Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

How could Xiao Chongjing not see it, it's just that there is really no one around him who can be used!

The Qing King and the Jing Yu King are both spoiled princes who are never satisfied with what they eat and are incompetent at everything.

The bloodline of the Xiao family has been passed down to this generation, and there is only one Xiao Ruofeng, a man of outstanding character and talent in martial arts, who is capable of shouldering a great responsibility!

Emperor Tai'an was somewhat hesitant about the choice of the crown prince.

"Alas... Zhuoqing, I admit that your method is the most feasible one at the moment."

"However, I would like to remind you not to make your plans too obvious!"

"Although the Qing King is loyal to me, he is still immature and reckless, and it is difficult for him to take on important tasks for the time being."

"Although Feng'er is the youngest, he has always completed the missions entrusted to him to my satisfaction."

"do you understand?"

Xiao Chongjing's tone was the same as usual, but his words were full of warning!

Zhuoqing is extremely terrified:

"Your Majesty, I would never dare to do that even if I die!"

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Lingnan, Wen Family

At the beginning of the morning, when the sky had just brightened, a young man in dark blue clothes knocked on the door of the Wen family's ancestral home.

The housekeeper opened the door and saw the visitor holding a post

"Uncle, I am a disciple of the Tang Sect. I came here to deliver a visiting card to the Wen family for the poison testing conference next month!"

Butler Uncle Wen Liu hurriedly took the visiting card:

"Haha, you are a disciple of Tang Sect. Please come to the inner courtyard for a chat. I will report to the head of the family now!"

Who would have thought that after the young man handed over the visiting card, he clasped his fists and smiled:

"Thank you, uncle. No need to bother you. I have other things to do. I won't bother you any more. Goodbye!"

Uncle Wen was about to ask him to stay, but the young man suddenly appeared and left.

It turned out that when the young man set out from Tang Sect, Tang Lianyue repeatedly told him to return immediately after receiving the visiting card.

You are not allowed to enter the Wen family's gate, let alone drink tea or eat in the Wen family

Tang Lianyue knew the character of Wenhujiu. Although he would not make things difficult for the younger generation, if he came back with some strange poison, the reputation of the Tang Clan would be damaged!

Uncle Wen looked at the direction the young man left and muttered to himself:

"Why did this child leave in such a hurry? Our Wen family's tea is not poisonous, so what are you afraid of..."

After saying that, Uncle Wen rushed into the main hall and handed the invitation to the poison testing meeting to the head of the family, Wen Lin.

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At this moment, Wen Yanzhao in the room was busy

He put the brocade robes from Shu, furs from the northern border, and a bunch of precious Chinese medicinal supplements into his storage space without paying.

Of course, the pair of red blood poison clams had been returned to my uncle the morning before.

After getting ready, Wen Yanzhao bid farewell to his grandfather Wen Lin and his two uncles and headed straight for the bamboo forest.

Lingnan is located in the southwest of Tianqi, not far from Nanjue. Although the winter is not as cold as Tianqi City, it is still damp and cold.

Wen Yanzhao was worried that the Confucian Immortal would have a hard time in the Peach Blossom Land during the winter, so he prepared these things to visit him. This was also a way for him and his cousin Xiao Baili to show their filial piety to their master.

The bamboo sea is no longer as green as it used to be. After a few autumn rains, the originally emerald green leaves have also been dyed with a few layers of yellow.

Wen Yanzhao entered the Peach Blossom Land. Before he even reached the Confucian Immortal, he heard Gu Chen's kind voice from afar under the Phoenix Paulownia tree:

"Yan Zhao, you're here. I happen to have some bamboo fungus wine that I brewed a few days ago. Come and try it to see how it tastes."

Wen Yanzhao was delighted when he heard this, and he took a few steps to get in front of the Confucian Immortal.

The Confucian Immortal sat in front of a bamboo table, on which was a stove of warm wine, a dish of pickled bamboo shoots, two wine cups and bamboo chopsticks.

Wen Yanzhao sniffed:

"Wow... sir, what a fragrant wine! You may not know that in the early autumn when Dongjun and I were nine years old, we picked a lot of bamboo fungus to make wine, but it always had an earthy smell."

"I didn't expect your wine to be so fragrant. Let me have a taste!"

The Confucian Immortal was all smiles, and he looked much better than when he first came to Lingnan.

Of course, this is also related to the Yueluo letter he received from Wen Yanzhao.

Gu Chen filled a glass for Wen Yanzhao and said with a smile:

"Haha, Xiao Dongjun hadn't learned my winemaking skills at that time, so naturally he couldn't grasp the essence of this wine."

Wen Yanzhao took a sip of the wine, and first he smelled the unique aroma of bamboo fungus. After the wine went down his throat, it became mellow and smooth.

"It smells so good...Sir, did you also add our Lingnan specialty glutinous rice?"

Gu Chen nodded and praised:

"Yes, the glutinous rice here in Lingnan is a little sweeter than that in Qiandong City, and is most suitable for making wine."

"Yan Zhao, why did you come to see me again today?"

Wen Yanzhao put down his wine glass, poured out his inner strength, took out something he had prepared for Gu Chen from his storage space, and said:

"Sir, the Minor Snow Festival will come in a few days. Yan Zhao prepared some winter clothes and herbs for you."

"Although Lingnan is located in the south, it is also very cold and damp in winter. I am afraid that you will catch a cold."

Gu Chen looked at the brocade robes, furs, and warming herbs that Wen Yanzhao took out one by one, and smiled kindly:

"That's thoughtful of you. Your uncle also sent me some winter clothes and quilts a few days ago."

Wen Yanzhao just kept taking things out and said without even raising his head:

"My uncle has no money, so I guess what he gave to you wouldn't be good stuff. Zhao'er prepared all these specially for you!"

Gu Chen smiled and said:

"Haha, okay, then I'll take them all!"

After packing up the things he brought, Wen Yanzhao said respectfully:

"Sir, I came here to say goodbye to you. Last time, I sent you a letter on behalf of Senior Yueluo. I'm sure you also wrote back to her."

"In a few days, I will go to Tang Sect with my uncle to participate in the poison testing conference. I believe I will meet Dongjun again by then."

Gu Chen nodded upon hearing this, and took out a piece of letter and the wine gourd that Yue Luo had brought back from the table:

"It seems that my guess was correct. Please take this letter and this pot of wine to Yueluo."

"When I see Dongjun again, he should be with Mr. Li. If there are too many people around, I must not tell him about my existence."

"Remember?"

Wen Yanzhao took the letter and the wine gourd and nodded heavily:

"Yan Zhao has made note of it."

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Chapter 144: The Spear Immortal bids farewell to Xiao Baili, and the wine is hung at the highest point of Tianqi

Tianqi City, Diaolou Xiaozhu, East Street

The bright moon in the sky is surprisingly bright today, reflecting the bustling night market in Tianqi City, making people yearn for it.

A pair of young men came out of the tower. Sikong Changfeng held the Silver Moon Spear and dressed like a wanderer.

Baili Dongjun held a wine gourd in each hand and poured the remaining seven bottles of Starry Night Wine into his own mutton-fat jade gourd.

"Dong Jun, the assassin inside is probably coming for you!"

"And that Qing Wang sitting on the second floor, I don't think he's a good guy!"

Sikong Changfeng looked a little worried

Baili Dongjun looked calm:

"So what if it's Qing Wang? He was frightened by Brother Yun last time!"

"There's no need to worry. They are just a few thieves who didn't enter the country. Leave them to Junior Brother Ruofeng to deal with."

As the two of them walked out of the main gate of the Diaolou, they heard a voice behind them:

"Master Baili, your Seven Starry Night Wine is so magical, and I haven't tasted it yet! How could you forget about me?"

When the two heard the words, Yin Luoxia also flashed in front of Baili Dongjun and blocked his way with a sweet smile.

Baili Dongjun weighed the wine gourd in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed:

"Sister Luoxia, this wine is for Master. How about next time...definitely?"

Yin Luoxia deliberately pretended to be unhappy:

"Next time? I guess that may not be the case next time, right?"

While the two were talking, a teasing voice came from behind:

"Hey, Dongba, you still have some conscience. You brew good wine and still remember your master. I am very pleased!"

The three of them looked at the same time and saw Li Changsheng sitting on the shaft of a carriage, driving a horse-drawn carriage slowly in front of them.

Baili Dongjun held the wine gourd in his hand and stepped to the side of the carriage:

"Master, why are you here?"

Li Changsheng smiled kindly, glanced at the pot of seven-year-old Qiu Lu Bai in Baili Dongjun's hand and said with a smile:

"Good job, you scored twice?"

"Last time, your cousins ​​took away the bottle of twelve-year-old wine, and today they took away this bottle of seven-year-old wine as well..."