You have a new Amazon product recommendation

Chapter 9 Invitations


"Drink!

Drink!

Cough!

”At noon, somewhere in Hangzhou, in a manor.The man's shouts echoed in the courtyard repeatedly.At the same time, there was also the sound of clothes blowing in the air.Obviously, this is someone practicing.But I saw that the man who practiced the exercises was in his twenties, full of height of one zhang and hung zero, with broad shoulders and thick back, big shoulders and round waist, a neck as thick as tree roots, and a head as big as a gourd; However, his facial features are born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, ears like a treasure fan, and lips like Zhu Dan......

It's pretty good.Who is this person, you ask?

He is not someone else, it is the eldest son of the Murong family, Murong Ji.At this moment, Murong Ji was wearing a tight and neat outfit, moving and fisting in an open space; Don't look at his fat body, but his actions are very flexible, and his moves are all clear-eyed, and the sound of his fists breaking through the air is also a tiger.Seeing this, some people may feel strange: since Murong Ji is a martial arts practitioner from a martial arts family, and he doesn't look like a crop, how can he be "obese"?

Well, I can only say that people and human constitutions cannot be generalized......

Some people are born with easy weight, and they can grow fat crazy just by eating normally - Murong Ji is a person with this physique.銆愭帹鑽愪笅锛屽挭鍜槄璇fainttorture涔"湡鐨勫ソ鐢紝杩欓噷涓嬭poured 澶у 醍�诲揩鍙互璇曡瘯鍚с€ umbrella €?

/p> You said that Murong Ji didn't practice hard, in fact, he worked much harder than the brothers in the family, but he practiced hard every day, and he didn't lose weight; Then there's no way, you can't say that in order to be thin and "good-looking", you just practice on a hungry stomach, right?

That's going to ruin your body.Besides, it is not surprising that people who practiced martial arts in ancient times were even of this kind of figure; If you look at those ancient portraits, you can understand that many well-known generals have "general bellies", not to mention fat heads and big ears......

To put it bluntly, this body type met the actual needs of the time, because it was common to starve and freeze in the process of long-term marching and fighting.Murong Ji belongs to this kind of figure, he looks like a fat man, but he is not the kind of "fat" of an ordinary fat man, if he really fights, he can be very agile, and in terms of strength and ability to carry beats, he is much stronger than those who weigh less."

Drink-" Right now, after a set of boxing exercises, when it came to the final blow, Murong Ji let out a long shout, released his strength, and hit a solid punch heavily, and broke a wooden stake for practice with a snap.When the broken pile landed, Murong Ji stood still, and when his breathing gradually stabilized, a man approached him, hugged his fist at him and said, "Young Master, something happened." ”"Oh?"

Murong Ji glanced at the man, and asked with a slightly surprised tone, "Why do you need Mr.

Liu to report it in person?"

”The "Mr.

Liu" in his mouth is the right-hand man of their Murong family: this person's surname is Liu Mingming, who is in his early forties this year, and is good at using a pair of large steel tongs made of hematite, so he gave him the nickname "fire tongs".This Liu Ming, although he has a mediocre appearance and a medium stature, he is really a talent.He was originally from the grassroots, and his family had nothing to do with martial arts and officialdom, because his family was still good when he was young, his parents provided him with a few years of study, but then his father was addicted to gambling, so that the family was ruined, and he was sold to Murong's family by a relative at the age of thirteen and became a domestic servant.When you see the word "sell", some people must think that this relative is not a thing, but in fact......

In terms of the situation at that time, Liu Ming's parents had died, and the deed had already been staked by his gambler father to others, and the things in the house had been emptied by the creditors; And that relative, his own family is not rich, and he lent Liu Ming's father a lot of money at the beginning, but in the end, the relative's money will not come back, and there is such a drag bottle as Liu Ming.You asked him to take Liu Ming back to his house to raise ......

He can't open the pot in his own house, and then a half-sized son, so that his whole family will starve with you?

As soon as this was summed up, this relative thought: Or find a big family with a head and face and sell Liu Ming, on the one hand, his father's debt to me can be recovered a little, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as finding a meal for this kid......

In any case, it's better to be a domestic servant than to starve to death, right?

What about people, that's it, you say that Liu Ming's relative is a good person, then it's definitely not, saying that he has lost his conscience, it's not, he is just an ordinary person, and the choices he made were also the same as most ordinary people in that era.In this way, Liu Ming was sold into the Murong family, and after less than a year in the position of miscellaneous labor, he was transferred to the account office because of his literacy.After another year, the turning point in his life came - he was transferred to be the second young man of the Murong family at that time, that is, the scholar of the second uncle of Murong Ji.Because Liu Ming was smart and diligent, and his business was not low, he was soon appreciated by his master, who not only allowed him to read with him, but also let him learn some of the outer kung fu of the Murong family; In this way, day after day, Liu Ming climbed all the way up from the bottom, and after more than 20 years, he has now become an existence similar to the "retainer" of the Murong family.Liu Ming, who is both civil and military, not only can be regarded as a second-rate top in martial arts, but the key is that he can also play the role of "staff officer", and he can give his master a wake-up call and help him get an idea in many things.Therefore, this time Murong was from the "Raptors Crossing the River", and the family asked Liu Ming to be the bodyguard and staff officer of Young Master Murong, and they came with him.A few days ago, when Murong Ji led people to make trouble in the "West Lake Elegant Seat", it was Liu Ming who defeated Tang Weizhi who was in charge of watching the scene.As for sweeping the Sun family's various trading outlets and fish markets, Liu Ming's participation was indispensable.Speaking of which, there is one thing that is quite ironic - Liu Ming's family was ruined because of his father's gambling, although his father himself was the main reason, but the step-by-step inducement of those casinos was also "indispensable"; But now, as the Murong family has gradually developed into a gambling giant in Da Shu, Liu Ming has also stood on the position of the person who persecuted his family at the beginning, and he did his best without any entanglement......

It can only be said that people's adaptability is still strong."

Young master, there is indeed a big matter."

At this time, Liu Ming heard Murong Ji's question, and replied in a deep voice, "It is said that the young master of the Sun family, Sun Yi, is also harmonious......

I'm back in Hangzhou. ”"Huh?"

Murong Ji's expression changed slightly, "Isn't he dead?"

”"This ......

I guess the message is wrong. ”Liu Ming explained, "He has been missing before, but because time has passed and he is at sea, some people speculate that he is dead, but who knows that he suddenly appeared in Hangzhou yesterday......

In less than a day, the news of his return had stirred up a storm in the city. ”When Murong Ji heard this, he thought about it, and then let out a cold snort: "Hmph......

Okay~ It's better to be alive. ”He paused, "In the past few days, aren't all the wall grasses in the city spreading something......

'Because Sun Yihuan is dead, my Murong nationality can be rampant in Hangzhou'?"

”At this point, his expression and tone became vicious, "Bah!

Ben Shao immediately let them understand that even if the surnamed Sun was alive, he was not my Murong Ji's opponent. ”As soon as he arrived here, he heard: "Report-" After a shout, a subordinate rushed over and presented something: "Young master, the family of the Shicai Sun Mansion has sent an invitation, please take a look at it." ”"Huh?"

Hearing this, Murong Ji and Liu Ming looked at each other and exchanged glances.Two seconds later, Liu Ming took half a step forward, took the invitation, waved his hand and walked away.Immediately afterwards, Liu Ming opened the invitation to check, and Murong Ji just stood next to Liu Ming with his hands behind his back, looked into the distance and said, "What did you say?"

”Rank, Murong Ji's move is not because he is illiterate, this is just his habit as a young master of a large family......

In ancient times, it was common for a retainer to open a letter that was not very private, such as an invitation, and read it in front of the owner, and then handed it over to the owner to read.One advantage of this is that if there is a hidden weapon or poison hidden in the envelope, it is also the person who opens the letter who will be the first to be tricked."

Uh......"

According to normal terms, Liu Ming should have picked up this kind of invitation and read it, but this time, when he glanced at it, his expression became very confused, "Hiss......

What's wrong with this ......""?

”Seeing that Mr.

Liu reacted strangely, Murong Ji no longer held the shelf, but approached the other party, tilting his head to look at the letterhead.It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's stupid to look at him.The invitation sent by Sun Yihuan reads: ———— Qingai's Murong Ji: Hello, how are you doing lately?

Although we have never met, I have stopped many times for your great name.There may be mistakes between us, don't panic.On the evening of the first nine days, in the West Lake seat, I made the east, made a fish feast, and we ate and chatted.If it's a brother, come and eat fish!

Don't say it.This tribute to the grandson is also beautiful, Yongtai is two years old, and Wu Yue is picked.———— Murong Ji and Liu Ming stared at the letter for a long time, meaning that they probably understood, but they were very puzzled as to why the letter was written like this.First of all, they had never seen this format......

The sentence "Qing Ai's" is a kind of "straight ball" from a certain point of view?

And this final salute is also inexplicable.Don't talk about typos or anything......

Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net

It's also weird in terms of word choice.The most important thing is, don't you Sun family have a gentleman who can write or something?

Invitations are such things, you can find someone to write them, you don't need to be a father-in-law to go into battle in person!

But Brother Sun's idea was different, he felt that he was more "sincere" in handwriting, so he specially found Mr.

Xue, and on the basis of his own words and sentences, he asked the other party to guide how to write the words, and at the same time scribbled there......

Considering that there was no correction fluid or anything in those years, sometimes his hands were faster than Mr.

Xue's mouth, and in the end, this invitation became like this.When Sun Yihuan just finished writing this invitation this morning, Xue Tui's blood pressure was high, and he held his head and said that his head injury was not healed, so he hurriedly went back to the room and lay down.Brother Sun didn't care, so he really dared to pack up this thing and send it out.So, Murong Ji and Liu Ming saw the above contents......

"Well......"

After a while, Murong Ji put aside the writing problem of the letter, and after tasting the purpose of the invitation, he read to Liu Ming, "This is clearly a Hongmen banquet......

It's not good. ”Liu Ming, on the other hand, bowed slightly, raised his eyes to look at Murong Ji, and cautiously reminded, "Young Master, let's ......

It's the 'comer'. ”