The young man pouted in disbelief, "I don't believe it" This Yang Mansion is much more luxurious than Yang Rui imagined, the building is still very new, the mountains are close to the water, the environment is quiet, in front of the hall, the maids are lined up, and the banquet has been prepared.
Wei Zizheng quit early to join his brother and came to such a big place alone, although these people were more enthusiastic than they imagined on the surface, Yang Rui still felt a trace of coldness and discomfort in his heart.
"This is Yang Rui."
The man in the black robe walked out of the main hall, with a natural smile on his face, with a trace of elegance and a restrained aura when he walked, even Yang Rui could hardly detect his true realm.
"Brother Yang, this is my father Yang Qihua," Yang Zihao introduced.
"Junior Yang Rui, I've seen the Lord of the Yang Mansion," he bowed slightly.
"No formality, Yang Rui, when you come to Yang's house, you just treat it as if this is your own home, you don't need to be so polite," the middle-aged man hurriedly said.
"Brother Yang, sit here" Yang Zihao took Yang Rui into the table, and Yang Yongde disappeared as soon as he returned home.
Yang Qihua sat on the main seat, and the banquet extended from his left and right to both sides, Yang Rui sat first on his left hand, and Yang Zihao sat first on his right hand.
Yang Yi and Yang Kexin sat next to Yang Rui, and the little girl was quite clingy to him.
"Open Table" The butler shouted, and then the people began to serve the food one after another.
There are all kinds of "delicacies from the mountains and seas", which are completely unimaginable to Yang Rui, and there are almost no things that have been eaten in the yang world.
Flying in the sky, running on the ground, filling a whole table.
"Brother Yang, junior brother Yang Zijie respects you a glass, thank you for saving my sister" On the right side of Yang Zihao, the young man in white stood up with a smile, polite and polite, quite elegant, holding the wine glass with both hands, very respectful, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Yang Qihua.
At first glance, Yang Rui still has a good impression of him, at least his smile is not pretentious.
"It's a small thing, it's not enough to worry about it" "After all, everyone is in the Yang family's lineage, isn't it," he said with a smile.
"Yes, everyone is Yang Huaide, the younger brother of the Yang family, and I also salute Brother Yang."
For a while, the children and grandchildren of the Yang family began to toast Yang Rui one after another, and more than 50 people dined at one meal, which was enough to see the exuberance of the Yang family's incense.
Yang Rui was a little impressed.
"I heard that Brother Yang fought with Jiao Qing and Zhang Bohai, and he also seriously injured Jiao Qing, it is worthy of the blood of my Yang family, and the strength is against the sky," a young man said with a look of admiration.
"The Yang family, there are no weak people."
Yang Rui smiled indifferently.
When everyone heard this, they all should drink, "There is no weak person in the Yang family, everyone toasts Brother Yang with a cup" Yang Zihao raised his glass and said.
"Brother Yang, I also toast you" Yang Yi raised her glass with both hands and said respectfully, she was twenty-five years old, and she was actually older than Yang Rui, but Yang Rui lied about her age of twenty-six.
After all, it is obviously too terrifying to have such terrifying strength in your early twenties.
"Thank you Brother Yang for your rescue" She drank it all, very bold, showing the style of a female general of the Yang Sect.
"Big brother, Ke Xin also respects you" The little girl poured herself a glass of wine, and poured the wine glass into her mouth, and when the liquor entered her throat, she suddenly jumped up, calling "spicy" and her little face suddenly turned crimson.
Apparently she doesn't drink.
Looking at the appearance of the little girl, everyone laughed, and Yang Rui also laughed.
Although I know that there are many ghosts in this open-mouthed face, there are still many people who respect Yang Rui from the bottom of their hearts.
At least the descendants of the Yang family in Xiling are much better than those sons and daughters of the Yang family in the ancient city.
He hadn't felt this kind of atmosphere for a long time.
After three rounds of drinking, fortunately, Yang Rui has some alcohol, which is not a gaffe.
"Alas, this man is old, and he is a little drunk after drinking a little wine."
Yang Qihua said suddenly, stood up as he spoke, and it didn't look like he was pretending, "Zihao, Zijie, Yi'er, you should accompany Yang Rui well, and I will go back to the house to rest first." ” "Okay Dad, leave it to us here" Yang Rui stood up and gave his hand out of the courtesy of the juniors to the elders.
"Brother Yang doesn't need to be formal, sit," Yang Zihao said.
Yang Rui then sat down again.
"Brother Yang, I heard that you are from the yang world, is it fun to be in the yang world" A little girl stared at Yang Rui with a curious expression.
Yang Rui smiled and replied, "It's not bad, you can go and see if you have the opportunity." ” "I've heard that the yang world is very beautiful, and I've always wanted to go, but I haven't been" The little girl looked at Yang Rui with fascination, "Brother Yang, can you tell me about it?"
"Ahem."
At this time, Yang Zihao on the side coughed lightly twice, and the little girl suddenly sat back with some loss.
"It's okay, I'll tell you when I'm free."
"En" The girl nodded heavily.
"Brother Yang, you are so strong, can you teach us some skills" A young man said loudly.
"That's right, Brother Yang, I heard the third grandfather say that you are a descendant in the yang world, then you will definitely ask the Yang family to learn the spirit and the spirit of detention, can you show us it" The young man's eyes widened and his face was full of anticipation.
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Yang Zihao was eating on the side and did not interrupt him.
Obviously, this play should have been written and directed by him.
"Display, there is no way to show it" Yang Rui smiled and shook his head, "The spirit of detention asks the god to sign a contract with the soul, and I don't even have a soul here."
Yang Rui replied.
"I see, then in this way, Brother Yang will know these two unique skills."
Everyone looked at Yang Rui expectantly.
Yang Rui took a bite of the dish and nodded slightly.
"Can you teach us," a younger boy suddenly excited.
As soon as these words came out, Yang Zihao glanced at him, and the latter immediately shrank his head.
"I'm sorry, I can't teach, and I can't teach" Yang Rui smiled on his face, calm, and refused.
When Yang Zihao and Yang Zilong heard this, many people's faces obviously had some unhappy changes.
"Why can't we all be in the Yang family's lineage?"
The young man's face turned a little ugly and he asked.
"Brother Yang, don't you look down on us" Yang Zilong's face sank and snorted coldly.
"Yang Zilong, pay attention to the tone of your speech" Yang Yi immediately shouted angrily, Yang Rui is her life-saving benefactor, she understands the true purpose of this banquet, and hopes that Yang Rui can teach the Yang family the spirit technique and the spirit of detention, but she doesn't want anyone to be disrespectful to him.
"Hehe, cousin, what's wrong with my tone, am I not telling the truth?"
"Hmph, in his heart, I'm afraid he looks down on our Yang family at all":