On this table, it seems that only one hears the sound of music in his ears.

The other seven people neither moved chopsticks nor ate wine, and each sat at the table, like a few players who only cared about thinking about chess, even the sound of horses' hooves turned a deaf ear.

Zeng Shiquan's eyes that had been staring at Mr. Zhu had turned soft at some point, and at this moment they turned into a smile: "Good, good, good, haha, I am in charge of the world in the East Factory, and there are three such characters in the capital of Beijing, and they are really embarrassed to be unconscious,"

He poured a glass of wine, held it in his hand and slowly turned it, as the smile unfolded, the whole body and mind seemed to be slowly relaxing, and said: "Actually, at first sight, I was a little strange, although the three of them were around Xu Sangongzi, but obviously they didn't focus on protecting him, when I met with the third son, you just stood by and listened, if it was a normal house slave, at least you could stand up and say a few words for the master, you didn't do it, it seems that the honor and disgrace of the third son, and you don't take it too seriously,"

Mr. Jiang and the man in purple both smiled and listened, and Mr. Zhu's expression was indifferent, noncommittal.

Chang Sihao listened, and felt the same in his heart, thinking that these three people were very kind and polite, but there was always a faint sense of condescension, and he couldn't tell whether it was the style of the scribes or the arrogance of the rivers and lakes, just now they didn't stand up for Xu Sangongzi, and it didn't seem like they were afraid of the people in Dongchang, on the contrary, they seemed to look down on Xu Sangongzi, and even had a lot of disgust, but since they were so dignified, why should they follow others, looking at Gao Yang Shao Fang was silent, as if he was also pondering Zeng Shiquan's words,

Zeng Shiquan smiled lightly: "Xu Sanye is also a person with brains, not comparable to those gentlemen, but in your eyes, I am afraid that it can only be regarded as a straw bag, and smart people are surrounded by straw bags, so they naturally have a plan,"

He leaned on the table on one elbow, turned sideways, and continued: "The Xu family has a lot of industry, and some of them have money, but this person who came for money, will he not want to flatter, flattery and pleasing are all because of the asymmetry of the two, two people who are also rich stand together, there is no need to please each other,"

He saw that the three of them were just smiling, and they didn't come to pick up their stubble, he smiled, and turned his eyes to the purple-clothed man's body again: "Mr. hangs this pair of water green pixiu around his waist, transparent and crystalline, full of rigidity, like jadeite, and not comparable to ordinary gemstones, if our family is not mistaken, this gemstone, called jadeite, is a valuable thing,"

The man in purple smiled lightly: "Chinese people love the warmth of jade, and they don't like hard stones, so the price of this jade is very low, and I prefer its rigidity, so I wear it on my body,"

Zeng Shiquan said: "Hey, hey, the words that things are rare and expensive, are really not applicable to jadeite, but you just have to admit that this Pixiu is jadeite, presumably you have a short time to Beijing, and you have not gone to the shops everywhere to take a look, now I am within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, do not say that there is no jade in Beijing, that is, on both sides of the Yellow River, as far as the south of the Yangtze River, it is not much, just because the jade is only produced in Daguang outside the southern Yunnan region, that place is poor and bad, even the residents of Mangshi Division and Mengding Mansion near the border, there are few people who are willing to go to trade,"

Mr. Jiang and Mr. Zhu's smiles narrowed slightly, and they felt that there was support inside.

Zeng Shiquan leaned back slightly, and his expression was already a little proud:" The clothes on the three of you are relatively thin, and not the northern style, which has two possibilities, one, you were originally southerners, homesick in the north for a long time, or as a northerner, but like southern clothes, so although the weather is cold, still have to wear it, this kind of people are afraid that there are not many, the second is that you hit the south, and the time is not long, and you have not had time to add and change the northern winter clothes, the reason why you have not had time to change is because you have internal strength, not afraid of the cold, if you are an ordinary person, more sensitive to temperature, just afraid of being able to withstand the cold, will add clothes along the way, in contrast, this little Chang brother is from Shanxi, where the climate is cold and freezing, similar to the Beijing division, and he is dressed, it's more reasonable,"

Chang Sihao involuntarily looked down, the shoulders on his body and the leggings under his knees were all bought in the county town under Heng Mountain, although they were warm and cold-proof, the workmanship was acceptable, and the clothes of these rich people in the hall were compared, but they were really like a hunter, and looked at Mr. Jiang again, thinking: " If you want to talk about dressing, they are indeed thin, today is the second time to meet, but I still didn't pay attention, yesterday in the mouth of the blessing, Mr. Jiang did say that he was in Jiangnan a few days ago, and he was almost pulled by someone to match a girl, it seems that the third head of the East Factory really has special eyesight,"

Zeng Shiquan turned his words and said: "The world's martial arts, divided by region, can be divided into two factions, the north and the south, our family in the early years of the southern school of martial arts, know that it originated from Fujian, flourished in the two Guangzhou, spread all over the south of the Yangtze River, and the rough of the north is very different, the northern martial arts, mostly to win by skill, but the southern school focuses on skills, the technique is extremely exquisite, rich in changes, these characteristics have achieved its power, but it is also its most obvious brand," he looked at Mr. Zhu:" Just now you said that Zeng Gong, who wrote poetry, is a native of Fuzhou, which is located in the south of the Yangtze River, not far from Yanping Mansion, but it reminded me of a person and reminded me of a person."

He didn't say who this person was, but he slowly turned his gaze to Mr. Jiang: "Your Excellency's shot, concise and bright, almost invisible and invisible, it is natural to fit the body and law, it is difficult to see the sect to which it belongs, but there are still traces of the martial arts of the Southern School," said this, deliberately left a pause, observed the other party's expression, and then continued: "Looking at the area south of the Yangtze River, those who can practice the martial arts of the Southern School to the confluence of ten thousand laws, and melt them into a furnace without revealing their image, I am afraid that only the former generation of masters who are from their ancestral hometown Yanping and later lived in seclusion in Yuezhou Mansion are known as ' The transverse flute is not like the old man who pushes dreams of the world's guests, and you are idle,"

Mr. Jiang smiled indifferently and did not react in particular.

Gao Yang said: "If the old swordsman You is alive, I am afraid that he is already in his nineties, nearly a hundred years old, he is an old man who keeps his promise of righteousness, chivalrous and benevolent, and his ancient style is superb, not to mention that it is for my generation, even if it is put aside to the era of the grandmasters more than a hundred years ago, it is also the same proud peers, among my alliance, only Xu Lao Swordsman traveled to Jiangnan when he was young, and met him, and occasionally talked about it decades later, he was still very excited, it can be seen that the predecessors are romantic, extraordinary,"

Chang Sihao thought to himself: "This Mr. Jiang looks like he is in his thirties, and a ninety-year-old person will not be so young no matter how well he is maintained, Zeng Shiquan's guess is too outrageous,"

I saw Zeng Shiquan smile and said: "Presumably Gao Dajian has also heard that the old man You has never married, he has no children under his knees, and he has passed down four apprentices, the youngest one is now the first of the three monarchs of Juhao Pavilion,"

As soon as these words came out, the pores on Chang Sihao's body shrank, and his eyes swept towards Mr. Jiang.

Gao Yang nodded slowly: "Yes, legend has it that although Jun Jiangwan is the youngest, he is the most proud disciple of the old swordsman You,"

Mr. Jiang smiled faintly: "Brother Gonglie has a good reputation, and he doesn't dare to be in the next place,"

As soon as these words came out, he completely admitted it, and said highly: "The respected master is in good health, and the old swordsman Xu has always remembered him,"

Mr. Jiang bowed his head and said: "Thank you to the old swordsman Xu, the family teacher is in good health, like a prime year, everything is fine, although the Xitao Lu is lonely, the family teacher rarely talks about the old things in the rivers and lakes, but when it comes to swordsmanship, the old man once said: 'Far away from the rivers and lakes, Dongting is idle and pushes dreams, looking back at the world, how many heroes are like autumn tombs,' It can be seen that his old man also misses Mr. Xu Qiu's tomb very much,"

Martial arts people attach great importance to the teacher, mentioning that the teacher does not recognize is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, this answer has long been expected by Zeng Shiquan, and he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What about me, the ability is not to be raised, do you have knowledge, but there is a little bit, I want to play out of the teacher, devote myself to the East Factory, and follow our governor, Boss Cao's side, after hundreds of battles, the swordsmen on both sides of the Yellow River will also have a lot, that is, the Jiangnan martial arts are too far apart, there is no chance to see one or two, today's fate is finally here, and the kung fu passed down by the old swordsman is very wonderful, Zeng is fortunate to have a good understanding,"

Although Jiang Wan listened to his words politely, his expression was contemptuous, and the implication of his words was obvious: "Although you learned from the famous old man who pushed dreams, you couldn't do anything to me when you got together," and replied with a smile: "Jiang is sparse, he learned late, and his income is less than one-tenth of the teacher's, so he is really ashamed and landless."

Zeng Shiquan smiled, and turned to Mr. Zhu again: "Mr. Jiang has been calling you 'Brother Zhu' just now, and Your Excellency is full of metaphysical divination, it must be Zhu Qing and Zhu Yanyi,"

Mr. Zhu laughed: "Zeng Zhangye has a good analysis, it is very exciting, but you do this, but it is really too much, if you want to know our name and surname, just ask in person, why do you need to go around such a big circle, although the text is not successful, and the martial arts are not enough, but it lives brightly, but it is not like some people, the reputation is all over the world, but as soon as it is reported, it is poked in the back by people in the back, and I dare not admit it, hahaha,"

Chang Sihao was very happy in his heart, and secretly thought: "If you don't want to gather the two monarchs of the Haoge Pavilion, then Ming Chengjun and Shen Lu are not far away, look at this posture, could it be that they are here to pick the East Factory?"