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Chapter 120: Jianghu Dream

This is called striking while the iron is hot. Before Wen Hao and Pu Xiang had time to object, the grand ceremony was ordered, and there was no room for them to go back on their word.

You didn't refuse on the spot, but you want to go back on your word afterwards? Does Xue Qingqiu's Star Soul Yun Miao really look good?

After becoming an affiliated sect under the witness of Lingzhou Jianghu, there is no possibility of repentance... So this matter is really settled, annexing a sect, just in a mere banquet.

The reason why it was three days later was because Xue Qingqiu said that he would retreat for three days, and this kind of grand ceremony would obviously not be possible without her. In three days, it happened to send people to inform the families in Lingzhou to prepare for the ceremony.

After leaving Koufulou, Xue Mu didn't go to Yanzhifang anymore, and asked Zhuo Qingqing to get a medicinal bath and take it back to the mansion.

Soaking himself in the tub, Xue Mu leaned on the rim of the tub exhaustedly thinking, going through today's events. There should be nothing wrong with Wen Hao's terrified attitude... As long as Pu Xiang can really find out appropriate anti-counterfeiting measures, then he will immediately contact Xia Houdi to complete the beginning of this two-place exchange.

I believe that Xia Houdi's eyes will see the huge energy contained here, and he will push it without saying anything.

In addition to this matter, there is also the need to contact Li Yingqing, the master of the Shenji Sect, to discuss the production of phonographs. Both of them need to go through Xia Houdi. In other words, I'm going to visit An Sifang early tomorrow morning, hoping that he didn't go to Lingguang County to investigate the disappearance of the livestock. It should be okay to send people to deal with such a mess, right?

In addition, visiting Zhang's family has to be on the agenda, not for a mere ring business. What Wen Hao thought was right. Xue Mu and Zhang Botao set up the so-called cooperation ring business at that time. The real intention was to establish a business line with Zonghengdao, so that they could at least stay out of the dispute in the future. is the best.

Although he is also not used to the unscrupulous profiteers of Zonghengdao, especially the modern people who have suffered from it, but he has to eat one bite at a time, and he has to use Zonghengdao first. If it is not pleasing to the eye, we will talk about it later ...

It's really tiring to be a counselor, especially for someone like me who has to practice martial arts and make calculations. I really want to split one person into two. To put it bluntly, he is not a real strategist, he is far from any kind of ingenious calculation and exhaustive strategy, but he just uses a more advanced thinking mode and vision, and at most, he has some experience in knowing people's hearts due to his career. In terms of specific calculations, it is actually quite difficult, so I can only force myself to think more and be more thoughtful.

Fortunately, I am more used to soaking medicine now, and it basically doesn't hurt much. There is no loss in soaking in the bucket, but I can close my eyes and rest.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Xue Mu muffled, "Meng Lan, rub my head for me, it's really swollen."

After waiting for a few seconds for no response, Xue Mu suddenly remembered that Meng Lan was studying piano music with others in Yanzhifang, and the one taking care of her own medicine right now is...Zhuo Qingqing?

He was about to say sorry, but suddenly he felt two slender hands pressing on his temples, slowly kneading them.

"Uh..." Xue Mu was a little embarrassed: "I forgot that Meng Lan wasn't here."

"It's nothing, it's what a bodyguard should do." Zhuo Qingqing's voice was very gentle: "Actually...uh, it's nothing."

After saying half of this, Xue Mu was stunned for a moment, without thinking too much, subconsciously followed: "Actually what?"

In fact, even if you want to wait on the bed, no one else has anything to say... Zhuo Qingqing gave him an annoyed look, but didn't say anything. But soon his eyes became complicated again, and he said in a low voice: "To be honest, I will always feel sincere admiration when I follow you. During this mere meal and banquet, subduing the Yanyang sect will end our thirteen years of struggle." Resentment...every time I think about it, Qingqing will think that the young master is a god who came down to help us?"

Xue Mu smiled and said, "I don't dare to take credit for this. The main reason is that the deterrent power of our beautiful suzerain is too strong. Wen Hao turned pale with fright when he heard her name."

"But the suzerain did not succeed in conquering the hearts of the people, so it was not officially accepted as a vassal. You asked me about Yinzhuang that day, and you have already decided on a strategy to subdue the Yanyang sect? Wu Qingqing is still thinking that you have nothing to do. What are the things for... Using music and Yinzhuang to accurately break down the most important things in their hearts, so that they are so confused that they can't even speak out against it. The ultimate." Zhuo Qingqing sighed: "If Qingqing is in the position of son, even with the background of the sect and the function of the city lord, most likely nothing will be achieved."

Xue Mu laughed and said: "It doesn't make much sense to say nice things. Qingqing, you are different from others. You have management experience, and your vision and insight are better than theirs. In the future, you can remind me a little more. My personal experience is still a bit difficult. .”

Zhuo Qingqing said softly: "I will do my best."

"By the way, when it comes to the banquet, I have something to ask you."

"Sir, please tell me."

"I didn't drink very much before, but after practicing for a few days, I don't feel much when I drink. Strong people like you have cultivated to the soul, can you get drunk after drinking?"

Zhuo Qingqing smiled sweetly and said, "My lord, don't you know that there are two types of drinking."

"Huh? Which two kinds?"

"Participating wine, and sincere wine."

Xue Mu laughed loudly: "Understood."

His smile at the moment is really hearty, and it belongs to the kind of comfort that solves the confusion.

Since time travelling, he has been exploring all aspects of this world, but due to the short time, limited contact, and priorities, many things are clearly in front of him and he has not delved into them.

Such as diet.

When he first arrived, he paid attention to the diet in Baihuayuan. At that time, I felt that the taste was very good, and the fermented rice was also very distinctive. After all, this matter was not urgent, so it was left behind.

In fact, he has always been curious, in a world where the strong are like self-propelled nuclear bombs, can wine really be intoxicating?

If you can't get drunk, what's the difference between wine and tea?

Zhuo Qingqing told him very simply and clearly that as long as he really wanted to experience the taste of alcohol, he would not use his kung fu to resist alcohol. Socializing, maybe it's like juice.

Xue Mu sighed softly, and muttered to himself: "I must find a day to give myself a holiday and get drunk."

Zhuo Qingqing was a little surprised: "My lord has such an idea?"

Xue Mu said in a low voice: "Do you know, the Jianghu dream in my heart since childhood."

Zhuo Qingqing stopped the massage without blinking: "What is it?"

"Swords and rivers and lakes carry wine, with a slender waist and light palms." Xue Mu laughed: "Some people are obsessed with martial arts, and I laugh at them for being biased. But now, Xue Mu, I am biased, so how can I be better? You can’t have both.”

Zhuo Qingqing continued to massage with her slender hands, and said after a long time: "Young master's Jianghu dream will come true. Qingqing is willing to accompany you to fight the rivers and lakes."

In the end, her voice became as thin as a mosquito. The more Zhuo Qingqing said, the more regretful she felt, and her face became hot. In the context of Xue Mu's sentence, she said she was willing to fight swords with him. Who should the waist be?

In vain laughing at other people's vixen, isn't he quite virtuous? The only thing that can convince herself that she is better than others is that she really admires Xue Mu, not someone else's purposeful hookup.

I was wondering how Xue Mu should react, but there was no response for a long time. I looked down and saw that Xue Mu had fallen asleep leaning on the edge of the bucket.

Zhuo Qingqing silently helped him up, wiped him clean and carried him to bed, secretly relieved, it would be better if he didn't hear, so as not to be embarrassed... It's better to be the commander of the personal guard, and don't think about what's there or what's not.