General Cheng's mansion is big, but the decoration is simple, it can almost be said that the house is surrounded by four walls, and there are few maids and maids in the mansion. As soon as the people from the Flying Tiger Bureau arrived, plus several people from the Guanzhong Sword Sect, the maids were no longer enough. General Cheng had to call the cooks in the barracks to come to the mansion to serve before he barely passed. However, the banquet was brought by Mr. Ouyang, and it can be said to be extremely rich, delicious and delicious. The crowd drank and chatted, and the atmosphere was warm. All the people attending the meeting were enthusiastic heroes, and their words were full of sympathy. Peng Wuwang loves to tell jokes, talk funny, Peng is not afraid of wine to the cup, very heroic, Cheng Zhijie diligently advises wine, no shelf, Ouyang Xizhao is kind and kind, and has a wide range of knowledge, talking about the world's anecdotes, heroes and heroes, but also the turbulence of the mind, for a time, the wine is over thirty, the guests and hosts are happy.

This banquet was drunk until dusk, and everyone was still talking and reluctant to disperse. At this time, Ouyang Xizhao said that Cheng Zhijie's mansion was too simple and did not have the spirit of the general's mansion at all, and Cheng Zhijie sighed: "Fang has been peaceful for less than a few years today. The recent Xuanwumen Rebellion finally suppressed the rebellion of Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji. The people have just had a good life, how can we, who are officials, be luxurious and waste at will? Ouyang Lao'er, do you know that Fang's household today is less than three million, and one horse of silk can only be exchanged for one bucket of rice. Now, Nanfang Xiao Mo and Lin Shihong have not yet been pacified. The northern Shuofang Liang divisions all colluded with the Turks and went south at any time. The Eastern and Western Turks are still eyeing the Tang Dynasty, and they have never retreated from the intention of invading the south. This has calmed the military expenditures of all parties, and has left only four walls of my great general's mansion, hahaha." Hearing what Cheng Zhijie said was interesting, the Peng brothers and everyone in the dart game laughed. Ouyang Xizhao didn't smile, he stood up, hugged his fists respectfully and said, "General Cheng puts the people of the world first, has great ambitions, and is high-spirited, so he is ashamed of himself."

"Alas," Cheng Zhijie waved his hand and said with a smile, "Old Ouyang is polite. In fact, Cheng is rough and knows a fart. These words were all taught to me by Wei Zheng. I saw that he had a point, so I wrote it down. I only know how to go into battle and kill the enemy, and how to govern the country, but I really know very little. You can only do as much as you can."

Peng Wuwang was also amazed when he heard this, and said, "General Cheng, manpower is sometimes poor, how can you know everything, but as long as you go all out, you will have a clear conscience. If the officials of the Tang Dynasty are like General Cheng, the world will definitely be able to return to peace."

"Hehe, little brother, I didn't expect your mouth to be so sweet," Cheng Zhijie looked up to the sky and laughed, "Okay, let's have another drink." Although Peng Wuwang didn't dare to drink more, today he met a hero worthy of his lifelong admiration, and his heart was full of pride, and he drank and won again and again.

While everyone was having fun, a soldier in charge of guarding the gate of the mansion rushed in and announced, "General, there are people outside the gate who are begging to see them, saying that they have something important to report."

Peng Wuwang and Peng Wuxing stood up at the same time and said, "Our brother will go out and have a look, and we will be back in a while." Cheng Zhijie said with a smile: "Go and come back quickly, the wine here is waiting for you to come back." After that, everyone laughed again.

When the Peng brothers walked out of the door, they saw a dart leader handing over a note with a frightened expression, saying, "Three young darts head, it seems that something big has happened to the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau, and the old dart head has sent out an emergency carrier pigeon." Peng Wuwang hurriedly took the note, opened it, and wrote: "The dart game is in an emergency, hurry up to help."

"Oh no!" The Peng brothers glanced at each other and shouted at the same time.

The so-called flowers bloom twice, each with one branch. Don't ask Peng Wuhope, how Peng Wuxing can go through the starry night and gallop to the aid of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau. Let's talk about Peng Wuxin, the second young master of the Peng family, who set off at the same time as the two of them. Peng Wuxin led more than a dozen shrewd and capable executioners in the dart game, escorted seven cars of dowry, carried his father's letters, and marched to Yishan day and night. There was nothing else in his mind, and all that was shining was Fang Mengjing's shadow.

The various past events of Fang Mengjing, who first met Fang Mengjing in the Hangzhou Branch, surfaced one by one. At that time, in order to protect the world's first record, Fang Mengjing personally led the good hands of Yishan Tingsong Pavilion to the Hangzhou Branch of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau. It happened that Peng Wuxin was living in Hangzhou at that time, and he had the opportunity to personally meet the wise fairy who everyone admired in the martial arts. Fang Mengjing was dressed in men's clothes, white as snow, wearing a white scribe's hat, holding a folding fan, beautiful and refined, with a shining demeanor, which made people dare not force to look.

"I have heard for a long time that Peng Wuxin, the second son of Peng's dart game, is a first-rate person in the martial arts, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation." When Fang Mengjing saw Peng Wuxin, she said generously.

Peng Wuxin was amazed when he saw such a beauty, and hurriedly said: "I heard that the wise fairy fairy of the Seven Fairies of the martial arts is coming, and I have not greeted it from afar, and I ask for forgiveness."

Fang Mengjing laughed lightly and said, "Childe is serious. I have taken the liberty of visiting this time because I have something important to discuss."

Peng Wuxin said, "If the girl has any precious items to entrust, please just say it."

Fang Mengjing didn't answer him directly, and leisurely walked to the Danqing Immortal Picture of Peng Wuxin's new work hanging in the living room of the dart board, and watched silently for a long time, and suddenly said: "I heard that the penmanship of the second son of Peng's two-handed judge is derived from the true biography of Mr. Lu Lin of Taishan Yunyin, and it is innovative, and it can connect the eight veins and the twelve meridians of the human body, a total of 360 acupuncture points. I often thought that the rumors were a little exaggerated, but when I saw this immortal guide map today, I realized that Peng Ergongzi really deserved his name."

"Miss Fang," Peng Wuxin said in shock, "The girl has good eyesight, and Peng sincerely admires it." It turns out that this immortal guide map is Peng Wuxin when he was drunk, holding the pen in both hands, using the penmanship of the Taishan judge, starting from both sides of the pen, and drawing it at the same time. When I woke up, I couldn't draw the same good composition. It's just that the mystery of this painting is deeply hidden, even if Taishan Yunyin comes in person, because he doesn't understand Danqing, he can't see the mystery of this painting. Every time Peng Wuxin thinks about this, he often feels melancholy in his heart. At this time, Fang Mengjing broke through the mystery in one word, and she was really a once-in-a-lifetime bosom friend.

"The little woman's chaotic guessing made the son laugh." Fang Mengjing smiled lightly, and said, "This immortal guidance map must have been drawn by the prince with a pen in both hands, his left hand from left to right, and his right hand from right to left, at the same time. Childe's painting skills are exquisite, his left and right hands start to write at the same time, and the eyes of the immortals are affectionate on the left and right clothes, and there is no difference in the slightest, which is really rare."

Peng Wuxin said, "The girl has won the prize."

"The little woman has a word to say, I don't know if it's abrupt?" Fang Mengjing said again.

"Girl, but it doesn't hurt."

"When Childe made this painting, he was full of excitement, the sword rattling at the next brush, and the colors were strong and shining when he was inked, which was quite inconsistent with the modest and elegant, quiet and calm style of the immortals. However, Childe is so happy that this painting is straightforward, which shows that Childe is really ambitious, and he is by no means a person who escapes the world." Fang Mengjing said slowly.

The shock in Peng Wuxin's heart at this time was really difficult to describe with pen and ink, he slammed it to the ground and said in a deep voice: "Peng Wuxin has met a confidant today, and he is really fortunate to have three lives." It turned out that Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, opened the imperial examination system and recruited talents from all over the world.

Fang Mengjing was slightly blessed and said, "Mr. is serious, the little woman is vain, please don't be surprised."

She took out the "No. 1 Record in the World" from her arms and handed it to Peng Wuxin, and said, "This No. 1 Record in the World is in the hands of the Gui Dart Bureau, and I hope it will be delivered to Mr. Ouyang of the Guanzhong Divine Sword within three months."

Peng Wuxin was shocked: "This world's first record is widely implicated, and there are many coveters, I am afraid that the entire power of the poor dart bureau may not be able to be guaranteed."

Fang Mengjing said with a smile: "Martial arts fight, fighting wits but not strength, Gongzi is known as Zhixing, you should teach me."

Peng Wuxin suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "The girl has seen amazingly, and I admire it, if there is nothing else, I am willing to accompany the girl to visit the West Lake, which can ensure that the girl does not come to Hangzhou, which is known as paradise, for nothing."

Fang Mengjing smiled and said, "Childe is polite, the little girl is disturbed."

The next few days were Peng Wuxin's happiest years, he accompanied the woman who gradually became his favorite to visit the picturesque West Lake all day long, chanting poems and paintings, talking about the world and martial arts anecdotes. For so many days, Peng Wuxin couldn't wait to pour out his admiration to Fang Mengjing. Although Fang Mengjing politely refused, her words seemed to be merciful.

Later, Fang Mengjing left Hangzhou and returned to Yishan. Peng Wuxin fell ill and almost fell ill in bed. However, just a few days ago, a man who claimed to be a guest of Tingsong Pavilion asked to see Peng Wuxin and sent a note. There is a line of poetry written on it: A piece of lovesickness should be rewarded, and sincerity can be waited for the phoenix to nod. That handwriting is the silk flower Xiaokai that Fang Mengjing is good at. After receiving this love letter, Peng Wuxin recovered without medicine and was ecstatic, so he made this move.