After the fat man took Liu Yue away, the wedding banquet proceeded smoothly.
The dishes served at the banquet were simply country fare.
A few meat dishes, plus some homemade rice wine, make up a banquet.
For Emperor Jianyuan, these dishes were rather simple.
But for the people of Caijiazhuang, this was already a great feast.
Ordinary wealthy families could never afford to eat so well.
If you can eat white rice, you're a landlord; ordinary people can hardly find any meat.
"Come, come, this is our homemade rice wine. It's not very intoxicating, so you must drink more of it!"
Xu Lao Er placed two jars of wine on the table and warmly greeted the guests.
He and Xu's father were brothers and had always had a good relationship. Even though they had separated their households, the two brothers would always look out for each other if anything happened.
Xu Qing, who was idle and lazy, stood behind his father with bruises and swelling in his eyes.
Xu Lao Er didn't know who had beaten his son up like this. He wouldn't say when asked, only that his son had fallen down.
Xu Lao Er didn't believe a word his son said. He thought, "Who would fall like that when they wrestle?"
Xu Qing was naturally embarrassed to say that he had been beaten up like this by a seven-year-old girl.
After the father and son left, Qiao Feng tasted the rice wine on the table and grinned.
"This line doesn't sound very catchy, but it sounds so familiar."
Li Chang'an brought Qiao Feng and Murong Hongxue with him on this trip. The former was to protect the safety of the caravan, while the latter was the one being protected.
Murong Hongxue's injuries never healed while he was in the Prince's mansion. In order to protect him, Li Chang'an took him with him to see if he could be safer.
Sitting at the same table with them were Lin Linfa and Chen Fenghuo, who were responsible for protecting Emperor Jianyuan.
The four of them, along with several other top-level imperial guards, sat down at a table.
Hearing Qiao Feng's words, Murong Hongxue, sitting in her wheelchair, rolled her eyes: "Our lord always says the same thing when he drinks with us."
"Then every time I finished drinking, the wind blowing through the door would knock me unconscious."
Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing his words.
“That’s right. Every time, the prince says that if you’re blown over by the wind, it proves that it’s the wind that’s intoxicating, not the wine.”
Everyone laughed heartily when he said that.
After laughing, Qiao Feng looked at Murong Hongxue and asked, "Murong, isn't your injury almost healed? Why are you still in a wheelchair every day?"
"Tch, what do you know? This wheelchair was a gift from the prince, I can't sit in it for long."
"Having followed the prince for so long, I've finally gotten some benefits, so I should enjoy them."
As she spoke, Murong Hongxue patted her wheelchair, her expression somewhat proud: "My wheelchair is the only one of its kind in the world. I don't need to walk by myself; I just need to press a button, and it can move forward and backward."
"I heard from the prince that this is something used by the gods in heaven, and it's incredibly powerful."
Looking at Murong Hongxue's appearance, Qiao Feng felt a little envious.
To be honest, every time he saw Murong Hongxue running around in the yard in his wheelchair, he really wanted one of these things.
This thing is like a big toy.
No matter how old a man is, it's hard to resist such a fun and large toy.
Lin Linfa drank his wine and listened to Murong Hongxue's constant boasting. He scoffed, "I also have something powerful that's probably not much different from this thing."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng and Murong Hongxue became interested: "What is this? It's even more powerful than what immortals use."
"This is it."
Lin Linfa pulled a small ceramic jar out of his pocket: "This is something I carefully invented. I named it Palm Thunder. I estimate that even the four great legends of the martial arts world would have a hard time withstanding its power."
Upon seeing this, Chen Fenghuo quickly moved his chair away, saying, "You fucking take this thing away, you dog."
"Last time you and the Confucian scholars, Zhuge Liang and Feng Xiao, were researching this in my house, and you blew my house up. And you still dare to carry it with you."
Lin Linfa scratched his head: "Last time was an accident. This thing is finished now. As long as you don't set the rope on fire, there will be no problem."
Murong Hongxue picked up the pottery jar on the table, looked at it, and retorted, "This is just a broken jar filled with dirt, how could it be so powerful?"
"Even if you threw him out, it wouldn't have that much power."
After a few drinks, Lin Linfa was a little tipsy and said with a stiff neck, "The Liao people are just bumpkins. This thing isn't for throwing. It's a palm bomb. Once you light it, it can blow up a house in one go."
"You can doubt my character, but you can't doubt what I do."
Murong Hongxue, who had been called a Liao person, suddenly stood up from her wheelchair.
"You're talking nonsense. You're the Liao person, your whole family are Liao people."
Seeing the two start arguing, Chen Fenghuo and Qiao Feng both stood up to try and break it up.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. The prince's subordinate is getting married. If others see this, it will damage the prince's reputation."
It took the two of them a long time to persuade Murong Hongxue and Lin Linfa to separate them.
Murong Hongxue drank her wine, growing angrier the more she thought about it. Looking at the earthenware jar in her arms, she took out a tinderbox from her pocket and lit the rope on it.
"I don't believe it. This thing is really as powerful as you say."
Seeing the earthenware pot set ablaze, Lin Linfa instantly sobered up, and Chen Fenghuo was also stunned for a moment. The two looked at each other and shouted in unison, "Holy crap, run!"
The two ran backwards quickly. Qiao Feng instinctively sensed the danger and immediately leaped into the air.
The three of them had just gotten off their chairs when a loud bang was heard, and Murong Hongxue was engulfed in flames.
The table was blown to pieces, and everyone was startled.
Li Chang'an, clad in armor, instantly appeared before the common people, made a meditation hand seal, and rescued all the people near the explosion.
Only after rescuing all the people did he release the meditation mudra.
"boom!"
As soon as the meditation mudra was released, the sound of an explosion was heard.
Looking at the flames from the explosion, Li Chang'an's expression turned grim: "What happened?"
Lin Linfa didn't answer him. Instead, he looked around and then pointed tremblingly at the center of the explosion, saying, "Hong... Hongxue... is still inside."
Li Chang'an was stunned when he heard this.
No, buddy, it's you again?
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