Wenchen military generals, Shang Confucian Daojia, and the banquet of hundreds of people was a bad thing for Zhongxi Hou.

Zhongxi Hou He is also a person, there are countless people who want to make friends with the climbing nature, this member is ready to give away a mansion, and that son has already prepared Mei Ji. I almost didn't eat Zhong Xihou alive, but fortunately, there were two people next to Zhong Xihou, a red-haired, exotic and attractive beauty, and the reckless man who was so vulgar that he didn't pay attention to it.

That is, Zang Yan coughed a few times, and Yan Hudeliang looked at him, and people began to converge, understanding the sense of proportion and knowing the rules. The most inevitable thing at the banquet is naturally a toast, Zhong Xihou is ordained Zhong Nanyan, you can drink, don't be greedy, so his amount of wine is indeed not very good, and his wine is not very good.

is also lucky, fortunately, there are two people around him, a red-haired dancer who is crawling in the dust, and Yan Hu Deliang, who has several large vats of spirits in his stomach, not only does not react at all, but also can hide the smell of alcohol without revealing it.

Therefore, Zhong Xihou did not drink a few cups.

It's also interesting to think about, the last Zhumen night banquet, although not as lively as today, but there are a lot of visitors. looked at Zang Yan sideways, and couldn't help but laugh, last time, she was a subordinate for people to enjoy the dance, and when the banquet opened again, she jumped into a guest.

Zhong Xihou's identity, in addition to the city lord who never sleeps, is naturally the most famous swordsman.

There was a person who went to the banquet, I didn't know whether to say that he was not interested, or whether to say that this person understood people's hearts, he quipped: "I have always heard that the wind is like a dancing goose, and the world is not as good as the world, and I really want to see the wonder of the dancing sword." ”

Someone started, and naturally some people would continue to pick up the words, and in an instant, the entire banquet hall was boiling, almost all of them let Zhongxi Hou show his hand. But these people are also funny and funny, Zhong Xihou, who is it? In addition to being a dancing swordsman, he is also the lord of a city, how can a person of this status satisfy people's desires if he is a villain casually coaxing.

Yan Hudeliang sneered a few times and continued to drink, he quietly waited for Zang Yan's reaction.

Interesting, the first time Zhong Xihou saw Zang Yan, as a messenger, this dancing girl did not give Zhong Xihou a little face.

The second time Zhongxihou saw Zang Yan, as a dancing girl, the daughter of the old man actually took out a sword to assassinate Zhongxihou.

It stands to reason that the meaning of Zang Yan following Zhongxihou's side should be to humiliate him, or take the opportunity to take his life.

So, what is she angry about?

Today's red-haired beauty has faded the style she has been showing off for seven or eight years, her eyes and eyebrows are full of fierceness, just like a rare red-haired blood wolf pounced into the hound fence, although it is difficult to beat, but it is still on guard.

It is true that few people in the banquet can move, or ridicule and ridicule to make Zhongxi Hou move, but it does not mean that there is none, for example, the little prince who is wearing a black python dragon robe and a black gold phoenix crown, Zhu Yinuo.

I saw him holding Jin Jue in his hand, supporting his cheekbones with one hand, and said slowly: "The rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes, but a big jar of dyeing cloth is a jar, obviously a gray linen cloth, stirring and stirring in the tank, dyed bright yellow, I thought I could make a dragon robe, who doesn't understand, in the end, it is not smeared with white ash to make mourning clothes." ”

Zhong Xihou was still happy, just watch him raise a glass of wine, a glass of wine, but he toasted everyone and drank it all. As he himself said before, although it is a pride to drink it all, but when you drink it all, where can you still taste the deliciousness of wine.

"Yes, after all, linen can only be dressed in linen, but no matter how good the handmade silk satin, it still can't withstand the gentle pulling of the branches, little prince, do you think it's right?"

When Zhu Yinuo heard this, he humiliated himself and didn't have any dirty words, so he saw him tap the table, as if he was about to stand up and scold the street. Fortunately, the person sitting next to him was Mo Ming, who was invited back by the people of the palace just after he set off. At the moment when his right hand was slightly raised, Mo Ming tapped Zhu Yinuo's knee from below, a nerve reflex arc, and Zhu Yinuo couldn't raise his hand.

But he couldn't raise his hand without tightening, but he could still stand up. I saw him stand up angrily, and after a while, his arm was able to move, and then he made up for the heavy shot.

Mo Ming gently pulled Zhu Yinuo's sleeve, but Zhu Yinuo ignored it, but became emotional and took the case. This little prince of Jinling was rude at all, so he blushed, pointed at Zhongxihou with his finger, and shouted: "Everyone says that your swordsmanship is the best in the world, but I don't see you on the Qingfeng list, it's really ridiculous to spread false rumors." ”

"Yinuo!" Although the old prince is old, he can hear this "Yinuo", and his body is extremely tough.

Without waiting for the old prince to say anything, Zang Yan, who was sitting beside Zhongxi Hou, couldn't stand the temper of this little prince of Jinling, so he went out and used the small sword to change the target to assassinate Zhu Yinuo.

Xiao Liang on her side pressed her wrist to make her unable to move, turned her head and wanted to glare at the brute, but when she really turned her head, she saw Xiao Liang's eyes that were fiercer and colder than a wolf, but obediently stopped moving.

Yan Hude really couldn't figure out if this woman's brain was broken, how could it be more disgusting than the little girl surnamed Qu, not long ago she was just a dancing girl in the palace for people to play, but now she just changed her master, and she even started barking at her former master like a white-eyed wolf.

The old prince naturally saw the dancing girl's movements, and didn't pay attention to it, just smiled, raised his wine glass, and said: "This doll doesn't like to read, and her words and deeds are less restrained. ”

After that, the old prince drank it all, Mo Ming pulled Zhu Yinuo down, raised the teacup and saluted the old prince first, and then faced Zhong Xihou, and said: "Zhong City Lord Mo Xiao, Yinuo is so rude, our King of Jinling is very happy." ”

The old prince showed an unhappy expression, and while ordering someone to pour wine, he asked: "Ming'er, when you say this in front of the Zhongcheng Lord, do you mean that your grandfather is a naughty boy and is disrespectful to the old man?"

Mo Ming was not afraid, but nodded and said: "Zhongxi Hou is no better than other city lords, and Mo Ming also made it clear that the old prince's favorite thing is to apologize to people at the dinner table, and do it first as a respect." In private, Mo said that it was Mo Ming, and even His Royal Highness the Prince looked at the old prince very closely and did not allow him to drink half a penny. But once at the dinner table, our juniors have no right to speak, and they dare not accuse their grandfathers and grandfathers in front of outsiders. ”

When the old prince heard this, he laughed, laughed and laughed, and the old naughty boy really raised his wine glass and drank it all with his heart, wiped his mouth with his hand, and said: "Alas, you said that you, Yinuo has been messing with you all day long, why can't you teach him a little bit, just the city lord, the temper of the king's little grandsons is worse than one another, young and ignorant, don't hold a grudge." ”

Zhongxi Hou raised Zang Yan's wine glass with his hand, stood up, and raised his glass to salute before learning Mo Ming, and said: "There are too many rumors about loneliness in the rivers and lakes, and the little prince will inevitably feel that people are exaggerating, young people, competitive and competitive, it is ordinary, the prince laughed." ”

After drinking, I drank it all at once, but I regretted it a little, what kind of wine did Zang Yan pour full? It is not as refreshing as mare's milk wine and wine.

Today's banquet is mainly Jinling people, and most of them are guests, so these people know about the old prince's hobbies, or habits, but they don't speak. Today, the young master of the Mo family ridiculed his grandfather in front of everyone, and the old prince was not angry, so everyone naturally laughed along, and then raised his glass.

Compared with Zhu Yinuo and Mo Ming, Zhong Xihou was more curious about the giant-like barbarian man standing behind Zhu Jiannan, the second son of Zhu, and his Mo Chang was afraid that he was half a head shorter than this giant called Lei Niu. There are only two weapons on the table in the entire lobby, one is the Mo Yu sword placed on the table by Mo Ming, the young master of the Mo family, and the other is the giant sword behind the Lei Niu.

Such a sword, weighing more than 100 pounds, let alone swinging it, it is very difficult to carry, it is conceivable that the power of this giant is terrifying. Zhong Xihou had already tried it once, so naturally he didn't have any idea about this sword, but it might be interesting to compete with this kind of sword.

Zhu Jiannan saw that Zhong Xihou had been looking at him, not looking at himself, but Lei Niu behind him, laughed warmly, raised his glass to Zhong Xihou, and said: "It seems that the people who practice martial arts in Zhongcheng are also itching to learn swordsmanship from the unknown." Xiao Lei, the Zhongcheng Lord has taken a fancy to your sword, why don't you demonstrate it?"

Lei Niu was unmoved, still standing behind Zhu Jiannan like a statue.

Zhu Jiannan didn't blame him, but blamed himself: "It's Xiao Wang who forgot, Xiao Lei's sword is too domineering, and the size of the small hall makes him unable to stretch his hands and feet, why don't you rest for an hour or two after the banquet and then go to the martial arts arena to let Xiao Lei show it to Lord Zhongcheng?"

Zhong Xihou waved his hand and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince smiled······

"Since Chief Lei's big sword can't be used here, why don't I accompany you?" Without waiting for Zhongxihou or King Jinling to speak, Zhu Yinuo stood up again and ran out of the hall. Mo Ming got up and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by King Jinling.

"Ming'er, let him go, since you have already said that the Zhongcheng Lord is not an outsider, then the king has asked the Zhongcheng Lord today, and I hope to agree. ”

Zhong Xihou didn't make a move, he hugged his fists and said, "Lord Wang, please speak." ”

"Although this king's little grandson is not talented, he is diligent and does not fall behind others, and the swordsmanship masters invited by the house are also beaten away by him one after another. Gradually, he didn't know how thick the sky was, and he even contradicted his uncle several times. Since it is his uncle, he will naturally endure it for the sake of the king's face. The old prince glanced at Zhu Jiannan and Mo Ming with his spare eyes, secretly touched his hand to the wine glass, raised it and drank it all, smashed it and smashed it, and then continued, "Today, I will ask the city lord of Zhongcheng and this little grandson to go through a few tricks, and teach him to know that people are outsiders and people are outside the mountains, and there is a lot of ability." ”

Zhong Xihou frowned slightly, and didn't say that he didn't agree, but he didn't explicitly agree. Zhu Jiannan arched his hand and said: "Speaking of Zhongcheng Lord Mo Xiao, although my uncle Mo Yujian has a certain status in the rivers and lakes, and he also had a tie with Zhongnan Yan in the past, but Mo Yujian's sword way, with its consistency, a promise, I can't understand it." This time, the right to learn a lesson, and by the way, I also invited the lord of Zhongcheng to pass on the way of the sword. Naturally, he didn't expect the Zhong City Lord to teach any sword tricks. ”

"Isn't it just a fight, what are you afraid of?" Zhong Xihou didn't speak, Zang Yan didn't hold back, and came to such a sentence. Xiao Liang clenched the wine glass, and almost pinched the gold wine glass into a ball, I knew that I should have done everything possible to prevent Zhong Xihou from bringing such a master here, this stupid girl is really not afraid that the old prince will order her hands to be cut off again?

"If you use a sword, you will be spared, and if you don't have an eye with a sword, you will be gone. also asked the prince to find a three-foot-six bamboo strip for Lonely. ”

"Oh, that's interesting, you guys, don't you hear it, why don't you go look for bamboo sticks. ”

When Zhu Yinuo came back, he saw Zhong Xihou sitting in his place, and he was sharpening bamboo strips with a knife.

Just look at him while cutting off the bamboo branches, while muttering: "One bamboo stick is good, it hurts too much to smoke more branches." ”

Zhu Yinuo naturally understood, and held the Shuanglong Sword in his hand tightly, and his back molars gritted "gurgle". Zhong Xihou turned his head and saw Zhu Yinuo staring at him with fire in his eyes, but he smiled back, which made Zhu Yinuo even more annoyed. I saw him get up slowly, and sharpen the bamboo strips with a knife as he walked, and the length was almost the same, so he threw the knife behind him without looking.

Zang Yan saw the knife flying over, and panicked in an instant, and saw a calloused hand reach over and grab the flying knife. Turning his head, it was Xiao Liang's sneer.

Although the movements were simple and ordinary, all this was seen by Zhu Jiannan. He motioned for Lei Niu to bend down and whispered a few words in his ear, Lei Niu nodded, and walked out of the lobby.

"Are you sure you're going to fight me with such a bamboo stick?"

Zhong Xihou nodded, and waved the bamboo strip from time to time to listen to the "whirring" sound.

Zhu Yinuo's brows tightened, and he asked again: "Is the Zhongcheng Lord playing me like a child?"

"Yinuo, you are wrong to blame the Zhong City Lord. Seeing Mo Ming walking over slowly, he bowed to Zhong Xihou and signaled to borrow a bamboo strip to take a look, he looked up and down carefully and returned it, and continued, "Bamboo strips are different from wooden sticks, it is like a sword blade that can be bent and rigid, and you have to fight with the Zhongzhong City Lord to have extra internal force to make this bamboo stick like a sharp sword." Don't ask the Zhong City Lord why he doesn't use the sword, everyone here knows that your sword can't be defeated by others after all, if you really use the sword, and your swordsmanship is more advanced than everyone thinks, what if the Zhong City Lord accidentally injured him on a whim?"

The words are not so good, but they are not unreasonable, Zhu Yinuo naturally understands that he can't beat Zhong Xihou, but he just wants to see what Zhong Xihou, who is known as the most knowledgeable sword in the world, is capable of.

Zhong Xihou stroked the bamboo strip with his fingers, and put on a posture of Han Xin's soldiers, pointing directly at Zhu Yinuo.

Mo Ming returned to his place and sat down, Zhu Yinuo threw the Shuanglong sword, the scabbard flew out, Mo Ming gently slapped the table with his right hand, and his body flew out to catch the scabbard and landed on one foot. I saw him smile and slowly walked back to his place. Similarly, Xiao Liang also looked at this frail and sickly grandson of the prince, and became a little interested in this series of actions.

Zhong Xihou didn't move, Zhu Yinuo didn't like the stalemate, so he took out the sword first. Just look at his double dragon sword blade disappearing, only to see the cold light. Left stabbing and right slashing, the movement was so fast that it was impossible to tell how many right arms he had.

Zang Yan's eyes kept swaying from side to side with Zhu Yinuo's Double Dragon Sword, and after seven or eight moves, she almost fainted and vomited.

Zhong Xihou was at ease, he didn't fight back, he still leaned on his waist with both hands, and walked slowly and slowly.

The corners of Zhu Yinuo's mouth raised slightly, and he watched his right hand change to his left hand, an oblique split, and Zhong Xihou couldn't dodge it to see that the blade of the sword was about to touch his chest. It was also at that moment, Zhu Yinuo couldn't laugh, Zhong Xihou's bamboo strip was a zhang away from him, but his cheek was cut by something like a sharp blade, and blood slowly oozed out.