The fist was blowing, and the sand and dust on the ground were raised, hitting Wei Youcheng's face under the eaves, causing pain. Wei Youcheng's face was pale, not afraid, but the dream of a master was shattered. The guards at home turned out to give in and make fun of him.

Cheng Xiquan's cheeks were red with excitement, and his fingertips were trembling slightly. After the guards knocked down Jiang Anyi, they must step forward and step on his face and knocked off his limbs with a stick. This feeling was like strangling the disobedient girl with his own hands, which was extremely exciting.

The girls were timidly avoiding behind the pillar, poking out half of their heads to look, and screaming in their mouths kept screaming. They were not worried about anyone, but they were used to being present at any time and anywhere. Yu Qingle knew that the guards of the Cheng family were all masters. Although his father said that An Yi could also be martial arts, he was confused. While watching the field nervously, he silently chanted the blessing of the gods in his heart.

Zhang Zhenyuan and Liu Pingshi fought against Jiang Anyi, and the more they fought, the more they became more and more shocked. When did such young masters appear in the world? Could it be that they were from the Dragon Guard? Both of them knew that there were many unknown masters in the Dragon Guard, and many old monsters lived in the Dragon Guard as worshippers. It would be possible that if they were the disciples of whom they taught. The two had been together for many years, and they looked at each other when they were wrong. They saw concerns in each other's eyes, offending the Dragon Guard and causing trouble for the sect, and the consequences were unimaginable. They felt timid in their hearts, and their fists and legs were only six points of strength.

Jiang Anyi found that the fist style of the two was not as strong as the first time, and he could not think too much. The enemy retreated and we advanced. He sensed the weak breath, and his fists followed him like shadows, forcing Zhang and Liu to retreat step by step. Although Cheng Xiquan was a playboy, his eyesight was not bad. Why did he lose? The two of them did not work hard. Cheng Xiquan shouted: "Two, the Duke's Mansion did not invite two of them to come, but they were not a storefront."

Anger flashed in Zhang Zhenyuan's eyes. The young Duke regarded him as thugs and urged him to work hard. Liu Pingshi roared angrily, let go of his hands and legs, and his fist power was strong and attacking Jiang Anyi. Zhang Zhenyuan sighed inwardly, let's talk about it first, turn his body, turn to Jiang Anyi's side, and attack him.

Jiang Anyi was in a high spirit of fighting and suddenly retreated. Zhang Zhen was attacking from the far side, losing Jiang Anyi's figure, and had to stop the move. However, he had just stopped his energy. Jiang Anyi flashed like lightning, and he ran into Liu Pingshi's fists without showing any weakness. Jiang Anyi's fists were full of force, and the fists were fierce, holding the force of collapsed mountains and gravels. Liu Pingshi shook his edge, and the four fists hit one place, and the fists were everywhere.

The brave ones win when they meet on a narrow road, and the ones with the strong collision force of four fists win. No matter how Liu Pingshi doesn't believe it, he was still shocked by Jiang Anyi's fists, and his chest and abdomen surging. He stood still, took several steps back, and then he pressed his back against the wall to stabilize his body shape and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

For many years, the relationship between brothers and brothers is deeper than that of real brothers. Zhang Zhenyuan was shocked and did not bother to attack Jiang Anyi. He flashed to Liu Pingshi, stroked his back with his palm, and asked, "Did you have a serious injury? Do you want me to help you get rid of blood stasis?"

Liu Pingshi shook his head and said, "It's not serious that it's not intrusive." His eyes turned to Jiang Anyi not far away, and saw the young man's clothes fluttering, his spirit was full, as if he were the ones among gods. If those women who watched the fun were not afraid of Cheng Xiquan's viciousness, they would have already screamed and cheered for the top scholar.

"This guy's fist is strong and not under the head, you and I are not as good as him." Hearing Liu Pingshi's words, Zhang Zhenyuan's eyes dimmed. Cheng Xi's roar sounded coldly in his ears: "Don't you people in the martial arts world pay attention to bleeding from the knife? What are you afraid of when you shake out some blood? I'm also bleeding. Wouldn't you still be energetic?"

After being stimulated by Cheng Xiquan's words, Liu Pingshi choked out a mouthful of blood. Zhang Zhenyuan hurriedly stroked his junior brother's back. When Liu Pingshi's face calmed down, Zhang Zhenyuan held back his anger and said to Cheng Xiquan: "Young Master, we are not our opponents, and we can only fight to the death if we go up."

"Don't you try your best, do you still have to fight for me? Do you don't understand the principle of taking money and eliminating disasters?" Cheng Xiquan was furious, feeling deeply lost his face, and cursed without hesitation.

Wei Youcheng couldn't stand it anymore and advised him: "Brother Cheng, forget it. A misunderstanding, don't be dead. Just take a closer look at the porcelain bottle of perfume and you will know who the boss is behind you."

Cheng Xiquan was stunned and took a bottle of intact perfume from Wei Youcheng. He didn't notice it just now. At this time, he was as moist as jade and had a clear and elegant color. Cheng Xiquan naturally knew that this porcelain was not burned from ordinary kilns among the people.

After rubbing his hands for a moment, Cheng Xiquan suddenly remembered that there were several tanks of high-quality moon fragrance in his home. The porcelain jar that holds wine was like this sky blue. The bright moon fragrance is the Wang family's industry. The porcelain jar used for blooming comes from the porcelain kiln in the hands of the goddess. The owner behind the perfume was about to come out, and Cheng Xiquan was shocked and sweated coldly.

Cheng Xiquan laughed out loud, saying heroically: "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Since the two are not the opponents of Mr. Jiang, Cheng admits his defeat, I will pay for the money."

Jiang Anyi asked the shopkeeper Yuan to count the number and smash the perfume 125 bottles. The store furnishings were discounted for 750 taels, totaling 7,000 taels of silver. If Cheng Xiquan was really a rich man, the silver notes he carried with him were no less than 10,000 taels. Counting 7,000 taels and handed them to Jiang Anyi. Cheng Xiquan narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Anyi fiercely, and said coldly: "Little brother, take it firmly."

The storm passed away, and the people watching the fun were chewing the aftertaste. It seemed that this perfume shop had a big origin. Even Duke Cheng Shao of Duke Wen's mansion had saved his face and obediently paid for the money. Many people originally thought that the perfume shop's prosperous business has now quietly given up their thoughts.

Xiuzhenfang is located in the northwest corner of Yongchang imperial capital, only two streets away from the palace, and is a quiet place to enjoy the hustle and bustle. The entire Xiuzhenfang is paved with green bricks and is extremely clean. There are six carriages side by side on the wide street. Willows are planted on one side of the street. Next to the willow trees are stone-built ditches. You can see swimming fish in the clear water. In June, every time you walk along the canal, there are lotus flowers standing tall, causing dragonflies to stand at the tip.

There were no shops along the street, all the rich families, with high stairs, stone lions, pixiu, or halberds on the left and right sides. The weather was so strict. There were soldiers with guns and knives patrolling each other on the street from time to time. There were no idle people on the entire street. This was the famous Gonghoufang of the Dazheng State.

The Mansion of Wen Guogong is located on the East Street of Xiuzhenfang, covering an area of ​​more than 100 acres. The saying that every inch of land is worthless on the king and prince. The carriage stopped in front of the mansion, and Cheng Xiquan jumped off the carriage and walked up the steps. Regardless of Zhang and Liu behind him, they did not answer the woman in the car.

Several servants in front of the door rushed forward to welcome him. One of them blocked Cheng Xiquan's path. Cheng Xiquan said in two words and raised his leg and kicked him. The boy was unstable and rolled all the way from the steps. His nose was broken, and blood dripped on the white marble steps, dazzling red.

The palace of Duke Wen is deep in the courtyard, with a long corridor that is like a belt, and is winding. The pavilions and towers are either facing the water or against the mountains. The curved land is in secluded places, with different interests. There are flowing waters between the mountains, rocks, grass and forests. When you see arch bridges flying in the frame, the eaves are exposed. Walk straight into the third courtyard, facing five majestic and majestic main houses, red corridor columns, red sandalwood doors and windows, carefully carved with patterns of flowers, plants, birds and beasts. Under the middle eaves, the large plaque of nanmu and Yuhua Hall.

The entire lobby is magnificent and decorated in a gorgeous way. In the middle of the house is incense table, and incense burners about feet high above the red sandalwood table are swaying smoke. There are two nanmu chairs next to the table, eight black wooden ring chairs on both sides, flowers are placed in the corner, and clusters of blooming lilies are fragrant.

Cheng Xiquan stepped into the house and saw the flower energy, so he didn't hit him. He walked up and knocked the lily with a folding fan in his hand. He still felt unsatisfied and raised his foot and kicked the flower fish hard. The flower fish fell down and the flower pot was smashed. He was so scared that the girl who came to deliver tea stood by the door with her breath, for fear of harming herself.

The housekeeper Cheng Yougui walked in and signaled the girl to put down the tea, pack up the pieces and go out. Cheng Xiquan threw the fan on the table, holding the tea in his hand, thinking about his worries with a gloomy face. He has been smooth sailing since he became sensible, and even if he suffers a loss, he will soon win back. This time he lost face in the perfume shop, and he may not be able to come back. Thinking of Jiang Anyi, Cheng Xiquan was so angry that he pretended to be arrogant and unruly to me. I can't help but take it. I can't take it with you, a member of the Ministry of Rites, but I'm not a snail with three hands. I'm sure I'll take it.

Cheng Yougui stood beside him without making a sound. Seeing that the young master's face was unstable, he knew that he must have hit a nail. It seemed that the other party was not small this time, otherwise his face would not look so ugly.

"It's expensive, where is my dad?"

"Go back to the young master, the prince is meditating and practicing elixir in the alchemy room."

Cheng Xiquan sneered, and the older he was, the more afraid of death. Three years ago, my father heard a few Taoist priests from You Fang say that he could refine the "Nine-Turn Immortal Pills". He could regain his old age and live forever. After the trial of the Wen Kingdom, Cheng Puyang, Duke of Wen, was able to obey the three girls at night, immediately convinced him and invested a lot of financial resources to refine the elixirs. From then on, he ignored the serious business and became addicted to it.

"Go and call Mr. Xu. It seems that Mr. Zhang is here or not. If you are there, please come together."

Cheng Yougui agreed and turned to the bookstore. He invited many Qing guests in the mansion. Mr. Xu, Mr. Zhang and Duke Shao were the most said. As a servant of the Cheng family, he has followed Duke Wen's father since his grandfather's generation. The current Duke Wen's mansion is in chaos, which makes this loyal servant secretly worry. The master is addicted to alchemy, and Duke Shao causes trouble all day long. Once the master returns to heaven, Duke Wen's mansion will be destined to be ruined.

The bookstore is on the west side, with a separate courtyard. There is a small hill in the courtyard, with peach trees planted in the mountains. There is a five-story library on the top of the mountain, which collects many lonely books and rare ancient books. It is the favorite place for Qing guests in the mansion. Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhang are mostly among them.

Thinking of these two gentlemen, Cheng Yougui frowned secretly. The Duke of Shaoguo said that these two resourceful and capable of being called national sages, and in Cheng Yougui's eyes, they were just sinister villains. The concubines that the Duke of Shaoguo snatched were not the magic tricks made by these two, forcing their families to perish, and finally they had no choice but to throw them into the mansion. If these two scholars were really talented and virtuous, how could they act so vicious and despicable?
Chapter completed!