The fist wind was blowing, and the sand and dust on the ground were raised, and Wei Youcheng, who was watching the battle under the eaves, was in pain. Wei Youcheng's face was pale, not scared, but the dream of a master was shattered, and the guards at home were letting themselves play with themselves.

Cheng Xiquan was so excited that his cheeks were red, his fingertips were trembling slightly, and after the guards knocked Jiang Anyi down, he must personally step forward and step on his face and break his limbs with a stick, this feeling is like strangling the disobedient girl with his own hands, which makes people excited.

The girls timidly avoided behind the pillar, poked out half of their heads to look around, and kept screaming in their mouths, not because they were worried about anyone, but they were used to the sense of presence anytime and anywhere. Yu Qingle knew that the Cheng family's guards were all masters, although he had heard his father say that An Yi would also be martial arts, but he was concerned about it, and while watching the field nervously, he silently chanted the blessing of the gods in his heart.

Zhang Zhenyuan and Liu Pingshi fought against Jiang Anyi, and the more they fought, the more frightened they became, when did such a young master come out of the rivers and lakes, it was none other than Long Weizhong. Both of them knew that there were many unknown masters in the Dragon Guard, and many old monsters were worshiped in the Dragon Guard, and it was possible if it was a disciple taught by any of them. The two have been getting along for many years, and they have a good heart, and when they make a mistake, they look at each other, see the scruples in each other's eyes, offend Long Wei, and cause trouble to the sect, and the consequences are unimaginable. There is cowardice in his heart, and his fists and legs only have six points of strength.

Jiang Anyi found that the fist style of the two was not as fierce as at the beginning, and he didn't have time to think about it, the enemy retreated and I advanced, sensing the weakness of the breath, and the two fists followed like a shadow, forcing Zhang and Liu to retreat step by step. Although Cheng Xiquan is a gentleman, his eyesight is not bad, whatever, he wants to lose. These two people didn't work hard, and Cheng Xiquan shouted: "Two, the Guogong Mansion is not inviting two people to come, but it is not a façade." ”

Zhang Zhenyuan's eyes flashed gloomily, and Shao Guogong regarded the two of them as thugs and urged himself to sell his life. Liu Pingshi roared angrily, let go of his hands and legs, and attacked Jiang Anyi with a fist style, Zhang Zhenyuan sighed secretly, let's talk about it first, his body turned, turned to Jiang Anyi's side, and came from the flank.

Jiang Anyi's fighting spirit was high, his body retreated suddenly, Zhang Zhenyuan flanked from the side, lost Jiang Anyi's figure, and had to stop his moves. As soon as the strength was received, Jiang Anyi flashed in like lightning, and met Liu Pingshi's fists without showing weakness. Jiang Anyi's fists were full of energy, the fist wind was fierce, carrying the momentum of the collapse of the mountain and the gravel, Liu Pingshi shook his edge, and the four fists collided in one place, and the fist wind overflowed.

No matter how Liu Pingshi didn't believe it, he was still shocked by Jiang Anyi's fists and made his chest and abdomen surge, he stood unswerving, took a few steps back, and put his back against the wall before he stabilized his figure, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

has been a brother for many years, and his feelings are deeper than that of a real brother. Zhang Zhenyuan was shocked, didn't care about attacking Jiang Anyi, dodged to Liu Pingshi's side, stroked his back with his palm, and asked, "Second brother, is it seriously injured?" Do you want me to help you get the blood out? ”

Liu Pingshi shook his head and said, "The injury is not serious, it is not in the way." Looking at Jiang Anyi not far away, he saw that this young man had fluttering clothes and was full of spirit, like a fairy among the gods. If the women who watched the excitement weren't afraid of Cheng Xiquan's viciousness, they would have screamed and cheered for Zhuang Yuanlang loudly.

"This son's fist is strong, not under the master, you and I are inferior to him." Hearing Liu Pingshi's words, Zhang Zhenyuan's vision dimmed. Cheng Xiquan's cool roar sounded in his ears: "Don't you Jianghu people pay attention to slashing blood with knives?" What are you afraid of when you get a little blood, my son is also bleeding, isn't he still in good spirits? ”

Provoked by Cheng Xiquan's words, Liu Pingshi choked out a mouthful of blood, Zhang Zhenyuan hurriedly stroked his junior brother's back, and when Liu Pingshi's face eased, Zhang Zhenyuan held back his anger and said to Cheng Xiquan: "Son, the two of us are not opponents, and we can only fight hard if we go up again." ”

"If you don't work hard, do you still want my son to work hard? Don't you understand the principle of taking people's money and eliminating disasters from people? Cheng Xi was so angry that he felt deeply embarrassed, and scolded without hesitation.

Wei Youcheng couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded him: "Brother Cheng, forget it." A misunderstanding, don't live or die, you take a closer look at the porcelain bottle containing the perfume, and you will know who the owner is behind. ”

Cheng Xiquan was stunned for a moment, and took a bottle of intact perfume from Wei Youcheng's hand. I didn't pay attention to it just now, at this time, it was as moist as jade in my hand, the color was azure and elegant, Cheng Xi naturally knew the goods, and this porcelain was not fired out of an ordinary kiln.

After rubbing it in his hand for a while, Cheng Xiquan suddenly remembered that there were several jars of high-grade bright moon incense in his home, and the porcelain jar containing wine was this kind of azure color. Mingyue incense is the industry of the Wang family, and the porcelain altar used for blooming comes from the porcelain kiln in the hands of Niangniang, and the owner behind the perfume is about to come out, and Cheng Xiquan is shocked into a cold sweat.

Cheng Xiquan laughed out loud, so he said heroically: "I am willing to gamble and lose, since the two are not the opponents of this Jiang Gongzi, Cheng admits defeat, how much silver should I pay." ”

Jiang Anyi asked the shopkeeper Yuan to count the number, smashed 125 bottles of perfume, and discounted the store furnishings by 750 taels, totaling 7,000 taels of silver. To say that Cheng Xiquan is really a rich man, the silver ticket he carries with him is no less than 10,000 taels, and he counted 7,000 taels and handed it over to Jiang Anyi, Cheng Xiquan stared at Jiang Anyi fiercely with squinted eyes, and said coldly: "Little brother, hold it steady." ”

The turmoil dissipated, and the people who watched the excitement chew the aftertaste, it seemed that this perfume shop had a big background, and even Cheng Shaoguo of the Wenguo Mansion lost face and obediently lost the silver. The booming business of many people's perfume shops has now quietly dispelled the idea.

The northwest corner of the imperial capital of Yongchang repairs the real place, only two square streets away from the palace, is a quiet place to go. The whole Xiuzhen Fang is paved with blue bricks, clean and abnormal, the wide street can pass six horse-drawn carriages side by side, and one side of the street is planted with willows, and next to the willow trees is a stone ditch, and swimming fish can be seen in the clear water. In June, every section along the canal, there are lotus flowers standing in a slim way, provoking dragonflies to stand at the tip.

There are no shops along the street, all the big houses of the Zhumen, the high steps left and right or the stone lions, or the pixiu, or the halberds, the weather is strict, there are soldiers with guns and knives patrolling the streets from time to time, there are no idlers on the whole street, this is the famous Gonghou Fang of the Great Zheng State.

The Wenguo Mansion is located in the East Street of Xiuzhenfang, covering an area of more than 100 acres, and the saying that every inch of land is worth money has lost its effect on the prince. The carriage stopped in front of Fuzhong, Cheng Xiquan jumped out of the carriage, and walked up the steps by himself, regardless of Zhang and Liu behind him, and did not answer the woman in the car.

A few small guys in front of the door hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, one of them blocked Cheng Xiquan's way, Cheng Xiquan said a word, raised his leg and kicked. The kid was unsteady on his feet, and rolled all the way down the steps to the ground, his nose was broken, and blood dripped on the white marble steps, red and dazzling.

The courtyard in the Wenguo Mansion is deep, the corridor is like a belt, and it twists and turns. The pavilions and pavilions take advantage of the topography, or near the water or by the mountains, and the winding realm leads to the secluded place, and the interests are different. Between the mountains, rocks and grass forests, there is flowing water meandering, and the arch bridge is seen from time to time, and the eaves are exposed. Walking straight into the third courtyard, you will be greeted by five magnificent main houses, red pillars, red sandalwood doors and windows, carefully carved with patterns of flowers, plants, birds and beasts. Nanmu plaque under the eaves in the middle, Yuhua Hall.

The whole lobby is splendid, richly decorated, and the incense case is enshrined in the middle of the house, and the incense burner on the red sandalwood case is a little high, and there is smoke. There are two nanmu chairs next to the table, on both sides are eight black wood circle chairs, and there are flower tables in the corners, and a few blooming lilies are spitting fragrance.

Cheng Xiquan stepped into the house, saw the flower gas and didn't fight anywhere, stepped forward and beat the lilies with the folding fan in his hand, he still felt unrelieved, raised his foot and kicked at the flower table, the flower table fell down, the flower pot was shattered, and the girl who came to deliver the tea stood on the side of the door with bated breath, for fear of harming herself.

The housekeeper Cheng Yougui walked in, motioned for the girl to put down the tea, packed up the pieces and went out. Cheng Xiquan threw the fan on the table, holding the tea in his hand, and his face was gloomy thinking about his thoughts. It's been smooth sailing since I was sensible.,Even if you occasionally suffer a loss, you can quickly win it back.,This time I lost face in the perfume shop.,I'm afraid I won't come back.。 Thinking of that Jiang Anyi, Cheng Xiquan hated it so much, what kind of unruly pretending to be with me, this son has no way to take the queen, and he is not a three-handed snail to pinch you.

Cheng Yougui stood next to him and didn't make a sound, seeing that Shaoguogong's face was cloudy, he knew where he had touched the nail, it seemed that the other party's origin this time was not small, otherwise his face would not be so ugly.

"You're expensive, what about my father?"

"Back to the young master, Grandpa Guo is sitting in the Danfang to practice Dan."

Cheng Xiquan scoffed, the older a person gets, the more afraid of death, three years ago, my father heard a few Taoist priests from the wandering side say that they can refine what "Nine Turns Immortal Pill", and if they take it, they can rejuvenate themselves and live forever. After Wen Guogong Cheng Puyang tried to serve, he was able to resist the three daughters at night, and immediately believed that he invested a lot of financial resources in alchemy, and from then on he ignored the business and indulged in it.

"Go and call Mr. Xu, it seems that Mr. Zhang is not here, please come if you are there."

Cheng Yougui agreed, turned around and went to the library, the house invited a lot of guests, Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhang and Shaoguo Gong were the most reasonable. As a servant of the Cheng family, he has followed Wen Guogong's father since his grandfather's generation, and the current Wen Guogong Mansion is in chaos, which makes this loyal servant secretly worried. The old man is addicted to alchemy, and the young prince causes trouble all day long, once the old man returns to heaven, the ruin of the Wenguo Mansion is doomed.

The library building is on the west side, a separate courtyard, there is a hill in the courtyard, the mountain is full of peach trees, there is a five-storey library building on the top of the mountain, which collects a lot of rare and rare ancient books, it is the favorite place of the Qing guests in Fuzhong, Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhang are mostly in it.

Thinking of these two gentlemen, Cheng Yougui frowned secretly, and Shao Guogong said that these two are resourceful and can be called national warriors, but in Cheng Yougui's opinion, they are just vicious villains. The few concubines snatched by Shaoguogong's side, which of them were not the poisonous tricks offered by these two people, forcing the family to die, and finally had no choice but to throw herself into the mansion. If these two really talented and virtuous scholars were really talented, how could they act so viciously and use such despicable methods.

With a sigh, Cheng Yougui changed his smile and walked towards the study building not far away.