"You are not busy with business, so why come here to see what he is doing?" Nanfeng knew Hou Shulin better than Fatty, and he could guess Hou Shulin's expression and tone at this time without even looking.
"We were also passing by. We heard that 'Zhenren Hou was selecting camphor wood in Taiwei's Mansion', so we came to take a look." The fat man waved to Nan Feng, "Come and take a look and see his pretentious face."
The more the fat man asked him to go over and take a look, the more Nanfeng refused to go. Instead, he walked to the opposite side of Changle, squatted down, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, "Did things go smoothly?"
"Fortunately, Northern Zhou Dynasty has visited them all, and there are several people you can choose from." Changle said.
When Nanfeng couldn't be called, the fat man called Yuan Anning over to take a look, and pointed out, "Look at his bear-like appearance, his face drooped, pretending to be serious."
Yuan Anning smiled and said nothing.
"Did you see that he has an indifferent air and a drawl when speaking? I wonder how capable he is," the fat man said again.
Seeing that the fat man was angry, Nanfeng smiled and said, "Why are you so familiar with him? Come and have a drink."
The fat man insisted on letting Nanfeng see Hou Shulin's demeanor, words and deeds at this time with his own eyes, so he came over and pulled him to the window, "Look, look, it's such a big air, I can't say it in a polite way, it's such a fake thing." , just kick him to death."
"Then go over and kick him to death." Nanfeng said with a smile. In fact, you can't blame the fat man for being angry. Unlike the humble flattery in front of him, Hou Shulin was like an official asking a question or an imperial envoy on a parade, arrogant. , high above.
"Are you angry if I kicked him to death?" The fat man curled his lips.
"Angry." Nanfeng was still laughing.
"Fuck." The fat man cursed.
"Don't be angry," Nanfeng comforted, "People are distinguished by their rank. We can't expect everyone to be like you and me. A servant is not your or my friend, so just let him be."
"He heard that Hou Shulin was arrogant and domineering. He was so angry that he traveled hundreds of miles to beat him." Chang Le said.
The fat man turned around and looked at Changle, "What are you talking about?"
Changle drank alone and ignored him.
While the two were talking, Nanfeng looked at the due north hall. In addition to the warriors, there were some officials in the hall. The middle-aged man sitting in the second seat had seen him in Nanhuang earlier. He was a general under Chen Baxian, accompanying him. The king accompanied him, and he was rewarded for his high achievements. He should be holding the post of Taiwei at this time. In addition, there are three women, all dressed in palace attire, two of them are palace maids, and one is wearing a white fur coat. They must be around forty years old and not very good-looking.
Hou Shulin took over the honors and sat on the main seat. He leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair. He was holding a teacup and wiping the tea leaves in the teacup with the lid. He spoke slowly with a detached and profound expression on his face.
It's no wonder that the fat man was angry. Seeing Hou Shulin acting so arrogantly, Nan Feng was secretly amused and wished he could go over and kick him in the face to make him look ugly and embarrassed.
"Those who hold high positions should be able to accommodate others," Nanfeng pulled the fat man away from the north window, "This man is indeed a shallow person, but he also has merits. He has indeed done a few errands over the years. "
Hearing what Nanfeng said, the fat man felt a little relieved, "I'm afraid that he will use your name to lie around and ruin your reputation."
"You heard what he said, and he didn't say anything bad about me." Nanfeng said with a smile. Hou Shulin was fake, but he never ruined his reputation. In fact, it was just the opposite. Hou Shulin always tried to treat him when talking to others. He put gold on his face and said that he was a great hero with great righteousness and a good god who was selfless and kind.
"I just don't like this birdman." The fat man snatched the wine bottle from Nanfeng's hand, raised his head and took a sip.
Nanfeng smiled and did not answer. It was reasonable for the fat man not to like Hou Shulin, because Hou Shulin was a flattering and flattering villain. But at the same time, Hou Shulin is also a good subordinate who is loyal and dedicated to his duties. Regardless of whether his loyalty is for a purpose, even if it is loyalty for a purpose, it is still loyalty. How many people in this world have endless loyalty? Asking for something.
Just as Chang Le said, Fatty came here to teach Hou Shulin a lesson and make Hou Shulin look embarrassed. Now that Nanfeng has come, he can't take action anymore, and Nanfeng has no intention of teaching Hou Shulin a lesson. It's inevitable that the fat man will get angry, so he doesn't stay in Xiulou anymore. He drank a few sips of wine and said to Changle, "Let's go. , Out of sight, out of mind, I’m afraid I won’t be able to help beating him if I stay any longer.”
Chang Le raised his head and glanced at the fat man. After nodding, he took out a few pieces of yellow paper from his arms and handed them to Nan Feng, "You can observe these again."
Nanfeng raised his hand to take it, lowered his head to read it, and saw that what was written on it was the situation of several purple energy masters.
While Nanfeng was looking at the yellow paper, Changle had already followed the fat man. Yuan Anning closed the window and returned to Nanfeng, "What Zhengde said is not unreasonable. When it is convenient, it is more appropriate to give him a lecture."
"Why are you training him?" Nanfeng said casually, "There is nothing wrong with Hou Shulin in this matter. Hou Shulin is inherently virtuous. It is the fat man who is wrong. He should not use the standards of friends to ask outsiders."
Yuan Anning was speechless.
Hou Shulin had been listening to people talking about his situation in the room for some time. Those warriors were all under Jushan. Among them, he had an impression that the two warriors with light red aura from the Cave God were the two who had passed the preliminary selection before. The rest were accompanying guests, who might have some friendship with the Taiwei, and wanted to take this opportunity to make friends with Hou Shulin.
Perhaps because he felt that the show was almost done, Hou Shulin said lazily, "I am bound by the decree of Master Nanfeng and perform my duties on my behalf. I will consider your requests carefully." At this point, Hou Shulin paused briefly. Turning to look at the two warriors seated as the third host and the third guest, he said, "You two are the people who were personally summoned by Master Meng Nanfeng after preliminary selection. You are also the people favored by Taiwei Zhang and Princess Yongshou. You are a poor person. It’s hard to decide whether to go or not, so I can only take a test of martial arts and civil arts to decide whether to stay or go.”
After Hou Shulin finished speaking, everyone looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
After taking a slow breath, Hou Shulin spoke, "It's limited to ten moves, the winner will stay and the loser will go. Just decide the winner, don't fight for your life, lest you lose the martial virtue and compassion of a warrior to help the world and save the suffering."
After Hou Shulin finished speaking, Captain Zhang asked, "What if it's hard to tell the winner?"
"If it's hard to tell the winner in terms of martial arts skills, then the moral character will determine the winner." Hou Shulin is the master of Qingqing Academy. This guy should have been a scholar before practicing martial arts, and his speech is not vulgar.
"Ten moves are too few. Can we not limit the number of moves and just judge the outcome?" asked the woman in palace attire. This person must be the Princess Yongshou mentioned by Hou Shulin. The so-called princess is not necessarily the emperor's daughter, but also the emperor's sister. They are all princesses. Judging from this person's age, she is probably Chen Baxian's elder sister or younger sister.
Hou Shulin did not answer, slowly turned his head and looked coldly at Princess Yongshou.
Princess Yongshou saw Hou Shulin's stern face and felt guilty, so she had no choice but to say to Hou Shulin, "This palace is just a suggestion, everything is decided by the real person."
"Pindao adheres to the decree of Master Nanfeng. He deeply feels the great responsibility and does not dare to neglect it. After this matter, we have to go somewhere else." Hou Shulin's voice was calm and calm, "Ten moves will determine the outcome, let's begin. "
Hou Shulin had no face to speak of in front of Nan Feng, but he was very majestic in the eyes of the common people, including the Taiwei and the princess. No one dared to refuse to disobey his words. After Hou Shulin finished speaking, the two cave god warriors left their seats and stood. He stood up, bowed to him, took three steps back, then turned around and walked out of the house.
These two warriors are both tall men, burly and strong, about the same age, both around thirty years old. The one who wields the sword is named Shen Changfeng and is Taiwei Zhang's personal bodyguard. The man named Yang Mingxiong was the nephew of Princess Yongshou's husband.
The two of them went out and stood in the courtyard, about ten feet apart. They held each other's hands, then lunged and formed a stance.
Everyone in the room followed them out of the door, but Hou Shulin was still sitting on his seat. Seeing that the two of them were ready, he hummed and signaled that they could start.
As soon as Hou Shulin finished speaking, Shen Changfeng made a move. His horse stance remained unchanged, and he suddenly exerted force on his hind foot, sliding forward. At the same time, he unsheathed his sword and slashed Yang Xiong's chest diagonally.
Yang Xiong was caught off guard and lost the opportunity. He had no time to dodge or block. In desperation, he stretched out his arms and raised his chest with all his strength, hoping to bear Shen Changfeng's sword.
Shen Changfeng slashed his knife and opened Yang Xiong's front. The blade touched the flesh. Although it caused skin trauma, it did not hurt the muscles or bones.
Shen Changfeng seemed to know Yang Xiong's horizontal training skills. After making sure that he could not be hurt by a single sword, he immediately retreated. Before Yang Xiong could hit him with his bronze mace, he turned behind Yang Xiong and struck out with his left palm, attacking the jade pillow behind Yang Xiong's head.
Yang Xiong sensed this and did not dodge or dodge. He swung his copper mace and hit Shen Changfeng on the head, using the strategy of surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao.
"You can't tell the winner within ten moves." Yuan Anning said softly.
"Yang Xiong will win after hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting." Nanfeng said. It is obvious that Shen Changfeng is good at quick attacks, while Yang Xiong is good at horizontal Kung Fu. There is a cover for horizontal Kung Fu. Maybe Located at any acupuncture point, it is almost impossible for Shen Changfeng to find Yang Xiong's cover within ten moves.
The result was just as the two expected. After ten moves, the two couldn't tell the winner. They handed over to each other and returned to the room to listen to Hou Shulin's instructions.
Although Hou Shulin lost his prestige, he did not forget about it. The question he asked the two of them was the second question Nanfeng had asked before. If they were promoted to Daluo Jinxian, what would they do first
Shen Changfeng's answer was to find out the enemy who framed him, while Yang Xiong's answer was to extend the life of his seriously ill mother.
Although Hou Shulin did not express his position immediately, it could be seen from his expression that he was not satisfied with Shen Changfeng's answer, but he was approving of Yang Xiong's answer.
After the two spoke, everyone's eyes were focused on Hou Shulin's face, waiting for his comment.
Hou Shulin lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, thinking for a long time. To be precise, he pretended to be deep in thought for a long time. Then he opened his eyes and said slowly, "Filial piety comes first among all good deeds."
After hearing this, everyone knew that he was leaning towards Yang Xiong. Princess Yongshou and others looked happy, while Taiwei Zhang and Shen Changfeng looked disappointed.
After Hou Shulin finished speaking, he stood up from his seat, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the house, "When is the time to retaliate against one another? We must spare others and spare them."
After saying this, the person also left the door, lifted off the ground and flew southward under the gaze of everyone.
Yuan Anning originally thought that Nanfeng would stop Hou Shulin, but she never thought that he would look at Hou Shulin at all. Instead, he frowned and looked at the people standing under the eaves.
Now that the host has left, the guests have begun to say goodbye. Until all the guests have left, Nanfeng still has no intention of going back.
Yuan Anning looked at Nanfeng in confusion, and Nanfeng pointed at Shen Changfeng who returned to the house in frustration, "This person can be used..."