surnamed Wang

Chapter 387
In the middle of the spring night, there was still a bit of coolness, Wang Gingquan stepped out of the gate of Fengyue Tower, and subconsciously tightened the padded clothes on his body first, knowing that it was so cold tonight, he should have been wearing fox fur before going out.

Wang Gingquan walked forward a dozen steps, looked back at the window lattice on the third floor of Fengyue Building behind him, the candlelight was reflected on the window paper, Wang Gingquan couldn't help sighing, and said with a wry smile:
"From the position of the window, my back must look like a dog."

After finishing speaking, he took out a wine jug from nowhere and drank it alone on the street while walking. After drinking the bottom of the jug in one breath, he wiped his mouth, shook his head and murmured:

"Others are candles shaking windows and shadows in the middle of the night, but I invite the moon to meet the shadows and form three people. It's really sad and deplorable."

At this time, the curfew was reached, and there was only a lonely figure walking away on the street.

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On the third floor of Fengyue Building, Huo Xin at the south gate gently closed and opened the window with a slight gap, with a hesitant expression on his face, the woman who had been watching calmly from the beginning to the end saw his doubts, and lightly opened her lips and said:
"Young Master Nanmen, you don't need to be overly concerned. The prince has also said that he is willing to admit defeat. This matter will definitely not affect the relationship between the two of you in the future."

Nanmen Huo Xin rubbed his hands and came to sit down at the table, the hesitation on his face was relieved by the woman's words, but he still frowned slightly and said:
"I'm not afraid of the girl's jokes. I didn't have any big ambitions since I was a child, and my studies are so-so. I can't even grasp the propriety that a rich man should have. I managed to chat with the prince before. If I offend him because of tonight's incident Yes……"

When Nanmen Huo Xin said this, he suddenly stopped talking, the woman opposite was already extremely beautiful but still smart, he naturally knew that the second half of the sentence that the other party stopped abruptly was the word "gain outweighs the loss", and he was that The so-called "get".

The woman didn't speak out, nor did she feel displeased, but smiled and said:
"If the young master chases him out at this time, there is still time."

When Nanmen Huo Xin heard this, his originally relaxed expression became tangled up again.

This kind of indecisive way of handling things is something that even Nanmen himself can't get used to. What his father said is right, he is indecisive by nature, so he can't be the head of the family.

……

Seeing his appearance, the woman on the opposite side burst out laughing suddenly, and when she saw that the young man from the South Gate was even more embarrassed, she stopped smiling and said:
"My lord, don't blame me, I just think it's very interesting. You were just downstairs, and your lord was not afraid to face several generals, but now because of an uncertain result, you are afraid.

Although the slave family is a little girl with shallow eyesight, I can see that the prince is not someone who will take revenge, and he has a noble status, so he will definitely not anger the Nanmen family for a prostitute like me. The son is really overwhelmed. "

After the woman finished speaking, a trace of loneliness could not help flashing in her eyes. No matter how much she resigned to her fate, she still couldn't completely convince herself.

Nanmen Huo Xin didn't seem to notice the change in the woman's expression. Hearing this, he thought for a moment, and then laughed at himself:
"I made Gu Huakui laugh at me. I am really narrow-minded about this matter. Since the prince has such kind intentions, I naturally have no reason to refuse."

After Nanmen Huo Xin finished speaking, he looked straight at the woman opposite, until he was about to stare at this oiran who was used to seeing all kinds of men a little embarrassed, and then said seriously:
"Let me be fair, the girl's words were too modest just now, and outsiders may only pay attention to Gu Sanniang's appearance, but today's kind words made Nanmen seem to be enlightened. The girl is beautiful and intelligent, and her vision is not inferior to that of a woman from a wealthy family. .”

Nanmen Huo Xin's sincere words were obviously more effective than Wang Gingquan's brazen praise. Gu Chunniang's cheeks were slightly red, and she picked up the cold tea on the table and drank it calmly.

The moon and stars are sparse on this night, which is a rare beauty on a good day.

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Ye Jian's grandpa and grandson have lived in Tangmen for a while, and since the last robbery of the law field, they have become Tangmen's guests as a matter of course.

The future head of the Tang Sect who once boasted that no one else has the right to interfere with the decision he made, was immediately grounded by his father as the suzerain after he came back.

The woman Hong Mao rescued was also placed in the Tang Sect. The young man was not a person who took advantage of others, and he didn't really think about what to do to a woman who had only met once. The reason why he saved her that day was only because she was still young small.

A gentleman does what he doesn't. Although Hong Mao is not a gentleman who has read sage books, the truth of this is still clear.

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Compared with the pleasure of "drawing swords to help when the road is injustice", the young man is more interested in his cheap grandfather. Although the other party has a lot of ink about his youth, he never cared about it from the beginning to the end. superior.

God knows if this old guy will call the wild cats on the roadside a fierce tiger, and the butcher who slaughtered pigs a murderous monster. Although the old man Ye has used his sword a few times in the middle, in the young man's heart, the man in the capital His master is the most powerful swordsman in the world.

In the past few days, old man Ye always went to find the patriarch of the Tang sect who could not be closed. Hong Mao didn't bother to care about the two old men's troubles, so he went to the Yanwu stage to watch the fun alone. The cultivation is magnificent, and even the martial arts arena inside it is outrageously large, and the Zongmen Grand Competition will be held there on weekdays.

He came at the right time, just in time to catch up with two disciples in the sect who were fighting privately, and it seemed to be for a female disciple according to the people around him.

There are three thousand disciples of the Tang Sect. Except for those who go out on missions all year round, there are more than 2000 people who stay in the sect every day. With so many people together, there is naturally no shortage of conflicts.

Tang Sect does not forbid disciples to fight privately, but only stipulates that it must be held in the martial arts arena, and no human life can be caused. It is precisely because of his outstanding performance here that the masters of the sect are favored by the elders of the sect, and then they are recruited into the sect to become a blockbuster.

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Hong Mao looked at the audience for a while and found it boring. On the stage, both of them had something, but they didn't have much. They looked better than the street thugs, but most of them were put on airs.

When he robbed the court, Hong Mao paid special attention to the entourage who was in charge of guarding the young lord of the Tang Sect.

The young man was really tired of watching, so he took out a bag of beef jerky from his arms, and muttered to himself while chewing:

"That's not enough, is Tangmen disciples at this level?"

Hong Mao has always been good at mobilizing hatred, and he didn't deliberately restrain his voice. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Tangmen disciples.

People around saw that the other party was a young man wearing coarse linen clothes with a wooden sword on his waist, and they couldn't be sure of his origin for a while.

In the arena, there are not a few old hunters who have been blinded by young eagles. Those so-called masters who are not high enough to be low are not afraid of the old seniors who have been famous for a long time, but are more careful about the juniors who are new to the world.

God knows if these boys in their early twenties have worshiped a certain reclusive expert as their teacher, learned art for more than ten years, and met him right after they came out of the mountains.

People in the literary world cherish their lives, and people in the martial arts cherish their names. If they are beaten by a fledgling unknown person, not to mention becoming a stepping stone for the opponent, if it is spread, it will become the laughing stock of the Jianghu people.

Just when everyone was hesitating, a stern voice sounded:
"Who did you learn from, and why did you speak such wild words at Tangmen?"

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(End of this chapter)