Wei turned his head, as if he had just seen her, and as if he was a very close family member who came in, and said calmly: "Are you back?"
Chi Mingjing sighed, feeling calmer again. She lowered her head and looked at the young man: he was probably not injured. The blood on his body was someone else's blood. She felt relaxed again: although she was not familiar with the young man, they were companions in the same journey. It was better for others to be injured than for their companions to be injured.
She looked sideways, and through the corner of the screen, she could see the banquet scene in the hall outside. At the banquet, a dozen or so gorgeously dressed guests were having their own meal. At the top of the banquet were the two guests of honor. They both had white hair and had the aura of people who came down from the Gangliang Mountain. The eldest young man, who was gorgeously dressed and brightly dressed, accompanied him at the main seat, and there were two or three children in the hall who were mopping the floor.
Judging from the almost smeared color, he was wiping blood.
Sure enough, there had been a fight in the hall just now, but everyone present was in high spirits, and it didn't seem like anything unpleasant had happened.
She also saw that the two children cleaning the floor seemed to be slaves who had been penned before and were now released to work.
The children who were looked after on the flowing mat outside seemed to be the former slaves. It seemed that in the past few days when she was away, some changes had indeed taken place in the dyeing workshop. After some sorting, these little slaves were pulled out and used as normal servants.
Although it is not a great good thing to use these children, who are in their early teens at most, to work, it is much better than penning them. You must know that this is not harsh even for "people who have accumulated good deeds" in the Central Plains. The "maids" and "boys" who serve as servants in wealthy families are all so big. What kind of work can't they do?
Judging from the state of those children, they are definitely not as radiant and brand-new, but they still look like human beings.
Wei Se saw that she kept looking at the hall and explained: "Slaves fight each other as a sideshow."
Chi Mingjing was shocked when he heard this, and pointed at the child sitting covered in blood, who seemed to be called "Sixteen" or "Eighteen", and said: "He went up to fight with others to please those bastards?"
Wei Se nodded.
Chi Mingjing slowly overflowed with a sneer and said: "It is indeed a banquet at the foot of Zhuliang Mountain. I heard that the eldest young master entertains guests every day. Do you mean to ask this kid to fight to the death every day? No wonder they are so happy, sitting at the wine table and looking down from above. People bite each other like dogs. This kind of show is probably their favorite. Where is the young master? Does he also like to watch it? "
Wei Se said: "Sixteen is here for the first time today."
Chi Mingjing naturally heard the flaw and was about to ask the other slaves when Wei Se continued: "I was the one who did it before."
Chi Mingjing was stunned, and then continued: "This place does have the habit of sword fighting at the table. It is divided into the away sword field, the slave field and the fighting field where they are specially raised. As you said, they sit like dogs. , watching others bite like dogs for fun. In the past, the young master would push if he could, and if he couldn't push, he would switch to the fighting arena or the swordsman's arena. It was usually the fighting arena, and the swordsman was still too valuable. One time, Mr. Yukichi was in the swordsman's arena. If there is a need for a warrior who is below a swordsman or above a slave, then I will be the one to do it.”
Chi Mingjing looked at him and found that he was not injured, and said: "Your young master feels sorry for the slave, but not for you. And Xingqi, he is actually willing to come? He is a very important person, isn't he?"
Wei Se said: "Don't feel bad, because I will win. Now that we are here, we are ready to fight, holding weapons, where are we not fighting? The young master doesn't like to see children who don't understand anything die. , but a fighter is a warrior who has received money, and life and death depend on God. As for Mr. Xingqi, of course I am not willing to let him take risks, but standing up is what he will do, so how can I stop him?"
Chi Mingjing whispered: "You often stand by the river, how can your shoes not get wet? Don't be too confident. Since he cares about his children, why would he let Sixteen play today?"
Wei Se said: "The people here today are from Changyi Manor. These two village heads like slaves to fight. They don't watch the fighting field and the swordsman field. If they are other young masters, they will naturally ignore it. But we deliberately...in order to cast the net, We can only lay the bait first. As they wanted, we have to let Shiliu do it. Although he is young, he is trustworthy. He is a qualified warrior. "
Sixteen rarely smiled.
Chi Mingjing sighed and could not say anything else.
In fact, she has been walking around in the world, what kind of dirty things have she not seen? She may not have done it herself. There were no more disgusting things on the way to Zongliang Mountain. When did she ask?
She even wondered why there were such high requirements for this group of people? They are obviously just using each other, shouldn't they turn a blind eye to each other?
Do you really want to treat them as partners, so you have higher expectations?
That's ridiculous!
She laughed at herself, glanced at the two village heads for a few times, then withdrew her gaze, remembering the appearance of the two white-haired men in her heart, and said: "I remember that these two guys were also sword slaves, but they only like to watch Slaves killing each other? Forgetting the basics, it can be seen that they are wolf-hearted people. They are also from Zongliang Mountain, and the difference between people is like clouds and soil. It is indeed a Changyi Manor! There were only two of them left among the three heads of the manor. Is there really an internal strife?"
Wei Se said: "I don't know. As you said, after the death of the owner of the long-haired manor, his three swordsmen all appointed themselves as heads of the manor, secretly killed the heir, and jointly controlled the manor. Somehow, He actually deceived Wang Liang and was able to survive a sacrifice. He has controlled the manor for several years and has always been stable. One of them died last year. Some people said that there was internal strife, but who didn't know the details, or he might have died. The swordsman on Wang Liang Mountain They won’t live long.”
Chi Mingjing nodded. Her teacher also said this. Regardless of whether you are a swordsman or a swordsman in Zongliang Mountain, your life is drained like a flood, and your aging rate is more than twice that of ordinary people. When they died, they didn't even die suddenly, but died of old age.
It can be said that even if there had not been that battle, the teacher might not be alive until now.
When she heard the news before, she felt anxious: It would be fine if one of these village leaders died. If they all died, wouldn't it be too easy for them? Wasn’t his trip back in vain?
This is why she temporarily changed her plan and wanted to find them and make a more direct plan.
But now, the two people are together, hugging each other, and there is no chance for them to separate, and there is no chance for her to act alone.
Let's stick to the original plan. With the help of allies, we can completely eradicate the two of them, which is more confident than her doing it alone.
She said in an objective and calm tone: "This is a good opportunity! If there are three people here, although they are fighting for power but restraining each other, the situation will be relatively stable. If there are only two people left, it will be unstable. East wind and west wind will definitely conflict with each other. We captured them in one fell swoop, then took the long robes to offer sacrifices to, and the manor was in our possession.”
She looked towards the side of the curtain and said, "If it is said in the play that five hundred swordsmen and axemen will be ambushed behind the curtain, they will break the cup as a sign..."
Wei Se said calmly: "I don't understand such things as killing people to seize the village. It depends on the young master's planning. But the young master will not do anything rude to the guests at his banquet."
Chi Mingjing also knew that there could be no such thing as the Hongmen Banquet. If she was the one planning it, she would not do anything at her own banquet. Even if the world knew that she did it, she would still have to cover it up a little. He's not a state official, so how can he hold the line with open fire? What's more, this is Yulang City? Compared with the cold and distant relationships among the manors on the mountain, everyone in Yulang City has much closer connections and the atmosphere is much more relaxed.
At this time, everyone is here to discuss business. The social activities accumulated over the past three years should be completed within one or two months. The overt and covert fights are all left to slaves and fighters to buffer them. You must break this gentle atmosphere. The killing ban has put everyone in danger. Isn't it a lack of vision? Is it worth attacking in groups?
What's more, in order to build a reputation for hospitality and for longer-term plans, the young master spends money like water these days without blinking an eye. This golden body is not easy to build, but it is too easy to break. Not to mention the swordsman, who just had a sword fight in front of the table, failed several times to get the wishes of other distinguished guests, and could not fit into their bloodthirsty and combative atmosphere. If you are excluded, all the money spent on food and drinks will be wasted.
And a little impatience will mess up a big plan. Just now Chi Mingjing was thinking, there must be some purpose in holding banquets for so many days in a row, right?
Anyway, Chi Mingjing doesn’t believe that he entertained so many people and spent so much money just for this test at Changfa Manor?
There must be many more purposes, right?
There may be a few harmless banquets among them, and there may be a few banquets with ulterior motives, false or real. No one can guess who the young master really wants to meet, test, and guard against through the banquet. .
This is the hidden tree in the forest.
Chi Mingjing, a half companion, only knew the purpose of this event at Changfa Manor, but she could guess that a lot of things had happened silently during these banquets.
After all, the more he came into contact with these people, the more Chi Mingjing felt that there were many mysteries about them. Compared to them, I can be considered to have a clear origin and clear purpose.
But the eldest young master and the others are going to muddy the waters in the Gangliang Mountain, and she is happy to see the result - a place like the Gangliang Mountain, the more harmed it is, the better. The manor owners are having a hard time finding them, so she, Chi Mingjing, will definitely help them out.
Looking away from the disgusting faces of the two people, Chi Mingjing thought of another thing and said, "Are there any other swordsmen under those two Zhuangtou? Is there a swordsman named Xingruo?"
Wei Se frowned and said: "I have never heard of this person. But there are a few swordsmen around them, sitting below, accompanied by Xing Wu and Xing Jiu from our manor - here. See if there is the one you mentioned. ?”
He pointed to the steps, where there were several small tables. Several white-haired swordsmen were eating at the tables, including Lucky Five and Lucky Seven. Although they also have seats, their seats are second-class in terms of size and quality, and their status is obviously inferior to those above. If a swordsman-level sword fight is to be held in a while, someone among them will immediately take the stage to fight to the death.
In essence, they are just high-level slaves.
Chi Mingjing glanced at it. She had never seen Xing Fei at all. Naturally, it was impossible to tell it from his face, so she said: "I'll just think of a way to get in touch later. This person has a relationship with my ancestor, maybe we can win over... "
At this time, in the banquet hall, the young master raised his wine glass and said: "Come on, let's toast you two again. When my father was alive, he always admired the first-order manor. If his father were still alive, he would see that all the talents are here now. , how should we rejoice at the grand scene where everyone is gathered together?”
(End of chapter)
