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Without knowing it, Prime Minister Xie stayed in Dongfeng City for three months.
In the past three months, Xie Xiangcai's body has grown a few inches taller, and his martial arts skills have also improved day by day as his strength has improved.
Nowadays, Xie Xiangcai has just truly progressed in martial arts and reached a level that can be called "entering the palace".
After all, in the vast Daqing Dynasty, among the tens of thousands or even millions of warriors, no one can say with all their heart that a young warrior who has reached the fine gold realm is not gifted.
This may be short or long, but the days that Prime Minister Xie met the Seventh Young Master were actually not many. Most of the time he spent following the instructions given by his senior brother, "running around" in the wind, or living in a snail's nest. Read some complicated martial arts classics in the library not far from your residence.
Although studying was difficult, Xie Xiangcai also understood the more detailed divisions of martial arts, and also understood the rules of the so-called martial arts and so on in the body.
During these days, Xie Xiangcai was still obsessed with some fruit wine brewed in the white-haired boy's tavern. Occasionally when he came home from practice, he would always grab two glasses. After drinking, he would have a haha with each other and treat them all as drink money.
After getting along with the white-haired boy, Xie Xiangcai's incomprehension towards him became less and less clear. He only felt that the other boy was a brat who could barely be regarded as "well-educated in martial arts" but spoke freely and had no tutor.
During this period, Xie Xiangcai was obsessed with practicing martial arts and "reading", and his interactions with Yueying in Yuanyanglou inevitably decreased a lot. At most, they were only in the dead of night and when the flowers were full and the moon was full, one in front of the window and the other under the window, just like that. He waved his hands and kept telling some nonsense.
The day before, for the first time, Prime Minister Xie received a letter from the Seventh Young Master who did not know where he was, asking him to practice martial arts a thousand times, and then start from his residence towards the top of the mountain where the Fifth Young Master planted lychee trees, using the words he mentioned a long time ago. The "Tao follows nature" method, running hundreds of times back and forth.
After such a torment, the young man couldn't help but recall the scene when his ancestor was training him on the hill in his childhood. Although he was very tired, he thought that the seventh senior brother had his own reasons.
After all, the Seventh Senior Brother is a super master who can turn the supervisor of the Great Inner Palace into a useless person with just one slap.
Regarding the strength of the seventh senior brother, Xie Xiangcai has always felt that the monk Zhang Er was confused. He once took the liberty to probe the seventh senior brother's spiritual consciousness, but he only felt that the seventh senior brother's body was as calm as a pool of water.
After Xie Xiangcai went through what he thought was the seventh brother's ingenious training that day, he only felt that his bones were falling apart. After a few weeks of hastily running through the "paths" in his body, he fell down and fell asleep.
The next morning, while Xie Xiangcai was still in a sweet dream, he was awakened by an extremely hasty knock on the door.
He was very dissatisfied and grabbed the pillow next to him and slammed it against the door.
There was only a "pop" sound, the door bolt fell, and the door was blown open by a gust of breeze.
"Eighth Young Master! Eighth Young Master! Eighth Young Master! Eighth Young Master!!!"
A short man wearing a turban and a dark linen gown put half of his head into the door and shouted at the top of his lungs at the disheveled Xie Xiangcai on the bed.
Xie Xiangcai collapsed and sat up from the bed with a "bang". He glared at the sneaky little man at the door and cursed the word "get out" in a straight voice.
The little man shrank his neck and took two steps back slightly. However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he said in a trembling voice, "Eighth Young Master, Eighth Young Master, the younger one was sent by Madam Yueying. Please come to Yuanyang Tower." Went to a banquet!"
When Xie Xiangcai saw that the other party did not leave, he was about to continue to have an attack. However, when he heard the words "Ms. Yueying" from the other party's mouth, most of the anger in his heart subsided. He thought about why the other party suddenly invited him, so he frowned slightly and said calmly. He asked in a loud voice, "Ms. Yueying invited me to a banquet. What banquet was it?"
Seeing that Xie Xiangcai's tone had softened a lot, the little Mr. Turtle stepped forward with a smile and bowed to him, "Eighth Young Master, today is Yuanyang House's annual gathering of heroes. The hostess of the building invites all four of us. Young heroes from outer cities and even Qingmeng City came to the banquet. In this group of heroes, a good young man stood out. A handsome young man became famous far and wide. He even had the opportunity to spend the night with famous young ladies on the list. But for any person with a good temperament, which one Won't you rush to our Yuanyang House quickly?"
Mr. Gui paused for a moment and looked at Xie Xiangcai with a smile on his face, "As the direct disciple of our Lord of Qingmeng City, the Eighth Young Master can be said to be the best among men. If this meeting of heroes had not come with the Young Master, Pengpi would not be able to give birth." Hui!"
He paused again, and his tone became more serious and raised a bit, "What's more, our little lady Yueying has personally asked you, Eighth Young Master, by name to come to this gathering of heroes. For so many years, there is no one in Yuanyanglou. The little oiran lady has done this..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Gui stopped abruptly and just looked at Xie Xiangcai with a half-smile.
Xie Xiangcai didn't understand the meaning of Gui Gong's words. His cheeks were slightly red, he pondered for a moment and nodded lightly.
I have been in Dongfeng City for a while. Although my reputation has been established for a long time, everyone only hears his voice but does not see his person.
A few days ago, Prime Minister Xie just read a sentence from a book, "A gentleman keeps his weapons hidden in his body and moves when the time comes." The general meaning is that he takes action when it is time to take action.
Since it is said that all heroes will gather in a meeting, then Xie Xiangcai, a closed disciple under the Immortal Seat, must go and experience it, and take a look at what results he has achieved after practicing martial arts for so long.
Xie Xiangcai waved away the little turtle standing at the door, and then threw out a strong wind to close the door. Then he got out of bed and went to the closet. After searching for a long time, he found a relatively clean and tidy set of white and black clothes. Here comes the clothes.
He put on his clothes, then stood in front of the bronze mirror to tidy up, took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked out.
The sun was quite good today. The young man was bathing in the sunshine and felt the top of his head was extremely warm.
The young man strode northward, but as soon as he came out of the corner of the alley, the sound of wheels rolling over bluestones came from behind.
"Boy, you're blocking the road!"
A very unpleasant shout came from behind Xie Xiangcai. He paused and turned slightly. He saw a two-carriage slowly stopping on the road behind him. Behind the horses, a man in his twenties The young man in commoner clothes stared at him with narrow eyes and said impatiently.
Xie Xiangcai frowned slightly, but without saying anything more, he turned sideways and let the carriage drive forward.
The young coachman drove the carriage forward. When he passed by Xie Xiangcai, he stuck his head out and spat at his feet.
Xie Xiangcai frowned, looking at the coachman with disdain in his eyes and clenching his fists.
"Why are you talking nonsense with such a poor boy? Don't you feel ashamed? I still feel that the price has dropped!"
Just as the driver laughed, a head poked out from the curtain behind him and glanced at Xie Xiangcai standing by the roadside.
Prime Minister Xie stared at the two carriages speeding towards the north, still without saying a word.
The direction the carriage was driving seemed to be the street where Yuanyang Tower was located.
The corners of Xie Xiangcai's mouth slowly rose. The young man in fine clothes who poked his head out just now was at most twenty years old, and he must have participated in the gathering of heroes.
He no longer thought about it, his mind just moved, and the martial roots in his dantian overflowed with the original power that became increasingly green.
All of a sudden, the energy spreads throughout the meridians.
Xie Xiangcai rolled up his sleeves and continued walking towards Yuanyang Tower.
Yuanyang Tower.
In the hall, Jin Yuanyang was very busy. She, who had always behaved calmly, could not help but shake the painted fan in her hand from time to time, trying to fan away the sweat beads on her forehead.
The annual gathering of heroes has always been the most lively day in Yuanyang Tower. Even with the addition of hundreds of extra low-legged wooden tables, the huge hall was still full of seats. Even the streets outside the door were crowded with many people watching. .
In the past, those courtesan ladies who were hiding in the boudoir and keeping their doors shut, now regardless of their "worth", swayed their attractive figures one after another, walked down the stairs, and happily received guests from all over the hall in the hall. A child of an aristocratic family, a young master from a wealthy family, an elite from a martial arts family.
Jin Yuanyang glanced around the oiran ladies, and finally his eyes settled on an open space where people should have been standing. He frowned slightly, but didn't say much.
In a room filled with light red and filled with the fragrance of flowers, Yue Ying, wearing a light red dress, leaned against the window and looked towards the south end of the busy street from time to time.
There was some expectation in her eyes, but as time passed, her beautiful eyes were gradually filled with disappointment.
The movement outside the door became more and more noisy. Finally, the leading court lady, who had been waiting in the boudoir for several hours, chose to compromise and prepared to push the door open and head towards the hall under the pavilion.
"Miss Yue——"
A sound of laughter came into the room from the window. Yueying paused in her steps, and two rays of light suddenly burst out from her misty eyes. She closed the half-open door in panic with her jade hands, and turned towards her with her heart beating fast. He ran towards the window sill, but when he was still a few steps away, he suddenly slowed down, forced himself to look calm, and walked slowly to the window.
Under the window, in front of the hibiscus that blooms gorgeously all year round, a young man wearing a white gown, with black hair flying in the wind, raised his hand and waved vigorously towards the girl lying in front of the window sill, and then Smiling brightly, "Miss Yue, I'm not too late!"
Yue Ying's eyes were as curved as crescent moons. She just nodded lightly and smiled without saying a word.
"Boy, boy, you're blocking the road!"
A middle-aged man with a sinister face drove a bullock cart and squeezed through the crowd. When he saw the young man in white shirt blocking the road ahead, he quickly raised his voice and shouted loudly.
"thump--"
The young man didn't have time to react, but his butt was hit by the horns of the big green bull, and he was immediately beaten to the ground.
Yue Ying, who was lying in front of the window, looked at the young man lying on the ground in a panic. She suppressed a smile and covered her red lips. After a while, she whispered softly, "Master Xie, come in quickly. The meeting of heroes is about to begin..."
Although the young man fell to the ground, he still had a smile on his face. He quickly climbed up on the ground, quickly dusted off the dust on his body, smiled at the girl in front of the window, and then strode towards the Yuanyang Tower. Go with the experts.
As soon as Xie Xiangcai stepped into the restaurant, he froze on the spot.
According to his assumption, there should be many people participating in this gathering of heroes, but he did not expect that there would be such a "many" number of people.
Xie Xiangcai even had reason to believe that young men from the entire Dongfeng City and even the other three outer cities had flocked to this "small" Yuanyang House.
At this time, the oiran ladies in Yuanyang House were busy entertaining the elegant and luxuriously dressed young men. Their eyes only stayed on the face of the handsome young man in white shirt for a moment, and then no longer looked at him.
Prime Minister Xie glanced around nonchalantly, then sighed and walked towards a corner where he could barely stand.
He leaned against the wall silently, took the tea from the hand of a turtle man with a look of disdain on his face, drank the warm tea in one gulp, and then closed his eyes to rest without saying a word.
The surrounding environment was very noisy, but the young man felt very calm.
However, this calmness was soon broken by a familiar faint floral fragrance.
Xie Xiangcai opened his eyes and looked up the hall.
Wearing a light red dress, Yue Ying stood unknowingly behind the splendid wood carving fence on the second floor pavilion, with a phoenix crown on her head and pearls on her earlobes.
For a moment, the entire Yuanyang Tower fell silent, and the eyes of all the young nobles present were focused on Yue Ying.
In an instant, those splendidly dressed oiran ladies were eclipsed.
Xie Xiangcai smiled lightly and shook his head. Although his heart was still full of emotions, he still withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at it.
Jin Yuanyang proudly walked to Yueying's side, dancing with a painted fan from time to time, clearing his throat and smiling at the young masters in the hall, "Everyone, this is the number one oiran of my Yuanyang House. Little Lady Yueying, the winner of today’s meeting of heroes can spend the night with Little Lady Yueying!”
Yue Ying's expression on the side was a little ugly, but she still looked down at the distinguished young men below her with a forced smile.
However, her eyes did not change at all. It was not until she caught a glimpse of the young man in white in the corner that she burst into a smile that moved the world.
Xie Xiangcai seemed to have a telepathic connection. He raised his head and looked at Yue Ying. He opened his mouth and showed a mouth full of white teeth. His smile was very pure.
All the noble gentlemen in the hall blushed when they heard Jin Yuanyang's words. They all pushed away the jade hands of the accompanying girl beside them. Regardless of her pitiful face, they stood up and rolled up their sleeves, eager to try.
Xie Xiangcai's lazy body became unnoticeably tense at this moment. He stood on tiptoes and looked across the sea of people toward the suddenly raised ground in the center of the hall.
A one-foot-high arena appeared out of thin air, taking on a square shape with four wooden stakes as tall as one person standing on its four legs. The wooden stakes were connected by reins as thick as forearms.
However, as soon as the ring came out, all the wealthy young men who were eager to try were silent. They looked at each other, just waiting for the first person to come on stage.
"You're all a coward and you still want to compete for beauty?"
A loud shout like thunder came from a corner of the hall, and everyone followed the sound, only to see a nine-foot-tall, broad-shouldered young man with a trembling body, smashing the wooden table in front of him to pieces.
He stood up and simply stomped the ground with the sole of his foot. Several of the nearby martial arts disciples who were well-known in the Fourth Outer City turned pale and stepped back, not daring to step forward.
Jin Yuanyang looked at the young man's clothes with great interest, and finally his eyes fell on a jade plaque hanging on his waist.
She smiled sweetly and said, "Haha, the slave family still thought that such a handsome man could have such power. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Mr. Liang from Dingyuan Sect. I have admired him for a long time!"
Liang Tianci, who was the great disciple of Dingyuan Sect, bowed to Jin Yuanyang rather awkwardly, and then looked straight at Yue Ying's delicate and pretty face with his round eyes and said in a loud voice, "Master Jin, long time ago. Wen Yueying, the queen of dance, if I have the last laugh in this arena today, I will really enjoy it."
Yue Ying's face turned pale, but she smiled weakly in recognition.
Liang Tianci withdrew his gaze, stepped heavily on the ground with the sole of his foot, leaving a three-inch deep footprint on the ground, and landed on the ring in the center of the hall with a "bang".
"Heroes from all walks of life, if you have the courage, then come on stage and fight with me, Liang Tianci!"
