On Qiqiao Pavilion, the dancers who were dancing gracefully had retreated, and the stage began to be put up and the theater scene was arranged. The Yan State sang Yan's tune, which was about heroic events and heroic scores. It was very different from the Fengyue Tan Ci of Qing State and the Killing and Battle of Wei State. The Yan State's theme is more about personal heroism.

Most of the officials in Qiqiao Pavilion like to listen to a few Yan songs. When they saw the scene on the stage, someone shouted: "Is this going to sing "One Sword Meeting"?"

"Single Swordsman", the hero praised by him is naturally the second brother Guan, who was later praised as the "martial saint".

According to Yan's rules, before each scene, a small corner with a bright voice should be raised, which will refresh the voice, so that those who listen to the play can enter the smell first, but it cannot be too bright, and you must not be overwhelmed by the protagonist who appears later. Therefore, the first one who goes on stage to express his voice should not be too cowardly or too strong.

The stage was erected, and a loud voice came up, dressed in a mask. It was Guan Erye’s pawn Zhou Cang. He began to sing resembles, but his voice was very bright. As soon as he opened his voice, someone would scream immediately.

Master Xiao leaned on the big chair, squinted his eyes, beat the clock in his hands, and finally joined in light. Han Xuandao also stroked his beard and listened. Among everyone present, these two were considered real drama fans.

When Ximen Leizang saw that the person who was already on the stage with his voice on his face, he whispered to Fan Yunao: "Sir Fan, everyone here will listen first. I'll take you to see the ink treasures I have collected."

Fan Yunao immediately nodded and said, "Okay, let's go now." He whispered to Han Xuandao beside him: "Master Han will taste it here first, and I will go back."

At that moment, Fan Yunao followed Ximen Leizang out of the garden. Ximen Leizang must not say a small separation to everyone and ask everyone to have fun. Then he took Fan Yunao away and even instructed his servants: "Close the garden gate, don't let anyone go in and disturb you, please send someone to guard outside the garden gate, and no one can go in without authorization."

He seemed very serious. After all, there are now the main figures of the five major families of Xiao, He, Hu, Han, and Su in this garden, and some senior officials of the five major families. Even the Fan family still has two or three senior officials, just like the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple and the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, who are all important officials of the Fan family.

It was precisely because the Sima Mansion gathered a lot of VIP guests today that the cabinet ordered the two hundred elite soldiers from the Leopard Camp to guard the mansion. There was no doubt that in case, the major families also ambushed their secret guards in the dark outside the mansion. From a certain perspective, today's banquet should be very safe, and the Ximen Mansion was also protected like an iron barrel.

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"Zhou Cang" on the Qiqiao Pavilion stage hummed for a long time, opened his voice, and heard a gong sound. Six little characters wearing masks playing various roles came from the backstage, including "Lu Su". Lu Su sat down on the stage case, and two little characters stood behind him. There were also cases opposite, and the six people sat down on both sides.

After these six people came up, six Wu Dan holding big swords came up "rubbingly", waved the flag of the opera, performed a few martial arts moves, and then stood in front of the stage, three left and three on the right, looking very majestic. The three martial artists on the left were only a few steps away from Master Xiao who was sitting in the front.

Then another person slowly came up from behind, with a phoenix-eyed, blushed face, and beautiful beard. It was Guan Erye who walked onto the stage with great momentum. The open-sounding "Zhou Cang" followed again, carrying Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Xiao Huaijin laughed and said, "Now these opera props are well made. Look at the knives of these guys and the Master's Qinglong sword, they all look like they are real."

"Fake is true and true, drama is like life. Sometimes drama is true, but true is drama..." Master Xiao said calmly: "Looking back, no one knows what is true and what is false!"

His voice is quite vicissitudes, with a high position, power, prestige, and height, but one day he will not live in intrigue and deception. Master Xiao may have the deepest understanding of the true falsehood, falsehood, and reality of the world.

Mr. Guan Er on the stage had already started singing, his voice was very loud and powerful. Those who knew Lin Yuan's voice had already heard that the voice was the voice of a famous actor in the Zizhong Town Garden of Houlin Opera Garden.

As soon as the voice was opened, everyone shouted. Lin Yuan's acting skills were not in vain.

The Qiqiao Pavilion had already quieted down, and only Lin Yuan was heard singing, while "Zhou Cang" carrying the Qinglong Yanyue Sword behind him was indecisive. As Lin Yuan took steps, he slowly leaned towards the front desk.

Hearing Lin Yuan screaming, the six Wu Dans in front of the platform were holding big swords tightly, waving them, and shouting in their mouths. At first glance, the sword light was cold and quite terrifying.

The swords flying on the stage, Hu Xuexin, who was under the stage, suddenly frowned and leaned close to Han Xuanchang and whispered: "Son-in-law, I look at the big swords on the stage, and they all look like real ones. They don't look like props, but they look like real steel knives!"

Han Xuanchang frowned, looked carefully, and murmured, "Really Knife?" His expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something. He turned around and saw that the gate of the garden was closed tightly. He looked around. Except for the five tables of guests and the actors performing on the stage, the servants of the Ximen family had disappeared at some point. There was an extremely strange atmosphere wandering in the garden.

Han Xuanchang's heart sank and looked at Hu Xuexin. He only saw that Hu Xuexin seemed to have noticed something, his expression was a little weird. Before Han Xuanchang could speak, Hu Xuexin had come over and whispered: "He won't have that courage, right?"

The "he" in Hu Xuexin's mouth naturally refers to Ximen Leizang.

Han Xuanchang looked solemn, and had already clenched his fists. The cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked at the actors on the stage and whispered: "Uncle, I'm afraid that someone is really brave today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the "Zhou Cang" on the stage shouting: "Ambush 100,000 soldiers, kill all the enemies in one move, and have no regrets even if he dies!" As he shouted, he suddenly raised the Qinglong Yanyue sword on his shoulder and jumped off the stage. The sword in his hand had been raised, and the cold light was faint. In everyone's shocked eyes, he chopped down Master Xiao, who was sitting quietly on the big chair.

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Fan Yunao followed Ximen Leizang to the academy of Ximen Mansion. As soon as he entered the yard, Fan Yunao saw a group of burly Ximen generals in the yard, each of whom looked solemn, as if waiting for something. When he saw Ximen Leizang and the others came in, they immediately bowed and bowed.

Ximen Leizang waved his hand calmly, "You all go!"

The group of people agreed, as if they had received an extremely important task, and said in unison: "Yes!" They rushed out of the yard like a wolf or a tiger.

Fan Yunao frowned and was quite confused. He looked at Ximen Leizang, and saw that Ximen Leizang's expression was also quite strange and he was even more suspicious.

Ximen Leizang had already smiled and pulled Fan Yunao's hand and said, "Mr. Fan, the ink treasures I collected are wonderful paintings. Come with me to see!" He pulled Fan Yunao into the bookstore, pointed to the big table in the main hall and said, "It's here!"

On the table, there was a large scroll of painting. Fan Yunao walked up to look with his hands on his back, but saw a blank piece of paper. Although the scroll was huge, there was no trace of ink on it.

"What does this mean?" Fan Yunao frowned and looked at Ximen Leizang in confusion.

Ximen Leizang stood opposite Fan Yunao, pointed to the blank scroll and asked, "Can Lord Fan see what this painting is?"

Fan Yunao frowned, thinking about something, looked up at Ximen Leizang, showed a faint smile, and said, "Is Lord Ximen joking with Fan?"

Ximen Leizang shook his head and said, "Mr. Fan, this is a picture of "Picture of Running Horses on the Grassland"!"

"Picture of Running Horses on the Grassland?" Fan Yunao smiled faintly and said, "Where is the grass?"

"Eated by a horse!"

"Where is the horse?"

"Swallowed by the wolves!"

"Where is that wolf pack?" Fan Yunao frowned.

"Massacre by hunters!"

"Where is the hunter?"

Ximen Leizang's expression turned solemn: "Have left with their prey!"

Of course Fan Yunao was not a stupid person. Ximen Leizang was mysterious. He immediately felt that there was a big problem. He frowned and suddenly flashed sharp light in his eyes. He looked directly at Ximen Leizang's eyes and said lightly: "What does Lord Ximen mean?"

Ximen Leizang said: "Mr. Fan, you and I are in charge of the Ministry of War. Although you are my boss, I have always admired your character. My Ximen Leizang is a martial artist and he is not willing to hide his head and tail when speaking. If you have any words, I will just say it... All the time, my Ximen family is the grass in this painting, and can only be swallowed by others, but due to their own strength, they cannot resist. After the battle in Bozhou County, the situation of my Ximen family was getting worse and worse. The Xiao family pressed step by step to fight our Ximen family to death, while other families were sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, which was to watch our Ximen family decline day by day until they finally disappeared into the territory of Yan State...!"

Fan Yunao looked at Ximen Leizang coldly and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Since I, Ximen Leizang, is a descendant of the Ximen family, I will not watch my family be bullied!" Ximen Leizang clenched his fists. The peaceful face he tried his best to hide was restored to his domineering aura he should have, and an angry look flashed in his eyes: "They don't want me to live, so I naturally can't want them to live!"

Fan Yunao seemed to have a premonition, his hands formed into palms, and the blue veins on his back raised: "Ximen Leizang, what do you want to do?"

Ximen Leizang laughed loudly, as if crazy: "I want them to die... they all become corpses!"
Chapter completed!