The drums are bursting, the guests are gathered, countless celebrities in and out of the rivers and lakes, talking and laughing about the old, Liu Zhengfeng's mansion in Hengyang City can be described as lively today.

In order to wash his hands in the golden basin, so that he could accompany his good friend Qu Yang happily immersed in the world of music and feelings, and no longer paid attention to the grievances of the rivers and lakes, Liu Zhengfeng could be regarded as painstaking. even spent money to buy a petty official with local officials, hoping to use the power of the imperial court to balance the oppression of the Songshan faction and other forces.

The people who entered Liu's house were still respectful and polite to Liu Zhengfeng on the surface, after all, Liu Zhengfeng was also the second-in-command of the Hengshan faction, and he handled the affairs of the sect on behalf of Mr. Mo Da all the year round, and his reputation in the rivers and lakes even surpassed Mr. Mo Da.

However, no one knows what those people think in their hearts, and I think most people disdain it!

Putting the second-in-command of the Hengshan faction, the heroes of the rivers and lakes who hold the real power do not do it, go to be a small official in a locality, and have a large number of officials on his head as his grandson, Liu Zhengfeng's behavior, many people said that they couldn't understand it.

The first to arrive were some heads of small sects and small sects, these people were in a position of not being up or down in the rivers and lakes, with famous and decent disciples on top, and disciples of small sects and some martial artists who had no sects and no sects. The status is not enough, and the location of these people is naturally remote, and they were arranged by the Hengshan faction to a remote location in the courtyard.

Then, there are the heads and disciples of first-class sects such as the Hengshan Sect and the Huashan Sect, these people generally sit in a more central position, each sect has a table position, the head elders and the like are sitting, and the true disciples are waiting aside.

The top position of the guest seat. Two tables were empty. This is specially reserved for the Shaolin Temple (here it will not be corrected as the Vulture Temple. Awkward) and Wudang faction.

Although Shaolin and Wudang will not send people to mix in this kind of petty fight, as Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, leaving a place for them is the least respect.

A small golden basin handwashing conference has actually divided several levels in the righteous path of the rivers and lakes. Shaolin Wudang, Taishan Beidou, Wuyue Sword School, the mainstay, small sect, bottom cannon fodder.

The banquet was carried out in an orderly manner amid the greetings. It is worth mentioning that Mr. Mo Da did arrive, but he didn't say anything, just sat alone in the corner, playing the huqin willfully.

Liu Zhengfeng's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, why, on the big day of his "golden basin washing", the senior brother didn't change a festive tune, but still pulled his crying and mourning Xiaoxiang night rain, like a dead wife. It's so unlucky.

If it weren't for the fact that today is his big day, Mr. Mo Da would be his senior brother. And he really can't beat Mr. Mo, Liu Zhengfeng really wants to beat Mr. Mo.

Finally, when the banquet reached its climax, the servants served the golden basin and placed it on the wooden shelf in front of Liu Zhengfeng.

Zhao Lang, who was hidden in the shadows, also raised his spirit, if the plot was correct, the Songshan faction should be about to take action and put pressure on Liu Zhengfeng.

Zhao Lang looked outside Liu's mansion, and sure enough, a bunch of sword-wielding men wearing big red vests and little red riding hoods stopped outside the door, and one of them was lying in front of the door, looking obscenely at the development of the plot in Liu's mansion, thinking that he was waiting for the most suitable time to appear.

Sure enough, all the high-profile pretending to be forced started with obscene preparation.

Standing in front of the golden basin, Liu Zhengfeng began his "golden basin handwashing speech".

"All the seniors came from afar, Liu Zhengfeng is really grateful in his heart, I think you all already know, brother, I received the grace of the imperial court and became a small official. ”

As the saying goes, the food of the king, the matter of loyalty, the affairs of the rivers and lakes, pay attention to righteousness, and the official affairs of the state, must be enforced by the public, if there is a conflict between the two in the future, it will inevitably make the brothers embarrassed. ”

"So, from now on, Liu will wash his hands and withdraw from the rivers and lakes, of course, everyone here, if everyone here comes to Hengyang City, they are still friends of my Liu. It's just that the grievances and grievances on the rivers and lakes, forgive Liu and no longer ask about it. ”

Hearing Liu Zhengfeng's words, the martial arts people in the house had different thoughts in their hearts, but they didn't show anything on their faces, after all, they were not simple characters who could mix up a little status and enter this house. The expression of joy and anger is not so easy for others to see, not to mention, Liu Zhengfeng washes his hands in a golden basin, after all, it is none of their business, it is not their business, and they are too lazy to care.

Only Mr. Mo's erhu sound is a little more pathetic, vaguely, but mixed with a hint of tension, Mr. Mo Da has already prepared.

Yue Buqun's still dignified and decent expression couldn't be seen, but the light in his eyes seemed to be a little deeper. Obviously, during this period of time, he refined the martial arts of the Quanzhen School, and learned from Zhao Lang, and Yue Buqun made great progress.

And the group of little red riding hoods from the Songshan faction were still pouting their butts obscenely and peeking, and the big butts of the red girls were connected, so that Zhao Lang almost couldn't help kicking them in one by one.

Liu Zhengfeng turned around and knelt down in front of the patriarch of the Hengshan faction: "Disciple Liu Zhengfeng, who was accepted by the teacher and taught martial arts, failed to honor the lintel of the Hengshan faction, and was very ashamed. Fortunately, there is Senior Brother Mo in this sect, Liu Zhengfeng is mediocre, there is no more than me, and there is no less than me. From now on, Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands in a golden basin, but he decided not to use the martial arts of the master, and he had already reached the matter of being promoted to an official and a knight. ”

"If you violate your oath," Liu Zhengfeng pulled out the sword that was placed on the shelf, and slashed it with a wave of his palm, and the sword was suddenly broken into two, with a smooth incision, "There is such a sword." ”

The declaration was finally finished, and before withdrawing from the rivers and lakes, he pretended to be forced again, and Liu Zhengfeng reached out to the golden basin with satisfaction, preparing to complete this last and most important ceremony.

The time has finally come, the golden time to pretend to be forced, if you miss it, there will be no more, and the little red riding hoods of the Songshan faction suddenly became excited and swaggered into Liu's house.

"Wait!" Fei Bin said with a red robe, holding a command flag high in his hand, and shouted, "Senior Brother Liu, the junior brother is ordered by the leader of the Left Alliance, and asks Senior Brother Liu to temporarily postpone the Golden Basin Handwashing Ceremony." ”

The erhu sound of Xiaoxiang's night rain has stopped at some point, and Mr. Mo Da sat there quietly, silent, but in his eyes, the complex light flickered continuously.

It seems that it was really expected by the teenager.

Liu Zhengfeng frowned slightly: "Back then, our Wuyue Sword Sect formed an alliance, agreed to attack and defend each other, and maintain righteousness on the rivers and lakes. This flag is the same system as our Wuyue Sword Sect, and seeing the flag is like seeing the leader of the alliance, which is good. But today, Liu is washing his hands in a golden basin, which neither violates the morality of the rivers and lakes, nor has anything to do with the Wuyue Sword Sect, so he is not bound by the Lingqi. ”

"So, please go back and tell the leader of the left league that Liu is not under the command flag, and ask the leader of the left league to forgive the crime. ”

In a word, the saber rattling. (To be continued......)

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