Through the fairy valley

Cao Yang looked at Qian Ke nervously, and Qian Ke shook his hand under the table, signaling that he was fine.

"It's just an ordinary guard. Young Master thinks highly of it." Qian Ke answered him with a smile.

"Not necessarily." Another person at Hang Sanshao's table interjected: "This man has sharp eyes and light breathing, which is almost hard to hear. He must be a rare master. Let me make a bet, 3000 taels, who can win?" I will pay him for it.”

"This..." Hang Qi wanted to answer, but Qian Ke pulled him from below.

"Since you want to gamble, you have to gamble to your heart's content, but you don't know Young Master Qian's opinion?" Hang Sanshao said in harmony.

"It's okay, then I'll set up a game, but this young master likes gold." Qian Ke said proudly, this guy who called himself 'my lord' made him somewhat uncomfortable.

All the people present were whispering to each other, and they were quite interested in this Borneo businessman.

"Oh, Young Master Qian likes to gamble on gold, so we should take care of him, but I wonder what kind of kung fu Master Qian's guards are proficient in?" Third Young Master Hang pretended to be curious.

Even Cao Yang smiled, this Third Young Master Hang is simply unscrupulous in order to find out the person who's pointing fingers into ice.

"My guard's swordsmanship is good. I wonder if there are any masters who are willing to compete with swords?" Qian Ke is naturally full of confidence in Guard No. [-].

"Okay, I'll bet 1000 taels of gold, what about the others?" Hang Sanshao looked at the booing guys next to him.

"I also pressed 1000 taels."

"I bet 3000 taels of gold, but I want to end it myself!"

The people present were discussing a lot, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"Who is this person?" Qian Ke asked Hang Qi.

"This is Chang Luo, the young master of Marquis Wen'an, one of the Four Young Masters of the Southern Capital."

"Fourth Young Master of Southern Metropolis?" Qian Ke curled his lips when he heard this, and knew that this guy was extremely vain after hearing the nickname.

"The Four Young Masters of Southern Metropolis, 'sword, medicine, qin, tea,' are today's celebrities, except for this vulgar point, but they all have some skills!"

"Then this sword is Chang Luo."

"Correct!"

With Hang Sanshao and the others booing, there was an endless stream of people who won Chang Luo, and it was calculated that there were more than 7000 taels of gold.

"Master Qian, are you willing to take it?" Hang Sanshao asked after looking at the amount of money.

"Got it." Qian Ke looked at Hang Qi.

Hang Qi stood up: "If Young Master Qian's guard loses, I, Hang Qi, can pay for the gold he lost first, so you can rest assured."

"Don't worry, Xiaoqi, Young Master Qian is a friend of my Hang family. If you don't bring the money, the Hang family will naturally be responsible!" Master Hang Er said calmly, making the people present admire the strong financial resources of the Hang family.

Chang Junhou, the head of the Four Young Masters who was admired by the dandies of Nandu, got up and left the stage. The servants handed over a beautiful saber with beautiful jade tassels on the hilt. The whole sword was as gorgeous and eye-catching as its owner.

Qian Ke secretly asked Guard No. [-] to adjust his sword skills, and also told him not to use the deadly ice.

"What kind of sword do you want to use?" Hang Qi asked beside him.

Qian Ke nodded to guard No. [-], and the Dongfang Bubai-style guard said coldly, "Whatever you want."

"A swordsman can't leave his sword. Your Excellency is disrespecting his opponent too much!" Chang Luo said dissatisfiedly after the end.

The guard didn't even bother to look at him, and took an ordinary sword with a simple style from Hang Qi's hand. He didn't draw the sword, but pointed at Chang Luo: "Where to fight?"

Qian Ke, who was controlling the guards in his heart, sat still, but felt quite refreshed.

"It's in the courtyard!" Chang Luo couldn't see anything in the opponent's eyes, not murderous, or even angry. As a swordsman, he felt that he couldn't see through it.

The two of them walked to the yard together, and the spectators rushed forward, and even the two masters of the Hang family also stepped forward and stood at the door to watch.

Chang Luo drew out his sword, and beautifully pulled a few sword flowers: "Please draw your sword!"

Guard No. [-] leaned sideways, turned the sword a few times easily with one hand like a toy, and then put the sword behind his back: "No, my sword will see blood when it comes out of its sheath."

The audience present booed and looked at with their tongues, laughing at the arrogance of Guard One.

In addition to swordsmanship, the swordsman also had his heart in the swordsmanship. Chang Luo saw that he couldn't hold down the opponent in terms of momentum, so he jumped up straight to take the initiative, and stabbed out with the long sword quickly.

The sword in the guard's hand quickly turned twice to block his sword, and after fending off his sword, he tapped Chang Luo's shoulders twice at an unbelievably fast speed. Chang Luo was in so much pain that he almost lost the sword in his hand.

"Concession!" The guard turned his sword a few times and turned his back behind his back.

"Concession!" Chang Luo replied with a pale face, unable to lift her hands.

A night banquet that was expected by everyone ended amidst discussions.

As the subject of hot discussion, Qian Ke and the others made an exception and stayed in Nandu at night, because there must be many wonderful things going on in Nandu in the next few days.

Early the next morning, Qian Ke received an invitation he could never have imagined. The old lady of the Hang family invited them to have a talk.

After discussing with Cao Yang, the two prepared some preserved fruits as gifts to take to Hangzhou Mansion.

They only cooperated with Zhaoguo and Xinrongju for the preserved fruits before, and they never sold them in Yaoguo.

When the two arrived at the Hang mansion, they were invited to the back garden. The Hang family had a big business, and there was a nice garden behind it, with pavilions, small bridges and rockeries. The winding corridors were quiet and peaceful.

The old lady of the Hang family sat waiting for them in the gazebo. She was 80 years old with silver hair, but she was hale and hearty.

"Madam, the guest is here." The guest who led the way brought the two of them and invited them into the gazebo.

"Old lady is well!" Qian Ke and Cao Yang saluted the old lady.

The old lady invited them to sit down: "You two are distinguished guests of our Hang family, you are welcome."

The maid at the side brought tea, and Qian Ke gave the preserved fruit to the old lady: "This is the preserved fruit from our Immortal Valley, give it to the old lady to taste."

The old man laughed: "The peaches you gave last time made my old lady very happy, and the peaches you gave to the Queen Mother later also made our Hang family a lot of limelight. It is all thanks to this fruit."

"As long as the old lady likes it!" Cao Yang likes such an old man, with a kind face, which reminds him of his deceased grandma.

"I invited you here today because I want to chat with you two. The world is not peaceful now. Although I didn't attend the banquet last night, I also know what happened yesterday. The children and grandchildren have grown up and each has their own ideas. It's just the way of the world. Is it as they say, people’s hearts are not ancient, black and white can’t be distinguished?”

"It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, it's all about people's hearts!" Qian Ke answered.

"Maybe, you all go down!" The old lady waved to the servants around, and the servants gave a blessing and all left.

"You two are strange people, there must be strange things. I don't think you two have any destiny in this world in your life, but they are in this world, so things are like this." Mrs. Hang, who sent her away, had a look in her eyes. The expression on her face was very ethereal, with a look of insight into the world, so that Qian Ke couldn't figure out why she called her here today.

"What do you mean by the old lady's words?" Qian Ke asked politely.

"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. I'm an old man who has been half buried in the earth. I just don't want my Hang family to be destroyed, so I invite the two of you to come and talk about it."

Qian Ke and Cao Yang looked at each other, really not sure how much the old lady knew about them and the second wife of the Hang family.

"You two know that my Hang family lost a sum of money before!"

Qian Ke nodded.

"They all thought I was hurt by this, but how many people know that I did it on purpose?"

After hearing these words, Qian Ke finally understood what the old lady of the Hang family meant by asking him to come.