That night, Chen Guhong had a dream.
Since the primordial spirit was born in his mind, he has rarely dreamed, so it is very rare. In the dream, he rode the clouds and rode the fog to roam the three mountains and five mountains. In the dream, he rode a crane southward, wandering around the world with a hundred thousand pens wrapped around his waist.
In the dream he became a fairy.
There is no need to mention Twelve is happy, but it is a dream after all. The next day, Chen Guhong woke up in a daze, moved his neck and shook his head, only to realize that he was dreaming.
"I'm still in the world." After waking up from the dream, she smiled casually, and then lifted the quilt to get up. Yuanyuan woke up early, cleaned herself up, and looked decent, seeing Chen Guhong woke up , and thoughtfully took clothes for Chen Guhong to put on.
For a moment, Chen Guhong forgot that this was someone else's house, and asked, "What's for breakfast?"
Yuanyuan knew that her young master was confused, so she said cheerfully, "We eat what other people do."
"Oh!" Chen Guhong just remembered that this is at Shui's house. This time he woke up completely, and after washing up, the delicious food was served.
Needless to say, white porridge and pickles, they must not be found.
A chicken, a stack of pork chops, winter melon, radish, and a bowl of mountain soup. There are four dishes and one soup in total, and the smell makes people's index fingers move. Chen Guhong thought about it yesterday when the sister-in-law ordered the slaves to prepare whatever meals she ate for the guests.
Then he thought, "As expected of a heroine, dinner is nothing more than dinner, and breakfast is so oily."
With a word of feeling, Chen Guhong sat down with Yuanyuan and Tie Zhu to eat. Naturally, he was very full. After eating, he was lazy and wanted to go for a walk again.
Still the same leisurely mind, Chen Guhong didn't bother to find Shui Jianhan's little niece, saying that he had the Kunwu sword or something like that. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridgehead, let nature take its course.
But today Chen Guhong encountered another accident, Chen Guhong walked around in circles. Suddenly a young man stood in front of him. Looking up, the young man was in his early twenties and in his prime.
His complexion was dark, and his face was very handsome. Coupled with his tall and burly figure, he had the air of a Lu Bu among men and a red rabbit among horses.
Not to mention that his eyes are very bright, compellingly bright, as bright as a blade.
"Why are you stopping me?" Chen Guhong asked strangely.
"You are very weird," said the young man.
"Weird?" Chen Guhong lowered his head and looked at himself carefully, why am I so weird? Then touch your own face. Could it be that there are rice grains stuck on the face? It shouldn't be, Yuanyuan will say it if she is stuck with rice grains.
"I'm not talking about your face or your attire. It's about your identity and your actions." The young man said again.
"What do you mean?" Chen Guhong wondered.
"My name is Wan Zhenglong. What's your name?" the young man asked.
"My name is Chen Guhong." Chen Guhong said politely.
"Are you a scholar, or a scholar?" Wan Zhenglong asked again.
"Scholar." Chen Guhong understood the meaning of Wan Zhenglong's words.
"The biggest event in the Jianghu today is the fight between the Shui family and the enemy family. Countless heroes roared in. As the saying goes, swords, swords, dragons and snakes rise and fall. Isn't it weird that you, a scholar, come here?" Wan Zhenglong said. Then he looked at Chen Guhong for a while, and said, "I've been watching you since you came in. I thought you were a wealthy guest dressed like a scholar, but after every meal I saw you, I wanted to take a walk , you have an overly laid-back personality, so I know you are a real scholar. Do you think it's weird for you to appear here?"
I felt a strong sense of xenophobia, because this was already the third person who squinted at my status as a scholar. Chen Guhong has a good temper. But as the saying goes, if there are no more than three things, you will be a little annoyed.
Listen to what Wan Zhenglong said again. He should also be a kind of guest. Then he curled his lips and said: "You come to help, and I am here to help. Although it seems that I am a little weaker and weaker, my heart to help is no less than yours."
"Help?" Wan Zhenglong smiled when he heard this, and glanced at Chen Guhong with a smile, his eyes were a little dazed. Said: "It turns out that you are a scholar with loyalty."
"What do you mean by that?" Chen Guhong was a little puzzled, don't you
"I'm here to make a name for myself." Wan Zhenglong held his head up, very imposing, and his eyes were shining brightly. Generously said: "I was born in a declining family of swordsmen. I practiced swords at the age of five, aroused my pride at the age of fifteen, and spent another five years honing my sword skills. I only came out of the mountain this year. It is because of the current situation of the Shui family, relying on my swordsmanship and heroic spirit, I want to become famous and let everyone in the world know that I am Wan Zhenglong."
In professional terms, this man is said to have waded through muddy waters. Chen Guhong looked at Wan Zhenglong inexplicably, it's alright for him to have such superficial and vulgar thoughts, why would he want to break up with me
At this moment, Wan Zhenglong's face showed excitement, and he said to himself: "This time, there are as many wealthy guests gathered around Dongyang County. The aristocratic families include Zhuo Songfeng's family, Tianya Chen's family, and Xuan's family. The three major families of the Zhou Fang family are not inferior to the powerful families of the Shui family. People. They are "Wanshan Swordsman" Chen Duxiu, "Shuisheng Hero" Qiu Feihua, and "Nanzhonghou" Yan Chunqiu. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, as long as I defeat one of these three people, I will be the world One powerful."
Chen Guhong didn't want to listen to it halfway through, and said: "I admire you for your ambition. I wish you all your dreams come true and you will become famous."
After finishing speaking, Chen Guhong rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and left in a hurry. It's really not speculative to say more than half a sentence. This life has a different outlook, and it takes effort to speak, to become famous? It's too superficial.
This time, Chen Guhong successfully asked Wan Zhenglong, a young swordsman in his prime, thinking that it was a once and for all request, but he didn't want this kid to come to Chen Guhong again the next day.
Chen Guhong asked, Wan Zhenglong replied. "Warriors are inferior to each other. I am unique in swordsmanship. I am a man of the world. I am too superior. The guests in the Shui family are all superficial people, and they are not happy to talk to me. I will play with you."
When Chen Guhong heard this, he could only stroke his forehead, "Can't you just explain in a more general way that you are too ambitious and too confident, and you are pushed aside by others?"
All in all, Chen Guhong felt that this was a weird person. But he has a good temper, so he reluctantly greeted him, and he was able to handle it. Not long after, Chen Guhong also knew that this person was not only a confident and arrogant guy.
And it's a full-on chatter, endless talk. There are well-informed people, such as which family has a grudge, which family has a fate, and the words are clear and logical, and the saliva is flying all over the place.
Chen Guhong's ears were ringing, he was very helpless.