Hearing Wen Nanfang specifically mentioned Lin Zhihuang's name, Mr. Linfang no longer cared about being angry with Lin Zhihuang. He turned back and said with a smile on his face: "Ze Mei, I am fortunate to have received it at the invitation of Your Highness.

Words, how about it?”

When Wen Nanfang heard this, his dark eyes looked at Lin Zhihuang sitting opposite.

Lin Zhihuang nodded with a smile.

"Ze Mei..."

Wen Nanfang saw Lin Zhihuang nod his head, lowered his eyes and murmured softly, carefully evaluating this word.

Then Bian Hong's eyes lit up, he put aside the previous matters for the time being, and carefully considered the word "lord".

"Ze, benefit the people of the world. Xi, drive away the light of the night and welcome the light of the sunrise."

Sui Bianhong raised his lips and said in a careless voice: "Ze Mei, will you help the people of the world, drive away the light of the night, and usher in the light of the sunrise?"

"Good word." Wen Nanfang and Sui Bianhong said one after the other.

"Hahaha!"

When Mr. Linfang saw that his name was chosen by Lin Zhihuang and was praised highly by others, he stroked his beard and laughed out loud.

"Congratulations, my lord, for finally having the words." Wen Nanfang handed the second boiling tea to Lin Zhihuang and put it down, and congratulated her in a warm voice.

Lin Zhihuang smiled: "Yes, I also have words."

Sui Bianhong also congratulated Lin Zhihuang on his title.

Because of this interruption, the atmosphere in the tea room gradually became more relaxed.

Lin Zhihuang also talked in detail about the interesting things that happened some time ago when she was looking around to recruit Mr. Linfang.

When Lin Zhihuang said that she easily found Mr. Linfang who was eating roast chicken in a restaurant in Fanhu County based on a portrait of Mr. Linfang given by Qi Guanshou, everyone present laughed.

.

Only Mr. Linfang glared dissatisfied at Qi Guanshou, who was quietly sipping tea, and scolded the traitor, causing everyone present to laugh again.

After Lin Zhihuang finished speaking, Wen Nanfang and Sui Bianhong both had a certain understanding of the characters of Mr. Linfang, Qi Guanshou and Liu Kang.

Mr. Linfang has such a temperament. I just said that Mr. Moriyama is old, so there must be no other ill intentions. Well... At most, he just wants to bury his old acquaintance and feel proud of himself for being young.

Mr. Linfang is actually a naughty boy in private...ωωw..net

Thinking of this, Wen Nanfang and Sui Bianhong immediately put aside the matter that Mr. Linfang said that Mr. Morishan looked old.

Sui Bian Hong laughed lazily and said: "It turns out that this younger brother Qi Xian is from the Qi family in Zhuozhou. No wonder he felt extraordinary when he saw him."

As soon as Bian Hong said this, the atmosphere that had been slightly relaxed just now suddenly became tense again.

Qi Guanshou put down the empty tea cup and replied in a elegant voice: "Brother Sui is from the first-class Sui family. Why are you surprised by my family background?"

Wen Nanfang picked up the teapot and filled the empty cup in front of Qi Guanshou with tea. He smiled and said warmly: "Although the Sui family and the Qi family belong to the same aristocratic family, in these troubled times, the two families are very different.

"

Liu Hen smiled and said: "What's the difference? In terms of background, the Sui family has more background than the Qi family."

As he spoke, Liu Hen turned to look at Sui Bianhong and said purely, "Isn't it? Sir Sui?"

Sui Bianhong always had half-bundled black hair. When he heard what Liu Hen said, he raised his hand and lightly brushed a few strands of dark hair hanging in front of his shoulders. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Inheritance? Do you mean the age of the heirloom?"

"Brother Liu Xian, the Qi family controls nearly 200,000 Qi family troops. In these troubled times when the imperial power is no longer in power, it is not comparable to a family like my Sui family that has heirlooms of poetry and calligraphy."

When Yang Xitong saw Sui Bianhong targeting Qi Guanshou several times, he became annoyed as a senior brother and said displeased: "Sir, what does this mean? Chulan comes alone, what does it have to do with the Qi family?"

"Maybe it's because Fu Xiao and Qi Ya relied on the Qi family army to gain momentum?"

Then Bian Hong smiled lazily, and a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes turned to fall on Qi Guanshou.

"Brother Qi is the only direct grandson of General Qi, the head of the Qi family. He naturally holds military power, and he also studies under Mr. Linfang. As long as he is born, he will have a reputation. Looking at his demeanor today, he is not mediocre...

....”

Wen Nanfang served Lin Zhihuang a cup of tea, and asked Qi Guanshou, who was sitting next to Lin Zhihuang, in a warm voice: "Why was he not born six years ago? Why is he born now?"

Lin Zhihuang knew that Wen Nanfang and Sui Bianhong were already wary of Qi Guanshou, and when they were about to explain why Qi Guanshou was here at this time, Mr. Linfang spoke before her.

Mr. Linfang stroked his beard and smiled and said: "You two good nephews, don't worry, Chu Lan has been poisoned by me. No matter what the intention is, as long as the poison is not cured, nothing can be done."

When Mr. Linfang suddenly said this, it was shocking.

Then Bian Hong's peach blossom eyes twitched slightly: "The poison of soft silk?"

Isn't that the poison the lord inflicted on Liang Feng before?

Wen Nanfang put down the tea pestle in his hand, put his forehead on his forehead and looked at Lin Zhihuang who was sitting across from him: "My lord, not only did you forcefully tie someone up this time, but you also poisoned them?"

Lin Zhihuang laughed dryly, waved his hand quickly, and pointed at Mr. Linfang sitting beside him: "It was Mr. Lin who poisoned me, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Wen Nanfang looked at Lin Zhihuang and said nothing: "..."

Sui Bian Hong turned his head and looked at Qi Guanshou's appearance: "..."

Seeing that both his colleagues had misunderstood their master, Yang Xitong immediately jumped out to defend his master, pointed at his master sitting beside him, and said righteously: "Yes!"

"It was my old and disrespectful master who poisoned Chulan and forced him to come here. This matter has nothing to do with my lord!"

As soon as Yang Xitong finished speaking, his master slapped him on the back of his head, and his forehead was immediately hit by the recoil and hit the tea table, making a crisp thud.

"When have you ever disrespected your elders as a teacher?"

Liu Hen was sweating because his master refused to admit it. He helped Yang Xitong up like a disciple, looked at Mr. Linfang with disapproval and said: "Master, my brother's brain is already slow. Just give him a few more blows."

What should I do if my mind is completely sluggish?"

Sui Bianhong: "......"

Wen Nanfang: "......"

It seems that the relationship between the fellow apprentices under Mr. Lafang is quite unharmonious.

Qi Guanshou said softly: "Master originally wanted to help me."

As soon as Qi Guanshou said these words, Wen Nanfang and Sui Bianhong's eyes that had relaxed just now tightened again and turned to look at him.

Lin Zhihuang did not expect that Qi Guanshou would reveal this matter in front of his two confidants at this time, and turned to look at him like a madman.

Mr. Linfang was more direct. He cursed a traitor with a bulging face, propped up the table and crossed Lin Zhihuang in the middle, raised his hand and slapped Qi Guanshou on the back of the head.

Qi Guanshou had expected it. Although his body was completely exhausted at this time, the evasive moves he had learned were still there. He leaned back early and avoided Mr. Linfang's palm.

Before Mr. Linfang could swing his hand again, Liu Kang had already jumped up and grabbed his master.

"So?" Wen Nanfang looked into Qi Guanshou's light-colored eyes and asked quietly.
Chapter completed!