Zhong Xihou wore a dress shaped like a crown robe, he did not wear a crown, and his clothes were not dark color, but white and yellow. His shirt was red, he wore a pair of wooden scars, his sword hung at his waist, and he walked to the Jinling Palace.

The team of armor guards who guarded the door looked at this person, and dared to dress up with Zhong Xihou, I am afraid that there will be no one else except this crazy city lord who never sleeps. Zhong Xihou took out the invitation card made of gold and threw it out casually, and the invitation spun and nailed to the beams.

"The guest invited by your master is here, and he still doesn't report Lone to go in. ”

The people were stunned, and the man who seemed to be the captain forced his composure and ordered the pale man to go in and report.

That person is almost stupid, Zhong Xihou made such a casual move, how did he know that this was the case. If he draws his sword, he may really come and go to this Jinling Palace?

When the others entered, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but curse himself a few words in his heart, saying that the swordsman swordsman is so good, and he has become the lord of the city that never sleeps.

The one who came out to greet him was the frail son Zhu Jiannan that Zhong Xihou had seen last time, and that Xin Dunu Xiaolei was still following him. "Son, Chief Lei, this person is the one who bears the invitation. ”

The little thunder grabbed the invitation with one hand and pulled it out from the beam. This is not done by brute force, to beat this gold paper into the solid beams, this person's internal force, this person's ingenuity, is not ordinary.

If you don't know how expensive oil and rice are at home, you can eat when you come to eat, and take the pillar to get angry. A good pillar has to be repaired and repainted. Although he didn't have to pay for it himself, the old man of the guard looked at the pillar and was a little sad.

Zhu Jiannan also looked at what Zhong Xihou was wearing, he was wearing clothes similar to a crown and no crown, and his sword was still hanging from his waist.

Zhu Jiannan still had a gentle smile on his face, and greeted him with a salute: "The city lord of Zhong does not hesitate to go to the appointment, and he should not invite the city lord into the mansion quickly." ”

Before this Zhongxi Hou came, the old prince of Jinling did one thing, he took his two grandchildren to the dark room, the Zhu family in Jinling, and all the things that everyone knew and didn't know were recorded in a booklet. The dark room had two large boxes of this booklet, and the talisman that commanded the three armies to control the merchant house was the sigil.

Neither of them chosen, and Zhu Yinuo didn't know how to choose. Zhu Jiannan wondered, did this old man choose the royal road here, and did the chivalrous man who created the legend of the world start to embark on his chivalrous path from here?

Zhongxi Hou entered the Jinling Palace, and the most famous in Lincheng is calligraphy and painting, and the most famous is the jade pen that is legendary and mythical. What is the use of this jade pen, few people know, and there is no way to verify it. However, the calligraphy and painting in the city, this can be verified, and the mansion of the lord of the city, the collection in it is a good proof.

Zhong Xihou looked at the screen, there are twelve screens around this screen, it is rare to have so many screens, and the paintings on this screen are even rarer, it is a set of "Night Banquet Pictures".

When the guests arrive at home, the night banquet is magnificent, indulgent and frolicking, and the charm is unique.

When the guests arrive at home, the gatekeeper greets them with a smile, and the host picks up the guests and invites them to the house, and Mei Ji is beside the treasures.

The kitchen is busy, the lobby sings and dances, the night banquet sings, the guests raise their glasses, the guests dance in the hall, and the host enjoys the music alone.

The host sent the guests away, and the lobby was still the same.

Zhong Xihou looked at this screen and smiled, he laughed at this old prince of Jinling, it was really an old fox. Such a man has indeed done what he has set out for others to see, and if you go with him, he will treat him with wine and money, and if you stand in his way, when and where you will disappear, I am afraid that no one in this world will know.

Zhongxi Hou saw this old prince, when he ascended the throne, he did not visit Zhong Nanyan from city to city, he stuck to the west and did not say a word to Middle Earth. His financial resources are not afraid of what they do, he just wants the people of Daye Kingdom to hate him and can't leave him.

The old prince was dressed in ordinary linen clothes, and he sat on the throne.

"The younger generation never sleeps the city lord Zhong Xihou visited Lincheng, went to Jinling, and came to visit the city lord. "The Marquis of Zhongxi, those guards are all looking squarely or squinting at today's guest, this guest is not an ordinary guest, he can have a sword hanging from his waist.

King Jinling was still sitting, and he waved his hand: "If you are really young and handsome, forgive the old man for the inconvenience of his old legs and feet, this is also a private banquet for friends, why bother to be too polite, and sit down first." ”

Zhong Xihou sat on the right hand side of the old prince of Jinling, the position facing east. Opposite Zhongxihou, the two seats on the west side sat Zhu Yan and men who were less than twenty years old. There was an arrogance between the man's eyebrows, and he could see that this man was arrogant and arrogant.

"Rong Laoweng introduced, this is my Lincheng prince Jiannan, and I have seen the Zhongcheng Lord. ”

Zhu Jiannan stood up, he didn't take the fan, he saluted: "The lord of Zhongcheng is a saint who governs the city that never sleeps, and Zhong Daxia's swordsmanship is also the best in the world." ”

"It's not a matter of oral transmission, who knows if it's true or not. Zhu Yinuo didn't pay attention to it, he blurted out while drinking. He was also a swordsman, but his sword was never recognized by the old man, and he worked hard to sharpen his sword, but no one appreciated it.

"The little boy is Zhu Yinuo?"

"The child is rude, don't be surprised by the middle city lord. ”

Zhong Xihou smiled, he untied the sword at his waist and placed it on the second seat beside him. "I heard that Zhu Yinuo, the youngest grandson of King Jinling, is also a person who makes swords and loves swords, so he may take your sword with Lone. ”

The brilliance of Zhong Xihou's dancing sword would be staggering, but his scabbard was not gorgeous. The scabbard used in the current sword is an ordinary tree in the ancient woods, which has been sawed and cut and then made from leftover scraps. Although the materials are not exquisite, after a long time, this originally ordinary scabbard is also wrapped in a bit of white mang, and the sword qi of Senhan is cold.

"Look at your world-famous dancing sword, it's no different from the ordinary iron shop. ”

Zhong Xihou smiled, he laughed at this man's youth, laughed at this man's frivolity, and he liked this kind of frivolity.

Zhu Yinuo ordered someone to bring his own sword, which was indeed a sword inlaid with gems and dazzling. When Zhu Yinuo drew his sword, Zhong Xihou clapped his hands, he knew that this sword was easy to break, and he still clapped his hands: "Its light is extraordinary, dazzling, like dragon scales." ”

Zhu Yinuo put the sword back into the sheath: "You have seen my sword, then yours, why have you been staying in the sheath, could it be a rusty sword?"

"Where will the swordsman let his sword be rusty, and the lonely dancing goose will be difficult to get out of the sheath, afraid of coming out of the sheath, and the anger will be too strong. ”

"Yinuo, don't be rude anymore. "The old prince spoke, and Zhong Xihou didn't say more, he really didn't want this sword out of the sheath, if his sword was out of the sheath, then this young Wang Sun Ke would continue to practice the sword? There are countless swordsmen in the world, regardless of the level of swordsmanship, these people believe in their own swords, and have an extremely loyal love for the sword, this kind of feeling, people who don't use swords don't understand.

The old prince raised his glass and toasted Zhongxi Hou, and said: "Originally, the old man also had a grandson, but unfortunately the little grandson was a literary idiot, and he went out to paint with his friends, but he didn't find it, next time, let him compensate the city lord." ”

Zhong Xihou drank the wine, inexplicably a little spicy, and then there was a little sweetness, if you can take a sip and smash it, maybe it will be more flavorful.

Zhong Xihou asked: "The grandson in the mouth of the prince is Mo Ming, the young master of the Mo family, who is included in the Qingfeng list?"

The old prince laughed, quite complacent, and should have been. The old prince glanced at his grandson Zhu Jiannan out of the corner of his eye, and immediately raised his glass and toasted Zhong Xihou again, and after drinking it, he was comfortable, but he saw that his grandson frowned slightly, and there was an embarrassment that some young children were caught stealing candy, and Zhong Xihou, who saw it in his eyes, couldn't help but laugh.

"The old man is old and frail, and he is used to singing and dancing at night banquets, I don't know how the Zhongcheng Lord is?"

"The prince is the master, the lonely is the guest, and the guest is the master. ”

The old prince clapped his hands, and the servants began to serve the food. Deer belly chicken, deer blood cake, tea tree mushroom venison, and a few pots of deer blood wine. Zhong Xihou couldn't help but smile secretly, the venison meat is delicate, delicious, lean, tonifying the spleen and aphrodisiac, rare in the West, but this King of Jinling will not be so much deer to entertain. In other words, this place is worthy of Jinling, and drinking and having fun should be enjoyed.

and anchovy shark fin, kung pao hare, magpie dengmei, sweet and sour milk melon, sugar fried big flat······

There are many, Zhong Xihou didn't look at it much, he was not a particular person, and he was not particular about eating. To suit his appetite, as long as he can eat enough and grow strong.

The old prince clapped his hands again, and a group of piano and dancing girls entered the lobby from everywhere.

Zhongxi Hou didn't care about wine, he looked at this group of qin and dancing girls, the first dancing girl in white clothes, it seemed that he was the one who came to deliver the invitation in the morning.

Light and graceful, the graceful posture makes this lord of the West who has countless beautiful women even fascinated. The colorful yarn dances lightly, just like the rainbow in the clear sky after the rain, and the unique beauty is fascinating. Such beauties can be embraced, but there are no regrets?

On this day, the Marquis of Zhongxi and the King of Jinling did not say much, but the descendants came out with a lot of sentences, which is also interesting.

The west lord traveled east and met the sleeping dragon, and asked: Who is the hero in the world? The sleeping dragon said: Wu Shui is quiet, and the insects and birds take it as a companion; ———— "Xicheng Chronicles-Zhongxi Hou"