned unhappily. Hearing the footsteps, Ye Li quickly put down the book, stood up and said with a smile: "You're back? Are you injured?" Mo Xiuyao snorted lightly, picked up the swaddling clothes wrapped in Mo Xiaobao and walked to the bed, which scared Ye Li. Even if a baby who had just turned one month old was carried like that in the swaddling clothes, it was scary enough. Seeing Mo Xiuyao put the baby back in the cradle, and Mo Xiaobao didn't cry and looked at her with his big round eyes, Ye Li breathed a sigh of relief. I was just about to discuss this with Mo Xiuyao.

Regarding the safety of Mo Xiaobao, she was worried that the baby she had worked so hard to give birth to might be tortured to death by his own father. Before Ye Li could speak, Mo Xiuyao groaned, sat down on the bed, and a trace of blood flowed from his lips.

Ye Li was shocked and frightened. She even forgot to discuss blaming Mo Xiuyao for being a father. She immediately stood up and asked someone to call Shen Yang to come over. Mo Xiuyao reached out and held her hand and shook his head. Ye Li frowned and looked at him for a long time. Except for his pale face, there was nothing wrong with him. She was relieved and wiped the blood from his lips and asked, "Why didn't you tell me about the internal injuries? Didn't the King of Zhennan vomit blood after the fight ended in a draw?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "Lei Zhenting is one of the four great masters in the world. How can you fight him without paying a price?"

Ye Li looked at him unhappily and said, "So, the King of Zhennan vomited blood in front of people, and you, Your Majesty, vomited blood behind people's backs?" Mo Xiuyao snorted and smiled at Ye Li without refutation. Of course, he couldn't tell Ah Li that Lei Zhenting didn't intend to vomit blood, but he was pissed off by him in the end. So Lei Zhenting didn't vomit blood because of injury, but because he was angry. Thinking of the last palm against Lei Zhenting, Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but frown. Xiling's number one master is indeed worthy of his reputation. If he uses all his strength in terms of moves, he may be able to beat Lei Zhenting a little bit with the advantage of his healthy hands, but if he talks about internal strength, it seems that he is still a little behind. But it doesn't matter. He is not even thirty, but Lei Zhenting is nearly fifty. If he can suppress Lei Zhenting in terms of ability, then Lei Zhenting's title as the best master in Xiling may not be so genuine. He can kill him even if he doesn't use his internal strength! Whenever Mo Xiuyao thinks of the look in the old man's eyes when he looks at Ah Li, the murderous intent in his eyes can't be controlled. Mo Xiuyao suddenly feels that the last words he said to Lei Zhenting were too euphemistic. The old and ugly man's face is not worthy of looking at his Ah Li. Thinking of something, Mo Xiuyao thoughtfully raised his hand and gently touched the mask on his face.

Ye Li looked at the man sitting beside the bed in a trance with surprise, raised her hand and touched his forehead and asked, "What's wrong? Is the injury too serious?"

"Nothing." Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "I was just wondering if Lei Zhenting can attend tomorrow's banquet." Ye Li sat down beside him and said with a smile, "What's there to think about? The so-called banquet is just a formality." The really important things are to be solved before and after the banquet. The full moon banquet is just a show for ordinary people to see. As for whether the King of Zhennan can attend, Xiuyao should not be so tactless as to beat the King of Zhennan so that he can't get up from bed, right?

On this day, Ruyang City was once again in an uproar. Although most people did not see the duel between the King of Zhennan and the King of Ding, everyone in Ruyang City knew about it. After the duel, no matter which side they supported, they all became depressed and secretly felt sorry for their wallets. Only Han Mingxi, who was the host, smiled more and more seductively with his handsome face. Who made the King of Ding admit that he and the King of Zhennan had tied? No one won, so the winner was naturally Han Mingxi.

Located far from Prince Ding's Palace, Han Mansion is where Han Mingxi stayed in Ruyang City. At this time, Han Mingyue was smiling at a table full of silver bills, silver ingots, jade pendants, and jewelry. Feng Zhiyao sat on the side and sneered at Han Mingyue who was overjoyed. Han Mingxi raised his head and looked at him, then stood up and walked to his side and sat down and said with a smile: "How come the third son of Feng has time to come to my humble abode?" Feng Zhiyao glanced at the things on the table that had not been put away yet, and asked: "How much did you earn?"

Han Mingxi raised his eyebrows and counted proudly. Feng Zhiyao was immediately envious and glared at Han Mingxi, "Fifty thousand taels?" His eight hundred taels were among them! Han Mingxi glanced at him with contempt and said with a smile, "Mr. Feng San, you look down on Prince Ding and Prince Zhennan too much, don't you? What's fifty thousand taels? Five hundred thousand taels!" Feng Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and his envy and jealousy immediately turned into deep hatred. The look in his eyes when he looked at Han Mingxi was more like looking at a tall mountain of gold. What's more important is that the mountain of gold belonged to someone else. No wonder so many people in this world like to open casinos, it's simply a huge profit. No, Han Mingxi doesn't even need any capital, it's simply a huge profit with no capital. Han Mingxi sighed with some regret: "

It's a pity that Prince Ding and Prince Zhennan only agreed to the duel privately. If there was to be a decisive battle or something... it should be announced throughout Da Chu or Xiling two months in advance. Then..."Don't even mention 500,000, maybe even 5 million. Han Mingxi was deeply saddened by the loss of such a huge opportunity to make money. Perhaps the Han family is born with a talent for making money. Over the past year or so, Han Mingxi felt that he could gradually understand his brother's greed for money.

Feng Zhiyao stared at him for a long time with dissatisfaction, and then said in a casual voice: "The prince wants you to send the money he should give to him as soon as possible." Hearing this, Han Mingxi was furious, staring at Feng Zhiyao with a vigilant face and said: "On what basis? This is the money I earned myself!" Feng Zhiyao sneered, "Don't be silly, if the prince hadn't admitted in front of everyone that it was a tie in the end, do you think you can kill? The prince said that he would only take 50% from you." With the appearance of the King of Zhennan vomiting blood on the spot, if the prince insisted that he won, no one would be able to object. When mentioning this matter, Han Mingxi's anger subsided a lot, and he asked curiously: "What did the King of Ding say to the King of Zhennan in the end?" Although his martial arts were not very good, he still had some knowledge. Originally, the King of Zhennan was not seriously injured after the last blow, at least not to the point of vomiting blood on the spot. Then the King of Ding whispered something in the King of Zhennan's ear, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of the King of Zhennan's mouth. It was clearly because he was angry!

Feng Zhiyao said lazily, "How should I know? Give me the money. I don't have time to count money with you."

"So, you are here to ask me for money on behalf of Prince Ding?" Han Mingxi said resentfully. If I had known that he came for this purpose, I should have sent someone to chase him out when he entered the door. Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What's the problem? Otherwise, I will tell everyone in the Mohist Army that you and the prince are secretly colluding to control the win and loss?" The Mohist Army did not dare to trouble the prince, but they could definitely trample Han Mingxi to death. Thinking of those warriors who lost money and looked resentful, Han Mingxi dared not speak out. He angrily took out 250,000 taels from the table and let Feng Zhiyao take it away. After putting the money away, Feng Zhiyao stood up and said goodbye with satisfaction. The prince promised to return his eight hundred taels to him, as long as he was not greedy and did not lose money.

In Han's mansion, when Han Mingxi was complaining about the drastic reduction in income, Mo Xiuyao, who was sitting in his study, smiled with satisfaction when he saw the banknotes Feng Zhiyao brought to him. Feng Zhiyao looked at him puzzledly and asked, "Han Mingxi has 250,000 taels, and there are other miscellaneous gambling games in the city, totaling 400,000 taels. Ah Yao, what do you want so much money for?" The most important thing is, Prince Ding needs money everywhere, so does he need to make money in this way? Mo Xiuyao glanced at him leisurely and said, "Who bet the most?" Feng Zhiyao smiled and said, "Is there any need to ask? Of course it's the envoys and dignitaries from various countries. There are many people in Ruyang City, but each person only has one or two taels of silver. How many people can there be? I secretly inquired,

Mo Jingli bet a full fifty thousand taels on the King of Zhennan to win. Um…Princess Anxi also bet thirty thousand taels, but she bet on you, the prince, to win. "These are people whose relationship with the Mo family army is not so bad. As for the people of Xiling and the Seventh Prince of Beirong, they also bet on the King of Zhennan to win. Even if it is just for the sake of pride, they also want to suppress the Dingwang Mansion. It's a pity that they don't know that it was the prince who killed them all in the end.

Mo Xiuyao said, "Then we will use this money to hold Mo Xiaobao's full-moon banquet. Do we have to ask Ding Wangfu to pay for it?"

Feng Zhiyao was silent. Shouldn't the Prince of Ding's Mansion hold the full-moon banquet? Your Majesty, there should be a limit to your ability to get rich, right?

Mo Xiuyao didn't care about his subordinates' complaints. Why would he use his own money to entertain those idiots he didn't like? He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, give the money directly to Zhou Yu. Isn't he the one who handles all these things? If there is any left, just give it to the people in the city as a red envelope." Feng Zhiyao silently admired him in his heart. So, Lord, you not only beat up the King of Zhennan to vent your anger, but also earned back the money for the full moon banquet for the young prince. Can you use the remaining change to win people's hearts? Compared with you, Han Mingxi's ability to make money is simply rubbish.

The whole city of Ruyang was in turmoil for nearly half a month, and the full-moon banquet of Prince Ding was finally held as scheduled. In fact, the so-called banquets, whether they are full-moon banquets, birthday banquets, wedding banquets, or even the banquets for the coronation ceremony, are all the same, the only difference is the size of the event. This banquet, like the last one, was still held on the city tower in the east of Ruyang City.

When Mo Xiuyao led Ye Li's hand and walked up to the main seat on the tower, everyone was stunned. Mo Xiuyao, who always wore a half silver mask, finally took off the mask that had accompanied him for nearly ten years, but what was exposed in front of people was not the hideous scars and face that they had originally thought. Under the candlelight, the silver-white hair was casually draped behind his body, with only a silver ribbon casually holding up the hair. A few strands of silver hair concealed Mo Xiuyao's handsome and handsome face. The people sitting below could not see the hideous scars or even the small scars. What was shown in everyone's eyes was clearly a handsome man who was a little pale but absolutely handsome and elegant. The handsome man present at this time was naturally not good. But the only one who could be slightly comparable to the white-haired man on the platform who was dressed in crimson purple princely clothes and seemed unattainable was the young master Qingchen Xu Qingchen, who was dressed in white and looked calm. But the young master Qingchen looked calm, and in his white clothes he seemed to be a man from heaven, pure as a lotus and as quiet as the moon. But the white-haired man seemed to be the sharpest sword, the most noble and gorgeous gem, and the coldest ice and snow on the top of a mountain. Even his smile seemed to carry a terrifying chill and pressure.

"As expected of Prince Ding, who else in this world can match his elegance and grace except Princess Ding?" Even though her heart was on Xu Qingchen, Princess Anxi couldn't help but sigh as she looked at Mo Xiuyao.

Hearing this, Mo Xiuyao looked up at Ye Li, who was standing side by side with Mo Xiuyao, and smiled faintly with relief in his eyes. When Li'er was betrothed to Mo Xiuyao, the Xu family was not without guilt. If the reason why Li'er was betrothed to Prince Ding was 50%, then the Xu family should also account for at least half. Now that Prince Ding can stand with Li'er in good health, the Xu family is naturally very happy.

"Princess Anxi is right. I have heard that Princess Dingguo is very beautiful. She is indeed worthy of her reputation." On the other side, Prince Yelu Hong of Beirong said, looking up at Ye Erli with admiration in his eyes. Ye Li is naturally a beautiful woman, but her appearance is not enough to make a country fall in love with her. What really attracts people is her aura and spirit that she reveals invisibly. Standing next to a man like Mo Xiuyao, even the most beautiful woman in the world can easily become a foil. But Ye Li will not do that. She just stands calmly beside Mo Xiuyao with a gentle and elegant smile on her lips. Her beautiful and peaceful face coupled with her distant and calm eyes is like a peerless peony quietly blooming. Who says that peonies must be magnificent and gorgeous? The peony is graceful, elegant, and majestic, and it is clearly the king of flowers.

"I have met Prince Ding and Princess Ding."

"No need to be polite." Mo Xiuyao held Ye Li's hand, and said with a loud laugh, "Thank you all for coming all the way to attend my son's full moon banquet. The king and the princess hope that everyone will be polite tonight and not leave until they are drunk!"

"Prince Ding, since tonight is the full-month banquet for the young master, I wonder if we can have the honor of meeting the young master?" Someone asked immediately. Although everyone knew that the so-called full-month banquet for the young master was just a cover, since they were here, they couldn't have not even seen what the young master looked like, right? Mo Xiuyao smiled calmly and said, "What's the difficulty?" The wet nurse carefully carried the swaddling clothes onto the high platform. Ye Li took the child with a smile and looked down. It was rare that Mo Xiaobao was not asleep even at the late hour. His round eyes were really watery and looked at Ye Li. I don't know if he really saw and recognized Ye Li or was familiar with her breath. As soon as he got into Ye Li's arms, he immediately giggled. Ye Li lifted him up slightly so that the people below could also see what Mo Xiaobao looked like. The little guy was not afraid of strangers. He lay obediently in Ye Li's arms and looked at the people below with his big eyes. He didn't care at all and couldn't even see the people and things below.

"The young master is really talented and charming..." Everyone praised him. Yelu Ye laughed loudly and said, "Prince Ding, I wonder if the young master has been given a name?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "Of course I did. Mr. Qingyun personally gave the child the name. Yu on the top and Chen on the bottom."

Mo Yuchen. In fact, many people present had already known Mo Xiaobao's name through various channels, but it was a completely different concept when Mo Xiuyao said it in person. Nanzhao and Dachu had completely different cultural customs. I didn't feel much about this, I just praised the good name. Beirong was a barbarian tribe outside the Great Wall, even if they learned from the Central Plains, they would have limited knowledge. The ones who were really shocked were the King of Xiling Zhennan and Mo Jingli of Dachu.

Yu Chen, such a name almost does not conceal Mo Xiuyao's expectations for this child or his own ambition. Mo Jingli looked up at Mo Xiuyao, who was sitting on the high main seat with Ye Li in his arms with a leisurely look on his face, and his heart surged. He never understood what kind of mentality he had towards Mo Xiuyao, but at this moment he clearly knew how jealous he was of Mo Xiuyao. Yes, it was jealousy. Even though they were both in power, he did not dare to openly give his child such a name. Therefore, Mo Xiuyao's son was named Mo Yuchen and his son, who could only be ranked among the royal descendants, was named Mo Yunxiao. Even though they were in the same team with Mo Jingqi, Mo Xiuyao could openly invite the dignitaries of various countries, just like a king. But he could only contact the dignitaries of various countries secretly. In the eyes of the dignitaries of various countries, Prince Ding and Prince Li were never on the same level. Not to mention, the beautiful and elegant woman that Mo Xiuyao embraced at this moment should have been his wife. However, even though his heart was filled with jealousy as if it was flowing with poison, at this moment he could only sit quietly below and watch Mo Xiuyao's glory and pride.

Ye Ying sat next to Mo Jingli, so she naturally saw all of Mo Jingli's expressions. A hint of mockery appeared on her lips, but when she looked up at Ye Li, she became bitter again. She used to be extremely proud of herself for getting Ye Li to join the Prince Li's Mansion, and sometimes even felt a little sympathy for her half-sister who joined the Prince Ding's Mansion. But now, both are princesses, one sits above millions of people, in charge of the huge Mo family army and the Prince Ding's Mansion, and has all the love and sincerity of the most outstanding husband. The other was imprisoned in the capital with a sick child. Now that she has finally come out, her husband has so many wives and concubines that she almost has no place for herself. Who is the one who needs sympathy?

"Mo Yuchen? What a nice name." King Zhennan's eyes lingered on the child in Ye Li's arms for a moment and praised him.

Mo Xiuyao was not polite and responded frankly: "It's a good name."

Yelu Ye stood up and said with a smile: "It's the full moon of Prince Ding. I specially brought a gift from Beirong for the prince. I hope Prince Ding will not dislike it."

Mo Xiuyao looked down at Yelu Ye and said with a faint smile, "Seventh Prince has come from afar, how could I be so rude? I would like to thank Seventh Prince on behalf of my son."

Yeluye smiled, raised his hand and blew a strange whistle into the air. There was a whistling sound in the air, and a black shadow rushed down from the sky and headed straight for the seats where Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li were sitting. The people below the stage couldn't help but exclaimed. When the black shadow appeared in the firelight, it was clear that it was not black but a big snow-white bird, with its wings spread out and a pair of sharp claws flashing in the firelight, swooping down on the three people on the high platform.

As everyone screamed in surprise, the white bird seemed to have hit something and stopped a few feet away from the two people, then continued to charge. But in front of it was clearly a blank space, as if an invisible high wall was blocking it. Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a white eagle.

The white eagle was blocked by the invisible barrier and could not get close to Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao. But it refused to leave and instead rushed and screamed desperately. Ye Li frowned slightly, stretched out her hands to cover Mo Xiaobao's ears, stared at the white eagle with a cold gaze and said, "Shut up!"

The coldness was so real that even the proud white eagle couldn't help but tremble, and then it screamed even louder. Mo Xiuyao smiled coldly, "How dare you!" He flicked his sleeves and rolled them up, and even the powerful eagle was caught and thrown out. The direction it was thrown out was exactly where Yelu Ye was sitting. Seeing that the white eagle was hit without any resistance, Yelu Ye had to stand up and quickly stepped back a few steps. The white eagle just fell into Yelu Ye's empty chair. The white eagle was so dizzy that it turned around and couldn't tell who was who at this time. As soon as it flew up, it rushed towards Yelu Ye.

Yeluye was shocked. This white eagle was the most ferocious bird on the northern Rong grassland. Even the wolves were afraid of it. If it was caught, it would be half dead if it didn't die. Yeluye blew the whistle to control the white eagle, but the white eagle was thrown hard by Mo Xiuyao just now. There were golden stars in front of its eyes. When it heard the whistle, it rushed forward habitually. Yeluye had no choice but to use his lightness skills to retreat to the side. So everyone watched Yeluye being chased by the white eagle they sent, and they could only look at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or pretend not to see it.

Mo Xiuyao squinted his eyes to appreciate the farce in front of him. Ye Li, holding Mo Xiaobao, also looked at the little boy with big eyes who stretched out his hand from time to time to tease him. Mo Xiuyao's rolling and throwing just now was not that simple. Ye Li was sitting next to him and clearly saw that when Mo Xiuyao rolled the white eagle into his sleeve, he sprinkled some strange medicine powder on the white eagle. Although I don't know what it is, I can guess a little by looking at the performance of the white eagle. The most interesting thing is that the white eagle is flying around so much that even if you catch it later, you may not be able to find any medicine powder on it. More importantly, the white eagle was sent by the Beirong people. Even if there is something, it is their own business.

Seeing Yeluye being chased by the dizzy white eagle wolf, Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "Okay, someone bring the gift for the Seventh Prince."

"Yes, Princess." Two secret guards stepped out of the crowd and attacked the white eagle from the left and right. If the white eagle was flying in the air, they would not be able to catch it, but at this time, the white eagle was too heavy to fly. After a few rounds, the two of them took down the white eagle and locked it in a sturdy cage sent by the people below. Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.