Zhang Houren's words immediately silenced the main room.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the relationship between the Zhang family and the Chu family is on the same level. To say that he came to congratulate him sincerely, even the three-year-old child shook his head after hearing this.
But for the sake of what he said, refusing would only make him look petty.
Chu Zhuang frowned and a smile appeared on his face.
"What are you talking about, the head of the Zhang family? The Zhang family has a lot of affairs. I'm also afraid that the head of the Zhang family won't have time to get away, so I don't dare to bother."
Zhang Houren laughed when he heard this and said: "I am really busy, but you and my family are family friends. For such a happy event, even if I have a big event, I have to take the time to come, right?"
The smile on Chu Zhuang's face became even bigger: "Haha, yes, yes, this is an old man's confusion!"
"Come here, give Head Zhang a seat!"
The two of them were talking to each other, with very warm smiles on their faces. If they didn't know the grudges between the two clans, and an outsider who caught a glimpse of this scene would really think that the two were talking to old friends.
Zhang Houren, who had received Chuzhuang's consent, was not at all polite and led his son to sit down at the arranged seat.
It's just that their arrival made the atmosphere of the scene a lot weirder. The happy feeling just now disappeared immediately. Everyone stopped drinking and drinking, obviously worried.
But Zhang Houren didn't notice it at all, or maybe he didn't care. Instead, he greeted everyone like a master: "Don't look at me. Today is the great day of the Chu family. What are you doing here?
Why don’t you quickly say congratulations to Mr. Chu?”
Even so, how could the people around them dare to make mistakes in such a turbulent scene?
Fortunately, Chu Zhuang stood up at this moment, raised his wine glass and thanked everyone.
He lamented how difficult it was for the Chu family to get to where they are today, thanked everyone for being present today, and said some words that ultimately meant that everyone would take care of each other in the future.
This made the slightly awkward atmosphere in the scene a lot better.
From time to time, someone came up to propose a toast to Chu Zhuang, lamenting that he had worked hard for most of his life and finally hoped that the clouds would clear and the moon would shine. These words were naturally mixed with some false feelings, but they did mention Chu Zhuang's thoughts.
Chuzhuang was in a good mood, and he did not refuse to propose a toast to anyone who came, and his face and eyes were already a bit drunk.
He suddenly looked at Chu Zhaozhao on the side and raised his wine glass: "Zhaozhao."
Seeing this, Chu Zhaozhao stood up quickly, but heard Chu Zhuang say: "Sit down!"
Chu Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, secretly feeling that something was wrong. It could be seen that his grandfather looked determined and a little drunk. After all, he did not dare to refute, and sat down uneasily.
"This generation of grandpa respects you." Chu Zhuang said at this time.
As soon as these words came out, Chu Zhaozhao's expression changed and he stood up quickly: "Grandpa, what are you saying? How can you respect me!"
"Let you sit down!" Chu Zhuang was a little unhappy at this moment.
Seeing this, Chu Zhaozhao hurriedly sat down again, but heard the other party say again: "You can bear this glass of wine!"
"I..." Chu Zhaozhao was already uneasy, but after hearing these words, his face became even more frightened.
But others didn't know what she was thinking, and they only thought that she cared about the difference between old and young. On the contrary, they thought that she had an extraordinary character and that she still stuck to her true heart despite being given such an opportunity.
"Zhaozhao, just listen to grandpa."
At this time, Chu Yanjun on the side also smiled and said: "Grandpa is happy today, so don't be disappointed."
When the words came to this point, although Chu Zhaozhao looked ugly, he could only sit back with courage.
"Thank you for your hard work these years."
Chu Zhuang said at this time, his face showed emotion.
"You are only six years old. Others are still acting like a spoiled child in their parents' arms when they are six years old, but you have to stay alone in a place where you are unfamiliar with your life."
"Every year I come back for a few days and then leave in a hurry. Grandpa knows that you work hard, but he doesn't dare to say a word to let you rest..."
Having said this, Chu Zhuang's eyes were a little red, but he seemed to feel that today's scene was not suitable for such sensationalism, so he suppressed his temper to continue recalling, collected his emotions and said: "Fortunately, everything is over.
Yes, you should do your best, now you have the inheritance of Tianxuan Mountain Spirit Sword."
"Brother! Don't think about the unhappy things in the past on this wonderful day. Come and I will toast our Zhaozhao with you." Chu Xian, the helmsman of the Third Hospital on the side, also raised the cup in his hand and said loudly, his
He also looked very happy.
"Yes, yes, the third child is right. Come, let's toast Zhaozhao together!" After Chuzhuang said this, he also raised his wine glass.
Although Chu Zhaozhao felt that it was inappropriate to be toasted by her elders, at this point, she could only raise her glass.
All three of them drank the wine in one gulp, and with this action, the atmosphere of the scene was heightened to the extreme.
Everyone laughed or lamented the Chu family's good fortune, or commented on Chu Zhaozhao's extraordinary achievements.
At this moment, Zhang Houren, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly stood up and said: "Hahaha, everyone is so happy today, why not let Miss Zhaozhao pull out the spiritual sword and open the eyes of all of us here!"
This is said after three rounds of drinking.
Most people were a little drunk, so when they heard this, they didn't think much about it and started cheering.
Although Chu Zhuang didn't like this generous act, but the atmosphere was so good, he simply looked at Chu Zhaozhao and said with a smile: "Zhaozhao, in that case, take out your spiritual sword and let everyone see it. Grandpa, I am also very curious.
, let us all open our eyes!”
Chu Zhaozhao's expression suddenly changed when she heard this. She buried her head lower, not knowing how to respond to Chu Zhuang's words.
More than ten breaths of time passed.
The crowd's cheers gradually died down, but Chu Zhaozhao still sat there with his head lowered.
Everyone was a little confused, but Zhang Houren, the one who made the suggestion, squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Zhaozhao, who was obviously restless, with a smile on his face: "What do you mean, Miss Zhaozhao?"
"Is it possible that we are afraid that we people will snatch the sword? Or..."
Having said this, he paused intentionally and added: "Miss Zhaozhao doesn't have any Tianxuan Mountain Spirit Sword in her hand at all!"
As soon as these words came out, Chu Zhaozhao's body suddenly trembled.
Everyone present also looked at the girl with her head lowered with strange expressions.
Chu Zhuang also frowned. He had had many confrontations with Zhang Houren over the years, and he knew that this man was very alert and would never do anything unprepared. If he dared to provoke at this time, he must have someone to rely on.
Thinking of this, the old man suddenly felt uneasy. He turned his head and looked at Chu Zhaozhao aside. The girl's anxious and uneasy look made Chu Zhuang feel more and more strange after his drunkenness had receded.
"Zhao Zhao! What's going on?" he asked in a deep voice, his tone a bit stern.
Chu Zhaozhao was naturally unable to respond. Her body began to tremble and her face became a little pale.
"Let me help you answer this question!" At this moment, a hearty voice suddenly came, and it was Zhang Houren's son, Zhang Quan.
He stood up and walked to the center of the main room.
"Three months ago, I had the honor to meet Junior Sister Zhaozhao."
"At that time, she was still an outer sect disciple and had not yet mastered the art of observing swords and cultivating the mind. In the past three months, the sect had neither recruited inner sect disciples nor opened the Yaoguang Sword Pool."
"It just so happened that today, my father and I were guests at Chu Tianque's house. When I heard him talk about this matter, I became suspicious. I was afraid that Mr. Chu would be deceived by the villain, so I came boldly uninvited."
At this point, Zhang Quan's eyes fell on the sheathed sword that Chu Zhaozhao had put aside, and then he said: "Just now I felt it specifically, and Junior Sister Zhaozhao's sword-watching and mind-nurturing technique has indeed been broken.
, but the sword obtained has no spiritual consciousness and is definitely not from my Yaoguang Sword Pool."
"You're talking nonsense!" As soon as this statement came out, some members of the Chu family stood up to refute it.
"Nonsense?" Zhang Quan narrowed his eyes, "You can tell right from wrong as soon as you tell the truth."
After saying this, he dodged his body and charged straight towards Chu Zhaozhao. It looked like he was trying to seize the sword.
Chu Zhaozhao was already in a state of turmoil, so he was completely unexpected by Zhang Quan's move. Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Chu Zhaozhao's expression suddenly changed, but he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.
Zheng!
And right at this stall, a slight trembling sword sound rang out.
A long black sword suddenly stretched out from the side and headed straight for Zhang Quan's face.
Zhang Quan was startled, and his forward steps suddenly stopped. The scabbard behind him trembled, and a snow-white long sword suddenly came out of its sheath. The awe-inspiring sword intent gathered on the blade, and Zhang Quan swung it out smoothly.
clang!
Only a muffled sound was heard.
Black and white swords collide.
Zhang Quan took a few steps back before regaining his balance.
He looked at the owner of the black sword in front of him with strange eyes. He was an ordinary-looking young man.
"Who are you?" he asked in a deep voice, but he was a little wary.
Although he had reacted in a panic in the fight just now, the moment the swords collided, he could clearly feel that the opponent's sword moves were fierce and full of murderous intent, which was definitely not something ordinary warriors could possess.
Chu Qingxiao held the Linyuan Sword in his hand, stared at the opponent with a gloomy look, and whispered in his mouth: "What does it have to do with you?"
Zhang Quan was not angry when he heard this, but smiled and said: "Someone is using the name of Tianxuan Mountain to deceive and deceive in Wancheng. This behavior is insulting to the master. I am a disciple of Tianxuan Mountain's Ganquan Peak, so I cannot stand by and watch."
"Who you are has nothing to do with me, of course, but if you prevent me from clearing my name, you are making an enemy of Tianxuan Mountain!"
Chu Qingxiao frowned slightly: "You can't represent Tianxuan Mountain, and you don't need to pressure me. Zhaozhao is not cheating!"
"No?" Zhang Quan sneered, looking past Chu Qingxiao and looking at the people around him.
"If not, then why are you all here today? Isn't it written on the invitation card in your hand to celebrate Junior Sister Zhaozhao's inheritance of the spiritual sword, so I invite you to come and watch the ceremony?"
"Since you are invited to come and watch the ceremony, why don't you take out the spiritual sword and let you have a look?"
"Then since you can't bring out the spiritual sword, and you're throwing a banquet with great fanfare, it's not bluffing, then what is it!?"
"Is it possible that my Zhang family made up the news to get you to come and watch the ceremony?"
Even though Zhang Quan said this, he was still very angry. Everyone in the room was also suspicious. They looked at Chu Zhaozhao with increasingly strange eyes and whispered in their mouths.
Chu Zhuang, who was at the main table, looked livid. He frowned, looked at the pale Chu Zhaozhao and asked, "Zhaozhao! What on earth is going on?"
Chu Zhaozhao raised his head and looked at his grandfather: "I..."
She wanted to drag out the truth and explain the misunderstanding, but she hesitated when she spoke.
After all, this banquet was organized by Chu Yanjun. He contributed to this situation out of good intentions. He might be able to get away with some harsh punishment by explaining the misunderstanding. But when things got to this point, the Chu family would lose face no matter what.
Chu Yanjun, who misunderstood this matter, may also be punished.
Chu Zhaozhao couldn't bear it and looked back at Chu Yanjun with a hesitant expression.
But just when she was hesitating, Chu Yanjun suddenly knelt down with his face turning pale.
"Master! I received Zhaozhao's letter, and my clansmen personally heard from her that she had obtained the spirit sword, so I just held this banquet for you all!"
"I have great trust in Zhaozhao and never thought that she would dare to tell such a big lie."
"I was rash in this matter. I trusted Chu Zhaozhao without seeing the spirit sword. I hope the master of the family will punish me!"