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373: This box will be opened later.

The Zhenxi Marquis Manor was decorated with lanterns and streamers, exuding a festive atmosphere.

Lihua was busy leading the guards and maids.

The Heir inheriting the position of Marquis Zhenxi was a momentous occasion, and many guests would surely come to offer congratulations, so the banquet needed to be prepared in advance.

Ancestral Hall.

Butler Fu handed three sticks of incense to Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou took the incense and placed it in the censer.

He looked at the spirit tablets of Xie Zhenguo and Xie Nantian and softly said, “I have reclaimed the position of Marquis Zhenxi; the Zhenxi Army has also returned under the command of the Zhenxi Marquis Manor...”

Butler Fu said with a complex expression, “If the Old Marquis and the Marquis knew all this, they would surely be very happy.”

Xie Weilou looked at Butler Fu: “Butler Fu, do you think they are truly dead?”

Butler Fu froze for a second: “When the Old Marquis was buried, I saw it with my own eyes, there's no mistake. As for the Marquis, his body was never found...”

As he spoke, he immediately looked at Xie Weilou, a hint of excitement in his eyes: “Did the Marquis discover something amiss?”

Xie Weilou shook his head: “I still have doubts about this matter and need to investigate slowly. There will be a result eventually.”

How cunning was the Old Marquis? How could a mere Xie Cangxuan scheme against him?

As for Xie Nantian leading a hundred thousand troops to resist the demon race, ultimately perishing without a trace, this matter is related to the Great Peng King. When the time comes, I must capture the Great Peng King and question him thoroughly.

The most crucial person in this is Xie Bian!

With the demise of the two, the Third Uncle showed no reaction whatsoever, which is perplexing.

What role did he play in all of this?

“......”

Upon hearing this, Butler Fu also felt a hint of inexplicable anticipation.

Just then, a faint sound of footsteps could be heard.

Lin Qinghuang, dressed in a long green dress, was walking towards them.

“Lin Qinghuang!”

Xie Weilou looked at Lin Qinghuang, a gentle smile on his face.

“Congratulations, you have inherited the position of Marquis Zhenxi. From now on, I'll have to call you Marquis.”

Qinghuang looked at Xie Weilou, a smile on her face.

“Thank you, Lin Qinghuang!”

Xie Weilou smiled and clasped his hands.

“......”

Lin Qinghuang walked forward. She looked at the spirit tablets in front of her, then picked up three sticks of incense, lit them, placed them in the censer, and bowed to the spirit tablets.

Butler Fu looked at Lin Qinghuang, and a hint of approval appeared in his old eyes. This Lin is truly a perfect match for the Heir.

Xie Weilou looked at Butler Fu and chuckled: “Butler Fu, you go get busy! Send out the invitations; This Marquis will host a banquet tonight.”

“Understood!”

Butler Fu bowed to Xie Weilou and then turned to leave.

“Lin Qinghuang, come with me.”

Xie Weilou led Lin Qinghuang out.

Not long after.

The two arrived at a pavilion by the lake in the Zhenxi Marquis Manor. Xie Weilou took out fine wine from his storage ring and poured a cup for Lin Qinghuang.

Lin Qinghuang picked up the wine, took a sip, and softly asked: “What do you plan to do next?”

Xie Weilou poured himself a cup of wine. He looked at the lake and mused: “Cultivate!”

Lin Qinghuang hesitated for a moment and said: “If you have any trouble, I can solve it for you. Even the Nine Heavens Tower, I can destroy it for you...”

Even if the Nine Heavens Tower had an existence that surpassed the Divine Court, she was confident enough to slay it for Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou shook his head: “I can handle my own affairs. I still have that much confidence.”

“You're right!”

Lin Qinghuang nodded gently, naturally believing Xie Weilou's words. In terms of trump cards, this guy's trump cards were no less than hers.

Xie Weilou looked at Qinghuang: “What are Lin Qinghuang's plans next?”

Lin Qinghuang was silent for a moment, then said: “I have already avenged the Lin family. As for my subsequent thoughts, I will tell you then, including some of the doubts in your heart.”

“......”

Xie Weilou continued to sip the fine wine, not asking any more questions.

A gentle breeze swept by.

Lin Qinghuang's hair swayed in the wind, and a faint fragrance diffused. She took out a box from her storage ring and handed it to Xie Weilou: “You are now the Marquis Zhenxi. I'll give you something.”

“Then I won't be polite.”

Xie Weilou smiled and took the box.

Lin Qinghuang softly said: “Open this box later!”

“Okay!”

Xie Weilou put the box into his storage ring.

Afterward, the two continued to drink wine, not discussing anything else.

Half an hour later.

Lin Qinghuang put down her wine glass and said to Xie Weilou: “The Zhenxi Marquis Manor is quite busy today. You must have a lot of things to do. Let me help you!”

Xie Weilou stood up and chuckled: “Qinghuang is the designated mistress of my Zhenxi Marquis Manor. Many matters of the Marquis Manor will have to be handled by you.”

“Heh!”

Lin Qinghuang glared at Xie Weilou and then walked forward.

——

At the same time.

In Tianqi City, many high-ranking officials and nobles received invitations. They looked thoughtful, considering whether to go to the Zhenxi Marquis Manor.

“Xie Weilou is inheriting the position of Marquis Zhenxi. Do you all plan to go?”

“Let's see what Prime Minister Wei does first! If he doesn't go, we won't go either.”

“Xie Weilou is currently very arrogant. Perhaps we should suppress his arrogance.”

“None of you are going? Then I won't go either.”

“None of you are going? Then I'll go by myself and make you all miserable.”

Many officials gathered together, whispering to each other, and some were constantly monitoring the news.

Xie Weilou had indeed ascended to the position of Marquis Zhenxi and was very powerful, but there seemed to be some unpleasantness with Prime Minister Wei. If Prime Minister Wei didn't go and they went alone, it might displease Prime Minister Wei.

In terms of influence in the imperial court, ten Xie Weilou's couldn't compare to one Prime Minister Wei!

Night.

Everything was ready. Red festive ribbons hung on the plaque of the Zhenxi Marquis Manor. Firecrackers were being set off outside the gate, and the banquet was already prepared inside the hall.

Xie Weilou, dressed in a black robe, stood with Lin Qinghuang in the main courtyard, silently waiting for guests to arrive.

Actually, for Xie Weilou, whether there were guests today was not important at all, but the ceremony still had to be performed.

Butler Fu was leading the guards standing outside the manor, waiting for guests, but strangely, after half a day, no one had arrived early.

“Aren't they coming?”

Butler Fu looked thoughtful.

Just then, five exquisite carriages quickly approached. The carriages stopped in front of the Zhenxi Marquis Manor, and five figures descended from them.

The arrivals were Yan Junlin, Yan Wuhai, Yan Wuchen, Yan Ruyi, and Yan Quanzhen.

When Butler Fu saw these five people, his eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward to bow: “Greetings, Princes and Princesses.”

Yan Junlin gently waved his hand, signaling Butler Fu not to be overly polite. He smiled and asked: “Where is Brother Xie?”

Xie Weilou walked out, clasping his hands with a smile: “Everyone, how have you been!”

Yan Junlin quickly walked towards Xie Weilou, saying with delight: “Congratulations, Brother Xie, on inheriting the position of Marquis Zhenxi. Brother Xie's deeds in the west are admirable!”

He then whispered: “Brother Xie spoke up righteously in the Qiankun Hall, speaking on behalf of This Prince, which deeply touched me. Tonight, we drink until we drop.”

Xie Weilou said with a radiant smile: “Naturally! Only by combining our strengths can we go further.”

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