Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight uninvited guests
The guest rooms in the villa are extremely simple, with accommodation for seven to eight people in each room. The bed is like a long pit. Fatty Tian Su’s servants complained that the guest room was shabby than his own doghouse. Unexpectedly, Ling Su was
Kicked hard.
"I'm sorry, young master, this is the holy place in your heart. I said the wrong thing and you should be beaten!" The servant thought that he had gone too far.
"I gave you such a big room, but you have the nerve to call it a shabby doghouse? Are you worthy of me?" Ling Su had been frowning since he entered the guest room.
"Stop yelling. The house that the direct descendants of the villa live in will not be any better than this one. The Yuwen family believes in ascetic cultivation and pure cultivation." A young man who moved in a day earlier advised.
"Brother, is it your turn to fight soon? Can you defeat that monk?" Ling Su started to get close to the young man again.
The young man said with a bitter face: "It's true, I'm the second one tomorrow morning. Even Young Master Zhao can't beat that monk. Aren't I going to humiliate myself? Alas, I've already postponed it once. I'll just admit defeat tomorrow morning.
Come on."
"Ah, don't you want to show your face at such a good opportunity? You might as well rush forward and strike with a few moves." Ling Su said.
"It took a lot of effort to get through the four-image formation at the door. How can I go up there without being laughed to death? To be honest, I just want to go into the villa and see the masters' moves. If I can still catch a glimpse of Miss Qi,
True appearance, that would be great." The young man said with longing.
"Heroes see the same thing. I am Ling Su from the Two Immortals Sect in Anzhou. Brother, where are you from?" Ling Su said happily.
"My name is Bi Hanyang, and I am a direct descendant of the landless Hengzhou Zhongzhou sect." The young man said with confidence.
"Humph, what's so great about the Zhongzhou Sect? It's a true direct descendant." Luo Yu said with some disdain.
Bi Hanyang lowered his voice and said to Luo Yu and Ling Su: "You don't know something. Many people who don't know their origins say that they are from the Zhongzhou sect. The two who just went out for ventilation claimed to be from the Anzhou Zhongzhou sect. The year before last, my father took me
When I went to visit, I could easily defeat the boss of the Lian family, who is known as the strongest among the second-generation brothers. Where have I seen these two figures? By the way, which sect are you from? "
Luo Yu was speechless for a moment, then paused and said: "I am a direct descendant of the Shuozhou Zhongzhou sect. By the way, you have stayed here for one night. Does the villa take care of the food?"
"Huh? It seems that there are already two Shuozhou Zhongzhou sects? They are as timid as me and postponed it for a day. Did I hear wrongly?" Bi Hanyang became a little confused.
"What are you thinking about? Does the villa take care of the food?" Luo Yu was eager to change the subject.
"Yes, when will dinner be served?" Ling Su also asked anxiously.
"Guan, Guan, someone will call us for dinner later. It's in the sword pavilion opposite. I guess there will be an extra table today."
"Those Zhongzhou sects are not as authentic as ours. Don't mess around with others when eating." Luo Yu made a small calculation, fearing that Bi Hanyang would introduce them to other Zhongzhou sects.
"Of course, those guys are very vicious, so it's better that we don't mess with them as much as possible. I don't know if Miss Qi will appear in the sword pavilion. Alas, most of them won't. I hope someone can win three games in a row tomorrow."
Bi Hanyang began to look forward to it again.
"Don't worry about Miss Qi for now. I'm almost starving. When will dinner be served?" As soon as he heard that he was in charge of the meal, Ling Su felt a sense of hunger in his forehead. He couldn't even pretend to be a beautiful woman.
"It should be almost done, but there is nothing to eat. I have to eat dry food when I get back." Bi Hanyang, who had eaten a meal, didn't take it seriously.
"Please come to the sword pavilion for dinner." The sword boy's "sweet" call came from the corridor outside the door.
Ling Su heard the sound and stepped out of the door. When he thought something was wrong, he poked his head back and said to He Qizhou who was sitting on the kang: "Master Zhou, I don't have much dry food with me. Let's leave quickly. If we go late, we might be eaten by others." Empty."
"Let's go." He Qizhou nodded. Although he didn't want to go, he still couldn't miss any opportunity to meet Xiaoxue.
Jiange is a huge building with double eaves on the top of the mountain. The wide facade of five bays shows the admiration of Hanjian Villa by the emperors of all ages. He Qizhou followed everyone across the threshold of more than a foot high, and his eyes suddenly opened up, with a height of about ten feet. The lobby is not much lower than the Jinluan Palace.
A large round table was placed at the north end of the lobby, and more than ten Eight Immortals tables were lined up empty in the middle. When He Qizhou entered, it was almost 70 to 80% full.
He Qizhou discovered that the bottom of each pillar was covered with a copper sheet about three feet high. The copper sheet was full of mottled scratches. The exposed part above it was covered with criss-crossing fine scratches like fish scales. It must have been practiced. The sword is left behind by the sword energy.
There are a row of weapon racks on both sides of the main hall that run from north to south. There are many kinds of weapons on the racks, but the most numerous ones are swords, all kinds of swords.
"This is the place where the direct descendants of Hanjian Villa practice their swordsmanship. I heard that those who can come here to practice swordsmanship are all outstanding disciples." Bi Hanyang, who was sitting at the table with He Qizhou and others, introduced.
"Presumably Ling Yun's swordsmanship was taught here. It would be great if I could learn swordsmanship here, even for an hour." Ling Su began to fantasize again.
"Wow, there's wine today! There's also mutton!" Bi Hanyang exclaimed excitedly. Three or four dishes were already placed on each table, as well as two bottles of wine. Four or five villa sword boys were expressionlessly serving each of them. A table was opened to serve food, and what was in his hands was a plate of mutton.
"I heard that the imperial court sent someone to confer the title, and the old lady invited the imperial envoy to a dinner. We just benefited from it." After hearing this, a person at the next table said to Bi Hanyang.
"That's a good thing, but the people in the village don't seem very happy." Bi Hanyang said curiously.
"The old villa owner has only been away for more than a month, so naturally he is not happy. It is rumored that there is no amazing person among the descendants of Hanjian Villa. Yuwen Lingyun, who was famous in the early years, has been missing for more than ten years. Zhuangzi's reputation It's all supported by the old owner Yuwen. Maybe the villa deliberately chose this time to re-establish its prestige in the world of Great Zhou." The person at the next table whispered.
"Never mind him, let's wait until we've had enough to eat and drink. Where's the rightful owner? How come we haven't seen anyone coming from the villa yet?" Seeing that no one was using his chopsticks, Ling Su could only worry.
After looking at the steaming dishes, Ling Su, who kept looking back at the door, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shouted excitedly: "It's coming, it's coming!".
"Your Highness, please."
"Old madam, please come first."
The two people's humble voices came from the door. He Qizhou faced due north and did not look back. When he heard the word "Prince", his heart sank. Ye Cai's appearance was not accidental. It turned out that Helian Changji was also here!
"Prince? It's the prince! Luo Yu, look, the rumors are indeed true. His Royal Highness the prince is really handsome and talented!" Ling Su started to get excited again and looked at Luo Yu who was also looking sideways at the door. shouted in a low voice.
"Tch, what's there to see!" Luo Yu turned to look at He Qizhou with some disdain. Although Helian Changji was similar to his master, the faint evil spirit coming from his bones made Luo Yu disdainful.
Feel disgusted.
The hall was almost full, and there was a bit of commotion at this time. No one would have thought that the prince would appear here. Many people were even worried that the prince would also come to participate in the competition to recruit a bride. For a while, there was a whisper everywhere.
After being humble, the old lady in navy blue satin finally stepped in first. Helian Changji followed half a step behind and followed the old lady towards the round table.
Then five more people entered the hall one after another. Behind the old lady was a man and woman in their late teens. After the woman entered the door, she stepped forward, took the old man's arm and walked together. Behind Helian Changji was Shen Ting.
The two deputy heads of Gu Yushuitang - Ye Cai and Yelu Xingsheng.
When the seven people passed through the center of the lobby, almost everyone stood up and clasped their fists. They either said "see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince" or said "see the old lady". Some of them also greeted Shen Tinggu, Yelu Xingsheng and others. He Qizhou was so shocked that he had to stand.
He stood up and bowed his hands to the old lady.
"No need to be too polite" "No need to be too polite"... Helian Changji humbly bowed his hands in return to everyone as he walked, displaying the "tolerant and elegant" style of the prince of the celestial dynasty.
After the man behind the old lady arranged for the prince and the old lady to take their seats, he turned around and said to everyone in the hall: "Please take a seat. I'm sorry, everyone. His Royal Highness the prince came to the humble residence and chatted a few more words, thus missing everyone's dinner.
, I hope you can forgive me."
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way."
"Young Master is too polite."
"It is an honor for me to meet His Royal Highness the Prince and the old lady."
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There was another commotion in the hall.
"Then when can I use chopsticks?" Suddenly a loud voice stood out. Ling Su looked gratefully at the person who spoke his heart. Under the candlelight was a shining human head. It was Fang Ming who had just returned to secular life not long ago.
"Everyone, please." The person who accompanied the old lady in was none other than the young owner of the village, Yuwen Lingfeng, who was also the only remaining bloodline of Yuwen Chongxiao in the eyes of the world.
"I'm sorry, Gu Shang has two words to say. I wonder if you can wait a moment longer?" Helian Changji suddenly stood up and said.
"I'll go! What nonsense are you talking about?" Ling Su muttered, suddenly realizing that the prince did not seem that lovable.
"Old Master Yuwen is a role model in the hearts of all martial arts practitioners. I am here to honor Old Master Yuwen by His Majesty's order. I also ask all the heroes here to file more lawsuits when they return. Senior Brother Ye——" He
After speaking, Lian Changji gestured to Ye Cai.
I saw Ye Cai take out a bright yellow paper scroll from his arms, and after slowly unfolding it, there were four large Qiu Jin characters, which read "Sword Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty", and the small characters in the lower left corner read "Your Majesty Qingfeng".
Helian Changji pointed to the vertical axis and said with a smile: "My father admired the old owner of the village for his integrity and unparalleled swordsmanship. He wrote this scroll with tears in his hand and allowed the village to carve this axis on the stone wall of the mountain gate as a memorial forever. Brother Ye,
Give the father's handwritten letter to the old lady." This chapter has been completed!