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Chapter 4. Jiang Yang Rong Shao

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    The Martial Arts Conference is just around the corner, and the whole Fengzhou city has gathered countless knights. The inns are overcrowded, and the streets are full of people with swords and knives.

    The largest tea house in the city, Juying Building, was full of voices, and the storyteller vividly talked about the most sensational Qijiazhai incident in the world recently.

    It is said that there is a Qi family village on Hulu Mountain leading to the outside of the customs. The village is full of bandits and dark bandits, who do all kinds of evil. They occupy the mountain as king all the year round, robbing business travelers and looting property.  If it's just like this, it's fine, the village owner also likes to chop off people's hands and feet to eat, he is extremely cruel, and the merchants who come and go often suffer from it, and the court encircled and suppressed it several times but failed.

    Just one and a half months ago, Mr. Rong Liu went to Hulu Mountain at night and singled out more than 280 bandits in the village.  Overnight, the cottage was stained with blood, and the sky was filled with red light.

    "That Rong Shao raised his martial arts so high that he wiped out more than two hundred bandits, and his white clothes were not stained with blood." The storyteller narrated, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

    The spectators in the audience listened attentively, and they were all attracted.

    At this moment, a burly, bearded man slapped his palm on the table and shouted disdainfully: "It's just a kid, when I singled out the Seven Heroes of Huashan, he was still naked and drinking milk!  "

    Everyone looked sideways at him and laughed.

    In the private room on the second floor, a pretty girl in pink frowned, stood up, and said angrily, "My lord, I'll teach him a lesson!"

    "Bi Tong, sit down." A cold and gentle voice stopped him.

    Hearing the reputation, he saw a young man in white with his head lowered, calmly blowing on a smoking teacup. The smoke lingered around him, blurring his face and making it difficult to see clearly.  I only feel that his posture is elegant and his bearing is arrogant, he seems to be a well-educated son of a rich family.

    "But!" Bitong bit her lower lip, her almond eyes were clearly written with unwillingness.

    At this time, he raised his head, and a pair of black eyes looked down at the young girl who was still about to argue.  There was neither ruthlessness nor warning in the eyes, they were as gentle as a calm lake, but the girl immediately fell silent.

    "Is the matter checked?" After the tea cools down, the smoke dissipates, and the face is clearly visible, it is unavoidable to be amazed.  Those brows and eyes are so handsome that they can almost be painted, and what is even more commendable is the calm and ethereal air.  A gentleman is like jade, so that's what he said.

    "King Ning will arrive in Fengzhou in two days." Bi Tong hesitated for a moment, whether to express his guess, thought for a while and said: "But King Ning's visit to Fengzhou this time seems to be related to what we are looking for.  Nothing to do."

    "Oh?" Rong Shaoyang took a sip of the tea and motioned her to continue.

    "I'm going to report carefully, King Ning is here to ask Miss Song San." Bi Tong said in a low voice: "I thought that the commander of the three armies who is so powerful in the frontier is different from other men, but it seems that he is also a hero who is saddened by beauty.  If Fan Ruo really proposes to Miss Song San, then Song Yanming will be the leader of the alliance at his fingertips."

    Rong Shaoyang rubbed the rim of the cup with his long and slender fingers, his black eyes rolled, his brows raised slightly and he said: "The most beautiful woman in the world, who wouldn't want to marry her?"

    "According to my servant's inquiry, Miss Song has a close relationship with the richest man, the eldest son of the Luo family, and the third son of the He family in Jiangling. She even has no clear relationship with her brother-in-law." Bi Tong pursed her mouth and frowned deeply.  He said contemptuously: "It seems that Song Chuyao is nothing more than gold and jade outside and ruined in it."

    Two years ago for Song Yanming's 50th birthday, he invited all kinds of heroes, scholars, dignitaries and dignitaries to hold a grand banquet. Song Chuyao's melodious song moved people's hearts, and his reputation spread from there.  very.

    "You are becoming more and more impatient." Rong Shaoyang gave her a disapproving glance with his dark eyes.

    Bi Tong bit her lip, lowered her eyes, and said nothing more.

    Rong Shaoyang is such a person, even though his voice is soft and soft, it contains a powerful and undeniable aura.  Bi Tong has been with him for five years, during these five years, that kind of aura has become more and more intense, just one glance can make people feel chills to the bone.

    Suddenly, there was a fierce quarrel downstairs, and the content of the quarrel was around Rong Shaoyang. Some argued for him, and some made unbearable ridicule. After a while, the sound of pinging bells and fighting gradually started.

    Bi Tong frowned upon hearing this, and couldn't sit still any longer, so he quietly raised his eyes to look at him.

    Rong Shaoyang, on the other hand, looked indifferent. Over the years, how could he not hear such harsh words? If he really wanted to care about them, he would not be mad at himself to death.

    Suddenly, a thick and majestic voice said: "The territory of the old man does not allow you to act wild!" The noisy voice downstairs stopped instantly, as if being intimidated.

    Rong Shaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly, his black eyes were like glinting lake water, dark and deep, making people unable to distinguish emotions, he put down the cup in his hand, and said calmly: "He came quickly."

    "Son" Bitong looked at his young master worriedly. They just arrived in Fengzhou City, and after sitting down for half an hour, Song Yanming had received the news and arrived.  Much harder to deal with.

    "Go and stare at King Ning, I'll meet this old fox when I go downstairs." Rong Shaoyang ordered Bitong, pursed his thin lips, stopped speaking, stood up calmly, and walked out of the door, white  Brocade boots step on the solid wood floor, but it makes people feel as elegant and elegant as stepping on the clouds.

    Walking down the stairs slowly, everyone looked elsewhere involuntarily.

    Rong Shaoyang was dressed in spotless white clothes, coupled with his elegant appearance and ethereal charm, there was a faint halo all over his body, which made people hold their breath involuntarily.

    Until he walked in front of Song Yanming, everyone regained their composure, watching Song Yanming pat him on the shoulder affectionately, and said: "I haven't seen you in two years, Rong Shao is even more charming."

    Everyone was shocked when they heard the words. Although Rong Shaoyang had a great reputation in the world, his whereabouts were strange and mysterious. Very few people had seen him.  But Song Yanming can get a word of Rong Shao, who else can be besides him, so there is no doubt about his identity.

    "Shaoyang has seen Castle Master Song." Rong Liuke bowed his hands politely, and smiled when he raised his eyes, and his voice was as pleasant as the spring equinox: "Shaoyang just arrived in Fengzhou, and he met Lord Song  A coincidence, isn't it fate?"

    Song Yanming knew three days ago that Song Yufeng hadn't heard from Rong Shaoyang, so he ordered people to guard the city gate and various places in the city early, and would notify him if there was a slight wind blowing.  So Rong Shaoyang went to Juying Tower with his front foot, and he followed him with his back foot.

    Although he is very popular in the selection of the leader this time, if Rong Shaoyang wants to get involved here, it is difficult to keep up with the changes.  The only way is to win him over, even if he can't be his help, he can't let him become his resistance.

    "Young Master Rong was joking. There are a lot of people here, so please let Shao come to the house to explain." Song Yanming practiced Tai Chi, and he knew exactly who Rong Shaoyang was, and there was clearly something in his words.

    "That Shaoyang was so disrespectful, it's a lot of trouble."

    "Why bother, Young Master Rong is a distinguished guest that even an old man can hardly invite." Song Yanming laughed loudly while making a gesture of invitation.

    Before stepping out of the threshold, Rong Shaoyang looked back at the people in the building, his dark eyes looked around, his lips curled up slightly, and he just stepped out of Juying Building.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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