Chapter 467: Smile away grudges

Cangzhou South, beside the main road.

There is such a Huaian Inn.

It is said that when the inn was selecting a site, they selected the best Feng Shui land. There happened to be a century-old locust tree standing in the middle. Everyone thought that the tree was old and it would be a pity to cut it down, but the project

There was no time to delay, so the boss and the craftsmen finally came up with the idea: It would be better to use the locust tree as the center, first define an "atrium", and then build a zigzag-shaped inn around this courtyard.

In this way, whether guests are staying, resting or eating, they can see the ancient locust trees towering into the sky and the dense shade on the ground in the atrium through the windows of the lobby or guest rooms, which is also an elegant experience.

In this way, the inn was successfully built, and its name was naturally decided as "Huai'an".

Today, this inn has indeed become a local scene, and its business has been good over the years.

However, recently, this inn, which has not been closed for at least more than ten years, and several shops around it, suddenly put up signs saying they would be "closed for a few days."

This is not the strangest thing...the strangest thing is: even though these shops have been closed down, there are still many people busy inside and outside these shops, and there are even people who are specially responsible for standing guard, and they are all new faces.

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There must be some good people nearby who want to inquire, what is going on?

Upon asking, I found out that it was said that a "big patron" had spent some money to book out the Huaian Inn and several small shops nearby, preparing to entertain a few "distinguished guests" here.

As for how many days the reservation will be reserved, it's hard to say. Anyway, they will leave when they have finished receiving people. Before that, every day counts, they have to pay the reservation fee at three times the store's normal business turnover.

Not only that, during the period they rented the restaurant, they also replaced all the people inside and outside the store, from chefs to busboys to security guards, with their own people. The original store didn't even have to pay for labor.

Everyone, after seeing this, many of you must have guessed that the "big patron" who can do things like this is undoubtedly the Murong family.

And they specially booked the inn next to the road, and even cleared out the surrounding shops. Who were they planning to "entertain"?

We are not trying to show off here. Their "distinguished guests" are none other than Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai...or to be more specific, this whole set of measures is aimed at Sun Yixie alone.

Let’s talk about the time when Murong was a “dragon crossing the river” and wanted to expand his family’s business to the south of the Yangtze River. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by Brother Sun in Hangzhou. Not only did he lose a lot of time and money, but the business was still not completed in the end.

, I could only go back to my hometown in despair.

As soon as he got home, he went to complain to his father Murong Shu and complained, saying that his overturn was really not due to lack of ability, but that Sun Yixie was to blame... How could that guy be so despicable, so cunning, and so successful?

Hypocrisy...it's basically the truth anyway, I made a lot of it.

Unexpectedly, after Murong Ji finished speaking, instead of receiving sympathy and forgiveness from his father, he was scolded.

Murong Shu told his son: Whether it's the world of martial arts or business... if you can't play well with others, whatever you say afterwards will be in vain; you lost to others once today, it doesn't really matter, but if you can't afford to lose, you will always do it.

Attributing all the reasons for your defeat to others, and always thinking about asking your father to help you solve problems and regain your position, wouldn't it be an embarrassment to our Murong family if you show off your little ability?

Your dad? There will always be someone to wipe your ass?

Murong Ji was taught a lesson and was left speechless.

On the surface, he accepted his father's teachings. After all, he also understood that what he said was reasonable, but in his heart, he still complained a little about his father, and at the same time, his hatred for Sun Yixie also increased.

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But this kind of hatred is not a deep hatred. In the blink of an eye, almost a year has passed since this incident, and Murong Ji has gradually forgotten that experience, but he did not expect... Hey! It was at this time that he received the message "Dong Xie"

News that "Xi Du" is heading to Cangzhou.

This is called enemies on a narrow road!

The Murong family has recently mobilized a large amount of manpower and material resources to Cangzhou in order to negotiate with the Ba Fist Sect in half a month. Moreover, this time the head of the family, Murong Shu, is personally in charge. He is a true "powerful dragon dares to suppress the local snake"

momentum.

So today's Cangzhou, even if it cannot be said to be the home court of the Murong Family, can still be considered half of the home court.

Murong Jixin said: If your surname is Sun, you brought it to my lips at this time, so you can't blame me for being rude.

Without further ado, let me first set up a Hongmen Banquet for you to "receive the wind". Just think that I learned from you what you did to me in Hangzhou, and I will do it to you again.

Ever since, there has been a drama in front of us of taking over the entire Huaian Inn and its surrounding area.

On the other side, Sun Yixie, Huang Donglai, the abbot, and the Niu brothers still had no idea about this.

After saying goodbye to Haicang Peak, a few of them bought a carriage and headed north along the official road.

They went quite smoothly along the way. In ten days, they were close to the boundary of Cangzhou, and the Huai'an Inn was indeed the place they must pass.

That evening, it rained.

The spring rain is continuous and the mist is fragrant.

The carriage that Sun Huang and others were riding in moved slowly along the somewhat muddy road.

When the outline of the inn faintly emerged in the distance, seven or eight people suddenly ran out of the fog in front of them.

These people were all wearing coir raincoats, and it was unclear whether they had weapons hidden under their clothes, but judging from their running posture and breath, they were all practitioners.

The drivers, Niu Youjin and Niu Yousilver, were both veterans. Seeing this, they immediately slowed down the carriage and were ready to jump up to meet the enemy at any time.

At the same time, the abbot in the car also noticed something strange outside. He was sitting still with his eyes closed, but he had already softly murmured: "Don't start a fight, otherwise you will definitely get killed."

Pour it into a soaked chicken."

It seems that he is more concerned about getting wet in the fight than "can he win" or "can he survive" in the face of a surprise attack?

Fortunately, things did not lead to a direct armed conflict...

The seven or eight people ran to the car and stopped. Immediately afterwards, the leader of them clasped his fists at the Niu brothers who were driving the horses, and said loudly: "You two, please stay. I dare to ask this question."

Those in the car are the abbot Fang Daxia, Sun Yixie Sun Shaoxia, and Huang Donglai Huang Shaoxia?"

At this time, although it was raining heavily, the sound of the rain was relatively soft. Therefore, when the person raised his voice and asked this question, even people with no ear skills could hear him clearly in and outside the car.

"This is Huang Donglai." After a breath, before the Niu brothers could speak, Huang Donglai had already lifted the curtain of the small window on one side of the carriage, revealed his face, and said to the person outside, "I wonder if any of our brothers are looking for us.

What's the point of doing it?"

The reason why Brother Huang answered so simply here is that firstly, he saw that the other party's wording was quite polite, so he probably didn't come here to kill people; secondly, because... even if the other party came to kill people, they

I am not afraid even if the abbot is by my side.

"Young Master Huang, you're welcome. I'm just here to convey a message for the master..." The man opposite was very low-key and didn't even dare to call him "brother". "My master has booked the inn in front of me."

I would like to help you all, and I wonder if there are any of you who would be willing to pay me a favor and go and talk to my master."

"Oh?" At this moment, Sun Yixie's face suddenly stuck out of the small window, pushing away Huang Donglai's face, and asked the person outside, "Is your master a boy or girl?"

"Uh..." This question was unexpected by the other party, "...a man." After hesitating for two seconds, he could only answer truthfully.

"Hmph..." When Sun Yixie heard the answer, he immediately snorted coldly, sat back down, and opened his mouth to make a judgment, "The Hongmen Banquet is either rape or robbery."

Huang Donglai glanced at him sideways: "Eh? Brother Sun, if the other party is a woman, can you be sure it's not Hongmen Banquet?"

"No." Sun Yixie replied confidently, "But the other party is a woman, so at least I'm not afraid of being raped, right?"

"Okay...just pretend I didn't ask." Huang Donglai laughed dryly and turned his eyes back.

At this time, the expressions on the faces of those running errands and messengers had changed, and they wondered if they had recognized the wrong person - how could these two look like young heroes?

"Okay then, we'll just go with you." Huang Donglai said immediately.

He also wants to show off. Since they have booked the inn and are waiting for us, can we still refuse? Besides, we originally planned to stay at the inn in front, so don’t toast and eat as fine. First

Let’s go and see how they hold the Hongmen Banquet.

"Uh...Okay, please." The people who sent the message got a positive reply and divided into two groups. One of them ran back to the inn to report back, while the other people scattered around the carriage.

He followed them at a trot, as if he was afraid that they would suddenly speed up and escape.

At this time, the abbot in the chariot spoke again: "I said you two...is there something wrong with you two? Generally speaking, when we are traveling in the world, when we hear someone waiting to help us, we immediately think of the possibility that there is something wrong.

My old friend is going to host me, but why did you two think it was the Hongmen Banquet as soon as you opened your mouth?"

"Harm~" Sun Yixie pouted, "Brother Huang has many enemies."

"Mao!" Huang Donglai raised his voice by an octave, "You're the only one who has the nerve to criticize me?"

"Okay, okay, I also have a few enemies, okay?" Sun Yixia responded with a rather shameless expression and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry about a few, just four." Huang Donglai said, raising his hand and counting with his fingers, "Male, female, old, young."

"Then you are also four." Sun Yixie immediately choked back, "Human, ghost, demon, demon."

"Okay, don't be poor, you two. I already understand." The abbot has listened to a lot of cross talk between these two in the past few days, and quickly interrupted, "I estimate now... I am a 'bodyguard' this time.

After my errand is over, I will become your enemy."

While they were chatting, the carriage approached the inn.

How the people of the Murong family helped them lead their horses and hold their umbrellas will not be described here.

To make a long story short, three minutes later, the five of them stepped into the door of Huaian Inn.

At this time, the lights were brightly lit in the lobby of the inn, and the banquet had been prepared. Not far from the gate, a large number of people were standing waiting, ranging from the master of the Murong family, retainers, to the attendants responsible for serving.

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After Shuang Xie and others entered the door, the first person who came to greet them was not Murong Ji, but Murong Shu.

"I, Murong Shu, have met Daxia Fang." The first person Murong Shu went to ask for a gift was not Shuanghe, but the abbot.
To be continued...