A cow is struggling all the way in this world, and everyone has their own experiences and creations.

What did Yang Huaming do to make money so quickly, Yang Ruoqing didn't pay attention.

He is an adult, and adults are responsible for their actions.

She just needs to take care of herself.

When Xiaoyu sewed Wang Liang's clothes, washed them, dried them, and folded them neatly and returned them to Wang Liang, it was already noon on the sixth day of the first lunar month.

The sixth day of the first lunar month......

Yang Ruoqing looked in the direction of Licheng in the east.

At this point in time, Tang Yanzi should be attending the celebration banquet, right?

On the first day of the celebration feast, he should be back tomorrow.

Hehe, he left a big bowl of wild apple juice for him, and put it in the well.

……

Licheng a hundred miles away.

Nanwang Mansion.

The celebration banquet is set in an octagonal pavilion in the heart of the lake in the back garden of the palace.

The octagonal pavilion is spacious and comfortable, and the blinds made of green bamboo on eight sides are half-rolled and half-falling, cutting off the daylight from the pavilion.

On the surface of the lake outside the pavilion, lotus leaves are thick, and pink lotus flowers exude fragrance.

Inside the pavilion, the low desk made of pear blossom wood is neatly arranged.

Delicacies, melons, fruits and wines make people feel like they are in a fairyland.

The middle-aged man sitting on the main seat had a Chinese face and a beard, although he came with the help of a pair of crutches.

But when he sat down, his gaze swept over the seats.

The dazzling light of those tiger eyes is extremely deterrent and does not dare to be underestimated.

His gaze swept around, and a loud voice sounded in the gazebo.

"It's such a hot summer, everyone comes to my Nanwang Mansion, and my Nanwang Mansion is shining."

"I sincerely invite you to come over, the so-called two things."

"First, congratulations to General Luo Fengtang Luo, the newly promoted commander of the guard in Licheng."

"Second, in the last incident of the Peach Blossom Nunnery, the little girl was besieged by barbarians, but fortunately, General Luo rushed to the aid in time to resolve the little girl's crisis."

"I, Luo Feixiong, am grateful!"

Speaking of this, Nan Wangye clenched his fists with both hands and arched towards Luo Fengtang, who was sitting on the left side of the head.

"General Luo is a little girl's life-saving father, please forgive Luo for being disabled and inconvenient to get up and thank you......"

Nan Wangye's words focused the attention of everyone in the pavilion on Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang got up busily and stood as straight as a benchmark.

He clasped his hands into fists and returned a salute to the Lord Nan on the throne.

"It is the duty of a soldier to protect the people of Daqi, and the prince is serious!" He said.

Nan Wang Ye looked at the tall and straight young general in front of him, dressed in silver armor, and nodded secretly.

This person is still young, but his words and deeds are calm.

I heard that Orion was born in the mountain village, but I haven't seen any big scenes.

But today's banquet in this pavilion is all celebrities and powerful people from all walks of life in Licheng.

In this kind of scene, this Luo boy can be calm, neither humble nor arrogant.

Not bad, not bad!

Lord Nan's appreciation of Luo Fengtang in his heart has improved again.

The county lord of Bingqing, who was sitting behind the prince of Nan, looked at Luo Fengtang without blinking with a pair of wonderful eyes.

The waves are like water, and the shyness is unstoppable.

The guests who went to the banquet below all smiled knowingly when they heard Lord Nan's words.

Some echoed in public and praised Luo Fengtang.

In the seat, there was a person with gloomy eyes and a look of disdain.

When his eyes fell on the county lord of Bingqing, he happened to bump into the county lord who was blushing and peeking at Luo Fengtang.

He gritted his teeth secretly, the muscles on his cheeks couldn't help but stalk, and he pinched the fingers of the wine glass hard, and then harder.

It seems that that is Luo Fengtang's bones, he wants to crush them!

Nan Wang Ye introduced everyone during the banquet, and invited the singers of the house to perform songs and dances on the open white jade platform under the pavilion.

The sound of the piano was faint, and the dance must be, and the man put down the wine cup in his hand and stood up.

He bowed his hand to the southern prince on the main seat, "Lord, such a beautiful day, and all of you here are all celebrities and celebrities in our Licheng, just watching these singers sing songs is inevitably a bit monotonous." ”

Nan Wang Ye was talking sideways to Luo Fengtang on the left, and when he heard this person's words, he turned his head and his eyes fell on the person who spoke.

The young man who spoke was called Kang Sheng, and his father was one of the few great squires in Licheng.

All the tea cloth in Licheng belongs to the Kang family.

In addition, forging, quarrying, and building chariot and horse war equipment, the Kang family is second to none.

His father and Nan Wang Ye are also world friends.

"Well, it's a bit tedious indeed. So what better is what Kang Xian's nephew proposes? Lord Nan asked.

Kangsheng held his head high, and the corners of his lips hooked a touch of confidence.

"Today, we gather here to celebrate General Luo's achievements."

"General Luo killed barbarian soldiers, beheaded cults, and was brave and unparalleled."

"Forgive me for taking the liberty of inviting General Luo to dance the sword together, I don't know what General Luo thinks?"

Kangsheng asked.

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the banquet was in an uproar, and they exchanged their heads in private.

The Kang family is the leading squire in Licheng, and there are not only people in the clan who are officials in the court, but also the family industry involves all aspects.

The Kang family is wealthy, and Kang Sheng, as the eldest son of the family, is inclined to him with all the resources.

Old man Kang specially found a master to teach him kung fu, and when he was young, he heard that a sword had been danced superbly, and the gods and ghosts cried together.

Many people have heard of this, but very few have seen it with their own eyes.

As for the newly promoted Luo Fengtang, this official position is nothing in the eyes of these people.

There are more officials who are bigger than this.

It's just that the other party is the VIP of Lord Nan, and he is also the protagonist of today's banquet.

Everyone was naturally a little curious about Luo Fengtang's force value.

Hearing that Kangsheng took the initiative to invite Luo Fengtang to dance the sword together, everyone lengthened their necks and wanted a wonderful wall.

On the main seat, Nan Wang Ye heard Kang Sheng's words and groaned.

Then he turned his inquiring gaze to Luo Fengtang, who was in the lower left.

"General Luo, I don't know what you think?"

Feeling that everyone's eyes were on him again, Luo Fengtang put down the wine cup.

The long body is jade, and his eyes sweep over everyone.

"It's rare for you to be happy today, so I'll make a fool of myself and cheer everyone up!"

Hearing that Luo Fengtang accepted the invitation, a cold smile crossed the eyes of Kang Sheng opposite.

Boy, dare to dance the sword on the same stage with this son?

I'm going to teach you what it means to be 'self-inflicted.'"

Here, Lord Nan was in a good mood when he saw these two young people dancing with swords.

He raised his hand and ordered the attendants who were waiting beside him: "Go, bring the sword from my study." ”

Kangsheng stopped with a smile.

"That sword is the prince's beloved thing, and when the prince assisted the saint to break into the world, he carried that sword."

"The younger generation is just a sword dance, how dare you use that sword when you laugh?"

Kang Sheng said, glancing at the attendant behind him.

The attendant brought a sword more than three feet long, and the scabbard was extremely beautiful, and it was carved with intricate patterns.

The hilt of the sword is made of ebony wood and tied with a red silk thread.