Lincheng Huamo Chapter 29: The Covenant of the Oath
"This dancer?" Zhong Xihou couldn't help but be fascinated as he stared at the dancer in white. In addition, today's night banquet consisted mostly of blood-activating food, and thoughts were already running through his mind.
"City Lord Zhong is talking about this dancer in white? This dancer's name is Zang Yan, a foreign woman."
Woman, beautiful woman, beautiful Banbang woman. This beautiful Banbang woman also has red hair. Red-haired women are disgusting in the open and attractive in secret. Those elegant people always criticize and scold openly, but secretly they think this.
Well, the skill of telling the red-haired fox Meier privately is usually not bad.
Zhong Xihou wanted to accompany the dancer with music. He wanted to see the dancer dance in colorful clothes and feathers. What kind of style did she look like dancing in this dance?
Zhu Yinuo was drinking there. He didn't like the deer blood wine, but King Jinling and Zhu Jiannan often drank this wine. Zhu Yinuo drank to find something to do, and he didn't do anything if he didn't go to see Zhong Xihou.
For other things, he just drank there. It was also boring. It was all because Brother Dahong insisted on dragging Mo Ming to do some academic research on elegant painting. It was boring.
The music was singing in unison and the dancers were graceful. Zhong Xihou stood up. He was attracted by the dancer named Zangyan. He was curious about this dancer and wanted to take this red-haired and charming dancer back to the city that never sleeps.
Zhong Xihou clapped his hands, completely ignoring his status as the lord of a city, and watched the dance beat to the music.
This woman's hands were really beautiful. He seemed to have never seen such beautiful hands. The hands were as soft as boneless, like green and white jade, and slender and flawless. Such hands should not hold swords or cook.
It's time to play the piano.
Zhong Xihou's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped on his sword. This action frightened Qin Ji beside him and paralyzed her to the ground. No one else could touch his sword.
Hearing another sound of "噌", Zang Yan drew out a broken blade from her sleeve and stabbed Zhong Xihou. Zhong Xihou had never seen King Qin break the formation dance. If the dance was so rude, then he would also
I will lose interest.
He stepped on the foot and grabbed the Wuyu sword. He turned around and patted the slender hand of the dancing girl holding the blade with his other hand. This dancing girl is undoubtedly stupid. If he gets angry from shame, he can kill her with one sword, even if Zhong Xihou doesn't kill her.
If he kills her, when she is at a disadvantage, this old fox of Jinling will kill her.
Zhong Xihou saw that the woman's eyes were empty and her brows were furrowed.
As the West City Lord held her hands, she was like a puppet controlled by silk threads, and the two of them danced with swords, which was a completely different scene. This woman's hands were not cold, but still warm. It was because her heart was beating too fast.
Is it fast, or is the blood rolling too fast? Is it the heat of the human body or the heat of the heart?
He just grabbed her, and the two of them danced around and around in the lobby. The broken blade was not even close to his throat several times, but was moved away at the critical moment.
In the center of the hall, the black charcoal from the West danced gracefully around a fair-skinned red-haired beauty. Everyone present thought it was a good meal to go with the wine, so they couldn't help but applaud, and they couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of deer blood wine.
Naturally, when everyone's attention was attracted by the dance of the black and white duo, the old dragon king in Lincheng drank two more cups greedily. He drank too fast and blushed, but saw the old dragon king covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves, stretching out
He took out his tongue and licked the oozing wine from the corner of his mouth, smash it, smash it, it's delicious.
As for the guests here, they drank too much deer blood wine and their blood is boiling. When the banquet is over, it is time to go and have some fun.
Zhu Jiannan has always been in poor health. He drank three or two glasses of wine today, so he changed to a cup of strong tea to sober up. He took a sip and looked at the two dancing in the center of the hall with a smile.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Lincheng glanced at the several sword-wielding guards on the side. The guards knew what they were doing. They held the sword hilts and were about to step forward, but their expressions turned from depression to fear. Zhu Jiannan glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the appearance of the dozen or so guards.
It's quite ridiculous and indeed embarrassing.
They were trying to draw the sword, but strangely, the sword seemed to be sealed in the scabbard. No matter how hard they tried, they could not get out of the scabbard.
Yuemou danced like this for a moment, and Zhong Xihou just hugged the dancing girl Zangyan and returned to his seat to sit down. He took the previous glass of deer blood wine and drank it in one gulp.
After being happy, he slapped the wine glass on the table with a soft sound. Then, he heard the sound of swords being unsheathed. Thirteen guards who were trying hard to draw their swords all unsheathed their swords. The guests here looked dumbfounded.
, cloudy and foggy.
Zhu Jiannan frowned slightly, but for a moment, he scolded the guards with angry eyebrows and said: "The lobby is only a small place, why are you just joining in the fun? Wait until you go back to the courtyard to have a banquet, and then show off to the nobles here.
Your sword formation dance before the soldiers."
The leading attendant was quite grateful, clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was so arrogant that I was seduced by Lord Zhong's heroic appearance and couldn't help myself..."
"That's all, get out of here!"
Immediately afterwards, they saw thirteen guards wearing swords and light armor, actually doing somersaults, rolling all the way out of the banquet, and there was a burst of laughter from the banquet.
Zhong Xihou looked amused, but when he heard a clear laugh, he turned his head and saw that it was the red-haired dancer covering her mouth and laughing.
Her slightly youthful eyebrows, red lips and white face, and her wind chime laughter make her a little less charming and a little more playful.
"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to give me something as a gift."
Not to mention Old Prince Zhu, Zhu Jiannan also understood what Zhong Xihou meant. Zhu Jiannan looked at his grandfather. The old Dragon King in Lincheng nodded slightly, pretending to be generous, and drank half a glass of wine. That's it.
After drinking half a glass of wine too much, Zhu Jiannan frowned slightly but didn't want to say anything.
Zhu Jiannan felt helpless and couldn't show it on his face. Out of sight, out of mind, he turned his head to look at Zhong Xihou, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "A hero should use three thousand beauties. Since City Lord Zhong will not abandon Wu Jiyou
Se, you should serve Lord Zhongcheng as ordered."
Marquis Zhongxi did not show any pretense, he took Zang Yan into his arms and gently lifted the beauty's chin. The red-haired dancer felt resentful and resentful, but also helpless.
"It's refreshing. How about giving this girl to the orphan as well, with three hundred taels of gold?"
Everyone was stunned, three hundred taels of gold? Their eyes were focused on the previous Qin Ji, which frightened this twenty-eight-year-old girl to the point where her face turned pale. Seeing that her body was shaking slightly, everyone thought it was because of this black girl in the West.
The barbarian was frightened.
Zhu Jiannan shook his head. Zhong Xihou knew that there was something going on, so he heard Zhu Jiannan continue: "Yellow and white things are too cliché, why not like this? I heard that there are tens of millions of treasures in the city that never sleeps, so the Lord of Zhong City owes Xiao Wang an arrogant and unparalleled weapon today."
Sword, how about it?"
Zhong Xihou laughed loudly, slapped the table and said loudly: "Okay, I will send the order tonight."
Zhu Jiannan shook his head and added: "The little king doesn't like ordinary swords. What the little king wants is a famous sword that can be ranked among the top 100 in the sword appraisal book."
All the guests at the banquet couldn't help but murmur quietly, and they all speculated that Zhong Xihou was not ready to have this little girl, but how could they have thought that this damn charcoal was either for the pleasure between the little girl's legs or because of the loss of face.
, after laughing a few times, he not only agreed to a famous sword ranked among the top 100 in the sword book, but also a high-quality sword.
At the end of the banquet, a group of people gossiped that Xi Di Hei Tan was really like a wild dog and couldn't be fed enough. They said that this barbarian wanted two beauties at once, and they also speculated that he would hold the wall and go out tomorrow morning. After such indecent remarks, he continued
He laughed at this barbaric man who just bought the piano girl and got the red-haired dancer for nothing. He didn't know how to treat each other with courtesy.
But what these people don't understand is that Zhong Xihou is determined to give a life for a life. Even if Yue Mo understands how his subordinate died tragically, he has no intention of seeking revenge.
However, even if he did not intend to seek revenge after killing the man under him, it would not prevent him from spreading his grievances on the evil emperor who killed the spearman, and his fist shook Chunqiu's head. He was not prepared to distinguish whether the evil emperor was the real one.
One of those murderers, the literati competed with ink, the warriors competed with fists, let’s fight first.
After the guests had dispersed, the night was already quiet. In the Jinling Palace, Zhong Xihou raised his head and looked at the moon that was half covered by the eaves. The moon in the Middle Earth was really different from that in the West.
The old fox and the little fox clearly knew that the red-haired dancer could not get close to them, let alone hurt themselves. If they had not asked for help, the old fox would have ordered someone to cut off her hand tendons and mark her face.
If you lose your name, you will be expelled from the palace, or even worse, you will be exiled to the border areas and become a prostitute.
Zhong Xihou frowned slightly. This method is undoubtedly the cruelest. But even so, Zhong Xihou will find her, he will bring this woman back to the city that never sleeps, and he will find the most famous doctor in the world to cure her.
hand.
"What King Jinling does is truly extraordinary."
"There once was a man in Lincheng. He had good handwriting and was deeply loved by his father."
Lincheng's calligraphy and painting are famous all over the world, and those who are good at calligraphy and painting will have a place in the world. Families in Lincheng whose families are relatively well-off will also start to find teachers to teach their children poetry and painting when they are seven or eight years old. This is the same as Wanfeng City's martial arts.
"This man did one thing wrong. He wrote a poem."
"Oh, what poem is so infuriating?"
Zhu Jiannan sat down on a long wooden chair next to the lotus pond, fanned and thought deeply.
"In the beautiful forest, there is no wind or rain, so I feel sad. The dragon lurks in the black water and does not know the world. It wanders in the sky to see the nine states. In troubled times, it is difficult to calm the ambitions of the clouds. My flowers bloom and fall in autumn and are red. On the moonlit night, I sharpen my gun and listen to fencing.
, just wait for the storm and blame the sky."
Zhong Xihou could tell that the person who wrote this poem was a rough man. This man was young and at that pretentious age. He wanted to travel the world, he wanted to be the world leader, he was ambitious and wild.
"It's hard to calm down one's ambitions in troubled times, but my flowers are blooming and falling red in autumn."
Zhong Xihou could hear this sentence. If you listen with intention or with wrong intention, black can become white, let alone such a poem expressing one's aspirations. It's not that my flower doesn't bloom, it's that you bloomed at the wrong time.
I don’t understand the timing. When I bloom, it’s when you wither.
"Poetry is not intended to be a person's ambition, but he was born into an emperor's family."
"Xiao Wang is also afraid that the great hero Zhong will know about this person."
Zhong Xihou really didn't know who Zhu Jiannan was talking about. These people always think that people who are famous in the world should know what Zhu Jiannan is.
He continued: "It is inconvenient to mention his real name. He gave himself a name. After he left Jinling, he used this name to make his way around the world. He was called Wen Jiu."
"Wen Jiu?"
Zhong Xihou did remember this name. This man's era has long passed. This man's era was earlier than Zhong Nanyan. When he was a child, he heard this person's name when he heard Zhong Nanyan laugh and talk about world affairs. Wen Wen
Nine, this man wields a silver Overlord Spear. It is not unusual for many people to wield the spear. What is strange is that Wen Jiu only has one arm, and his other arm is useless. It hangs to the ground and cannot use it.
A useless arm that cannot hold objects and is too cumbersome for decoration.
"That's the guy with one arm and a spear."
"He was originally a prince of the Zhu family. He was deeply loved and talented in both civil and military affairs. Therefore, he was destined to be involved in a power struggle that he did not want."
What kind of struggle is that?
The prince arrested him on the pretext of plotting rebellion, and disabled his right hand for holding a pen and writing. With all despair, this man left Jinling and traveled around the world, using the hand that was not good at holding a pen or a sword. He came back a few years later.
In order to help his second brother win the throne, he returned to Jinling. With a spear in one hand, he killed a total of eighteen masters around the prince. Those masters were all ranked within 100 in the hero list in the past!
And his second brother shot the prince to death with one arrow without mercy.
"One throne, brothers and sisters killing each other?"
Zhong Xihou was not of the blood of an emperor, nor was he born into an emperor's family. He was born in a peasant family, but just a few months after he was born, his home was destroyed and a group of bandits bloodbathed the hut. Zhong Nanyan who was passing by took the child away.
, he wiped out the group of robbers with blood.
Zhong Nanyan told the child when he was three years old.
In life, do you want to hold a sword, or do you want to live in the world and do nothing?
Everyone in the world already knows this answer, and this child is standing right here.
Zhu Jiannan suddenly knelt on the ground, kneeling in front of Zhong Xihou. How could Zhong Xihou expect that the Jinling Crown Prince would come like this. Xiao Lei also knelt down and knelt beside the Crown Prince.
Hey, you people from the Central Plains, don’t you keep saying that every man has gold at your knees? Are you too rich to look down on gold?
Zhong Xihou was not surprised. He lowered his head to look at the two people in black and white.
"I think the Marquis has already seen through Xiao Wang's body. If he can survive, he won't have much time..."
Marquis Zhongxi stretched out his hand to signal the man to stop. There were not many people who were accustomed to calling him Lord Marquis: "The dignified Prince of Jinling knelt down with others like this. It was really degrading, not to mention that you people in the Central Plains have always said,
There is gold at the man's knees."
"Do you know the pain of being born into an emperor's family? Brothers and sisters can't love each other like normal people. I thought our family would be different. The eldest brother would sit firmly as the heir apparent, and I could roam around the cities as I pleased...
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"Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite, and it is of little use to complain about it with a lonely person."
"Master Hou, Jian Nan only wants one thing from Master Hou."
"Let's talk and listen."
"I promise to take power in Lincheng one day, and I also ask the Marquis to help me. One-third of Lincheng's wealth will belong to the Marquis in the Evernight City..."
This kind of business can only make a profit but not a loss. Today, Lincheng's power is second only to that of Guwei City. However, Lincheng's financial resources are insurmountable by Guwei City.
"Is this buying off the orphan with money? Your Majesty, your prince, please don't forget that although the city is small, the people in the city are healthy and the city's treasury is sufficient. Even if your third brother really fulfills his promise in the future, these wealth will not be the same as the orphan's.
It’s just numbers and decoration, it has no other use.”
"Then I dare to ask what conditions must be met before the Marquis agrees?"
Zhong Xihou smiled, he knew that the prince recognized him. He had given up his dignity for Zhu Yinuo, who glared at him, and he could not bring the gold under his knees into the underworld.
"I have eyes and ears all over the world, but I can't find a few organizations in the world."
Zhong Xihou clapped his hands. Zhu Jiannan was a smart man. Shu Nan said he was a smart man with military talents.
"Yan Yunqi has no interest in such a lonely person. The eyes and ears of Yama Luo Palace and Mu Han Tower are the same. Yi Shuihan, maybe you can have a good talk with the lonely person?"
"Why is the Marquis only interested in Yi Shuihan?"
"On the day Gucai came to Jinling, four swordsmen died in Jinling City. In terms of ordinary martial arts, four swordsmen of the first rank of Yuanzu."
Zhu Jiannan didn't say anything, but he smiled. When did warriors in the Yuanzu realm suddenly die so cheaply?
Zhong Xihou saw Zhu Jiannan's smile from the corner of his eye and laughed secretly in his heart. Then he said something that had nothing to do with the previous conversation: "A few days ago, the young prince and the young master of the Mo family went to the Nightless City and asked around about something, its name.
, Naga Huiming Pill."
As he finished speaking, Zhu Jiannan's pupils widened, then he smiled again, and then laughed.