Even a clay Bodhisattva would have some temper. Qi Shence had been humiliated time and time again in front of the woman he liked. The scholar cooked and swept the floor in a refined manner. He flicked the sword with his finger and sneered, "It doesn't matter if you've heard of Qi Shence or not. The sword at his waist is called Exquisite, and it comes from the Dongyue Sword Pool.
For the first time, the man stopped being cynical and laughed softly, "I've heard of Li Chungang's Wooden Bull, Huang Lu of Huang Zhentu, Su Of Gojoseon of the Wu Family's Sword Tomb, and Lu Baijie's Ba Xiu. Exquisite? I've seen and touched a lot of women with exquisite figures. "
Qi Shence was so angry that he laughed. He didn't want to argue with him and directly used Exquisite to teach this arrogant guy a lesson. At this moment, the woman in fox fur who was called Mr. Yu by the scholar sighed and said, "Stop fooling around."
When Qi Shence was confused, Yu Youwei, who had always been indifferent to him, said softly, "Master Qi, I advise you not to use your sword. Otherwise, you'll embarrass yourself."
This time, it was the condescending Qi Shence's turn to be on guard. With his family background, observing people was just a beginner's skill. He had already practiced it to the point of perfection. Although Mr. Yu knew that Qi Shence's swordsmanship was undoubtedly the best among the younger generation of Shangyin Academy, she still used the words "embarrass yourself". It was like a hammer hitting a bell, making Qi Shence dizzy. Most of his competitive spirit dissipated. The most important thing now was to find a way out of the pavilion. A way out of the world was a hundred times harder to find than a real pavilion. Fortunately, the white-haired young man smiled and said, "You and your sword are not good, but you have good taste. However, I advise you to stay away from Yu Youwei in the future. I won't argue with the Qi Family."
After saying this, this person brushed past them. With two fingers, he picked up the Wu Meiniang that was even more famous than the Linglong Sword in Shangyin Academy and mischievously threw it out of the pavilion. The white cat rolled on the white snow. This scene stunned everyone who saw it. However, Yu Youwei, who was extremely fond of her beloved white cat, only glared resentfully and did not reprimand him. Qi Shence had no choice but to find a way out for himself. He said indifferently, "Since Young Master doesn't even care about the Qi Family, then I'll wait and see."
The goat-horned girl stared blankly at this unruly lecher. Then, she sat down beside Sister Fish and smiled at her. "This heroine with fierce fists and peerless legs, please allow me to speak with your sister. Is that alright?"
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment. Then, she left Yu Youwei's warm embrace and waved her small hand vigorously. Like a general commanding his troops, she skipped away from the pavilion. "Permission granted."
After leaving the pavilion, a bunch of small heads huddled together and whispered. Even the child who was kicked by the little heroine did not hold a grudge. He ran over and squatted together. Seeing that she was angry, he pretended to be stupid and laughed. The goat horned girl snorted coldly with a fierce look. She turned her head and the corner of her mouth curled up into a slight smile.
A little girl who saw Qi Shence as someone who would marry no one else but him when she grew up timidly spoke up for him. "Who is that guy? How can he be so rude? Young Master Qi must be unwilling to lower himself to his level. Otherwise, with Young Master Qi's swordsmanship, he would have fallen into the Buddha's Palm Lake in one strike."
The goat-horned girl rolled her eyes and lectured her. "Didn't you hear Sister Fish say that Qi Shence was asking for humiliation? You little love-struck fool, I told you that Qi Shence was an embroidered pillow. Why do you like him? His poems are just playthings promoted by his scoundrel friends. Even Master Xu by the Lotus Lake commented that they were worthless."
The little girl was angry, but she did not dare to refute.
The goat-horned girl, who seemed to be very experienced in the ways of the world, clicked her tongue and said, "Although that white-haired man has a great enmity with me and will be beaten up by me sooner or later, I'm still very convinced right now. He said that he wouldn't be calculative with the Qi family, but not with Qi Shence. Listen, how manly!"
A silly little chubby boy was puzzled. "Aren't they all the same?"
"Your father is too knowledgeable. How did he give birth to such a greedy goose like you who only knows how to steal food all day long?" The old and experienced goat-horned girl punched him. The little chubby boy sat down in the snow. His eyes were moist. He wanted to cry but did not dare to.
After a long while, the little chubby boy said in a sobbing voice, "I also wrote a poem this year!"
In the ancient Shangyin Academy, if these children of great scholars and writers could not write a few poems before the age of ten, they would be laughed at.
The goat-horned girl curled her lips and said, "You don't know shit. How can that be called a poem?"
The little chubby boy wiped his tears and ran home to complain to his parents.
The goat-horned girl sneered. "Look, look, he's the same as that Qi Shence. He can't win in a quarrel or a fight, so he likes to ask his elders for help."
The other children looked at each other, speechless.
In the pavilion.
Yu Youwei looked at him and did not say anything.
They met again after parting at the Spring God Lake. Hsu Fengnian took out a piece of paper from his sleeve. His first sentence was extremely unpleasant. He handed it to Master Yu, who was a teacher at the Shangyin Academy. "There's an old scholar called Liu Wenbao in the Shangyin Academy. He gave me some names. See if there are any familiar names. I don't really trust Liu Wenbao's comments. If there are any, tell me. If they are close to the truth, then I'll use peaceful means before resorting to force. Regardless of whether they are a thousand-mile horse or a hundred-mile donkey, I'll send them to Beiliang first. However, since Liu Wenbao has appointed them as generals, I reckon that they are all people with some knowledge. They would be happy to go to Beiliang and get an official position. As for the Grand Chancellor, go and tell him. If he can't bring himself to do it, it's okay. I'll go look for him myself later. "
Yu Youwei asked calmly, "Are you done?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded.
She turned her head and said coldly, "Then His Royal Highness can leave."
Hsu Fengnian was silent for the time it took for a stick of incense to burn. He said "Okay" and walked out of the pavilion gently.
The snow on his shoulders was white, but his hair was white.
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