Hongyan Tower is one of the largest restaurants in Xili County. It has a long history. It is said that the plaque of "Hongyan Tower" on the gate was written by Gao Yang, the founding emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

When Changsun Sheng and Gao clan came to Hongyan Tower, local officials led by Zhou County Magistrate had already come out, and Zhao Mujian was also present. A middle-aged man next to Zhao Mujian was particularly eye-catching because the guy's bald head was as bright as a light bulb, his beard was neatly trimmed, and if a string of Buddhist beads were hung around his neck, a sand monk would be like a vivid one.

However, this guy is obviously not a monk. He has no scars on his head, no cassocks, only wearing black cloth clothes, dressed like an ordinary businessman, and always has a smile like Maitreya Buddha on his face.

When Gao Kaishan saw this person, he frowned unconsciously. Gao Bufan asked in a low voice: "Dad knows that bald man?"

Gao Kaishan nodded and replied in a low voice: "This person is Ma Xingkong, the owner of Feiyu Horse Farm."

Gao Bufan couldn't help but look at the boss Ma more when he heard this. The other party also looked here. When the two of them looked at each other, Gao Bufan immediately smiled harmlessly, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth. Ma Xingkong was stunned for a moment, and actually nodded with a smile, as if he was quite kind.

At this time, Changsun Sheng and Zhou County Magistrate had finished their greetings. They walked into Hongyan Tower first, with Changsun Wuji and his sister accompanying their father, while Gao Shilian was on the other side of Changsun Wugui, carefully protecting her in the middle. Then the older relatives of the Gao family came first, and then the younger generation, Gao Kaishan was relatively indifferent, so he walked slowly with his son Gao Bufan at the end.

At this time, the big bald head in the crowd moved quickly towards the father and son, and said with surprise: "It turns out that the owner of the Gao party is also here to attend the dinner?"

Gao Kaishan nodded quietly and asked back: "Where is the owner of the horse farm?"

Ma Xingkong said happily: "I am lucky to come and open my eyes after being loved by Taishu Shaoqing. By the way, Brother Gao, General Changsun and all the people of Gao's family come together. Could it be that he is also a relative of the Gao clan?"

Gao Kaishan said calmly: "That's right, I am from the lineage of the King of Langya in Northern Qi."

Ma Xingkong's eyes flashed and his smile was a little far-fetched: "So that's it. Why haven't you heard Brother Gao mention it in the past?"

Gao Bufan smiled and said, "Ancestors are not signs, so why should you keep talking? The fame of their ancestors is not your own ability. People with real abilities do not need to always support their ancestors. For example, the owner of the horse farm is so big that he has never mentioned to others who his ancestors are."

Ma Xingkong was stunned for a moment, then raised his finger and said, "Gao, this little brother must be a cousin. As expected, he is a handsome man and can speak and distinguish. However, Mr. Gao was wrong. I am actually a person who has no real ability. If my ancestors are prominent, I will definitely talk about it every day and everyone knows it, haha!"

Gao Bufan smiled: "The owner of Gao is indeed awesome. If your Ma Shi manager can learn half of your mind and skills, you won't have a bad time yesterday."

Ma Xingkong twitched slightly, and said, "That deceptive slave came to Xixiang County to sell horses and had a conflict with Gao Gongzi. I really don't know how to live or die. I have punished him severely yesterday. I hope that Gao and Gao Gongzi are generous and don't take it to heart. I will hold a banquet to apologize to Gao Gongzi."

Gao Kaishan said calmly: "No need, a small matter, let's go in!" After that, he walked forward.

"Please ask the horse owner!" Gao Bufan made a gesture of invitation with great grace, asking the other party to go first.

"Haha, it's better for Mr. Gao to ask first!" Ma Xingkong said happily.

Gao Bufan no longer gave in and quickly caught up with his father Gao Kaishan. He thought in his heart that Ma Xingkong was undoubtedly a typical businessman, able to bend and stretch, but this person was so cowardly and should not have any powerful background. He had a very simple relationship with Yu Fanghua and probably had a simple money-making relationship, otherwise he would not have recognized his grandson so thoroughly.

In this way, Gao Bufan was much more at ease. Since Yu Wenhua and Ma Xingkong had a deep relationship, they should not spend a lot of effort to help him, nor would they risk breaking up with Changsun Sheng to help him. So what troubles Gao Bufan the most now is the two dead soldiers. Who was going to kill him and his father and son? What was the motive?

Gao Bufan walked while thinking, and before he knew it, he had already entered the lobby of Hongyan Tower. Although Hongyan Tower only has three floors, it covers a very wide area. It is a patio-shaped middle with a high platform. The second and third floors are equipped with guardrails, so you can watch the high platform in the middle by the railing. At this time, the platform has been arranged around it, and the pillars are full of lanterns and colorful flags. It seems that there are also programs such as singing and dancing performances for this banquet tonight. From this point of view, County Magistrate Zhou has invested a lot of money in order to welcome Changsun Sheng.

Gao Bufan looked around and heard the stairs ringing. The group walked down from the second floor. The first one was wearing a purple robe and a two-liang Jinxian crown. He was about forty years old, with three long and flowing beards left under his jaw, and his temperament was very elegant.

Gao Bufan couldn't help but feel moved: "No, can this be the one who is the Taipu Shaoqingyu Culture and Culture nicknamed Yu Culture and Bima Wen's appearance is pretty good!"

At this time, the purple-robed official had already walked down the stairs, and his sleeves floated towards Changsun Sheng, and smiled while stroking his beards: "General Changsun did not send anyone to inform me of the official when he came to Bohai County. He should be punished with three glasses of wine."

Changsun Sheng greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Lu is busy with official business and has a lot of things to do every day, so how dare I disturb you?"

Gao Junxian next to him saw Gao Bufan with a puzzled look, and knew that he did not know the official in purple robe, so he whispered: "This is the county magistrate of our Bohai County, named Chisong and named Zifang. He came from the Lu family of Fanyang and was a descendant of the famous family. This time, he probably heard that General Changsun was here, so he came to meet him from Yangxin County."

At this time, the little white-faced Gao Qingyuan actually interrupted excitedly, "The Lu family of Fanyang is one of the four high-ranking families. It is called "Cui Lu" alongside the Cui family of Qinghe. Moreover, the Lu family of Fanyang has passed down from Confucianism, and has produced many talented people throughout the ages. Everyone in the clan knows literature and dictates, and is very good at painting. Just like this Lord Lu, he has both outstanding poetry and painting, and is proficient in classical meanings and has been deeply educated in his father Lu Sidao."

Gao Qingyuan paused for a moment and continued: "Mr. Lu especially likes to recite poems and essays, and often uses this to examine the younger generation. Therefore, this banquet tonight will definitely be necessary to examine everyone. It is a pity that Brother Changqing can't write poems. You must know that Master Lu will inevitably have the best results every time he examines the younger generation!"

Gao Bufan felt funny when he saw Gao Qingyuan's pretending to be regretful, so he paused and said, "That's a pity. I would have known that I would read a few more books in my daily life!"

Gao Qingyuan said disdainfully: "Writing poetry requires understanding and inspiration, not as simple as reading a few books. I learned to write poetry at the age of six, and I have been immersed in this art for many years before I can achieve something!"

Gao Shixiong leaned into Gao Bufan's ear and whispered: "Kuo Den Yuan This kid is best at writing poetry, and even the county master praised him for his good writing."

Gao Bufan was not surprised to hear this. Just look at this kid's sensation.

At this time, Gao Shixiong said angrily again: "Although I am a relative of the clan, I just don't like his stinky fart look, and I'm so sad that I can't write poems. Otherwise, I'll win the first prize tonight and see that he's so proud!"
Chapter completed!