The scenery of Luobai Mountain is good. The government has built many pavilions and pavilions in the mountains for tourists to play. For hundreds of years, literati and poets have also left many good poems in it.

After lunch, Jiang Anyi and others went up the mountain to play along the road. The scenery of Luobai Mountain is very distinctive. The snow on the top of the mountain is like wearing a white hat. The mountainside is still lush and dripping, with mist and mist. The mountain wind occasionally blows away the clouds and mist, revealing the sharp corners of the pavilion, like a fairyland.

The road of the chasm is not wide, you can only walk with one carriage. If the two cars are opposite, you still need to leave an open space on the side of the chasm to get the car. The road of the chasm is built by the rich people who bought other courtyards in the mountains. Jiang Anyi glanced and saw that there were no less than twenty large and small courtyards that could be seen. They were located in the arms of Luobai Mountain, occupying most of the good scenery of this mountain.

After walking five or six miles, Guo Huaili was already out of breath. Shi Mingjian was old and felt struggling to go up the mountain. There was a veranda in front and everyone wanted to rest. Unexpectedly, when he approached, he found that the road to the veranda was blocked by a chest-high fence with copper locks hanging on it. Someone regarded the veranda as his own thing.

Through the gaps in the fence, you can see a house inside. The red bricks and green tiles are covered with green pines and cypresses, which are particularly eye-catching. There are sounds of dogs barking. Two men in black led the dog out of the house and said loudly: "This is the private residence of the Huang family. You can leave quickly to avoid harming the harmony."

Those who come to Luobai Mountain to soak in warm water are either noble or rich. These two men in black are quite polite.

Guo Huaili's feet were sore that he wanted to sit down and rest, and replied: "This veranda is not owned by the Huang family, why do you circle it inside? Open the fence and let's take a break and leave."

The man in black on the left became anxious and shouted: "Tashan County and the corridor have been sold to the Huang family. If you have any questions, go and leave quickly, don't alarm the nobles in the house."

Guo Huaili originally wanted to rely on the power of Jiang Anyi and Hua Sicheng to support the store, but when the man mentioned the Huang family, he felt a little moved. There was a Huang family among the top ten families in Dazheng. If this is really Huang, it would cause trouble for Xiao Jiang. Fatty Guo softened first and turned around and said, "Forget it, don't cause trouble, everyone, let's go."

The two men's arrogant laughter came from behind, which made everyone feel unhappy. Siyu and Jiang Anyong and his wife wanted to turn back and argue, but were drunk by Xinfei. They came in excitement and returned to their residence in disappointment.

Seeing that everyone was not in a high mood, Guo Huaili comforted everyone and said, "Old Guo will buy two houses tomorrow, and everyone can do whatever they want."

The next morning, a carriage pulled people who were interested in buying a house to see the house. Jiang Anyi and Hua Sicheng were inconvenient. Guo Huaili took Jiang Anyong and his wife to get on the car excitedly. After seeing the house, the carriage would send them to Yuqingtai to bid.

Jiang Anyi and Xinfei brought Qin Di, and they came to the top of the mountain. There was a pavilion here. There was snow on the top of the mountain, which was very cold, and few people came to play. Standing in the pavilion, looking around, there was a clean surroundings, clouds and mist under their feet, and pine waves on the top of the mountain, it was like being in Guanghan Palace.

Xinfei placed an incense burner on the stone table in the pavilion, burned the incense with her bare hands, and slowly twirled it to play the guqin. The sound of the piano was low and wide, and it was cold and long. It rose on the white clouds on the top of the mountain. The wind blew the skirt of Xinfei's body, like a fairy exiled dust.

Jiang Anyi looked at Xinfei with deep affection and listened to the moving sound of the piano. Xinfei raised her face, and the happiness and sweetness in her eyes flew on the top of the mountain with the sound of the piano. The sound of the flute rose leisurely, ethereal and ethereal, and with the sound of the piano, it danced like a phoenix, circling upwards, and countless dazzling spots of light dissipated like fireworks in the world, and between the white clouds and snow.

"Play well, play well", cheering drum

The applause rang out from the mountain road, which was particularly disgusting. Jiang Anyi stopped to the flute, and Xinfei's hand whipped the strings angrily, causing a sharp sound like iron.

Several people walked up the mountain road. The two young men in the lead spoke of gray furs and folding fans in their hands. The person who applauded was the tall man on the left. Behind the two young men were two scribes, black bearded and robe, elegant. Behind the scribe were two burly men dressed in martial arts. Behind the scribes was a gorgeously decorated car. The car was parked in the open space next to the pavilion, and several maids were gathered in a petite lady from the car. The servants in the back were carrying food boxes, holding wine jars, and carrying loads. It seemed that these people were preparing to drink and have fun in the pavilion.

Both young men were only young and old. The slightly thinner and shorter on the right saw Xin Fei sitting in the pavilion and blurted out: "Ice skin and jade skin, a stunning beauty, and a beautiful beauty."

Xinfei was wearing a snow-white fox fur, a light green embroidered jacket, a thin silk trousers in Yunyan, and a pink ribbon tied around her waist. She looked like a painting and graceful figure. When she heard the light voice, her willow eyebrows were covered with evil eyes, and her eyes looked cold and angry. In the eyes of the visitor, she felt more and more cold as ice and as bright as red plum.

The young master on the left thought he was slapped the folding fan in his palm and stared at Xinfei straight at him, but said to the young master on the side: "Brother Zuo, don't be abrupt and beautiful."

As he said that, he walked a few steps into the pavilion and bowed to the ground and said, "The young actor Huang Wenyang has seen a girl. Please forgive me if you are rude. Just now, listening to the girl's piano music is like the sound of nature. Listening to the sound and observing people, is the girl a fairy who comes to earth from all over the world?"

When the young master on the right saw that Huang Wenxiang had robbed him, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Xiaoke Wei Yinlun did not intend to be absurd girl, but just saw that the girl was as beautiful as a fairy and said nothing for a moment. Please forgive me for your sins."

The two young men sounded polite tone, but four eyes were swaying around Xinfei. The young lady walked up to the pavilion and saw her brother and Mr. Huang look anxious. She stomped her legs hatefully, snorted, and glared at Xinfei with anger.

Xinfei was furious and bent her fingers slightly, and she was about to teach these two people a lesson. Jiang Anyi stepped forward, pressed Xinfei's shoulder, and said lightly: "Forget it, let's go down the mountain."

The two young masters were not aware of their lives and death, so they were not willing to let Xinfei go down the mountain. They looked up at Jiang Anyi and saw that Jiang Anyi was wearing a scholar's robe, not gorgeous clothes, not old, and looked like a scholar. Scholars and juren were really nothing in the minds of these two people. Mr. Huang turned his eyes and smiled and said, "I'm lucky to meet each other. Why should I rush to leave? Have a few drinks with me and make friends. Maybe Huang can take care of you in the future."

The lady saw that although Jiang Anyi's skin was darker, she was tall and as tall as a pineapple. She felt an indescribable sense of heroism. She walked into the pavilion and said in a sweet voice: "Why don't you quickly start a charcoal fire and surround the curtains, so that the young masters can drink and enjoy the snow."

Xinfei smiled slightly, but she was not in a hurry to leave. She put her piano in her arms and sat by the pavilion to watch the show. A scholar understood the master's intentions and secretly signaled the white-faced martial artist to step forward and stand in front of Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi wanted to calm down the matter, but instead of going back, he came to the door. He had to be pressed to sit by the table with laughter and cry.

The dish was taken out of the food box, and it was still steaming. The wine was simmering on the charcoal fire outside the pavilion. Soon a strong fragrance came out, but it was golden jade liquid. Master Wei smiled proudly and said, "I wonder if you have the name of your honor, who is the one?"

"Xiao Ke's surname is Jiang, so he does some small business at home." Jiang Anyi replied casually.

Wei Yinlun was even more proud and said with a lip voice: "I came from a scholarly family, this Huang

The young master is even a child of aristocratic families. He sent him to Tashan to work in the palace. If you can drink with us at the same table, you will be able to brag about it in the future. I ask you, who is that woman you?"

Mr. Huang slapped the folding fan with his hand, smiled and looked at Jiang Anyi with a bright look. Jiang Anyi refused to be happy and said, "It's my wife."

The wine was warm and served to the table. The scholar next to Wei Yinlun smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang, it's better to bet on the lottery."

Mr. Huang smiled and said, "It's just my wish. I have a house in the mountains, so I'll take it out to make a lottery."

The lady was Wei Yinlun's girl. This trip was originally instructed by her father to strive for goodwill with Mr. Huang and make a good thing. When Mr. Huang heard that Mr. Huang wanted to gamble with the mountain temple, he hurriedly advised: "Mr. Huang, that house is your home. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to use it as a gambling lottery."

Wei Yinlun pulled the girl and asked her to sit beside her. She turned her head to the girl's ear and whispered: "Girl, why are we anxious? How could we lose? Even if we lose, that kid really couldn't take the sacred sect from Mr. Huang, and he didn't think about who the Huang family was."

Miss Wei gave her brother a blank look and looked at Jiang Anyi with a little sympathy. She knew in her heart that Mr. Huang and her brother were going to this person's wife. Jiang Anyi knew it well and was about to shake her head and refuse, but Xinfei, who was sitting next to the pavilion, said with a look of financial confusion: "Jiang Lang, don't miss such a good thing."

Jiang Anyi rolled her eyes secretly. Xinfei wanted to teach these people a lesson. When she heard Huang Wenxiang and Wei Yinlun were ecstatic, she urged Jiang Anyi, "Your wife has agreed, don't regret it. I see that your wife is playing the piano with a good hand, so she bets that she can play the piano at my house for one year. This bet will make you win a big victory."

After repeated pressure, it was unbearable. Jiang Anyi asked, "What are you betting on?"

Huang Wenxiang and Wei Yinlun looked at each other proudly and said in unison: "Gambling and drinking."

This was beyond Jiang Anyi's expectations. He thought it was a kind of elegant thing like gambling poems, but he didn't expect that these two were wine bags. Xinfei burst out laughing, which made Huang Wenxiang and Wei Yinlun stunned. If Miss Wei hadn't angrily hummed, their saliva would have dripped onto the table.

Xin Fei Niu Niuo stood up, came to the table with charming charm, and said softly: "Since you want to bet, you have to make a note, otherwise you will have no basis for speaking and regretting it at that time?"

Huang Wenxiang was stunned for a moment. He didn't think he was really betting. Besides, the house was owned by the family, not his private property. Wei Yinlun smiled and said, "Brother Huang, what are you afraid of? If you have any questions, I will take care of you."

Seeing Wei Yinlun winking, Huang Wenxiang woke up and laughed and said, "Get paper and pen."

After writing the bet, signing the signature, pressing the handprint, Xinfei smiled and said, "Since this bet is based on my bet, keep it in my place first."

Huang Wenxiang and others nodded in agreement.

When drinking, Jiang Anyi really didn't take the two of them seriously. After drinking five kilograms of gold and jade liquid, Jiang Anyi's face did not change. Looking at Huang Wenxiang and Wei Yinlun, both of them were a little shaken. When Miss Wei saw that the situation was wrong, she was obviously going to lose. She hurriedly said: "This kid is cheating. I saw him pouring the wine to the ground. You go and get the bet back."

Two warriors arrested Jiang Anyi and ran towards Xinfei. Huang Wenxiang said anxiously: "Don't hurt the beauty."

As soon as he finished speaking, two "光, 光" sounds, two big men soared into the air and landed on the snow outside the pavilion, and the people and the others were stunned. Huang Wenxiang and others were stunned. The two pieces of flesh turned into iron blocks. How should they end now?
Chapter completed!