Jiangling Mansion, Luoshen Lake.

Flower boats are rippling on the lake, and the setting sun is like fire, reflecting the colorful clouds in the sky. The colorful clouds are reflected on the lake like a mirror, and the waves are sparkling as the breeze blows.

Under the protection of many flower boats, there is a flower boat like a tall building standing majestically, with carved eaves and green tiles and glazed tiles, showing its elegant style.

It is like a majestic and luxurious pavilion on the ground, with various carvings and decorations, extremely luxurious.

The flower boat is huge, nine stories high from the deck, and there is a sword suspended in front of the flower boat's pavilion.

The sword exuded a cold light. The sword was suspended in the air, as if it was supported by strange power. Around the sword, there were sword auras lingering one after another, like flying snowflakes, dazzling and confusing.

This is "Piao Xue", one of the ten most famous swords in the world.

He is also the protagonist of this sword appreciation conference.

Around them, there were many Confucian scholars, scholars and poets standing on the bows of the boats with their hands on their backs and flying Confucian shirts, looking at the sword suspended in front of the tallest flower boat, and they all sighed in admiration.

Sword appreciation, the appreciation of famous swords in the world, is indeed a grand event.

Under the floating snow sword, there was a clean-faced, beardless, feminine old man sitting quietly. Surrounded by the well-known oirans in the Luoshen Lake Flower House, they all gathered together and played the beautiful music together.

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The old man closed his eyes and listened, tapping the armrest of the chair from time to time with his palms.

Behind the old man, there is also a feminine figure in strong clothing standing with a knife. Although feminine, his eyes are full of coldness and he scans all directions.

Many literati and poets looked at the old man with fear.

Wei Qiansui!

The famous man next to Emperor Xia, the very popular general manager, whose strength is unfathomable, is a strong person from the previous generation who has been famous in the heavenly list.

It was the presence of this person that made this sword appreciation meeting so orderly that even the Jianghu guests who had already rushed here did not dare to make any changes.

"Did you see that flower boat? On it are the powerful men of Feiliu Sword Pavilion in Daxia. Feiliu Sword Pavilion is a famous sword-wielding sect in Daxia. It is said that it is a first-class sect in the imperial court."

"There is also a flower boat from the Meteor Sword Sect! They are all good swordsmen. The birth of a world-famous sword has attracted many people to watch."

"There is also that flower boat. I heard that people from the Wu family of the Da Chu swordsmanship family are here."

Literati and poets leaned on the railings of the flower boats and looked at the many flower boats floating on Luoshen Lake, with a little excitement in their expressions.

On the shores of Luoshen Lake, some people from all walks of life who were not qualified to board the flower boats even blocked the water from flowing through the white jade fence on the shore.

Some people watching the excitement also gathered on one level inside and one outside.

It was bustling with people everywhere.

This is a grand event in the world, but for the people of Jiangling Mansion, it is also a romantic event.

On the bank of Luoshen Lake, Guixiang Tower.

This romantic holy place in Gangneung Mansion is even more lively now. Although it is only sunset, the lanterns have been hung up and the lanterns have already started to light up.

The private rooms on each floor, and every location where you can watch the Sword Appreciation Ceremony on Luoshen Lake, are sold for thousands of gold, making it a Feng Shui place that is hard to buy.

Guixiang Building, top floor.

The carved wooden window was pushed open.

Chu Tiannan held the blue and white porcelain wine glass in his hand and leaned against the window, looking calmly at the surface of Luoshen Lake that looked like it was sprinkled with crushed gold.

Lao Huang, smelling of alcohol and with the smell of rouge still lingering on his face, approached Chu Tiannan.

"Why don't you, little Marquis, join in the fun?"

"This sword appreciation meeting has revealed a pit, a pit dug for Luo Hong. It just so happens that the little marquis doesn't want to go up and avenge his shame?"

"Besides, the young Marquis has lost Chunjun, so it would be a great pleasure to get Uncle Luo Hong's Piaoxue."

Lao Huang smiled and grinned, showing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

When Chu Tiannan heard this, he glanced at Lao Huang expressionlessly.

"What I lost was a pure Jun, and what I got back must also be a pure Jun. Besides... this Piaoxue Sword is the sword used by Luo Hongchen. I still admire Luo Hongchen. He was so magnificent back then.

He has overwhelmed so many geniuses and topped the Yellow List, Xuan List, and Earth List. I admire him very much."

"So, I won't take part in this sword appreciation conference, just treat it as a tribute to the person I once admired."

Chu Tiannan said calmly.

"Besides, the prince hung out Luo Hongchen's sword simply to slap the Luo family in the face. The purpose was to trap Luo Hong and kill him. Someone from the Chu family will naturally take action, and there is no need for me to take action."

"Besides, before I'm sure I can win against Luo Hong, it doesn't make much sense to go..."

"The most important thing is that I just lost my old love and I am looking for a new love... the reputation will not be good."

After Chu Tiannan finished speaking, he poured all the wine in the blue and white porcelain cup into his mouth.

When Lao Huang heard this, he rolled his eyes.

Then, he looked at the beautiful scenery of countless flower boats vying for beauty under the setting sun.

"Little Marquis, do you think Luo Hong dares to come? To be honest, Lao Huang, I really can't think of any reason for him to come... Wei Qiansui is guarding the sword. Even if Luo Hong can really win the sword, I'm afraid it will be quite embarrassing."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of Jiangling Mansion alive."

Lao Huang said.

Chu Tiannan took a deep breath, held the wine glass, and leaned over the window, squinting.

"He will come because...he is already here."

After saying that, Chu Tiannan nuzzled his lips toward the white jade arch bridge in the south.

When Lao Huang looked at it, he suddenly said "Huh", smacked his mouth, and murmured.

"You really came, you really dare to come..."

…

The carriage moved leisurely, its wheels rolling over the smooth bluestone road.

Because of the reminder from Magistrate Zhang, Yuan Xiazi drove Luo Hong directly towards Luoshen Lake.

Driving across the white jade arch bridge, you will see a bustling crowd.

Luo Hong opened the curtain of the carriage, looked at everything outside, and couldn't help but smile.

“So lively.”

Blind Yuan sat at the front of the car holding a bamboo pole and nodded.

"In this world, there is never a shortage of people watching the excitement."

"I hope they are really just watching the fun, but they don't know how many people with ulterior motives are hidden among these people watching the fun." Luo Hong curled his lips.

The carriage continued to drive, and no one knew what trick Yuan Xiazi had used. The crowd seemed to be divided by an invisible force, like a knife splitting the sea that could not be closed.

The carriage moved forward leisurely and came to a stop in front of the white jade railing.

Blind Yuan leaned against the carriage shelf and hesitated before asking: "Sir, let's just watch the excitement for a while. If we go out too early, we might become the target of public criticism."

In the carriage, Luo Hong smiled, but there was no answer.

A target of public criticism?

From the moment he left Anping County, he was already the target of public criticism.

Even at this moment, many eyes have gathered and landed on the carriage where Luo Hong is, as if they want to see through the carriage and look directly at Luo Hong in the carriage.

Many of the glances were playful, many of them were fierce and murderous, and many of them were filled with sneers.

However, the carriage was extremely quiet, without any movement and without any reaction to these gazes.

Among the crowd, not far from the carriage.

A beautiful figure wearing a veil and carrying a piano case looked at Luo Hong's carriage in a daze.

Under the veil, the faintly revealed brows were slightly wrinkled, "Are you Hongchen's nephew?"

"He is a kind and kind child, but he really shouldn't be here."

"It has been fifteen years since Hongchen died. The Luo family has endured it for so many years. Why don't they endure it any longer?"

At this moment, the woman's eyes looked like she was crying and smiling, with a mixture of relief and sadness, and more of a feeling of sadness and loss.

On Luoshen Lake.

Wei Qiansui, who closed his eyes and listened to the music and singing of many courtesans, opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, all the sounds disappeared, and the courtesans remained silent, not daring to make any more noise.

Wei Qiansui raised his eyes, crossed the sparkling lake, and landed on the carriage behind the white jade railing.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but tilt up slightly.

"Good boy, you really dare to come, even with our sword guard..."

Wei Qiansui was surprised and smiled with a bit of a sinister expression.

Looking at the floating snow sword in front of the pavilion, he raised his hand and flicked it lightly. It bounced in the air, but it seemed to bounce on the sword body.

Ding!

The Piaoxue Sword suddenly made a clear sword chanting sound, and the sound spread, seemingly forming an undetectable wave that spread across the entire lake.

The world became quiet at this moment.

Everyone who was whispering to each other and talking freely shut their mouths at this moment.
To be continued...