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The smile on the corner of Xing Mingyang's mouth turned into an embarrassed look, like a silent slap on his face, all the flattery turned into self-inflicted affection at this moment, and the whole person became helpless.

He was still unwilling to give up, stopped in front of Nangong Hua, and when he heard his old friend, his original admiration turned into jealousy and anger, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and sneered at each other, "Who is it?" Could it be Miss Nangong's wishful husband? I would like to see if the other person is outstanding in learning, or is he amazing? ”

Ruyi Langjun four words, he gritted his teeth. There is an invisible undercurrent surging in the frolicking and shouting banquet. Xing Mingyang secretly clenched his fists.

"I haven't seen him yet."

Nangong Hua said with a smile, "But he said he would come." ”

Xing Mingyang's face changed, and he said sarcastically, "I don't think I heard that there are many talented people at the banquet, so I don't dare to come, right?" Some people who read books are too real, and although these words are ugly, they are also good medicine and bitter words, and they are contrary to their ears. ”

"Hmm...... I don't know if there are many talented people at the banquet, but the old man I am waiting for should be a little better than everyone here. At least what he dared to do, many people didn't dare. What he can do, many people can't. ”

"Oh?"

Xing Mingyang dragged his tone and put on a gesture of teaching, "I want to know which great talent is the one who has the ability to overwhelm the crowd and win the hearts of beauties?" ”

Several famous talents in Suzhou were at the banquet, and I don't know who dared to boast that Haikou would fight against three with one. Chen Zhongqing carried his head to the Accord, and set up a bureau to make the Qin family all over the house The matter is only a small spread, and it has not yet reached the point where everyone in the entire city of Hangzhou is well known.

Nangong Hua's red lips opened lightly, and she whispered, "The champion of the Hangzhou Word Review Association, Chen Zhongqing." ”

The corners of Xing Mingyang's mouth twitched, but in the end he didn't say anything, thinking that he was going to give Chen Zhongqing the next game, he just smiled and said, "Miss Nangong is so self-conscious." ”

Leaving this sentence, Xing Mingyang turned around and left, returned to his seat and picked up the wine glass, looking sullen.

Nangong Hua turned around and left expressionlessly, looking calm. I didn't put this episode in my heart at all, and I have seen a lot of angry literati, most of whom have no background and self-cultivation, just wishful thinking that they are talented and stand out from the crowd, but their true nature is exposed when they open their mouths and close their mouths.

Qiu Zishan patted Xing Mingyang's shoulder and said with relief, "Brother Mingyang, don't worry, wait for us to have a chance to make a fool of him in public, he hasn't appeared yet, isn't he just afraid of this full house of literati and artists, so he simply found an excuse not to come?" I see, this scholar's ability to spend money to buy the first words is not small, only whether there is ink in his chest, I am afraid that only he knows. ”

After speaking, the paper fan opened, and his expression was gloomy and treacherous.

Since he wanted to make him embarrassed in front of everyone, Qiu Zishan did some tricks that made him unable to concentrate on dealing with a few of them, and even prepared a packet of laxatives to pour into Chen Zhongqing's wine.

Anyway, this time I came with a provocative attitude, and there is no need to show mercy.

While the two were chatting, Xing Mingyang's eyes looked at the door and saw a familiar figure. He looked at the other party a little stunned, patted the Zanxian Guan next to him, and stretched out his finger to point at the door.

Zanxian Guan looked at the door, and then stopped laughing, just squinted his eyes and looked curiously at the reader who looked the same as on the previous portrait.

Hangzhou's number one talent, Chen Zhongqing, finally appeared.

The noise at the banquet slowly quieted down, and people kept noticing the young man who appeared at the door, and the chatter gradually subsided, and they were all vigilantly watching the young man's every move, afraid that the other party would enter the door with a head again.

However, Chen Zhongqing didn't say a word, just carried a long strip of cloth into the door, and walked directly to the middle of the Accord. Ye Huangchao did not appear, and the assassin still held his breath and did not move.

The audience was silent, and their eyes were focused on the gloomy young man, Nangong Hua's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

Qiu Zishan gestured to Zanxianguan's eyes, and the other party picked up the wine glass with understanding, walked towards him with the wine jug in his other hand, stopped directly in front of the other party, and said with a smile, "Gongzi Zhongqing, in Suzhou Zanxianguan, I heard that Gongzi's poems are a must-have in Hangzhou." I have the courage to ask Zhongqing Gongzi for advice, I don't know if Gongzi appreciates his face? ”

Chen Zhongqing didn't look at him, but looked at Su Zizhan and Xie Xuanzhen, frowned, and wanted to go over but was stopped by someone who came out of nowhere in front of him.

Chen Zhongqing's tone was cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Please get out of the way, I'm not free now." ”

Hearing Chen Zhongqing's resignation, Zanxian Guan was full of energy, he thought that the other party would not dare to take the challenge, so he further provoked, "It's strange, Zhongqing's son doesn't dare to compete, do you want to represent a Hangzhou city as a turtle with a shrunken head?" ”

The four words of the turtle shrunken, and the people around the audience frowned, and suddenly challenged Hangzhou City, this talented man is really good at picking time.

Are you planning to suppress the limelight of Hangzhou's No. 1 at Ye Guozhu's banquet?

Chen Zhongqing removed the strip of cotton cloth, revealing the pitch-black iron pipe, he stared at the other party's triumphant face, and said briefly, "I said it, get out." ”

Then he stretched out his hand, and before Zanxian Guan could react, he directly pushed the other party aside roughly. Zanxian Guan didn't react for a while, the whole person lost his center of gravity, and the originally high-spirited talent directly connected with people with tables and chairs, and fell to the ground with a bang, and under the eyes of everyone, he couldn't get up.

The audience was in an uproar.

Nangong Hua smiled flamboyantly, smiling at his ugly appearance.

"Chen Zhongqing, you bastard!"

Ignoring the curses of the people behind him, Chen Zhongqing walked straight to the middle of the banquet and said loudly at the top of his voice, "Aren't you showing up yet?" How long are you going to be a shrunken turtle? Maybe you don't know that the guys sent to intercept and kill are now dead and can't breathe anymore? ”

Everyone stared at him for some reason, but a few people dressed as scribes slowly stood up, their hands tucked into their sleeves, and their eyes stared at him gloomily.

Except for Zanxian Guan, who fell to the ground, who was still scolding, the rest of the people didn't say a word.

"Ye Guozhu has arrived!"

I don't know who shouted this sentence, everyone's eyes glanced from Chen Zhongqing in the center to the guest of honor at the Accord. From behind the screen where a hundred birds gathered, came a man with a cloak and hood, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, and his true appearance could not be seen.

At the same time, several people who stood up made a look at each other, and after a sound of brocade tearing, a bright knife shone out of their sleeves. It seemed that it was going according to the plan, one or two of them went straight to Chen Zhongqing, and the others slashed towards Ye Guozhu in the cloak.

The Assassin was revealed.

Seeing this scene, the audience panicked, and they crowded to flee outside the Accord Gate, but Nangong Hua did not move, she even wanted to run over to save Chen Zhongqing, who was intercepted and killed by the assassin.

The two Hu people who rushed towards Chen Zhongqing were ready to kill the scholar in front of them with a knife, and even felt that it was easier to kill him than to kill Ye Guozhu on the stage.

Zanxian Guan, who fell to the ground, faced the killer who rushed in his direction with a knife, his face was pale with fright, he didn't move, his hands subconsciously stopped in front of him, and he shouted in his mouth Don't kill me!

Chen Zhongqing, who was standing calmly in place, raised the iron pipe in front of him, aimed at the Hu man who came with a knife in front of him, and pulled the trigger.

The arquebus is burning.

Twenty steps.

Fifteen steps.

Ten steps.

The panicked crowd saw only a calm teenager facing the oncoming assassins, holding up a strange iron pipe and not taking a step back.

Five steps.

He even felt death closing in on him.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the two assassins who had just run in front of Chen Zhongqing only heard their eardrums After a loud bang, the iron pipe in front of him suddenly exploded into a bright spark, and then the heart-rending pain in his chest was hit by a powerful impact and rolled directly backwards.

Before he fell, the dead man saw the young man in front of him open his lips lightly and said three words flatly.

"Die."