[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Brain powders are everywhere in the rivers and lakes

The fact that Song Que and others went to the banquet could not be hidden from so many eyes and ears in Luoyang.

Not to mention, Li Qinghuan didn't intend to hide it at all this time. When the invitation was distributed, it had already caused an uproar in Luoyang.

However, the behavior of Song Que and others after they left the banquet made them feel confused.

When each of these people came out, they were in a trance, looking like they had been hit hard, which made people even more curious about what happened in this mansion.

The curiosity of these people was quickly satisfied.

They soon knew how many treasures were hidden in this mansion. Just the Dragon Sparrow Saber mentioned by Song Que and the Yingying Sword recognized by Dugu Feng made all the swordsmen and swordsmen in the world feel uneasy. Envy, envy and hate.

"What is the background of this man, how can he get so many swords and swords?"

In the restaurant, someone talked about it.

Then someone replied with a sneer: "Where are there so many precious swords and swords in the world, the sword and sword of that person may not be real, maybe they are fakes from somewhere."

As soon as he said this, it attracted other people's rebuttals.

"It's ridiculous, did you think that the people who attended the banquet were all third-rate people? Tiandao Song Que and Dugu Feng both attended. They are such powerful masters that they didn't see that those were fakes, but you did?"

"That's right, I'm afraid I'm not jealous of others, and I don't look at my own identity, so I deserve to be jealous of others?"

The face of the man who said this was flushed.

He considers himself to be a figure in Luoyang City as well, the young head of a gang.

Wherever he went with his identity in the past, it was not always a bunch of people touting it, so he also inflated his confidence to think that he was great.

It was also because of this that he discredited Li Qinghuan when everyone was talking about him.

But he didn't expect that these people didn't give him any face.

"What nonsense are you talking about! How long have I been jealous of him! He's just a nouveau riche, what's the big deal." The man retorted with his neck stuck.

After he said these words, the whole inn fell silent.

Everyone looked at him with the eyes of looking at the dead.

A chill ran down the man's back, he felt a little terrified, and he put on a brave face: "What's wrong? I'm not wrong!"

Those who were discussing looked at each other and walked outside one after another, as if there was a dog chasing after them.

The man was startled, not sure what was wrong with them, so he could only curse a coward in a low voice, and then sat down to continue drinking.

But the shopkeeper behind the counter came out from behind with cold sweat all over his face. He rubbed his hands together with a disturbed expression on his face, "Young Master Lin."

"The shopkeeper? You look a little weak." Master Lin looked at the shopkeeper up and down, and teased.

The smile on the shopkeeper's face was even uglier.

"Our store is going to close, please go back, I will treat you today."

Master Lin looked up at the sun hanging high outside, and sneered: "Shopkeeper, you are probably old-fashioned, what time is it now, why are you rushing to close the door before noon?"

"Master Lin," the shopkeeper smiled even more reluctantly, and the creases on his face were crinkled, "You offended the man in that mansion today."

Master Lin was stunned, then realized, and said with a sneer, "You mean Li Qinghuan?"

"Hey, you shouldn't say these things in public, and our small shop doesn't dare to accept your big Buddha. Please go."

Cold sweat broke out on the shopkeeper's forehead, and he said with a sigh.In the past, he would not have dared to speak like this to this young master who regards human life as worthless, but today is different, if this person is not driven away, they will be the ones who will suffer the most.

"Leave as soon as you go, I don't care to stay in your dilapidated shop." Young master Lin lifted the table, turned and left with a sneer.

As soon as he left with his front foot, the shopkeeper slammed the door behind his back foot, as if sending away the plague god.

Master Lin's face was all blue, if it wasn't for something to happen later, he would have wanted the shopkeeper to taste the taste of a white knife in and a red knife out.

He didn't believe that Li Qinghuan would really kill him!

Now in Luoyang, he is being portrayed as an evil god, but he wants everyone to know that he is not afraid of this upstart!

From a certain point of view, Master Lin really had the right idea.

Li Qinghuan would not kill him.

To him, young master Lin and the others are nothing more than clowns and ants. What's more, it's just a sentence. Li Qinghuan is rarely scolded by others, so how could he care about a half sentence.

However, just because Li Qinghuan didn't care, didn't mean that other people didn't care.

At least, for those in Luoyang City who want to curry favor with Li Qinghuan or make up for their previous mistakes, Young Master Lin is a "gift".

At dusk that day.

When Master Lin returned home, he was so drunk that his legs were weak.

He squinted his eyes, knocked on the door and shouted: "Open the door, I'm back!"

The mansion was quiet and no one answered him.

Young master Lin was in a bad mood today, he didn't wait for anyone to open the door even if he was unhappy, he just kicked the door open and walked in.

Just when he took a step, his footsteps stopped.

His eyes trembled crazily. In his sight, there were family members who were tied up, and a group of gangsters with knives.

"You are Lin Yanzhi?"

asked a man with a goatee at the head.

The jug in Lin Yanzhi's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he nodded tremblingly.

"Send him to the mansion."

Goat Beard raised his chin at his subordinates, his face was full of sullenness, "How should I tell that gentleman, you know."

"Little one knows." Lin Yanzhi's face was like gold paper, his legs trembling, no matter what he thought, he never thought that the Luoyang gang would attack their family.

"You'd better get that gentleman to forgive you."

Goat's Beard paused, and slapped his palm on the table, only to see an extra palm print on the red willow table.

Needless to say, if this palm print falls on a person, it will definitely cost half his life.

"Gudong."

Lin Yanzhi swallowed his saliva, nodded his head like pounding garlic.

He didn't dare to think about what would happen to their family, and now his mind was full of thoughts on how to apologize to Li Qinghuan.

However, even though his mind was muddy, no matter how hard he tried to think, he still couldn't come up with a reason to explain it.

On the contrary, after Li Qinghuan figured out the purpose of the visitor, his complexion was complicated, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

He was cutting a section of red plum from a branch, and when he heard that he put the red plum into the vase, he looked at his staff, "Is this the style of your Luoyang Gang?"

"The head of the family is wrong, it's their Luoyang Gang."

The staff said in a doggy manner: "Since I have been with the head of the family, I have been an upright and bright person, and I will never come up with such vicious ideas."

Li Qing smiled happily, and casually said to the servant who came to report: "Go back and send them away, just say that I don't care about these things, and please don't bother Master Rong."

"Yes." The servant agreed and retreated.

Li Qinghuan really doesn't care about these things, according to his temper, he doesn't bother to think about Rong Fengxiang's schemes, but he also understands that Rong Fengxiang made such an incident purely to "force" him to forgive by taking advantage of the dozens of lives of Lin Yanzhi's family Luoyang Gang.

Rong Fengxiang was really as timid and sinister as the rumors said.

Lin Yanzhi and others were quickly dismissed. As for the follow-up, Li Qinghuan did not pay attention.

Anyway, with that brat Rong Fengxiang's guts, after being beaten like this, he didn't dare to test his thoughts for a while.

He was looking at a scroll of imperial decree on the table right now, propping his chin up, letting his black hair flow down to cover the words written in cinnabar on it.

"Holy decree?"

Zhuo Donglai raised his eyebrows.

Li Qinghuan picked up the imperial decree and turned it in front of Zhuo Donglai, "Just take a look."

Zhuo Donglai took a cursory glance, and then moved the corners of his lips, with a hint of mockery and a smile.

"It seems that Yang Guang has heard a lot of rumors."

"He obviously intends to invite you into the urn." The corners of Li Qinghuan's lips curled up, and he said with a half-smile: "I have heard that Yang Guang is greedy for money and sex, but I didn't expect to be able to do such a shameless thing. But, yes, capable It should not be unusual for people to plunder men and women and gold and silver for his enjoyment, to do such a thing.”

"are you going?"

Zhuo Donglai asked.

There was no worry on his face, he knew very well that even if Yang Guang was protected by many martial arts masters, after Li Qinghuan left, Yang Guang would have only one end.

He walked with Li Qinghuan for more than half a year, and the one thing he saw most clearly was that he must not risk his life to offend Qinghuan.

So far, he has never seen anyone who annoyed Qing Huan end well.

"Don't go."

Li Qinghuan shook his hands and said.

He is a person who never stands when he can sit, and never sits when he can lie down.

Now that he has built such a mansion, he can lie at home every day and harvest a wave of hatred. Why does he go out? It's so cold now that it's not worth it.

With the time to go out, he might as well roast venison with plum wine at home.

"Then reject it."

Zhuo Dong looked at the staff.

The staff immediately understood that this meant asking him to write a letter of refusal.

"The subordinate will write now." When he said this, he secretly sighed in his heart, this "job hopping" was indeed the right one, and he would never make it with Rong Fengxiang. How can he still write letters like now? To reject the king of a country.

He was about to get up, when he suddenly remembered something, bowed his head and asked respectfully: "Master, why should the subordinate refuse?"

Li Qinghuan tilted his head and thought for a while, "Let's just say that tonight's dinner has been set, and it's roasted venison with plum wine, so I can't go."

The corner of the staff member's mouth twitched.

It's because of his cheap mouth, he shouldn't ask more questions.

As soon as the reason came out, why did he still decline?It is clearly a provocation!

Thoughts were spinning quickly in his mind, the staff didn't show any expression, they said yes respectfully, and retreated.

When the letter was delivered to Emperor Sui Yang by the angel, at that time, Emperor Sui Yang was having fun with his concubine in his arms. When he heard that Li Qinghuan was unable to come, he frowned and let the angel read the letter out impatiently. .

When the reason for pairing barbecue with wine came out, the whole palace fell silent, even the maids who were playing the zither and the zither just now were silent and did not dare to move rashly!