Chapter 67: The whole building is full of enemies [Part 2]

"Isn't it a limerick? It's so wonderful! I can drink well!" I don't know the sound from there, full of irony. However, it was obvious that he was quite afraid of Zhao Qian's power and did not dare to show his face.

"A gentleman is open and honest, but a villain is always worried! I just look at you villains. What is the power of hypocrites?" Zhao Qian was also scolded and was pissed off. Under the gaze of the big shopkeeper who was worried that something would happen, he quickly stepped into the alum building.

The four imperial guards in iron armor immediately dismounted, but this time Zhao Qian tidied up his clothes and said calmly and confidently: "You just dismount and wait! No need to follow!"

"But Prince, if there is..." Li Lizhong became nervous immediately.

Before Li Lizhong finished speaking, Zhao Qian was already carrying his hands on his back, and said with a righteous look on his face: "No need! I am a gentleman, and I have the blessing of heaven and heaven, why are you afraid of harming me?"

"Shameless!" This time it was a female voice, with a hint of hoarseness, not nice, but it had a taste. However, Zhao Feng had enemies all over the world, and it was not surprising that there were women.

After all, when she was young, the development of girls was even better than that of boys. When it comes to fighting, there were no worse than that of boys. Because my younger brother was bullied, there were many girls who asked Zhao Qian to take revenge.

In fact, it is precisely because of this reason that Zhao Qin is now fourteen years old, but he has not decided on a marriage. Needless to say, the common woman, the children of nobles of all 10 have been bullied by Zhao Qin. Or have they heard the rumors that Zhao Qin was maliciously distorted, how many would they want their own women to marry such a prince?

Zhao Qian raised his head proudly and said, "I don't want to respond if you hide your head and reveal your tail! Do dogs bark at people, do people want to bark back?"

Zhao Jin, who was practicing martial arts, had a considerable lung capacity, and he was deliberately speaking louder. Not only did everyone on the Alum Tower hear it, but he was still listening carefully.

A woman angrily poked her body out of the window, and her appearance was not bad. She could get at least 80% of the 100-point system. However, the beauty has a bad attitude towards Zhao Qian at the moment. Her pretty face turned red and she cursed: "Zhao Xiaoqi! You dare to scold my aunt, wait! There is something nice to you later!"

Zhao Qian was a little confused. Why did this woman seem to have never seen her before? When did she offend her? Maybe she might have forgotten it.

Zhao Qian was too lazy to stand downstairs and talk to these guys. He was not trying to talk, but looked up and scolded them, feeling like he looked up at these playboys.

Not far from entering the gate, I saw a wooden ladder. The shopkeeper reached out to lead the way with a warm face. Zhao Jin went up the second floor and turned a corner to the hall where the poetry meeting was held. The Dangyang County Lord is really rich, and he holds the next floor to hold the poetry meeting. The hall is full of lanterns. When you look closely, there are riddles on the lanterns, which look very elegant.

In addition to these ladies from home, there are also teams of beautiful maids. The singing girls walked and the sound of silk and bamboo was endless.

The banquet was set up in the hall, and the scholars and girls looked for their own positions to sit down according to their opinions. The middle was left for the singers, and famous prostitutes were all used for their performances. The private room was temporarily dismantled, but there were three walls, which made the guests feel that everyone was quite equal, because everyone was sitting in the same place, and no one was sitting in the private room or something.

When Zhao Jin stepped into the hall, the hall, which was originally pretending to be nothing, was immediately unnatural. Although the beautiful famous prostitute who performed the art was still playing the piano, if you look carefully, you can find that she was secretly looking at Zhao Jin, with a hint of charm between her eyebrows and eyes.

Others at the poetry meeting, either secretly, pretending to be disdainful, or calm, couldn't help but put some of their minds on Zhao Qian to the point of view.

"Where is the master? Why don't you come to arrange the guests' seats?" Zhao Qian didn't know how to write the word "polite" and asked domineeringly.

A woman in her 20s stood up, wearing a green silk carpet shirt, and a snow-white fox fur scarf around her neck, smiling. The distance was a bit far, and Zhao Qian couldn't see the other person's appearance, but she just felt white! She was even whiter than Liu Yuanbo, the big fat man, as charming as a piece of white jade, with a shiny nose, an oval face, and a snowy neck.

Zhao Qian estimated that this woman should be the lord of Dangyang County, but she was younger than Zhao Qian imagined. Zhao Qian thought that this lord of Dangyang County should be a lonely mature woman. She was at least thirty years old, but she didn't expect that she was only around twenty years old!

However, the figure of Dangyang County Lord is less than that of some mature women. Although he is in the building and has a fire plate to warm up, he is still thicker in winter and his clothes are thicker. Even so, he still cannot wrap up the plump figure of Dangyang County Lord. Zhao Qin's observation of the round ball is afraid that he can't hold two-thirds of the ball with one hand.

When Zhao Qin looked at the Dangyang County Lord with his eyes randomly, the Dangyang County Lord also looked at Zhao Qin curiously. What surprised Dangyang County Lord was that Zhao Qin, who was arrogant, vulgar, strange in character, and idiot among the people, could almost deny these comments just by looking at his appearance.

After a year of development, Zhao Jin has become taller and has a slightly thin figure, but this has not affected Zhao Jin's beauty. Instead, it gives people a safe and credible feeling. His white face has a sword-like eyebrows that are as cold as a sharp sword. His eyes are bright, but not arrogant. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling, which is very charming.

Not even the little woman couldn't help but exclaim slightly, but soon realized that she was not doing this well. She quickly stretched out her hand and pressed her mouth, but her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jin for a few more glances.

Someone couldn't help but whisper. "What a handsome little man!"

A woman had just secretly cursed Zhao Feng for being arrogant and domineering, but now she has starry eyes. "So domineering!"

"No! I didn't expect this strange prince to be so beautiful!"

Now men and women are sitting around. How could those noble children not be jealous after hearing these words? The eyes of Zhao Qian were even more hatred. If they hadn't known Zhao Qian's identity and Zhao Qian's martial arts, many people would have been unable to help but go up and beat Zhao Qian up.

"Little lady, this is polite!" Zhao Qian is always gentlemanly to the beauty, and he is not as domineering as a noble child before, but rather modest and polite.

For a moment, the nobles in the hall all had an illusion that King Yan Zhao would not have transferred the contract, right?
Chapter completed!