Chapter 147: The High Platform Collapses

When Lin Yiren returned to the East Fence Thatched Cottage, everyone was already waiting for him in the hall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 As soon as Zheng Ying saw Lin Yiren, she immediately smiled and said, "Dongli, Qi Jing is saved!"

Lin Yiren's eyes lit up and he looked at Yanxu.

"Qi Jing's injuries are indeed recovering faster than I imagined. Yan Xu said lightly.

"Thank you Gongzi Yan for finding a glimmer of life for Qi Jing. Lin Yiren was overjoyed, "At noon today, Shen held a banquet in Pinxuan Building to repay Gongzi's thoughtfulness, and asked Gongzi not to refuse. ”

"Brother Shen doesn't have to be polite," before the table, Gu Xiaofan ate happily with a plate of fresh dates, "If you really want to be grateful, you can reward me with some silver, isn't this more affordable than going to eat in that building?"

"Little fan. Yanxu's body stiffened slightly.

Lin Yiren took his robe and sat down, looking at Gu Xiaofan with a smile, "Yan Gongzi is the person who holds Yu in Huaijin, how can he endure those mundane things, if you are willing to work hard to accompany you in Pinxuan Building, it is also a matter of deserving to reward some silver." ”

Gu Xiaofan was immediately overjoyed, "Brother Shen is gracious, then Ah Xu and I will go to the banquet on time." ”

The corners of Lin Yiren's lips were slightly hooked, and the corners of his eyes swept over his words, only to see him sitting aside, frowning and rubbing the corners of his forehead, and couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart, sweeping away the previous haze.

The jade plate in the Pinxuan building is full of delicacies, and the singing and dancing building is unique, and it is famous in Yifan City. During the royal Baiju banquet, the dignitaries appeared in the Pinxuan Building especially often, just because of the ten-day martial arts competition, they set up a fight in the wide drunken gate opposite the restaurant. In other words, there must be a warm fragrant nephrite to serve diligently, but also a place to have the fragrance of pearls and emerald teeth and cheeks, and a place to watch the martial arts competition comfortably, except for Pinxuan Tower, there is no second place in Yifan City. At that time, the royal people from Xiao'an and the powerful officials will come here to watch the battle, there is such an opportunity to climb the high branches, how can the officials and gentry of Yifan miss it in vain?

When Lin Yiren, Yanxu, and Gu Xiaofan walked into Pinxuan Building, the restaurant was full of people. Behind the gauze curtain, the beautiful girl's slender fingers are lightly twisted, chanting and singing, on the platform, the Luo skirt is flying, the waist is soft, the lotus flower is stepping by step, the red fern is curling, such as the beautiful flower shining on the water, like the weak willow supporting the wind, the body is light like a swallow, and the streamer is flying. Gu Xiaofan had never seen such a graceful dance, and couldn't help but stop, looking at the beautiful and lovely woman for a moment.

Ding, the sound of the piano flickered, and pieces of flying flowers fluttered down from the stacked water sleeves, with the fragrance of the veins, swirling, fluttering, shrouding the small fan in layers of flying petals.

The soft and boneless girl had a pair of eyes that seemed to be happy but not happy, and gently swept over the two people standing on Gu Xiaofan's side. These two people are like clouds and elegant, Zhilan Yushu, beyond the world, at this moment they are all smiling, quietly looking at the girl in the flying flowers, their eyes are full of pampering love.

The girl's heart was slightly sour, the same person, a hundred lives, she was not worse than her, why didn't she meet such a beautiful man. The girl's eyes turned to look at Gu Xiaofan, on her thin and pale cheeks, her eyes were clear, pure as a spring, and the whole person was as clear as a lark in a mountain stream, without a trace of impurities. No one had ever watched her dance so intently, without lust or disambition, just staring blankly, admiring her dancing from the bottom of her heart.

At the end of the song, the restaurant was as noisy as ever, and the eyes that fell on the girl were withdrawn one after another, and they continued to talk about the upcoming martial arts competition and the selection exhibition of 100 kinds of best chrysanthemums.

The girl bowed and stepped back slightly. Two days later, more than 1,000 pots of famous chrysanthemums will compete in Yifancheng, and young heroes from all walks of life will also start a round of fierce competition. However, she suddenly opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and the blankness of her dream gradually appeared in her eyes.

The drunken gate is collapsing, the pillars are broken, the high platform is broken, the drums are rolling, and the flag is falling to the ground. Lin Yiren, Yanxu, and Gu Xiaofan heard a rumbling sound behind them, and looked back in shock, and there was already dust and smoke billowing in front of them, covering the clouds and the sun.

"It seems that Hall Master Shen can't be invited to today's banquet. Yan Xu looked at the stunned crowd around him.

"It's a pity that my silver two ......" Gu Xiaofan pouted, turned around and went out.

"Does this matter have anything to do with Gongzi Yan?" Lin Yiren looked thoughtful.

"It's not a big deal," Yan Xu said lightly, "but it's just a matter of postponing the royal hundred chrysanthemum banquet for a few days." ”

Lin Yiren's pupils shrank suddenly, and his words were so frank that he didn't make any denials. But why did he postpone the tournament, because he realized that the preparations could not be won, or was he waiting for some force to come to help?

However, regardless of the reason, the Lin Yi people have re-evaluated the power of the Glaive Kingdom in Yifan. Yan Xu only had to summon the Glaive Country last night, and today the drunken gate suddenly collapsed, this vigorous and resolute style not only shows the talent and courage of the latent person, but also shows the other side of Yan Xu's fierce and resolute.

Among those who prepare for the tournament, there must be subordinates who have words. As soon as Lin Yiren thought of this, he couldn't help but stroke his forehead, maybe that person would pass by Gong Mu Duan every day, calling him brother and brother, and everyone expected that they would respect their own affairs behind their backs, and each would be their master.

Out of Pinxuan Building, Gu Xiaofan was nowhere to be seen, Lin Yiren thought about her previous complaints, and reluctantly touched the money bag, her feelings for him were obviously far less than for Yinliang.

Yanxu looked at Lin Yiren, with a faint smile in his eyes, "That girl can't stop for a moment, most of them went back by herself." ”

"What about you?" said Lin Yi, "are you going back now, or are you going to meet someone?"

Yan Xu did not shy away from saying, "It's still early, why don't you and I act separately?"

"Good. Lin Yiren casually dusted off his sleeves, lifted his robe and walked away.

At the corner of the street, he had already seen the figure of Miyaki Duan, and Yanxu's deeds were probably difficult to hide today.

If Gu Xiaofan knew that Yan Xu and Lin Yiren were talking and laughing right now, they would be so angry that they would vomit blood. When the drunken door collapsed, she complained and left Pinxuan Building, but as soon as her front foot turned into the small street, she felt a chill in her back, Gu Xiaofan turned around vigilantly, and saw Nangong Ji's gloomy expression blocking the street entrance when she came, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she turned around and fled.

Since the two of them had an argument on the deck that day, Gu Xiaofan has never said a word to Nangong Ji again, but wherever Nangong Ji appeared, Gu Xiaofan had some heart palpitations. On the boat, thanks to Lin Yiren secretly protecting her all the way, Gu Xiaofan didn't provoke the little Yama King again, and when they arrived in Yifan, everyone parted ways, Gu Xiaofan finally breathed a sigh of relief, Nangong Ji, how did she know when he was moved by her? How did she know that he was willing to bear Ah Xu's palm for her?