A group of strange travelers appeared on the road. Eight of them were carrying a palanquin that was neither a bed nor a couch. It was similar to the palanquin used by the royal family of the old Southern Tang Empire. A wide gauze canopy was added to the top of the palanquin. Vaguely, one could see the graceful figure of a woman behind the palanquin. She was an extremely seductive beauty. In front of the palanquin was a beautiful ceremonial official dressed in green. She was holding an ivory palanquin. Tied around her waist was a bag of golden silk fish made in the old Southern Tang Empire. She seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact, she was gliding rather quickly. The eight servants were unusually burly and walked as if they were flying. Even in the winter, they were bare-chested. Compared with the young and delicate ceremonial official, they were even more eye-catching. Beside the palanquin was a middle-aged macheteman with a black veil on his head. His beard was so long that it was almost impossible for him to be so arrogant. On the official road, most of the people who dared to be so ostentatious were high-ranking officials and dignitaries. If they were Wulin people, then they would be extraordinary. Today's Jianghu was divided by the so-called heroes. Compared to the martial artists of the Spring and Autumn Period, they could not be mentioned in the same breath. Even the top sect of Jianghu, Dragon Tiger Mountain, which had the same surname as the Emperor, was in the wilderness and Prime Minister Qingci was in the court. The north and south were in harmony with each other, but they did not dare to be arrogant.
This group of people was so maverick that they attracted a lot of attention on the road. Among them was a pair of young palanquins who had just met each other. They rode their horses separately. The older palanquin was riding an inferior horse. He reined in the horse to make way for them. With an envious face, he whispered to his companion, "Look, they must be like us. They are going to participate in the Martial Arts Assembly at the Quicksnow Mountain Villa. If I'm not wrong, they should be the second to none Dragon Palace in the old Southern Tang Empire. Only they dare to show such an overstepping and violating etiquette. They have no choice. The Palace Master of the Dragon Palace is the wet nurse of the youngest son of the King of Yan Chi. With the support of such a powerful vassal king in the dynasty, even the Jiedushi who held the Tiger Tally in the Southern Tang Empire would not say anything. I heard that this generation of the Dragon Palace has a talented woman. Hey, if she takes a fancy to me, my life will be worth it. Not to mention her, any of the fairies in the Dragon Palace would do. "
Huang Liang's companion was a young, white-haired nobody. Huang Liang was poor, and he was not a generous man. He did not manage to earn any money this year, so he was living a poor life. Earlier, he met this young man drinking alone in a small town. He shamelessly asked Huang Liang to bring him along, and when he heard that a martial arts assembly was going to be held at Snowfast Mountain Villa, he asked Huang Liang to bring him along. Huang Liang did not have to worry about food and drink along the way, and was lucky enough to stay in a first-class room in a few luxurious inns. Therefore, he began to see Xu Qi in a new light. To be precise, he was impressed by Xu Qi's wealth, and in his heart, he still regarded this generous man as a fool. Huang Liang was happy to consider himself an experienced Jianghu veteran, and showed him some of the Jianghu stories he had heard. At this time, when he saw Xu Qi's confused face after hearing about the Dragon Palace and the King of Yan, it confirmed his view of this kid as a newborn calf. He took off the wine bag that Xu Qi bought with money from his waist, raised his head and took a big gulp. Then, he wiped it with his sleeve and said with a smile, "If you haven't heard about the Dragon Palace, then I'll have to explain it to you. In the Jianghu world of Liyang, not to mention the Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Wu Family, the Sword Tomb, and the Two Zen Temples, which came out of the secular world at will, are too far away from Jianghu. The real first-class schools that can be called the peak of Jianghu are the Sword Pool of Dongyue, the Bull Gang of the Xuanyuan Family, the Wild Goose Castle on the border of Jizhou, the Spring Invitation Cottage in Western Shu, and then the Dragon Palace and the Quicksnow Mountain Villa. As for the third-class schools and gangs, most of them are influential figures in a province. It's not very nice to say that they are third-class, but they can't be underestimated. Generally, they have one or two Grandmasters as their stabilizing force. There's no need to talk about the fourth-class and the bottom-class sects. I was once valued by a big shot in the Pure Heart Pavilion, which was one of the best in the county. He saw that I had a good foundation and was expected to be a direct disciple. Unfortunately, I was snatched away by a government official who wanted to practice martial arts. That bastard is not serious about practicing martial arts. He's just a dog in the latrine pit. Apart from hurting a few senior and junior sisters, he doesn't show up in the sect more than a few times a year.
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