I have a role in the heavens

Yang Xuyan felt the opponent's powerful counterattack, like a small boat sailing on the ocean in a violent storm, with the danger of capsizing at any time.

The mental power in Yang Xuyan's body was shocked. Yang Xuyan was as flexible as a swimming fish, moving forward and backward freely in the strong wind. He passed through layers of obstacles, and the rapier bypassed the chest under impossible circumstances and pierced. Three inches below Fu Qian's armpit.

"laugh!"

Fu Qian's body-protecting Qi had no effect at all. The tip of the sword was inserted under his ribs, and an extremely damaging zhenqi penetrated into Fu Qian's body, destroying his internal organs wantonly.

Fu Qian stopped moving in his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face. He looked down at the sword inserted into his body, smiled bitterly, and said.

"It was me who overestimated my capabilities and caused the disaster of death. I died unjustly!"

After Fu Qian finished speaking, his burly body fell to the ground, stirring up dust on the ground.

Yang Xuyan pulled out the sword, and a trace of doubt flashed in his cold and indifferent eyes. He was a little confused about what Fu Qian's last words meant.

At this time, other guests began to take their seats, and only a few groups such as Li Shimin and Wang Shichong were still chatting and laughing.

There was a lively atmosphere. The band paused playing, the sound of firecrackers, the sounds of drinking and joking, and the shouts of young men and women playing, constantly came from the front two halls and the back garden. The atmosphere was much more cheerful than the inner hall.

At this time, Rong Fengxiang stood up, looked around at everyone, and raised his glass happily to express his thanks.

"Today is the day when Mr. Rong is consecrated at his fiftieth humble end. It is rare for all of you to be here, including friends who have come from thousands of miles away. Mr. Rong is so honored and favored. I would like to lend you a glass of water and wine to express my gratitude to you all. Mind."

Everyone stood up and responded, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively. There were constant compliments and fights. After a while, everyone sat back down.

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Rong Fengxiang smiled mysteriously and said.

"Before the dishes are served, I would like to give you a little surprise for all the distinguished guests, please Shang Xiufang."

Everyone cheered in uproar, the band played vigorously, and the hall was filled with an atmosphere of joy. Hou Xibai's eyes were even more strange, and he was waiting attentively for the prostitute to perform. As soon as Shang Xiufang appeared on the scene, beauties such as Dong Shuni and Rong Jiaojiao lost some of their color.

When it comes to beauty and appearance, all the women have their own characteristics, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. However, Shang Xiufang's unique charm and demeanor outshines all the other women.

Since she started speaking, almost everyone in the hall listened with rapt attention.

Hou Xibai took the opportunity to observe the reactions of the chairmen of the four tables. The one who looked most engaged was Kou Zhong, who almost started dancing to the song.

Although Li Shimin, Li Jing and others listened attentively, they still looked calm and calm. Others were different in appearance and spirit, but they were all moved by Shang Xiufang's heavenly music and graceful dancing.

Tu Li's eyes were filled with strange light, as if he could not wait to open his mouth and swallow this lively and beautiful beauty in one gulp.

Shang Xiufang's captivating eyes, coupled with the movements of her body and expression, kept sweeping towards the seats, making the younger generation with less control fall into trance.

As soon as the song ended, the applause was like thunder and the sound was deafening. When the lingering sound was still lingering in his ears, Rong Fengxiang left his seat to greet Shang Xiufang in person and sent Shang Xiufang to the empty seat next to Kou Zhong. As all the men stood up to welcome him, Rong Fengxiang gave Kou Zhong an ambiguous wink. smiled.

"Brother Kou takes care of everyone Shang on my behalf."

After saying this, everyone at the table knew that Shang Xiufang sitting next to Kou Zhong was not a random arrangement.

After the introduction, Shang Xiufang sat down and Rong Fengxiang left. Before Zheng Shiru, a son of the aristocratic family, could sit still, he regarded Kou Zhongru as if he was nothing and kept praising Shang Xiufang for her erotic skills.

Hou Xibai was also sitting on the table at this time, with a calm expression and a smile on his lips, immersed in tasting the food on the table. Rong Fengxiang is worthy of being the richest man in Luoyang. The chefs in the mansion are all carefully selected and have superb cooking skills. Hou Xibai also nodded frequently while eating.

Shang Xiufang looked at Hou Xibai, who had been immersed in tasting the food. A trace of curiosity flashed in her smart autumn eyes, and she opened her lips lightly and asked.

"Mr. Hou, you haven't eaten today, why are you so hungry?"

Hou Xibai nodded, very calmly. Although Shang Xiufang was a beautiful woman from Tianxiang, he didn't have any interest and just said lightly.

"Mr. Hou has never seen the world. It's rare to meet such a generous Boss Rong. The delicacies and delicacies are all things I have never tasted before. Naturally, I have to taste them first!"

Hou Xibai was calm and composed and didn't care about talking about his past. He really hadn't eaten much good food in his life. He had no choice but to come from a poor family and meet an unreliable psychotic master. In order to fill his stomach, he He could only worship at Dashi Temple and eat vegetarian food for more than ten years, which almost made him die.

Dishes were being served continuously at this time, and there was an endless stream of people coming in to toast from the front and middle halls, pushing the atmosphere of the banquet to a peak.

Rong Fengxiang had a very good drinking capacity and would not refuse anyone who came. After drinking some, he couldn't drink anymore, so he had to ask everyone at the table to help him drink. The one who drank the most was of course Wang Shichong beside him. . Rong Fengxiang didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he seemed to want to get Wang Shichong drunk. However, Wang Shichong has profound skills and is a veteran, so he should have his own sense of proportion.

On Hou Xibai's side, Zheng Shiru still showed his talents to Shang Xiufang through Kou Zhong. However, he was indeed knowledgeable and talented, ranging from speaking and singing literature such as Bianwen, scriptures, lyrics, poems, books, Fu, etc. to music, dance, and various operas. , wine-making and martial arts, as well as the creation of music and lyrics, the rise of legends, and the development of narrative poetry, they are all described in a vivid and insightful way.

What’s even more surprising is that Shang Xiufang was not inferior to her opponent in answering questions, showing that she was no less knowledgeable than the “Henan madman” Zheng Shiru in all aspects. She also intentionally or unintentionally brought the question out to the guests at the table. Participating in the discussion made the atmosphere more lively.

Only two people reacted differently than the others. Hou Xibai was immersed in the food and paid no attention to it, and there was Kou Zhong, who was uneducated and knew nothing about these elegant affairs.

Next to Shang Xiufang, a young master named Ling Wei was discussing the "Qiluo figure painting" that had become popular in the world. This son is the son of Lingmou, the chief of Mihangshe in the north. His father and Rong Fengxiang were at the same table, which shows his status.

Industrial associations are the product of commercial development. Industry professionals often form voluntary non-governmental organizations such as societies, Yiyi, and Yishes to increase their momentum and influence. At the same time, a unified price is determined to avoid vicious competition. Large communes such as rice, silk, silk, and salt were more tightly organized, and there were certain qualifications and procedures for joining the commune. Once you joined the commune, you were often not allowed to leave the commune easily, and there were even provisions for succession after the death of the father.

To be able to become the president of the city, in addition to being outstanding in the field, one must also be able to do both black and white, and be popular enough. Without the support of these communities, it would be difficult for any political power to stand firm. For example, Rong Fengxiang was the president of the northern gambling industry. Even Wang Shichong had to respect him.

"In previous generations, most of the paintings of ladies were of virtuous or filial daughters, with the meaning of admonishment. Today's paintings of ladies are eclectic, including spring outings, practicing, taking photos, leaning against each other, playing chess, and even taking a bath. My younger brother once admired the name of the beauties from Xisichuan, and went to search for them personally. I was delighted to find three paintings, all of which were exquisite in painting. The silk drawing method used was fine, powerful, gentle and touching, making the beauties in the paintings ready to be seen. I hope everyone will have it tomorrow. Kong, if you can come to my humble abode to appreciate it, I will walk backwards to welcome you."

This is another person who is courteous to Shang Xiufang. Beauty is no joke. Her stunning beauty has a fatal allure for men and can easily lead to fights.

Seeing that Kou Zhongrong didn't come in, Shang Xiufang took the initiative to pass the message and asked with a smile.

"Master Kou, what do you think of Qiluo's figure paintings?"

Kou Zhong didn't know this, but he didn't panic on his face. He glanced at Hou Xibai who was working hard at the side. The image of Hou Xibai painting that day appeared in his mind. He was a little more calm and talkative.

"I am a layman in calligraphy and painting, so what great opinions can I have? Only Mr. Hou is an expert in the room. I only know that for good paintings, the strokes must be as precise as using a knife, no more than one point, no more than half. The brushstrokes are as detailed as the images, and the details are detailed. This simple observation makes me laugh!"

Shang Xiufang was really frightened by Kou Zhong's words, her autumn eyes were vivid and her water was full of water, and she said movingly.

"When Mr. Kou said these words, he revealed a deep feeling and a unique insight. How could he be an outsider?"

Hou Xibai chuckled softly when he heard this, and looked at Kou Zhong, who was a little embarrassed, with a bit of joking. This boy is an ignorant master. He is good at killing people with a knife, and he is good at writing with a pen. Painting, I'm afraid it's a little too difficult for him.

Kou Zhong did not dare to show off his opinions anymore. He was still self-aware. The little ink in his stomach could not be filled into a wine glass. He began to hide his clumsiness and did not dare to show off his shame in the limelight.

At this moment, a sudden burst of noise came. A guard wearing a brocade robe ran into the inner hall in a panic and whispered something in Rong Fengxiang's ear. Rong Fengxiang stood up suddenly in shock. He stood there, with a horrified look in his eyes, a look of shock on his face, and he lost his voice.

"What did you say?"

"Prince Fuqian was assassinated!"

Suddenly, the entire inner hall fell into shock and fell into silence, stunned by this huge news.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Hou Xibai's eyes. Yang Xuyan was indeed professional. He said he would kill Fu Qian today, and he would kill him today without any delay. In the future, he would consider letting him owe him another favor.

Hou Xibai really had an impulse in his heart. He wanted to use the vest again and pretend to be Yang Xuyan to assassinate an important figure. When Yang Xuyan was hunted for revenge, he would lend a helping hand and let him owe him a favor.

"Let's forget it. My cheap master probably won't agree to it. If my background is exposed, I'm afraid Hou Xibai's identity will be abandoned!"

A good birthday banquet broke up unhappy due to the death of Prince Tuyuhun Fuqian, which made Hou Xibai who was eating the banquet a little unhappy. Many expensive dishes were not served before it ended. If I had known better, I would have given Yang Xuyan a birthday banquet. After that, assassinate Fu Qian.

Hou Xibai sighed. After all, such a good thing as eating a banquet does not happen every day. Even if it does, he may not be able to participate. For example, when Fu Qian died, his feast, Hou Xibai, could not be eaten and had to be held on the grassland, which made Hou Xibai feel a little regretful.

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen. Wang Shichong was also assassinated on his way back. The people who took action this time were much more fierce, including not only Dugu Clan leader Dugu Feng, Nanhai Xianweng master Chao Gongcuo, but also Wagang Mountain leader Li Mi.

It turned out that Wang Shichong, Kou Zhong and others used a civet cat to exchange for the prince. Xu Ziling pretended to be Wang Shichong and was mistakenly injured by Chao Gong. He wanted to use the trick and claimed that Wang Shichong was seriously injured to hide it from the enemy.

But unexpectedly, Li Mi was more skilled and hid in the dark, pretending to be Wang Shichong's injured guard. He got angry and gave Wang Shichong a slap in the face. This time he was really seriously injured.

Kou Zhong is also a natural-born general. He can use what he thinks is true and what is true. He was ordered to act in a critical situation and decisively led Wang Shichong's troops to attack the palace, which made Dugu Feng, who controlled the imperial guards, unable to move. He also deliberately showed weakness to the enemy and made people feel uncomfortable. Thinking that Wang Shichong was seriously injured and about to die, he stopped attacking the palace, which led Li Mi to lead his army to attack Luoyang City.

At this time, Li Mi knew that he had the upper hand, but he still resorted to danger and used a secret plan to defeat Chen Cang. Kou Zhong saw through it, and was attacked from both sides by Wang Shichong's army, resulting in a disastrous defeat.

Li Mi has a tall and majestic figure and an ancient face. His long hair is draped on both sides of his broad shoulders, setting off his gleaming armor and stomach. His long hair flutters when he wields the heavy steel spear in his hand, and his eyes are like cold lightning. He is indeed an incomparable hero. He was brave, but there were many wounds on his body, blood flowed across his body, and his face looked tired.

"Li Mi, come and accept your fate!"

Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong flew over and attacked Li Mi crazily. There was overwhelming hatred between the three of them. Many old friends of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling died in the hands of Li Mi. Now it was finally time to take revenge.

Although Li Mi was defeated, his cultivation was still strong and he was worthy of being a world-famous master. Even if Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling jointly attacked him, they still could not kill him. He broke through and escaped.

Since the war between Wang Shichong's army and Wagang's army began, this was the first time they had won. In this battle, Li Mi was defeated and fled to Luokou. Only about 10,000 of the 40,000 cavalry remained, and the casualties were extremely heavy.

Kou Zhong became famous in the first battle, and his prestige spread far and wide. Since then, Wagang Village has begun to decline, and it no longer has the momentum to swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger. In addition, before, Li Mien took revenge, betrayed Zhai Rang, and won the throne of the leader of Wagang Village. , and even killed the Zhai Mansion, eradicating the roots, causing General Wagang to become disloyal and distraught, and could no longer achieve anything.

However, Wang Shichong is not a man who can achieve great things. Once he gains power, he can't wait to enshrine his relatives. How can he convince the generals who have fought for him through life and death? Nepotism was actually the fatal reason for Wang Shichong's future defeat.

Hou Xibai just watched these changes and did not participate. He had more important things to be busy with at this time. Since he had decided to support the Song clan and establish a dynasty of Han descent, he naturally had to take action.

Hou Xibai went to Chang'an City alone. Hou Xibai walked on Yong'an Street, walked north along the west bank of Yong'an Canal, passed the Yuanma Bridge, and came to a temple.

The temple, whose door plaque is engraved with "Wulu Temple", is not large in scale, but exquisite and unique. The main hall, sutra collection hall, and lecture hall are arranged in sequence. On the east and west sides are the Bodhi Hall, wing rooms, and a cross-courtyard. The courtyard is filled with sparse flowers and trees, making it quiet and elegant.

Wulu Temple was built in the eighth year of Emperor Kaihuang's reign. Although it is not big, it is very popular. At this time, the middle gate is wide open, and people who come to make wishes and pray are constantly coming and going. Looking in, there are crowds of people, huge crowds of people, filled with fireworks, and loud voices. .

Hou Xibai also changed his attire at this time, wearing a yellow monk's robe and a scarlet cassock. With a solemn appearance, bright eyes and firm steps, he stepped into the Mahavira Hall.

The sound of Sanskrit chants came from inside the hall, and it should be that a ritual was being carried out. A group of monks, facing the Buddhist altar, are beating chimes and chanting Buddha's name. The person who presided over the rituals was the abbot of this temple, a virtuous holy monk. Facing the monks, he clasped his hands together and took the lead in chanting sutras with his eyes and nose looking at his heart. He looked like an eminent monk.

As soon as Hou Xibai stepped into this hall, the host of Wulu Temple suddenly opened his eyes, sharp and cold, crazy and extreme. After seeing Hou Xibai, he became excited, stood up, slowly walked to Hou Xibai, stood in front of him, clasped his hands, and spoke loudly chant.

"Amitabha, I wonder where my fellow Buddhas came from and why they are here?"

Hou Xibai looked at his cheap master and tried to cover up his appearance. He had vertical and horizontal wrinkles, a silvery beard, and a stooped figure. Unless he was a very familiar person, he would not be able to recognize him.

Shi Zhixuan and Hou Xibai are also an interesting pair of masters and disciples of the Demon Sect. They are both wearing cassocks and have bald heads. They both look like eminent Buddhist monks. If someone who doesn't know the truth sees them, they will definitely think that the Demon Sect has invested in Buddhism. Otherwise, the two of them would have become Buddhist monks.

"The little monk Fahai has met the great virtuous saint monk!"

The pair of masters and disciples, Hou Xibai and Shi Zhixuan, each loved acting more than the other. It was as if they didn't know each other. After chatting in the main hall for a long time, they entered the Zen room in the back hall together.

In the Zen room, the atmosphere was oppressive, the doors and windows were closed, Shi Zhixuan and Hou Xibai sat cross-legged on the futon, facing each other, silent.

After a long time, Shi Zhixuan revealed his true face. His eyes were full of indifference, looking down on all living beings, and he was invincible. There was a bit of solemnity in his expression. He looked at Hou Xibai opposite, who was carefree and not nervous at all, and a deep voice sounded.

"My good disciple, what are you doing here?"

"As promised, I have never been to Dashi Temple again!"

Shi Zhixuan was full of resentment. Ever since the last fight at Dashi Temple, Shi Zhixuan and Hou Xibai had reached a tacit understanding and would not offend each other.

Even last time, when Hou Xibai pretended to be Yang Xuyan and assassinated Xie Wenlong, leading the Heavenly Sword Song Que to come out, he never exposed Hou Xibai, which was considered as enough face. Today, Hou Xibai actually went one step further and directly found Wulu Temple and exposed Shi Zhixuan's secrets. Waistcoat.

What is Hou Xibai doing? What kind of behavior is this? Naked provocation is too much.

Shi Zhixuan, the dignified evil king of the Demon Sect, is it easy to cultivate an identity that he often uses as a vest? It takes more than ten years.

No wonder Shi Zhixuan was angry. For so many years, Shi Zhixuan only had three identities: Evil King Shi Zhixuan, Pei Ju and Dade Saint Monk. But now, Hou Xibai had picked him apart, and he was considered useless.