Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 27 Sophistication
This dinner is for all the friends who support boxing.

Everyone gathered together and sat around the tables.

Serve tea and cakes, and bring soup to the pot.

The helpers and servants walked through the corridor and chanted the order of serving dishes. They put all the dishes and drinks on the wooden gui with smiles on their faces and invited the guests to sit down and drink.

In this world, the host's family treats guests with respect for the right and inferior to the left. For example, a person who is demoted from an official position will be called a leftist.

Zhao Rong's seat is second to the right.

As Long Changxu's cousin and someone who went south to help with boxing, Long Ping was supposed to sit with the chief escort chief and serve as half of the master's family, but when she saw a certain young man, she sat next to him with a smile.

He said that he wanted to introduce his friends to him, which was not rude at all.

Seated at the Eight Immortals Table, there are eight people at each table.

Except for Long Ping and Lu Gui, three of the other five people met Zhao Rong at the city gate and greeted each other, while the other two were strangers.

Looking across the hall, there are fourteen tables in total.

There were many people at the table outside in the courtyard, plus many helpers who were not at the table, totaling about 1,890 people.

There were no strict rules before the banquet. Long Changxu stood up and made a toast to invite everyone to have a banquet. The guests and friends cheered and started eating and drinking. If they had anything to do, they would discuss it after they were full.

Cups were passed around, cups were moved around, and the sounds of laughter and glasses clinking came one after another.

It was like hosting a wedding banquet, not like facing a formidable enemy.

"Brother Rong, let me toast you."

Zhao Rong was thinking about it when Long Ping on the side had already picked up the cup, which made him slightly stunned.

Lu Gui sneered: "Master Long, you shouldn't persuade children to drink."

Zhao Rong rolled his eyes at him, clinked glasses with Long Ping, and downed the drink in one gulp.

Several martial arts people at the table looked at this scene. They already knew Long Ping's identity, and they felt a little strange.

The order of toasts was reversed.

At this time, a person sitting near the south smiled.

This man is in his thirties, looks gentle, has an elegant face, and wears a bronze and iron feather fan at his waist.

"Master Dragon Hall, you haven't introduced this little brother to me yet."

He spoke to the woman with a Yongzhou accent who was sitting in the north and said, "Brother Zhao Rong and Zhao, we met outside the city gate today. I heard that he is the capable bodyguard of Mr. Lu."

"This is surprising," another man with a beard that Zhao Rong had never seen put down his wine bowl, "Xing thought he was Mr. Long's nephew, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a capable man."

The bearded man was the first to speak: "I am Lingling Xingdao Temple in Yongzhou."

Long Ping guessed that Zhao Rong didn't know this person, and immediately said, "Brother Rong, this Brother Xing is a great person."

"His ancestor was a prefect general, and his ancestors passed down the Sixteenth Route Pear Blossom Mountain Axe, which is very powerful and has a great reputation in the Lingling area."

Even though he didn't know him, Zhao Rong was instantly in awe.

"Long admire!"

"Brother Xing's reputation is as loud as thunder, drink this cup to the full!"

Zhao Rong raised his glass to toast, Xing Daosi smiled heartily, Lu Gui stood up and added more wine, and the two of them clinked their glasses and drank them all.

"After drinking this glass of wine, Brother Zhao is Xing's friend."

"If you are in Lingling area, please tell me my name!"

Zhao Rong cupped his fists towards him, and Long Ping introduced the gentle man. His name was Gongsun Shenchen, a native of Baishui, Yongzhou. In the horse racing business, Long Changxu was able to get yellow geldings, and Gongsun Shenchen also helped.

When Gongsun Shen went to Jianghuai, he asked for Long Changxu's bodyguard, and Long Changxu bought horses from him, and the two visits deepened their friendship.

This person has mastered the Iron Fan Kung Fu and has the martial arts skills of the Kongtong School.

He wanted to expand his business to Jiujiang and Linjiang. It happened that Long Changxu was a local snake. Hearing that Changrui Escort Agency was in trouble this time, he was naturally willing to sell his favor.

Long Ping, Gongsun Shenchen, and Zhao Rong had another drink, and they all looked familiar to each other.

The remaining few are Ning Yuan and his wife, Shang Jinquan, who is thin and wearing black attire, with a scar on his face and a scimitar wrapped around his waist.

None of these five are fools.

They saw clearly Long Ping's attitude towards Zhao Rong, so they did not regard him as an ordinary teenager. They spoke to him as if he were of the same generation as them. They were also secretly aware that there was such a person in Changrui Escort Agency.

After everyone had a drink together, we got down to business.

With Long Ping and Lu Gui socializing, Zhao Rong enjoyed his leisure time, ate more and talked less, and understood the essence of feasting.

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Most of the discussions were related to Sanhemen, Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, and Benlei Villa, but few mentioned the incident of missing escorts in Poyang Lake.

If Long Ping hadn't mentioned it, the other five people, except Xing Daosi, would not have tried to talk to the higher-ups. They only talked about how skilled the Sanhemen gang was, and how they would be embarrassed if they came to their door in two days.

Although they share the same hatred for the escort robbers, the logic seems to be that "if the three gates are settled, the gangsters will be deterred."

Zhao Rong's eyes swept across the hall inadvertently.

While drinking and drinking, it was more about human feelings and sophistication.

It seems
Long Changxu really wanted to use his momentum and reputation to overwhelm others, but he didn't want to kill him.

Some fellow martial arts practitioners who assisted in the boxing seemed to have realized it, and they understood each other tacitly.

Shit. Who says that people in the martial arts world are big and strong and simple-minded?

There are so many talented people here.

Some of the escorts in the escort agency hated the gangsters because some of their friends and relatives were killed. Zhao Rong initially communicated with them and had preconceived ideas.

Only now did I understand what Long Changxu meant.

No wonder so many martial arts people are able to sacrifice their lives by being the chief bodyguard. It turns out that these people are not here to fight for their lives.

He felt uneasy, and when he took a closer look, he found that no disciples from Hengshan were present tonight.

Could it be that those Hengshan disciples died in vain?

Most of the chickens and ducks were eaten, and only soup was left in the iron pot where the goose was stewed. I tasted all the spicy, sour, salty and sweet dishes.

Long Changxu came down from the main table, walked up to the four or five tables in the front row, and stood in the hall to invite guests and friends to have a drink. Everyone responded, and the atmosphere in the entire hall was definitely in place.

Zhao Rong held the wine glass and toasted with everyone from standing to sitting down.

The chief escort was tall, but well-groomed, wearing a hemp-colored robe, with a kind face and a neatly trimmed beard, which made him look quite Confucian.

It is not the same painting style as Zhao Rong imagined, with a strong back and a strong back.

While toasting everyone, Long Changxu saw Zhao Rong, smiled and nodded to him.

The hall gradually became quiet, and they were ready to listen to the speech of the chief escort officer. Zhao Rong guessed that it was probably about thanking you for your help and defeating the Sanhemen.

Under the moonlit night, everyone in the courtyard also turned their attention from the cups and plates to the head escort shrouded in lights.

The atmosphere of the dinner was lively and everyone was very drunk.

Long Changxu cleared his throat, flicked his sleeves, and was about to make a speech.
Just in time!

"Click, rub, rub~!!"

"Click, rub, rub~!!"

A sudden sound suddenly sounded!

The sound of shattering bricks and footsteps intersected rapidly!
Zhao Rong's eyes narrowed and he immediately raised his head. All the martial arts people around him stood up and stared above their heads.

Long Changxu's expression suddenly changed!
"Who's up there!" he yelled.

"Boom~~!"

What responded to him was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, fell down at the same time, hitting the Eight Immortals table in the courtyard. All the soup pots and wine cups were overturned, and there was chaos.

"It's Zhang Mazi and Li Si!"

"I'm out of breath!"

The two men in hand-dressed clothes rolled their eyes and stared in the direction of Long Changxu. They were the gatekeepers of the escort agency tonight and were killed silently.

Long Changxu was furious and rushed out of the hall, followed by fellow martial artists around him.

Smashed the escort agency's table and slapped everyone in the face.

"Hahaha!"

On the left and right courtyard walls, there is a man in black standing on each side. They are wearing night clothes, only revealing a pair of stern eyes.

"I thought some great person was here, but it turned out to be a bunch of cats and dogs."

"Didn't Dragon Head have a more powerful friend?"

As soon as the cannon on this map was fired, everyone changed their colors.

"court death!!"

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(End of this chapter)