Chapter 143 First Meeting With Ning Fengzhi

After chatting with Emperor Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing for a while, he found that the sun had set, so he stood up and wanted to say goodbye to them.

"Your Majesty Xueye, Prince Xuexing, it's getting late and I should go back home. When I have time, I will come to the palace to catch up with you two."

Unexpectedly, Emperor Xue Ye quickly stood up and walked in front of him and said sincerely.

"Demon Suppression Priest, don't rush back home, come and have dinner with my brother and me later.

I recently got a few jars of top-quality wine, can you please give me some face?"

Prince Xuexing also stood up, with a friendly smile on his face: "Yes, Demon Suppression Priest, this is a family banquet, you are the foster father of Qinghe, you should attend."

Zhao Ling's eyes rolled around, and finally nodded in agreement. Since the two brothers were so hospitable, she would not want to offend them.

An hour later, night had completely fallen and the three of them moved to the Xuanhe Hall together.

At this moment, all the small tables in the Xuanhe Hall were placed with a variety of delicious food, and the queen had already sat down at a small table holding Xue Qinghe.

Emperor Xue Ye, Prince Xue Xing and Zhao Ling sat at other small tables respectively.

In addition, the current Seven Treasures Glazed Sect's leader and Sword Douluo sat at two other small tables respectively.

As for Bone Douluo, he was obviously injured by Zhao Ling's punch and had to recuperate in another side hall.

It can be seen that this is different from the rules of most banquets in China before Zhao Ling traveled through time.

The family banquets of the Tiandou royal family emphasize the system of separate dining, that is, each person has a small table, and each person can only eat the wine and dishes on his or her own table.

This is also normal. Although the original novel of Douluo Dalu was written by a Chinese, many customs and etiquette were borrowed from the West.

Zhao Ling feels that banquets should be like the ones in China, with more than a dozen people sitting around a large round table. That way there is a banquet atmosphere, and people can also bring wine and have fun at the table.

What's the point of eating at your own table? But there's nothing I can do. Everyone else is doing this, so I can only choose to respect them.

He glanced at the dishes on his table and found that there were more than a dozen dishes in total, including pork elbows, lamb chops, beef, and even bear paws. However, each dish was in relatively small portions, probably because they were afraid that the small table would not be able to accommodate them.

In addition, there was a pot of wine on each table. Zhao Ling stretched out his hand and fanned his nose with the wine pot. Immediately, the refreshing aroma of wine penetrated into his nasal cavity, making his eyes brighten instantly.

"Monkey wine, it does smell good, but I don't know how it tastes."

"That's right, it's monkey wine. I got it by chance. There are less than five jars in total. Come, drink some to moisten your throat." Emperor Xue Ye smiled warmly at Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling nodded, poured himself a glass, and found that the monkey wine was a golden liquid, which felt a bit like that, but it was obviously impossible.

Don't think that this old guy Xue Ye is quite enthusiastic and polite to you. If anyone presents him with messy things, the whole family will probably kill him in a minute. After all, he is an emperor after all.

Moreover, the wine smelled of fruit wine with no other strange smells, so he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. It had a soft taste and a rich flavor, with the sweetness unique to fruit wine and a faint floral scent.

For someone like Zhao Ling who has never tasted the strong liquor on Blue Planet, this kind of monkey wine is undoubtedly very good.

But if he had drunk the strong liquors on Blue Planet, he would probably have a different feeling.

"Master Demon Suppressor, how about this wine?" Emperor Xue Ye asked impatiently.

"Well, it is indeed a fine wine." Zhao Ling praised it generously, and Emperor Xue Ye was so happy that his eyes narrowed into slits.

At this moment, a tall, handsome man who looked to be about twenty years old walked into the Xuanhe Hall and bowed respectfully to Emperor Xue Ye.

"Your Majesty..."

When Emperor Xue Ye saw the young man, he smiled kindly: "Feng Zhi, why did you come to the palace just now? Your father and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The tall and handsome young man smiled gently and said calmly.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I had something to deal with at home, so I'm a little late."

He walked slowly to the side of the current Seven Treasures Glazed Sect's leader and whispered, "Father."

He then nodded slightly to the Sword Douluo Chen Xin who was standing beside the current leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect: "Uncle Jian."

The current Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect Master and Sword Douluo Chen Xin both nodded slightly at him, and the current Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect Master even said softly.

"Hurry up and take a seat. We are waiting for you."

"Hmm..." The young man nodded and sat down at a small table next to the current leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Zhao Ling also saw what happened just now and couldn't help but glance at the young man curiously.

This young man is actually Ning Fengzhi? Well, he is indeed handsome, even more handsome than his father.

No wonder his daughter Ning Rongrong is so beautiful. If the father is so handsome, how can the daughter be less beautiful?

However, Zhao Ling quickly withdrew his gaze, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the pork elbow and began to eat it.

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have sensed something was wrong. He looked left and right in the Xuanhe Hall, then asked the current leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in a tentative tone.

"Father, where is Uncle Gu? Why didn't he attend the banquet?"

"Your uncle Gu is injured and is now being arranged to rest in a side hall."

The current leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect told Ning Fengzhi the whole story without even raising his head.

When Ning Fengzhi heard that Zhao Ling didn't even use his martial soul and knocked Bone Douluo away with his bare hands, with his entire body embedded more than three inches into the wall, he could not help but be stunned.

He has always had great confidence in Bone Douluo. After all, Bone Douluo is one of the few Titled Douluo masters he can come into contact with now.

Such a strong Uncle Gu was knocked away by this freak with just one punch, and he didn't even use his martial spirit.

Oh my God, Ning Fengzhi felt that either there was something wrong with his ears, or there was something wrong with his father's brain.

How could there be a freak in this world who could punch Uncle Bone into the wall with his bare hands?

However, Uncle Jian told him very seriously that this was indeed true and they had seen it with their own eyes, which made Ning Fengzhi doubt his life even more.

But he knew that this must be true, because his father might lie to him, but with Uncle Jian's character, he would never play such a joke on him.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but look at Zhao Ling, wanting to find out from him why he could knock Uncle Gu, a Titled Douluo, against the wall with just one punch without using his martial soul or soul power.