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Chapter 238

Yueyang Tower on the bank of Dongting Lake is the most famous building in the world. If you want to go to the top floor and get drunk, you will have to spend at least a hundred dollars. Of course, if you can recite poems and compose poems, if you are favored by the owner of the building, you will not only get a free meal, but you may also be rewarded.

You can make a small amount of money to polish your pen.

On this day, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ning Sudao, the governor of Baling County, and the chief official of the county entertained distinguished guests upstairs. The guests were a pair of young men and women. The man was twenty-five or six years old, with a tall figure and a broad forehead.

With sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, he is handsome and heroic. He is wearing a white warrior uniform and a brocade robe. He has a graceful demeanor. You can tell at the first sight that he is a child of an aristocratic family. However, the woman is dressed in green clothes. Her black hair is only held up by a thorn hairpin.

Like jade, it is elegant and graceful, and its temperament is like the spiritual rain from an empty mountain. It is as elegant as a fairy, making people fall in love with it at the first sight.

There were only seven guests, and Ning Sudao first introduced them to four of them, namely Ma Yuan, the captain of Yueyang, Yang Yuqi, the commander of the Dongting Navy, Wang Wenjing, the chief historian, and Sima Tianyue. These four were all civil and military officials from Yueyang.

, Yueyang is the gateway to northern Hunan and the seat of Baling County. The King of Dian has been operating here for several years. The officials arranged here are all capable and capable officials, and must not be underestimated. Therefore, the young man was very polite and showed no signs of neglect.

.The woman just remained silent until Ning Sudao finished the introduction before she bowed her head. However, the four of them seemed to be flattered and quickly returned the courtesy.

The other three accompanying guests are all white. One has a white face and no beard, is thin and elegant, and is wearing a blue scholar's shirt. This person is the mountain chief of Yueyang Academy, named Confucian Ming Shulian. This person specializes in classics and history, and is famous all over the world.

He is short in stature, has hands above his knees, and has a weathered face but a strong spirit. This man is Shangguan Shou, the leader of the Junshan Gang who spans eight hundred miles across Dongting. The Junshan Gang is powerful and has a force that is not inferior to the Dongting Navy. It controls Dongting's shipping.

Fishing, private salt and other legal or illegal businesses, even Ning Sudao is not willing to offend him easily. The last person is a handsome and handsome young man, only twenty-three or four years old, wearing a blue shirt

, handsome and graceful as a jade tree in the wind, with a faint sword aura all over his body. He is like a peerless sword hidden in a box, but his voice and smile are full of kindness, like the warm spring breeze, making people feel

Feeling contradictory and dangerous, this young man is Lei Jianyun, the young master of the most famous Yueyang Sword Sect on the Yueyang White Road. Although he is young, his swordsmanship is already outstanding and he is wise and courageous. He has already replaced his father Yueyang Shen.

Because of Jian Leifu's status, this time he came to accompany the guests instead of his sick father.

The host and guest were Tang Zhonghai, the second son of Tang Kangnian, Duke of Yue Kingdom, and the woman was Yan Zishuang, the direct disciple of Yue Qiuxin. Her status was also first-class and noble.

A group of upper-class people were chatting. Among their remarks, they talked about the new chef in Yueyang Tower. The chef had very strict rules. He only cooked three dishes of the same dish one day and a different one the next day. No matter who the guests were or how much they paid, he would cook three dishes a day.

The dish is unbeatable.

This aroused Tang Zhonghai's interest. Just as several nobles were talking about this interesting incident and wanted to meet the cook, a thunderous voice came from the ground.

"You, the shopkeeper, are so clueless! Ten days ago, a certain shop said that he would go upstairs to have a drink and try the chef's skills. You, the shopkeeper, said that three dishes were already served. Okay! A certain shop made an appointment to come back ten days later, and even a hundred

Guan has also paid off, and today he actually told me that someone has booked the place! Damn it! Old bastard, do you know the rules in business? First come, first served, do you understand? I want you to give me an explanation today! Call your cook

Let’s cook three more dishes right away! What kind of bullshit rules are you playing on me! Hunger marketing is on my head... Believe it or not, I just smashed your old bastard’s sign!" Then there was a burst of dirty words.

Fairy Yan upstairs frowned slightly when she heard these vulgar words. Master Tang and Shaoxia Lei naturally wanted to step forward, and even the county guard Ning Sudao ordered the guards to "go down and deal with it."

The owner of the building was right and was willing to let the roaring man eat for free. However, the man's wish to eat today could not be satisfied. He hoped that the man would come back tomorrow.

But the result was a clanging sound, and the man downstairs who made a thunderous sound started to smash up the store.

The few people on the top floor are nobles, how can they lower themselves down? But there are also a lot of their subordinates downstairs - the army guards from the county, the guards of Mr. Tang, the master guards of the Junshan Gang and the swordsmen of the Yueyang Sword Sect. They

There was a conflict with the man who started destroying the store.

A few people upstairs were still chatting and laughing, talking about the delicious food upstairs, but the noise downstairs became louder and louder. Shangguan Shou, the leader of the Junshan Gang, first began to become unable to sit still - it was because he was leaning against the window and saw his gangster.

The winning hand was thrown outside the building in the middle of the street like a sandbag.

At this time, the cook mentioned earlier had already gone upstairs. He was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender body, more than seven feet tall, and a handsome and upright appearance. He was just a middle-aged man, with only a pair of deep phoenix eyes.

Like the cold river on an autumn night.

At this moment, the fierce roars were getting closer and closer. There were so many warriors downstairs, and the masters were as useless as dead people. A huge figure suddenly covered the stair door coming up.

There are many real masters among the people here - at least Shangguan Shou, Lei Jianyun, and Yan Zishuang, so they are not nervous, but when everyone saw that figure, their first thought was almost that they saw a person.

Beasts like bears/tiger.

The man in coarse cloth stood up straight. The people sitting upstairs were almost not as high as the man's crotch. He had a majestic build, deep facial features, a face full of beards, and a ferocious face. As soon as Bo Fu arrived upstairs, he stood up straight.

After a quick glance, his eyes stayed on Yan Zishuang's face for a second longer, and then he looked at

Looking at the young man: "The people in this building are quite noble...noble people in black and white...but this kid doesn't look like...are you the cook in this building? I asked the old man, go ahead, go

Cook three more dishes for me! Everyone, I’m sorry to bother you! I hope you won’t be offended by this!”

As Bo Fu said that, he stretched out his hand to grab the cook. The young hero Lei was enthusiastic and directly struck at Bo Fu's veins. Bo Fu did not dodge or dodge, and let Lei Jianyun cut with his palm.

On the vein gate, Lei Jianyun seemed to have cut an iron plate, and the tall and strong man's wrist seemed to be made of gold and iron, and it was as if the palm of Lei Shaoxia was nothing.

"Boy! Do you want to show off? Oh...it turns out you want to show off in front of the beauty...but be careful to make a fool of yourself." Bo Fu smiled instead and grabbed Lei Jianyun with his backhand, while still grabbing the young man with the other hand.

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At this time, the sound of the piano suddenly came, and at the same time, a sharp sword like a cloud and a dragon stabbed at Bo Fu vaguely, and Lei Jianyun also pulled out his sword, bringing out endless electric light that reflected the white light all over the building, and slashed horizontally towards Bo Fu.

Bofu wrist.

"Hahaha." Following the thunderous laughter, Bo Fu's huge palm swiveled and easily slapped Lei Jianyun's sword spine, deflecting his sword's momentum. At the same time, he said: "Hum", and another

The sword light pierced Bo Fu's body and could not make any progress.

"What a great Kung Fu practice!" Everyone upstairs turned pale - except for the young man's dead face...

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