Volume 32 Chapter 23

Not long after Zhang Tie sat down, the servants of the Jiang Mansion began to serve the banquets to each table like flowing water.

Generally speaking, on such occasions, after the food is served, Mr. Jiang washes his hands in the golden basin on the stage, says a few words, and then sits at the head of the main table after he comes down. It's over. Among a group of people scattered around the table, as soon as the dishes on the table were served, Zhang Tie started to move his chopsticks, eating oil and water soup with great enjoyment.

"Eat, it will be cold if you wait a little longer, it's just right now, it's hot!" Zhang Tie clapped his hands and said to his tablemate with the stewed venison stuffed in his mouth, while talking, the pair of chopsticks were still on the table Sweep up and down.

Among the more than two hundred banquet tables, Zhang Tie was the first to move his chopsticks.

The others stared at Zhang Tie, wondering if Zhang Tie was really stupid or really didn't understand the rules. At this time, Mr. Jiang was the first to move his chopsticks when he came down, and the guests below were the first to move their chopsticks. The people below are eating, and Mr. Jiang is washing his hands in the golden basin above? Do you really regard Mr. Jiang's golden basin hand washing ceremony as an opera troupe singing on stage? How about watching while eating? Two servants from the Jiang Mansion standing not far from Zhang Tie were about to come over. For some reason, Zhang Tie glanced at the two servants, and the two servants just stood there motionless.

Seeing such a scene, those people who wanted to stand up and teach Zhang Tie in the casual table next to them stopped talking, and the people in Jiangfu didn't move. What's going to happen if they are making a fuss here? Maybe the people in Jiangfu thought it was a good thing for him to play the double reed with others to spoil the old man, so when Zhang Tie was eating, the people around him just watched each one dryly swallowing, their throats moving .

Especially the few people sitting at the table with Changchai, seeing Zhang Tie's chopsticks flying up and down and turning the table into ruins, they all glared at Zhang Tie and scolded Zhang Tie in their hearts. Tens of thousands of bastards.

Jiang Mansion's dishes are really good today. Besides the chefs in Jiang Mansion, the chefs of several famous restaurants in Youzhou City are also helping in Jiang Mansion's kitchen today. The dishes they make are naturally delicious. delicacies.

Zhang Chai is really hungry. It has been almost a day since he left home last night. He ran for 3,000 kilometers before he ran out of grains. When the food is served, why would he wait for that Mr. Jiang to complete the hand washing ceremony before eating, because he knows that today's golden basin hand washing ceremony will never be completed.

Everything on his side has been arranged properly and he could start work an hour ago, but Zhang Tie felt that it would be best to wait until the most lively time in Jiangfu to do it together.

Why did you choose this time, because this time is the most crowded, attracts the most attention, and has the greatest influence. If Mr. Jiang is taken away silently, then how can you spread the story of Youzhou Tingwei Zhang Mushen breaking the Tongtian Sect? The slap on Tuntang's face was not loud enough. Most of today's guests are their own best witnesses.

Zhang Tie felt that he was becoming more and more insidious, but he didn't have to be insidious, because there were too many insidious people in this world.

Thinking about it seriously, Zhang Tie is actually a little bit afraid. If after the Tun Party impeached him, the Youzhou Tongtian Sect would jump out again and cause a big mess, then the impeachment memorial would be confirmed all at once. Not only will he be unlucky, but Huaiyuantang and the superintendent who speaks for him may also be accused and implicated.

The time when the Tongtian Sect started the uprising in Youzhou, it matched perfectly with Tuntang's memorial to impeach him. If there was no evidence, Zhang Tie almost thought that Tundang and Tongtian Sect had negotiated. But this kind of thing can only be turned around in the mind, and can't be said out. Accusing Tuntang and Tongtian Sect of collusion, such a crime, even Taixia Sangong would not dare to say it easily.

Because this movement will cause chaos in Taixia. But everything has two sides. The Tongtian Sect can be used as a dagger that Tuntang stabs at himself, and similarly, it can also be used as a sharp arrow that he shoots at Tundang. Swallowing the party's memorial to impeach him can be a foresighted statement of worrying about the country and the people, and it can also be a sinister framing.

What determines the nature of the memorial is not the memorial itself, but the result of the contest between himself and the Tongtian Sect in Youzhou.

The changes in Youzhou, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away, can actually affect the wind direction and nerves of Xuanyuan Hill, and disturb the hearts of the world's public opinion and people's hearts. This is politics! This was something that Zhang Tie never thought of when he first came to Taixia a few months ago. Taixia is a bigger right and wrong circle. Now that he has plunged into it, he can't control many things by himself.

Zhang Tie is here to eat his appetite. On the high platform over there, there are already old friends of Mr. Jiang, as well as disciples who come to the stage to talk about and praise Mr. Jiang’s achievements over the years, which is a necessary prelude and Foreshadowing, later on, the official from Lianzhou General Prison also took the stage to speak on behalf of State General Prison, expressing full affirmation of Mr. Jiang's past and achievements in General Prison this year.

Zhang Tie wondered if the people who spoke would be eager to swallow what they said after the identity of the master of the Tongtian Sect altar, Mr. Jiang, was revealed, Zhang Tie thought mischievously.

The knight's appetite was already amazing, and Zhang Tie's speed was so fast that it was like a whirlwind. When he got to the back, and under the eyes of all the people, when Mr. Jiang climbed onto the golden basin to wash his hands, Zhang Tie had almost eaten. The food on the table was already in a mess, but he swept away two-thirds of it by himself.

"Uh," Zhang Tie hiccupped, rubbed his stomach contentedly, and looked at the people at the same table who were glaring at him, "Eat, it will be cold if you don't eat it, and it will be wasted later!"

O Nyoma! Those who looked at Zhang Tie frowned, wishing to jump up and put the plate on the table on Zhang Tie's head. This bastard, how many days has he endured without eating? He must have sneaked in to cheat. for drink……

On the high platform, the amiable Mr. Mojiang bowed around, and then straightened his waist.

"Thank you all for your love. Mr. Jiang was born in poverty and worked hard for more than a hundred years. I am satisfied to have today. After washing his hands in the golden basin today, Mr. Jiang can also have a leisure time, put down the hammer in his hand, and only focus on the landscape Before washing hands in the golden basin, according to the rules, Jiang will ask again, if there are any unresolved grievances with Jiang, please be a witness for me, let's settle it now, and wait for Jiang After washing your hands, you don't want to mention the past!"

This is just a cutscene of the Golden Basin Washing Hands. Those who want to hold the Golden Basin Washing Ceremony will come here to settle their unresolved grievances. Naturally, such a ceremony will only come after everything is settled.

Of course, this question still needs to be asked.

Seeing the silence of the people below, Mr. Jiang was very satisfied. He was about to approach the golden basin filled with clear water with a smile on his face. Just when he was about to put his hand into the Golden Peng, a sudden and It sounded loudly among the crowd below, with a bit of laziness.

"Mr. Jiang, please wash your hands slowly, there is a grievance that has not yet been resolved!"

Hearing the sound, Mr. Jiang frowned, raised his eyes, and looked among the guests. There was also a buzz among the guests below. Everyone turned their heads and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

In the scattered seats at the farthest edge, a guy slowly stood up and touched his stomach.

The person who stood up was naturally Zhang Tie.

Seeing Zhang Tie standing up calmly, the people at the same table who had glared at him just now opened their mouths wider than duck eggs. Looking at Zhang Tie, they saw a ghost in broad daylight.

This guy actually came to find fault? How dare someone find fault with Mr. Jiang's Golden Basin washing ceremony?

Feeling the gaze cast by Mr. Jiang and those two hundred or so people at the table, like the red-hot iron plates sitting under the buttocks of the people sitting with Zhang Tie, they twisted around the table one by one. At this time, They were sitting next to Zhang Tie. If Mr. Jiang mistook them as a gang, they would be wronged. If they left immediately, hundreds of people at the table would look on them as cowards.

With so much attention, the guys next to him couldn't walk or sit still, and they all looked like matchmakers.

At this time, naturally no one moved their chopsticks anymore.

"This friend is a bit unfamiliar. Forgive Jiang's blindness. Jiang remembers that he has never seen him before. I don't know what grievances you have with Jiang?"

At any rate, he had experienced a big scene, but after a slight silence for two seconds, Mr. Jiang fired. , with a neutral voice, not in a hurry, with an elder demeanor, just this appearance, many of the guests seated secretly applauded.

At such a time, no one else could intervene, and the thousands of guests listened with their eyes wide open and their ears straight.

"It is true that Mr. Jiang and I have never had any grievances or enmities in our lives, but I was entrusted by others, and I only came to disrupt the situation once today!" Zhang Tie sighed.

"I wonder who entrusted this friend?" Mr. Jiang asked with a smile on his face.

"The ones who entrusted me are only 2.7 billion ordinary people in Youzhou. Since Mr. Jiang wants the lives of these ordinary people, then I have no choice but to come and take your life!"

Zhang Tie reckoned that it was like a gust of cold wind blowing through the entire Jiangfu, and the temperature in the entire Jiangfu, even if a hundred braziers were lit at the moment, seemed to suddenly drop below zero.

That is, just as Zhang Tie finished speaking, there was a bang, and a courtyard wall of more than 300 meters outside the banquet venue collapsed instantly...

The elite subordinates of Tingwei Temple in Youzhou, like a black tide, directly destroy the dead and break through the wall (to be continued [this text is provided by the dawn update group x-on:茶芗梦荟]. If you like this work, you are welcome to " "Starting" to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)