Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 135 The Spark of Life

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After that, Zhao Kuo watched the strange figures enter the city to pass the customs, but he sat in front of the carriage and waited for a long time—no one came to search and question him, and no one allowed him to enter the city.It wasn't until the scoundrel who had just quarreled with him followed up and reported to the officers and soldiers next to him that he had collided with the gray carriage outside, which was lawless, the guard leader came over to chat with Zhao Kuo talk.

Under the heart-to-heart explanation of the distressed coachman, the black-faced rascal finally gave up his plan to blackmail people due to the situation. In the end, he could only put down his harsh words and headed into the city in desperation with his goods on his shoulders.

Almost as soon as the broker had just left, the officers and soldiers in charge of messengers also appeared at the gate of the city, bringing news.He bullied himself in front of Zhao Kuo and said, "Uncle Su is meeting guests at 'Yumantang' now, and it's inconvenient to come and greet him in person, so he sent a servant to lead the way."

After finishing speaking, the responsible messenger stepped aside, greeted the person behind him, and introduced him: "This is Mrs. Xiang, the number one Qin Ji in Yumantang. Everyday, many nobles rush to ask for it." 'Rushing to the crown and becoming a beauty'? Now that Mrs. Xiang came to greet her in person, the young master is really a great face!"

"Where is there..." Zhao Kuo replied politely, while not forgetting to look at the woman in front of him.I saw that she was well-proportioned and slender, with a thick bun on the top of her head, which seemed to be able to crush her narrow and tender body bones, even though she had been trying her best to straighten her back.She was framed in a blue gauze dress, dotted with yellow flowers during the period, and covered with a fresh green dress inside.The slightly opened eyebrows and eyes, without losing the spirit, and the confidence of raising hands and feet are the symbols of his identity.

The four words elegant and noble cannot fully describe her appearance.After all, Zhao Kuo has seen many so-called elegant people, and most of them are out of gold and jade, but most of them are rotten.However, this mature young man would not recklessly sarcastically face to face, even though he already knew that this was probably another story about an official daughter who fell into the world of mortals.

Mrs. Xiang saw that Zhao Kuo had lost her mind for a moment, so she bowed first to greet her, and then greeted her: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Su ordered my concubine to come and meet me...Excuse me, can you go on your way?"

After finishing talking, the coachman replied yes.Then he followed Mrs. Xiang's sedan chair into the city gate and went straight to Yumantang.

Although Cangzhou City is prosperous, it is not rich.Seeing that there is no bricks and stones on the ground, but it is still full of sand and dust, you can know a thing or two.The rutted footprints on the road are still clearly imprinted on the ground after an unknown period of time, deeply embedded in the ground as if they will never be erased.

When the passers-by saw the beautiful sedan chair passing by, they all stopped and watched, knowing that it was Mrs. Xiang's sedan chair.Seeing that this woman seemed to be very famous, Zhao Kuo couldn't help being even more curious about her story.With such a state of mind, disguised as a truck driver, he followed Mrs. Xiang to the gate of Yumantang.

At this time, Yumantang was crowded with people, and it was very lively.In such a scene of singing and dancing, pushing cups and changing lamps, no one would notice that the guard in front of the door was having a lively fight with a little man who looked like a beggar.It's just that Zhao Kuo noticed: the little beggar hugged the guard's thigh tightly, begging for something.

For this reason, after Mrs. Xiang stopped the car and got out of the car, he asked, "Mrs. Xiang, for such a young child, Yu Mantang can't even bear to give out leftovers?"

"Mr. Zhao misunderstood." Madam Xiang squinted at the little beggar, and then replied: "The beggar has come to harass him for several days, not because of worrying about his stomach, but because he wants to see Mr. Su's friend." , Tao Wuyong, old Tao. It is strange to say that this banquet is set up to welcome old Tao, and this beggar just happened to show up, who knows if others have plans?"

"It's just to meet someone, why do you have to turn him away?" Zhao Xiaomei followed suit.

Mrs. Xiang saw a little sister suddenly got out of the gray truck, and then five people came out one after another. She couldn't help being startled, but she quickly straightened her posture and replied with righteous words: "Zhao Young master, your 'truck' has hidden a lot of people? All in all, everyone has nothing to do with each other, so it's better not to meddle in other people's business."

As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Xiang turned around and entered the door of Yumantang, forcing Zhao Kuo and others who had just arrived to follow quickly.

Yumantang is full of literati and poets who come to drink and have fun. They enjoy the performance of singers and musicians on stage while drinking and composing poems for fun.Those who are willing to spend a lot of money will bring a famous actress to play for themselves alone.But in the past few days, Su Qing specially hosted a banquet, and all the drinks and food in it were counted on his account, so the number of people was larger than at any time before.

Mrs. Xiang led her all the way and brought Zhao Kuo and others to Su Qing.At this time, Su Qing was very drunk, holding the beautiful woman in her left hand and the fine wine in her right hand, sitting in the chic wing room and talking to the old man across the table.

"Father Tao, if I hadn't stayed in Cangzhou and waited for my friends to come, I'm afraid I would never see you in this life...Look at you, you're so old, hahaha..."

"Nonsense!" The gray-bearded old man wore a crown and a scarf, and his clothes were plain and tidy, but he still couldn't hide his wild personality and strength of character, "Your father, although I like to travel, I still go back to Cangzhou every year." Come on, it's obvious that you have forgotten your roots, I'm afraid you have already forgotten me, the old man! Woooooo..."

Before Tao Wuyong could complain, Mrs. Xiang went up to greet her and said, "Master Su, Mr. Zhao and the others are here..."

"Why is Su Qing here too?" The girl hiding behind Zhao Kuo said: "Listen to his drunken words... Could it be, brother, you made an agreement a long time ago?"

Su Qing opened her stupefied eyes, shook her head and looked in the direction of the person, and said, "Father Tao, look at that girl, doesn't she look very similar..."

"Eh..." Tao Wuyong looked at Zhao Xiaomei for a moment, and replied: "In my old, dim eyes, I feel that the girls are all similar in appearance. Do you like it?"

After hearing this, the little girl blushed, angrily scolded Zhao Kuo for not knowing what was going on, and then questioned Zhao Kuo, "I knew it was impossible for my brother to come to Cangzhou just to help Mr. Bai, hmph!"

Seeing his sister running outside so angrily, Zhao Kuo hastily rushed over and explained: "Young Master Su is from Cangzhou, so it's very common for him to be in Cangzhou, sister!"

Bai Feng, Murong Yan, A Juan and E Feiying stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do, they could only see the two drunkards in the wing room yelling crazy things, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, it was extremely funny.

Mrs. Xiang saw that Su Qing was too drunk, so she suggested that his friends come to meet again at another day, and then arranged a house for them to stay, and she left first.

(End of this chapter)