In the guest hall, Li Muyang's head was tilted forward, half of his body was leaning forward, as though he was about to get up and leave. But the lower half of his body was unable to move, as though someone had cast a spell on him.
Ning Xinhai was holding a teacup in one hand, while the other hand was holding Li Muyang's wrist.
The guest hall was not far from the main hall, and the masters in the small building were speaking loudly, so the people here could clearly hear them.
Similarly, if the guards and stewards were arguing loudly, the masters in the small building could also hear them. Therefore, most of the time, the few people in this small hall were quietly drinking tea in silence.
Li Muyang was determined to keep a low profile, and even if no one greeted him after he came in, he did not care. Sitting in the corner next to Ning Xinhai, there was peace and quiet all by himself.
There was also a pretty servant girl who brought him tea, and the atmosphere was harmonious and comfortable.
Unexpectedly, he had just sat down, and before he had time to take a sip of the fragrant tea, he heard someone outside the courtyard making things difficult for his sister Li Shinian.
At first, he was thinking of enduring silently, thinking that he could not expose his identity. But when he heard that those people were getting more and more outrageous, and that his sister Li Shinian had even pulled out a dagger, Li Muyang could not sit still any longer. His heart was filled with rage, and he wanted to rush out and fight with his life on the line.
He had a strong urge to kill all the humans who humiliated and attacked his sister Li Shinian — —
Yes, he knew that at this time, the black dragon's rage had begun to gain the upper hand, and had begun to take over the use of this body.
But he did not object at all, this was what he wanted to do deep down.
"The masters are talking, what right do you, a cart driver, have to interrupt?" Ning Xinhai calmly drank his tea, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid before I even go in, I would be dragged out and beaten thirty times with a stick?"
"Let go." Li Muyang hissed. He felt that he could no longer control the destructive power in his body. He understood all the principles, he knew all the dangers, but as long as someone dared to bully his sister, then he would fight them to the death.
"Young people are still too stupid." Ning Xinhai did not intend to let go of Li Muyang. On the contrary, he was still exerting force on his wrist to resist Li Muyang's desperate struggle. "It's better if you don't go, but if you go, then Miss Shinian will become the target of public criticism — — Even a cart driver dares to be so lawless, how would those people tolerate you? I'm afraid that when the time comes, only death awaits you. "
"Besides, with Miss by Miss Shinian's side, would Miss Shinian be hurt? Do you not believe our Miss, or do you not believe Miss Shinian — — just sit down and drink your tea, nothing will happen. "
"Let me go." Li Muyang didn't want to listen to what others had to say. He just wanted to rush over and protect his sister from being harmed.
He heard the sound of his sister asking someone to stab him with a dagger. If Cui Yu of the Cui family really didn't care … he didn't dare to imagine the consequences.
"Don't struggle, it's useless for you to resist." Ning Xinhai was calm and at ease. "Don't tell me you think you can break through my Dharma soul-locking hand?"
"— —" Li Muyang was calculating in his mind whether he should use his ultimate skill to get rid of him. But, in that case, his identity may also be exposed — —
While the two were in a deadlock, Cui Yu ran away, and Li Shinian was invited into the building by Song Tao.
When the dust had settled, Ning Xinhai released Li Muyang's wrist, looked at him thoughtfully, and sighed softly: "That's a piece of loyalty. Miss Shinian did not misjudge you — — drink your tea. "
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Everyone's heart was racing with ten thousand Northern Xinjiang's specialty grass mud horses and alpacas.
Come on, this was the Still water dew gathering. Although it wasn't stated that one had to have a certain status to participate in this gathering, which one of those who could enter this gathering didn't have a great background?
Everyone knew that the few people with ordinary family backgrounds were deliberately pulled out by Third young master Song to shut the mouths of the masses. Their Song family had the reputation of the 'Kingdom's Library', and was deeply loved by the people and scholars of the world.
If the common people felt that they were biased towards the powerful and royal family, and blocked the path of ordinary youngsters to make a name for themselves, then they would naturally be attacked and cursed. The Song family, who had a deep understanding of human nature and grasped the truth of the world, would naturally not do such a thing that went against the will of the people.
Besides, those people were not ordinary people, but were talented and had a little fame in Tiandu. They were valued by the second Prince Chu Jiang and accepted as aides — — In other words, they already belonged to the noble class, so they had the opportunity to enter the small building of the Still water dew and befriend the most talented and powerful group of children of the entire West Wind Kingdom.
However, what was the meaning of appreciating a cart driver's' masterpiece '?
Third young master Song had invited the servant's daughter Song Shinian to participate in the gathering, which had already made many people unhappy. Due to the prestige of the Song family, and also to give Song Tao some face, everyone suppressed their dissatisfaction and did not say anything.
Now the servant's daughter said that her cart driver's painting was beautiful, and invited everyone to admire together — —
"Is this woman's head filled with shit?"
The socialites and ladies could not easily curse, otherwise they would have already started cursing.
The cart driver of the daughter of a servant, what kind of identity was that?
The status of the servant's daughter was already low enough, the cart driver of the daughter of a servant — — they did not know what words to use to describe the identity and status of this person.
The yellow-robed woman was called Chen Wenting, the granddaughter of the great general of the State.
Chen Wenting was good at poetry, calligraphy and painting, and was extremely well-read. She was known as the 'Literary Lady'.
But because her appearance was not as good as Cui Xiaoxin and the other two girls, she had not been able to receive the title of 'Bright Moon of the Kingdom'.
She could not catch up with Lu Qiji, Cui Xiaoxin and Song Chenxi of the Song family, because these women were indeed as beautiful as the bright moon in the sky, and were of extraordinary background and brimming with talent. Losing to such an opponent, even if she was unwilling, she would not say anything harsh in public. After all, that would only offend the families of the three women and their crazy admirers. She would be scolded as a crazy woman who 'says grapes are sour when you can't eat grapes'.
However, when the daughter of a servant also caught up and was praised as the 'Fourth Bright Moon of Tiandu', it was a slap in the face for Chen Wenting.
She had joked more than once at parties: Isn't there too many moons in the sky of Tiandu? Now all the cats and dogs have turned into moons to shine on the earth?
Chen Wenting was not the only one who had this idea, the ladies who were also ignored were also dissatisfied with the existence of Li Shinian. Chen Wenting was just one of their representative figures.
"Miss Shinian, are you joking with us?" The smile on Chen Wenting's face gradually faded as she asked aloud.
If Li Shinian was serious, this was an insult to them — — deliberately using a cart driver to insult them?
"Does Miss Shinian think that she doesn't need to do anything, and just let a cart driver in the family beat us?"
"She's really arrogant. Most likely with a wave of Miss Li's hand, there will no longer be a bright moon in the sky, only Miss Li, the blazing sun, will illuminate the earth?"
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"Shinian — —" Cui Xiaoxin also advised. She knew what Chen Wenting meant, and also knew that in such a hierarchical place, Li Shinian's behavior would be regarded as a humiliation by these girls.
Li Shinian looked at Chen Wenting, then at the girls whose faces were not very kind, and said with a hesitant look, "I'm just stating a fact, our cart driver is really good at painting. He painted a 'Winter plum blossoms bloom proudly in snow' this morning, and I deliberately put it away to give to sister Xiaoxin — — "
Cui Xiaoxin nodded and asked with a smile, "Is it Li Mu's work? Li Mu can also paint? "
"It's Li Mu." Li Shinian said aloud.
"Oh, Li Mu has such ability?" Song Tao said with a smile. "Then we have to admire his talent."
Worried that Chen Wenting and others would be dissatisfied, Song Tao took the initiative to explain: "Li Mu is indeed Miss Shinian's cart driver, but he is also the savior of Xiaoxin — — Xiaoxin, isn't that right?"
"That's right." Cui Xiaoxin nodded. She looked around with a faint smile on her lips. "I respect Mr. Li Mu very much."
Since Cui Xiaoxin was so supportive of the cart driver Li Mu, the others could not say anything more.
They also had to give face to Cui Xiaoxin — — First they had to give face to Third young master Song, and now they had to give face to Cui Xiaoxin. In life, there are always all kinds of rules that need to be obeyed.
While they enjoy their privileges, they also have to take into account the feelings of those who are more powerful and privileged than them.
Cui Xiaoxin looked at Li Shinian, complaining: "Since Mr. Li Mu gave it to me, why didn't you show it to me earlier?"
Li Shinian knew that Cui Xiaoxin was deliberately trying to ease the relationship between the two sides, so that he would not offend the pampered ladies of Tiandu. He said with a smile: "Sister Xiaoxin, this is not a gift from Mr. Li Mu, I saw that his painting is good, so I gave it to you — — Didn't you just walk into the small building? I haven't had time to say a few words to you. "
As he spoke, Li Shinian handed over the scroll of painting. "Sister Xiaoxin, you are a master of painting, see if it catches your eye?"
Cui Xiaoxin smiled and nodded. "If Shinian thinks it's good, then it must be very good — —"
She was also worried that Li Shinian would say too much, and that Li Shinian's painting would be unsightly, and Li Shinian would become the object of ridicule. "However, Mr. Li Mu is responsible for protecting Shinian's safety, I don't think he has much time to paint and rest. It's normal for his technique to be a little rusty. "
Chen Wenting snorted coldly. They all understood the meaning of Cui Xiaoxin's words, which was to shut their mouths in advance.
Cui Xiaoxin took the scroll of painting that Li Shinian handed over, and did not invite others to admire it. She walked straight to the edge of the window sill of the small building, and spread out the scroll on a table.
A strange thing happened. As the scroll slowly unfolded, a faint plum fragrance wafted out from the scroll, filling the room, and refreshing the mind.
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