Chapter 41

"I'll go What's the situation with the thunderbolt school! "

"It should be Mr. Li Zeyang who is better than Gao Jin. Zuixianfang has to hang a banner for three days. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li Zeyang used the banner to advertise!"

"I remember, Mr. Li Zeyang was not a genius who broke through from gathering Qi to building spirit more than half a month ago! Thunder school is his school! "

"I don't read much. Don't lie to me. No one in the world can directly break through from gathering Qi state to building spirit state."

"It's true. I was at the scene at that time. The leader of Jinglei school patted Mr. Li Zeyang on the shoulder, and Mr. Li Zeyang broke through on the spot!"

"Isn't the leader of Jinglei sect terrible?"

"It's more than strong. I heard that he is already a strong man in the Mahayana period."

"The leader is so strong, and the sect is so rich. The thunder sect is a treasure sect. Don't stop me. I'm going to take my children to learn from their masters."

"Don't worry. I'll go home and call on my baby to go with you."

Beautiful!

The effect Yan Chu wanted has been achieved.

In this way, Jinglei school will be famous throughout Chutian County!

At the same time, everyone knows that Li Zeyang has gone to Zuixian square

Hehe, it's Li Zeyang who is visiting zuixianfang. What's the relationship with Yan Chu?

After the advertisement, Yan Chumei sat back to her seat and tasted the wine.

After this operation, the talented people who showed up on the scene felt numb. Thinking of what they had done to Yan Chu just now, they all wanted to find a hole in the ground.

Finally, Huakui can continue to play the piano.

In the beautiful sound of pipa, Qi Wenhan, the sixth prince, came to Yan Chu with a wine pot and asked curiously:

"Mr. Li, I'm Huang Wenhan, you are very polite."

Yan Chu raised his eyelids: "surname Qi is Qi. Don't hide it. I won't do anything to you."

Qi Wenhan's face changed. I don't know how Yan Chu recognized his identity.

He looked at Yan Chu carefully again, and felt that Yan Chu was extraordinary. Finally, he simply changed his name:

"Master Li..."

"Frankly, my name is Yan."

“……”

Qi Wenhan has never seen anyone more difficult to communicate with than Yan Chu during his travels to the kingdom of God in recent years

"Sit down." Yan Chu said again.

After thinking for a while, Qi Wenhan boldly sat down.

If this elder Yan really had any evil intention towards him, there would have been countless opportunities to do it before. There is no need to wait until now.

"Master Yan doesn't have a surname of Li, so this thunderbolt school..."

"The sixth Prince knows so much about what to do. Do you want to join the thunder sect?" Yan Chu said with a smile.

If you can deceive the sixth prince to Jinglei sect, Jinglei sect can walk horizontally in Dongze kingdom!

Qi Wenhan Leng Leng Leng, then said with a smile: "in fact, it is not impossible."

"Come on, Jinglei sect is mysterious and unpredictable. Even the most talented person may not be able to join. Although the sixth Prince has a special identity, he is afraid that he can't bear the hardship of entrance examination!" Yan Chu said deliberately.

Although Qi Wenhan looks like a weak scholar, in fact, this guy has a stubborn temper.

Yan Chuyue belittles Qi Wenhan, and the more Qi Wenhan wants to join the thunder school.

"Master, how can I join the thunder sect?"

"Do you really want to join thunderbolt?"

"Try it!" Qi Wenhan firmly said.

"Well Do you see the scholar with black stripes embroidered on my sleeve in front of me

Qi Wenhan followed Yan Chu's instructions and saw a scholar. He was not talented, and his sitting posture was arrogant. He was just a little worse than Gao Jin.

"I see it."

Yan Chu said with a smile: "you go up and beat him, and then throw him from the flower boat."

“…… Master, isn't that good? "

"Don't worry, there are so many people on the dock that the boy will not die."

"Cough, this is not what I mean."

"You see, I said you can't get into thunder school!"

“……”

Qi Wenhan will heart a horizontal, stride toward the scholar.

Then, under everyone's shocked eyes, he grabbed the scholar's hair, slapped his face twice, and then pushed him out of the window!

Don't look at Qi Wen's calligraphy. Slapping is not small at all!

Seeing the scholar falling into the water, Yan Chu showed a bad smile.

Cool!

When he was competing with Gao Jin just now, he was the one who scolded him most!

Don't think you are a trick, I won't beat you, you want to have good fruit to eat even if you offend the protagonist?!

Hua Kui's piano was interrupted again.

She sighed in silence. What is going on today?Can people finish playing the piano early and get off work!

All the present were weak scholars who dared to talk in a low voice. No one dared to stand up and scold Qi Wenhan.

Qi Wenhan clapped his hands and returned to Yan Chu.

"How are you, master?"

"Well, good. You can report to Xinghua village in the southwest of Yong'an City in a few days." Yan Chu put away his smile, still enigmatic.

Qi Wenhan nodded. No matter where the thunder sect was, he planned to have a look.

At this time, Huakui said helplessly:

"gentlemen, playing the piano has lost the elegant interest. It's better to start writing poems directly."

"Good poetry, wonderful poetry. I agree with Miss Huakui's decision!" Gao Jin said at the first time.

He couldn't understand music, so he could only appreciate the figure of Huakui, but the more he enjoyed it, the more he wanted to see his face.

Can't wait!

"Can master Yan write poetry?" Qi Wenhan asked in a low voice.

Yan Chu stretched out two fingers, the distance between the fingertips was small: "a little bit."

"The younger generation has a poem. I want to make a sacrifice first." KEE man Han road.

"If you want to be forced, I will not stop you."

Qi Wenhan: What do you mean by pretending to be forced

"Cough, you can chant, leave me alone." Yan Chu coughed twice.

Hearing the speech, Qi Wenhan stood up directly, bowed his hands to many talented people, and then said:

"this poem is called" drinking "

"Spring pavilions float with soft gossamer, and come down to the hall with untidy corolla. Most of the ship's windows are open for water. Who will share a glass of good wine

The crowd was silent, but Hua Kui was the first to open his mouth: "good poetry."

At the beginning of Huakui, other literati also expressed their approval.

"It's good to say," who will share a cup of wine? "The young master said clearly that he came to miss Huakui! Ha ha ha

"Yield, yield." Qi Wenhan's mouth is modest, but his face still shows a trace of pride.

After all, he is of royal blood and profound knowledge. He has traveled south and North in recent years and accumulated a lot of experience. How can the poems written by him be comparable to those of talents in small places?

"Who else has poetry?" Hua Kui gently plucked the string and asked.

Qi Wenhan looks embarrassed. Listening to Hua Kui's meaning, he seems not particularly satisfied with his poems?

"I have!"

Gao Jin patted the table, stood up with the wine pot, and said with a grin: "miss Huakui, I'm under GAOJIN!"

Huakui's voice was soft and attractive: "please, Mr. Gao."

Hearing this, I almost felt soft.

He quickly chanted:

"the shadow of flowers is not solitary for three nights. Mr. kuixiao is still crazy. The fourth is that the clouds of the Yangguan pass are not clear, and the sound and the appearance are dim after a farewell! "

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