Prosperous Tang Blood Blade

Qin Qiong laughed and said: "His Royal Highness, it's better to come early than coincidentally. Today is the day when Lao Cheng is very happy. Let's go to Lao Cheng's house, or the banquet will start soon!"

Li Shimin said in astonishment: "Old Cheng is married, he dares not to send a wedding invitation to the king, it's really unreasonable, if you don't drink Lao Cheng down today, I, Li Shimin, will write Li characters backwards!"

Qin Qiong led Li Shimin to Cheng Zhijie's mansion.

Li Shimin asked curiously: "I didn't hear that Lao Cheng is going to get married, why did I just go back to Chang'an, and the marriage has already been arranged?"

Qin Qiong couldn't help but smile and said: "His Royal Highness King Qin doesn't know something. It has been two years since the wife of Lao Cheng passed away. At the end of last year, Lao Cheng drank too much wine and raced horses with Lao Niu outside Taiyuan City. Who would have thought Old Cheng drank too much and ran into Qinghe Cui's carriage, which was Cui Xinzhi's eldest daughter Cui, who was hit on the forehead by a startled horse and claimed to be disfigured, and Lao Cheng was responsible!"

Li Shimin laughed loudly when he heard the words: "I didn't expect Lao Cheng to still be here today, but Mrs. Cui married Lao Cheng as his stepmother, so Yemen is the right family!"

Although Li Shimin smiled, he became vigilant.

He couldn't help sighing, after all, it was a family of thousands of years. He had just won a big victory here, and the Cui family of Qinghe married his daughter to Cheng Zhijie.Although Cheng Zhijie was born in a wealthy family and a family of officials, Cheng Xing, the great-grandfather of Cheng Zhijie, was the Sima of Yanzhou in the Northern Qi Dynasty.His grandfather, Cheng Zhe, was Sima of Jinzhou in the Northern Qi Dynasty.His father, Cheng Lou, was a grand minister of Jeju, and later presented envoys to the military forces of Yingzhou and the governor of Yingzhou. (One is Cheng Yu, the governor of Jizhou in the Sui Dynasty.)

However, no matter what.Cheng Zhijie can only be counted as being from a fourth-rank family.

Compared with the Qinghe Cui family, it is worse.

However, Cui Xinzhi's lineage is not considered to be the Qinghe Cui family's direct descendant. Of course, this also means that the Qinghe Cui family is burning cold stoves.

When Li Shimin came, he found that the first guests had already been seated, but Li Shimin didn't know most of these guests, so they had different identities.Qin Qiong was about to tell Cheng Zhijie that Li Shimin was coming.

Li Shimin held Qin Qiong back.

Seating has a very strong etiquette in the Chinese cultural tradition, and it is also very particular.The person who sits at the top is either rich or noble.No matter what meaning it is, this is someone Cheng Zhijie values ​​more. Now that he is already seated, let him give up his seat. This will only embarrass Cheng Zhijie.

Li Shimin smiled and said: "There are plenty of empty seats outside, why bother Lao Cheng, tell Lao Cheng, just do what you want, don't deliberately control me, we are all brothers who have died, don't talk about these vain things !"

Qin Qiong smiled wryly, and had no choice but to let Li Shimin sit in the hall outside.

Qin Qiong, Li Shimin, and Lei Yonglei sat at a table near the inner hall.

There are four or five people sitting on this table, and Li Shimin also doesn't know each other, but seeing that each of them has a cross-legged head embroidered with Xiezhi on their heads, he immediately understands that these people are all Yushitai. the censor.

In Cheng Zhijie's circle of friends, it's not surprising that he knows military generals, and it's not surprising that he knows the three religions and nine streams, but Li Shimin feels a little strange if he thinks of Qingliu among Qingliu, the censor Yanguan.

Li Shimin said to Qin Qiong: "These people, what are their backgrounds?"

Qin Qiong whispered: "Cui Xinzhi's second son-in-law, what is his name Li Shi?"

At this moment, Li Shimin suddenly felt that Lei Yongji was gently touching Li Shimin's arm.

Li Shimin turned his head and followed Lei Yongji's eyes, only to see four people dressed as porters sitting on the other side of the hall, eating in a windy mood, each with a pole erected beside them.

Li Shimin frowned, and asked in a low voice, "From the Jianghu?"

Qin Qiong shook her head lightly and said softly: "It has an official flavor, as if it came from the army!"

Li Shimin's expression froze, he looked at the confused Lei Yongji, and asked again: "Do you know him?"

Qin Qiong shook her head: "I basically know everyone that Lao Cheng knows, and if I don't know, Lao Cheng probably won't know either!"

As Qin Qiong said, he glanced at the seats of several censors on the opposite side and said, "I'm afraid they are not here for them, the Li family of Zhaojun!"

Li Shimin winked at Lei Yongji, and Lei Yongji got up and walked outside.

Qin Qiong felt something was wrong, and asked suspiciously: "His Royal Highness King Qin!"

Li Shimin waved his hands and said: "Anyway, today is Lao Cheng's big day, and no one should try to mess things up in front of this king!"

At this moment, Cheng Zhijie suddenly brought two followers, each holding a wine jar.

Cheng Zhijie laughed loudly and said, "Brothers, eat and drink well today, whoever dares to go out with a belly will look down on me, old Cheng..."

At this moment, four people who looked like porters got up together and touched their own poles respectively.

Li Shimin's eyes froze, and he winked at Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong understood, one left and one right guarded Cheng Zhijie's side.

Cheng Zhijie recognized Li Shimin and shouted, "Qin!"

Li Shimin suddenly punched Cheng Zhijie, Cheng Zhijie didn't prepare for Li Shimin's attack, he staggered and took a step back.

At this moment, a pole was thrown towards Cheng Zhijie with a loud noise.

Before the pole was hit hard, Qin Qiong stepped forward, stretched out his left arm, and swung upward.

Qin Qiong wore armguards on his arms, not to mention hitting him with a shoulder pole, even if he slashed with a knife, it wouldn't hurt Qin Qiong at all.

"Dang..."

A piercing golden sound sounded, and sparks shot out.

The bamboo on the pole split apart, revealing an iron spear about eight feet long.

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When the bright iron spear came out, everyone in the room was stunned.Thanks to this being Cheng Zhijie's wedding banquet, the guests were either heroes from the forest or senior generals in the army. The first moment they saw the weapon, they neither screamed nor ran around, but yelled in unison: "Well done!" !"

As soon as the word "good" was pronounced, the wine jar in Cheng Zhijie's hand fell on the head of the spear-wielding assassin. Qin Qiong and an assassin exchanged fists and knives, and the fight was inseparable.

Of course, it's not that Qin Qiong's martial arts is not high, but that he wants to keep his life alive and avoids vital points everywhere.

However, Cheng Zhijie didn't have such scruples, he flashed his big foot and kicked the unlucky guy who was knocked to the ground by him on the head.

"Crack..." The sound of a broken bone was clearly audible. The moment this unlucky assassin showed his iron spear, he was smashed to pieces by Cheng Zhijie with a jar. Tilted to one side, forming a weird arc.

Li Shimin slashed at the other assassin with a knife, but the two assassins twisted their wrists, and with a crackling sound, the shoulder pole burst, revealing the iron spear inside, and the two joined forces to attack Li Shimin in a storm.

Although there were a large number of guests at the banquet, they did not hold weapons, and only Li Shimin, who was proud of his status, was qualified to enter with a sword.

Whether these generals or green forest heroes.Holding plates, saucers, bowls, chopsticks and other things that can be picked up in the hands, they smashed the two assassins fiercely.

However, at this moment, Cheng Zhijie suddenly shouted: "His Royal Highness King Qin, get out of the way!"

Cheng Zhijie raised a solid wooden table and threw it at one of the assassins.

This is not a prop for acting, but a table case made of huanghuali wood. Although the table case is not big, it weighs sixty to seventy catties. Also disabled.

"Boom..."

The heavy table still accidentally hit an assassin.The assassin's head instantly looked like a smashed watermelon, gray-white brains and bright red blood shot out. Seeing that he fell to the ground, he twitched twice and stopped moving.

Seeing the defeat, the remaining two assassins attacked repeatedly, preparing to break through.