Chapter 398 Birthday Banquet
The Yang family's birthday party was the day after tomorrow, but the yard became quiet the next day, and there was no longer the bustling crowd that night.
Zhao Changhe was cramming very seriously. In fact, he was escaping from the Shura field. It was better to ponder the rejuvenation formula temporarily than to be a big head among women.
But he also underestimated these women. Which one is not the overlord who puts business first? Seeing him pondering on medical skills, the women did not bother him.
Tang Wanzhuang was reading in her yard. No one knew whether she was really reading. Huangfu Qing claimed to be sleeping and drove away all the maids and servants arranged by the Yang family. As for what she was really doing, no one knew.
And Cui Yuanyang went to the Wang family's residence, smiling and getting used to it as an in-law.
Even if Wang Daozhong knew that this girl was not a relative, and her surname was Zhao... he couldn't openly drive her out, and he would have to hold his nose and laugh in apology.
Speaking of it, what Wang Daozhong wants to do most right now is to go straight to Zhao Changhe's yard and chop him down. Unfortunately, this is a distinguished guest invited by the Yang family, so he cannot mess around. Tang Wanzhuang is guarding him, so he cannot beat him.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Even looking at this little rabbit who was supposed to be loved by everyone, Wang Daozhong lost his good temper and simply disappeared, hiding in the room and reading a book.
The world was peaceful for a day until the evening of the next day, when Yang Jingxiu’s birthday banquet came.
There are only a handful of people in this world who can heal the soul. It can be said that there is no reliable one at all, so Tang Wanzhuang's illness became a "terminal disease" that she even planned to give up.
From the perspective of Zhuang Fuqing in the late Tang Dynasty, Zhao Changhe had a rejuvenation trick. Although he didn’t know whether it would be effective, at least there was a chance.
But others don’t know this. According to the news, this guy just studied medicine with Tang Wanzhuang in Xiangyang more than ten days ago...
Zhao Changhe will be invited to the banquet simply because his current status is very important. Seeing that he is in the middle of a storm, the Yang family should treat it with caution, or at least observe more interactions.
That person was really invited to the birthday party, and I never thought that he could also cure illnesses.
In fact, even how to arrange Zhao Changhe's seat in this banquet seemed to be a headache - his identity should be sitting in the hall with dignitaries, or he should be sitting in a higher position, sitting with Huangfu Qing, but this arrangement cannot be done without disclosing his identity.
In his normal capacity, he can only be placed in the outer hall of the martial arts masters, separated from the dignitaries. Although the ranking of others is good, it is not enough to be at the top. They are placed at the bottom of other martial arts celebrities. I wonder if he will have any objections...
Yang Bugui accompanied Zhao Changhe carefully to the outer hall. He peeked at him and saw that he was smiling and had no expression, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Zhao, please don't be rude."
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "It's very comfortable to drink and eat meat outside. Who bothers to show off inside? There's no need to worry about my seat. I feel more comfortable sharing a table with young people."
Yang Bugui said with a smile: "It's Brother Zhao's temperament...I remember the time in Langya, when Brother Zhao and Situ laughed and drank. To be honest, we were impulsive at that time, and men's pride should be like this."
“Why are you always bragging about me...Situ didn’t come?”
"I can't find him. I don't know where he went to practice. A representative from the Shenhuang Sect came here. Well, that's the one..." Yang Bugui gestured to the mighty middle-aged man at the head of the hall with his eyes: "Elder Shenhuang Sect, Dibang thirty."
"The Shenhuang Sect is worthy of being the strongest sect in the world." Zhao Changhe took a look and wondered if he could drag the Shenhuang Sect on the road to Maitreya... As for the treatment of the Yang family, most of the time the Shenhuang Sect had nothing to do, because The Shenhuang Sect's body training has always been a weakness in terms of soul.
He said casually: "Well... I told you that day. You said you would discuss it with your father later. What was the result of the discussion?"
"Well, Brother Zhao, there is indeed something wrong with our family. We are very grateful that Brother Zhao is willing to help, but Brother Zhao cannot help with this matter. I am kind-hearted." Yang Bugui lowered his voice: "Just follow Brother Zhao's intention. "My father will definitely participate in the Battle of Maitreya. Brother Zhao will just make an appointment."
Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "Okay. You can go and greet others, don't stay here all the time."
Yang Bugui apologized and resigned. Zhao Changhe did not go to Elder Shi's table, but found a table with a group of young people to mix with. Others didn't pay attention to him, they were all looking through the patio at the inner hall, where Huangfu Qing was dressed in fine clothes at the distinguished guest table and Tang Wanzhuang, who was sitting under her with a frosty face.
What is meant by "chunlan, autumn and chrysanthemums" are each good at their respective fields, is simply not enough to describe this scene.
Why should Lan and Ju compare with these two!
That is simply God’s creation, carving out two most perfect wonders and putting them together.
"I once heard someone say that ten years ago, the two prides of the capital competed with each other, which was a strange scene in the capital... I also thought that the predecessors exaggerated, how could it be so exaggerated, they were just two women, and they were not the kind to compete with others to compare their beauty. At most A few sarcastic remarks were made to each other, but what others said was out of the question... Now that I have seen it in person, I know that what others said is true. "
“Yeah, they don’t need to say anything. Just sitting there, I’m afraid the person who is arguing about who is more beautiful can knock his brains out.”
“So who is beautiful?”
“I think the first one is beautiful. It’s as clear and elegant as water, and the imperial concubine is a bit inferior.”
“I think the imperial concubine is beautiful! The amorous feelings of that woman are thrilling at first glance. You don’t know what to do with a child!”
“The first building is beautiful!”
“The imperial concubine is beautiful!”
Someone said weakly: "No, haven't you seen Cui Yuanyang? He's so cute, carved in pink and jade..."
The two people in the dispute simultaneously despised the past: "Virgins go and sit at the table with dogs!"
"Vote!" Someone took the paper and turned to Zhao Changhe: "Brother, who do you vote for?" Zhao Changhe took a look and saw four votes for Tang Wanzhuang, four votes for Huangfu Qing, and one vote for Cui Yuanyang.
“Single choice or multiple choices?” Zhao Changhe asked.
Everyone was shocked: "Do you still want to choose more?"
"There is no limit, right?" Zhao Changhe picked up the pen and ticked all three: "I want them all."
Why do you all have such clear aesthetic distinctions? Why don’t you do multiple-choice questions...
Speaking of which, it’s none of your business no matter who is beautiful. Does it have any of your business?
Everyone looked at him with strange expressions: "What is this brother's name?"
“Hey, how do you know my name is Gao Da Ming?”
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He was chatting with the young warriors and eating sumptuous dishes. In fact, Zhao Changhe's mind had long been devoted to the main hall. The advantage of being in the outer hall is that it doesn't have to be as serious as in the main hall. The whole birthday celebration process can make people feel numb all over and have needles in their butts. Tang Wanzhuang and Huangfu Qing are used to sitting still. I don't know. Why can such a lively Yangyang endure it?
The long and stinky birthday celebration session was over, and the family members came in one by one to perform martial arts assessments and compete in battles.
At the same time, it is also a way for the Yang family to declare the strength of its children to outsiders, and also to make the best known.
Looking at the young people of the Yang family fighting hard, it gave them a sense of the world of martial arts. What were those smelly and long things just now...
"Although the young ones at the top...the younger generation of the Yang family are actually not bad." Someone whispered: "Yang Bugui took advantage of the opportunity of the previous group to enter the list, and now he is ranked third in Qianlong. No matter where he goes, he will It’s impressive. That’s not all. There are several Qianlong 180, 220, and 230 in each room of the Yang family. Although they are relatively low, the total number is actually more than King Cui. "
Zhao Changhe watched the martial arts competition in the hall and secretly thought that the children of the Yang family generally seemed to be quite capable. In fact, even Yang Qianyuan's level was very high. He entered Kunlun alone and almost took advantage of the limelight to directly become the leader of the money gang. Role.
Judging from this martial arts competition alone, it can be seen that the basic skills of the Yang family's children are relatively solid. It may be related to the nature of the Yang family's martial arts, which is profound and heroic... It may also be related to the decline of the Yang family, and the children have a sense of crisis. They are all quite energetic. This is better than the old Cui family. Take Cui Yuanyang as an example. What was he like before we met him? He was so careless and half-hearted that he wanted to practice martial arts...
Another person said: "Brother, you are so old-fashioned in your comments. People who don't know would think you are some famous person..."
The man coughed twice and sighed: "The list has fallen down recently... I'm ashamed."
People were in awe: "He's actually a famous Qianlong list artist? I'm so disrespectful. I don't know..."
"It used to be two hundred and twelve. Recently, Blood Shura entered the list. I should have moved up one spot, but instead it dropped to two hundred and thirteen." The man sighed, but he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes. : "But it just so happens that Miss Cui has also been ranked for this position, and she is destined to me."
Zhao Changhe spit out a sip of wine with a "pop" sound.
The man glanced sideways: "This tall and famous brother..."
Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Ashamed, my ranking has also slipped. The one that was originally number one has dropped to forty-four."
This is not like the Qianlong Ranking. It feels like the ranking within one's own sect. The man said angrily: "I'm talking about the Troubled Times Ranking."
“What a coincidence, that’s what I said.”
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It happened that the Yang family's martial arts competition and birthday celebrations ended at this time. Yang Jingxiu was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Buxiu is only fifteen years old. He is already at the fourth level of the entrance hall. He has rigorous swordsmanship and deep understanding. He is truly a thousand-mile horse in my family. Give him the Lianshan Sword." Three days of reflection.”
The young man was overjoyed: "Thank you, uncle."
The Lianshan Sword has become inoperable, and yet it is still difficult for Lao Yang to create the appearance that the Divine Sword is in good condition.
But I heard Wang Daozhong stroke his beard from the guest seat and say: "The Yang family's children are so talented...Brother Yang, in previous years, we also competed with our guests. Do you have this idea this year?"
This is indeed common, but not necessarily all, it depends on what the owner thinks. Yang Jingxiu said casually: "Brother Wang, do you want your disciples to learn from us?"
Wang Daozhong smiled and said: "I just want to discuss things with the guests... There are not many opportunities for famous people to get together. It's a good time."
Yang Jingxiu smiled and said: "Brother Wang, who do you want to compete with? With your strength, do you want to discuss two moves with Elder Shi?"
Wang Daozhong waved his hand: "Of course it's not me... My guest is forty-five on the list, and it just so happens that forty-four is here. He admires but is dissatisfied. He wants to challenge me. Is this a good talk?"
Everyone at Zhao Changhe's table watched helplessly as a man walked up to him with a sword and saluted "Gao Daming": "Forty-five on the list, Thunder Sword Ding Ting, please give Blood Shura for advice."
A table of young people looked twitchingly at Zhao Changhe, who was holding a chicken leg and chewing it with joy.
You really fell from the first place to the forty-fourth... How could Blood Shura Zhao Changhe squeeze into the corner table of this outer hall like an idle man, happily gnawing on chicken legs, eating a mouthful of oil, and talking to everyone Let’s vote for the beauty pageant together…
Cui Yuanyang is his fiancée. Fortunately, everyone just praised her for her beauty and cuteness, without any disrespectful words.
Wait a minute...what do you mean by all the words you just ticked off?
(End of this chapter)