Chapter 204 Chapter One

The whips clashed, making a crisp sound. Amidst Wang Bochang's laughter, his left sleeve shot out a length of Zhang Xu's long whip, which seemed to be hit by the opponent's shock force and turned into a long snake with nine bends and ten curves, but the fluctuation range was unreasonably large; because With the skill he showed just now, he should be able to securely beat Yuchi Jingde. On the contrary, the Guizang whip of this young expert seemed like a rainbow in momentum, it circled around and devoured the opponent like a dragon. Changes come and go. Wang Boxun moved to the left, and the Dingshi whip, which was as thin as a human finger, moved forward in a spiral shape at a high speed that was hard to see with the naked eye. He wrapped the Guizang whip tightly like a flash of lightning, and quickly retreated after receiving it, not only Avoiding the attack of the whip tip, and pulling the opponent's whip straight.

At the same time, another Dingshi whip came out of the sleeve, first slipped to the ground, and then rushed towards the opponent, when it was about five feet away from the opponent's feet, it looked like a poisonous snake with its head raised and its tongue out, and the electric shock came to Xiao Yuchi Jingde Dirty poke.The state of controlling the soft long whip as if it came to life and doing whatever it wants is really amazing. Even Li Shimin's face changed slightly this time.Wang Bobao's high strength and strength are indeed well-deserved. Yuchi Jingde, however, was unafraid, and the lightning moved sideways and backward, with Wang Bo as the center, made half a big circle with Wang Bo as the center, and then rushed towards Wang Boji.

After entanglement for about two whips, a continuously expanding wave pattern will appear immediately. Wang Bo snorted coldly. He has already used the whip to attack the opponent with more than ten internal energy, which shocked the enemy's blood, but Yuchi Jingde's strength was beyond his expectation, and made him feel murderous. Given time, one day Yuchi Jingde will surpass him and become the whip king of the new generation. The qualitative whip of the right hand is retracted into the sleeve. Wang Bo sat on the horse and lowered his waist, Dingshi whip shook straight again, his breath pierced through the tip of the whip, immediately "pushed" Yuchi Jingde back.

When he was about to urge his strength to unleash the killer, Yuchi Jingde's Guizang whip separated from his whip in a hurry, and changed back to holding more than a dozen whip rings in his hand, and he just retreated to Rong Fengxiang's side .Arching his hands and saluting, he said: "Your Majesty's whipping technique is truly unique, unrivaled in the world. Jingde has benefited a lot tonight, and he will be successful in the future. I really owe it to you, Your Majesty." Wang Boan called it a pity, on the surface he could only pretend to be open-minded, put his whip in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, Wang is getting old!"

Amidst the thunderous applause, Rong Fengxiang assumed the identity of the host and waited attentively for the two to return to the table.Hou Xibai went to the garden outside at this time. At this time, Rong Jiaojiao, Dong Shuni and other young juniors flocked to Rong Fengxiang's table to toast the birthday man. The jubilant and enthusiastic atmosphere replaced the previous Whip Wind Palm Shadow. After toasting in turn, Rong Fengxiang, surrounded by a group of juniors, went to the first two halls to socialize. Zheng Shiru is still showing his talents to Shang Xiufang through Kou Zhong, but he is indeed knowledgeable and talented, from speaking and singing literature such as Bianwen, scriptures, Ciwen, poems, books, Fu, etc. to music and dance, Baixi, Jiuling, Even the creation of lyrics, the rise of legends, and the development of narrative poems are all described vividly and insightfully.

Although Kou Zhong is hostile towards him, if he has a close relationship with the Yin Gui sect, he has to admit that his knowledge in this area can be regarded as the master of old master Bai, which is the level of his grand master Kou Zhong. What surprised him was that Shang Xiufang was not inferior to the other party in terms of answering, which showed that she was no less knowledgeable than Zheng Shiru, the "Henan madman" in all aspects. The discussion made the atmosphere even more intense. But Kou Zhong couldn't get in a half sentence. He pays special attention to Bai Qing'er's reaction, and finds that not only is she not jealous of Zheng Shiru's courteousness to Shang Xiufang, but she also helps out from time to time, which makes Kou Zhong's relationship with him even more confusing.

Both Zheng Shuming and Yun Yuzhen seldom spoke, but looked at Kou Zhong with pretty eyes from time to time, which made him quite uncomfortable. A young gentleman named Ling Wei next to Fashion Xiufang is talking about the "Qiluo Figure Painting" that became popular at that time. This son is the son of Ling Mou, the head of the Mihang Society in the north, and his father sat with Rong Fengxiang, which shows his status. Industrial associations are the product of commercial development. People in the same industry often form spontaneous non-governmental organizations such as Sheyi, Yiyi, and Yishe to increase their momentum and influence.At the same time set a unified price to avoid vicious competition.

Big communes such as rice, silk, silk, and salt are more tightly organized, and there are certain qualifications and procedures for joining the commune. Once you join the commune, you are often not allowed to leave the commune easily, and there is even a rule that the father dies and the son succeeds. To become the president of the company, besides being outstanding in the profession, he must also be able to enjoy both black and white, and has a wide enough popularity. Without the support of these communes, it would be difficult for any regime to stand firm. For example, Rong Fengxiang is the president of the northern gambling industry. Even the Luoyang Gang wanted him to replace Shangguan Long as the boss, which shows that he has a high reputation.

Just listen to Ling Wei said: "The pictures of ladies in the previous generation were mostly martyrs or filial daughters, with the meaning of teaching and admonishment. Today's paintings of ladies are eclectic, such as spring outing, training, taking photos, relying on barriers, playing chess, and even going out of the bath. All can be used in paintings. The younger brother once admired the name of "Sichuan-like beauty" in Xishu, and went to search for it in person. He was happy to get three paintings, all of which are exquisite in painting skills. The middle-aged beauty is about to come out. If Miss Xiufang is free tomorrow, I will come to my humble house to appreciate it, and I will welcome you."

Kou Zhong secretly laughed, it seemed that Zheng Shiru had met another open suitor. The son of Mi Xing Dahao was born with a handsome appearance, a personable manner, and a good conversation.Although not as high as Hou Xibai, he is the same type of man who can easily please women. I don't know if it was because of Kou Zhong's appointment, but Shang Xiufang was not tempted by his invitation, she frowned lightly and said "Aiyo": "Mr. Ling is really polite and flattering, but I have to wait until I go to Luoyang next time." Mile!" Zheng Shiru didn't wait for Ling Wei to have a chance to hone his kung fu again, and said with a smile, "Brother Kou, what opinion do you have on the painting of 'Qi Luo Figures'?"

Everyone's eyes were on Kou Zhong, because since he started talking about literature and art, he seemed to have become a mute, and he didn't make a sound. In Kou Zhong's heart, even the eighteenth generation of Zheng Shiru's ancestors scolded him, and at this moment he could only think of the fan-faced beauties in Hou Xibai's works, but he put on a calm demeanor, smiled and said, "I'm a layman in calligraphy and painting, so what kind of opinions would I have? I only know that a good painting must be as accurate as a knife, no more than a penny, no less than half a cent, the pen is as good as it is, and the delineation is meticulous. This time I will make fun of the Fang family!" Shang Xiufang was moved and said: "Mr. Kou said these words, not only revealed a kind of deep emotion, but also had a unique insight. How could it be the words of an outsider." Kou Zhong hadn't had time to be complacent, Bai Qing'er pursed her lips and smiled, and said coquettishly: "So Mr. Kou is a master of painting. I don't know how Mr. Kou has any opinions on the use of colors?" Kou Zhong knew that she wanted to help Zheng Shiru, so that he would make himself look ugly in front of Shang Xiufang, but he didn't even know what materials the colors were made of or what role they could play in painting.The worst thing is that the only beauty paintings he knows are from Hou Xibai's wonderful hand-painted paintings, but they are all ink and wash works, with no color at all. There is nothing to comment on, nothing to say. Fortunately, when it comes to quick talent, he is a first-class master. If he can't fight hard, he comes up with a tactic and deliberately says solemnly: "Just listen to Mrs. Qing'er's words, and you will know that Mrs. Qing'er is a master of Danqing. I don't know my little brother." Did you guess wrong?" Bai Qing'er was a little stunned, thinking that Kou Zhong had not only visited her studio, but also secretly hid in the big cabinet where she kept her drawing paper, and he was puzzled for a long time before he said: "I did learn to paint. , but not some kind of expert, what aspect did Mr. Kou base his guess on?" Kou Zhong saw that even Zheng Shuming looked at him with wide black eyes, he was amused in his heart.First, I gave each a bright smile to Shang Xiufang and Yun Yuzhen, and then said leisurely: "This reason is very simple, just like people who love swordsmanship, they will be interested in how to use swords. Frankly speaking, I am very interested in sword skills. What a mother! Oh! I’m not a mother, but I only appreciate paintings. In my humble opinion, paintings that produce colorful effects without using colors are the highest artistic conception of painting. If you don’t believe me, please ask Brother Hou to give you his folding fan. Open it up and have a look. Ha! As soon as you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will come." Everyone followed his gaze, and they saw Hou Xibai's handsome figure come into view. Ling Longjiao returned to her seat, approached Xu Ziling and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has something to say, we will leave immediately when Boss Huirong comes back with a toast." Xu Ziling nodded to show he knew, and told the matter to Chen Changlin on the other side. Xing Mofei on the opposite side was sizing him up, and now he smiled and said, "Why does my brother always feel that Brother Qin looks familiar? Have you met there before?" Xu Ziling's current alias is Qin Jieyuan. Although it was a random name, he took Qin Chuan, the concubine of his concubine, as his surname. After thinking about it afterwards, he felt a little strange. The two Tuyuhun beauties, Na'an and Huali, couldn't help looking at him with their big eyes. It seemed that his unique majestic figure, even with a handsome face, could make the couple Interracial beauty creates interest. Xu Ziling changed his voice as before, and returned the report with a smile: "Maybe I met brother Xing somewhere on the street. I didn't know each other at that time, so now I have a feeling of deja vu." Xing Mofei laughed and said: "Brother Qin's words imply profound meaning, so it can be seen that he is definitely not an ordinary person. It's just that the younger brother has never heard of Brother Qin's name, this is indeed strange." Linglongjiao said coldly: "There are many adults in the Central Plains. Brother Xing has just arrived in the Central Plains. Why is it strange that he has never heard of Brother Qin?" Xing Mofei didn't show any displeasure because of her tit-for-tat confrontation, and calmly said: "Before I came here, I have worked hard and asked myself that I know a lot about the famous masters of various schools in China, so I am curious about Brother Qin." Take it easy. I just don’t know that brother Qin is an expert of the A school?” Xu Ziling said indifferently: "Please forgive my little brother for trying to betray you. This is the order of Lord Shangshu. Please forgive me, Brother Xing." Xing Mofei nodded and smiled, and stopped asking. "Varied"! Hou Xibai's folding fan was opened a little, revealing the image of a beautiful woman jumping on the fan. Her breath is clear orchid and musk, her skin is moist and her muscles are plump. Colorful.The most rare thing is to express the astonishing beauty of the beauty's "light body and back to the snow, thin and transparent" to the fullest and just right. Shang Xiufang said "Ah" in astonishment: "When will Mr. Hou write the concubine's body on the fan? Xiufang's posture of willows, I'm afraid it will stain your precious fan." Everyone could tell from Shang Xiufang's expression that she was deeply moved by Hou Xibai's painting skills, and in fact, all the men and women at the banquet were moved by Hou Xibai's wonderful brushwork. Yunyu Zhenxiu's eyes shot out a look of jealousy, but she was helpless. From the very beginning, she knew Hou Xibai's temperament of "giving mercy" everywhere. Including Zheng Shuming and Bai Qing'er, all the women couldn't help being envious. Kou Zhong alone felt liberated. Li Xiuning is far away, and Song Yuzhi is close. Two emotional shocks occurred in different time and space. In addition, Yun Yuzhen and Dong Shuni, who had a physical relationship with him, were secretly accusing him of harming him, which made him feel weak about the so-called love. extreme.Although Shang Xiufang, who is beautiful in his native country, seems to have a lot of love for him, he can't arouse any interest, and thinks it is an unnecessary trouble. If Shang Xiufang turns her target on Hou Xibai, he will only be happy but not jealous. However, Zheng Shiru panicked for a while because he had killed such a strong opponent in Hengli, and was weak in parrying. Hou Xibai put away the folding fan, and said softly: "Who's daughter is embroidered with pink breasts, and the fragrance is shining on the stars to share the love. Miss Fang has the color of overwhelming the country and the city, and reverses the art of all living beings. Xibai worships it." This person is elegant and graceful, and his words are elegant, no woman will not be moved by him. Kou Zhong laughed and said, "My little brother's understanding of Qiluo paintings comes from the lively beauties on Brother Hou's fan. Now that Brother Hou is here, you don't have to listen to my nonsense anymore!" Shang Xiufang rolled his eyes at him, feeling strange in his heart, wondering if this person is so broad-minded that he would not be jealous at all. She has traveled all over the country and is used to seeing the appearance of all living beings.Men like Kou Zhong, who are qualified to court her, always strive to perform in front of her, try to overwhelm other opponents, and win her attention like a peacock spreading its tail. Only Kou Zhong, a special person, did the opposite and praised others vigorously. Thinking of this, the shock Hou Xibai gave her couldn't help but weaken a bit. At this moment, Song Lu arrived, and after saying hello to everyone, he said to Kou Zhong, "Come on! I want to have a word with you." After Kou Zhong apologized, he casually stepped out of the half corridor outside the side door. Bursts of noise came from the direction of the first two halls.Song Lu stood on the railing, staring at the fish pond, and said in a deep voice, "Have you offended Zhizhi?" Kou Zhong smiled wryly, "Is she gone?" Song Lu nodded and said, "She didn't even listen to me, so she just left." Kou Zhong sighed deeply, speechless. It's over! He and Song Yuzhi are completely over, and there is no hope of recovery.But you can't blame anyone, only yourself. Song Lu suddenly said: "What are your plans?" Kou Zhong said dejectedly, "Which aspect is Uncle Lu referring to?" Song Lu sighed: "I'm also a little confused. In fact, it's okay. I just want to know what plan you have in mind. Just now at the banquet, everyone was polite on the surface, but in fact the hostility was very strong, and there was something in the words." Then his eyes moved to his face, and he said in a deep voice: "You have to be careful of Wang Bo, just now he hinted to Wang Shichong many times that you are a very ambitious person with despicable methods." Kou Zhong smiled wryly and was speechless. Once involved in this torrent of world hegemony, all kinds of troubles and dangers will follow, making it impossible to guard against. Song Lu said in a low voice: "How sure are you of getting the 'Duke Yang's Treasure' out? From my point of view, Li Shimin is eyeing this and will never allow you to succeed, so as not to destroy the current favorable situation for him." Kou Zhong had no choice but to say: "This is still unknown. Alas! What did Yuzhi say when he left?" Song Lu said: "You should be aware of her character, you will only hide everything in your heart. Don't take her affairs to heart, maybe she will change her mind later when she loses her temper." He patted him on the shoulder again and said: "Let go and do it! I will speak well for you. Fortunately, you are from the south, and we are closer." Kou Zhong was stunned and said, "Uncle Lu means..." Song Lu's eyes fell on a clump of peonies beside the fish pond, and he snorted coldly: "The tribes in the north have been trying to destroy our noble families with pure blood and culture in the south. Although Yang Jian and his generation are fighting to learn the south wind, they intend to Restoring the orthodoxy of our Han dynasty, aren’t you a barbarian at heart? If you can rule the north with southerners, our Song family will definitely support it, do you understand?” Kou Zhong cheered up and said, "Understood!" The hall was full of voices. Rong Fengxiang finally came back from the entertainment.