After three glasses of wine, many people turned into bitter gourd faces, and this fairy was too drunk.

It's not that everyone can't drink enough, it's mainly because it's the first time I've come into contact with such a high number of liquors, which is the Yanzhao flavor of Zhending City, and the liquor content provided is also about half lower.

Although the taste of the liquor was unpleasant, everyone did not regret it at all, on the contrary, they were very excited.

The land under his feet, which was the land of Zhao during the Warring States Period, was occasionally taken by the Yan State, and was the battlefield frontier of the two countries.

Naturally, everyone knows that the Zhao family is the descendants of the Zhao royal family.

The wind and the flow are always blown away by the rain and wind, and every family has a prominent history. You sing and I appear, there is no family without its own history.

What was really surprised was the origin of the Fan family, after all, at this time it was still the reign of the emperor of the Liu family, and in the process of establishing the old Liu family, Fan Xu was undoubtedly a figure who had to be mentioned.

Zhao Yun didn't care what they thought in their hearts, and recruited Fan Meng to him again: "You immediately make a list, there is a group of martial arts similar to you, and there are another batch of people who can go through ten moves in your hands." ”

"What if you can't even make ten moves?" Fan Meng only went down and ate two glasses of wine just now, and the excitement in his heart at this moment was not comparable to a glass of wine that he didn't drink.

"It's also counted as a batch," Zhao Yun explained: "The two around me are both masters, so naturally I have to compete with the two of them, and I'll leave the rest to you!" ”

In the past, everyone only had the Zhending Zhao family in their eyes, but at this moment, they found that the Fan family's heritage is not small, and it is worthy of being the second Zhending family.

An order was issued, and the subordinates set it up in no moment.

"Since ancient times, Yan Zhao has been a lot of chivalrous, how can people really eat wine without color?" Zhao Yun pointed to the table that had just been set up next to him: "The sword dance that Fan Meng said at first, let's start at this moment." ”

"Yun Lai to introduce the two neighbors around him, on the left is Yun's eldest brother, Zhang He and Zhang Junyi, who have been at sea for nine years and will return today. Next, Wu Qiong is ready to dance with him. ”

"The one on the right is Yun's junior brother Xiahou Lan Xiahou Zhongzheng, who is skilled in martial arts, he is in charge of the sword dance on the left, and Qi Tai is the first to go down."

"Brother Fan Meng, everyone is familiar with it, Yun won't introduce much, start the sword dance on the right, and you will come out."

It is enough to preside over it, and the following procedures will be handed over to Zhao Qingsong to do.

It's just that no matter which loser it is, he can get a glass of wine from Zhao Yun himself.

Fan Shan used to crisscross the countryside, and although he has been in the shadow of the Zhao family, he has also learned more.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Yizi actually wanted to take this opportunity to recruit people, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

From then on, everyone who went out would mention the opportunity they had at the Fan family's banquet.

With the footsteps of the sons, the Fan family has changed from a real local tyrant to a real wealthy family because of the spread of everyone.

Fame, sometimes it's as simple as that, needs a way to spread.

The most surprising thing is the Zhending people who are here, there is no need to say that the literary talent of the Zhao family Qilin'er is needless to say, now when he goes out, he can straighten his chest and say to others that so-and-so is really determined so-and-so, among which is Zhao Yun's credit.

It's not a secret that the Zhao family knows martial arts, but when will Zhao Yun have a master again? The Zhao family itself is known for its martial arts, and there is a mysterious master, do you want people to live?

In the eyes of the small and medium-sized family in Zhending, Zhao Qingsong is more familiar, and most of the family heads here have dealt with him.

Zhang He has been almost crazy since noon, and most of the time it has become an ornament.

He took the lead in the middle of the stop, and his feet were not eight: "Wu Qiong come forward!" ”

Wooden swords were specially prepared during the banquet to prevent anyone from being injured. Zhang He took a sword flower in his hand, familiar with the weight.

Wu Qiong looked very calm, he swept the wooden sword, and said, "Brother Zhang, Qiong is offended." ”

"You try to attack," Zhang He's face was cool: "I asked you to make ten moves, and only one sword." ”

But he said that Wu Qiong was the most outstanding one of the Wu family in Zhending Sanliting, and he didn't think that Zhang He was bragging, after all, he had been at sea for nine years and had experienced countless battles.

He took a deep breath: "Then Joan is presumptuous, Brother Zhang looks at the sword!" ”

I saw that the wooden sword was stabbed in the chest, and when it was about to reach the body, it suddenly changed direction, and the tip of the sword rose and went straight to the throat.

Zhang He seems to be careless, but in fact, he has already been engrossed, and he can't afford to lose that person in front of his hometown fathers.

His father Zhang Shiping's ancestral home was Hejian, and after swearing to Zhao Meng, he moved his family over, and he can be regarded as a real person.

His eyes were like torches, in fact, at the same time as Wu Qiong took out the sword, he felt that the wooden sword was showing signs of going up, seemingly casual, but it moved half a step to the right in the electric light.

The instantaneous change of position made Wu Qiong stunned, and the opponent suddenly moved to his left, if he fought to the death, he felt that he was already a dead man.

Fortunately, Zhang He did not attack, still took a defensive position, and waited for Wu Qiong to turn around and adjust his posture to attack again.

In the sword dance area on the left, Xia Houlan was extremely excited, and he sensed that his senior brother was creating opportunities for himself.

As long as Fan Shan has a good impression of himself, coupled with Zhao Yun's matchmaking, marrying Fan Juan is just around the corner.

"Brother Qi Xian, Lan and Brother Zhang have the same conditions." Xia Houlan forcibly suppressed the restlessness in her heart, and immediately rushed towards her opponent with a breath like a mountain.

Qi Tai was suppressed a little breathless, as a native of his hometown, he didn't even know when the boss of the Xiahou family had a master.

Even if the other party didn't draw his sword, the faint coercion made him have to take two steps back to stabilize his figure.

"Brother Xiahou, you are hiding so deeply!" Qi Tai smiled bitterly: "In the past, someone once said that a ranger provoked you and was blown away by a blow. ”

"The situation can't be too retreating, offended!"

Before he finished speaking, the wooden sword flew out and stabbed Xia Houlan's right eye.

The sword dance in the middle started first, he learned Wu Qiong's lesson, and said in his heart, I stab you in the right eye, you dodge to the right, then your left side will not be exposed to my sword.

It's a pity that he couldn't do what he wanted at all, only to see Xiahou Lan's wooden sword attack like lightning, making a clear snapping sound, and Qi Tai almost couldn't hold it.

The other party's wooden sword also took advantage of the situation to compare with Qi Tai's left chest, which frightened him and quickly jumped back.

Xia Houlan didn't seem to smile, she didn't stab at all, after all, she said that she was good at blocking ten swords.

The biggest movement was on the right side where Fan Meng was, and it was impossible for him to make the same words as those two to concede the Ten Swords.

Picked up the sword to adapt to the weight, roared with the momentum of Mount Tai, slashed the wooden sword as a knife, and attacked the head of Zhi Qian.

Zhao Yun was also happy when he saw it, and almost laughed out loud.

"Yun'er, what's the matter?" Fan Shan didn't know martial arts, and when he saw that his nephew was fighting fiercely, he thought it was the most powerful on the right.

"It's okay," Zhao Yun shook his head: "There is still a sword, Brother Huzi should fight back." ”

Sure enough, Zhang He snorted lightly: "It's my turn!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the wooden sword reached Wu Qiong's chest and stopped there.

Although he knew that it was made of wood, he would not pierce it, but Wu Qiong still felt cold all over his body.

He smiled bitterly: "Joan is not as good as admitting defeat in the next!" ”

"Wu Qiong is here," Zhao Yun said with a smile, "Drink this cup full." The eldest brother is a third-rate general, and you are not wronged if you lose to him. ”

Next, Zhao Qingsong announced Zhang He's next opponent.

For a while, in the hall, which was lit by candlelight as if it were daylight, three places kept changing people.

Even if it's a wooden sword, how many times have you ever seen such a wonderful sword dance? They were all fascinated by it, and cheered from time to time.