You have your position, I have my persistence.

Then, there is nothing to say...

The second prince's expression was still gentle after being stunned, with a little doubt. It was a curious guess about the so-called "persistence" mentioned by Joshia. However, this is naturally not suitable for asking. I think even if I ask, Joshia would not confess in advance.

It was very wise to change the topic, talk about interesting stories among the nobles, and occasionally talk about the secrets of the royal power that ordinary people can hardly know, which greatly satisfy Joshia's curiosity, and the atmosphere was naturally harmonious.

This is also the main theme of the so-called aristocratic banquet.

It has to be said that interactions between people depend on feelings. For example, although the second prince is in opposition and his identity is extremely honorable, he has no arrogance and extravagance. On the contrary, his words and deeds are quite gentle and polite, and they are very polite. When talking, they make people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze.

He talked until he gave him farewell and the sun was hanging in a slanted manner, and Josiah could not feel any disgusted with him.

After a pause, he came to his senses and couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "A very powerful person, I didn't notice it just now... He has always been guiding the topic and creating an atmosphere until now."

"It's normal, you are a beauty. Men always act more active in front of beautiful women." Apart from starting the topic about Philip first, Tang En basically didn't participate in the conversation just now. Hearing this, he withdrew his gaze from the audience and smiled casually.

Of course, what Joshia wanted to express was not the case, but she knew that Don Eun was joking. She shrugged and held the wine glass and whispered: "What were you looking at just now, it seemed to be very fascinating..."

"Of course I'm looking at the beauty." Tang En replied indifferently. He was stunned. He turned his head and pointed at Joshia with a ridiculous look on his face. "Ah, it turns out that this is the reason you didn't notice just now? He just turned his mind away and said that others are amazing..."

Joshi's eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a little dangerous aura, and did not respond at all, but said softly and seriously: "Aren't I a beauty?" Well, although it was a little narcissistic, it was not in line with her own temperament. I also knew that Tang En was joking again. But Joshi's still a little unhappy, because there had been a precedent before, and she realized that she had to look tighter...

This problem is dangerous and has hidden traps. But who is Tang En? He has lived happily by reacting in this life. He chuckled without thinking about it, "Of course you are not a beauty, because using beauty to describe you as insulting you."

"Puff..." The ice river thawed and the earth warmed up. Joshia couldn't hold it back in an instant. I have to say that her Taoism was not enough compared to Tang En's integrity. She laughed and angrily hit Tang En's arm.

"Haha, you're serious. Are you observing just now? Did you find something wrong?"

"Woman. I want to joke about you, but you are still serious. It's really hard to serve... Uh, I was looking at those guys over there just now." Looking at Joshia's raised white jade fist, Tang En put away his expression in an extremely wise manner and raised his hand to point to a place across the red carpet to confess.

He raised his fists again and looked along, and suddenly, "Oh, it's those archbishops in the middle of the neck... Why, they have a problem?"

The Temple of Light was extremely enthusiastic in this negotiation. Not only did it say that five or six noble archbishops in the cardinals, they also traveled thousands of miles from the south, intending to serve as a negotiation bridge between the Gray-Clothed Army and the Bran Empire... Of course, because of Joshia's strong opposition, the bridge was not built. However, even after this encounter similar to being slapped in the face, the enthusiasm of the temple was still not dispelled. Now, when the formal negotiations are now, these archbishops in the cardinals appeared again.

"I can't say if there is any problem... Well, were they invited?"

"Of course not, they came here. But in accordance with the rules, it is not easy for us to say something. After all, according to the rules of the empire, the enthronement ceremony of the Duke and above must be witnessed by the temple clergy and awarded titles... It is a feature, just like the sculptures of the temple over there, it is useless, but it is not possible without it."

Shaking his head lightly, Joshia pointed at the white jade statues with religious characteristics of the temple, which were erected on the outside of the central venue, and he disagreed with it. "The main purpose is to declare that Bran is an empire with close connection between royal power and divine power."

"Oh, it turns out that I came uninvited..." Tang En narrowed his long and narrow eyes and murmured in a low voice, instinctively feeling something was wrong here.

"What did you find?"

"It's not a question of discovery, but it's really interesting." After a pause, Tang En raised his wine glass and stuck out his little finger with this movement. "Didn't you see the middle-aged man in a golden silk robe? It's the one standing behind several archbishops in the back... If you read it correctly, he should be a space magician."

Due to the relationship between several skills, Tang En is quite familiar with the concept of space. Although there are not necessarily as many types of attack methods as genuine space magicians. But it is not a big problem to see if a person understands space? Is he a space magician?

"Space Magician?" Joshia's heart moved and her expression changed slightly, "You mean... they came here with bad intentions, but they were also prepared well. They just waited to launch an attack and immediately use this person's space teleportation method to escape?"

"There is a possibility, but now I'm just guessing that maybe it's just those archbishops in the middle-aged mansion who are simply afraid of death, so they might be with him... Sorry, can I change a glass of wine?" While talking in a low voice, Tang En suddenly called out the young waiter passing by, turned around, reached out to change a glass of wine. His lips did not move, but the slight voice was heard, "Send the message to Luke, let him stare at the middle-aged charlatan in the golden silk and white robe in the southwest corner."

The waiter looked motionless, and his professional and polite smile was still on his face. After Tang En completed the wine change, he bowed slightly and turned around and left.

The wind was calm, even though Tang En was now the focus of the field, no one noticed the normal details of the wine change. Except for Joshia who had all this in his eyes, the latter would naturally not be called out. After pondering for a moment, he shook the magnificent wine in the glass and walked towards the red carpet of the division.

"Let's go and go to a glass of wine with me... Since His Highness the Second Prince came to say hello just now, we shouldn't be too cold to treat the guests. It's rude. And, haha, who made this place our territory now?"

"Uh, it's too cruel... By the way, what was the persistence you said to the second prince just now? I haven't heard you say it."

"Secret! You'll know later."

After the words came, he raised his chin slightly, and his expression faded. In a short breath, Joshia, who stepped on the red carpet, changed his temperament in an instant. Instead, it was a self-righteous and arrogant attitude that the victor should have.

This is what I went to find a place... Tang En shrugged and followed Joshia with a glass of wine. What he met was four or five nobles who gathered together to talk.

"This time has passed too slowly... When will the negotiation agreement be finalized? I don't want to stay here for a moment..."

"Yes, I feel that there is a filthy smell floating in the air, and there is a fishy smell in the precious red wine, which can't be suppressed..."

"Haha, bear it, just bear it and go..."

"In fact, you can't bear it anymore and you don't need to endure it anymore."

"Well……"

Four or five middle-aged and elderly nobles turned their heads in shock, and saw Joshia with a faint expression coming straight to her, picked up the wine glass, and swearing, "Sorry, it's my master's inadequate hospitality. Well, how about this glass of wine? After drinking, I will send someone to take you back immediately and return to the boundary south of the Renaulto River."

Silent, silent...

Some things are not done because they are too lazy to care about them. If they do, they want to amuse you... Joshia, or the current gray-clothed army, has such qualifications and confidence.

As for the winner, even if he is arrogant, excessive, or even humiliated in person, the loser will have to suffer. There is no way, who will make you not be successful?

Of course, this slap work can only be done by Joshia now, and the other senior generals of the gray-clothed army are inappropriate. They cannot let go of their hands and feet in this strange occasion, and their aura is severely suppressed... It is not necessary to do it, but as the losers, they are not ashamed, but they are ridiculed and laughed at the winner...

There is no such truth in the world, right?

You said, should I hit it?

Let them know whose territory is the land they are on now?

...

Soon, the atmosphere in the field turned around.

At this time, it was the turn of the negotiating group's nobles to look stiff and silent. The senior generals of the gray-clothed army on the side of the red carpet were very excited and laughing. Moreover, they did not pay attention to any etiquette, so they blatantly pointed at the opposite side, and sipped wine with big mouthfuls, enjoying their expressions as if they were watching dramas. Even the bitter red wine in their mouths had tasted taste...

It’s true that the retribution in this life will be very fast.

Just as Joshia took Tang En to the master's posture, seemingly enthusiastic, but actually slapped the face all the way, in the corner of the venue, several archbishops in the red looked up almost at the same time, looking at the bleak white day that was about to reach the top of their heads, retracted their gaze, looked at each other, and smiled similarly at the corners of their mouths.

"It's almost time, it's time to prepare..."

"Why do you do it now?"

"It's too urgent... I suggest waiting, when the negotiation agreement is officially signed, and when these foolish mobs think they have won and are most excited, we will launch a quietly attack..."

"Haha, I agree. I also want to see the painful expression of suddenly falling from the extreme joy into the abyss..."

"Oh, God the Father is here, I guess that will be wonderful..."

“It’s really exciting…”
Chapter completed!