The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

127 Chapter 1 - I'll be the one
In the martial arts festival, outside Tianxia Building, Storytelling Pavilion is overcrowded.

On the high platform, there were desks and chairs, and a pot of tea was brewed. A storyteller with a gray beard shook a pleated fan, and told about the grand event of martial arts: "But I saw that young man in red moved a soft couch and sat in the ring. On top of that, holding a jug of wine, I started to eat and drink, so leisurely."

Those who listened to the book were all the dignitaries in the capital, and they all burst into laughter, and some people laughed and said: "This person wants to die."

The storyteller waved his fan: "No!" The audience roared, and the old gentleman calmly said, "This is a strange thing. Success or failure is judged by martial arts. Regardless of life or death, the young man in red took a rest while tasting wine, and after ten rounds of competitions, he was unscathed and won consecutive victories, even Miss Shanshui, the first disciple of Yinyue Pavilion, was defeated by this person."

Someone sighed repeatedly: "What a strange thing!" Then asked, "What's going on here?"

"Listen to me speaking slowly." The storyteller poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and waved his fan, "The young man in red is actually a wonderful man, drunk and lying on the soft couch, and he summoned the challenger Before, whisper a few words, then."

"Then what happened?" The listeners pricked up their ears, their spirits lifted.

The storyteller was also full of enthusiasm, and his voice was octave high: "All the people who challenged the battle stopped, retreated, and there was no omission. The young man in red didn't make a single move, and he won everything." As soon as he closed the fan, Mr. laughed, "As for the red man No one knows what Brother Yi said exactly."

Many listeners were dumbfounded, imagining this situation, and they were more than terrified.

At this time, someone raised his voice and asked, "Where is that young man in red?"

The storyteller stroked his gray beard: "Ecstasy Cave, Master Ninth."

Immediately, many sons and brothers suddenly realized: "Oh, it's no wonder."

No one in the capital knows that the Ninth Young Master in the Ecstasy Cave is acting cunningly and unreasonably.A three-inch tongue is the enemy of the world.This time, it's no surprise that he acted at the martial arts grand meeting.

In this room, the Shuoshu Pavilion continued to talk about martial arts, from the weird and eccentric Ninth Young Master to the invincible Shang Rong Young Master.

Another wave of exciting cheers.

Mr. Storyteller put his foot on the desk, blushing with excitement: "I saw that Mr. Rong did not change his mind, and took the iron hand gate's palm with his bare hands. Guess what?" Bragging and frustrating, "Master Tie Xun took a few steps back and said, Mr. Rong is benevolent and righteous. He only used three parts of his internal energy to save his next life. Tie Shoumen has recorded this kindness."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

At this time, there was endless applause and cheers from the audience.

At this time, I don't know who asked the last question: "Mr. Shangrong's martial arts are really so high?"

The storyteller closed his fan and shouted loudly: "It's more than that!" His forehead was sweating profusely, showing how excited he was, he raised his voice and said, "None of the top ten martial arts masters have competed in more than 20 competitions, but none of them can get close to Young Master Rong!" His body, every move, all win with one move, and even Mr. Shang Rong has not used the ultimate kill, no one knows his true strength."

Sure enough, in the world of martial arts, the superior is respected.

Everyone sighed, their expressions were filled with reverence.Those who listened to the book were extremely excited when they heard this, and there was a lot of discussion.

Someone asked: "Isn't Mr. Rong, who is the leader of the martial arts alliance, just getting something out of his pocket?"

Someone sighed: "Yes, who is still the opponent of Mr. Shang Rong?"

Some people speculated: "I don't know what the situation of the ninth son will be with Shang Shangrong?"

"..."

The audience was discussing one after another. At this time, the storyteller shook his fan and said with a smile: "Everything is changing, and the situation is unpredictable. You can predict what will happen next. Let's watch the second round of competition tomorrow."

Everyone broke their mouths, still expressing their opinions, and there was constant commotion in the storytelling building.

Besides, to predict what will happen next, let's see a gambling house opened in the Rapture Cave.

Surrounded by beauties and actors, in the main hall of Ecstasy Grotto, a voice came: "Buy and leave, buy and leave, nine sons win, pay ten to one, Shang Rong wins, one to accompany ten."

Later, it was said that the Ecstasy Cave was overcrowded, and there were countless people who placed bets, and all of them bought Rong Dasheng.

After the first match, some people in Tianxialou were happy while others were worried, some could not sleep at night, and some climbed the wall in the middle of the night.

In the middle of the night, outside Tianzi No. [-] room in Tianxia Building, a black figure with cats and feet was covered with a black veil on his face. The moonlight could not clearly illuminate his appearance, but his eyes were shining beautifully. , shimmering gradually like stars stained with water mist.

Climbing the wall, leaping over neatly, the black shadow landed steadily in front of Tianzi No. [-] gate.

The man guarding the door heard the sound and immediately stepped forward: "The princess is back."

Rong Qiannian clapped her hands, glanced at Tsing Yi, and rolled her eyes: "Chu Ye, go, go and guard Shang Rong's room for me."

Chu Ye stunned, looked at Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi shook his head, not knowing why.Then I went out for a trip, but when I came back, my hair exploded like a fire.

"Go!"

Rong Qiannian yelled loudly, and Chu Ye staggered in a gloomy manner, not daring to delay, followed by another angry call: "Come back!"

Chu Ye turned his head and waited for the order, trembling with courage.This is the rhythm of trouble!

Tsing Yi was completely messed up, instinctively not daring to pant loudly.

Immediately, I heard the master's disgusting tone, which seemed to be gnashing teeth, in short, ruthlessly: "If someone goes there at night, men, catchers, or women, I will cut them directly."

Chu Ye was in a mess: "Princess, this is..."

The master tore off the veil on his face, and waved angrily, "Hurry up."

Chu Ye hurried away, thinking, it would be more dangerous to stay.

Tsing Yi was stunned, what kind of wind was there, it seemed like he was being raped.

Rape?Shangrong?Could it be...

"Princess, this is..." Tsing Yi was sweating on his forehead, and checked his tone.

The uncertain woman raised her eyelids and looked over, with a gentle and benevolent face, she gently opened her lips: "Tsing Yi."

Damn!This tone is too terrible.This master, it is dangerous to speak softly.

Tsing Yi thought about it carefully, and then said carefully: "It's the princess."

Rong Qiannian's nonchalant tone was very harmless: "How long have you been with your prince?"

Tsing Yi wiped his sweat: "15 years."

This tone, this opening remark, no matter how it sounds, it sounds like the calm before the storm.

That side shook his head to look at the moon, and said to himself: "15 years, that's long enough." Turning his eyes, he smiled at Tsing Yi, "I've worked hard for you these years, don't worry, this princess will not treat you badly, Looking back, I will find you a good family, and let you marry out of the gate of Jiaolan Palace in a good and prosperous manner."

Tsing Yi's feet went limp, and he feinted a few times, almost falling over.

(End of this chapter)