Me: Hwa Xiong, holding a Gatling gun
38 Trash!

Xu Basui

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The two of them chatted and laughed for a while, and Wang Yun explained his intentions.

"Tonight, I will hold a banquet in the residence. Firstly, it is to celebrate for you, Hwa Xiong. Secondly, I will introduce you to my colleagues who are on good terms with me.”

"Alright, I'll definitely attend the banquet.”

Hwa Xiong nodded.

The two of them waved goodbye.

Hwa Xiong couldn't help but sneer.

When he was of little value, Wang Yun had never announced his engagement to Diao Chan with great fanfare, even though he had agreed to it.

When he took control of the Wolf Army, defeated Ma Teng, killed Han Sui, and was conferred the title of Marquis Wen by the Imperial Court, he displayed his value.

Wang Yun couldn't wait to introduce his connections to Hwa Xiong.

As expected, the Three Kingdoms were in a chaotic time, full of schemes and plots.

However, Wang Yun was Diao Chan's foster father after all.

As long as Wang Yun didn't harm him, Hwa Xiong didn't care about it.

Shaking his head, Hwa Xiong tossed his worries to the back of his mind.

When he returned to the residence, he didn't bother to greet Wei Yiyi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and went straight into his room.

Previously, when they were giving out rewards, Hwa Xiong didn't even take a tael of silver.

What was he after? Wasn't it prestige points?

Hwa Xiong called out to the system in his mind and opened the message list.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Han Sui. The reward is 2,000 prestige points!”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing 4,000 Ma Teng soldiers. The reward is 3,000 prestige points!”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating Ma Teng's army. The reward is 2,000 prestige points!”

"Ding! Congratulations to host for being conferred the title of Marquis Wen. Reward: 3,000 prestige points!”

A series of system notifications made Hua Xiongmei's nose bubble, and she could not stop smiling.

This expedition had given him 10,000 prestige points.

It was simply awesome!

Hwa Xiong hesitated for a moment, but eventually decided to save these Prestige Points for the time being.

He would use it in the future.

Hwa Xiong chatted with Wei Yi Yi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Seeing that it was getting late, he left the mansion and walked towards Wang Yun's mansion.

At this moment, the entrance of Wang Yun's mansion was already full of carriages.

When the servant at the door saw Hwa Xiong, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Guye, you're here. Please come in.”

In the past, when Hwa Xiong came, these servants only had respectful attitudes.

They weren't as intimate as they were today.

He almost treated Hwa Xiong as the master of the residence.

As Hwa Xiong walked inside, he asked," Whose carriages are those?"”

" There are many of them. There's Left Lieutenant General Cai Yong, Minister Sun Rui, Minister Yang Zan…"

Hwa Xiong did not have a deep impression of the last two names.

He only remembered that they had plotted together with Wang Yun to get rid of Dong Zhuo.

However, the first name was like thunder in Hwa Xiong's ears.

Cai Yong was a famous calligrapher and writer during the Three Kingdoms period.

Of course, the most famous was his daughter, Cai Wenji.

Hwa Xiong arrived at the banquet hall. At this moment, all the guests were already seated.

Seeing Hwa Xiong arrive, Wang Yun came forward with a smile and said in a clear voice,

"Everyone, this is Wen Hou, the one who is engaged to my daughter.”

The other ministers greeted Hwa Xiong with a smile.

"Wen Hou is a talented man and a pillar of the Imperial Court.”

"A man and a woman. It must be a good story!”

It was different when scholars flattered.

Hwa Xiong felt extremely comfortable after being patted.

As everyone sat down, tonight's banquet officially began!

Groups of dancers danced in the middle of the hall.

Wang Yun and the others were mesmerized.

However, Hua Xiong was a little absent-minded, his eyes glancing at Cai Yong beside him.

After the dance, everyone was still not satisfied and drank together.

Hwa Xiong took the opportunity to come to Cai Yong's side.

"Lord Cai, come, let me toast you.”

Cai Yong was a scholar, so he was obviously flattered by Hua Xiong's respect.

He quickly stood up with his cup.

The two clinked their glasses.

Hwa Xiong smiled." Lord Cai, I'll visit your residence some other day."”

When the others heard this, they were all a little surprised.

"Haha, Wen Hou, why do you want to visit Bo Nai?”

Yang Zan asked with a smile.

Bo was Cai Yong's name.

This question stumped Hwa Xiong.

He couldn't possibly answer that Cai Yong's daughter was quite beautiful and he wanted to broaden his horizons, right?

If he dared to say that, Diao Chan would have strangled him to death before Wang Yun could do anything.

Hwa Xiong rolled his eyes and smiled." I heard that Lord Cai is a calligraphy expert, so I would like to ask him for advice.”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Cai Yong couldn't help but laugh," Wen Hou, you're too humorous.”

Hwa Xiong frowned.

"What do you mean? Do you think my calligraphy is bad?"

"Wen Hou, the path of calligraphy requires one to put in a lot of effort and hard work.”

Shi Sun Rui pretended to remind him out of goodwill, but the sneer at the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden.

The expressions on the other people's faces were also unconcerned.

since ancient times, civil and military officials have despised each other.

Military officers looked down on civil officials who had no strength to tie up a chicken.

Civil officials looked down on military officials who were muscular and simple-minded.

In the eyes of Cai Yong and the others, Hua Xiong was a martial artist. Not to mention calligraphy, even if he could write his own name, it was already not bad.

That was why when Hwa Xiong said he wanted to ask Cai Yong for calligraphy advice, everyone laughed.

Hwa Xiong did not get angry at everyone's ridicule.

He chuckled and looked around.

"Forgive me for being blunt, but when it comes to calligraphy, everyone here is trash!”

Everyone was stunned at first, then they flew into a rage.

You, Hwa Xiong, a martial artist, actually said that our calligraphy is trash?

But before they could retort, Hwa Xiong gestured at the servant beside him.

"Go, bring me a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!”

"Alright, then we'll wait to see Wen Hou's calligraphy!”

Shi Sunrui sneered.

The other civil officials also looked at Hwa Xiong with disdain.

Wang Yun looked a little anxious.

Why did Hwa Xiong suddenly pick a fight with the civil officials?

With his calligraphy level, he would probably be laughed at by Cai Yong and the others.

If Hwa Xiong were to fly into a rage, the relationship between the two parties would fall apart. That would be troublesome.

"Hwa Xiong, did you drink too much?”Wang Yun quickly winked at Hwa Xiong." If you drink too much, go to the backyard to rest for the time being."”

"Lord Situ, I didn't drink too much.”

Hwa Xiong said seriously.

"Today, I will let them experience what a true calligraphy master is!”

Wang Yun's face was full of disappointment.

Why was this Hwa Xiong so insensible?

Cai Yong, Shi Sunrui and the others have been immersed in the ** method for so many years, and you still want to show them, don't make a fool of yourself!

However, Hwa Xiong was bent on his own way, and Wang Yun had no choice.

After a while, the servants of the Prince's mansion brought over a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Hwa Xiong opened the paper and looked at everyone." Is there anyone who can help me grind the ink?”

But no one answered.

If Hua Xiong was a true calligraphy master, then Cai Yong and the others would probably fight to grind ink for him.

But he was a martial artist, who would be willing to pay attention to him?

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