The bright moon sits on the ground

The third most beloved son of the Jia family, Jia Lingchang, finally married a wife. Naturally, it was necessary to arrange it with great fanfare. They also invited Nie Qiu, the most prestigious adoptive son of the Nie family.

Who is Nie Qiu?Except for some occasions where it is necessary to appear in person, such invitations to banquets are almost never accepted.

The curious person continued to ask: "I heard that Nie Qiu was born differently from ordinary people. What happened to him when he was a child..."

"Of course it's true!" Yang Sheng secretly grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them into his pocket, before continuing, "The Patriarch of the Nie family picked up Nie Qiu in a ruined temple. So I took him back to the mansion to raise him, and because I picked him up in autumn, I named him Nie Qiu."

He was tired of dealing with this talkative little brother, and thought he was too close, so he pushed and raised his hand, and waited for the little brother to make a cup of tea and put it on his hand before he continued slowly: " The Nie family has an unwritten rule, that is, when the Nie family is five years old, they will ask a celestial master to calculate whether they have a smooth official career, or whether they should learn martial arts from a young age. But this Nie Qiu is not simple. The hexagram that was counted at the age of five can be said to have directly shocked the entire Jianghu, and even spread to the imperial court, that is, in front of the former emperor."

Yang Sheng opened his mouth to show his white teeth, and smiled, "The sky is full of gold, the sky is empty, the star of the greedy wolf hangs high, the star of the red luan moves, and three of the four gods and beasts are protecting him. It is a good day to save people and help the world It’s just that there are more ‘peach blossoms’.”

Crossing people, helping the world, this little junior brother understands, after all, he has also heard of such a heavy title that is unique to Zhengdao. There will be more.Tanlang Hongluan's nature is like a peach blossom, he also knows it, but what is the meaning of the last sentence of the senior brother?

Before he could ask the question, there was a commotion in the crowd in the distance. The little junior was naturally jumpy, and immediately forgot what he wanted to ask earlier, and hurriedly dragged Yang Sheng over to look.

Yang Sheng waved his hand, and shook off his junior brother, "Go and see for yourself, I guess it's the Nie Qiu you've been thinking about."

"Nie Qiu!" The junior brother was excited, "I'm going!"

Yang Sheng pulled him again with the look of hating iron for being weak, "Do you really think that Nie Qiu has a good reputation? If you go, you won't be afraid of humiliating your family's face!"

"What, what do you mean?"

"This letter from Jia Lingchang is for the Patriarch of the Nie family, Nie Chi." Yang Sheng looked away, lowered his head to hide the disdain in his eyes, "People watching the fun don't understand, and you don't understand either? Nie Chi If you don't come, there are four sons and two daughters behind him eagerly waiting for this letter, so why did Nie Chi give it to Nie Qiu?"

"Recently, there are rumors in the world..."

Nie Qiu got the upper hand based on his looks.

The relationship between his adoptive father and him is also not very clear. The red sandalwood pot that Nie's family has treasured for many years was asked for by Nie Chi one night by Nie Qiu taking advantage of his beauty.

I don't know where the rumors started. Nie Qiu never cared about such meaningless gossip, so he ignored it and let those people gossip behind his back. He thought that he would not deliberately stop such groundless gossip , Those people know that they are making fun of themselves, and after a long time, the rumors will slowly pass away——

However, what Nie Qiu didn't expect was that the rumors were like weeds growing in his backyard. After ignoring them, they became more and more rampant as if they had received a favor.

In the end, Nie Chi was even confused himself, and after a meal, he quietly called Nie Qiu to ask if it was true.

Nie Qiu suddenly felt depressed, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a sullen smile, "Father, I'm afraid he was stunned by those unfounded rumors, my son has never bothered you in the middle of the night, let alone Don't mention your red sandalwood golden sand pot."

He wanted to leave with his sleeves, but he also cared about his status as a righteous person who saves people and saves the world, so he had to add a non-obvious sarcastic remark in a gentle voice, "Didn't your red sandalwood pot be given to Jia Lingchang a few years ago?" Is it your concubine?"

Only then did he hold his breath, and left with a grim expression.

So this time Jia Lingchang handed over a letter to invite Nie's family to the banquet where his third son married his wife. Nie Chi felt guilty when he saw Jia Lingchang, and felt ashamed for wrongly blaming Nie Qiu, so he bit the bullet and ignored his relatives. At the request of his son and his daughter, he handed over the gilded letter symbolizing the Jia family to Nie Qiu, and asked him to attend as the adopted son of the Nie family.

Nie Qiu was about to take out the letter from his bosom, but the servant let him in before seeing the letter.

The lively banquet suddenly fell silent, until Nie Qiu walked in slowly as if no one was there, and everyone continued to eat, drink and play as if they had suddenly realized, but they couldn't help looking at him frequently.

For a moment, all kinds of eyes gathered on Nie Qiu. He was used to being the center of everyone, no matter whether it was good or bad.

Nie Qiu followed that gaze, raised his eyes and looked over with the corners of his eyes hooked, and saw an innocent young man looking over here, and was troubled by the crowds surrounding him, so he had to stand on tiptoe and barely stretch out. He bent his neck to see better.

He thought it was funny, but when he was about to walk over, he met another pair of eyes.

When Nie Qiu saw this person, he frowned and stopped again, glanced over there lightly, and left.

Yang Sheng, the second disciple of Lan Yunfeng.

If you say that the person Nie Qiu hates the most in this life is probably the one with a broken mouth.

But Yang Sheng is also the leader among the people with broken mouths, he thinks he is aloof, he is not strong enough, after a fight with Nie Qiu, he got into trouble with him, and when he looked at him, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt It is as obvious as the floating clouds in the blue sky.

Looking at that appearance, he is probably talking about some of his rumors again.

Nie Qiu finally walked to the front table of the banquet, and the people sitting at that table were all seniors from various sects, either well-known businessmen, or civil and military officials who were in politics. Seeing him approaching After that, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and they raised their glasses to greet him.

It was Nie Qiu, Nie Di, or Nie Si.

Although his reputation of saving people and benefiting the world is talked about with great interest, the various sects feel that it is exaggerated, while business people dismiss this reputation, and those officials think it is a dishonor to the name of the current sage.Therefore, although Nie Qiu's status is not low, and he would not feel proud of being at the same table with these people, but he seemed quite awkward when talking with them, and he couldn't get in a word for a long time.

Nie Qiu was left alone, and the nonsense of joining them didn't appeal to him at all.

He closed his eyes and sipped his tea, observing his surroundings calmly.

The Jia family is a family of merchants, neither belonging to the righteous way nor to the Devil's Sect, both black and white, and their reputation outside is not bad, but sensible people know that they are also very closely related to the Devil's Sect, Nie Qiu just glanced at them Saw several familiar faces.

Especially the table sitting in the corner, either covered with a layer of black veil, or wearing a layer of mask, or bowed their heads or talked in a low voice, it looks quite inconspicuous, but to Nie Qiu, everyone can read There is no one to name him, as an example of the righteous way, he has spent too much time fighting against the Demon Cult, and everyone with a certain status in the Demon Cult has become familiar with him.

Nie Qiu's eyes moved slightly.

There was a tall man at the table. He didn't put on any disguise, and Nie Qiu could directly see his appearance: sword eyebrows and star eyes, broad shoulders and narrow waist, with a face like a crown jade, but his expression was gloomy. Soon, before the lips even parted, there was already a coldness that repulsed people thousands of miles away.

At this time, the man gently put down the wine glass in his hand, raised his head, and naturally met Nie Qiu's gaze.

He really didn't expect Fang Qisheng to come.

Fang Qisheng, the leader of the Demon Cult, has peerless martial arts. With the four famous swords of Jingming, Chilian, Canfeng, and Zhaxue, he is unrivaled in the world.He is quick-witted, ruthless, likes to travel alone, and hardly participates in any large-scale disputes between good and evil, so everyone in the world knows the name of this person, but few people can recognize him when they meet.

Nie Qiu met him face to face many times, and it was impossible not to recognize him, but he didn't know why Fang Qisheng appeared at this banquet that meant nothing to him.

Could it be that Fang Qisheng and Jia Lingchang have a good relationship?Fang Qisheng stared straight at this side, and Nie Qiu couldn't just look away, so with his own good self-cultivation, he slightly raised his chin to say hello.As if realizing that his gaze was too obvious, Fang Qisheng withdrew his gaze when he saw him nodding his head, and turned his head to listen to what the left guardian said.

Nie Qiu suddenly wanted to know what Guardian Zuo said, because Fang Qisheng seemed to be in a good mood.

Fang Qisheng is in a good mood, which means that his mood is about to deteriorate.

He shook the hand holding the teacup, and a bad feeling came to his mind.

There was a commotion, and the sound of beating gongs and drums gradually approached. It must be that the bride and groom finally arrived. Jia Lingchang greeted the others with a red face and applauded. He stood up and walked towards the gate.

Seeing this, Nie Qiu just stood up like the others and clapped his hands perfunctorily. The uneasiness in his heart became stronger for no reason, and he looked around subconsciously, trying to find the source of his uneasiness among the noisy crowd.

The bride in the red shirt was helped out of the sedan chair, and she handed her hand into the groom's palm. Following her tiny movements, the red hijab studded with gold threads and silver beads gently raised a corner, revealing the woman's Half a pretty face.

I heard that the bride married by Jia Lingchang's third son has never practiced martial arts, but she has come into contact with a lot of poetry and books, especially the female celebrity who is a good embroiderer. The eldest and second son's wives were either rich or noble, but the third son married an ordinary woman, Nie Qiu thought, which shows Jia Lingchang's love for him.

Suddenly, a child on both sides began to sprinkle flowers, and the red and pink petals swirled in the air. Nie Qiu sniffed, always feeling that the fragrance of this flower was so strong that it made people dizzy.

Not floral, but rouge aroma.

It took a while for Nie Qiu to realize this belatedly. Although he is a normal man, as an example of the righteous way, he is already busy with big and small things on weekdays. If a woman expresses her feelings to him, Nie Qiu If you find it troublesome, you will decline it face to face, and you will have no chance to get in touch with some romantic things, let alone distinguish the difference between the fragrance of rouge and the fragrance of flowers.

A rather tough-looking woman finally squeezed through the crowd, and because of excessive force, directly bumped into Nie Qiu.

Nie Qiu subconsciously supported him, and then his hands were slapped away. The crisp sound was not obvious amidst the sound of gongs and drums, but because he was standing near the front, and beside him were representatives of various forces—— Many people were still staring at him, wanting to see his jokes.

For a moment, almost everyone's attention was attracted.

"Nie Qiu, I saw you!" the woman cursed loudly, her voice was so loud that it drowned out the noise, "You really don't know what to do, and even seduce a married man! Thanks to you, you are called a ferryman A person who helps the world, seeing him today is nothing more than that—”

Nie Qiu finally knew the source of that anxiety, but he didn't feel relaxed at all, and wanted to interrupt the woman in a low voice, "I never...have hooked up with any married man."

"Lin Du, you always recognize it, right?"

As soon as she said it, Nie Qiu vaguely remembered a man who was just a casual acquaintance. Before he could explain, the woman pushed him irrationally, and continued to mutter a few obscenities.

It's really hard to be scolded almost up the spine.

Nie Qiu endured it again and again, and then said to the woman in front of her who was no different from a tigress: "You must have misunderstood, Brother Lin and I have no improper relationship... Besides, I, Nie Qiu, don't like man."

The woman looked him up and down, and her eyes fixed on his pair of peach blossom eyes that could show charm inadvertently. The sparkling water, the thin layer of lips wanted to defend, but suddenly swallowed the words back, and it happened to stop on an arc that seemed to be smiling.

Nie Qiu saw that her complexion was getting worse. Although she didn't think there was anything wrong with her words, the atmosphere was almost frozen, and there were already many people gathered around to join in the fun. The faces of the couple were not very good-looking. If we don't solve this matter quickly, there will probably be many rumors about him seducing men because of his looks.

He was about to speak, but suddenly a hand was put on his shoulder behind him.

Nie Qiu suddenly felt unclear.

"Brother Nie, I made you laugh." His cheap brother Lin had a polite smile on his face, and naturally moved him to his side.

Brother Lin's eyebrows were stained with frost, and he said to the woman in a hateful voice: "I just like him, how can you compare to Nie Qiu? He is beautiful, skilled in martial arts, and gentle and considerate. Look at your look again." Look, Nie Qiu is much better than you!"

"Since brother Lin is here, I won't be able to participate in the family affairs between you. Let me leave."

Nie Qiu patted the hand of this shameless person away, ignoring the other people in the banquet with different expressions, turned his head and walked away, and caught a glimpse of the leader of the Demon Cult who was watching the scene calmly. , with a rare smile on his lips.

In a fit of anger and helplessness, he suddenly felt that Fang Qisheng's smile was a little pretty.