Xu Chuan walked in front with Shu Xi and Pei Nanwei, and Xu Fengnian and Xu Zhihu followed behind.

Under the guidance of the old monk, the group soon arrived at a very elegant-looking wing.

After a few simple words, the monks retreated.

In the wing room, Xu Chuan chatted for a while, and the food was prepared and sent in one by one.

It can be seen that it took a lot of effort, not to mention the color, flavor, and flavor, and even the ingredients seem to be carefully selected and quite fresh.

Xu Zhihu said while eating chaos: "I have come to this Baoguo Temple many times, and they are the most attentive to the food this time, and it is really the face of the king of Qingcheng." ”

Xu Chuan took a sip of the tender and delicious mushroom soup, and said with a smile: "It's just that I'm afraid of the brute strength of my martial artist, a little notoriety, where is it commendable." ”

Xu Fengnian said with feeling: "All wisdom must be implemented with enough force in the end, otherwise it is just nonsense in the mirror." ”

Xu Chuan glanced at him, smiled, did not answer, and tasted the food by himself.

On the other side, Xu Zhihu chuckled and said to Xu Fengnian: "Let's not talk about the relationship between force and resourcefulness, today the sister of Wang Bazhi of Baoguo Temple can go and argue with those scholars." ”

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "There's no need to participate, I, the son of Beiliang, don't have a good reputation in the eyes of these scholars, so it's okay to listen to it." ”

After breakfast, while the distinction between Wang Ba and Wang Ba had not yet begun, the group went to see the peonies in Baoguo Temple under the leadership of Xu Zhihu.

Most of the peonies in Baoguo Temple have passed, Yao Huang Wei Zi two kinds of tribute peonies compete for the glory of the grand scene is no more, only some of the relatively mediocre quality is still blooming, such as the Mokui peony that hides flowers in the leaves and leads to the reduction of the style, but it is still a piece of green, colorful, so that Pei Nanwei, who has always been cold and elegant, also has a smile from time to time.

Whenever this time, Xu Zhihu would always take her hand and quip: "Sister, laughing, I'm afraid that the peonies in this temple are not as good as my sister's three-point color, and I can't complain that King Qingcheng likes it so much." ”

Hearing this, Pei Nanwei subconsciously glanced at Xu Chuan, and when she saw that Xu Chuan was looking at her with blazing eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

She pursed her lips, suppressed some joy in her heart, and responded softly: "My sister said that I laughed, I think my sister's delicate appearance is really the king of flowers." ”

Xu Zhihu also responded with a smile, and it was not difficult to see a bit of compliment in his words.

Pei Nanwei knew in her heart that with the identity of the eldest daughter of the other party Xu Xiao, she was actually much higher than a nameless person like her, even if she was still the princess of Jing'an who had been on the surface, she was far inferior to the other party.

At this moment, the reason why this Xu Zhihu treats her as an equal, and even compliments her a little, is entirely because of the gentle and approachable man in white beside him.

The world says that he is brutal, murderous, and fearful of his reputation like a tiger, but since these days of coming up with it, she knows very well that the other party can be said to be the most free and casual person she has seen over the years.

As long as he doesn't provoke him, even the most ordinary Fengzi Battalion soldiers can talk to him without any scruples.

is also extremely respectful and cared for her, making her feel a sense of security that she has never felt before.

If she was committed to him out of desperation at the beginning, then at this moment, she has unconsciously put the other party into her heart.

It was he who took her away from the demonic Jing'an Palace, and it was he who gave her this stable and decent life now, so that she no longer had to be afraid.

She smiled and chatted with Xu Zhihu briefly, but her eyes always unconsciously fell on the handsome and surging man beside her, and the affection in her eyes became more and more intense.

Xu Chuan on the side also seemed to feel something, he turned his head sideways and glanced at Pei Nanwei, and gently held the other party's small hand.

After wandering around like this for a while, it took almost two hours.

There was still some time before lunch, and the group tasted tea in an elegant Zen room, and the person who made the tea was also interesting, it was a graceful Taoist aunt named Xu Huipu, who was a descendant of the Xu family of the Gumu, and the reason why he could appear here to make tea was mostly because he was half of Xu Zhihu's close friend.

Xu Chuan glanced at her briefly, about this woman, he vaguely remembered that it seemed that she was married to the Jiangxin Yu family, and she also had a relationship with Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie.

Here, I don't know if it's for Xu Fengnian, the son of Beiliang, or for him, the king of Qingcheng.

Xu Chuan thought of this, but he didn't care much, let alone a little Dao Gu, even if the Jiang Xinyu clan behind her was nothing?

He doesn't bother to care about the dirty things of these clans, he doesn't care about what they are thinking, and if he crosses the line, he just warns him.

So, he drank tea quietly, and didn't talk to Xu Huipu's verbal temptations from time to time, but only occasionally talked and laughed with Shu Xi and Pei Nanwei.

Xu Huipu was a little discouraged, and the rumors in the family asked her to explore the reality of the King of Qingcheng, she actually had some interest in the King of Qingcheng, after all, she had done a lot of great things, although she had a reckless style, but her strength had reached a certain level, and the reckless man had become the overlord, which actually faintly meant killing one person for the crime of killing ten thousand people.

However, the king of Qingcheng made it clear that the carriage and horses ignored her, and there was no feedback from the temptation intentionally or unintentionally, and while she was discouraged, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

On the other hand, Xu Zhihu, who originally had a good relationship with her, was also playing with Xu Fengnian at the moment, and he had no intention of relieving her at all.

Xu Huipu's face was slightly unsightly, and at this time, Xu Chuan's voice sounded: "The guests' tea is gone, and I don't know how to continue it, who is still showing it with such a bitter face?" ”

Xu Huipu's face changed, and then he hurriedly squeezed out a smile, and was about to pour tea and open his mouth to defend one or two, but Xu Chuan pulled Pei Nanwei and Shu Xi up and said, "That's it, the tea is also drunk, let's go to this Baoguo Temple again." ”

With that, he took the two of them and left directly.

Xu Zhihu glanced at Xu Huipu, who was a little pale, laughed secretly in his heart, and pulled Xu Fengnian to follow directly, and the others also got up and left together.

In just a moment, only Xu Huipu was left in the meditation room.

Xu Huipu's face was sometimes angry and frightened, and after a long time, she slowly got up, went out from the back door of the meditation room, and went straight to the tea mountain.

There is a bamboo building on the tea mountain, and in front of the bamboo building, there is an old man with white hair sitting on a bamboo chair, and a lion cat with the same snow-white hair squatting on his lap.

Seeing Xu Huipu coming, he was just about to say something, when suddenly a sword intent erupted from Xu Huipu's body.

The countless blades around him swirled and converged under an invisible force, and in an instant, a sword qi several meters long suddenly fell towards the old man.

This old man is the old man in the Jiangnan Shi Group who is too old to be old.

Even if it is Yu Lian, who is sitting in the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Ministers and the head of the Jiangxin Yu family, Lu Daolin, the head of the Lu family in Huting, and Xu Gong, the general of Long Xiang, these famous elders in Luzhou, they have to answer respectfully when they see this person.

With his identity, few people dared to draw a sword against him, and the arrogant and wanton posture of this sword did not take him seriously at all.

A trace of long-lost horror appeared in Yu Jiankang's eyes, because he felt a sense of death from this sword.

The majestic true qi in his body gushed out, and with a hoarse shout, his withered hands tore out sharp claws and the wind towards the sword that rolled up the leaves in the sky.

Rumble!

The fallen leaves in the sky were torn apart, and his whole body instantly collapsed the bamboo chair under him, and he fell to the ground half-lying.

His hair was messy, his breath was languishing, and he didn't have the ease of being at ease.

"Ancestor!"

Xu Huipu exclaimed, and was about to step forward to check.

However, where did Yu Jiankang dare to let her get close again, he almost desperately roared: "Get out, get away!" ”

Xu Huipu was so frightened that her face was pale, trembling, and she didn't dare to speak, nor did she dare to continue to approach.

Yu Jiankang suppressed the fear and anger in his heart, and ordered with some difficulty: "Go and inform the Yu family immediately and find some medical officers to come over." ”

Seeing that Xu Huipu had to say more, he suddenly became angry and said, "Don't go yet!" ”

Xu Huipu hesitated for a moment and had to leave immediately.

Yu Jiankang was lying on the ground, it was difficult to move, so he could only breathe slowly, calm the injuries in his body, and wait for the arrival of the medical hall.

At this time, in the bamboo forest not far away, Lu Baijie walked over, looking at the miserable Yu Jiankang, he couldn't help but think of the scene when the king of Qingcheng first entered the palace, and he ended up like this at that time.

It seems that every place that this Qingcheng King goes to, he has to beat the top people in that place to establish his authority.

He couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and said: "It's an honor for you old guy to get King Qingcheng to take action personally, after all, you let King Qingcheng make a move before, but that Zhao Xuansu and Han Mink Temple, they are dead, you are still alive, and King Qingcheng is really merciful." ”

Yu Jiankang's eyes were very cold, but that trace of fear could not be forgotten for a long time.

According to the consistent style of many families in Jiangnan Province, hands-on is usually used as a means to finish, where is there a beginning, obviously not doing anything, just a simple test or two, and directly give you a sword?

Young people don't talk about martial arts!

He coughed twice and said, "This Qingcheng King has suddenly emerged, and it is a threat to many people, especially under the pressure of the royal family, can you Lu Clan stay out of the matter?" ”

Lu Baijie said calmly: "No matter how much pressure the royal family has, it can't beat a land immortal who is close to the end of the day, the royal family can't kill my entire Lu clan, but he can, do you think, how much stronger can your Yu clan be than my Lu clan?" ”

He looked at the embarrassed old guy and said, "I advise you, don't continue to die, otherwise next time, I'm afraid you won't have the opportunity to talk this nonsense to me." ”

He turned around and didn't stay long, he was just here for Xu Huipu, but now, as long as Yu Jiankang, an old immortal, doesn't want to really die, he won't let Xu Huipu plan anything against King Qingcheng.

Believing in this sword, it has already given the Yu clan an extremely serious warning.

On the other side, Xu Chuan looked in the direction of the tea mountain as if he was aware of the sword intent erupting, and he smiled vigorously, so he didn't pay attention.

The group walked around and dispersed, and Xu Chuan occasionally heard some scholars talking about the scriptures, and as he listened, some of the thoughts in his heart before also disappeared.

The size of a country, force is important, but the rule of culture is also extremely crucial, and he also wants to turn on some so-called great talents to assist the left.

But these scholars, who have read the scriptures for decades, have not reached the level of so-called great talent in his heart.

He finally understood that after all, not everyone was Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and not everyone was Cao Changqing.

He needs more pragmatic skills than clear talk.

After a while, there were no additional episodes because of Pei Nanwei and Shu Xi's beauty, even if they were playing alone, no one dared to come forward to talk.

It's really notorious.

At this time, the annual distinction between kings and overlords also began.

There is a meandering water in Baoguo Temple, a famous person sits on the ground along the corridor along the water, and the wine glass floats in front of whom, there is a beautiful maid who is responsible for holding it up, and handing it over to the debater.

When the debater has drunk it all, he can express his heart, if it arouses resonance and applause, he can drink again, if he talks generally, he must punish himself with three cups, and once someone gets up to refute it, the loser will have to leave.

Xu Chuan, the king of Qingcheng, is the highest in the audience in terms of identity, so naturally someone took the initiative to welcome him.

Pei Nanwei didn't like this kind of occasion, so she didn't follow, Shu was afraid that something would happen to her, so she didn't continue to pester Xu Chuan, not to mention, she was not interested in such a boring debate, so she happened to play with Pei Nanwei.

Not long after Xu Chuan sat down alone, he saw that Xu Fengnian had entered the scene with a down-and-out scholar at some point.

Xu Chuan roughly knew the identity of the scholar, but his previous thoughts had already been lost, and he didn't plan to cut off the beard, but just listened to the debate of those celebrities quite casually like listening to a play.

These so-called celebrities and gentlemen really have something in their stomachs, and Xu Chuan occasionally listens to them fascinated, whether they agree with the two or not, at least they are very interesting, and the collision of different positions and concepts really has a bit of the style of arguing about the sword.

On the other side, Pei Nanwei and Shu Xi swam out of Baoguo Temple at some point, and they didn't know what Shu Xi said, which caused Pei Nanwei's face to blush, and his demeanor was so prosperous that many scholars were hot.

Most of the people who can't enter the club are some unpopular scholars, these guys may be able to hear the name of King Qingcheng of Xu Chuan, but they don't know much about what he looks like and who is around him, and they are naturally a little uncontrollable when they see such a stunning beauty.

However, they also know that the people who come to this Baoguo Temple are either rich or expensive, especially Pei Nanwei and Shu Shu's appearance and dress, which are even more extraordinary, and they are definitely not from small households, but they don't dare to take it seriously, just take a few glances and chat.

At this time, the laughter outside the temple gate suddenly attracted the attention of Pei Nanwei and Shu Xi, and when they looked up, it was a group of richly dressed sons and daughters who were holding stones and smashing a ragged little girl in the pool not far away.

Seeing a stone right on the chest of the little girl, with a bang, those men and women all opened their mouths to make friends, but the little girl shook it unbearably, and still didn't dodge, just stood in the water and said with a crying voice: "I don't dare to pick it up anymore, I don't dare anymore!" ”

Shu glanced at it shyly, but there was not much to do, because she had been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, she had long been used to seeing such things, not to mention, her life when she was a child was not necessarily much better than this beggar-like little girl, she couldn't manage it, and she didn't want to take care of it.

But Pei Nanwei can't see such a human tragedy, if she is still the princess of Jing'an, she will definitely not have much trouble, because the king of Jing'an is not her reliance but a dream demon, she speaks, it will only bring greater misfortune to this little girl, but at this moment, she is extraordinarily confident to stop all this.

She took a few steps forward and scolded with a bit of anger: "Stop! ”