Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Liu from Wangxian County is a cruel person.

He is stupid innate. He can do things that others do at the age of seven. He can only get the same skills when others are ten. He can only get the same skills when they are ten. He has never won many fights in his life, but he has never lost many skills when he escapes.

By the time he was seventy, his peers had already been thrust by him. By the time he was eighty, his kung fu had already reached the skill of ordinary people who were in their seventies. Young children were old, how many of them could have had the ability to live in their seventies? Poor daughter-in-law became a mother-in-law, and Mr. Liu could finally be called an old senior.

I was proud to build Liuxu Villa and threw away countless money. Finally, I took the qualification to host the Chicken Phoenix Banquet. So in the past five years, Liuxu Villa has built a large-scale construction. Not to mention the precious beautiful trees at the foot of the mountain, you can see the careful use of money everywhere in the village on the mountain, and those valuable materials piled up together and squeezed into the eyes of people.

"Brother Wang thought what about this Liuxu Villa?"

Xiahou Xuan stepped on the floor paved with blue stone, looked at the clusters of lively and lively scenery around him, and turned his head to talk to Wang Anfeng casually. The latter was wearing a dirty blue jacket, walking on the road where the silver was smashed without any timidity. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said:

"I don't like it. This Zhuangzi feels too...too anxious."

"Want? It's a good idea."

Xiahou Xuan smiled slightly, folded his fan and held a cluster of flowers beside him. The flowers were originally light and precious, but he seemed quite disgusted at this moment. Even the old man from the Liu family, who had not yet been masked, felt from the heart that his face must be disgusting. It was not as pleasant as the boy next to him who had made him sniff the fragrance of flowers. He smiled:

"Writing certainly shows the scribbling, slashing, and the magic is often in the white space; paintings describe mountains, water, trees, and stones, but the aura is often in the ethereal place. The garden setting is also the general truth, and he is really too anxious."

"The more people lack something, the more they want to express something. It seems that the old man who has lived in his seventies or eighties cannot see through this."

After he finished speaking, he shook his head suddenly and knocked his head with a folding fan. Jun said with a look of apologetic meaning that was not sincere at all:

"Stop it, it's not a good thing to say bad things about the owner at other people's house. It's not good to be beaten out by sticks. Brother Wang, Xuan is going to find a friend. If you have nothing to do, why don't you come with me. I think he will definitely like your personality more."

"Friend?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned. Xiahou Xuan had seen what he wanted to know from his reaction. He smiled and raised his hand to make a guide gesture, and said:

"Yes, my friend, Xuan came to Wangxian County this time to catch up with him. He heard that he had gone to Tianjing City before, but he was stunned. He finally learned that he had come to this phoenix banquet, so he wrote a letter to the old man of the Liu family to inform him and came in a hurry, so he saved him from running away again."

Wang Anfeng felt a little familiar when he heard this, but he didn't have time to think about it and just replied:

"Your friend sounds interesting."

Xiahou Xuan nodded without comment and said, "Of course it's very interesting. Although the boy looks a bit handsome, he is heroic and unruly. He has passed down from his sword at home and likes boxing, especially wine. He chased a good girl on the road all the way, but he just wanted to smell the fragrance of the wine. It was really a headache."

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, and the familiar feeling in his heart became more and more obvious.

He is heroic and skilled in boxing.

I like to travel everywhere and just passed by Tianjing.

Very good wine...

A handsome young man suddenly popped up in his mind, and said to him with a smile, "You and I will meet you in the future." His heart suddenly became clear like a mirror, and a deep joy of reunion arose of old acquaintances, and he said in his heart:

"So that's it... He guessed on the first time that I was going to attend this phoenix banquet, so he said he would have a chance to meet..."

But while he was happy, he laughed a little. At that time, he thought it was a bit natural to ask about the wine, but since he could chase the girl all the way to smell the fragrance of the wine, it would be normal to ask him a good man to ask for a drink.

"Why did Brother Wang laugh? Do you think Xuanzhi's friend is really interesting?"

Xiahou Xuan asked with two complacent words when he saw the faint smile on Wang Anfeng's face. The latter shook his head and smiled: "It's really interesting. I seem to have met him several times... He once came to me at the herbal tea shop and wanted to buy the pot of wine on my waist."

"Buy wine at the herbal tea shop?"

Xiahou Xuan was silent, but shook his head helplessly and said:

"He can do it."

In helplessness, his eyes when he looked at Wang Anfeng became calmer.

For aristocratic families, friends are really a bit extravagant. His friends have fewer friends than ordinary aristocratic families, so they take more seriously. Since the drunkard can come to him several times, it proves that this kid is not bad and is considered his friend, and the drunkard's friend is naturally his friend.

The same thing, others do it is provoking, but what is it that friends do it? Provoking?

No, no, that's called each other's funny jokes.

The son of the county magistrate was just disrespectful to him, so he used a trick to tease him, stripped his clothes and hung them on the brothel for three days and three nights. Who dared to plead and beat the dog's head directly? The drunkard got him drunk and fell under his sister's skirt. The next day, he still hung his face full of rouge, and drank a small wine together and listened to the song. When he spitted his big hand, he could get a thousand taels of silver.

reward!

The two of them walked forward together. Xiahou Xuan was smart and intended to bring them closer together. The two of them had a very speculative conversation. When they passed by a small pavilion, Xiahou Xuan's eyes lit up slightly, and he laughed directly and shouted:

"A rotten alcoholic, a rotten alcoholic, hahaha, you've found it for me!"

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned. He looked up and saw an unrecognizable face turning. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, his eyebrows were sharp and his nose was like a hanging gall, and a strand of hair on his forehead was more unrestrained and elegant. He seemed to have drunk wine, and his eyes were a little confused. However, when Xiahou Xuan approached him within three steps, he trembled all over and covered his face and screamed:

"You little face?! Why are you here? You agreed, I will never marry your sister. If you force me again, I will drown me in the wine!"

"Hahaha, it's okay, let's see who I brought you?"

Xiahou Xuan laughed and wrapped his hand around the boy's neck. He didn't answer, but pointed at Wang Anfeng, but the boy shook his head like a rattle and shouted: "You'll just see me like this miserable look. You've brought an acquaintance here?!"

"Serious?"

Xiahou Xuan was slightly stunned and said, "You lost again?"

The boy rolled his eyes when he heard this:

"How can we not mention it again?"

Xiahou Xuan laughed and looked at his friend with some bad taste, saying, "You have already compared boxing with him, what did you compare this time?" The young man sighed again when he heard this, and said with a sad face:

"Wine."

"I thought I could drink as much as a cow, and I couldn't beat him, but I didn't expect that I could not even drink him."

"Thirteen is really unbearable..."

Wang Anfeng, who was walking upstairs, was slightly surprised when he heard this and asked, "Thirteen?" The young man looked at him and thought he was Xiahou Xuan's friend, and his friend was his friend, so he replied bluntly:

"Yes, don't you know the famous Thirteenth Master?"

Wang Anfeng had a fever on his face, and he scratched his head and said, "I have never been out before... I really don't know."

The young man was stunned and raised his hand to scratch his hair in a mess. He seemed a little irritable, but he still said patiently:

"He didn't originally call this name. How could a normal person in this world call his child Thirteen?"

"It's just because he is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, hidden weapons, light skills, internal skills, fist, palms, swords, and soft soldiers, all kinds of skills, and he is the best of both worlds, and he is also very generous in drinking. He is called Thirteenth Young Master. Let's call him Thirteenth Master in private."

Wang Anfeng's pupils widened slightly, unable to believe that such a person existed. He counted carefully in his heart, four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, mechanism, hidden weapons, light skills, internal skills, fist, palm, knife, sword, soft soldier, and alcohol tolerance. He couldn't help but speak:

"But there are fourteen in total, why call him Thirteenth Young Master?"

Xiahou Xuan sighed, "Because he has lost one thing among our peers, so he has reduced one."

"What's missing?"
Chapter completed!