I, Jin Yiwei, Guard the Sky Prison For a Hundred Years

　　 Hundred Official Banquets are specifically divided into two processes.

Before the 　　子时, a group of guests, big and small, had fun on their own.

　　 If you have Yaxing, you can also bring a few singers to the private room to chat and relieve your boredom.

　　 Therefore, before Zishi, the officials of Wangchun Tower, large and small, were actually scattered.

　　 However, as soon as the hour arrives, the watchman will run three laps around Wangchun Tower to tell the time.

　　 All the guests who were still indulging in sensuality pressed their desires in their hearts one after another, quickly packed their clothes, and rushed to the lobby.

　　 At this time, in the corner of the lobby, Mei Jin looked at the ceiling with dull eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 While Cao Zhengchun on the side saw this, he immediately patted the opponent.

　　 "Xiaomei smashed, what's wrong with this one today? Why don't you stay away from home?"

　　 Mei Jin's soul was called back to his place and began to observe the surrounding environment.

　　 "Huh? Am I in the private room?"

　　 He has no idea how he got here.

　　 "It was Young Master Zhang who sent you here, so hurry up and wake up, the main reason is coming."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, a small servant of the messenger stood up and shouted.

　　 "Master Ann is here!"

　　 Mei Jin patted his face quickly when he saw this, and then said somewhat mockingly.

　　 "This is peaceful, the cards are not small, and they still have this kind of appearance in front of hundreds of officials."

　　 Cao Zhengchun didn't say anything, smiled but didn't say anything, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 But he saw a middle-aged uncle in a red robe, a red hat and red shoes walking down the second floor slowly.

　　As he walked, he held his fist and question mark again.

　　 "Everyone, everyone, I didn't take care of it well today, but I still look forward to Haihan."

　　 The next moment, several officials came forward and shouted.

　　 "Master Ann, you are welcome!"

　　 Under the lead of a few people, many officials immediately followed suit.

　　 Mei Jin looked around, except for his uncle Cao Zhengchun, a few were unmoved.

　　 There are a few more acquaintances.

　　 The six-door catcher didn't move from beginning to end.

　　 Under the observation of the system at this moment, there is no problem with the identity of the other party, and it seems that it has not been dropped.

　　 There is also a brother Pian Pian, it is Shangguan Haitang who had a brief contact in the Bliss Tower.

　　He should have come on behalf of Hulong Mountain Villa. After all, the disguise of the No.1 Villa in the world has been completely exposed at this time, and everyone knows his true identity.

　　 But the opponent's situation at the moment should not be very good, and everyone around him is far away from him, deliberately distanced from him.

　　 Zhuge Zheng of Shenhou Mansion, I didn't move either.

　　 The ruthlessness around him seemed to feel Mei Jin's gaze, looked back, then immediately turned his head, saying that he didn't want to look at him.

　　 Mei Jin sighed slightly when he saw this, then looked at the last two big guys who didn't compliment him.

　　 One of these is the commander of Jin Yiwei, Qinglong who has a fate.

　　 The other party is sitting in a corner at the moment, drinking alone, exuding an aura that no strangers should enter. The surrounding officials instinctively avoid him, more than the official Haitang.

　　 The last time he was surprised, Mei Jin didn't pay too much attention. Looking at it now, he felt that he was somewhat similar to Cao Shaoqin.

　　 The other is a freshman.

　　 The other party was dressed in a pure white **** uniform, and it seemed that he was from Xichang.

　　 looks very handsome, but the sitting posture is very arrogant.

　　 The eyes are full of no one, and the eyes that look at the people around are all looking down.

　　The one who was present was also his younger brother with the most, with at least ten people standing behind him, a lively social elder brother.

　　 Mei Jin looked at the opponent's character panel, his eyes picked up instantly.

　　Plant flower?

　　【Target】Yuhuatian

　　 [Identity] Xichang big stall

　　【Cultivation for】Condensation of Reality

　　……

　　 "That is Yuhuatian?"

　　 Cao Zhengchun heard the prestige and nodded,

　　 "I am an individual talent, and his position in the East Factory is the same as that of your brother. Not surprisingly, the position of the next Governor of the West Factory is his."

　　 Mei Jin nodded.

　　 Whether it is Cao Shaoqin or Yuhuatian, they are all core talents cultivated as descendants of each family.

　　 The position of big stall head is generally the standard equipment of the default heir. Sitting in this position shows the attitude of the factory owner towards you.

　　 Just like Cao Shaoqin, when it comes to martial arts, he is not the strongest under Cao Zhengchun.

　　 But as Cao Zhengchun's adopted son, he is also the candidate for the next factory official, and he can only sit in this position of the big stall.

The same goes for 　　 Yuhuatian.

　　 Looking at these people in the field, Mei Jin couldn't help but sigh.

　　Jinyiwei, Dongchangxichang, Shenhou Mansion, six gates, and Hulong Villa all sent people. This An Shigeng's face is more than in the movie.

　　 "Why didn't Wei Gonggong and Tiedan Shenhou from Xichang come?"

　　 Cao Zhengchun couldn't help but amused.

　　 "Do you think that only one An Shigen can invite those old guys? It's all you need to send someone to tell me."

　　 Mei Jin looked at Cao Zhengchun strangely.

　　 "Didn't your old man also come?"

　　 "Cut, if it wasn't for introducing some people to your kid, I, I would not hesitate to come."

　　 Mei Jin felt ashamed.

　　 "What about catching the gods? What is he here for?"

　　 saw Cao Zhengchun raised her orchid fingers and smiled.

　　 "You have made a mess of other people's government offices. The comfort and repair of the wounded are all real money. Can he not come for this money?"

　　 "Ah, does the court care about the cost of repairs?"

　　 Cao Zhengchun shook his head.

　　 "It's not the first time this year. Gongsun Wulong paid the money back to the court~www.wuxiahere.com~. It's hard to get money from the Ministry of Households."

　　 Mei Jin is silent, these two times, it seems to be related to him.

　　 Looking back at the scene, a group of people carried a dozen large boxes and placed them in the center of the hall.

　　The boxes are opened one by one, and they are filled with silver ingots and gold bricks.

　　 Then a young man stood up, holding a thin silk in his hand, and began to recite.

　　 Mei Jin heard a few words.

　　 turned out to be a list of donations.

　　 The recipients turned out to be officials of all sizes present.

　　 Regardless of the size of the organization or the size of the official position, as long as they are here, they are all included, and the share is quite large.

　　 Everyone who was read to me, raised their eyebrows, and stepped forward to express their gratitude.

　　 Mei Jin looked at these scenes and couldn't help asking.

　　 "This is too arrogant, isn't it? The court doesn't care about sending money to a hundred officials blatantly?"

　　A businessman is actually doing business that rewards hundreds of officials.

　　What does he want to do? What is his purpose? The imperial court just ignored it?

　　 I'm afraid that after coming here for a few years, the workers will forget their master's last name.

　　 Cao Zhengchun sighed.

　　 "The emperor has approved this matter. After all, this settlement belongs to Cai Xiang."

　　 The emperor had acquiesced, even if they were unhappy as courtiers, what could they do?

　　 Besides, someone rushed to give money, so why not do it.

　　 The money was donated, and the name was used to govern, but it was not clear at a glance what it was used for and whose pocket it was in?

　　Of the officials present today, one counts as one, and none of them can be picked clean.

　　 Mei Jin couldn't help but think of watching the partition of the feast on the court.

　　 "I should have a copy of it, right?"