the next day,

Zhao Zheng was having his meal when he saw Xiao Luzi, who had just left, walked into the back hall with a dark face and cursing.

Zhao Zheng asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"It is too much to bully others; it is too much for a young master to bully others."

Xiaoluzi said angrily, and at the same time he took out an invitation from his arms and said angrily: "Young Master, this is the invitation sent by Young Master Chengyu early in the morning. He said that he would invite Young Master to Qingya Ju in the south of the city to discuss swordsmanship during the You period."

"On swords?"

Zhao Zheng was a little surprised, but he understood Cheng Yu's plan in an instant.

Looking at the hand that was still swollen even though it had begun to subside, Zhao Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Who is there?"

"I don't know, but I heard from the person who sent the invitation that Young Master Chengyu invited many ministers, nobles, and businessmen's children, many of whom have some mastery of swordsmanship."

Xiaoluzi said truthfully: "If you want to go, Master, I will send someone to find out who is there."

"Go ahead."

"promise!"

Looking at the small road leaving quickly, Zhao Zheng slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks, his eyes couldn't help but become sharp.

The people of Qin were adept at martial arts,

In addition, in this troubled world, only force is the most beneficial way to protect yourself, your relatives and friends,

Therefore, people with a little wealth will let their children practice martial arts.

You don't want to become a famous strong man in Kyushu, at least you can have a little more chance of survival when you encounter danger.

Of course, there are also people who take the warlock route,

But that is not something that people with a little wealth can afford. Although martial arts training costs money, it is dozens or hundreds of times worse than that of a warlock.

Nowadays, on the streets of Xianyang, figures with swords on their waists and swords can be seen everywhere. This is the norm in this era.

For children who have some wealth or are powerful, they can naturally go further, and their reputation will spread early.

Although I don’t know how powerful they are compared to their reputation, I guess they are all the ones who are the best at selling out!

Thinking of this,

Zhao Zheng said to himself: "Cheng Xi, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

…

Two hours later,

study,

Zhao Zheng looked at the list on the table. There were fifty or sixty people in total, but there were only three or five people who really caught his attention.

"Xing Yuan Fei, the son of doctor Xing Yanbo, is fourteen years old, half a second-rate man. He has an unknown inheritance. His sword can't be splashed by water. He is a calm man. He was once praised by the lieutenant army commander for his promising youth."

"Li Hun, the son of the merchant Li family, is fifteen years old and at the peak of the third rate. He claims to have been taught by a master of Confucian swordsmanship. He is elegant and has extraordinary talent."

"Zhang Haoyu, the third son of the Zhang family, a fourteen-year-old merchant, is a third-rate man. He claims to have been taught by Guigu disciples. He has strong swordsmanship and is extremely conceited. The Zhang family has high hopes for him."

"Ji Gang, the young master of Jinghua Tower, is a member of the Ji family of the Great Qin royal family. He is fourteen years old and not in the mainstream. He is domineering but good at adapting to the changing circumstances. He is just a wallflower."

…

After reading all the information about everyone participating in this event, Zhao Zheng could not help but frown slightly.

He asked doubtfully: "This is the person Cheng Xi invited. Why have I never heard of any of these nobles? And the strength of these people. Why is it that the strongest one is only half a second-rate?"

Zhao Zheng was slightly confused,

Although he didn't know Jikong's realm, Ying Zichu had told him before that Jikong was at the lowest innate stage, and it might not even be that he had already entered a century-old legend.

But Jikong is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he doesn’t have a family background, so why do these people with rich families look so...

Rubbish?

"Sir, these are the only people invited tonight. Except for the son of the doctor, there is no other well-known family. For example, the Zhang family has always wanted to get on Wei Ran's boat, but they don't even have the qualifications."

"As for Jinghua Tower, it is an inconspicuous slave trading place among the Ji family. Ji Gang is the son of the person in charge of Jinghua Tower, and he is a second-generation ancestor with no knowledge or skills."

Xiao Luzi also frowned and said, "Master, I don't even understand what it means for the master to become a dragon."

oh?

At this time, Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly. Judging from the identities of the people he invited, except for the son of the doctor, the others were all people who had no name and were willing to sell their heads.

"Just a doctor, who is also called the "son of many ministers, nobles, and merchants", and a group of third-rate people, dare to call themselves "a minor expert in the art of swordsmanship"?"

Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sneer as he said this. He had already guessed Cheng Xi's plan.

"I want to use a group of low-class people to deal with this young master and make people laugh at my young master. Cheng Xi's plan is very clear."

Said,

Zhao Zheng wrote two names on a blank piece of bamboo——

"Find a new face to inform these two people and ask them to bring some people. Go to Qingya Center at 2:00 a.m. and just deliver the news. Don't worry about anything else."

"promise!"

Looking at the two names on the bamboo slices, Xiao Luzi felt a little more worried in his eyes.

Will these two go?

…

When the time comes,

Zhao Zheng's carriage appeared at the door of 'Qingyaju'. Since my brother invited me, I must give him this face.

But those people who were either rich or noble in the past looked at Zhao Zheng in surprise, with his right hand wrapped like a rice dumpling and his arms hanging.

"Whoops? This little brother looks strange. I wonder if he is the young master of that family?"

"I haven't seen him before. He looks very unfamiliar, but to be invited by Young Master Cheng Yu, he must be a good person."

"Characters? I don't know the characters in Xianyang City, Ji Gang. I hope this gathering won't be spoiled by some cats and dogs."

As soon as these words came out,

Ji Kong, who was standing on the right side of Zhao Zheng, suddenly pulled out the Red Moon Sword hanging from his waist. Everyone saw a cold light flashing away in front of them.

"ah……"

Ji Gang, who had not yet closed his mouth, suddenly let out a scream, staggered, and spat out a large mouthful of blood and a lump of blood-stained flesh.

That's half of Ji Gang's tongue!

The sudden screams instantly attracted everyone's attention, including Xing Yuan Fei.

When he saw Zhao Zheng in the crowd, his expression suddenly changed, and his scalp suddenly felt numb.

not long ago,

He saw Zhao Zheng showing off his power outside Chaoyang Gate with his own eyes.

Although he was later overshadowed by Gong Zixian, Zhao Zheng's extremely domineering and strong character has made him unforgettable to this day.

At this time,

A thought suddenly flashed through Xing Yuan Fei's mind -

Prince Chengyu suddenly invited him and these worms among the nobles, and concealed the matter of inviting Prince Zheng.

Are you trying to use our hands to suppress the government?

This guy is not just looking for death!

Thinking of this, Xing Yuan Fei's face instantly turned pale, and then he hurriedly walked towards Zhao Zheng, ignoring the surprised eyes of the slaves beside him.

at the same time,

When the slaves around Ji Gang saw that their master had his tongue cut off, they became even more angry. When they were about to attack Zhao Zheng and his party,

An angry voice suddenly sounded: "Stop it, everyone."

Subsequently,

Everyone saw Xing Yuanfei walking towards here.

At this time, Ji Gang seemed to see the savior. Just as he raised one foot, he saw Xing Yuanfei flying over him and running to Zhao Zheng.

He held his hands humbly: "Xing Yuan Fei has met Gong Zizheng."

???

Gongzizheng?

After hearing this name, the noise around him disappeared instantly, and Ji Gang staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!