Xing Zhiying urged her horse to gallop all the way, but she had already returned to her house in a short time. This Pingliang Swordsmithing Hall is regarded as the leading forging master in Xiwulin, and its sect has many rare weapons and weapons that are hard to find. The owner of the hall, Xing Zhiying,
Zhenliang is also a philanthropist and is a well-known tycoon in the martial arts world.
Today is the 60th birthday of Xing Zhenliang, but the door of the sword-fighting hall is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, full of joy, and there is an endless stream of guests who come to congratulate him.
The old housekeeper in the house greeted him diligently and directed the moving of gifts. He seemed extremely busy, but the work was still done in an orderly manner.
When Xing Zhiying saw this, she couldn't help but feel apologetic. She immediately rode her horse forward, came to the old butler's side, dismounted and saluted, "Uncle Feng, please rest for a while, let me help you greet the guests."
The old housekeeper took a quick look and said with relief: "Miss, you are back. The master is waiting for you to give orders. I am an old man who can greet the guests. You can go to the backyard to see the master. Don't delay the business."
Xing Zhiying stuck out the tip of her tongue and responded with a blush. At this moment, the old housekeeper's eyes lit up and he greeted him with a smile on his face: "Friends from the Kongtong Sect are also here. Our place is really flourishing today. Dear friends,
this way please."
Xing Zhiying turned her eyes and saw that it was a group of eight people from the Kongtong sect who were coming together. First, a middle-aged man held his fists in front of him and said: "Feng Boy's words are serious. You and our sect are relatives and neighbors. Today, Xing Laoliu
On his tenth birthday, we juniors should pay our respects and congratulate him."
The old housekeeper smiled even more when he heard this, and exchanged greetings with the other leading woman. Pang Zijian took the opportunity to step forward and said to Xing Zhiying: "Did Sister Xing just come back? Is there anything else?"
Are things going to be busy?"
Xing Zhiying nodded and said: "I've met Brother Pangda. Grandpa is still waiting for my instructions. Now I can only stay with you less."
Pang Zijian felt a little disappointed and said helplessly: "Okay, sister Xing, don't forget to come see me later. I have something I want to explain to you first."
Xing Zhiying was slightly surprised and said: "What's the matter? Brother Pangda, can't you do it now? I might not be free when I get busy later."
Pang Zijian's face felt hot, and he said in a calm voice: "Then...it's better not to say anything."
Xing Zhiying was secretly amused and lowered her voice: "Brother Pang Da, please tell me honestly. Did you suffer a secret loss during the competition with Sister Yu in the inn yesterday?"
Pang Zijian was even more embarrassed and found it difficult to speak. Fortunately, he only heard the old housekeeper's loud voice shouting:
"Pingliang Kongtong sect Tong Shangzhi and Tong Wuxia, Yu Miaohe Yu Nvxia and six of their disciples came to congratulate! The congratulatory gifts are a pair of jade lions in the Spring and Autumn Period, a pair of dragons and phoenixes in auspicious jade, a pair of jade mandarin ducks, a piece of flaming jade from the burning sun, sea of fire, and palms.
A letter of congratulations from my disciple Mr. Sima!"
Xing Zhiying heard it clearly and couldn't help but said with joy: "Fire Sun, Fire Sea, Fire Jade! This is an extremely difficult material to find, hehe... Senior Tong, Senior Yu, you are really capable. Grandpa will be extremely happy if he knows about it.
"
The middle-aged man was Tong Shangzhi. Hearing this, he stroked his beard and smiled and said: "My niece is so complimentary. This thing was only obtained from the soaring flames by Junior Sister Yu's superb lightness skills. Tong's lightness skills are low, so he dare not
Be bold and plunder beauty."
The other woman was Yu Miaohe. She smiled brightly and said, "Senior brother will give me a high hat, and I can't bear it. It's just my niece. I don't think the fire sea is what you should be most concerned about in this gift."
Earth Flame Jade, but something else, right?"
Xing Zhiying was startled when she heard this, and said rather calmly: "Senior Yu, my niece can't understand what I said. After all, my family is a family of foundry. Is there anything more suitable than the flame jade from the sea of fire?"
Yu Miaohe was waiting for explanation, but Tong Shangzhi smiled and said: "Okay, junior sister, it's not too late to talk about these things later. Let's go in first and wait, so as not to delay Uncle Feng from greeting other guests."
Yu Miaohe pursed her lips and smiled, took Xing Zhiying's arm and said, "What a lovely person like a flower. I am so envious of you, an old lady like me. My niece, please come in with us."
Xing Zhiying couldn't refuse, and could only say shyly: "Senior Yu, that's a big award, not to mention how old you are. If my niece wasn't in the way of seniority, I really want to call you sister."
Yu Miaohe smiled and said nothing after hearing this, but Yao Lin behind him couldn't help but mumbled: "Humph...it's so disgusting to pick up on someone's wisdom..."
Although the voice was not high, Lin Qianmeng who was nearby could still hear it clearly. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud, until her pink face turned red.
Not long after the group walked into the door, Yu Bingru and Mu Yun also came. The old housekeeper noticed it with a glance, but couldn't help but murmur to himself.
Kongtong sent a total of eight people to congratulate him, including many high-ranking masters, and the gifts they brought were also very appropriate, which shows that they attach great importance to him.
On the other hand, the Kunlun sect is known as the leader of Xiwu Lin, but they only teach two young disciples to handle errands. It seems that they don't take Pingliang Sword Mastery Hall seriously at all. Hmm... what a big arrogance.
Although the old housekeeper was dissatisfied, he was still mature in his old age after all. His face did not show any signs of it, and he still greeted him with a smile: "So it's you, Miss Yu. May I ask who this person is?"
Yu Bingru pulled up his turban and said politely: "Junior, I have met Uncle Feng. This is my junior brother Qi Xuegu, whose art was passed down from Uncle Ruiyang of Shangde Hall."
The old housekeeper said oh, and said politely: "It turns out that we are Taoist Master Ruiyang's disciples. It's a great pleasure to meet you, so you two of your sect are here to congratulate me?"
Yu Bingru nodded slightly and said: "That's right, our sect has a birthday gift of 100 kilograms of Kunlun Black Iron Essence, and a congratulatory letter personally written by the leader."
As soon as these words came out, the old housekeeper couldn't help but widen his eyes, and for a moment he said in shock: "Kunlun Black Iron Essence...a hundred catties? Ahem...Miss Yu, are you...not a joke?"
Yu Bingru said respectfully: "How dare I tease Uncle Feng? This Kunlun Black Iron Essence is a hundred times heavier than ordinary iron. I already have it with me at this moment. After the birthday banquet, I will personally hand it over to Mr. Xing for safekeeping."
The old butler nodded repeatedly, his eyes fell on the sword pouch behind Yu Bingru's back, he took a deep breath and said: "That's right...that's right, the old slave was confused for a moment, ahem...this generous gift really shows the kindness, the old slave is here
First of all, on behalf of my family, I would like to thank the head of the garden."
After he said that, he bowed deeply and solemnly. Yu Bingru didn't dare to be negligent and quickly bowed in return.
The old housekeeper calmed down and was about to yell at the top of his lungs. Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard a voice like thunder: "Wait a minute! You have to test whether it is the true Kunlun Black Iron Essence, otherwise how will you know?"
This iron-faced woman is not bluffing, but actually just wants to use the excuse to start a fight?"
This voice really suppressed the old butler's previous limelight. The guests around him couldn't help but pay attention to the person who spoke. Among them, Mu Yun was even more unhappy. He wanted to see where this nonsense person came from.
A ghost and a snake spirit that came out of nowhere?