Wanjian Villa.
The road to mountain climbing.
When the welcoming disciple heard the source of the sound, he hurriedly raised his head and saw a noble prince in gold and jade sitting in a pavilion on the mountainside, elegantly fanning a white jade fan.
Sitting next to him was a burly man. Although there was peace in the man's brows, this peace could not hide his superiority and arrogance.
The two of them were surrounded by four beauties,
Several people seemed to be reciting poems and composing poems, making the most of the elegance of this spring day.
The disciples who welcomed the guests hurriedly left Xia Ji behind and ran forward to pay homage: "I have met Mr. Zheng and Mr. Ma. The distinguished guests' table in the village has already been reserved for you two. Why don't you two go up the mountain with me? Bar?"
The noble young master looked at Xia Ji, glanced a few times, looked around at the beauties and the burly man, and then suddenly burst into inexplicable laughter, and the others also laughed.
You don't understand what they are laughing about.
But you must know that this is a very impolite ridicule.
Maybe it's saying "you are worthy of walking with me"
Maybe he was saying something else.
The disciple of Wanjian Villa looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything and just turned around.
Xia Ji's side.
Feng Chuixue's lowered gaze suddenly raised, and she raised her hand to grab the handle of the knife.
And when he grasps the hilt of the knife, the man who scoffs will die, so to speak.
Although he respects life and does not kill innocent people indiscriminately, he respects his teacher more. Those who insult him may live, but those who insult his teacher can only die to apologize.
But his hand slowed down because Xia Ji spoke.
"Qiong Feng, go and ask whose family the child is from."
"Yes." Xie Qiongfeng responded and walked forward directly.
But before he took two steps, the welcoming disciple of Wanjian Villa hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, winking.
In his eyes, the reason why the groom became the groom's officer was entirely because of his affinity with the young lady, not his power background.
But in this situation, it seems that the father of the bridegroom is not a person who is "aware of current affairs and has a keen eye".
He still didn't understand what kind of wedding banquet he was participating in.
I don’t know how many powerful people there will be at this wedding banquet.
If he wants to show off his strength and save face, he will only bring humiliation to himself.
Naturally, he wanted to stop this from happening, and he also wanted to stop him from colliding with the two young masters.
Xie Qiongfeng was still walking forward, but the people in the pavilion were completely confident. The noble young master was still smiling, as if he was expecting someone from this family to take action.
If you take action, there is no guarantee that the wedding will be ruined. This is what they want to see.
The disciples of Wanjian Villa hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out their hands to stop him and said, "Let's go up the mountain first. The third owner of the village is still waiting for you. Yu Weng doesn't want to see his son's wedding banquet disrupted, right?"
He reminded him eagerly, hoping that the groom's father, who had no discernment, could understand some truth.
Xia Ji nodded and said gently: "Qiong Feng will handle it here. Let's go up the mountain first. Don't keep people waiting."
Xie Qiongfeng's eyes turned cold and he said respectfully: "Yes."
The disciples of Wanjian Villa couldn't help but sigh.
If this family wants to hit a wall by themselves, then let them suffer some losses, so that they can understand that "there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world." How can Mr. Zheng and Mr. Ma not be protected by experts
It's definitely not possible to just keep such a big, showy guy.
This big man looks talented, but he doesn't know whether he can come back alive.
But he was powerless to stop him and could only sigh and said: "Yu Weng, come with me."
Xia Ji said gently: "Thank you."
Feng Chuixue lowered his head and followed Xia Ji. He was a little disgusted because he didn't like such an environment.
In such an environment, no matter whether he wins or loses, it will not make him happy, he will only feel that the knife is stained.
A person who indulges in vulgarity is not qualified to draw a sword. If the blood of a dishonest person touches the blade of his sword, it will give him an extremely nauseating feeling and make him want to lie on the roadside and vomit.
Therefore, like a shy young man who had never seen the scene before, he followed Xia Ji closely.
Nian Ying and Zhao Yange knew they were innocent in their hearts, but if the teacher didn't say anything, they couldn't do anything. Besides, today was indeed the wedding of a classmate. They broke out and killed people. Maybe they were happy for a while, but what about the groom
That was completely irreparable damage, and it might cause him to lose this wedding and suffer for the rest of his life.
There is another way, that is, the teacher reveals his identity.
But the teacher doesn't seem to want to do this...
Nian Ying and the others also understand,
The teacher's world, the teacher's cause and effect, and the teacher's secrets are not something they can bear yet.
The teacher does not reveal his identity, to a certain extent, he is protecting them and allowing them to live their own lives.
What's more, in the eyes of a person like the teacher, he actually looks down upon the barking of dogs on the street.
It was also strange that on the way up the mountain, Xia Ji met two more groups of noble children, and those noble children were extremely mocking to him.
Xia Ji didn't know that someone was deliberately messing with his disciple, hoping that his wedding would be ruined.
So, he left Nian Ying and Zhao Yange behind to "solve the problem."
You know, even if Zhao Yange ranks last among the seventy-two people, he is still a real strong person outside.
The spring flowers are blooming, and the pink peach blossoms are blown by the mountain wind.
In the brilliant golden light, come and go with the wind,
Lingering over the feet, and then pounced into the uninhabited black abyss.
From the top of the mountain where Wanjian Villa is located, you can see the beautiful scenery in all directions. The villa has a large open space, many houses, and the mountain stream flows like a silver belt, forming a quiet mountain manor.
But this tranquility has now been replaced by the noise of the wedding banquet.
In the manor, red silk cloth was spread out, and the words "celebration" were posted everywhere.
Although there were not many guests, all of them seemed to have dignity and momentum, and they were obviously not ordinary people from the world.
Feng Chuixue followed Xia Ji closely and stood in front of the main entrance of the manor.
Facing such a lively occasion, he still couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He was afraid of the crowds, which made him at a loss. He could only stand there like a piece of wood, not knowing what to do or what to say.
The disciple of the villa led him to the door. From a distance, a tall and muscular man walked over. He was nearly two meters tall, a head taller than Xia Ji and Feng Chuixue, and he looked very oppressive.
The disciple from the mountain villa who led the way said hurriedly: "Senior brother."
"You go down." The man waved his hand, then looked down at the white-haired man and said, "Yu Weng, come with me, the three village masters are waiting for you."
Xia Ji said gently: "Thank you."
soon,
He was led around seven times and eight times to the side hall.
In the side hall, the three owners of Wanjian Villa were all smiling, but they did not stand up to greet them.
Xia Ji and Feng Chuixue took their seats.
No servant offered tea.
Then it fell into some kind of calm.
It didn't take long for the calm to be broken.
A girl in a red shirt ran in angrily outside the door. She was beautiful, with a bit of heroism between her eyebrows, but her pupils were full of anger at this moment.
She looked at the Third Village Master sitting in the hall and said, "Third Uncle, why are you doing this?"
The owner of the third village said: "Fu'er, don't you understand?"
The girl said: "He and I are in love and have experienced many things. His strength is far stronger than you think. Maybe he didn't show strength in front of you, but only showed you humility and courtesy, but this does not mean that he is Weak."
The owner of the third village, Yun Danfeng, smiled softly. He completely ignored Xia Ji who was present and said calmly: "Fu'er, you are still young and cannot understand many things, but your uncle and your father are both experienced and can see clearly. "
"Really? Today I am the bride, and no one can stop Yu Lang and I from going to the wedding hall to get married!"
This girl is Yang Fu, today's bride.
After she vented her anger, she saw the white-haired man beside her and hurriedly offered tea and said respectfully: "Please give me some tea, father-in-law. I heard Yu Lang talk about you and he said you are a great person.
Today's situation makes you feel wronged, but Yu Lang really has no choice. He has told me many times that he wants to have you by his side in the most important moments of his life. "
Xia Ji could feel the bride's apology and sincerity. He took the tea, took a sip, and asked casually: "What's going on?"
Yang Fu stopped talking and sighed softly: "It's nothing. After the wedding here is over, Yu Lang and I will leave the villa and we will honor you well in the future."
She rolled her eyes, and then she saw a man behind her father-in-law. The man met her eyes, smiled and nodded to her.
This is the limit of wind and snow.
Yang Fu said: "This is..."
Feng Chuixue didn't know what to say, but her cheeks turned a little red.
Xia Ji smiled and said, "My son is your husband's brother."
Feng Chuixue's whole body froze, and a throbbing originating from the depths of his soul suddenly gave him a sense of belonging. He lowered his head and his eyes turned red.
Yang Fu was stunned for a moment. She had never heard her husband talk about this eldest brother, but from the looks of it, it was probably because this eldest brother was too... introverted...
And this kind of introvert usually cannot make a name for himself in the world.
Therefore, my husband didn’t mention it much.
But she still nodded towards Feng Chuixue and shouted respectfully: "Brother."
Feng Chuixue wiped her eyes and nodded.
The third owner of the village, who was sitting in the middle, obviously didn't even want to act on the surface. He just said "I have something to do" and left.
Today's game is called a wedding banquet, but it's actually a wedding breakup.
In the lonely hall, Xia Ji drank tea calmly.
Feng Chuixue stood behind him with her head lowered.
Yang Fu was obediently talking to him on the side, talking about how she met Yu Long, knew each other and fell in love, with sweetness and respect for her husband in her eyes.
Xia Ji also smiled and talked to her for a few words, and finally asked: "Xiao Fu, aren't you supposed to welcome the guests at the bottom of the mountain with Xiaolong? Why are you at the top of the mountain?"
Yang Fu sighed: "Father, I will talk to you about this later. Today's wedding banquet is difficult for you. But my husband and I really didn't expect that they would do such a great job, otherwise we wouldn't have asked you to come." I’m really sorry for this place.”
Xia Ji probably understood in his heart.
It's just that Wanjian Villa looks down on its own disciples, and there are powerful people intervening.
He just thought it was funny. If he was really a disciple of a noble family, he would unscrupulously remove his gray hair, reveal his identity, and crush the whole audience.
But he was destined not to be a simple disciple of aristocratic family, but to "conspire against".
These seventy-two disciples make me feel like home, so I will not drag these family members into an infinite dead end, into a world where eternity is the time line, all worlds are the chessboard, and all living beings are ants. In the chess game.
The more he watched, the more he felt that there was something very deep hidden behind all this. It might not be controlled by anyone, but it was destined to be an extremely cruel game and a fight to the death. The levels were so high that it was hard to imagine. .
Compared with those, what he saw before him only made him feel a sense of amusement, and even made him relax.
scold him,
Praise him.
He was no longer distracted.
Whether he admits it or not, these people are no longer in the same world as him, or even a "species".
Xia Ji drank tea and listened to the bride beside him talking non-stop. He turned his head and looked out the door.
Spring is just right,
The world is so nice,
Ji Xuan is about to take over.
My leisure time is coming to an end.
Now that this is over, we have to go to the Lu family to have a look.
Will the ancestor of the Wu family take revenge
Many thoughts passed through his thoughts one after another, and he worked hard to integrate them into his own pattern.
Suddenly, the noise coming from outside the village gate broke his thoughts.
"Master Zheng, Master Ma, why are you missing?"
Xie Qiongfeng's voice came: "I don't know."
"You don't know? I clearly watched you go to the mountainside pavilion."
"You must have hurt the two young masters, and you still won't tell the truth?!"
Then, another voice came.
"Young Master Pan, why are you missing too?"
Nian Ying's voice came: "Who is Shaoxia Pan?"
"You must have seduced Shaoxia Pan... To be honest, where did Shaoxia Pan go?"
Nian Ying couldn't help laughing, "Am I seducing him?"
Then, voices accusing Zhao Yange came from the front.
Obviously, the three people who solved the problem made those people disappear for a short time. It was not as if they were killed. They should have been tapped on the acupuncture points and thrown into the wilderness.
In the inner hall,
Xia Ji couldn't help laughing when he heard the quarrel in the distance. For some reason, he wasn't angry, he just found it funny.
Feng Chuixue also doesn’t understand what kind of fairy-like demeanor the teacher has...
He took a step forward.
Xia Ji said: "Go back."
Let the wind and snow go out at this time. When he comes back, there will probably be no one alive outside.
Yang Fu stood up awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, father-in-law, I'll go... I'll go solve it."
Xia Ji smiled and nodded.
Yang Fu only felt that this father-in-law's nurturing demeanor was the only one she had ever seen in her life. She always felt that he was not an ordinary person. So, she took two steps and couldn't help but ask: "Father-in-law, Yu Lang said you are from a small town." A businessman, are you... really... a businessman?"
Xia Ji quickly accepted this identity and said decisively: "Not bad."
Yang Fu gave him a strange look. Facing this father-in-law, she always had a strange emotion, as if... she was looking at the god sitting alone in the vast galaxy, or even the tip of the iceberg that occasionally showed up, and let her Respect from the heart.
It seems that she is overthinking.
She hurriedly walked out.
However, just as Yang Fu crossed the threshold, she heard a familiar voice.
That was the roar of her husband, which sounded from a distance.
"Wanjian Villa, this is too much! Is this how you treat my relatives and friends who have come from afar?"
Her face turned pale instantly, and what she was most worried about happened. When she turned her head, she saw the white-haired father-in-law and her husband and brother behind him standing up.
When the two of them walked past her, Xia Ji paused and said gently: "Xiao Fu, come together."