Chapter 117: Drinking Party, Princess

When Meng Hu was riding a triumphal chariot from West Street to Triumphal Avenue, the people of the imperial capital who had been waiting for a long time took off their hats on their heads and threw them into the air. The cheers of tsunami sounded suddenly in the Triumphal Square. The huge waves were about to shatter people's eardrums. Seeing this situation, Zhang Xingba was as cold as Zhang Xingba couldn't help but change his expression.

Under the burning gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, under the call of the Imperial Guard of Honor and the military band, the triumphal chariot that Meng Hu was riding slowly passed through the wide Kaidao Avenue and finally stopped under the white marble steps in front of Zhengyang Gate. The Governor of Gyeonggi, Meng Wu, turned around and got off the triumphal chariot, and turned around and made a gesture of inviting Meng Hu on the car.

Meng Hu got off the triumphal chariot with a proud expression and strode down the white marble steps to the high platform.

When he had just walked through the two-story high platform, a yellow-clothed eunuch guarding the side quickly came forward and whispered, "General Meng, please salute the prince here."

Meng Hu frowned when he heard this, pretending to be very unwilling to stop on the second floor high platform, then turned to face the Yan King Mengke who was sitting on the top floor high platform, snapped his legs together and raised his chest again. At the same time, his right hand hit his chest hard and shouted loudly: "Meng Hu, the Western Legion, see the prince!"

King Yan, who was sitting upright in the middle of the screen, nodded gently and stretched out his left hand to the eunuch beside him.

The eunuch next to him quickly picked up a roll of golden brocade from the table behind King Yan, and solemnly handed it to King Yan Mengke with both hands. Mengke took it with one hand with his left hand, then grew up from the chair, went directly to the second floor platform, and raised his right hand slightly. The cheers in the Triumph Square suddenly stopped.

Meng Hu's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with awesomeness. This scene was enough to show the prestige of King Yan Meng Ke in the imperial capital.

With his hand to stop the people's cheers, King Mengke of Yan took out the object wrapped in the yellow brocade forge. It was a golden sword. With this color alone, Meng Hu was sure that the hilt and scabbard of the sword were made of pure gold, and the shiny embellishments inlaid on the scabbard were either gems or diamonds!

King Mengke of Yan raised the golden sword with both hands, turned to face Meng Hu and shouted: "Kneel down!"

Although Meng Hu was unwilling to do so, this place was the imperial capital after all, so he had to kneel down on the ground as he spoke.

King Meng Ke of Yan said with a solemn expression: "Meng Hu, this sword is called the Sword of Glory. It was once the sword of Emperor Guangming. Today, I will give you the Sword of Glory to commend you for your great military achievements in the western front!"

After saying that, Meng Ke solemnly handed the Sword of Glory to Meng Hu's head. Meng Hu's face suddenly showed an "indescribable excitement". He stretched out his hands and solemnly took the Sword of Glory, then grew up, and raised the gold and iron in his hands towards the hundreds of thousands of people in the imperial capital under the steps, and waved them twice!

The entire Triumph Square suddenly became like boiling boiling water.

Meng Ke has been paying attention to Meng Hu's expression. At this moment, he saw that he was indeed a proud young man, and a faint sadness rose from the corner of his mouth, and the last words before the emperor's death echoed in his ears: "Second brother, Meng Hu is as brave as a tiger, as cunning as a wolf, very good at training and leading troops, and is even better at using troops. He can be regarded as a talent for a general who has met once in a century in the empire. You can see all these, so I don't need to say more.

What I want to say is that Meng Hu is only in his twenties after all, and his mind is not determined. When he is summoned to the imperial capital this time, you can use the triumphant ceremony to test it. If he is as proud as other young people, he can use it with confidence and must cultivate him into a pillar of the empire and make him Yan'er's left arm and right arm.

If he acts completely different from other young people, and he is cautious and submissive, it means that this person is extremely scheming. Anyone with a strong scheming must be an ambitious person. If Meng Hu is really such a person, he will kill him immediately and must not leave any hidden dangers. Remember!"

Meng Ke looked at the blue sky with his head leisurely look at the blue sky, and silently said in his heart: "Brother, have you seen this scene today? Meng Hu is not a scheming person. He is as proud as other young people and will be overwhelmed. Even if he has some ambitions, he can try to stop it. The empire will soon add another famous general who can fight well, so don't worry."

That night, Meng Ke held a cocktail party at the royal palace to greet Meng Hu.

In the upper class of the imperial capital, there are often two forms of welcoming banquets. One is a regular banquet and the other is a cocktail party. Compared with the seriousness of a regular banquet, the cocktail party seems much more relaxed and casual. There is no wine table at the cocktail party. The waiters will arrange pastries, dishes and wine on the tables on both sides of the hall. The nobles and noble ladies participating in the cocktail party can enjoy it at will.

Generally speaking, when there is a major event or a major festival, regular banquets are held. When gatherings between friends or when elders hold ceremonies for younger generations, relatively relaxed cocktails will be held. King Mengke of Yan specially held a cocktail party for Meng Hu, which is equivalent to treating Meng Hu as his junior, and there is no meaning of winning over.

Meng Hu washed up casually in the inn, changed into a brocade robe, and boarded the carriage sent by the King of Yan with Huang Gan.

Although Huang Dan is from the imperial capital and is also from a noble family, he is just a small nobleman after all, and his title in the Guards is only the squadron leader. The level he can usually get in touch is quite low, but today he is lucky to follow Meng Hu to attend the cocktail party at the Yan Prince's Mansion. The excitement in his heart is conceivable.

When Meng Hu and Huang Dan appeared at the entrance of the hall, the huge hall of the Yanwang Mansion was already full of celebrities, most of whom were young people. The men were all dressed brightly, while the women were all shiny. The fragrance of powder and the fragrance of grapes and wine scattered in the air. They were already drunk when they smelled it.

The King of Yan Mengke, who had been paying attention to the entrance of the hall, saw Meng Hu first, and then reached out to the band next to him to signal.

The band leader quickly signaled the musicians to stop playing. As soon as the music stopped, the nobles and ladies who gathered together to chat in groups of three or three in the hall also stopped talking, looked in the direction where Meng Ke was staring, and then saw Meng Hu standing proudly at the entrance of the hall.

Although Meng Hu is not very handsome, he is definitely not much worse than those young men, especially Meng Hu, who is tall and dark in appearance, and the solemn aura that appears during his actions is definitely not available to those young men who claim to be romantic and elegant. This alone is enough to attract the attention of those noble girls.

Meng Hu's appearance made all the nobles present lose their light. At this moment, Meng Hu was definitely the focus of attention of the audience!

King Mengke of Yan waved to Meng Hu from afar, and then smiled and said, "Young gentlemen and ladies, let us cheer for the heroes of the empire three times, Meng Hu..."

"Meng Hu!"

"Meng Hu!"

"Meng Hu!"

In an instant, bursts of screams rang out in the hall, and the handsome and handsome men showed disdain, and their eyes were full of hostility when they looked at Meng Hu.

Everything that happened today made these young nobles crazy jealous. Meng Hu was a few years older than them, but he was already a famous imperial hero and was valued by the King of Yan. However, although they were all from noble families and usually relied on their power to do their best, they still achieved nothing.

Meng Hu still had the arrogant face. He ignored the screams of the noble girls in the audience and walked straight through the crowd to Meng Ke. In front of Meng Ke, Meng Hu naturally put away the arrogance on his face and bowed to him and said, "See the Prince."

"No need to be polite, haha." Meng Ke stepped forward and held Meng Hu's shoulder affectionately, and smiled, "I am old. The future of the empire belongs to your young people. Today's cocktail party is actually to let you contact these young people in the imperial capital. In the future, everyone may be in charge of the same dynasty, so there is nothing wrong with knowing each other."

Meng Hu hurriedly said, "Thank you for your kindness, the prince."

"There is another thing I have to say hello to you."

Meng Ke shrugged and said with awkward expression, "When someone is coming, this person may do something that you can't understand or embarrass you. Don't take it to your heart. In addition, I hope you don't have the same knowledge as her for the sake of this king."

"Well……"

Meng Hu was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't understand the purpose of Meng Ke's words for a moment.

Unfortunately, Meng Ke didn't mean to explain too much. He reached out and patted Meng Hu on the shoulder, then slid to the back of the hall with a glass of wine and disappeared.

Meng Hu shook his head in confusion, but turned around and found that the yellow gill behind him looked strange.

Meng Hu couldn't help but feel moved and asked, "Huang Jian, do you know what the prince means?"

Huang Dan scratched his head and whispered: "I can't be sure of this, but I just have a little doubt."

Meng Hu frowned and said, "Say, tell me what you doubt."

Huang Dan whispered: "If I'm not wrong with Bei Zhi, the person the prince just mentioned is probably the eldest princess."

"Princess?"

Meng Hu's brows became more and more frowning, thinking that the eldest princess Huang Gan mentioned should be Meng Yan, the eldest daughter of the current emperor Meng Yuan. After getting along with Zhao Qinghan, Meng Hu also heard her mention it several times. He vaguely knew that this princess was not only pretty, but also very coquettish, but what did it have to do with him?

Meng Hu asked again: "But what the prince said just now is irrelevant, what does it mean?"

Huang Dan smiled bitterly and said, "It's not good to say that humble one's job, but according to the prince's words, the eldest princess seems to be coming for you, General..."

Before Huang Dan finished speaking, a commotion suddenly broke out in the hall. The nobles and noble ladies who were close to the entrance had already turned their eyes to the outside of the hall. A soft and charming laughter came in from outside the hall. Before he could see anyone, Meng Hu felt his heart swaying when he heard the laughter, and his face changed slightly, thinking that this woman was either born with a fox or had practiced charm.
Chapter completed!