That's what villains are like

Chapter 119 The plot direction started earlier, do my feet look good, tampering with the corresponding memory
"After the opening of the Qianyuan Mansion, the Blood Immortal Sect should also send people to compete for other courtyards, right?"

Jiang Lan came back from her thoughts, looked at Song Youwei, and remembered the Nanshou drill that was about to start.

Qianyuan Mansion is a secret mansion built by the Great Xia royal family with a lot of money. It was sacrificed from a complete small world.

The closer to the deep area, the atmosphere of ancient chaos pervades, the richer the treasures and aura of heaven and earth, and there are many mysterious areas that even the royal family of Daxia had never explored.

Every time the Nanshou rehearsal starts, the battle of Qianyuan Mansion is the highlight.

The dispute between the younger generation of the immortal sects and the young disciples of the princes, nobles, and powerful families in Daxia is the most interesting.

Including the Xiangguo Mansion, because of this incident, they are convening the forces and ethnic groups they are attached to, and sending young elites from the clan to come.

For example, Luo Ying, Ao Xu and other young talents who followed him in Anyang City last time will all stay in Qianyuan Mansion this time, competing for the ranking and glory for Xiangguo Mansion.

As Jiang Lan is the son of the Xiangguo Mansion, he should fight for this kind of matter.

But he has just set foot on the cultivation base not long ago, and his cultivation base is not strong, which is well known in the Great Xia Emperor.

In other words, the Xiangguo Mansion can only rely on Luo Ying, Ao Xu and others if they want to compete for the ranking this time.

Of course, for Xiangguo Jiang Lintian, this so-called dispute in Qianyuan Mansion was actually nothing more than a small fight.

But this matter has always been a traditional custom in Daxia, and in a sense it also represents the appearance and background of their respective forces.

Moreover, some fortunes in Qianyuan Mansion are rare and good things even in the eyes of people at Xiangguo's level.

For the disciples and priests of the Xiangguo Mansion, this is the best time to win face and rewards for the Xiangguo Mansion, so many people have been preparing for it early.

During this period of time, many powerful disciples brought back the young disciples they had cultivated, and they rested in the area of ​​the other courtyard mansion arranged by the Xiangguo Mansion.

Jiang Lan himself has no interest in this kind of thing, but for the next plan, he has to go through a cutscene and express himself by the way.

"The Blood Immortal Cult will indeed arrange for people to go in, but for the sake of the Southern Hunting plan later, it will not be exposed in advance. At most, it will go to the depths of Qianyuan Mansion to compete for some fortunes in other courtyards..."

"I have already received news that this time the royal family will place a precious Taoist artifact that once destroyed hundreds of nations as a reward in the depths of the Qianyuan Mansion."

"That artifact, named Xuanji Lingtai, an elder of the Blood Immortal Sect, is very interested in this artifact." Song Youwei said.

"What capacity will you go in then?" Jiang Lan looked at her and asked.

Song Youwei thought for a while, then shook her head lightly and said, "I haven't figured it out yet, but I should pretend to be a disciple of a certain Fang Xianmen's orthodoxy and get in it."

She also has her own plan. After the opening of Qianyuan Mansion, the other courtyards in it will be seized by those who are destined.

Since the royal family gave such an opportunity, she would naturally not let it go.

Jiang Lan was also lost in thought at this time.

"What's wrong?" Song Youwei looked at him with a smile and asked.

"Xuanji Lingtai, is this the item that the royal family brought out this time?"

Jiang Lan didn't care about her, but frowned slightly.

The news that Song Youwei told him was already different from the original plot.

In the original plot, what the royal family placed deep in the Qianyuan Mansion was a magic weapon called the Lingxiao Brush.

In fact, the Lingxiao brush is no longer a magic weapon, but a Taoist tool, which condenses the so-called Dao marks.

But it's just a Dao artifact with a trace of Dao marks, and there will be many in the hands of some wealthy Sixth Realm monks.

In this world, the weapons sacrificed by monks are generally divided into ordinary weapons, magical weapons, and Taoist weapons... these are several levels.

Taoist artifacts are divided into four levels: extreme, top, middle, and low.

Within three dao marks, it can be classified as low-grade, and above nine dao marks, it is top-grade.

The Xuanji Lingtai is a medium-grade Taoist artifact that condenses four strands of Dao marks. To be precise, this is actually one of a set of formed Taoist artifacts.

In addition to the Xuanji Lingtai, there are also Xuanji Spirit Clothes, Xuanji Lingjian, Xuanji Spirit Hairpin, Xuanji Spirit Pendant and other Taoist artifacts.

In the original plot, this item was used by Empress Xia to reward Lin Fan, but it appeared in Qianyuan Mansion ahead of schedule...

Jiang Lan felt that the world line was earlier than he expected.

"If things go on like this, the advantage of foresight will continue to be weakened..." Although Jiang Lan had expected this result a long time ago, she never expected that it would come so soon.

As a result, many arrangements have to be advanced as soon as possible.

Although Lin Fan died, there was still Jiang Ruxian who hated him to the bone in this world.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he frowned and said nothing, Song Youwei couldn't help being confused again.

"It's all right, I'm just a little surprised to be so generous to the royal family suddenly." Jiang Lan came back to his senses and shook his head slightly.

"The news of Xuanji Lingtai is indeed attracting attention. After all, it is a middle-grade Taoist artifact, and it is nothing more than a treasure of many sect forces." Song Youwei nodded with deep satisfaction.

There is only one middle-grade Taoist artifact in her hand, and it was obtained by accident, so it is not complete.

If it is outside, the temptation of a middle-grade Taoist artifact is enough to make many monks in the seventh realm take risks.

If it is something without an owner, it will even cause a bloody storm.

Jiang Lan is also well aware of the importance of Taoist artifacts in this world, even with the background of the Xiangguo Mansion, it is impossible to easily bestow a Taoist artifact.

Such things as dao marks cannot be forged and condensed by ordinary weapon refiners. Most of the dao tools are formed through acquired cultivation.

"You said, when I enter the Qianyuan Mansion, can I pretend to be your retainer?" Song Youwei suddenly thought of something, and asked with a smile.

Jiang Lan was surprised.

"No need." Without even thinking about it, he refused.

At present, Song Youwei is still a demon girl of the Blood Immortal Sect, even if she is only pretending to be a disciple, he doesn't want to have any interaction with her on the surface.

Once this kind of intersection exists, more thought must be spent on covering it up later, and he doesn't have the effort and energy.

However, as soon as Jiang Lan said the words, he immediately reacted incorrectly.

"The current situation is special. The imperial capital is mixed with fish and dragons, and there are so many experts. They are secretly staring at Xiangguo's mansion, and there are quite a few people staring at me."

"I don't want you to be exposed to people early, even if it's just as a doorman..." He looked at Song Youwei and seemed to explain seriously.

He was a little careless just now, and he also made such low-level mistakes. It can only be said that he was a little distracted by thinking about Jiang Ruxian.

"It seems that Mr. Jiang, you were distracted just now, and you just said what was in your heart..." Song Youwei was still smiling.

"However, I'm just joking with you, I know Mr. Jiang you cherish feathers."

"I said that just now, as if I wanted you to marry me through the door."

Hearing this, Jiang Lan seemed to smile, and said, "If you are willing, I have nothing to say no to. It's just that I have an extra bed warmer by my side in the future."

"Master Jiang just wants me to warm your bed?"

Song Youwei's gentle moon-like eyes seemed to be filled with smoke, which was misty and charming.

"Do you want to listen to what's on your mind, or something else?" Jiang Lan asked back.

"I don't even want to hear..."

Song Youwei smiled, got up and planned to put on her shoes and socks, and said, "Time is running out, I'm going to find the person in the portrait for Young Master Jiang."

"Don't you want to hear news about your sister?"

Jiang Lan sat cross-legged on the mat as usual.

He knew what he said just now, which made Song Youwei a little angry. Women are such emotional creatures, so they just called him "Mr. Jiang".

Song Youwei was putting her snow-like jade feet into her socks, and she paused when she heard this.

Jiang Lan looked at her with a smile on her face, and saw that she sat back obediently, blinking her eyes, waiting for his next words.

"Do you sit like this?"

Jiang Lan didn't seem to see her expectant expression at all, and looked at the silk socks that she was wearing only one.

Song Youwei pulled the hem of her skirt to cover up her slender jade legs, but the other jade foot without socks was revealed.

There is a red string tied on the slender white ankle with a perfect arc, which is very conspicuous.

Noticing Jiang Lan's gaze, she still had a smile on her mouth, and said generously, "Mr. Jiang, do my feet look good?"

"Slender and delicate, crystal-clear and fair-skinned, she can be at the forefront of all the women I have ever met." Jiang Lan seriously commented.

Song Youwei gave him a sharp look, then suddenly felt her face was a little hot, she pulled the hem of her skirt to cover it up.

"Grandma Xuesha's current cultivation is not as good as that old eunuch we met that day, but she is still among the best in the Seven Realms."

"The Blood Immortal Curse on you is also under her control. Unless you have the strength to kill her instantly, if you want to resist, you will be countered by her."

"And your younger sister was imprisoned by her in a small world, and the secret key to enter that small world has always been with her and is under her custody."

"But you can rest assured that your sister is not in any danger at present, but is very safe. The bloody mother-in-law has been hiding information about your sister and you, and intends to train her..."

Jiang Lan didn't talk too much, so she told her about sister Song Youwei's current situation.

After hearing this, Song Youwei also felt relieved. If she wanted revenge, she still had to improve her cultivation and strength, so that she could kill her mother-in-law with blood and save her sister from the flames.

Jiang Lan continued to paint cakes for her, saying that there is no need to worry, he will take action later.

The little emotions Song Youwei had just now disappeared, and she stayed with him until Haishi, when the bright moon hadn't passed the second roof, and then she got up and left.

Jiang Lan then also returned to Xiangguo Mansion.

You'er was still contemplating and studying the secret scrolls of exercises, he went to visit her, said a few words of encouragement by the way, and then put his mind on the small bottle of turbid blood that Song Youwei brought him.

During the refining process, Jiang Lan accidentally purified and absorbed a lot of energy.

Of course, compared with his current energy and blood power, it can only be said to be a drop in the bucket, so it is not worth paying too much attention to.

A few days later, Jiang Lan successfully refined the small half bottle of turbid blood for his own use.

At the same time, Song Youwei also had some clues. After sending people to collect some casual cultivator information on many cities and lands in Daxia, she finally found the suitable candidate Jiang Lan asked for.

The middle-aged female cultivator was named Liu Ruli, and her background was innocent.

Decades ago, he came to live in the South Lane of Guangyuan City.

As for the experience decades ago, it is unknown, it is completely blank, and it is suspected to come from other dynastic countries.

And her daily life is also very simple. She just accepts some casual cultivation tasks in Nanxiangfang in exchange for Lingshi practice, and then learns some talisman skills, and can engrave some simple talisman seals. There are not many monks.

After Jiang Lan got the news, she asked Song Youwei to bring the middle-aged woman silently.

Compared with ordinary casual cultivators, Liu Ruli's cultivation is actually very strong, with a cultivation base of four realms.

However, because of the lack of various cultivation resources and skills, he has been stagnant for many years, and he has no special talent skills. If he wants to earn spirit stones, he can only rely on completing some casual cultivation tasks.

After seeing these messages, Jiang Lan paid special attention to his cultivation and skills, and compared them with the relevant memories in his mind, which basically met his requirements.

The next day in Osmanthus Garden, he met Liu Ruli.

He is of medium build, wearing a very simple navy blue robe, with a very reserved and nervous expression.

Because on the way here, according to Song Youwei's instructions, she had already swallowed the bone-shaping pill, so both her face and figure were very similar to Jiang Lan's portrait.

"Don't worry, since I promised you, I will definitely give you the corresponding spiritual stone reward..."

Song Youwei spoke beside her.

She had already contacted Liu Ruli, and after putting forward the conditions, Liu Ruli agreed without thinking long.

Faced with this attractive reward, it was really hard for her to refuse, and the information she got from Song Youwei was that it would not be life-threatening for her to pretend to be a person.

So after hesitating, Liu Ruli agreed. Her years of casual cultivation life also told her that if she dared to refuse, the other party would definitely have the means to take her away by force.

So it might as well be a little more interesting.

"It does meet the requirements."

After Jiang Lan looked at it, she nodded with a little satisfaction.

Liu Ruli didn't know who this noble and noble young man in front of her was, but she could clearly sense the innate aura of nobility and superiority exuded from him.

So I kept my head down, very cautious and afraid.

After bringing Liu Ruli, Song Youwei left tactfully, waiting outside for Jiang Lan's orders.

And Jiang Lan looked at Liu Ruli in front of her, and said in a very gentle voice,

"You don't need to be nervous, starting today, your life will change drastically."

"From now on, your name will not be Liu Ruli, but your name will be Liu Shi, who used to be the wet nurse of Jiang Lan, son of the Xiangguo Mansion. Because of some things, she was almost executed by the wife of the Xiangguo Mansion many years ago. After surviving, he had to hide his identity, left the Xiangguo Mansion, and lived in seclusion in Guangyuan City..."

"In the past few years in Guangyuan City, you have been cautious, walking on thin ice, for fear of being noticed because of the events of the year, so you never communicated with too many people, for fear of disaster."

"Before you fall asleep every day, although you are glad that you were not executed at the beginning, you are afraid that Mrs. Xiangguo's Mansion will remember afterwards that you actually still have the memories of that day in your mind, and you will be tracked down by him afterwards, and you will feel uneasy every day..."

His voice was very peaceful, and there seemed to be an inexplicable magic power, which was enough to make people feel at ease and let go of any guard in their hearts.

At the same time, in Jiang Lan's eyes, there are strands of blood-red aura lingering, which looks like a steaming blood-colored mist, which is very strange.

Strands of blood-colored mist twisted in the nothingness, and silently entered Liu Ruli's mind.

She stared blankly at Jiang Lan, and the expression of astonishment, shock, and incomprehension on her face gradually relaxed, but her eyes quickly became a little dazed.

Then, it seemed that some deeply hidden memories began to surge in her mind, causing her face to become a little painful.

"My name is Liushi..."

"I am the wet nurse of Jiang Lan, son of the Xiangguo Mansion, and I often hugged him when I was young..."

"But because Young Master Jiang Lan was nine years old..."

Liu Ruli murmured, as if recalling those corresponding memories.

As Jiang Lan narrated more and more words, her face and expression became more and more calm, as if she had accepted this identity and statement.

Liu Ruli's self-cultivation is not high, and her spirit is not strong.

It is not difficult for Jiang Lan to change some of her cognition and memory.

It's just that such an operation requires very profound and subtle means of soul.

After killing Lin Fan, he plundered many experiences and techniques from his previous life, so he didn't feel complicated about this level of soul manipulation.

It takes about half a stick of incense.

Liu Ruli fell into a coma and lay down on a chair. Jiang Lan asked Song Youwei to come in and sent her back to Guangyuan City.

When Liu Ruli wakes up, not only will she forget what happened in the past few days, but she will also have a corresponding memory in her mind.

Of course, this was just Jiang Lan's fabricated memory. If his parents notice it afterwards, he can just explain it. After all, this is a plan for Emperor Xia.

He didn't arrange for people from the Xiangguo Mansion to do it, but he was worried that the traces would be too obvious.

The members of the Blood Immortal Sect are very secretive, even Tiansi Jian can't notice, when the time comes to explain it, they say it was done secretly by themselves.

As far as Liu Ruli is concerned, this is a great fortune made out of thin air. After all, the wet nurse of the son of the Xiangguo Mansion is something that many people can't ask for.

Of course, the nanny back then had already been dealt with secretly by his mother, so how could the slightest rumor or news leak out.

It can be said that it was extremely difficult for Jian Tiansi to investigate that incident back then.

This is what Jiang Lan is currently thinking of, the most reasonable, and the best way for Emperor Xia to dispel some worries and doubts, and let his next character design stand on its own feet.

After asking Song Youwei to send "Liu Shi" away, Jiang Lan also began to think about how to get Linglong, the commander of Tiansi, to "inadvertently" notice this matter.

Perhaps a more indirect method can be used instead of directly going through that Linglong commander.

"portrait……"

Thinking of this, Jiang Lan took away the portrait on the table.

……

In the next few days, Jingyang City, the imperial capital, became more and more lively. Among them, Yuxianfang was brightly lit and gorgeous every night.

Along the rivers and lakes, pavilions and palaces are hidden in the clouds and mist, and there are even painted palaces, standing in the void, like the dwellings of immortals.

Flying boats floated by, and the women in them all wore rosy clouds, wearing loose robes, hairpins with flower crowns, heavy makeup and light makeup, revealing large areas of snow-like skin.

Just walking by the river bank, you can hear the bursts of sluggish sounds coming from it, and smell the strange fragrance of flowers in the air.

Many young heroes who came to the imperial capital lingered here, intoxicated by the gentle countryside, unwilling to extricate themselves.

"Although the folk customs of my Great Xia are open, why is it so..."

"Those women just now were all dressed in Taoist robes, lotus crowns, and cloud clogs. Could it be that Taoist women have all been reduced to this Yuxianfang?"

On the bank of Yuxianfang, a tall and slender man walked by with his hands behind his back.

His hair is in full bundles, his face is handsome and fair, his eyes are very deep and bright, as if there are stars gathering, but at first glance, he looks a little thin.

He was dressed in a rather elegant silk purple gown, with a high crown and a belt, and a piece of round ancient jade hanging from his waist. He was dressed like a nobleman from a rich family.

Behind him, four guards followed silently.

Hearing this now, one of them replied, "Master, this is called Qingqu in Yuxianfang. These are not Taoist women, they are just dressed like Taoist women."

"Fun?"

"Humph……"

"Today's Great Xia, only in this Yuxianfang, dare to make this kind of thing. If it is in other places, after the Taoists know about it, they have to expose it."

The man walking in front was the Emperor Xia who had disguised himself from the palace, upon hearing this, she snorted coldly.

It is impossible to say that I am not envious of Xiangguo Mansion's method of accumulating money.

But as Emperor Xia, she is not good at doing such things secretly, after all, it will damage her reputation.

During this period of time, the imperial capital was extremely lively. With the influx of many young talents, Yuxianfang naturally became the most popular place for them.

When Emperor Xia was meeting the elders of the Xianmen, he could faintly hear the young Tianjiao behind him, talking about the matter of Yuxianfang through sound transmission, and planned to go to explore the mystery of it at night.

During this period of time, she was also able to relax a lot.

Tonight, after dealing with many affairs, I took four personal maids and went out of the palace in disguise, and came to Yuxianfang to see if I could get some useful news from the younger generation of the immortal sect .

Of course, she was able to relax a little these days because the Xiangguo Mansion did not continue to compete with her.

Regarding the overall situation of this Nanshou exercise, the Xiangguo Mansion also put the overall situation first and expressed its willingness to respect her opinion.

With the retreat of the Xiangguo Mansion, there was a rare situation in the court where the officials rushed to echo each other.

This also made Emperor Xia very happy, and finally had a sense of power in his hands, and all the officials bowed down.

She has been in a good mood these days.

But when I came to Yuxianfang, I started to feel bad.

Compared with places like inns, restaurants, weapon shops, and stone gambling workshops, Yuxianfang's livelyness at night exceeded her expectations. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as heaven and earth, unprecedented grand occasion.

Some luxurious and magnificent paintings and boats, as well as the best private rooms, have no seats at all, and need to be booked in advance.

The cost of the spirit stones for each Qingyuan person is as high as tens of thousands.

In the eyes of the Emperor Xia, these spirit stones are just weapons, armors, pills, and secret exercises, which can add an unknown number of soldiers to Da Xia.

It can also allow the Thousand Machines School, Tianfu Hall, and Zhanhantang to create more weapons, war bunkers, talisman seals...

These are all resources that can enhance the national strength of Daxia, but they are all used in the belly of women, and finally in the pockets of the Xiangguo Mansion.

To be honest, she was jealous.

And this is just a means for the Changlong Chamber of Commerce to collect money.

Back then, the founding monarch of Great Xia destroyed hundreds of countries and thousands of sects, and those sects fled overseas in the end, taking away an unknown amount of spiritual stone resources.

In recent years, with the emergence of the Changlong Business Alliance, channels to overseas have been opened up.

Those national sects that have occupied territory overseas, in order to trade with the mainland of Zhongtian Prefecture, can only go through the hands of the Changlong Merchant Alliance, which also makes the Changlong Merchant Alliance earn a lot of money.

Behind the Changlong Merchant Alliance, in addition to the Xiangguo Mansion, there is actually the backing of Taiyimen, the leader of the current immortal sect.

Although Emperor Xia was jealous, he had no way to deal with the checks and balances. Those big and small business groups that were backed by the royal family could only gather together to keep warm, so as not to be annexed by the Changlong Business Alliance.

"Actually, people from Taoism have also come to Yuxianfang to trouble them, but in the end it was nothing."

"Even people from the Buddhist sect have come here. Some women from Yuxianfang dressed up as Bodhisattvas to attract guests and aroused the anger of many Buddhist eminent monks..."

Following behind Emperor Xia, the maid Chunlan who was also dressed as a man said in a helpless voice.

Emperor Xia raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not respond to this.

Although Daxia admired Taoism, it was the former emperor's business. She actually didn't have a good impression of Taoism and Buddhism.

After all, the fairy gates outside the Great Xia are not controlled by the Great Xia and do not levy taxes, which is reasonable.

However, since Taoism and Buddhism promoted their teachings in the territory of Daxia, they did not abide by the rules, did not pay taxes and abide by the law, and deliberately surpassed the imperial power.

This made her very dissatisfied. After the power is in hand in the future, these two families must be allowed to return to their proper positions.

At this time, there was a loud noise on the river ahead, which suddenly caught Emperor Xia's attention.

Two young Tianjiao stood in the air, standing on the river, their robes tumbling, each of them had the aura of mana surging, and there were bursts of rays of light in their palms, they were performing deductive spells, fighting for the front.

One of them was taller and burly, exuding a heroic spirit, with the pattern of Chiming ancient school on his robe, and the breath of flames lingered around him, like a young Vulcan standing on the river.

The Chiming Ancient Sect is a well-known and ancient sect in the Great Xia Territory. The disciples in the sect are good at fire-type kung fu and supernatural powers, and their strength is extraordinary.

And this person's opponent, with a fair and handsome face, regular facial features, a blue cardigan robe, a long sword on his back, has a somewhat extraordinary swordsman demeanor, and has the logo of a Yijian Palace disciple on his body.

Several painting boats noticed the movement over there, and they had already leaned over. Many young talents also poked their heads out, looking like they were watching the excitement.

Emperor Xia glanced over, he didn't expect that there would be a conflict from the younger generation at this time, and they looked like they were about to fight.

At this time, on the empty river, a leisurely young man's voice sounded,

"During the Nanshou rehearsal, you all need to abide by the rules of Daxia. It's just a discussion, so don't hurt your temper."

One of them was on a very luxurious and gorgeous painting boat.

A noble and noble young man, leaning against the pillar on the side of the ship, with a smile on his lips, said as if he was watching a play.

Beside him, surrounded by many young men and women, all of them were surrounded by brilliance and filled with a tyrannical aura.

"Jiang Lan..."

Xia Huang narrowed his eyes and recognized Jiang Lan. He was not very surprised that he would appear in this place.

And Jiang Lan's words are indeed the rules of the imperial capital, and there is the Zhenxian Division who is responsible for supervising and inspecting.

But no matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem like he would obey the rules.

"Master Jiang, don't worry, we are just exchanging ideas, I won't hurt this guy, I just broke his bones..."

"When the time comes, he will obediently kneel and kowtow in front of you, and apologize to you."

On the surface of the river, the burly man of Chiming Ancient Sect grinned when he heard the words, and turned his head to answer.

"Hahaha……"

"Brother Sun's strength is obvious to all. Taking down this person is nothing more than a trivial matter."

Hearing this, all the young men and women around Jiang Lan laughed in agreement, as if they knew the end of the scene before them.

And on the opposite side of this painting boat.

On that jade boat, a man with delicate features, a tall and straight figure, and a light gray brocade robe looked at the scene in front of him with an ugly expression on his face. He was Xiao Teng, the third son of Zhenbei Wang Xiaohe.

He clenched his fists and made a crackling sound.

Beside him, there were also many young men and women, among them were disciples dressed in Yijian Palace costumes.

"Junior brother Zhang Yuan..." Many people showed worried expressions.

They were originally invited by Xiao Teng, the third son of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, to come to Yuxianfang for a visit, but they did not expect to encounter such troubles.

Originally, it was Xiao Teng, the third son of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, who fell in love with a nobleman and gave him enough spiritual stones. Who would have thought that when he was parading to the middle of the river, he happened to meet the painting boat on the opposite side.

The gentleman of the Qing Dynasty was even spotted by Jiang Lan, the son of the Xiangguo Mansion on the opposite side of the boat, and asked them to send him there in person.

For this, Xiao Teng naturally couldn't bear it, and he was young and vigorous.

After some verbal conflict and stimulation from the other party, a conflict arose as a result.

It just so happened that Junior Brother Zhang Yuan offended the young master of the Xiangguo Mansion at the auction that day.

(End of this chapter)