Volume 1, Chapter 179: Tingxin Cottage.
The city of Beimang is located in a remote area, bordering the wilderness.
But the people in this city also like elegance.
Fengyaju is a representative example.
And in April, Beimang City will hold a grand event of poetry, lyrics and prose.
By then, all the scholars, daughters of wealthy families, and young masters in Beimang City will gather here.
At that time, someone brought something.
The talented scholars improvised a poem.
The one with the best poem wins.
However, at every conference, it is not only the talented people from Beimang City who gather.
Students from neighboring states will also come.
Most of these people are talented and outstanding people in the state.
There are many knowledgeable people.
However, the person who set the question and the organizer are of great importance.
It is the number one academy in Kyushu.
Zhulu Academy.
This academy claims that its students study there.
It is to inherit the unique knowledge of the ancient sages and bring peace to the world for all generations.
Most of the civil officials and prime ministers in the Nine Provinces came from this place.
Its dean entered the sainthood through reading.
People say that after studying for sixty years, no one cares about you, but one day you suddenly become enlightened and become a saint.
He can also be regarded as a character in Kyushu mythology.
It is rumored that this old guy has lived for more than 1,600 years.
He doesn't like fighting, and no one knows how strong he is.
However, everyone knows that among the Thirty-Six Saints of Kyushu, he lived the longest.
"Hey, have you heard? Someone from Zhulu Academy is coming this time?"
"What's all the fuss? Don't people come here every year?"
"This time is different. The one who comes this time is the Little Poet Fairy."
"Hiss... That's the little poet who achieved transcendence through poetry."
"Yes, yes, that's him."
"Hey, we are so lucky this year. We can see the elegance of the little poet."
"That's right. I've heard people say that in terms of poetry attainments alone, even the Sage of Calligraphy said that he is not as good as his little disciple."
"Let's go, let's hold on tight."
Suddenly, someone in the moving crowd cried out in surprise.
"Look, here comes the scholar Shangyun."
"Where?"
"Wow, he really is Shangyun Scholar, so handsome."
With the commotion of the crowd.
A group of people got off the carriage.
Ye Tingmu was among them.
Today, Ye Tingmu stands tall in a white robe, with clean sleeves stroking his long sword.
He is elegant yet full of heroic spirit.
It can be said to be handsome.
The people beside him also wore white scholar robes and white crowns on their heads.
And there was still a big word "Ye" on the chest.
Even Dongfang Qingzhu and Lin An were wearing the same clothes.
This was custom-made by Wan Jin overnight.
In his words, this matter of the cards cannot be taken lightly.
Since this is a poetry conference, the scholars' attire must be arranged.
You know what, wearing it like this does make you look more literary.
Even Feng He looked much more elegant.
However, some people are not suitable after all.
Wearing this, standing in the crowd, she would be more eye-catching than Ye Tingmu.
The people around covered their faces and laughed.
"Look at that person, he's wearing so much white, but he's so dark, so scary."
"Yes, the main thing is that he is leading a black cow. Why doesn't the black cow wear a white cloth?"
"That fat guy, I can't stand it either, what style?"
"Keep your voice down, that's the young master of the Wan family."
"No young master would wear something like this. Don't you think the gold necklace around his neck is heavy?"
"I don't know if it's heavy or not, but it's really earthy."
"Look, isn't that Master Lin Anlin?"
"I know. Do you even need to tell me that? It seems like he has really become Shangyun Scholar's little brother."
Their appearance undoubtedly became the most eye-catching scenery here.
The crowd focused their attention on a few people.
Not for any other reason, just because the scholar on the cloud is among them.
Next to him was Dongfang Qingzhu, the eldest daughter of Beimang.
The second is Lin An, the most talented man in the north.
The third is ten thousand gold, the richest man in the north.
The fourth is Feng He, who is suspected to be the fourth prince.
Such a card will naturally attract everyone's attention.
Fortunately, those who can come here are either knowledgeable or from noble families.
But I'm still calm.
Although there was constant discussion, there was no cheering and shouting like there were people on the street.
After all, Ye Tingmu now has a very high reputation in Beimang City.
Li Muyi came to Dongfang Qingzhu's side.
"Miss, shall we go in now?"
Dongfang Qingzhu subconsciously looked at Ye Tingmu.
Ye Tingmu nodded.
"Come on, go in."
This kind of scene is not surprising.
It's a small scene for him, it's his own fault for making him famous.
As they walked forward.
The people present consciously moved aside and made way for him.
Ye Tingmu also nodded and smiled from time to time.
Walk a few steps.
Then you can see a mountain gate.
Four words in the word "menshu".
"Tingxin Xiaozhu."
Ye Tingmu said: "This name is quite unique."
Wanjin interrupted.
"Master, this pavilion is also a scenic spot in Beimang City. You will see it when you go in. The whole pavilion is built on the water surface out of thin air, surrounded by willow trees. If you come here in summer, the pond will be full of lotus flowers and mandarin ducks playing in the water. It is so beautiful."
Ye Tingmu tilted his head.
"So, I came at a bad time."
Dongfang Qingzhu came over.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Let's go in now and enjoy the sunset. It's also very beautiful, okay? And the moonlight in the sky, the reflection of the moon in the lake, the sparkling water is also very charming."
Zhou Heisan couldn't wait any longer, so he led Dahei by the hand and urged him, "What are you waiting for? Let's go in and take a look."
Ye Tingmu also became interested.
Is it really so beautiful?
And there were pavilions and buildings built on the lake, which he really wanted to see.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"The Northern Rogue King has arrived."
"The Third Prince has arrived."
The crowd looked sideways.
A uniform sound of soldiers' voices rang out.
Ye Tingmu also stopped and turned around to look.
At the end of the road,
The cavalry led the way.
A large gold-inlaid hat was carried slowly by eighteen people.
Its momentum cannot be said to be insufficient.
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows.
This Northern Rogue King is really extraordinary.
Just this darling, this pomp, sizzle sizzle sizzle...
Pedestrians on both sides hurriedly avoided the vehicle.
Even Ye Tingmu was dragged to the side by Wan Jin.
"Why are you pulling me?"
"When seeing the king coming, pedestrians should avoid him. Don't you know that, Master?"
“Uh…” Ye Tingmu scratched his head. He really didn’t know.
However, the other party is a saint. Although I am sure that the other party will not dare to kill me in Beimang City.
But he really didn't dare to take the risk and seek death.
That guy is a saint after all, and the king of the northern gangsters.
Jinghong raised her little head and stood on tiptoe to look around. She was very curious. Who was this person? He was more prestigious than her elder brother. She had to take a look at him.
Soon the girl arrived at the door of the small building.
"fall."
The baby is born.
Chao Yu was the first to open the curtain and walk down.
Perhaps he noticed Ye Tingmu in the crowd, his eyes instantly turned cold.
The humiliation he suffered in court two days ago was still vivid in his mind. How could he forget it?
However, he soon set his sights on Dongfang Qingzhu who was standing beside Ye Tingmu.
A smile appeared on that gloomy face.
He got off his suit, turned around, and stood aside respectfully.
A maid also quickly lifted the curtain.
A man walked out under the gaze of everyone.
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