Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 434: A Big Disturbance at the Dinner Party
Dinner party.
The spring day was covered with dark clouds, and there was no setting sun to shine. But the light from the burning blood-red candles was more charming than the setting sun.
The place was packed with guests, who were shouting and chatting, and people were coming and going like a constant stream of water.
The bride, wearing a red veil, sat at the table, silent and lonely.
She said that she would not agree to marry him until she had eaten his favorite bowl of "Eight Treasures Tofu". This was originally a ridiculous request, but in order to show his love, Li Anzi took the initiative to agree.
So the two of them sat at the main table, watching the noisy crowd eating and drinking. The atmosphere was very subtle.
When the housekeeper of the Liu Mansion invited friends from all over the world, although his attitude was a bit bad, they still came after all.
People always find it difficult to refuse free things, which is perhaps the reason why the head of the Liu Mansion and the housekeeper always look down on the inferiors.
"Hey, I wish Miss Liu and Hero Li a happy marriage and a son soon, hahahaha!"
Someone was drunk and stood up, holding up his cup and shouting loudly.
In fact, no one wanted to listen to him, and with his status he was not qualified to congratulate the newlyweds. However, his voice was so loud that even the head of the Liu Mansion could hear it.
He was drunk and thought he was a big shot, so he stood up and spoke.
The head of the Liu family swept the hall with a majestic gaze. When he saw the man standing up, he frowned inadvertently, then put down his chopsticks and stopped picking up any food.
He didn't say anything because he couldn't say to kick the guest out, but fortunately the butler was here and could understand what he meant.
"Someone, bring..."
"Hahahaha, this guy is drunk, but I think with Lord Liu's great benevolence and magnanimity, he will definitely not blame him for making loud noises!"
Someone actually spoke up to help the man out, and the guests looked and saw that it was the storyteller who used to perform in Yuelai Inn.
After the storyteller said this, the butler had to stop and swallow back the words he had prepared.
The man who was congratulating seemed to be really drunk. He even said to the storyteller from a distance: "Storyteller, I usually respect you because you tell stories brilliantly. But you said the wrong thing today."
"Haha, Lord Liu invited us here to congratulate him on his wedding. I said words of congratulations, so how could Lord Liu blame me?"
"You are wrong!"
Everyone turned to look at the person who was speaking, and saw a person walking slowly among the flowers and plants on the railings of the pavilion, holding a small bowl in his hand, and white steam kept coming out of the bowl.
"What did I say wrong?"
Xiao Yun walked over slowly and said, "You are wrong. Lord Liu didn't want to hear any congratulations from you. He invited you just to let others see how generous, dignified, and humble the Liu Mansion is."
"hiss……"
After these words were spoken, some people in the audience did not understand the meaning, but the storyteller had already gasped.
"He just wants you to think that he is not arrogant, but this is actually his arrogance. But you really smashed his arrogance to pieces. If he doesn't blame you, who else can he blame?"
Red tables, red lights, red people.
The table is full of delicious food and aged wine.
But when these words were spoken, even the smile on Li Anzi's face gradually disappeared.
"What a scoundrel! How dare you talk nonsense?!"
Li Anzi couldn't help but scold out loud.
Xiaoyun, however, walked towards him fearlessly, holding the small bowl.
As he walked over, the aroma emanating from the bowl of "Eight Treasures Tofu" in his hand immediately filled the entire hall, and a faint fragrance wafted through the hall.
The smell is not strong, but the taste is unique, making people want to take a few deep breaths.
Everyone turned their heads and sniffed, looking for the source of the fragrance.
"Do you smell it? It smells so good, doesn't it?"
"Is that...is that a bowl of tofu?"
“The aroma is that of tofu.”
“…”
People were whispering, their voices getting louder and louder, and they even forgot the embarrassment they had just felt.
Xiao Yun was carrying the eight-treasure tofu and walked to the main table. Before he could say anything, the housekeeper said, "Why don't you apologize to the master quickly, slap yourself in the face, put down the tofu, and get out!"
He had long disliked Xiaoyun, and now that he had finally caught a good opportunity, he certainly couldn't let it go.
Xiaoyun walked up to him and slapped him many times, "Pa pa pa". The filled the entire hall.
All discussions in the hall stopped and there was complete silence.
Xiaoyun said calmly: "This is because you framed me last year."
Before everyone could react, he pulled away the chair the butler was sitting on.
Bang!
“Ouch!”
The butler sat down on the ground, but the sound did not come from him.
It was Zhang Jiading. He was also sitting in a seat in the corner, staring at the actions of the people at the main table, feeling secretly proud that one of the adults at the main table was finally going to make a fool of himself.
When Xiaoyun slapped the housekeeper on the face, Zhang Jiading felt so happy.
But when the chair that the butler had sat on hit him, he felt no pleasure, only pain.
"you……"
Li Anzi, the only master in the field, finally stood up and winked at the other table.
The people sitting at that table were all fellow disciples from the Hainan Sword School. They stood up and immediately drew their swords!
clang!
Someone said, "It's not appropriate to see blood on the wedding day. How about this: you crawl around this hall ten times, bark like a dog a hundred times, and kowtow a thousand times, and we will let you go."
Xiaoyun didn't even look at him, but walked up to the head of the Liu Mansion.
"This plate of 'Eight Treasures Tofu' is the best dish I have ever made in my life. But I don't intend to let it go into your mouth."
The head of the Liu Mansion was able to remain calm and asked, "So what are you going to do?"
Xiaoyun said: "I plan to make it into a bowl of 'tofu pudding'."
“Tofu pudding?”
Xiaoyun nodded, and then poured a bowl of tofu over Li Anzi's head.
Wow!
Li Anzi reacted quickly and wanted to hide, but he found that he couldn't hide at all!
The tofu flowed down, wet, and all kinds of juices covered Li Anzi's body.
This scene was so familiar that Li Anzi immediately remembered the feeling he would never forget, of being splashed with manure by a dung man named Xiaoyun!
"He is the dung man, catch him quickly!"
"He is the murderer, the murderer who molested the young lady!"
"Catch him! Catch him!"
The housekeeper and Zhang the servant shouted at the same time.
Xiaoyun was already walking towards the door. Li Anzi wanted to climb onto his shoulders, but somehow he stepped on the tofu on the ground and slipped and fell flat on his face.
The swordsmen from the Hainan Sword School all around drew their swords, and dozens of sword lights reflected the red flames and pierced over, sparkling in people's eyes.
Dozens or even hundreds of eyes present were drawn to it!
They often practiced with each other as brothers, so naturally they had a great tacit understanding. After a few sword attacks, they sealed Xiaoyun's body.
Ding, ding, ding!
As fast as lightning!
No one saw clearly how Xiaoyun made his move, and the sword tips broke with "crack, crack, crack" sounds, and fell to the ground in pieces.
Everyone was stunned and stared at the cook.
Xiaoyun did not harm the swordsmen's lives, but walked out of the hall.
"From now on, don't ask me to cook for you anymore. I've almost forgotten it."
When he walked out, the guests were still in a daze.
Only one person shed tears for no apparent reason.
It’s Liu Rushui.
Liu Rushui was wearing a red veil, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down her red cheeks.
No one could see her tears.
No one will be able to eat such delicate and beautiful "Eight Treasures Tofu" anymore.
