Chapter 324 Misunderstanding

Style: Heros Author: Xiao Dai ZhaoWords: 2114Update Time: 24/01/18 17:42:52
Lu Jing originally thought that if he still had time, he would sneak out before the birthday banquet and visit the temple Yu Wenyu mentioned, but he could only give up now.

He just asked Yu Wenyu for the specific location of the temple in the name of paying homage to the relics of Master Honglian, and planned to wait until the birthday banquet was over before going there.

Afterwards, Lu Jing, Li Bufan and Yu Wenyu walked towards the southeast corner of Zhuangzi, where a colorful shed had been set up early.

This time, Mrs. Wen celebrated her eightieth birthday, so her birthday was very grand.

Along the way, Lu Jing saw many trees hung with silk and satin, which was very noble. Moreover, even though there was war and chaos outside, Aunt Wen still found a troupe to set up a stage to sing in the village. In addition, There are also people performing acrobatics and sumo wrestling.

Especially those sumo wrestlers, they all seemed to be juniors of the Wen family, not just men. Lu Jing also saw two female sumo wrestlers. He didn't dare to look at them more. He only took a few glances and moved away. look.

The atmosphere in the Chen Dynasty was generally relatively open. The female sumo wrestlers were the same as the men, and they basically competed shirtless. For a time, it was even more popular than male sumo among the capital.

As a result, several nosy censors couldn't stand it anymore and wrote a memorial and handed it over. So the court could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, and issued restrictions on women's sumo performances. To this day, there are still many people in the streets of the capital. Few people are scolding those Taoist censors.

But there is no such trouble in other places. Sumo wrestling performances are common for both men and women. There are also sumo wrestling rings. The champion can get a silver reward of varying value after winning.

Lu Jing and the others arrived at the color booth and were directly invited to sit at the table at the front, where two people had already taken their seats.

One of them is Lu Qinghou, the owner of Xiaoyao Villa. In terms of martial arts status, he is also the only person who can compare with Li Bufan among those celebrating his birthday today. As for Jiang Lei, Yu Wenyu and others, they are slightly inferior. Jiang Lei suffers from Lei Huo The period of Tang's rise is too short, and the accumulation is not enough. He is still unable to be on an equal footing with the truly top factions in the world.

As for Yu Wenyu, because he was alone, even though he had the reputation of being the best swordsman in the Central Plains, he was ultimately weak.

Lu Qinghou is now over fifty years old, but he is well maintained and looks like he is in his early forties. Because he has practiced Xiaoyao Jue to the seventh level, his temperament has become more and more free and unrestrained.

Among the people Lu Jing met, only calligraphers and painters could compare with him. However, Lu Qinghou did not have the coldness of calligraphers and painters. In fact, when he spoke, everyone present felt like they were in the spring breeze.

"Gang Leader Li, Master Yu is here okay!"

"After four years of separation, Master Lu is still as charming as ever." After Li Bufan finished speaking, he looked at another man at the table, "Is the British Duke here too?"

"Well, I'm just an idler. What I do most on weekdays is go sightseeing with my wife and write and draw. This time I have the opportunity to see the beautiful scenery of Huzhou. How could I not come?" The man said lazily. The way.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Lu Jing again, "This friend seems a bit unfamiliar. Whose husband is he?"

Before Lu Jing could speak, he pointed again and said, "I know all the men from the eldest to the fifth. The sixth is my own wife... So, there is only the seventh left, tsk tsk, that's it. As soon as we come here, all seven daughters of the Wen family will have their wives."

"Oh, the British public misunderstood. Wen Xiaochuan and I are just friends." Lu Jing explained that it was about Wen Xiaochuan's reputation.

As a result, after he finished speaking, he found that several men present were looking at him. After a while, Lu Qinghou sighed and said leisurely, "I also liked to say this when I was young."

Afterwards, he patted Lu Jing's shoulder and said, "Wandering around in the world, snuggling up to the greenery is indeed a joy in life, but when you get tired of it one day, you will eventually want to start a family, and I can guarantee that if you want There is no one more suitable for a wife than a woman from the Wen family."

"No, you guys really misunderstood this time." Lu Jing said helplessly, "I'm just here to take her home."

"You are the one who misunderstood, right?" The British Duke pointed at himself and then at the other people on the table. "Don't you think that this table can be seated by anyone?"

"Then I'll go sit at another table." Lu Jing said seriously.

"Well, we don't have any problem...but have you ever thought about how Wen Xiaochuan will explain to her mother, grandmother and sisters next?"

Lu Jing was silent when he heard this. He remembered what Wen Xiaochuan had said to him before leaving.

Indeed, it is very easy for him to change positions now, and it is not difficult even to leave halfway. It is just a loss of a sum of money, and he may not be able to get that money. After all, the people sitting here tonight are not ordinary people.

But this would be equivalent to setting Wen Xiaochuan on fire, leaving the girl to face all the embarrassments and rumors alone when he left.

At this moment, Lu Jing suddenly figured out where the hole Wen Xiaochuan had dug for him was.

But this time Wen Xiaochuan used a conspiracy, and Lu Jing was helpless. After all, he couldn't bear it, so he could only sigh and sat down next to the British father-in-law.

No matter what, he had to help Wen Xiaochuan pass this test first. As for other things, he could only wait until the birthday banquet was over.

When the British minister Lu Jing finally sat down, he thoughtfully poured him a bowl of tea, "It seems that we will become relatives soon. By the way, I still don't know what to call brother?"

"Lu Jing."

The British Duke's hand in pouring tea hesitated slightly, but before he could say anything, Lu Qinghou on the other side spoke first, "I've heard some things about you."

"As long as you are not deaf, you should have heard about him." The British father interjected.

"I'm not talking about those rumors." Lu Qinghou shook his head. "The dog Lu Ping was lucky enough to get to know Lu Daxia. He mentioned Lu Daxia many times in the letters he sent home and was full of praise for Lu Daxia's martial arts and character... I I understand now why Master Lu doesn’t want to sit at this table.”

"I understand." The British father murmured. "If I were him, I probably wouldn't want to get married so early. But anyway, it's not a surprise to meet the most popular legend in the world in recent times. It’s a waste of time.”

"What you said is wrong." Lu Qinghou suddenly said again, "The legendary figure who came to the banquet today is not the only one."

"As for you, I know all of you, and there's nothing interesting to see."

"I'm not talking about us." Lu Qinghou said.

"Then are you talking about Jiang Lei from Leihuo Hall? In terms of legendaryness, he is indeed not inferior to Daxia Lu, but it's a pity that he is too boring and there is nothing interesting to watch."

"I'm not talking about Jiang Lei." Lu Qinghou shook his head again.