The Lantern Festival is approaching.

The entire Yanjing city has begun to be decorated with lights.

The great imperial city is at the feet of the emperor, and they are naturally extremely concerned about such festivals that the whole country celebrates, and the people are celebrating.

On the 14th day of the first lunar month, the invitation from the Pingxi Prince's Mansion has been sent to Moyuan, inviting Ji Haotian to attend the lantern festival of the royal palace and the birthday of the hometown owner Fan Jingzhong.

As we all know, the Pingxi Palace has been the Lantern Festival for many years.

Because this day is also Fan Jingzhong's birthday.

And Fan Jingzhong has been ill for ten years, just like a useless person. What kind of face does the descendants of the Fan family have to celebrate?

This year is different. Ji Haotian took action to cure Fan Jingzhong's illness. For the Fan family, it was a great joy. Therefore, Fan Xunzhang posted invitations and arranged a banquet, preparing to celebrate Mr. Fan's recovery from serious illness during the Lantern Festival.

A long time ago, Fan Xunzhang had a plan to hold a big banquet, so since the New Year, the Pingxi Palace has been preparing for this grand event.

The mansion has been renovated, and the garden is covered with red carpets, emitting a joyful atmosphere from the inside to the outside.

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In the blink of an eye, the festival has arrived.

Early that morning, the entire Yanjing City was in a warm atmosphere.

The weather is not good, and this day, the sky is covered with clouds.

But it still cannot cover up the festive atmosphere. The sound of firecrackers is like a tide. Since the beginning of the morning, they have been rising and falling in the city and have been in decline for a long time.

On the road in front of the Prince's Mansion in Pingxi, there were water-filled streets, red carpets were paved, and guards were on both sides of the street, responsible for maintaining order. Even though he was as low-key as Fan Xunzhang, he was still a rare show of his reputation this day, and with a wave of his hand, he directly blocked the road.

The rule of the court was that military generals could not bring their personal soldiers into the city, and they were responsible for all defense. However, King Pingxi was a powerful general after all. He has defended countless enemies over the years and has long been regarded as a thorn in the side by countless enemy countries. Therefore, the royal family specially approved that he could bring twenty confidants into the city and guard his side.

At this moment, twenty Western soldiers were on both sides of the road, majestic.

Fan Xunzhang was in a heroic mood. In addition to avoiding the female family, he led dozens of tribes and servants to wait for the arrival of guests in front of the door. He had a lifetime of military service. As a prominent family who could have such a show in the capital, all of this was accumulated through military achievements.

Even if there are people who say that he is respectful and arrogant because of his favor, Fan Xunzhang doesn't care, because Fan Jingzhong's recovery from illness really makes him extremely happy.

Although the show is quite large.

But Fan Xunzhang stood at the door for a long time, but the street in front of the door was as silent as water, without any movement.

Except for the bleak cold wind, no guest came to the door.

You must know that Fan Xunzhang was the marshal of the Western Region and the real loyal minister of the imperial court.

Although there is no clique in the court for personal gain, there are definitely many people who want to get in touch with him.

But today, Fan Xunzhang took the initiative to send an invitation, but no guest came to him. This incident surprised him.

"Father, our Pingxi Prince's Mansion is already considered a prominent family in the Chinese territory. In the Suri, the people who want to get in touch with us are like the sands of the Ganges River. But today my Prince's Mansion has a feast, but the lintel of the family is deserted. Is this a different matter?"

The cold wind whistles.

A powerful man, eight feet tall and handsome, looked at the red lanterns slightly blown by the wind on both sides of the street, and his tone was full of suspicion and asked Fan Xunzhang.

The man's name is Fan Meng, and he is Fan Xunzhang's eldest son.

He was only twenty-eight years old, but he was already the leader of the army. He followed Fan Xunzhang to fight on the battlefield all year round. Therefore, he was so brave that he was the best among the third generation of the Fan family.

"Brother is right. Today is a feast held by my palace. Although some people use excuses to refuse, according to common sense, they should send someone to send gifts to express their feelings. But at this moment, there is no one on the long street, as if they have agreed to save my Fan family's face!"

Behind Fan Xunzhang, Fan Ao, the second son of the Fan family, who stood with his hands behind his back, also had a deep expression of agreement.

"Could it be that someone is deliberately targeting my Fan family?"

Seeing that the second brother agreed with his point of view, a slightly angry look flashed in Fan Meng's eyes.

Pingxi Palace is famous for its great reputation, but its foundation is ultimately in the Western Region. For many years, Fan Xunzhang, who holds heavy troops, has never been too close to any important officials.

Although it seems stable, in fact, it is too moderate, which leads to the fact that although the Pingxi Palace covers the sky with only hands in the Western Region, it has no allies after leaving the Western Region. In this Yanjing, even the civil servants do not take the Fan family into consideration.

Fan Meng had long been dissatisfied with his father's doctrine of the mean. Nowadays, vassal kings are everywhere, and no one is a big family or a big business, and they are rampant everywhere. Only their Fan family guards the border and defends the enemy all day long.

However, behind the front, his status was low. Whenever he saw other royal children in Yanjing, he was regarded as guests of honor no matter where he went, Fan Meng felt envy.

After all, he is a young man, and he likes to show off and compare. Therefore, he also wants to have the kind of life of other princes, but he has always been stationed in the Western Region. Although he has the talent to control the troops, he is not proficient in those rich and rich children's abilities to flirt with her and carry cages and birds. Not only are he often laughed at as a local bun, but he is also unfamiliar in Yanjing.

Compared to other young masters who were greeted in advance no matter where they went, and respectfully the princes of the vassal princes, even if Fan Meng walked on the street, no one would pay too much attention to him.

Therefore, Fan Meng was very reluctant to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity today.

When the royal family enters the banquet, they will naturally be the powerful people in Yanjing City. At that time, as long as I follow Fan Xunzhang and get politely at the table, then from now on, who will not know me, the Prince Pingxi who will take over the Western Region in the future?

By then, how many people in Yanjing City would dare to disrespect themselves?

Fan Meng, who had this wishful thinking in his heart, got up early this morning, specially changed into a python robe that he gave him, and combed his hairstyle meticulously, in order to become famous today and make a fussy in the capital.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning, but none of the guests from the royal palace were present. This made Fan Meng extremely irritated when he failed to plan.

"For so many years, I have been devoted to the defense of the border and have not had a deep relationship with the civil and military officials of the dynasty. Today I sent out an invitation and it is normal for someone not to come. But in Yanjing, all the civil and military officials of the dynasty were not willing to make friends with me Fan Xunzhang. Perhaps, the guests just thought that the time was not yet enough."

Fan Xunzhang stood upright in front of the door, expressionless. Although he was also suspicious of this matter, for Fan Xunzhang, who was used to the strong winds and waves, the matter did not make him happy or angry until now.

"My father is right. Perhaps the rules of Yanjing are different from our Western border!"

When Fan Ao heard this, he nodded slightly and responded with the sound.

After all, Fan Xunzhang was right, even though the Pingxi Prince's Mansion had no allies in Yanjing.
Chapter completed!