Ding Ce was half believing and half doubting. Huang Shang's official rank was not high, but he had a wide circle of acquaintances. Although there was no rumor on the surface that he had any relationship with the Great General Lu Shengxiang, in the officialdom, even a crafty rabbit has three burrows; it was hard to say that an old fox did not have some foreshadowing of building one plank road under the guise of hiding another. This time, the Imperial Censor officials from various paths entered the stage one after another, they all said that His Majesty the Emperor was starting to clamp down on Grand Secretary Zhang's one-hand Prime Minister authority, and was starting to support Jin Lanting, this kind of newly popular official in the imperial court, to control the flow of public opinion, so that the new Soldier Saint Chen Zhibao could join hands with the Ministry of War's Shuanglu to oppose the old Shangshu Gu Jiantang, and use the Imperial Censor to beat down Zhang Julu. Lu Shengxiang and one of the Imperial Censors, Huang Shang, were undoubtedly important chess pieces; once they were placed, they could shake the entire court. Ding Ce was naturally paranoid. He was more and more frightened by the unreasonable attack of the white-haired Young Master who claimed to be the son of an Aristocratic Family in Jing City. A smart person would be fooled by his own cleverness. For a moment, he was at a loss of what to do and what to do. He was afraid that if he offended Lu Shengxiang, the Great Bodhisattva who could make the Guangling Taoist Sect go crazy even though he was far away in Tai 'an City, Ding Ce's several lives would not be enough to make amends. But if they returned without accomplishing anything, it was inevitable that they would be made to suffer in the future. If they were careless and fell for the empty city stratagem, it would be even more difficult to clean up the mess. As long as Huang Chang entered the capital, the western provinces of Guangling Road would definitely shed a few layers of skin, and quite a few heads wearing official hats would fall.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and didn't add fuel to the fire. Instead, he took the initiative to give Ding Ce a way out. "Take your time to discuss. Lord Huang and I will go to the inn to have a drink. After you've discussed, you will be sent out of the country as a gift. Xu Qi will remember this favor. If they weren't willing to let him go, then they would lay out a path. First, they would leave dozens of corpses and send them to the Ministry of War in the capital. Then, they would compete to see who their backer was. But I think that in Guangling, other than the Vassal King Zhao Yi, there is no one with a higher official position than Assistant Minister Lu. "
He heard the name Zhao Yi.
Ding Ce's eyelids trembled. This boy dared to call the king by his name. Was he really one of those arrogant young masters of Great Peace City? These bastards who relied on their fathers' grace were known to only recognize the king and not the vassals!
.. Hsu........... Leaving Wu and Lu Shengxiang and Lu Shengxiang led Yuan Zuozong and Wang brought Yuan Zuo and Wang Lin over the threshold.................. with................. and................. under................... of..... Wu............. and............ Wu and....... to bring.... to. .... Earlier... Old Master left in a hurry and didn't have time to drink. There is still half a jar left on the table. Would you like to satisfy your cravings now? "
Huang Shang was an official. He was old-fashioned and pedantic, but he had written many high-spirited poems. He wasn't unreasonable. Now that he was at death's door, he was full of heroism. He took the wine jar and shook it. He closed his eyes and smelled it. When he opened his eyes, he smiled. "I've been holding it in. After drinking and satisfying my cravings, it won't be too late to die. When I reach the Yellow Springs, I can still enjoy the fragrance of the wine."
Ning Zong, Duan Chun An, and the others who entered the room with him had a sad expression. Lord Huang was such an upright official. Even a man whose conscience wasn't eaten by a dog would feel sad for him. Jackal and Wolf said, 'Good people can't do anything.' Old Master Huang rolled up his sleeve cuff with one hand and poured a few bowls of wine with the other. In addition to the bold white-haired Young Master Xu in front of him, he didn't forget Ning Zong and Duan Chun An who followed him all the way. Looking up, he saw that the stalwart man who killed with a broken arrow didn't sit down. He just stood behind Young Master Xu. Old Master Huang smiled. "Won't this hero drink a bowl?"
Yuan Zuozong smiled and shook his head gently.
Hu Chunya, who just got out of danger, whispered, "Lord Huang, be careful. These people are the same as the government. They collude with each other and play a trick on us. If there is knockout drug in the wine … "
Ning Zong suddenly withdrew his hand. He didn't rush to drink the wine.
Duan Chun An, who had already brought the bowl to his mouth, didn't know whether to drink or put it down. He could only pretend to smell the wine. It was a little funny.
Hsu Fengnian's face was calm. His slender fingers rubbed the edge of the bowl. He still didn't get angry.
Huang Chang laughed heartily. "When I was young, I learned physiognomy from someone. I know a little about physiognomy. Young Master Xu is a man with many blessings and fate. You don't lack wealth. It's not easy for you to cherish blessings and fate."
Hsu Fengnian raised his bowl and drank with the open-minded Old Master Huang.
Xu Zhan and the woman surnamed Zhou had been guarding at the door of the inn, carefully guarding against the Iron House soldiers. She didn't look at the elegant white-haired Young Master Xu. She just glanced at him, curious about how he was born with a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes. At this time, seeing him sitting and drinking with Lord Huang, she took a few more glances. Lu Song stood proudly at the door of the inn with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. The sturdy young man who had previously shocked all the outsiders was sitting on the door sill, bored to death. He only hated those blind armored soldiers for being cowardly and not allowing him to kill to his heart's content. Outside the Divine Martial City, he had not achieved anything with his Rapid Fire Arrows, and he was already sullen and uncomfortable. The Rapid Fire Arrows of that bullshit general on the Dragon Tail Slope, in his eyes, were like a little girl's embroidered shoes. He looked down on them.
Half a jar of wine was not enough. Hsu Fengnian smiled and asked the inn owner who was squatting beside the curtain, "Innkeeper, do you have good wine? Don't hide it. I won't forget to pay for your wine."
Faced with such a calamity that the common people feared like a tiger, the burly man reluctantly stood up. He had served many people by observing their body language, so he was used to bending his back and mumbling to himself, "Yes, yes, yes." Hsu Fengnian smiled and joked, "Now that things have come to this, one more jar of wine won't cause any more trouble. It's better to get the money first."
Hu Chunya glanced at the innkeeper. Fortunately, this guy had a fierce face and a frightening appearance. He was as timid as a mouse. He deserved to be barely able to survive in this small place. Xu Fengnian reached into his sleeve and took out an ingot of silver that was not light. He gently tossed it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper hurriedly caught it and wiped it with his sleeve. He turned around and took a bite of the ingot to confirm that it was real gold and silver. Only then did he turn back to get the wine while muttering. Hu Chunya couldn't stand men being stingy and sloppy. She rolled her eyes. On the other hand, Li Huai 'er saw soldiers who killed people like flies, officials like Huang Chang and Xu Zhan who were outstanding martial artists. They were all things that the youth could only look at but not reach. Finally, he caught a guy with similar habits. A knowing smile quietly appeared on his face. When Hu Chunya saw it, she remembered that she was taken advantage of by this mischievous and poor guy. She kicked him fiercely. The youth sucked in a breath of cold air. He squatted on the ground and hugged his calf, not daring to cry out.
The girl stared at the white-haired man from the corner of her eyes. She felt that this guy was the City God's morning sickness. He didn't have good intentions and was harboring evil intentions.
Duan Chun 'an got up and left the table. He took a jar of wine from the innkeeper and tore off the seal. It was a common rice wine in Jiangnan. It had a refreshing fragrance and was soft in the mouth. It was not easy to get drunk. He took the initiative to pour wine for everyone. Huang Chang even had the mood to laugh at himself. "The taste of waiting for death is not good. But if you don't die, you can still drink a few bowls of wine.
Wang Lin didn't dare to sit at the same table as Hsu Fengnian. Just smelling the wine made him confused. He shamelessly asked for a bowl and went to the next table to drink slowly.
Hsu Fengnian drank a mouthful and raised the bowl high. He frowned and shouted, "Innkeeper!"
The man squatting under the curtain stood up with a nervous face. He straightened his neck and said firmly, "This guest, we didn't add water to the wine. We won't refund the money!"
Hsu Fengnian said with a serious face, "There's something wrong with this wine."
Huang Chang was confused. Ning Zong and Duan Chun 'an thought that the wine was poisoned. They immediately turned hostile and prepared to fight.
Xu Zhan, who was a little further away, also clenched his stick.
He didn't expect Hsu Fengnian to laugh and say, "There's a murderous aura in the wine. The money is too little."
The sturdy man who had been the innkeeper of Longwei Slope for many years was confused.
Hsu Fengnian threw another ingot of silver. "Xu Xiao said that there was a guy in Southern Tang who was full of guts and had no eyes. He should be rewarded! "
Except for Yuan Zuozong, who knew what was going on, everyone looked at each other in dismay, as if they had fallen into a sea of fog.
Huang Chang was the first to recover, but he didn't show any strange emotions. He lowered his head and drank a mouthful of wine. He sighed and said, "The wine does have a murderous aura. After all, it's the souls of the hundreds of thousands of navy in Boyang Lake. They all fell into this bowl."
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