The entire castle became busy all night long. The previous old housekeeper who had been retired for sixty years and enjoyed the last time of his life was recalled overnight. He commanded the people in the castle and began to prepare for the noble feast that had not been opened for sixty years.

It was so strict that the visits of a candlestick, the selection of tableware, and even the Imperial fleet stationed nearby were urgently called, crossing most of the empire's territory overnight to the homeland of the baron who was about to visit, and to buy the best food in his hometown.

In addition, the lights of the Governor's Office of the Wing Renxing remained unstoppable all night, and the administrative power of the Wing Renxing was used, with road blockades and martial law. The entire planet, as well as the power of the thirteen life planets controlled by the Wing Renzhu San, were called.

Everything is just to make the Baron who will visit tomorrow feel at home, or to make the Winged Zhu San feel embarrassed in front of the Baron.

The old housekeeper who was almost 150 years old, who was in his twilight years, was a little excited, as if he had returned to sixty years ago, when a nobleman came to the castle to visit Zhusan, the Winged Man.

The old butler still remembers the grand occasion of that day. The tableware made by Mise Silver, with the family emblem of the first generation of the Winged Family, the Condensed Crystal Cup, was the product of Augustus I, and each piece is worth tens of millions of black cards.

There are also selected ingredients, all of which are the most precious treasures in the castle.

Thinking of the grand occasion of that day, it was about to appear in front of you again, the old butler was breathing rapidly, directing the ignorant new butler, and quickly took the bottle of Caterina, who had been treasured for three hundred years, to sober up and cool it down.

The new housekeeper was still in a dilemma. The bottle of wine was treasured by Wingren Zhu San. The three hundred years of Caterina is worth billions. Each bottle of this wine queen named after Duchess Caterina is extremely expensive.

Especially the duchess has stopped brewing wine in person a hundred years ago. The price of this three hundred vintage Caterina has soared to an incredible price. Even the youngest daughter of Wingren Zhu San is unwilling to take it out to celebrate.

"What do you know! It's just a bottle of wine. Do you think the real nobles care about a bottle of wine? What they care about is the importance and face."

"In the face of winning the friendship of a noble, the power in the world is false."

The old butler scolded him with a beard and stared at him. The new butler was a little dissatisfied and muttered, "It's just a baron, and the master is a viscount."

"Shut up, Lord Baron is also a nobleman!"

The old butler was tyrannical and determined, and he was determined to act alone. Even if others were dissatisfied, they did not dare to say anything. Everything was busy as the old butler wanted.

By 10 o'clock in the morning, there was only one and a half hours left before the agreed time. The old housekeeper became more and more anxious. The tableware, candlesticks, tablecloths, even the distance between the chairs, and the murals on the walls had to be checked and adjusted one by one.

In addition, countless people are busy from the entire Winged Man Star to the castle from the city of Kadar to ensure that no problems occur.

There are many people and great power. In one night, almost 100,000 people directly participated in the various preparations needed for this banquet. Indirectly, there are probably no less than one million people who have not been asleep all night, just to ensure today's banquet. The guests and hosts can have fun.

The two protagonists who created this busy scene, Viscount Zhu San of the Winged Man and Baron Li Xunluo, were calm and indifferent, and had nothing to say all night. Li Tomb finally set off at 10 o'clock in the morning.

The person riding the fifth-generation extended red flag was still there, but this time, except for the military land cruisers driven by Li Tomb, the sky, the ground, and the entire Winged Man Star ground defense force were mobilized to secretly escort Li Tomb.

So much so that the busiest avenue that left the city was extremely empty, with no car in sight, and even the buildings on both sides of the road were controlled. Every commanding height was alert, pretending to be a good citizen, the family members of various administrative personnel, or students in the school.

All of them have checked the files, and those with a slightly bad record must be excluded. Such behavior is almost comparable to royal travel.

In fact, the Black Prison Empire has a good political atmosphere. Although it is an imperial country, the royal family and aristocrats have a good reputation among the people. They don’t have such a big fight when traveling on weekdays. For example, the capital star domain and the North Coast star domain, where aristocrats interact more frequently, are used to interactions between the nobles and have their own set of solutions that will not affect the lives of the people.

But this is the Wing Renxing, a place that is far away from the mainstream society of the empire for hundreds of years. If the remote and seclusion place fabricated by Li Tomb is considered a village of the Black Prison Empire, then this place is just a larger town.

So it is inevitable that there is a sensational smell.

At 11:30 noon, Li Tomb arrived at the castle of Yirenzhu San. At this time, those who had been busy all night had long been withdrawn. Only Yirenzhu San was left in the castle, and there was also a pretty woman who was greeted by him.

"His Excellency Baron."

"His Excellency Viscount."

Zhu San and Li Tomb looked at each other, smiled at each other, called each other, and walked forward. As for the beautiful woman standing quietly aside, smiling without saying a word, and maintaining respect.

I don’t know what my identity is, but being able to stand here is obviously a close relationship with the three Yi Renzhu.

"This is my little daughter, Asakura, and she is standing at the banquet today."

"I've met the Baron."

Asakura, the winged man, smiled and bowed to Li Tomb. His beautiful eyes looked at Li Tomb, and he was a little curious. He obviously did not expect that Li Tomb was so young.

Li Ton nodded, without saying a word, and walked side by side with Yi Ren Zhu San. Yi Ren Asakura led the way. Naturally, Li Ton's bodyguards were not qualified to enter and could only stay outside.

However, the red mutant parrot is pretending to be a pet, standing on the shoulders of Li Tomb, with a stern and eye-catching appearance.

The reason why the red mutant parrot came this time was that it was just because it had to rely on its mind-reading ability, which might be useless to the nobles, but aristocratic families like Asakura, have strange uses.

At least now, the red mutant parrot has begun to read the thoughts in Wingren Asakura's mind without realizing it. The group of three entered the castle, and Li Tomb and Yi Ren Zhu San sat opposite to him. Wingren Asakura is the youngest daughter of Wingren Zhu San, but today it is really just a maid and is not qualified to enter the seat.

Delicacies were sent to Asakura, the winged man, including yellow beef and sturgeon roe produced in the castle, as well as the ingredients from the hometown made from Li Tomb overnight. Even the chef who made that dish was transported here by the sky overnight.

I used the Imperial fleet along the way and traveled through most of the empire's territory just to make that dish.

It can be said that this banquet grasped every detail, which shocked Li Tomb. The power of the Wing Ren Zhusan was an old viscount in the Black Prison Empire.

Even if some presidents of multinational groups have a net worth of 100 billion and give them enough time, they might be able to do this, but only one night, if you want to prepare for these or even use the Imperial fleet, no one can do it except the nobles.

“The taste of hometown.”

Li Tomb put down his knife, wiped his mouth gently, and spoke with satisfaction.

Zhu San, the winged man opposite, smiled and took a sip of Katerina, a 300-year-old man. "This 9-eating black fish in your hometown is indeed very good. It reminds me of the battle in the Dadu River."

"At that time, the empire's situation suddenly changed, and the Galaxy battlefield was defeated one after another. The army I led stood in the Dadu River for a month. After eating all the supplies, they could only eat the fish in the river. It was also this kind of black fish, and they were all fed extremely fat by the corpses."

"No need to fire, just make sashimi, with a bloody smell, fascinating."

Li Ton's eyes flashed, as if he was recalling, "You are much luckier than me. It should have been the autumn of 4th year. I was in the Maori Star Domain and was almost surrounded by the Southeastern people."

"The three armies, including the Royal Third Fleet of the Xiliners, have been running for two months, and in the end they survived only one million people."

The winged man Zhu San's gaze became softer.

For the nobles who survived World War II, even if it was their first meeting, it would be impossible to lose the topic. The magnificent war that swept the entire universe was the best topic of conversation.

Only those who are the people who truly appreciate the nostalgia, disgust, love, and all kinds of emotions about that war.

Therefore, as long as there is no huge interest involved between nobles, the situation is generally very harmonious, even if an ASEAN aristocrat sits with a Siege nobleman.

Not to mention that three thousand years have passed since World War II. Apart from these nobles, who can anyone know the cruelty or beauty of that war?

Although Li Tomb has never experienced the Second Universe War, with Skynet, he has long woven his fabricated baron identity to no flaws. It is necessary to remember some details of the Second Universe War, otherwise it will be easy to get rid of other nobles.

The two chatted about the anecdotes during World War II for a while, and the banquet was almost over. Asakura, the winged man, removed the dining table and invited the two to the tea room.

The winged man Asakura respectfully cooked tea and distributed it to the two of them, then turned around and retreated, pulled up to the door, leaving the space for the two of them.

At this time, only Li Tomb and Yi Ren Zhu San were left, and it was time to talk about the main business.

Li Tomb did not mean to hide it. He went straight to the point and took out a yellowed ancient picture from his arms and pushed it in front of Zhu San.

Yiren Zhusan was excited and knew that the opera meat was coming, so he was not in the mood to taste his favorite tea soup on weekdays. He picked up the ancient picture and looked at it carefully.

Li Tomb didn't speak, and drank tea quietly, waiting for Yirenzhu San to finish the inspection.

Yiren Zhusan checked it very carefully and took four hours. At this time, the sunset had already set. Yiren Zhusan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and put down the ancient picture in his hand. A trace of joy flashed in his eyes, "That's right. It's indeed an ancient object of the ancient civilization." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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