Everyone was having lunch at Xiangsheng Restaurant. Someone came into the restaurant making a lot of noise outside the door. The waiter from the restaurant hurriedly greeted them and soon let the two men in respectfully. The fat man quickly took his head out of the rice bowl.

He pulled it out and looked up and down at the two people who came in from the outside, regardless of the rice grains still stuck to the corner of his mouth.

I saw one of them tall, in his fifties, dressed as a wealthy man, with a pair of big, lively eyes, three locks of beard flowing on his chest, a peaceful face, and two iron bladders spinning in his left hand.

They kept talking. The other one was about thirty years old, with a plain appearance and a white face, without a beard. He was wearing a short brown burlap jacket and mango shoes. He looked like a farmer.

The waiter led the two of them to the fat man's table, bowed and said to them: "Master Zhu, Young Master Zhu, these people should be the Tang Shaoxia, Jiang Shaoxia and others you are looking for!" Wear burlap clothes.

The man nodded, stuffed a piece of silver into the little boy's hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, little brother, take it to drink tea!"

The waiter held the broken piece of silver tightly in his hand and said with a smile: "Oh, Mr. Zhu, I'm so sorry, you are so polite!"

The man in linen clothes smiled and bowed to the fat man's table, "Everyone, excuse me, this is Zhu Congwen from Zhujiazhuang, Shangluo County." Then he turned sideways and introduced the man dressed as a rich man with a smile, "Father and I heard that

Young Heroes Tang Jiu Sheng, Young Hero Jiang Zhenyu, and all of you here have come to Zhujiaji, so I have taken the liberty to pay you a visit. I hope you can come to our village for a few days and get together. It will be a great honor for everyone in our village!"

Everyone at the table heard that Zhu Congwen, the eldest son of the Zhu family in Shangluo County, and Zhu Jiafu, the owner of the village, had come to greet them personally. They all quickly stood up to say hello. The fat man smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Master Zhu, Mr. Zhu, this is Jiang Zhenyu, I am Tang.

My brother is out on business and won't be back until evening. These two are his wives..."

The fat man introduced Ximen Yushuang and Shui Ruyue to the Zhu family. When Zhu Congwen saw Ximen Yushuang and Shui Ruyue, his eyes lit up. There was nothing he could do about it. These two girls looked so eye-catching, even if they were lost in a crowd of people.

Among them, there is an existence that can be discovered at a glance. Zhu Congwen quickly said hello to the two women, and the two women also smiled politely and said goodbye for a long time, and then the fat man introduced everyone present one by one.

Zhu Jiafu, Zhu Congwen and his son kindly invited everyone to live in Zhujiazhuang for a few days. The fat man first brought him back and pretended to be humble on behalf of everyone. When Zhu Congwen enthusiastically took Fatty Jiang's hand and refused to let go, Song Yulan saw the fat man's face.

There was something strange on the table. Zhu Congwen quickly let go of the fat man's hand and retracted his hand into his sleeve. At this time, an entourage from the Zhu family had quietly gone to the counter to pay for everyone's meal.

Shui Ruyue was going to settle the bill, and Zhu Congwen said with a smile on his face: "Miss Shui, the bill has been settled." This made Shui Ruyue feel embarrassed. So, Zhu's father and son led the way, and everyone followed him out of the restaurant, waiting for everyone

After leaving the restaurant, I looked again and was shocked. It turned out that the Zhu family and his son had brought dozens of villagers to greet everyone outside the restaurant with great momentum. The fat man smiled playfully and tried to hold Zhu Congwen's hand, but Zhu Congwen refused to talk to the fat man again.

Holding hands.

Song Yulan quietly came to the fat man and asked in a low voice

"What's wrong with him? Didn't he take the initiative to hold your hand earlier?" The fat man smiled a little helplessly and whispered, "He and I tested our internal strength, and I just squeezed his hand and it hurt.

"Song Yulan was a little confused and didn't understand why Zhu Congwen wanted to test his internal strength with the fat man, but the fat man felt like a mirror in his heart.

Zhu Congwu must have just returned home and told his father and brother about the fat man grabbing the knife with his bare hands, so the Zhu family and his son hurried to the restaurant. Firstly, they really wanted to invite everyone to the restaurant, and secondly, they wanted to meet the fat man for a while.

He and Tang Jiusheng also had the idea of ​​​​competing martial arts. Otherwise, in the future, it would be spread that Fatty Jiang took the sword of the second young master of the Zhu family with nothing, where would the fame of the Zhu family, which is famous in the world, go?

On the way to Zhu's house, Shui Ruyue tied a small piece of paper to Xiaoqing's leg, released her hands, and Xiaoqing fluttered her wings and flew away. After all, Tang Jiusheng was a master with a knife, and he also got the Minglong

The Zhu family's ancestors and their descendants have relied on their sword skills to dominate the northern martial arts world for more than three hundred years. It seems impossible to say that the Zhu family's father and son did not have the idea of ​​​​competing in their hearts.

Within the sphere of influence of the Zhu family in Shangluo County, Tang Jiusheng, the master of the Minglong Sword, had already snatched Zhu Congwu's sword with his bare hands before Tang Jiusheng took action. How could the Zhu family just let it go? At least they had to find a way to save some face.

Right? So Shui Ruyue wrote a small note to Tang Jiusheng, asking her husband to decide how to handle this matter.

The famous Zhujiazhuang is hidden in Zhujiaji, covering an area of ​​more than 20 acres. Zhujiazhuang is not very eye-catching in Zhujiaji, and it does not have the momentum of Sujia's Wohuzhuang in Dengzhou. There is neither Huzhuang River nor

The suspension bridge, walls, watchtowers, etc., look more like the courtyard of an ordinary landowner's house. Chickens and dogs are heard in the village, and more than ten people are busy with farm work in the fields. It is no wonder that Zhu Congwen, the eldest son of the Zhu family, is a farmer.

Dressed up.

After entering Zhuangzi, the villagers took away the horses everyone was riding on and sent them to the stables. The Zhu family and his son took everyone directly into the Zhu family living room. Everyone took their seats. The maids took turns bringing fragrant tea and fruits on plates.

The rich man and his eldest son, Zhu Congwen, entertained the guests with a cheerful face. Although the father and son had deep thoughts of competing for the top, they still had to do enough courtesy in terms of face, right?

The fat man didn't care about this at all. He just shook off his cheeks and just kept eating and drinking. While he was eating, Zhu Congwu, the second young master of the Zhu family, held He Luming, who was wielding a double sword, in his left hand, and Yu Wenping, who was swallowing a sword, in his right hand. The three of them walked into the living room chatting and laughing happily.

When Zhu Congwu saw the fat man, he hurried over to say hello and introduced the two brothers who were performing on the street to everyone.

Everyone saw the ceremony again and took their seats. Zhu Congwu rolled his eyes and approached the fat man with a playful smile, "Fat Master, my eldest brother is also a martial arts fanatic and is close to the second-level realm. Fat Master, are you interested in accompanying my eldest brother in a fight?"

As soon as the fat man saw Zhu Congwu's wretched smile, he knew what he had in mind. The fat man was unceremonious, patted Zhu Congwu's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I said little pig, are you being fooled by me?"

I felt unhappy after grabbing the knife with my bare hands. Do you want your elder brother to help you find some face to come back to?" Zhu Congwu almost choked to death with his words, thinking that this damn fat man really didn't show any mercy at all!

The fat man took a sip of fragrant tea

, put down the tea bowl, stood up and looked at Zhu Congwen, grinning, "Young Master Zhu, are you interested in going out to compete with Fatty and me? How about we finish the order without hurting anyone's life?"

Zhu Congwen had just lost to the fat man in the internal strength competition, and was a little dissatisfied. Hearing what the fat man said, it was exactly what he wanted, and he was very happy. He couldn't open his mouth about this. After all, the fat man was a guest from afar, so he couldn't poop before his butt was hot.

Why don't you go out to compete with others? Now that the fat man has offered to compete, what are you waiting for? Zhu Congwen said hypocritically: "Oh, brother Jiang, you have traveled a long way and it has been hard, why don't you take a rest?"

The fat man scratched his head and laughed, "It's not hard work, isn't it just a fight? Fatty, I have liked fighting since I was a child. I feel refreshed after every fight. It's better than visiting a brothel! I've heard it for a long time.

Your Zhu family's swordsmanship is famous in the world, and the fat man is very interested in asking for advice, but I hope that Young Master Zhu can be merciful during the competition!"

After Zhu Congwen pretended to be humble, he led everyone to the small martial arts field in the backyard of Zhu's house. Everyone sat down on the small stand nearby. Zhu Congwen was holding his own steel knife, and the fat man was holding a pair of big hammers. The two stood opposite each other.

, and bowed to each other. Zhu Congwen was secretly frightened when he saw the fat man's pair of sledgehammers, thinking that the fat man has so much strength! No wonder his internal strength is better than mine, he really has two brushes.

Zhu Congwen swung the steel sword and used the Zhu family's wave-chasing sword technique. Legend has it that an ancestor of the Zhu family learned this sword technique while watching the tide on the river. The sword technique is fast and sharp, like the rising tide of the river, majestic. Zhu Congwen

Dancing the steel knife, about two inches of cyan sword energy came out of the blade. The strong wind was strong, and the whole body of the fat man was covered in the sword light. Sure enough, the sword skills were sharp, and it was worthy of the Zhu family's sword skills to rule the roost in the north.

Zhu Jiafu in the stands was spinning an iron gall in his left hand and twirling his beard with his right hand. He secretly nodded and praised his son's swordsmanship. He thought that this child's swordsmanship was already quite like the old man's style. It must be said that although Zhu Congwen has little internal strength,

He is inferior to the fat man, but he has really put a lot of effort into his sword skills, so his sword skills are extremely solid and excellent, which is by no means comparable to that of his younger brother Zhu Congwu.

Shui Ruyue, Ximen Yushuang and others looked at Zhu Congwen's majestic sword skills and couldn't help but sweat for the fat man. On the martial arts field, the light of the sword covered the shadow of the hammer. In the blink of an eye, thirty rounds had passed. The fat man was just swinging the sledgehammer.

The defense did not fight back. Song Yulan looked at the fat man in great surprise, and thought to herself that it was not the fat man's usual style to only defend but not fight back.

The fight between the two reached the climax, but Zhu Congwen was surprised to find that although the Zhulang sword technique looked very powerful, he could not defeat the fat man who only defended but did not attack. Zhu Congwen, who was dancing the steel sword vigorously, felt a little anxious and couldn't bear it.

Zhu Yong used the Zhu family's Guiyi Sword Technique, hoping to defeat Fatty in one fell swoop.

At noon, Zhu Congwu used the Guiyi Sword Technique to fight against He Luming, who used two swords. The power was indeed astonishing. The fat man had been waiting for a long time, just waiting for Zhu Congwen to use the Guiyi Sword Technique. When fighting, you have to hit someone hard, otherwise you will be beaten.

If it’s not satisfying, what’s the point?
Chapter completed!