Three-pot porridge and naan

"Boss Zhu hosted a banquet on the second day of August. He actually wanted to choose a good husband for his daughter, so everyone in the world and in the officialdom, as long as he knew and had some acquaintances, he invited them."

"Boss Zhu started his career as a dart runner, and he has met a lot of people from all over the world, so he should have invited a lot of people." Someone asked.

"It's natural, but Boss Zhu wants to save face and has no eyesight. Some people he recognizes are good and bad, and the good and the bad are mixed. Red eye, if there is a fight, the old man will not know, even if there is a fight, Boss Zhu will suppress it." Old man Liao said while rubbing his chin, and suddenly he noticed Wandong who was sitting not far away.

"Little Wandong, you haven't been to the teahouse for a long time, what are you up to lately?"

"Helping my aunt pick chestnuts, I went back to Xue's Village." Wandong smiled faintly, and walked over to put the wine in front of old man Liao, "It's from sorghum. The millet you like hasn't been brewing recently."

Old man Liao quickly said: "Sorghum is also available, as long as Xiao Wandong thinks about me, hehehe."

"By the way, old man Liao, the Zhu family in the north of the city you just mentioned is the place where the girl who died in the mirage on the fourth day of August went to dance?" Wandong asked suddenly.

Old man Liao wondered why Wandong asked such a question, and said with a smile, "Why are you interested in this?"

"To be honest, when the mirage accident happened on the fourth day of August, I was eating in the Old Eight Immortals restaurant. There was a little noise, so I was noticed."

"That's right." Old man Liao nodded, "The girl who died in the mirage was indeed invited by the Zhu family to dance."

"I think it's strange. I saw four or five girls dancing in that building. Why did Boss Zhu's people only invite that girl?"

"Because that girl is the most beautiful and dances the best." Someone interjected.

Wandong just smiled.

This reason seems to be so, but it's not right, Hu Xuanwu still has to fight with others to have a higher appreciation value, just invite a dancer to dance, it's so boring...

"You don't know, Boss Zhu doesn't like to watch people dance, he doesn't even like to listen to music, so I wonder why the people from the Zhu family invite dancers to come over, and besides, if it's just for fun, the few bosses Zhu received A younger student who dances a sword is also very pretty... So I told you that this girl might have been invited for a guest, not for Boss Zhu."

Wan Dong narrowed his eyes, he felt that what this person said was reasonable.

The person who used three days of eating marrow to Gao Lili was the guest of the Zhu family's banquet that day.Perhaps it was because of this guest that the Zhu family invited Gao Lili to dance.

Today is the sixth day of the lunar new year, and four days have passed since the banquet at Zhu's house. I don't know if it's too late to go to Zhu's house.

"Old man Liao, I'll come to see you another day. I have something to say and I'm leaving first." Wandong said as he walked out of the teahouse.

At the gate of the Zhu family in the north of the city.

"Who are you? Do you have a greeting card?"

"Someone in your house invited me over. I'm a doctor."

"Doctor? Who will invite the doctor?"

"I've brought all the medicines, go in and get a pulse and then leave." Wan Dong smiled and shook the medicine bag in his hand.

"..." After thinking about it carefully, the young lady seems to be ill. Maybe it's because the young lady's maid went out to look for the doctor and dared not tell anyone?

"For fear of disturbing the guests in the house, you can at least stay for a stick of incense, so hurry up." See if the courtyard finally let Wandong in.

Wandong randomly grabbed a boy over and asked him where all the guests in the house lived?

The boy was pushed against the corner by him, staring at his pretty face with flushed face, unable to speak a word for a long time.

Wandong supported his forehead and waved him away.

The servant didn't leave either, and still looked at him with a red face.

Wandong sighed, "If you don't go, I'll go." Just as he got up, the boy said, "I'll take you there, brother fairy."

"..."

Wandong: So I'm a fairy?

The boy looked at him after walking a few steps, and compared Wandong with the beauties he had seen in the past few days, and this little brother was the winner!

"Who are you looking for, little brother? I'll take you there."

"Then let me ask you, is there anyone particularly powerful in your house?"

"A powerful person?" The servant was a little puzzled.

"That's...for example, the ones that can fly, the ones that are very strong, or the ones that hold a sword and look very... domineering." Wandong nodded secretly, so he should be able to understand now.

"Have!"

The boy blushed and said, "It's not just one, they fought in the pomegranate garden a few days ago, and they fought for a long time."

Because no one in the house said this, the young man still feels that the scene he saw that day was a bit unreal.

"Is that so..."

Wandong didn't stay for long when a patrolling guard told him to go out.

at night.

Sitting on the roof of a certain courtyard of the Zhu family, Wandong lamented why the walls of the Zhu family's courtyard were so high, causing him to use his internal strength again.

"..."

When Wandong rested for a while and was about to go to the direction where the guests of Zhu's house lived, he saw a dark shadow come in from the wall of Zhu's courtyard.

In the middle of the night, there are like-minded people.

Wandong slightly hooked the corners of her lips, turned over and hid herself.

The black shadow disappeared on the roof with a "whoosh", Wandong was puzzled for a moment, this person's qinggong is not weak, he may have discovered it too carelessly, if this person just climbed over the wall without stopping, he would May be unaware of the arrival.

Wandong paused for a while before he dared to follow the shadow.

The black shadow disappeared on the roof not far away. Isn't that where the Zhu family arranged for the guests to live?It's a guest of the Zhu family, that's right.

Wandong jumped to that roof, raised his true energy, held his breath, and soon he stopped on a roof.

Not long after he heard movement in the room, he fixed his eyebrows slightly, reached out and took off half of the tile, and saw a man in the room undoing his belt, and a beautiful woman on the couch had already laid down and propped her head Look at the man.

"..." Wandong still pretended to be expressionless, put the half tile back silently, and stood up slowly.

After being silent for a while, he dodged, and he no longer knew where he was going.

"..."

When Wandong reappeared, it was in Zhu's pomegranate grove, and he stayed there for a long time before returning to his senses.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard soft voices coming from the forest.

"Mr. Zixian, were you passing by outside the house that day?"

The woman's voice is clear and pleasant, her demeanor is cool and elegant, and she should be around her age.

"No."

The man's voice was low and gentle, and he was dressed in a gray robe under the moonlight, with an elegant demeanor.

"No, I can clearly see the shadow outside the door, it's you, Mr. Zixian."

"Miss Zhu can't wrong people like this."

"Whether I wronged you or not, Mr. Zixian knows very well." The woman's voice gradually became colder, with a thin smile on her lips.

The man was still calm, and he slowly opened his lips: "The person who made the attack that day was Mr. Yan, Miss Zhu should be very clear in her heart, I don't know where I offended Miss Zhu, why must I place the blame on me. "

Zhu Lenghe still had that calm demeanor of not being angry and arrogant, it seemed that the two of them didn't care about the other's sophistry, but spoke their own words.

"I only believe that the figure outside the house is you, Fang Zixian."

"Miss Zhu, Mr. Yan is not yours, is it?" If Fang Zixian was wronged, his expression would be too calm.

Fang Zixian?

Wan Dong was slightly taken aback, so this person is the eldest son of Libai Jianzhuang, the No. 17 sword master of Libai Sword on the list of Jianghu weapons.