dude is so righteous

"My lord, it's very unsafe recently. The subordinates should follow along. If something happens, the subordinates can take action in time."

Zhao Donghan said.

He still remembered Steward Chen's serious words, so he couldn't be careless.

Luo Hong was naturally unwilling, and tried to dissuade him.

"Where is the young master going today? Give Lao Zhao a letter of approval..."

In the end, Zhao Donghan didn't insist, but said in a muffled voice.

Luo Hong thought for a while, and reported the address marked on the invitation: "Qinghualou."

Zhao Donghan heard the words, the scar on his face danced, and gave Luo Hong a meaningful look.

"Your subordinates understand, young master, although you are young, you must exercise restraint."

Zhao Donghan said.

After saying that, he turned and left.

It turned out that the young master was going to Qinghualou, no wonder he was not allowed to follow.

Qinghualou, the largest romantic place in Anping County, the famous place of Goulan.

The son is going to have fun, what is he doing with him? !

Luo Hong didn't expect Zhao Donghan to turn around so simply.

Instead, he continued to waste his time talking.

After leaving Luo Mansion, Zhao Donghan had thoughtfully prepared a carriage for him, got into the carriage, and the coachman drove Luo Hong to Qinghualou.

After a while, the carriage passed through several crooked alleys, and stopped in front of the famous Blue and White Building in Anping County.

Normally, the popularity of Qinghualou is at night. At that time, all kinds of rich and noble people will come to Qinghualou to listen to ditties, eat seafood and so on.

However, today's Qinghualou is also very lively during the day.

A group of scholars in Confucian shirts, literati and poets gathered in front of the door, chatting and laughing with each other.

Qinghua Building is a three-storey octagonal pavilion building, even the deep alleys can't conceal her elegance, in Anping County, it is unique and quite large.

However, today's Qinghualou was reserved by Hu Zhishui, a great philanthropist from Anping County, to hold a cultural meeting.

The Hu family in Anping County is a family of powerful merchants that has risen in recent years. Hu Zhishui is a well-known benevolent person. I admire scholars and often hold literary meetings and the like.

Therefore, Mr. Hu has a good relationship with many scholars, and is also admired by them.

When Luofu's carriage appeared in front of the Blue and White Building, the eyes of many Confucian scholars and scholars were all focused.

They recognized Luo's carriage.

"Is this Luofu's carriage?"

"Luo Mansion, Anping County? Is it the Luo Mansion where Young Master Luohong is? Could it be that Young Master Luo Hong is in the carriage?"

"Master Hu also invited Mr. Luohong? No, isn't Mr. Luohong never participating in this kind of literary meeting?"

A number of literati and Confucian scholars looked at the carriage with surprise.

The carriage stopped, Luo Hong lifted the curtain, and the white shirts on the table were like snow.

Luo Hong, who was dressed somewhat elegantly, stepped out of the carriage and looked at Qinghualou with a somewhat complicated expression.

The Blue and White Tower turned out to be the place of Goulan, no wonder Zhao Donghan's eyes were so weird.

The literati around were a little excited, and gathered towards Luo Hong, intending to say hello to Luo Hong. After all, Mr. Luohong's reputation for being elegant and easy-going is not weak for Mr. Hu in Anping County.

However, when many literati and poets gathered around.

There was a sound of pushing and shoving from the crowd, and a figure, roaring, rushed towards Luo Hong frantically.

"Luo Hong! You are a thief! You shameless scoundrel, stole my invitation to the Wenhui! You will die!"

Jia Sidao's eyes were red, his beard was unshaven, and he looked at Luo Hong with hatred.

His uncle Wang was dismissed by Luo Hongkeng, which made him lose his trust in the Yamen, and he was also arrested and sent to the prison, where he endured several days of imprisonment.

The most important thing is that when he returned home, he found that Luo Hong had stolen the invitation card for the Wenhui that he had spent ten taels of silver to buy through the servants of the Hu family!

Coupled with the blow from the prison disaster, he lost his mind all of a sudden.

He knew that since Luo Hong had taken his invitation card, it was very likely that he would come to the essay meeting today, so he squatted here early on purpose.

If Luo Hong appeared, he would expose Luo Hong's stealing posts.

Don't you, Mr. Luohong, cherish your own reputation the most?

Then Jia Sidao will ruin your Luo Hong's reputation!

Chapter 33 The Tenth Human Skin【For collection, recommendation ticket】

Jia Sidao's roar exploded in the alley.

Let the noise in the alley be quiet all at once, and you can hear a needle drop.

Literati and poets are the group of people who are most sensitive to gossip...

In an instant, the quiet alley suddenly exploded like a hurricane.

"What? What did this person say? Mr. Luohong stole his invitation?"

"That's right. It seems that Mr. Hu's Wenhui has never invited Mr. Luohong. Could it be that the invitation was really stolen?"

"Stealing invitations and coming uninvited is a disgrace to the gentlemen! What are you doing, Mr. Luohong?!"

The noisy voices suddenly exploded, the mouths of literati are not stingy with killing knives.

While flying, Jia Sidao heard the people around him questioning Luo Hong, and felt as refreshed as if he had eaten iced watermelon in June.

Maintaining a ferocious face, Jia Sidao flew towards Luo Hong crazily, planning to fight with Luo Hong and make Luo Hong lose face in front of many literati and scholars!

Luo Hong obviously didn't expect Jia Sidao to squat against him here.

However, he has experienced the evil case of Heiyun Village.

His mental quality is not comparable to the past.

Seeing this, he just raised his eyebrows.

Does Jia Sidao want to make him famous?

"What reputation do you think this son cares about?"

Luo Hong pouted.

Nor did it expend the yin and evil energy to arouse the evil shadow of Dishan.

The sword energy surging from Luo Hong's meridians surged out and gathered in the palm of his hand.

After the sword energy was aroused, the righteous yang energy on Luo Hong's body was like a rainbow, shining brightly, like a small blazing sun.

The white brocade robe on his body moves automatically when there is no wind, and when there is sword energy, the wind blows away sand and rocks.

Luo Hong kicked out, and immediately kicked Jia Sidao's abdomen.

The huge force caused Jia Sidao to fall to the ground and slide several meters.

Jia Sidao was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he didn't expect Luo Hong to act without any scruples about fame.

Luo Hong threw his hand, and the sword energy gathered in his palm immediately fell.

boom!

The sword energy exploded in front of Jia Sidao's head, and a small pit was blown out of the bluestone in the alley, and the broken stones flew, cutting Jia Sidao's face lying on the ground, bleeding profusely.

silence!

Deathly silence.

The literati and poets around who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and were even ready to echo Luo Hong's reputation and keep shouting, immediately shut their mouths.

What's more, the two trembled.

It was only then that they remembered that Luo Hong was a ruthless person who leveled Heiyun village with one sword and killed the evil spirits!

Even though he looks like a good person, Mr. Luo Hong's sword... is really a sword stained with blood!

Everyone shut up.

Jia Sidao's face turned pale with fright, if this sword energy fell on him, he might be torn apart, and he might die immediately.

"My son took your invitation, so what?"

Luo Hong glanced at Jia Sidao. Luo Hong remembered the guy who ruined his villain's plan very clearly, so he didn't show any good temper.

The only fly in the ointment is that Jia Sidao was not listed as the target, otherwise he would get a lot of crimes properly!

"Jia Sidao...I know, isn't he the rogue scholar from Anping County?"

"After taking the exam for ten years, I won a scholar. It's a shameless thing."

"Master Luo Hong is right, what qualifications does he have to participate in the literary fair! It's an insult to gentleness!"

Luo Hong showed his thunderous tricks, causing the literati and poets around him to change the subject, and they actually began to criticize Jia Sidao.

Luo Hong glanced at the people present and pouted.

Oh, readers.

……

Blue and white building.

The third floor wing.

Inside the house, incense is curling up, and the tent is fluttering in the breeze.

The strings vibrate slightly, and the melodious sound, accompanied by a crisp voice, is like a warbler's cry, which is melodious and pleasant to the ear.

There is a woman who is picturesque, dressed in a light gauze, her graceful body twists and turns in a seductive arc accompanied by the sound of the piano, her eyes are as charming as silk, and her eyes are full of affection.

In the distance, there was a bamboo mat spread out between the wooden floors, and a figure was lying on its side with one hand supporting its side face.

On the edge of the bamboo mat, there are various fruit plates, in which there are washed fruits that are still dripping.

Listening to ditties and admiring the beauties.

Very luxurious life.

Outside the door, the well-dressed bustard spoke with joy.

"Master Hu, all the young masters are here, and they are urging the start of the literary society."

The old bustard said happily.

Master Hu rented out the entire Qinghua Building, she can earn a lot, and she can also make the reputation of Qinghua Building, she is naturally happy.

"understood."

A faint voice came from the tent.

Through the projection between the paper windows, the bustard could see that Mr. Hu got up, approached slowly, and hugged the woman playing the piano.

The experienced bustard suddenly smiled meaningfully, turned and left.

however……

What the bustard didn't know was that the moment she turned to leave.

The sound of the piano in the room stopped abruptly.

puff!

The dark red blood sprayed like a pillar, staining a large piece of window paper red.

The piercing sound of broken strings, accompanied by the creepy sound of skinning, lingered between the tents.

"The tenth human skin, there are still nine..."

With a slightly simple and honest light laughter lingering in the room.

wow.

The door was pushed open.