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Chapter 1286

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Initially, the wealthy families of the royal city had set the meeting to be held seven days later. However, they now knew that Wu Weijun was moving very quickly, and he probably covered more than a thousand miles every day. Everything happened too suddenly, and they could not wait any longer.

Of course, if they knew that Lü Shu had already left Wu Weijun's team, they would probably be even more flustered.

In fact, they wanted to use this meeting to build a plank road in the open while secretly crossing Chen Cang. Wasn't Lv Shu using the Imperial Dragon Class to attract people's attention?

Mituryū Kanao was like a bright light. Their movements were exposed to the eyes of the wealthy families and other forces in the royal city. Who would have thought that Lü Shu had already arrived in the royal city and that Lü Shu had already left the team?

This was the reason why Lü Shu had to let Lü Xiaoyu stay in the team. Now that Lü Xiaoyu had five great grandmasters with him, no one could make a move on him as they pleased.

Originally, Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu had discussed letting Lü Xiaoyu capture Duanmu Huangqi's soul. After all, Duanmu Huangqi was the strongest combat power in Western Province, and he even had the supernatural power to turn black into white.

However, at the last moment, Lü Shu changed his mind and let Lü Xiaoyu capture the souls of the other two great grandmasters. Now that three days had passed, the two great grandmasters had materialized from the black hole.

Although the two of them were slightly weaker than Duanmu Huangqi's combat power, with Lü Xiaoyu, there were six great grandmasters in Mituryū Kanao's team. No one in the world could easily hurt Mituryū Kanao. After all, Mituryū Kanao was not a weakling.

The current Mituryū Kanao was no longer an ordinary army in the cultivation world. This was what the aristocrats of the royal city feared the most.

On the other hand, Wang Xuejue and the others were very relaxed. Anyway, in their opinion, no matter how big the waves were, it wouldn't affect them. They didn't need to fight for power, and they usually didn't provoke any bigwigs.

They were the least worried about Wu Weijun now. After all, there was no conflict of interest.

In the eyes of the scholars, no matter who came to overthrow the regime, everyone had to be respectful to the Old Divine King in the end. This was political correctness.

This group of Wang Xue scholars enjoyed courtesy wherever they went, and some of them even began to evolve in the direction of being very difficult to deal with. Anyone who did not respect Wang Xue scholars would be labeled as disrespecting the old God King.

Of course, they would not go overboard because Wang Xuexue was also afraid of death …

While the aristocrats of the royal city discussed convening an early meeting, the Wang Scholars were still preparing for the meeting step by step. They even publicized it with great fanfare. For example, a certain famous teacher would be present at the meeting, or a certain famous teacher would announce an important point.

Not only were there the aristocrats in the royal city, but there were also ordinary rich kids. People who flaunted themselves to be cultured could be found everywhere. The Wang Scholars' meeting was about to become a grand meeting.

The common people were slow when it came to politics. No matter how the upper echelons clashed, or how treacherous the clouds were, they would always be slow to realize it, or feel like they were not involved in it. This was because the upper echelons' struggle usually had little to do with them.

This was a common situation in history. In some prosperous cities that had not experienced war, the rich kids were still busy singing and visiting prostitutes. It was very normal. Therefore, when the news of the Western Capital's destruction spread, the aristocrats of the royal city panicked.

Therefore, when the news of the West Capital's destruction spread, the rich and powerful in the royal city panicked. However, the middle and lower classes were still wondering if they could sail the Hidden Dragon River again.

No, to be precise, there were people who had started boating in the Hidden Dragon River.

The venue of the Wang Scholars' meeting was the Peach Blossom Hall. It was said that the hall was named after the Old Divine King's poem, "The face of a man is nowhere to be seen, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

The owner of the Peach Blossom Hall was a wealthy family in the royal city. They did not usually try to make money. Instead, they liked to make friends with the Wang Scholars and discuss the Wang Scholars' theories.

In the end, more and more cultured people gathered in the small guild hall that didn't think about making money. What they did every day was to flatter the old God King and discuss their own views and newly written poems.

Slowly, hundreds of years passed, and it became the largest hall in the royal city. It also became the most "elegant" place in the hearts of the common people.

The owner of the hall did not expect this. It was originally just for fun, but it had become the most profitable business for his family.

Of course, the success of the Peach Blossom Hall could not be replicated. The Old Divine King had personally visited the place and inscribed two words on the wall: "Sensible".

When this happened, all the Wang Scholars in the world came here as if they had gone crazy. In Lü Shu's opinion, the people in the world who were the best at flattering the Old Divine King were the Wang Scholars.

On this day, the entrance of the Peach Blossom Club was bustling with scholars. Lv Shu looked at them with a smile on his face. When those scholars met each other, they would greet each other. The first one to say a poem with peach blossom in it would be the first one to say a poem with peach blossom in it, and the other one would say a different poem with peach blossom in it.

A good poetry meeting was turned into a large-scale spy meeting. If they could not match the poem, they did not dare to speak. Moreover, it had to be related to peach blossoms!

Lü Shu was among them. Although he had almost forgotten the poems he had learned in school in the past two years of cultivation, he felt that a "peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze" was enough.

There were still many people who greeted Lü Shu. At this time, everyone would greet him with a smile even if they did not know each other.

The other party greeted, "The peach blossoms bloom without an owner."

Lü Shu replied, "The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

The other party greeted, "The peach blossoms are full of red flowers."

Lü Shu replied, "The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

No matter what the other party said, Lü Shu's reply was enough to get away with it. Originally, Lü Shu was a little hesitant. After two greetings, he felt that he had stabilized himself. This time, his persona did not collapse so quickly. He had improved!

At this moment, a young man suddenly passed by Lü Shu. When he saw Lü Shu, he smiled and greeted, "The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze!"

Lü Shu sighed. "… You've narrowed your path."

The young man: "???"

Before the young man could react, Lv Shu had already stuffed him into the Star Map. Even if others saw this scene, they would suspect that their eyes were playing tricks on them. Moreover, it was so lively that no one would pay attention to this.

At this time, Sun Zhongyang was doing his homework in the star chart. When a young man suddenly appeared in front of him, Sun Zhongyang immediately became excited. "Brother, may I ask if you are from Lü Zhou?"

The young man was still in a state of confusion. "Yes, I am."

"May I ask if the Western Capital has been conquered? Who is in charge of the Western Capital? "Sun Zhongyang asked anxiously.

"The Western Emperor Of Heaven has been replaced by Sun Xiuwen. Where am I?" The young man's expression was classic: Who am I, where am I, what am I doing …

However, he found that Sun Zhongyang was already laughing maniacally, and he suddenly felt that Sun Zhongyang looked very familiar. "Wait, aren't you Sun Zhongyang from the Sun Family?! The son of Emperor Of Heaven! "

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