Xiang Gan, Xiang Jinghong, and Xiang Jinglei were chatting happily at the table while Xiang Fei 'er listened to Left Prime Minister Wang Wenjing telling her some interesting stories about the people. Old Marshal Wan Bing and the other Prefectures toasted Xiang Ling Tian one after another. The atmosphere was even joyous.
When everyone was in high spirits, the Old Marshal's face turned red. He chuckled as he looked at Crown Prince Xiang Gan and Princess Xiang Fei 'er and said,"
"Your highness the crown prince, your highness the princess, since everyone is enjoying themselves so much, why don't you take this opportunity to present the congratulatory gifts that you've prepared to his highness and let everyone broaden their horizons?”
According to the tradition of the royal family's elders, whether it was out of respect or to please the elders, the younger generation would prepare their own gifts and personally present them to the elders at the banquet to express their blessings.
Because everyone had different intentions and thoughts, the gifts they gave often had new ideas, which made the guests very curious. When they heard the old marshal's suggestion, Left Prime Minister Wang Wenjing and the other county governors all expressed their agreement.
Hearing this, Crown Prince Xiang Gan could not decline. He smiled and said,"Bengong indeed prepared a gift for Imperial Uncle. Originally, I planned to present it to Imperial Uncle after the banquet. Since everyone has requested, Bengong naturally will not spoil everyone's mood.
After saying that, Xiang Gan gestured to a servant behind him. A moment later, someone immediately brought over a tray with a brocade box on it. Crown Prince Xiang Gan took the brocade box and opened the lid with both hands, pulling out a scroll from it!
Xiang Gan held the scroll in one hand and the lower hem of the scroll in the other. He slowly unfolded the entire scroll in front of everyone. Everyone first smelled a faint ink fragrance, and then their gazes focused on the scroll!
What entered his eyes was a painting with a thick ink brush. The bottom of the painting was unfolded, and he could vaguely see the undulating mountains. Some were as low as plains, some were straight into the dark, some were flat, and some were steep and steep. On top of them were green pines and cypresses, lush and lively.
As the scroll unfolded, the mountains continued to rise and fall. Among them, there were rivers converging and flowing. There were more than a thousand ships of various sizes on them. The boatman holding the oar, the boy holding the teapot, and the teacher sitting on the ground were clearly visible.
In the sky, the sun rose from the east, and the multicolored light spread for thousands of miles. The sea of clouds churned, and there were eagles spreading their wings and birds flying!
At the end of the scroll, there were eight vigorous words written: " Repose the country and live forever!"
"Alright…!"
The moment the painting was fully unfolded, Left Prime Minister Wang Wenjing could not help but exclaim in admiration. Even Xiang Lingtian's eyes lit up when he saw the painting. It was obvious that he was also amazed by the painting.
"Your Highness, I'm afraid that I've only seen two people in my entire life who could produce such a magnificent painting. One of them is the national hand of the Mo Kingdom, Song Wen, who is known as a master of poetry and painting. The other is the king of the Yue Kingdom, Yi Xunqian. His style of painting is unique, and his calligraphy is even his own. He can be said to be a grandmaster!”
Xiang Gan nodded at Wang Wenjing and said with a smile,""As expected, nothing can hide from Teacher when it comes to painting!”
Xiang Gan stood up and held the scroll with both hands before he bowed in Xiang Ling Tian's direction.""Imperial Uncle, I know that you like calligraphy. In order to congratulate you on your birthday, I specially went to the Mo Kingdom and asked their national master, Song Wen, to make a Thousand Miles River-Mountain Painting for you in three months!”
"Imperial Uncle, you are the country and the people, protecting the great rivers and mountains of the Fengyun Kingdom. I wish you good fortune and longevity, and forever protect the vast territory of the Fengyun Kingdom!”
After Xiang Gan finished speaking, he bowed straight to Xiang Ling Tian and gave a deep bow as he handed the painting over with both hands.
Xiang Ling Tian looked at the River-Mountain Qian-Kun Painting in Xiang Gan's hand and a glint flashed in his eyes. The corners of his mouth curled into a gratified smile as he nodded and said,""Alright, I will accept it. I will defend the Xiang family's territory forever.”
After saying that, Xiang Ling Tian also took the River-Mountain Qian-Kun Painting with both hands!
When Wang Wenjing saw Xiang Ling Tian accept the painting, he glanced at him without batting an eyelid. Then, he looked at Crown Prince Xiang Gan who was glancing at him.
At this moment, a sharp gaze suddenly locked onto Wang Wenjing, causing the hair on his back to stand on end and his breathing to stagnate. It was as if a sword was pressed against his throat and a steel needle was pressed against his glabella. It was extremely terrifying!
The wrinkles on Wang Wenjing's face trembled slightly, and then he suddenly smiled and said,""Haha... Your Highness, you have made quite a big move this time. This is the authentic work of the national master of the Mo Kingdom, Song Wen. Moreover, it is a masterpiece of such length. I'm afraid it is difficult to obtain it with ten thousand gold coins. This Song Wen has a very strange temper. No matter how much money an ordinary person gives him, he might not be willing to write it.”
Crown Prince Xiang Gan replied with a smile," Teacher must be joking. Since it's Imperial Uncle's birthday, I naturally have to put in a lot of thought into the gift. This national hand of the Mo Kingdom, Song Wen, does indeed have a strange temper. At first, he refused to paint for me.”
"However, when I said that it was a birthday gift for Imperial Uncle, I immediately ordered someone to grind the ink and start writing. Speaking of which, it was because of Imperial Uncle that I was allowed to get this painting.”
" Haha..." Everyone laughed when they heard that. However, they did not know that the situation had already turned chaotic.
After Crown Prince Xiang Gan finished presenting his gift, it was Princess Xiang Fei 'er's turn to present her gift. What he presented was a seven-colored coral that had been fished out from the deep sea of the East Sea.
This item was an extremely precious spirit medicine. After consuming it, not only could it prolong one's life, but it also had the miraculous effect of increasing a martial artist's cultivation. It could be said to be an extremely precious gift!
Next was Xiang Jinglei and Xiang Jinghong's gift. Xiang Jinglei's gift to his father was a bow that was about ten feet long. The bow was as black as ink, and the surface of the bow was engraved with patterns that looked like black dragon scales. It was cold to the touch, tough, and shockingly heavy. It weighed nearly a thousand pounds, and it exhausted the four servants who carried the bow upstairs.
The item that Xiang Jinglei had given him was a spiritual treasure cloud artifact called Cloud Piercer. It required at least a few thousand jun of force to pull open a full moon. Even Xiang Jinglei himself could barely pull open a full moon.
However, when the heavy bowstring was caught by Xiang Ling Tian, he only used two fingers to clamp the bowstring and gently pulled. There was not the slightest fluctuation of Cloud Energy. The bowstring that was as tough as steel was like a thin rubber band. It seemed to have received a tremendous force and instantly deformed into a full moon!
"Dang…!"
As Xiang Ling Tian loosened his fingers, the bowstring bounced back and a deafening hum echoed in the room.
"Not a bad bow." This was the evaluation Xiang Ling Tian gave to the Cloud Piercing Bow.
Xiang Jinghong was the one who presented the gift. He did not give Xiang Ling Tian any treasures, brush, ink, paper, or precious Cloud Artifacts. Instead, he gave Xiang Ling Tian a broken blade stained with blood!
When the crowd saw the congratulatory gift that Xiang Jinghong had taken out, their eyes widened in shock. As the second son of the Lord, it was fine if Xiang Jinghong had not prepared some precious congratulatory gifts. Why would he take out such a blood-stained broken blade? Could he have taken the wrong one?
However, Xiang Jinghong calmly passed the blood-stained blade to Xiang Ling Tian and handed it to his father with both hands.
Xiang Ling Tian looked at the curved blade in Xiang Jinghong's hand and frowned slightly. He looked at it carefully for a moment before his expression changed slightly."This is the Hu Saber worn by the surviving members of the Nujiang Nation in the southern border.”
Xiang Jinghong's expression did not change as he said indifferently,""That's right, Father. Three months ago, the remnants of the Nujiang Kingdom in the southern border secretly sent troops to cross the Tan River border and launch a surprise attack on the county city of Tianfu County that I was stationed at. I discovered it and led my troops to ambush and kill more than a thousand bandits. I also killed their leader, Tuoba Gu. This is his saber, and his blood is on it! Your son wanted to use this item to congratulate father on his birthday!”
"This…!" Everyone was shocked when they heard that. They did not expect Xiang Jinghong to present his father with a sword stained with the blood of an enemy general.
As for Xiang Ling Tian, he looked at the bloody Broken Blade in his son's hand, and his brows slightly arched up. He actually laughed out loud, which was a rare sight.
"Hahaha... Good, good, good…As expected of my son, Xiang Ling Tian, to guard the country and drink the enemy's blood! Good kid…! This king likes this gift!"
Xiang Lingtian's laughter was bold and heroic. At this moment, the refined aura on his body was completely replaced by his boldness and excitement. The gifts that everyone had given him earlier were much more valuable than this bloodstained blade. However, only this gift made Xiang Lingtian laugh heartily.
Wan Bing raised his head and laughed." Haha…As expected, like father, like son. I've heard of the reputation of the Nu Jiang Country's surviving general. I heard that he was an expert who was half a step into the Mysterious Cloud Realm. You actually killed him with your own hands. You're really a hero from the young. The younger generation will be formidable!"”
When Xiang Jinglei saw his brother being praised by his father and Marshal Wan, he couldn't help but curse in his heart,""This bastard Second Brother actually has such a move. Why didn't you tell me earlier? The number of bandits and enemy generals I killed isn't any less than yours. I'll definitely teach you a lesson later.”
After receiving the gifts from these juniors, Xiang Ling Tian wanted everyone to continue drinking to their heart's content. However, Marshal Wang, who had been drinking until his face was red, suddenly thought of something and asked in a rough voice,"
"Wangye, don't you have three sons? Why do you only see the eldest and second shizi?”
“……
Wan Bing's words pulled everyone's thoughts back. Only then did everyone remember that the King had three sons. Why did he only see the Eldest and Second Prince on his birthday today and not the Little Prince?
Speaking of which, although this little prince had a bad reputation, his reputation was even greater than his two brothers. At least if you went to the Imperial City and said Xiang Yun's name, regardless of whether it was men or women, old or young, they would at least be able to tell one or two stories about the little prince.
Although everyone did not like this little prince very much, he was still the prince's biological son. Since he had brought it up, even if it was just for show, they had to pretend to ask if it was wrong.
When he heard everyone mention Xiang Yun, the smile on Xiang Ling Tian's face immediately vanished and became much stiffer.
"Everyone just needs to drink and enjoy the feast. Why let that kid spoil everyone's mood?”
Hearing this, Wan Bing waved his hand and said,"Your highness, little shizi is still young. Although he is a little mischievous, that is still the nature of a youth. When I was young, I was a lawless lord. I thought that when I grew older, I would change.”
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