The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 204 Langya On Sword

  The whole house was shocked.

  Even the person who was sprayed was stunned and speechless.

   He also said that the Demon Sect has no quality, but Zhao Changhe is the one who performs live. What is real lack of quality! Uh, no, it's none of your business after all, is Xia Chichi your wife?

   Suzaku stood on the roof in the distance, looking at the gate of the banquet hall from a distance, his eyes were also a little shocked.

  Sixiang Cult is a demon sect, of course it has offended many people. It is not uncommon for the saint to participate in this kind of banquet swaggeringly, and it is not uncommon for someone to find trouble. Although it couldn't be Xia Chichi's fault, she hasn't done such a thing yet, but it's normal for someone to seek trouble.

  Didn't Xia Chichi also say a few days ago, what should I do if I am bullied? Suzaku replied at the time, there is your most reliable arm in it.

  But Suzaku didn't expect that Zhao Changhe's calf protector would be so explosive. It seems that in his eyes, there is no difference between bullying Xia Chichi and directly slapping him on the ear.

   Although Zhao Changhe has a reputation of being a villain in Jianghu nowadays, he has already started to have a reputation as a hero, so he doesn't care at all.

   No wonder the love is unforgettable and headache.

In a state of astonishment, the man finally said coldly: "Everyone said that Zhao Changhe had long since betrayed the Blood God Sect, and that he was able to send weak girls home and kill Maitreya's vanguard. In fact, the so-called betrayal of the Blood God Sect is also open to question... The Four Elephant Sect is your superior, right? Otherwise, why are you so eager to show it in front of your master?"

Zhao Changhe sneered and said: "I have always been a gangster, who bothers to put on airs with you? Speaking of quality, how others dress is their freedom. The master didn't say anything. When will it be your turn to talk? This is your quality. ? Tell me your last name, and see whose family's children are so uneducated."

   "You!" The man jumped up, pointed at Zhao Changhe and was about to say something, the young master finally smiled slightly: "At the next birthday banquet, everyone, don't make noise here, and give me some face."

  The man glanced at Wang Zhaoling in surprise, Wang Zhaoling's smile remained unchanged.

  The man had no choice but to sit down resentfully, without saying anything.

  Zhao Changhe and his wife both saw this detail and laughed in their hearts.

How can there be such a mentally handicapped person who doesn't care about the situation, even if he has a grudge with the Four Elephant Sect, and Xia Chichi doesn't even recognize this person, so where is the big grudge? Obviously it was inspired by Wang Zhaoling.

   There is absolutely no other reason for this instruction, only one, deliberately trying Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe's identity should be a matter of great caution to the Wang family.

   It is not only to test the relationship between Zhao Changhe and Xia Chichi, but also to test his temper. Is it a test now?

  It doesn't matter, it's best to be regarded as a rude and reckless guy, this persona is too easy to use.

  Zhao Changhe simply became louder: "I am willing to give face to the master, but it seems that I am not the one who doesn't give face. Who is the one who barks in front of the master first?"

The man glared at him, and Wang Zhaoling waved his hands: "This is my good friend, Brother Lu Bingcheng of Fan Yang's Lu family, who is ranked 20th in Qianlong. Brother Lu is also protecting my face. After all, regular banquet guests do not wear masks. Like the teaching practice, I apologize for brother Lu, everyone take a step back, how about taking your seats?"

  Zhao Changhe secretly said that he is powerful, not because of the Lu family, but because of Wang Zhaoling's attitude.

Because Fan Yanglu's name sounds like a bluff, but in fact, Fan Yanglu in this world is seriously branded. If you order food, it may not be better than the Tang family, or even worse. Although their family may be better than the Tang family in general, they have no place. Top three. Compared with the Wang family, it is not even an order of magnitude.

  Wang Zhaoling is acting like an arrogant and domineering brain-dead son? This makes Lu Bingcheng not regard him as his own brother?

  Including him, Zhao Changhe himself, it doesn't matter how irritable he was just now, if he insists on getting angry now, it will be unreasonable in the eyes of others.

He turned his head to see what Xia Chichi said, but he saw the little tiger standing quietly by the side all the time, like a little daughter-in-law, completely letting him play. Seeing him looking over, there was a smile in his beautiful eyes, that means you decide just fine.

  Zhao Changhe also smiled, cupped his hands and said: "A rough man has no manners, let everyone see a joke."

  Wang Zhaoling said: "Seat as you please, first come, first served, there is no seating arrangement."

After such a long time, Zhao Changhe has already seen the situation in the hall clearly. This is a huge banquet hall, but there are not many seats. Wang Zhaoling sits in the main seat, and the two rows of tables and chairs on the left and right extend all the way to the door. They are all single people. Single table.

  The vast area behind the two rows of tables and chairs is full of musicians, dancers, etc., who are preparing to play there.

It seems very casual to say that you can sit at will, unlike the aristocratic family that pays attention to ranking and status. In fact, there is no way to do it when you think about it—Cui Yuanyang is here, and she is only in the ninety-odd according to Qianlong's ranking. Put her seat back? The Cui family will never end with you. But let her sit on the left and right guest seats, what about the other people who rank higher than her? Are you inviting a Qianlong banquet or a family banquet?

  Finally, I simply sat down freely, and seemed free and generous.

  Zhao Changhe looked around for a position, and the first thing he saw was Cui Yuanyang.

  The little girl lives directly in Wang's house, so of course she has already arrived at the hall. She didn't sit in the first guest seat at all, but chose to sit in the very middle section, reckoning it was the corresponding seat of Qianlong Ninety-Nine, and then sat there quietly, lifting her cloud sleeves lightly, pouring tea for herself. The farce just now didn't seem to be in her eyes at all, and the ranking of the seats was even more cloudy, her eyebrows were lowered, she was quiet and elegant, she was such a lady.

   Quite a few people looked at her secretly, a little admiringly, but no one was ashamed to sit next to her.

  Zhao Changhe's cheeks twitched, and he almost couldn't laugh out loud.

  Who said she can't act, at least playing a lady is a basic skill since she was a child. But why do you play like this?

  He thought about it, and felt that what he had to do with his own personality was also very simple, so he walked directly to the empty seat on the right of Cui Yuanyang, and sat down with a little embarrassment, as if he wanted to look at Cui Yuanyang, and looked down at the table a little embarrassedly.

  Xia Chichi was stunned for a moment before he realized that this guy was playing the role of a quack who wanted to eat swan meat and was driven away. Of course you are welcome to stay by Miss Cui's side if you have the opportunity. This expression is so vivid. Absolutely, when did you have special training in acting?

   What's more amazing is that Cui Yuanyang raised his eyes slightly, and quickly glanced at the uninvited guest beside him. He was a little flustered and shy, his cheeks blushed unconsciously, but he pursed his mouth and kept silent. The ladylike appearance of being pursued by suitors and being at a loss is also amazing.

  The small mouth under the white tiger mask was half-opened for a long time, Xia Chichi finally let out a "hum", and sat down on the right side of Zhao Changhe again.

  Just now, it seemed like she was standing out for her wife, but in the blink of an eye, she turned into cheating in person. Xia Chichi gritted her silver teeth, and silently helped the green jade hairpin on her head, but found that she didn't even know what to say.

   Quite a few people are paying attention here, including Wang Zhaoling. Seeing this appearance, everyone was a little funny, secretly thinking that this Zhao Changhe is also strange, his ranking is not high, and his practice is not top-notch, how come he automatically attracts everyone's attention as soon as he appears, like the protagonist on the stage .

  Wang Zhaoling said deliberately: "Sister Yuanyang, is it convenient? Do you want to sit with brother Wei?"

   "No, no need." Cui Yuanyang whispered softly: "This is the banquet of Qianlong, and it should be in the order of Qianlong. Yuanyang is ninety-nine, no, it is inconvenient to be in a high position."

  Wang Zhaoling said: "There is no such rule."

   "Yuanyang has his own heart." Cui Yuanyang quickly glanced at Zhao Changhe again, and lowered his head again: "Besides, Brother Zhao is kind to Yangyang..."

  She paused, as if she had made a difficult decision, and saluted Zhao Changhe earnestly: "Yuan Yang has met Brother Zhao, and it's been a long time since he's still handsome. Yuan Yang is not very happy."

  Xia Chichi hissed, his teeth were about to ache.

  Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded, remembering what he said a few days ago, "Your acting skills will reveal your secrets", and now he feels that he is not a protagonist, but a clown.

  Wang Zhaoling said leisurely: "If the information we know is correct, in fact, the relationship between Saintess Xia and Brother Zhao is not shallow, right? That's why Brother Zhao was so angry just now."

  Zhao Changhe's cold sweat was about to drip down, but Xia Chichi, who had been silent all this time, finally said lightly: "Prince Qianlong's Banquet, is it just to find out about the family background of Qianlong's parents?"

   "Where is it?" Wang Zhaoling said with a smile, "Isn't this the banquet that hasn't started yet? Many people haven't arrived yet. Everyone is just chatting casually."

   "Since it's a casual chat, how about chatting with me?" Xia Chichi said leisurely: "It is said that Cui Wang is getting married, and his younger sister is going to marry Cui Yuanyong. Does the prince intend to marry Miss Cui?"

  Zhao Changhe pricked up his ears. He didn't know whether Xia Chichi was giving Cui Yuanyang eye drops in the Shura field, or helping him ask the most concerned question.

  But Wang Zhaoling laughed and said: "How can there be such a marriage? Although my family and the Cui family are close, they are not tied together. There are very few people who do this."

  The implication is that the marriage of each of their children corresponds to a political resource, and his marriage can draw one more ally, and there is no reason to repeat the family.

  Xia Chichi nodded and didn't say much. Zhao Changhe's heart also relaxed. If you don't covet Yangyang, then we don't have any enmity. Even if you want to be independent, theoretically it has nothing to do with us.

   But Wang Zhaoling smiled again: "But there are quite a lot of other young handsome men who admire Sister Yuanyang. Brother Zhao is like the protagonist on stage when he comes. It's not without reason. It's a bit...resentful, haha."

   "哐!" There was the sound of a jug smashing on the table from the bottom corner, and Situ Xiao's drunken voice spread throughout the audience: "Where's the wine? Who the **** is sitting here listening to the show, if you don't serve any more wine, I'm leaving!"

   Zhao Changhe gave a secret cry, well done.

   In this hypocritical temptation, it is annoying. What exactly is your royal family going to do, why don't you find out now.

  My identity is sensitive, no matter how reckless I am, it is not appropriate to speak like this. On the contrary, this drunk pretends to be crazy by being drunk, which is just right.

  Just at this time, a large group of people came from the bustling outside. The so-called Qianlong Banquet did not have more than two hundred and fifty people present, but in fact there were only dozens of people, so basically all of them had arrived.

Wang Zhaoling also put away his smile, and said lightly: "Actually, at this banquet, many people guessed that it was to test the sword and so on... I am dissatisfied with you, there is indeed a part of the meaning of the sword test, but maybe everyone does not believe it. It's just getting to know the heroes of the world."

"Although our generation is endowed with abundant resources, it is inconvenient to practice. Once we go out, we will be in danger, and the mortal malice is far beyond ordinary people. Maybe it is Xia Shengnv?" Wang Zhaoling smiled apologetically at Xia Chichi, expressing his joke, and said: "Bring a strong guard. The meaning of experience is gone. If you don't bring a guard, your family will not agree. Sister Yuanyang must have a sympathy for this."

"So we boarded Qianlong, perhaps because of our family background, it was easier than ordinary people, but it became more difficult to break through the limit of heaven and man, and penetrate into the mystery of the secret treasure. Not to mention making friends with the world's heroes and seeking confidantes in the wild , has become a luxury. What else can I do besides hosting a banquet?"

   After talking for so long, someone finally asked: "If you want to treat guests and make friends, wouldn't everyone be happy if you invite them politely? Why do you set various thresholds? It's weighing and closing the door. If you can't make friends, you will offend others."

Wang Zhaoling laughed: "Don't say that Mr. Wang is arrogant. He can't even handle it under the weight of the servants. It is not worth handing over. And the closing of the door has another meaning. Please forgive me for letting it go. Of course, if you are not happy , Wang is here to make amends."

Wang Zhaoling raised his glass and stood up, punished himself three times happily, then turned the wine glass upside down, and said with a smile: "If you talk about trying the sword, not only Wang wants to try it, but don't all of you here have the wish to learn from each other? Longbang, but it is difficult to see each other in the world, brother Yuan Yong wanted to challenge Yue Hongling, how much manpower was mobilized to find Yue Hongling's whereabouts, and then traveled thousands of miles to Beimang, how inconvenient is it?"

  Situ Xiao finally raised his head from the wine cup, his eyes were bare.

  Wang Zhaoling said loudly: "Central Plains Qianlong, drinking and discussing martial arts, Langya grand event! If this event takes place, the Langya Wang family is willing to host such a sword discussion every few years. I wonder if you are interested?"

  Everyone shouted: "Good idea!"

  Zhao Changhe smiled slightly, looked down at the wine glass on the table, his eyes were faintly rippling.

  This royal family has a wild heart.

  (end of this chapter)