The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 213

[Chapter 213 Honglu Temple]

Liu Qing was slightly startled, then shook his head.

Fang Xiu thought for a moment and then asked, “Is that secret book an internal skill or a light skill?”

“Neither”

Liu Qing looked at Fang Xiu and said, “It’s a book on the art of poisonous poison.”

The art of poisonous poison?

In Fang Xiu’s impression, Gu magic is an extremely evil thing. Even a master of martial arts is very likely to fall into the trap if he is not careful.

Fang Xiu thought for a moment, took out a brown pill from his arms, handed it to Liu Qing, and said: “This is a half-step tip with a smile. It is a powerful poison. After taking it, if there is no antidote within three days, you will He will bleed from his orifices and die.”

After taking it, Liu Qing showed hesitation on his face, glanced at the pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

When Fang Xiu saw this scene, he smiled and said: “This is just to prevent you from violating the agreement. I am a man of my word. As long as you abide by our agreement peacefully, after three years, I will It will remove the poison from your body.”

Liu Qing remained expressionless and did not speak.

Fang Xiu winked at the Fang Mansion guard behind him and said, “Go and find some clean clothes for Miss Liu Qing, and prepare a meal.”

The Fang Mansion guard immediately greeted him respectfully, turned around and left the house.

“Now that the matter has been settled, please have a good rest, Miss Liu. In a few days, we will need your help to find the remnants of the Poison Gu Sect.”

Liu Qing still did not speak, looking outside, as if she had returned to the previous state.

When Fang Xiu saw this, he turned around and left the house without saying anything more.

There is no rush regarding the Poison Gu Sect. As long as they are still in the capital, with Liu Qing and the two assassins around, they will be able to catch them all one day.

In the past two days, Xiu’er rushed back and forth between the theater and the review ground. After washing herself, Xiu’er fell on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Fang Xiu was in this state for several days in a row. Taking advantage of his free time, he memorized the Four Books and Five Classics every day and told the little maid stories from Liaozhai.

At night, go to bed on time.

The life was quite pleasant.

The beautiful time is always short-lived, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day when Chu State receives the envoys from the grassland.

Foreign envoys have always been received at Honglu Temple, and this time is no exception.

At the court meeting before, the envoy from the grassland had already met with the Emperor of Chu.

This time at Honglu Temple, the main event was a banquet. In addition, it was a competition between the warriors of the two countries.

The banquet was hosted by the Minister of Honglu Temple, and many people with high status in the court were invited to attend.

Among them were Yan Zhuang, chief minister of the cabinet, and Ma Wenhua, secretary of the Ministry of War.

As the commander of the right feather forest guard, Fang Xiu will naturally not be absent.

“This is Mr. Yan, the chief minister of the Chu State’s cabinet, and Mr. Ma, the minister of the Ministry of War.”

The minister of Honglu Temple first introduced Yan Zhuang and Ma Wenhua to everyone, and then looked down and introduced: “My lords, this is from the Qiyan Department. After the introduction, the minister of

Honglu

Temple cupped his hands and said: “All the envoys have come from afar. Honglu Temple has been ordered to receive you. Please take your seats.”

At the banquet, the person sitting at the top was undoubtedly the chief minister of the cabinet. and the Minister of Rites.

The state of Chu respects the left, so Yan Zhuang sits on the left and Ma Wenhua sits on the right.

Fang Xiu and others also sat on the left, and the envoys from the grassland tribes, headed by the seventh prince of the Qiyan tribe, sat on the right.

As General Zuo Zhonglang of the Right Feather Lin Guard, Fang Xiu was one of the main figures at the banquet and sat at the front of the banquet in Chu State.

When you look up, you can see the prairie people on the opposite side.

What surprised him slightly was that the prairie woman who had invited him to drink at Chunfeng Tower was sitting opposite, and next to the seventh prince of the Beggar’s Department.

The banquet at Honglu Temple was a state banquet issued by the Emperor of Chu. It was of extremely high standard, with tables for each person on both sides.

There are dancers in the middle dancing to the music.

When the banquet was in progress, the Minister of Honglu Temple stood up, faced the envoys from the grassland tribes, and said with a smile: “You envoys have come from afar, I wonder if you are still used to our Chu country’s cuisine.

The Chu Kingdom and the grassland tribes The customs are different, so please forgive me if there is any slightness.”

The young man sitting opposite Honglu Temple stood up with a folding fan in his hand and said, “I have heard about the exquisite cuisine of Chu for a long time, and I saw it today. , It’s really extraordinary.

There are brave warriors on the grassland, but they are far inferior to the Chu people in cooking.”

These words are both praise and criticism, and they are secretly ironic. Compared with the warriors on the grassland, Chu people only know how to cook. , all of them are drunkards.

When the minister of Honglu Temple heard this, he showed a trace of displeasure on his face. He looked at him and said, “I have long heard that the men on the grassland are good at bow and horse.

A few days ago, the Sixteenth Guards Competition of our own army of Chu State just decided For the first place, I wonder if the Seventh Prince would like to compete with our Chu warriors and let us see the bravery of the prairie warriors?”

The Seventh Prince smiled, winked at the two prairie men next to him, and said, “You guys? Come forward, let them see the bravery of my prairie warriors.”

The dancer in the palace retreated, and the two prairie men stood up and walked to the open space in the middle.

In terms of body shape alone, these two prairie men were much taller and more powerful than the Chu people. The muscles on their arms were very strong, as graceful as wild beasts, and had a great visual impact.

In addition to dietary habits and environmental factors, concepts and beliefs also have a great impact on their body shape.

The traditional concept of Chu people is that only by studying for the imperial examination can a man’s charm be reflected, and the number one scholar is the man among men.

The more refined a scholar is and the more helpless he is, the more likely he is to be liked by women.

Therefore, they think that the grasslands are full of reckless people.

Prairie people have the exact opposite concept. They believe that men should eat meat and drink wine, and that they must have a strong body and strong muscles to be called a real man.

The seventh prince stood up, glanced provocatively at the chief minister of the cabinet and the minister of war, who were sitting at the top, and said with a smile: “The men on the grassland always strike with no regard for severity. Before the competition, let them compete with each other, and then you will decide.” Do you want to compete?”

When the two prairie men heard this, they put their hands on each other’s shoulders, shouted loudly, and threw themselves together before the minister of Honglu Temple could speak.

What they were competing against was a traditional sport on the grassland, which was very similar to wrestling in form.

The rules are simple, the one who knocks the opponent to the ground first is the winner.

For most Chu people, wrestling is not as entertaining as martial arts.

But this kind of collision between muscles always makes people feel a little shocked.

boom!

In the end, the slightly smaller man was thrown to the ground by his opponent, and the winner was determined in this competition.

However, the winner did not walk down immediately. Instead, he turned around, looked at Liang Hu who was wearing light armor, and said something in a gibberish voice.

The minister of Honglu Temple turned his head, looked at the seventh prince, and asked: “What did this warrior say?”

The seventh prince smiled and said: “He wants to compete with this general. I don’t know if this general dares to accept the challenge.”

When the minister of Honglu Temple heard this, he didn’t show any expression on his face, but he was extremely troubled in his heart.

In his opinion, with Liang Hu’s size, it was almost impossible to win against this man from the grassland.

If you refuse directly, your momentum will be at a disadvantage, which can be said to be a dilemma.

When the seventh prince saw this scene, the smile on his face became even bigger. He looked at the man and deliberately said in Chinese: “Go down, you are so strong, it will be bad if you hurt this general.”

(End of Chapter)