When Xia Rui heard Zhong Jiancheng's question, he was still surprised to understand the inexplicable mystery between everyone and Xu Jie, and replied casually: "Tonight, we should have invited Wen Yuan to drink, and we just asked Mr. Zhong to take care of him."

When Xie everyone came downstairs to drink with Xu Jie, what is this master of martial arts who has already been suspected by Xia Rui?

Mr. Zhong finally got angry and scolded: "Young Master Cheng, did you mean to be happy?"

Xia Rui heard the man scolding him and turned around and asked, "Where do I have the time to find you to be happy? Are you looking for yourself to be happy?"

The hero Zhong no longer cared about his demeanor. How could the beauty lose face in front of him? He spoke again and said, "Young Master Cheng, you are so handsome, no wonder you are a certain person who turns against you. You don't go to the world to inquire about the reputation of a certain sword that killed him!"

Xia Rui was stunned when he heard this, and turned around and looked at the two guards behind him, and asked, "Wen Yuan said that you invited the two swords to kill you for money. Mr. Zhong, is this true or false? You are also powerful in sword dancing, why do you do such a villain in front of me?"

Xia Rui's suspicion is obviously more content than Xu Jie. As a prince, how can he not think more after he becomes suspicious?

When Zhong Jiancheng heard this, his eyebrows and eyes grim: "In this capital, except for a few masters in the Golden Palace Guard, who can beat someone?"

Zhong Jiancheng has had several confidences. At the foot of the emperor, people in the martial arts world dare not act rashly here. Therefore, in the open face of this capital, apart from the Golden Palace Guard, there are really no experts in the martial arts world. This is a place of powerful people. It is not impossible for people in the martial arts world to make a living here, but there is no need for free. Those who really have good skills are willing to be controlled by others and are humble everywhere.

Even if Zhong Jiancheng comes to Beijing to make a living, he still has to arrange a few dramas to seek fame and reputation. All he wants is to be respected and not be so humble.

Xie everyone went to take a look at Zhong Jiancheng again, turned around and said to Xu Jie, "Why is Mr. Xu so ignoring his identity, he actually associates with such a gangster. I want to laugh at you..."

After saying that, everyone actually giggled a few times. Xu Jie shook his head and said, "How can you underestimate others? This is a sword killing the death of Daxia Zhong. He learned from Huashan Sword Immortal Sect. He is famous in the capital, so everyone should not underestimate him."

"Oh?" After hearing the wise everyone, they turned to see Zhong Jiancheng again, and then giggled again: "Young Master Xu is a sage after all, so you can't deceive me as a fairy woman."

Xu Jie saw that everyone was shaking, and unconsciously gave in and said, "Why don't you go upstairs first?"

"I will go upstairs first, Mr. Xu will have to go upstairs later?" There was a strong sense of affection between everyone's eyes.

Xu Jie waved his hands repeatedly: "I haven't prepared poems today, so I can't go upstairs anymore. See you next day, see you next day!"

It is the most difficult to absorb the benefactor of the beauty. This beauty is really strange today. Even her dignified posture is much less. She raised her eyebrows and made her look at her many times, but Xu Jie really dared not absorb it.

Xie everyone got up, picked up the wine pot and poured Xu Jie a full glass, and smiled and said, "Mr. Xu has served me, but I will go up first. If Mr. Xu doesn't come upstairs tonight, I will not follow you."

After saying that, everyone left their seats, gave a few gifts to the other guests on the left and right, and then they wanted to go back upstairs.

The hero Zhong was already on the verge of anger. He looked around and saw that everyone was about to leave. Xia Rui had no concern for him at all. He looked at Xu Jie's smile as if he was proud. He also turned around to see the two guards led by Xia Rui. He thought for a moment and was about to explode.

At this moment, I heard footsteps downstairs, and a group of men came up. A fat man in front of him was wearing a brocade clothes and wearing them. He was already talking, full of confidence and a rough voice: "I heard that Jie everyone actually came downstairs to drink with the guests. It's really a strange thing! Where are Jie everyone?"

Xie was naturally on the third floor and had not yet walked to the stairs. He could hear the person's words, and his smile slightly stopped on his face and did not speak.

"The original Daojie has really come downstairs to accompany the guests to drink. I want to go up to the sixth floor, but I can't do anything. I don't like writing poetry by myself, but I still don't like asking someone to write poetry. Who is so good at this time that he actually asked Jie to come downstairs to accompany me in person?" The person who came up was obviously seeing Jie. I think this person has not really seen Jie, but he hasn't seen him in this Zhaixing Tower.

"The young master of the Chang family is here. I came downstairs just to serve Mr. Xu with a glass of wine. After serving, I went upstairs too." Jie said, and turned around and squeezed his eyebrows with Xu Jie again.

"Who is Mr. Xu, let me take a look!" The fat man looked around and the men behind him were also searching around.

Xu Jie frowned slightly and looked at Xia Rui. Xia Rui quickly said softly: "The eldest son of the Chang family, Chang Sheng, the eldest son of the Chang family, and the son of Chang Kai, the general of Datong Town."

When Xu Jie heard this, he vaguely remembered that Xie Fang had told him that the nobles and nobles regarded Li and Chang as the top two families. Xu Jie looked at everyone again and looked upset and said, "Why do you have to come down to find such trouble with me?"

Xu Jie had figured it out. This was not for everyone to come downstairs to save face, but to cause trouble for themselves, but to deliberately cause trouble for themselves. So, the trouble came to the door.

Then everyone still giggled: "Young Master Xu is both civil and military, and I can't even admire you even if I admire you. How can I cause trouble for you?"

Xu Jie shook his head and said, "It's hard to raise a villain and a woman! Women really hold grudges. I just scared you when you dance. Why take revenge like this?"

Xie everyone had already gone to the stairs, walked to halfway, and turned around and said, "Young Master Xu, I'm waiting for you to come upstairs!"

In this way, Chang Sheng, the eldest son of the Chang family, didn't have to look for him anymore. He walked towards Xu Jie a few steps and asked, "Are you just a shitty young master Xu?"

When Xu Jie heard this, he spread his hands and replied, "Young Master Chang, you have to find the master. You must ask Xie to come and drink with you. This hero Zhong, who is known as killing one sword, wants to ask Xie to come downstairs to accompany you to drink. Everyone in the audience heard it. This hero Zhong is not someone else, but a disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect of Huashan. He has long been famous in the capital, and there is no one in the capital to fight with one sword technique. Mr. Chang, please don't make trouble, be careful not to be able to take the opportunity to take the opportunity!"

The fat and big ears Changsheng looked around and saw someone nodding, pointing at Zhong Jiancheng and scolding: "Damn it, what kind of shit are you a bullshit swordsman? Come out and let me see your bullshit swordsmanship and come out!"

Seeing that Changsheng was indeed led to his disaster, Xu Jie laughed, but hurriedly endured it and said, "Hero Zhong shouldn't be rude to everyone in front of you. Why don't you say rudely to everyone? Isn't this the Flower Protection Messenger here?"

Chang Sheng heard the word "The Flower Guardian" and smiled, as if he was quite helpful. He pointed at Zhong Jiancheng and shouted: "You come out for me!"
Chapter completed!