The Yang family’s birthday party was the day after tomorrow, but the yard became quiet the next day, and there was no longer the bustling crowd that night.
Zhao Changhe was cramming very seriously. In fact, he was escaping from the Shura field. It was better to ponder the rejuvenation formula on the spur of the moment than to be a big head among women.
But he also underestimated these women. Which one is not the overlord of one party and has business matters first? Seeing that he was thinking about his medical skills, the women did not bother him.
Tang Wanzhuang was reading in her yard. No one knew whether she was really reading. Huangfu Qing claimed to be sleeping and drove away all the maids and servants arranged by the Yang family. As for what she was really doing, no one knew.
And Cui Yuanyang went to the Wang family's residence, and happily mixed in as an in-law and became familiar with it.
Even if Wang Daozhong knew clearly that this girl was not a relative, and her surname was Zhao everywhere...then he couldn't drive her out openly, and he had to pinch his nose to apologize.
It seems that what Wang Daozhong wants to do most right now is to go straight to Zhao Changhe's yard and chop him down. Unfortunately, this is a distinguished guest invited by the Yang family, so he cannot mess around. Tang Wanzhuang is guarding him, so he cannot beat him.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Even looking at this little rabbit who was supposed to be loved by everyone, Wang Daozhong lost his good temper and simply disappeared and hid in the room reading a book.
The world remained pure for a day until the evening of the next day, when Yang Jingxiu's birthday party came.
There are only a handful of people in this world who can heal the soul. It can be said that there is no reliable one at all. That's why Tang Wanzhuang's illness became a "terminal disease" that she even planned to give up.
From the perspective of Zhuang Fuqing in the late Tang Dynasty, Zhao Changhe had a rejuvenation trick. Although he didn't know whether it would be effective, at least there was a chance.
But others don't know this. According to the news, this kid just studied medicine with Tang Wanzhuang in Xiangyang more than ten days ago...
The reason why Zhao Changhe was invited to the banquet was purely because of his current status, which was very important. Seeing that he was in the middle of a storm, the Yang family should treat it with caution, or at least observe their interactions more.
He was really invited to the birthday party, and I never thought that he could also cure illnesses.
In fact, even how to arrange Zhao Changhe's seats during this banquet seemed to be a headache - his identity should be sitting in the hall with dignitaries, or he should be sitting in a higher position, sitting with Huangfu Qing, but this arrangement cannot be done without disclosing his identity.
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With his normal performance, he can only be placed in the outer hall of the martial arts masters, separated from the dignitaries. Although the others are good, it is not enough to be at the top. He is placed below other famous martial arts figures. I don’t know what he will do.
No comments...
Yang Bugui accompanied Zhao Changhe carefully to the outer hall. He peeked at him and saw that he was smiling and had no expression, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Zhao, please don't be rude."
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "It's very comfortable to drink and eat meat outside. Who can bother to show off inside? There's no need to worry about my seat. I feel more comfortable sharing a table with young people."
Yang Bugui said with a smile: "It's Brother Zhao's temperament... I remember the time in Langya, when Brother Zhao and Situ laughed and drank the world. To be honest, we were impulsive at that time, and men's pride should be like this."
"Why do you keep bragging about me... Situ didn't come?"
"I can't find him. I don't know where he went to practice. A representative from the Shenhuang Sect came here. Well, that's the one..." Yang Bugui gestured to the mighty middle-aged man in the hall with his eyes: "Elder Shenhuang Sect Shi, Earthly
Ranking thirty."
"The Shenhuang Sect is worthy of being the strongest sect in the world." Zhao Changhe took a look and wondered if he could drag the Shenhuang Sect on the road to Maitreya... As for the treatment of the Yang family, most of the time the Shenhuang Sect had nothing to do.
Because the Shenhuang Sect trains the body, the soul has always been a weak point.
He said casually: "Well... I told you that day. You said you would discuss it with your father later. What was the result of this discussion?"
"Well, Brother Zhao, there is indeed something wrong with our family. We are very grateful that Brother Zhao is willing to help, but Brother Zhao cannot help with this matter. I am kind-hearted." Yang Bugui lowered his voice: "Just follow Brother Zhao's intention.
, My father will definitely participate in the Battle of Maitreya, Brother Zhao will just make an appointment."
Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "Okay. You can go and greet others, don't stay here all the time."
Yang Bugui apologized and resigned. Zhao Changhe didn't go to Elder Shi's table, but found a table with a group of young people to mix with. Others didn't pay attention to him. They were all looking through the patio at the inner hall, where the guests were dressed in costumes.
Huangfu Qing and Tang Wanzhuang were sitting below her with a frosty face.
What is meant by "Chunlan, Qiuju, and others are good at winning their own battles" is simply not enough to describe this scene.
Why should Lan and Ju compare with these two!
It was simply God's destiny to carve out two of the most perfect wonders and put them together.
"I once heard someone say that ten years ago, the two prides of the capital competed with each other, which was a strange scene in the capital... I also thought that the predecessors exaggerated, how could it be so exaggerated, they were just two women, and they were not the kind to compete with others to compare their beauty.
At most, they only exchanged a few sarcastic remarks, but what others said was so outlandish... Only now that I have seen it in person can I know that what others said is true."
"Yeah, they don't need to say anything. Just sitting there, I'm afraid they can beat the brains out of anyone arguing about who is more beautiful."
"So who is beautiful?"
"I think the first one is beautiful. It's as clear and elegant as water, and the imperial concubine is a bit inferior."
"I think the imperial concubine is beautiful! That woman's amorous feelings are breathtaking at first glance. You kid knows nothing!"
“The first one is beautiful!”
"The imperial concubine is beautiful!"
Someone said weakly: "No, haven't you seen Cui Yuanyang? He's so cute, so pink and jade..."
The two people in the dispute simultaneously despised the past: "Virgins go and sit at the table with dogs!"
Zhao Changhe: "..."
"Vote!" Someone took the paper and turned to Zhao Changhe: "Brother, who are you voting for?"
Zhao Changhe took a look and found four votes for Tang Wanzhuang, four votes for Huangfu Qing, and one vote for Cui Yuanyang.
"Single choice or multiple choices?" Zhao Changhe asked.
Everyone was shocked: "Do you still want to choose more?"
"There's no limit, right?" Zhao Changhe picked up the pen and ticked all three: "I want them all."
Why do you all have such clear aesthetic distinctions? Let’s leave it to multiple-choice questions...
By the way, no matter who is beautiful, it’s none of your business. Is it any of your business?
Everyone looked at him with strange expressions: "What is your surname?"
"Hey, how do you know my name is Gao Daming?"
"..."
He chatted with the young warriors and ate sumptuous dishes casually. In fact, Zhao Changhe's mind had long been invested in the main hall. The advantage of the outer hall is that it doesn't have to be as serious as in the main hall.
, the whole birthday celebration process can make people feel numb all over and have needles in their buttocks. Tang Wanzhuang and Huangfuqing are used to sitting still. I really don’t know why Yangyang, who is so lively, can bear it.
After the long and stinky birthday celebration session, the family members came in one by one to perform martial arts assessments and compete in the catch-and-shoot competition.
At the same time, it is also a way for the Yang family to declare the strength of its children to outsiders, and also to make the best known.
Seeing the young people of the Yang family fighting hard, it gave them a sense of the world of martial arts. What were those smelly and long things just now...
"Although there are few at the top... the younger generation of the Yang family is actually not bad." Someone whispered: "Yang Bugui took advantage of the opportunity of the previous group to enter the list, and now he is ranked third in Qianlong. Where can he go?
It’s also a sight to behold. That’s not all. Each room of the Yang family has several Qianlongs with one hundred and eighty, two hundred and two, and two hundred and three. Although they are all relatively low, the total number is actually more than King Cui.”
Zhao Changhe watched the martial arts competition in the hall and secretly thought that the children of the Yang family generally seemed to be quite capable. In fact, even Yang Qianyuan's level was very high. He entered Kunlun alone and almost took advantage of the limelight to directly become the leader of the money gang.
Role.
Judging from this martial arts competition alone, we can see that the basic skills of the Yang family's children are relatively solid. It may be related to the nature of the Yang family's martial arts, which is profound and heroic... It may also be related to the decline of the Yang family, and the children have a sense of crisis.
, they are all more energetic. This is better than the old Cui family. Take Cui Yuanyang for example, what was he like before we met him? He was so carefree and half-hearted that he wanted to practice...
Another person said: "Brother, you are so old-fashioned in your comments. People who don't know would think you are some famous person..."
The man coughed twice and sighed: "The list has fallen down recently... I'm ashamed."
People were in awe: "He's actually a famous person on the Qianlong List? I'm so rude. I don't know..."
"It used to be two hundred and twelve, but recently Blood Shura entered the list. I should have moved up one spot, but instead it dropped to two hundred and thirteen." The man sighed, but he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes.
: "But it just so happens that Miss Cui has also been ranked for this position, and she is destined to me."
Zhao Changhe spit out a mouthful of wine with a "pop" sound.
The man looked sideways: "This tall and famous brother..."
Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Ashamed, my ranking has also slipped. The one that was originally number one has dropped to forty-four."
This is not like the Qianlong Ranking. It feels like it is the ranking within his own sect. The man said angrily: "I'm talking about the Troubled Times Ranking."
"What a coincidence, that's what I said."
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It just so happened that the Yang family's martial arts competition and birthday celebrations ended at this time. Yang Jingxiu was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Buxiu is only fifteen years old. He is already at the fourth level of the entrance hall. He has rigorous swordsmanship and profound understanding. He is truly a thousand-mile horse in my family. Give him the Lianshan Sword."
Three days of reflection."
The young man was overjoyed: "Thank you, uncle."
The Lianshan Sword has become inoperable, yet it is still difficult for Lao Yang to create the appearance that the Lianshan Sword is in good condition.
But I heard Wang Daozhong stroke his beard and say: "The Yang family's children are so talented...Brother Yang, in previous years, we also competed with guests. Do you have this idea this year?"
This is indeed common, but it may not always happen. It depends on what the master thinks. Yang Jingxiu said casually: "Brother Wang, do you want your disciples to learn from us?"
Wang Daozhong said with a smile: "I just want to learn from each other among the guests... There are not many opportunities for famous people to get together, so it's a good time."
Yang Jingxiu smiled and said: "Who do you want to compete with, brother Wang? With your strength, do you want to discuss two moves with Elder Shi?"
Wang Daozhong waved his hand: "Of course it's not me... My guest is forty-five on the list, and it just so happens that forty-four is here. He admires but is dissatisfied. He wants to challenge one or two. Is it a good talk?"
Everyone at Zhao Changhe's table watched helplessly as a man walked up to him with a sword and saluted "Gao Daming": "Forty-five on the list, Thunder Sword Ding Ting, please give Blood Shura for advice."
A table of young people looked twitchingly at Zhao Changhe, who was holding a chicken leg and chewing it with joy.
You really fell from the first place to the forty-fourth... How could Blood Shura Zhao Changhe squeeze into the corner table of this outer hall like an idle man, happily gnawing on chicken legs, eating a mouthful of oil, and still talking to each other?
Let’s vote for the beauty pageant together…
Cui Yuanyang is his fiancée. Fortunately, everyone just complimented her on her beauty and cuteness, and no disrespectful remarks were made.
Wait a minute...what do you mean by all the things you just ticked off?