Chapter 389: Birthday Banquet

"Master," Uncle Yun had a bitter face, thinking in his mind how to avoid this competition, "I don't have time to talk to you. Look, your big birthday is coming. I, the manager of the Yunfu, I have a lot of work to do. Inside and outside the house, everything is waiting for me. There are also birthday invitations, and I have to send them out one by one."

Uncle Yun took out a list from his body, with a long list of names written on it.

Even the Great Zhou Emperor was a guest on the list, and some guests from other countries in Yujing, such as Xia Siming from the Fa Temple, were also invited to the birthday banquet.

Yun Bahe obviously has no interest in this list.

He is a martial artist, and he has always had a hard time dealing with such red tape matters, so he entrusted these matters to Yun Cangxue and Uncle Yun.

But today, Yun Bahe was uncharacteristically looking at the list carefully.

From the beginning to the end, how did he think, how did he feel that a name was missing.

"Hmm, Yun Song, are all the invited guests already on this list?" Yun Bahe murmured in his heart, why didn't the little girl's name appear.

It turned out that the reason why Yunbahe was willing to hold a birthday banquet this time had other plans in his heart.

According to the etiquette of the Great Zhou, when the elders celebrate their birthdays, they need their grandchildren to kowtow and cook.

He was still hoping that the little girl Yun Sheng would come to congratulate her at this birthday banquet, and then he would naturally ask her to kowtow a few times and recognize her ancestors.

After all, Yun Sheng and Tang Yu are the only grandsons under his knees.

Tang Yu is a disappointment, being exiled, naturally he will not come back to kowtow to himself, then only Yun Sheng will be left.

Seeing his master's expression of wanting to ask but unwilling to ask, Uncle Yun muttered in his heart: "Master, you have a good plan, but the problem is, the young lady doesn't accept it."

Yun Bahe held back for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, "I said Yun Song, are there a few people missing here? I'm watching, something is wrong."

"Master, I know what you mean. People like the second young master and the young lady belong to my own family, so naturally they are not on the list. I have personally sent birthday invitations to the two sides. Where is the second young master? I was out on a mission for a few days, and I will be back in about two or three days. As for the little lady..."

"What did she say?" Yun Bahe asked.

"She didn't say anything," Uncle Yun spread his hands.

"Why didn't you say anything? I'm her grandfather, and the blood of our Yun family is flowing on her body. Does she still want to deny it!" Yun Bahe hopped around in the yard with a hairy look, wheezing from his nostrils. Panting, he acted like if Yun Sheng didn't come, he would be disloyal and filial, and he would be committing a heinous crime.

"Don't persuade her, it's possible that if she doesn't come, the old man won't be able to celebrate his birthday," Yun Bahe insisted.

"Master, this slave should go down to attend to the birthday banquet first." Uncle Yun wiped the sweat from his brow, his master really lived more and more, his temper was like that of a child.

Yun Bahe wanted to say something, but he heard a report from the guard: "Master, Xia Siming from the Fa Temple has something to see."

Upon hearing this, Yun Bahe's face softened.

Only then did Uncle Yun heave a sigh of relief, and took the opportunity to run away.

Yun Bahe straightened his clothes and went out to meet the guests.

Xia Wenxu came to Dazhou this time and saved the life of the prince. The royal family of Dazhou treated him very politely. In addition, he was born at a young age. The name of genius has been spread in the mainland for many years.

Even someone like Yun Bahe who doesn't like dealing with magicians can't help but respect him a bit.

"Xia Siming, the honored guest came to the door. Please forgive me for being too far away to welcome the old man." As soon as Yun Bahe went out, he saw Xia Wenxu, accompanied by two boys, waiting at the gatehouse.

Although he had heard of Xia Wenxu's name a long time ago, it was the first time he actually met her.

Rumor has it that Xia Wenxu is like Lanzhi, with a demeanor that is unparalleled in the world.

When I saw him today, I saw that he was tall and straight, dressed in a magician's robe, and his silver hair was like snow, which reflected his handsome face.

Even a vulgar person like Yun Bahe couldn't help secretly praising him, this person is really the pride of heaven.

"The old general is safe and sound. Wen Xu came to Dazhou this time. He should have come to see him a long time ago. He didn't come to see him because of trivial matters. Please forgive me, old general," Xia Wenxu was also looking at him secretly. The first fierce general, the old general of Wu Sheng.

After welcoming Xia Wenxu into the mansion, Yun Bahe talked with him as they walked, and the two of them were quite speculative.

It was the first time for Xia Wenxu to come to the General's Mansion. He came here today, verbally to reply to Yunbahe's birthday banquet, but in his heart he wanted to see why this bloody disaster in Yunbahe happened.

It stands to reason that Yun Bahe is only sixty this year. For warriors on the Wuji Continent, sixty is not the year of destiny, but the time when one's strength and fighting spirit reach their peak.

Xia Wenxu is good at reading people's faces. As soon as Yun Bahe stepped forward, he observed the other person's complexion, pace and aura.

Looking at it this way, Xia Wenxu discovered something unusual.

From the appearance, Yun Bahe's body is very strong, he walks like a dragon and a tiger, and speaks loudly and powerfully, he doesn't seem to be sick at all.

But upon closer inspection, something seemed wrong.

This feeling makes Xia Wenxu very strange.

It was neither a disease nor poisoning, so why did Yun Bahe's bloody disaster happen this time.

Yun Bahe didn't know what Xia Wenxu was thinking at the moment.

He led him all the way into the main hall, and just as he sat down, he asked the servant to serve tea.

The two of them spoke some common words again, at this moment, Yun Cangxue walked in with a servant girl.

In the hand of the maidservant, there was still a bowl of soup.

The soup was obviously freshly cooked and still steaming.

"Father, it's time for you to drink soup," Yun Cangxue saw Xia Wenxu as soon as he entered the door.

Xia Wenxu's face was so rare that even the married woman Yun Cangxue couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

"Xue'er, I'll drink the soup later. There are still guests here. Let me introduce you. This is Xia Siming, the genius Siming from Fa Miao. You should have heard of his name." Yes," Yun Bahe laughed, and introduced Yun Cangxue and Xia Wenxu.

Xia Wenxu, the first genius of the Fa Temple, is also the most outstanding potion master in the field of potions over the years.

Yun Cangxue's expression tightened, and she subconsciously looked at the soup in the maid's hand.

Yun Bahe didn't care about her unnatural expression.

But Xia Wenxu caught Yun Cangxue's strangeness, and he glanced at the bowl of soup brought by the maid without showing any signs.

The maid's expression was calm, and she didn't show any abnormalities.

On the contrary, Yun Cangxue smiled forcedly.

"Xia Siming is polite, Dad, Xia Siming is not an outsider, you should drink the soup while it is hot. My daughter spent several days preparing these ingredients," Yun Cangxue squeezed her hands nervously.

When the person from Xueshouhao handed her the bottle of medicine, he had already said that it was a very new type of medicine, even if a big countryman came to it in person, he would not see any problems.

Besides, this medicine is not a magic medicine, and I am not afraid that Xia Wenxu will recognize it, but Yun Cangxue is still a little nervous. In order to avoid having long nights and dreams, she urged Yun Bahe to drink the soup quickly.

"This kid," Yun Bahe just regarded Yun Cangxue's abnormality as concern, and he didn't refuse any more, picked up the soup bowl, and drank it up in a few mouthfuls.