Sheng Fu

Chapter 29 Meeting
At the end of Zhengbei Street in Huangdu, there is a arena called Longgan Arena. It has been standing here for at least 20 years. Every day, people fight here to earn some money.

There are also some people who fight here and want to become famous. In the future, they will find a good home in the imperial capital, or care for the homes of high-profile families, or strive for the opportunity to join the military and become an official and a half. job.

The fame that comes out is still valuable.

In recent days, the Longgan arena has been very lively. Near the Banquet of Eight Gus, many masters from the north and the south have entered the imperial capital, and wars between the north and the south often occur.

The duel between swordsmen and swordsmen often happens, and there are even scholars from the north and south rolling up their sleeves to fight in the Longgan arena. The scene is very lively.

Around the arena, there were huge crowds, and at noon, it was also a good time for a duel.

Today, it is still dominated by the North-South War, but it is not the duel between the swordsman and the swordsman, but the duel between the legs and the boxing. People are also loyal to see the duel between the southern fist and the northern leg.

There is a small teahouse on the side of the arena. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes is drinking tea accompanied by minions. This man is called Qi Hou, the owner of the Longgan arena.

Running a ring is a hard job. If there is no one to fight in the off-season, there will be no harvest. Taxes on such a large piece of land are also indispensable.

Sometimes, Qi Hou had to find a few people who could fight and go to the ring to play a lively scene to make some noise.

Qi Hou said, "It would be great if the ring business had always been like this."

The little scoundrel on the side echoed: "Before the banquet of Ba Gu, our business has always been like this. If there are one or two famous young Junyans competing here, then the business will definitely be better, and it can be opened completely. Eat for half a year."

Qi Hou said helplessly: "In other words, the recent North-South dispute has already made many people tired. If the same showdown is repeated too many times, it will be boring."

"I guess in three or five days, our business will go downhill."

"As for the famous young Junyan you mentioned, they are all people who want to participate in the banquet of Bagu, how could they come to us."

"Of course, if the Nanshan Wujue and the Northern Qilu are in a confrontation here, I may not be able to swallow such a big piece of fat. If one or two people from the Qilu Wujue can come, we will be rich."

Qi Hou didn't know that this little brother was talking about a scene, but he also hoped that this scene would really come true.

At this moment, Lao Huang, the janitor of the teahouse, came in. Although his name was Lao Huang, he was still a young man with a tall stature, his skin was not yellow, and he did not have any old yellow teeth.

The report said: "Boss, there is a man and a woman outside who said they want to discuss something with you. I asked what it was, but they refused to say it. They insisted on discussing with you."

The boss hadn't spoken yet, and the little scoundrel on the side said impatiently: "Who, do you really think that you are a green onion? How can the boss be seen by him."

Every now and then, Qi Hou would still put on airs. After all, in several streets around here, Qi Hou was also a decent person.

But he put down the teacup and pondered: "Let them come in and say that in recent days, if you are a little careless, you will meet the big owner. If it is confirmed that he is an unknown person, it will not be too late to send him away."

The minion immediately squeezed out a smile and patted the horse: "The boss is still thoughtful."

Outside the tea house, Yuwenjun and Jing Peiyao waited quietly.

From the Wutong Forest to here, Yuwenjun and Jing Peiyao were keenly aware that there were many people following them all the way, and they were about to commit murder in broad daylight.

However, there are no masters in Chengsheng territory, most of them are in Zhuiguang territory.

But they also understand that big fish will not surface easily.

Lao Huang came out and smiled politely: "You two, please come inside."

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly to Lao Huang, and then took Jing Peiyao into the teahouse. Jing Peiyao was actually in a good mood at the moment.

When Qi Hou saw these two people coming, he didn't stand up to speak, but leaned back on the chair and asked casually, "I wonder if the two of you have something to discuss with me?"

Yuwenjun said slowly: "Naturally, it's for the sake of the arena. There are many people who challenge me recently, and it is impossible for me to passively accept all kinds of challenges all the time. If I plan to play here and clear the stage at a time, it can be regarded as one thing that has been implemented."

When Qi Hou heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Little brother, you look very bookish, shouldn't there be so many enemies?"

The minions beside him also held back their laughter, looking at Yu Wenjun's eyes as if they were looking at a young child.

Yuwenjun replied honestly: "I really don't have any enemies."

Qi Hou laughed loudly and said, "Since there is no enemy family, it means that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, but I have never seen you, what is your name?"

Yuwenjun said softly: "Under the Yuwenjun, from the Bailu Academy, under the gate of Gu Yong."

Qi Hou stood up in a hurry, walked around Yu Wenjun, and looked carefully with his eyes shining.

Still a little disbelieving, he said, "Gu Yong's high disciple is indeed called Yuwen Jun. I have heard of it, but as far as I know, Yuwenjun should be in Bailu Pavilion now. What evidence do you have to prove that you are Yuwenjun?"

The little scoundrel on the side was also nervous at the moment. If it was Yu Wenjun, the Longgan Arena would be crowded with people on the ten-mile-long street.

Yuwenjun pulled out his thoughts slightly, and the teahouse was full of swords.

Qi Hou felt a chill down his spine, and he had already confirmed in his heart that he had met a true god.

"I can't prove that I am Yuwenjun, but the sharpness of this renunciation cannot be faked," Yuwenjun said.

Without saying a word, Qi Hou quickly brought a chair to Yuwenjun and said eagerly, "Forgive my clumsiness, I didn't know that Mr. Yuwen was here and asked him to atone for his sins."

Yuwenjun sat on the chair, Qi Hou poured tea and poured water in front of Yuwenjun's table, and he was extremely excited. If Yuwenjun resolved some of his personal grievances in the ring, the next flow of water would be a huge amount.

Everyone knows that the people of Bailu Pavilion are destined to rise from the sky in the future, and it is an honor to make friends.

Yuwenjun raised the teacup and said strangely: "I also asked my uncle to prepare a chair for this girl and make a cup of flower tea. Her name is Jing Peiyao."

Hearing this, Qi Hou's legs suddenly softened, and the hands that moved the chair were shaking. He swept the chair with his cuffs, and said respectfully, "Please take your seat."

Glancing at the scoundrel next to him, he angrily said, "What are you still doing, hurry up and make flower tea."

The minions immediately went down to prepare the scented tea, for fear of making Jing Peiyao wait for a long time.

This kind of atmosphere doesn't matter to Yu Wenjun, Jing Peiyao doesn't like it, but he doesn't reject it either.

Qi Hou asked cautiously, "I don't know what Young Master Yuwen is going to do? I will cooperate with someone from Qi to the end."

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said, "I'll play after the fight outside is over. I think my opponents are all around the arena by now."

Qi Hou patted his chest and said, "No problem, it's a trivial matter, it's up to my uncle, but let me ask, will Miss Jing play?"

Yuwen Jun replied: "It's just my personal affairs, it has nothing to do with her."

Jing Peiyao said, "You can pretend that I don't exist."

Qi Hou complimented and smiled again and again: "The girl really broke me, so I asked casually, and the girl didn't take it to heart."

At this moment, the minion came with the scented tea, and Qi Hou took the teacup himself and offered it with both hands. "The tea is not very good, please forgive me."

Jing Peiyao said calmly, "You're welcome, thank you."

(End of this chapter)