Doomsday Pavilion

(No change, no chapter head, thanks to the book friend, like a fairy in the picture, 22,000 starting coins for rewards, and promotion to the hall master. Two chapters are added to congratulate it together.)

Jiang's old house.

Jiang Jiayi's third city wall in the outer city area, abruptly piled up a mountain of ridges and ridges, tens of meters higher than the city wall.

The highest point is Wanghai Pavilion of the Jiang family. Here, the scenery of the entire base city and the Heichenhai can be seen.

Half a hillside, rockery towns, lakes and streams, exotic flowers and plants, single trees into forests, a peaceful and peaceful.

Under a huge banyan tree with an umbrella covering a radius of several kilometers, the ancient pavilions built around the banyan tree and connected together are the old houses of the Jiang family.

The courtyard in front of the old house encompasses the entire half of the mountain, with lights and colorful red carpets, and even red lanterns and festive colours hung on the crown of the big banyan tree.

Hundreds of servants were busy preparing for various matters of the luncheon. From time to time, distinguished and gorgeous guests entered slowly, and they were immediately led to the guest room to take a seat.

Sitting in the exaggerated sandalwood chair in the main hall of the old house, Jiang Zhengyang listened quietly to the conversation of the elderly in the Jiang family, while slightly lowering his head, and said sideways, "Master Song, go and see what needs to be taken care of outside."

Song Ye wore a cyan robe, bowed and retired, and when he came outside, he couldn't help but smiled, "Steward Shang has worked hard."

Jiang Shang was still in a delicate black tuxedo, "Hehe, Master Song is here."

Master Song waved his hand again and again, "I dare not dare not, how can I, Jiang Song, dare to call Master Song in front of the steward Shang, it's broken...you are."

Jiang Shang said while directing his servants to do things, "The eldest lady told me to wait for someone here, eh...has that flower anchovy arrived? Jiang Sizhi, go and remind you!"

Jiang Sizhi smiled bitterly, "Master Song, the boss insisted on bringing it here in person, saying that he was afraid that our family would delay the time... it's unreasonable, just a fish!"

Jiang Shang nodded, with majesty on his face, "This anchovy is very rare. According to Nian's family, the fish roe in his stomach weighs 26 kilograms. The family also wants to hide this anchovy and enjoy it. If you can send it, it is saving face. When you look back, remember to remind me to give Mr. Nian a gift of thanks."

"Yes."

"How's Missy's preparations? There's another hour, Missy wants to give thanks."

"Currently preparing."

"Hurry up."

Everyone was busy with their work in an orderly manner. A servant ran up from the mountain and said breathlessly, "Steward Shang, below, something happened below!"

Jiang Shang nodded, "Come here, give him a glass of water, and speak slowly, what happened?"

Immediately someone brought a cup of water, and the servant took two sips of water and stammered.

"One, a pauper who came by riding a motorcycle. It was a guest invited by the eldest lady. He was stopped by the guard. The man said he didn't want to come, so he turned and left. Captain Li felt that the man had a problem and stopped him.. .... I was blown away with a punch by that person, and it's messed up below!"

"How old and what does that person look like?"

"I'm less than twenty, I'm very young, and stronger than a mountain... I'm so long, I don't know how to grow, my hair is a bit long, my eyes are bright, and I'm wearing a gray wolf dress."

Song Ye laughed and said, "Manager Shang, let's take a look?...Hey, isn't this the guest that Missy is waiting for?"

"Probably it is."

"Who is he? This temper is too big, dare to make trouble in Jiang's house?"

But when Jiang Shang smiled bitterly, scrambled the meticulous bow tie, opened the cuffs of the tuxedo, and squeezed a string of sweat on his face with his original power, and ran down the mountain, "Miss's savior, twice ."

Song Ye opened his mouth, and he didn't say anything.

Savior?twice?Why didn't he and Young Master know such a big thing??

Jiang Shang yelled from afar, "Mr. Lin, don't blame Lin Xiaoyou, old fellow, I have a bad mind, and I forgot to tell you to follow, don't blame Lin Xiaoyou."

Lin Chou yelled angrily, "I can't do it if I don't go, it's too bullying!!"

A group of guards couldn't laugh or cry. Who was bullying? Captain Li stepped forward and stopped you to ask a question. He slapped the people and slapped them in the air. They were all hung on the opposite tree. Hey!

Jiang Shang gasped and said, "Oh, no wonder, little friend, no wonder, the eldest lady’s coming-of-age ceremony, the people below have to be more strict with me. The old man will pay you for it, what do you think? Missy is still waiting on ..."

Strangely speaking, the faces of a group of guards and Lin Chou were not pretty at first, but after Jiang Shang's few words and sentences, they eased up.

"Mr. Lin, then let's ask in there first?"

"The one hanging on the tree..."

"Hehe, someone will deal with it, don't worry, I also want to thank Mr. Lin for his mercy, hehe."

Master Song, who was following behind, was stubborn and stared at Lin Chou intently.

This young man is a bit familiar!

Lin Chou was taken to an antique tea room by Jiang Shang. The four walls are all wooden structures. Behind the main seat facing the main door, there is a colorful tiger skin hanging from the head to the tail, in the shape of a tiger descending the mountain. One foot is hanging in the air, and the other is just stepping on an antique vase, with awe-inspiring and lifelike momentum.

This tiger skin is not the skin of a Tier 4 tiger-like alien animal after the cataclysm, but an ordinary tiger before the cataclysm. At this time, it is more precious and Jiang family heritage.

However, is it inappropriate to put such a ferocious downhill tiger in the reception tea room?

There were already four people sitting in the tea room. Seeing Jiang Shang bringing people in, they all stood up:

"Steward Ginger."

"Old Jiang."

Jiang Shang smiled and said, "This is Mr. Lin Choulin, the savior of the eldest lady. He is the same age as you, and the same age. You can get close and get close, and the old will go down first."

"Savior?"

A 30-year-old man looked up and down Lin Chou a few times, "Where did you go?"

"Hey, Brother Lin, ignore this bastard, and hope to do some magic planting business in Xiasu. Fortunately, I will be lucky."

The four people reported their names separately. The 30-year-old bastard was named Zheng Mingshuang and the younger one was named Yang Zhan.

It is worth noting that the youngest person with a dark face is called Gaotie, the youngest grandson of the blast furnace Gao family.

The long bow that Lenghan gave him that Lin Chou broke was made by Blast Furnace himself.

The high-speed rail was out of place in the laughter of several people, and was very silent. For a long time, he raised his head and looked at Lin Chou, "You have the smell of a blacksmith!"

Zheng Mingshuang curled his lips, "High-speed rail, can't you talk about it every time, don't you see who has the taste of a blacksmith? The whole Mingguang is a blacksmith, and your grandfather can't eat soil? Ahaha..."

The high-speed rail pointed to Lin Chou, "You and my grandpa are a kind of person."

Everyone was dumb.