On the morning of the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, Tang Zitao, who had been waiting on the roof of Li Chengxiao's bamboo building, suddenly opened his eyes. The moment the bamboo building opened the door, he flew to the near, bowed to the ground...
"A disciple welcomes Master..."
"Well..." Li Chengxiao walked out slowly with his hands behind his back, looked down at the steps, Yu Mohan and Qin Ming with a worried look on their faces, and then said with a smile: "Don't worry, the poison of Master Wang has been removed..."
Yu Mohan and Qin Ming were overjoyed when they heard this, and then bowed to Li Chengxiao together...
As the saying goes, the great kindness did not express any thanks. The two of them did not say anything extra. They stood up and looked at the leader Li and smiled.
"But... Master Wang seemed to have some misunderstandings about the situation and kept shouting, "I would rather die than owe my husband the kindness I have to cooperate. In desperation, Li had to lit his sleeping hole. At this moment, he was still sleeping..."
As Li Chengxiao finished speaking, the two people who were originally overjoyed were ashamed to their faces flushed with a visible speed...
Finally, it was Qin Ming, the elder brother who spoke first.
"Ahem... junior sister... you go inside and help the head out first. I will go to the disciples and quickly make some side dishes for the head Li. For more than ten days, the water and rice have not been in, and I will work hard. I am very ashamed..."
Qin Ming had an old face red, bowed and polite, which made Li Chengxiao not know how to refuse for a moment... he could only stand in place and laughed awkwardly...
"grandfather!!"
A crisp shout suddenly came, which immediately relieved the awkward atmosphere at the scene a little. At this time, Li Lingyue had already run to the bamboo building and suddenly flew into Li Chengxiao's arms, and was so hungry that she didn't hit Master Li a little...
"Grandpa, you finally came out. Yue'er is worried so much these days! You don't know that these days you have been in seclusion, the Supreme Sword Village..."
"Ahem!!"
Tang Zitao, who was beside him, quickly interrupted Li Lingyue's words, then stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, led her to the side, and whispered: "Little Junior Sister, Master has just left the seclusion. You can ask the master to eat something, take a break, and then talk about family matters..." After Tang Zitao said that, he was afraid that Li Lingyue would not understand the situation, so he kept winking at her.
Tang Zitao is very familiar with the master's temper. The master can tolerate other things, but he wants to let him know that someone has threatened the life of his junior sister. Then the master will definitely go to the door without saying a word, without any room for negotiation...
But if this is true, let alone whether the other party’s three masters can handle it in their heyday. Just talk about it now, the old master has not been able to use water and rice for 15 consecutive days, and is also used to exercise his skills and detoxify. It is just when it is necessary to take a rest and regulate his breathing. It is definitely not suitable to engage in action with others. This matter needs to be discussed for a long time.
Fortunately, Li Lingyue, who gradually calmed down, also understood the elder brother's concerns and stopped talking. However, Li Chengxiao obviously heard the problem from Lingyue's words, and his face changed immediately. He asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong with the Supreme Sword Village...?"
"Uh... it's still about the junior sister's previous engagement. The other party came to the door to urge her, which was not a big deal..." Tang Zitao bowed his hand and responded with a smile.
But Li Chengxiao obviously did not believe it all. He looked at Tang Zitao with a suspicious look on his face, and then said loudly: "I have never nodded in the proposal for marriage, how can I count it? Who is my Yue'er? What's more, I am very satisfied with Qi Hua, the child. Don't mention this matter again! If someone comes again, just knock it out directly! No need to be polite!"
"Yes..." Tang Zitao responded, but he couldn't laugh or cry...
As expected, as long as it is related to the junior sister, the master will show no mercy at all...
"Yue'er knows! Grandpa loves Yue'er the most! Grandpa, you are exhausted these days, are you? Yue'er beats your shoulders." Li Lingyue held her hands behind her back and jumped to Old Man Li with her teeth bared and smiled foolishly. When the leader Li, who had just looked majestic, saw his good granddaughter, he looked like a deflated ball, and his face was immediately filled with smiles. He had forgotten all the truth and supreme sword village. He turned back to an old farmer, and was happily helped back to the bamboo building by his good granddaughter...
On this side, with Tang Zitao and Li Lingyue's cooperation, Old Man Li was dealt with. On the other side, Qin Ming directly woke Feng Chen and Lu Liang, who were in charge of the kitchen, and prepared meals. When Li Chengxiao successfully left the seclusion, the news that the leader of the sect successfully escaped spread throughout Feixia Sect behind Yan Bing, the second uncle, the fourth uncle, and a group of Feixia Sect members immediately surrounded the bamboo house and rushed in line.
All the Feixiamen who squeezed in, without exception, bowed to Li Chengxiao, who was sitting at the door and cheerful, and then ran to the head to ask about his well-being.
But this scene is like parading in public for Wang Linfeng, who just owed the favor of heaven...
The old man covered his sleeves with shame. Facing the care of everyone, he could only nodded repeatedly, but could not squeeze out a word. Li Chengxiao, who was sitting at the door, enjoying the shoulders of his good granddaughter, and happily responding to everyone's gratitude, laughed happier and more proud. From time to time, he would sneak a glance at Wang Linfeng, and then stroking his beard and laughing...
At this moment, Wang Linfeng wished that the remaining poison in his body had not been purified, and he was relieved if the poison was killed on the spot...
It was not until the apprentice who helped the kitchen came to the bamboo house to shout dinner that the "torture" against the old man alone ended completely.
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Wine
gourmet food
banquet
Song
Dance
Celebrate
Everyone drank from noon to afternoon
From afternoon to late at night
Just as the backyard of Baolong Pavilion was in full swing, and gongs and drums were ringing, a series of rapid door smashes suddenly sounded at the front yard of Baolong Pavilion...
Unable to drink, Wang Bo, who returned to the front yard early, woke up from his dream by the sound of smashing the door...
Put on my coat, pulled out the fire stick and lit the oil lamp, and walked to the door with the light. The sound of smashing the door was almost gone, but the more I knocked it, the more I became more and more urgent...
"Who is it all in the middle of the night..." Wang Uncle asked, and he was already lying in front of the crack in the door and looking at the outside.
I saw a girl who looked familiar. After hearing her question, she was slightly stunned, then took a step back and replied loudly: "Old man, little queen Wenmiao, I lived here before, and I just returned today. I hope the old man will open the door quickly. Oh... The little girl is very close to Li Lingyue, the daughter of the Ling family. If the old man doesn't believe it, you will know it with just a message!"
"Wang Wenmiao..." The old man muttered with the oil lamp. Although he looked at the anxious girl, he did look familiar, but he heard this name for the first time. So while hesitating, he lay on the crack in the door and looked carefully at the left and right.
As a result, it was fine if I didn’t look at it, but I was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat!
There were hundreds of strong men standing behind the woman, each wearing black clothes, wearing black scarves, holding a torch in one hand and a war horse in the other. There was a bright long knife around her waist and an iron stick cross-body, which looked like the rifle that soldiers in Xingtian Camp in the backyard carried all day!
The old man was sobered up at this moment, not to mention that he was sobered up, he was afraid that half of his soul would be lost. He threw away the oil lamp in his hand and ran to the backyard...
The person outside the door clearly heard the movement, so a low voice said directly: "Why is this person so guilty?? Could it be that the Baolong Pavilion has changed hands?? Xu Wen, Zhao Wu, you two quickly protect the princess and leave! The others, load the rifle, follow me in to find out!"
"I won't leave!! I once commander, don't force me to die in front of you!!"
"Your Highness Princess!!!"
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"Okay... If the scene inside really proves the suspicion of Xiaguan. At that time, please don't be willful again..."
"Bang!!"
"Click!!!"
With two loud noises, the gate of Baolong Pavilion was slapped down by Zeng Ke. The moment the heavy wooden door landed, bursts of dust immediately raised. Before the dust could settle, more than 300 black Jinwei armed to his teeth rushed in with guns. Some jumped onto the courtyard wall, and some stood on the roof. There was no extra command. Everything seemed to have been practiced countless times in advance, with clear division of labor.
"Commander, it seems... there is no trace of a war here..."
"Don't underestimate the enemy! Keep on guard!!"
"yes!!"
"Commander!! The bamboo building in front is brightly lit! It seems that there are many people!"
"Commander!! The subordinate saw Duke Ding!! She seemed to be safe and sound, and was holding a banquet...drinking...???"
"ah--!???"
When Zeng Ke heard this, he stood there in a daze. He looked back at the door of Baolong Pavilion that was smashed by himself, and sucked his teeth in depression...
When Wang Wenmiao heard the news that Yan Bing was safe and sound, he lifted his skirt slightly and ran towards the backyard...
"The commander... still stop..."
"………No need…you are all waiting outside the yard. I... go and explain to Master Li in person..." Zeng Ke sighed lightly, walked slowly towards the backyard of Baolong Pavilion with his hands behind his back...
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"Old Ancestor!!! Ancestor!!! Hundreds of people came outside!! They were carrying knives and leading horses! They seemed to be carrying... on their backs... What's that? That's right!! Rifle!! At this moment, they were smashing the door in the front yard..." Uncle Wang ran to the back yard, rushed directly to the main table, and said panting to Li Chengxiao.
"Rifle!!??" Yan Bing grabbed the point directly from Wang Bo's words, stood up suddenly, and asked loudly: "What are those people dressing??"
"Dress up?" Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and then hurriedly replied: "Black clothes! They are all black robes! They also wear black scarves on their heads!"
"Hei Jinwei!??" Yan Bing immediately saw the words "Hei Jinwei" in his mind when he heard Wang Bo's narration, and then blurted out. At this moment, Wen Miao also ran to the backyard. Through a long distance, he recognized Yan Bing's figure with the flashing light and dark fire, and rushed towards her...
"Qihua-!!Qihua-!!!!!!"
While shouting Yan Bing's name, Wang Wenmiao ran away with joy. Big tears, together with sweat, blurred her eyes. She didn't see clearly, and tripped under her feet and fell to the ground...
"Wen Miao—!!?"
Yan Bing exclaimed, quickly jumped and landed directly in front of Wen Miao. He quickly helped her up. While dusting the soil for her, he asked worriedly: "Why did you come here?? You didn't get hurt!?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine, just be fine!" Wen Miao shook his head repeatedly, cried and laughed on his face, and hugged Yan Bing tightly, feeling the temperature from her body, and then he felt completely relieved. As her defense gradually relaxed, the string that had been tense in her head also relaxed, and she actually fainted on the spot...
"Wen Miao!!! What's wrong with you Wen Miao!!!??Don't scare me!!!"
Just when Yan Bing was extremely anxious, Zeng Ke landed lightly in front of her, patted her shoulder, and said slowly: "Your Highness the Princess has been riding on the road for three consecutive days without sleeping for three days. Now I have fainted. It is a miracle... Don't worry... Just have a sleep..."
“O…O…O…”
After Zeng Ke's explanation, Yan Bing suddenly realized it. Then he looked at Wen Miao who was sleeping soundly in her arms. He smiled helplessly, then looked up at Zeng Ke, blinked, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Zeng, why are you here?"
"Tsk... Is this a good word for Duke??? Is it still uncle Zeng? I dare not be a minister!! As for why the officials came..." Zeng Ke said halfway, he glanced at Wang Wenmiao with a squint, and then looked depressed and silent...
And at this moment...
Suddenly, I heard a crisp sound of "Bang" behind me, and the wine bowl and the wine spilled all over the floor...
Yan Bing slowly turned his head to look after the sound, Li Chengxiao was glaring at her angrily, and then slowly uttered a few words...
"What kind of relationship does she have with you... Qihua, should you explain it to me..."
Yan Bing's face changed drastically, and then he suddenly realized his current situation...