Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

Wang Renzhe's facial muscles twitched violently as he watched Xue Rengui's bravery.

Li Ming's generosity is evident; he's clearly the kind of person in Chang'an who doesn't value money.

Now that he has this monstrous bodyguard by his side, if a fight were to break out on this high platform, his dozens of constables might not be enough to even fill the enemy's teeth.

If we really anger this God of Wealth, wouldn't that multi-million dollar deal go down the drain?

I absolutely cannot let this fortune slip away.

"All of you, get out of here! Who gave you permission to draw your swords? You've disturbed Young Master Li; how many heads do you have to chop off?"

Wang Renzhe stood up and shouted at the yamen runners below the stage.

The constables quickly sheathed their knives and slunk away to the side.

Wang Renze smiled and walked up to Li Chengqian, cupping his hands in greeting:

"It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding. My men don't know the rules, which has frightened Young Master Li."

Li Chengqian sat back down in his chair, wiping his hands with a handkerchief as he spoke:

"Lord Wang's way of treating guests is truly exceptional."

"Please calm down, sir. I was only trying to uphold the rules of the county government."

Wang Renzhe's eyes darted around, and he pointed to the audience below, saying...

"Since the young master's guards have such a bad temper and are so skilled, why don't we just have some fun?"

"I'll also summon a few guards to spar with your men, young master, just to add some spice to this grand banquet. What do you say, young master?"

Wang Renze wanted to use the martial arts competition as an excuse to send several of his henchmen to investigate Li Chengqian's situation.

If we could take this opportunity to beat that burly man to the ground, it would be a good way to deflate Li Chengqian's arrogance and make it easier to negotiate lower prices in future business deals.

How could Li Chengqian not see through this corrupt official's intentions?

He gave a light snort and waved his hand, saying:

"Alright. Since Lord Wang has such an interest, let's have a match."

Li Chengqian turned to look at Cheng Chumo.

"Old Cheng, go and entertain Lord Wang. Remember to keep it brief, don't embarrass him."

Cheng Chumo grinned.

He understood what Li Chengqian meant.

This is to let him hide his true abilities.

Cheng Chumo drew his sword and walked to the center of the platform.

Wang Ren waved to someone behind him, and a burly man carrying two Xuanhua axes jumped out.

"I am the commander of the guards of the Prince's residence. Please enlighten me!"

Cheng Yaojin was delighted when he saw the opponent's weapon.

Is there anyone in this world who is better at using an axe than his own father?

Immediately, Director Cheng and the other man began gesturing in the center of the field.

Cheng Chumo deliberately refrained from using his battlefield killing moves, instead displaying beautiful sword flourishes with his horizontal saber.

Forget about Su Qin carrying a sword or a white crane spreading its wings; whatever's fancy, go for it.

This sword technique was a dance choreographed by idle, spoiled young men in Chang'an who would pay martial arts instructors from the Imperial Music Bureau to emulate girls in brothels and theaters.

It's undeniably beautiful, but it has absolutely no offensive power.

The yamen runners below the stage and the surrounding gentry were taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

"What kind of nonsense is this? It's so girly."

"Oh my, her waist is even more flexible than the top courtesan at the brothel."

"So, the bigwigs from Chang'an are all raising these pretty but useless people."

The burly man carrying two axes pointed at Cheng Chumo and mocked him:

"Kid, did you learn your swordsmanship from your master's wife?"

"Get down here right now, or Grandpa might chop your skinny arms and legs in half with an axe!"

Cheng Chumo pretended to be furious, sheathed his sword, and retreated while cursing.

Wang Renzhe sat in the chair, feeling extremely pleased with himself.

It seems that Li Ming is indeed a good-for-nothing who only knows how to spend money.

Apart from that burly man who had some brute strength, all his men were good-looking but useless trash.

Once this fat sheep arrives in Hedong, won't it be at my mercy?

"Young Master Li, you flatter me."

Wang Ren then gave a perfunctory bow.

Li Chengqian picked up a freshly brewed cup of tea, blew away the foam on top, and didn't even glance at Wang Renzhe.

He turned to Xue Rengui, who had been standing silently to the side, and said:

"Brother Xue."

Xue Rengui stepped forward.

"You should also go and stretch your muscles."

Li Chengqian put down his teacup, his tone casual.

Keep it simple, don't hurt anyone.

Xue Rengui nodded honestly and strode to the center of the platform.

He was empty-handed, without even a wooden stick.

The burly man with two axes looked at Xue Rengui and sneered:

"What? You don't even dare to pick up a weapon?"

"You were strong enough to break the knife just now, but these two axes of mine are made of fine steel. Go ahead and try breaking one!"

Xue Rengui completely ignored the burly man's provocation.

He looked around.

Finally, he looked towards the entrance of the government office.

There are two blue stone lions there.

Xue Rengui turned and walked towards the stone lion.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

What's this guy trying to do? Is he trying to run away because he can't win?

Wang Renzhe also frowned, unable to figure out what this person was up to.

Xue Rengui walked up to the blue stone lion.

This stone lion was carved from a single piece of bluestone, and together with its base, it weighs over 300 kilograms.

Normally, it takes four or five strong men with ropes and levers to pry it up.

Xue Rengui grabbed the edge of the stone lion's base.

"rise!"

To everyone's astonishment.

He actually lifted the 300-pound blue stone lion with one hand.

It wasn't just something that was brought up.

Xue Rengui raised his arm.

He lifted the 300-pound stone lion over his head with one hand.

The burly man wielding the double axes was so frightened that his hands trembled, and both axes fell to the ground.

Can one hand lift a 300-pound stone lion?

Is this something a human being could do?

After carrying the stone lion for a couple of steps, Xue Rengui seemed to think that carrying this thing was meaningless.

He pursed his lips and casually tossed it aside.

With a loud bang.

The ground was smashed and a crater was created.

Xue Rengui looked at Wang Renzhe on the high platform and smiled:

"I'm just a rough fellow, I don't know any swordsmanship or knife skills, all I have is this strength. Your Honor, is this meant to liven things up?"

Wang Renzhe was trembling all over at this moment.

He has only one thought in his mind right now.

We can't afford to mess with them.

This is not something I can afford to provoke.

Just who exactly is Li Ming?

A guard actually possessed the divine strength of a tyrant lifting a tripod.

If a fight breaks out, do you think those incompetent men under my command can last even a round?

"Young Master Li, I think we should call this banquet for all people to end here today. You truly have many capable people under your command."

After saying that, Wang Renzhe ignored what Li Chengqian said and ran away.

Li Chengqian sneered as he watched the other person's retreating figure.

It seems the Wang family of Taiyuan really has very few members left.