Chapter 297 The Beginning of the Birthday Banquet

It is said that a man has gold under his knees, what kind of grievance is it that makes this man hang his head so proud?

Jiang Han didn’t dare to imagine what kind of grievance it was to make an imposing seven-foot man so humble.

“A few days later, there will be a birthday banquet. You will be my bodyguard and join me at the banquet.” Jiang Han said.

Ju Dali was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes widened. Only then did he realize the jade pendant hanging around Jiang Han’s waist, and the gorgeous attire.

“You are…His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?” Ju Dali didn’t realize it, but still felt extremely shocked.

Jiang Han smiled slightly, but didn’t say much.

A few days later, the old lady’s birthday banquet started, and the whole Yuheng City became lively.

Jiang Han was in the cloakroom of the inn, and Zhou Baoer tidied Jiang Han’s clothes herself. She pulled Jiang Han’s robe from behind Jiang Han.

“No matter what, this birthday banquet gives people the feeling that it is always a grand banquet, so we should be careful.” Jiang Han said.

On one side, Hong Luan was puzzled: “Your Highness, what is the Hongmen Banquet?”

“Xiang Zhuang’s sword dance is intended for the story of Peigong.” Zhou Baoer said, she also listened to the story. Jiang Han mentioned it, and felt that the word “Hongmen Banquet” was very appropriate.

But although Jiang Han said that this is a story that everyone knows, from Zhou Baoer’s point of view, it seems that only Jiang Han knows.

But she is also happy to spread the word about the story.

“It’s really thrilling.” Hearing this story, Hong Luan also felt uneasy, “Then shall we go to the birthday banquet?”

“We must go, this is It represents the face of our imperial court.” Jiang Han said with a smile.

“Don’t move.” Zhou Baoer said angrily, she cleaned the dust off Jiang Han’s body with felt stickers, “You are also serious, I have never worn this dress, and Yuheng City It’s too much, it looks like it will be too humid.”

She opened her hand, and the cold air in her hand attracted the moisture from Jiang Han’s clothes.

Jiang Han turned around but grabbed Zhou Baoer’s hand: “Thank you, my concubine, for helping me tidy up my clothes. Now it’s my turn to help you.”

Baoer’s pretty face Yihong, she said softly: “I’ll do it myself, you go out and see what Kingfisher and the others have prepared.”

“Yeah.” Jiang Han didn’t stay, but came outside.

Hongluan covered her mouth and smiled lightly: “Your Highness and Your Majesty have a really good relationship.”

Zhou Baoer smiled and did not refute.

In the yard, Jiang Han saw a box of goods piled up in the yard, he said: “Kingfisher, is that all?”

Kingfisher smiled and said: ” Yes, that’s all.”

“Okay, then let’s go!” Jiang Han said.

A group of people came to the street. Sure enough, the street was already overcrowded at this time.

It’s obviously a birthday banquet, but it looks like a holiday.

All the families along the way cleaned their houses and courtyards. There were lanterns and festoons on the gates, and the children held lanterns in their hands, and a word was printed on the top of these lanterns.

“Shou”.

The firecrackers sounded like popping beans, and Er Tijiao sitting on the ground also exists in this world, but there are a lot of organs hidden inside. Paper flowers flutter in the wind.

“Let me go, let me go!” A man with a dragon ball in his hand and a mask was running on the street.

Kingfisher looked over, and she said joyfully, “Young master, look quickly!”

On some archways, there are also lanterns hanging, one after another.

It is simply colorful and grotesque, making people dizzying.

“It’s more lively than when my mother came to the throne.” Jiang Han said, he felt very ironic. Birthday, but let the whole city rejoice with them.

This comparison, which is more important, is clear at a glance.

“Mother Huang is aware of the general situation and spends money wisely.” Zhou Baoer said.

Ju Dali came out of the back room, looking at his Yan Wuwei clothes with pride.

Seeing this, Zhao Gonggong next to him gave a disdainful “cut” and said, “Look at you.” Hearing the disdain, he said, “Yeah, you have to be embarrassed. Senior Zhao is very old now, and he’s just a Jianghu guy. Look at me… Yan Wuwei, although it’s a bronze medal, but I’m I think I can play this role well.”

This is mocking Zhao Gonglu for not having a position in the court, how could Lao Zhao bear it, and immediately said: “I am the elder and protector of the Demon Sect. People in Jianghu naturally don’t miss the power of the court, no matter how they look like someone, they really look like they have been an official.”

“At least I put on this robe.” Ju Dali said.

“Okay, don’t talk nonsense, let’s go.” Jiang Han said, he got into the carriage, and at this time the groom rode his horse towards the General’s Mansion in Yuheng City.

Today’s General’s Mansion is very grand.

Sixteen strong men stood at the door, all of them with big arms and round waists, with fierce eyes and extraordinary bearing.

This is the breath that can only be obtained from real life and death experiences on the battlefield.

The housekeeper standing at the door frame saw Jiang Han coming, and immediately greeted him with a playful smile: “Your Highness, you are here!”

“Daily.” Jiang Han looked back.

Ju vigorously carried a wooden box over.

There are also many people from the rivers and lakes around, or high-ranking officials. They saw Jiang Han coming out, and found that the butler, who was usually arrogant, was suddenly so shy, and they immediately felt that Jiang Han’s identity was different. Simple.

The housekeeper looked into the alley and found that it was a Buddha statue carved from a spiritual stone. He shouted loudly: “His Royal Highness sent a spiritual stone Buddha, and wished the old lady a blessing like the long flowing water of the East Sea.” , Longevity is not as old as Nanshan!”

“Good!” The people watching the excitement and the quacks all gave their thumbs up.

Many people in Jianghu who know the goods have seen it, and the value of a Lingshi Buddha is not cheap.

As expected of the prince of the dynasty, the gifts are much more generous than ordinary people.

When the Chinchilla, who had already sat in the courtyard, heard this, his eyes lit up. He was originally in the business of spirit stones and jade. A spirit stone Buddha can be bought on the black market. To sky-high prices!

“Sure enough, this prince is a rich man, and he has to make good friends with him in the future.” Chinchilla swears secretly.

Jiang Han and others came to the general’s mansion and were seated, and the old lady was sitting with him.

The old lady is an old woman in her eighties, her eyes are cloudy and her speech is slurred. Jiang Han can tell immediately that this old lady has mild dementia.

(End of this chapter)