Lord of the Desert

Chapter 230
The wind passed by outside the tent, disturbing the curtains from time to time.

Chi Xinchi and Chi Xinmu were by the case as companions, after a few cups of hot tea, they felt a fire burning under their buttocks, making it even more difficult to sit still.

But Hong Fan and Shi Yuanwei were just chatting and laughing casually, they were not indifferent.

A few plates of snacks were quickly eaten.

"almost."

Hong Fan clapped his hands and smiled.

"Go to Keping to see?"

he asked.

"it is good!"

Before Chi Xinchi could reply, his cousin had already answered, jumping up like a rabbit.

A group of five people went out of the tent, and took two stewards from the caravan, and went to the town together.

In Ke Ping'an's courtyard, the air was extremely scorching.

The Meng family has always been unscrupulous in Liangzhou and has a great temper.

But at this moment, more than a dozen guys from the caravan were lying on the ground.

The four leading Guan Tongjing were all injured, grinning their teeth and daring not to get up again.

In the main hall, eight red ribbons sit on big horses and golden swords, drinking tea in the shade.

The innkeeper and the waiter were by the side, intending to persuade them to make peace, but they didn't even have the courage to speak out.

The sun was scorching, and exposure to the sun was like torture.

Just when the members of the Meng family couldn't hold on anymore, seven people strolled outside the courtyard.

At this time, Master Lu Yun, who had been silent since entering the door, spoke.

"Here comes the master."

He raised his chin and pointed to Hong Fan who was admitted to the hospital.

"If you have anything to say, you can break up with him now."

However, when this time really came, the Meng family's children, who were beaten up by the eight Tiqi and filled with grievances, had nothing to say.

They all recognized the Chi brothers and Chi Yiyue who followed behind Hong Fan.

It is not difficult to guess what happened so far.

"My sire, Meng Zhiyong."

The leader of the Meng family held his chest, leaned his back against the wheel and straightened his back, his tone was a bit incredulous.

"Are you working for Jin Haichi's family?"

He has a peak cultivation and has always been confident when he goes out, but just now he fought against Yan Yulin, the youngest of the eight, and he didn't even make two moves. How can he have any arrogance at this time?
"It seems that you also know right from wrong."

Hong Fan replied, walked into the lobby, and sat down on the bench in the middle.

"It's not a big deal. It's normal for young people to be angry when they go out in hot weather."

"Just bullying other people's little girls, it's embarrassing."

"You guys apologize, give up the place, and let this matter go."

He persuaded with a smile.

After hearing this, the Meng family leader remained silent, but the youngest boy next to him couldn't hold back his temper anymore.

"Do you know which one you moved?!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

After half a breath, Shi Yuanwei, who was leaning against the courtyard wall with his arms folded, was the first to lose his grip and let out a chuckle.

And there seemed to be a chain reaction in the backyard. The Tiqi all laughed, and even Hong Fan couldn't help but bow his head and smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing this, the Meng family's young man's face flushed instantly, his blood was aroused, and he almost fainted.

"I know which family you are, and I can still recognize the Meng characters hanging on the flagpole."

Hong Fan suppressed his smile and explained seriously.

"The Meng family in Huaiye, one family and three talents, who in Liangzhou doesn't know?"

"But we are Tiqi from the Martial Arts Institute, ordinary innate masters can't frighten us."

He replied sincerely.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are ordinary and extraordinary inborns?"

The young man raised his eyebrows.

"Naturally there is."

The interface is Shi Yuanwei.

"Do you recognize this cloud-patterned silk robe?"

He straightened up, his eyes were frozen, like a spear piercing straight.

"In our eyes, there is only one kind of extraordinary talent, and that is the one who dares to be listed on the evil list."

"Those three in your family, dare?"

This sentence was said lightly, without any strong emotion.

But in the ears of the Meng family boy, these words had a special meaning - as if he was confronting some kind of indescribable behemoth.

He felt inexplicable fear.

"Our family's lord is the prince, and he is the general who serves the country with six hundred stones..."

The young man clenched his fists and raised his voice, but his teeth were chattering.

These words instantly cheered Lu Yunshi up.

"General Fengguo?"

He raised his voice and blew on the tea soup, pretending to be surprised.

"Who isn't?"

Master Lu Yun sipped the tea loudly and let out a sizzling sound.

"I'm going to succeed the general of Zhen Guo, and I'm only four hundred stones taller than your family's master."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Xuesong.

The latter also spoke leisurely.

"My family is close. My father is the general of the auxiliary country, so he is only two hundred stones taller than your family's monarch."

Then, Lu and Yuan looked at Yan Yulin at the same time.

The latter didn't want to speak at first, but was looked at by the expectant eyes of the two colleagues, so he had no choice but to answer.

"The Yan family in Xijing, the ancestors were granted the title of Marquis of Ruyin because of their meritorious service."

After hearing this, Lu and Yuan breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

The Meng family boy finally died down.

"Several, do you have anything else to say?"

Hong Fan asked again.

Everyone looked at Meng Zhiyong.

"Nothing to say."

He had to speak.

"This is an apology to several people."

Several members of the Meng family struggled to get up, and bowed deeply to the hall.

Hong Fan shook his head, and pointed at Chi Xinchi and the others.

The Meng family was upset, so they had to follow suit—the situation was stronger than others, and now Meng Zhiyong didn't even dare to ask the names of Hong Fan and others, for fear of intensifying the situation.

After a ceremony, it was Chi Xinmu's turn to blushed.

"Hmph, it's not just an apology, the room has to be given up too!"

he said loudly.

"It's natural."

Meng Zhiyong glanced at him and replied stiffly.

"Hurry up and pack your things, let's camp outside the town."

Seeing that the conflict was over, the shopkeeper hurried to the hall, wanting to refund the room fee quickly, but was stopped.

"Shopkeeper, there is no need to refund the room fee, I have the right to apologize to Chi's family."

After Meng Zhiyong finished speaking, he picked up the saber scattered on the ground, stopped talking, and loaded the car himself.

Not long after, the Meng family packed up their things and went out in line.

Chi Xinmu rushed back to the outside of the town in three steps at a time, to call her team back.

On the contrary, Chi Xinchi became more and more worried.

Hong Fan saw it in his eyes and knew it clearly.

For the Meng family, he can handle it so casually because he has three levels of confidence.

The first is the identity of the Tiqi, and the reason why one's own side occupies it.

The second is that although his personal reputation in Xijing is not obvious, he already has several contacts and is quite powerful.

The third level is that the Hong family has two martial arts seeds of him and Hong Sheng in the present, and it is almost inevitable to break into the innate within a few years.

In this way, offending a caravan of the Meng family is nothing more than a trivial matter.

However, the Chi family is already weak, even the most talented Chi Xinchi of this generation is only mediocre, and it seems that no one can break into the talent within ten years.

If the poles are not hard, it is naturally bumpy everywhere; if you lack confidence, it is inevitable to look forward and backward.

So, Hong Fan got up and walked out of the gate of Keping'an Courtyard quickly.

"Brother Meng stops."

He opened his mouth to call Meng Zhiyong.

Dozens of members of the Meng family looked back.

Hong Fan's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and he cupped his hands away.

"Today I have a lot of karma, but I haven't given my name to Brother Meng yet."

"Your Majesty Hong Fan, I'm the Chishou Tiqi of Liangzhou; if you don't understand, you can come to Xijing Martial Arts Academy to look for me, and I'm waiting for you at any time!"

Meng Zhiyong didn't reply, but hurriedly handed him back and wanted to leave.

After walking a few steps, he heard two voices chasing after him.

"My brother Hong Fan is not the only one who is waiting for you. The young master is Master Lu Yun from the Lu clan of Xijing. Don't forget!"

"Flash, Shi Yuanwei..."

This time the Meng family just quickened their pace and never looked back.

PS:

The Dahua title system was modified by the author himself.

In the Ming Dynasty, the fifth rank of nobles was used to seal the relatives of meritorious officials. In June of the third year of Hongwu, an edict was issued: "Designation of the fifth rank lord...Jue Zheng is the first-rank duke and county duke. From the uncle of Sanpin County, from the son of Sipin County, from the man of Wupin County."

After the leather viscount and baron, only the three titles of Duke, Marquis and Bo are reserved.

Because the titles of meritorious officials in the Ming Dynasty were all high-ranked, it was not convenient to use them, so I shifted and mixed the titles of the imperial clan (General Zhen Guo and the like).

(End of this chapter)