Yang Yu rolled his eyes secretly, but he got up slowly and gracefully, bowed slightly through the hazy curtain, and said in a crisp voice: "Ah Yu is indeed deserved." Having said that, Yang Yu's back was so straight, and there was clearly no retreat.

The city lord looked a little uncomfortable, and said in a conciliatory manner: "This woman is the daughter of the deceased Tiger Ben Zhonglang General. ”

"Oh? Is that the concubine of Hongnong Yang? Wang Ningzhi lowered his head, gently straightened the sleeve of his right arm with his left hand, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and said casually.

The city lord was even more embarrassed at this time, but he didn't expect his words to make Wang Ningzhi even more dissatisfied, and he looked at Yang Yu with some guilt in his eyes.

Wang Ningzhi raised his eyebrows again, tilted his head and glanced at Yang Yu, and a sentence overflowed from his cold lips: "Since when will the daughter of the concubine of the Pinshi clan also be able to eat in the same hall as the scholar?" As he spoke, he looked at the lord of the city.

The city lord frowned slightly, he had never thought of such a situation anyway, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Huan Qilang was just about to speak, but Yang Yu said crisply: "The prince is slow to eat, Ah Yu retreats." Said another salute, but it seemed so clear and lofty, that thick disdain, strong pride, although separated by the curtain, but let everyone feel extremely clear.

The servants did not dare to delay, and hurriedly stepped forward and opened the curtain.

As soon as the curtain opened, Wang Ningzhi was stunned for a moment, looked back at Wang Jingzhi and said with a smile: "This is your Qingqing?" ”

Wang Jingzhi's smile was a little cold as the moon, he got up slowly, walked with elegant steps, and the bud-colored brocade robe rode a wisp of breeze and went straight to Yang Yu.

Yang Yu was behind him, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

Wang Ningzhi also smiled, those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, looked at Yang Yu for a moment, and said lightly: "Such a vulgar and coquettish, how can you be worthy of my Wang Wuyilang?" ”

How long has it been, and no one has mentioned these four words in their ears anymore, and Yang Yu's heart is like a boulder knocking. Keep reminding yourself in my heart that you must not lose your grace. The plain hand hidden in the wide sleeves has already clenched his fists, and his beautiful nails have secretly pulled into the palms.

Wang Jingzhi stood with his hands in his hands, his clear and shining eyes, looked directly at Wang Ningzhi, and whispered in Wang Ningzhi's ear: "Uncle is old, do you remember who I am?" ”

Wang Ningzhi snorted, tilted his head, looked directly at Wang Jingzhi, and lowered his voice and said, "Langya Wang Jingzhi." ”

Wang Jingzhi's body suddenly made people chill, he looked sideways at Yang Yu with his chin headed, his thin lips rose slightly, and his voice was clear: "Remember who I am, and dare to humiliate my Qingqing like this?" ”

The scene that had just been heated was particularly embarrassing, and everyone's faces were even more radiant.

Huan Qilang was angry that Wang Ningzhi spoke mercilessly, and he was even more angry that Wang Jingzhi took Yang Yu for his own behavior. He is so high-profile and so straightforward to call Yang Yu Qingqing, can Yang Yu's reputation be preserved?

Huan Qilang stood up suddenly, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Wang Jun, do you know that Yang Clan Ah Yu once scattered all his family wealth to help the Iron Flame Army survive the winter?" ”

Wang Ningzhi crossed Wang Jingzhi, swept his gaze to Yang Yu, glanced at the woman with a waist like a pine, and snorted coldly: "What you do is acceptable, but your intentions are difficult to guess. With such words, it has been determined that Yang Yu is a scheming woman, and her dislike for Yang Yu has deepened.

Huan Qilang said again: "Do you know that this Yang's Ayu qin has a clear and lofty sound, and can he get Kong Lao's sentence "There is the style of my generation"? ”

When it comes to the well-known Confucian Confucius of the Jin Dynasty, everyone's expression is solemn, this erudite Confucian, in this era of Xuan is precious and Confucianism is cheap, but he is a very special existence.

Liaocheng people only know that Confucius is erudite and has been an official in Jinling. As everyone knows, Kong Lao was once the prince and the prince, and he also served as the Wang clan's scholar Xixi, and Wang Ningzhi was one of Kong Lao's inner disciples.

Wang Ningzhi's smiling face paused, obviously not expecting, and glanced at Yang Yu suspiciously: "Really? ”

Yang Yu pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Wang Ningzhi with shining eyes, but did not reply to him.

At this time, Pei Liang laughed loudly, which seemed very abrupt in this quiet hall, only to see him get up slowly, bow to Wang Ningzhi, and raise his voice: "Wang Jun has just arrived in Liaocheng, and it is normal for people to not know these trivial things. ”

Wang Ningzhi smiled lightly and looked at Pei Liang, the frank smile on Pei Liang's face was even stronger, and his eyes were as bright as gems, looking at Wang Ningzhi and continued: "This girl bravely broke into the rebellion alone, not only picked up the Xianbei soldiers with a sword, but also helped Jingzhi save Pei Mou's life. It was that girl's class sword that stabbed the face of Xianbei's first surname, Wang Yu Fomu! Saying that, Pei Liang pointed his finger at Yang Yu, who was standing there safely.

The light smile on Wang Ningzhi's face froze for a moment, and the eyes that looked at Pei Liang were slightly cold. Then, with a smile in his dark eyes, he turned to Yang Yu with interest, and after a long time, he smiled and said, "My sister-in-law is extraordinary." ”

Wang Ningzhi's expression did not hide his evaluation and dislike for Yang Yu at all, but he was unwilling to bear a bad word and despise the reputation of the low-ranking scholars, and his words were insincere.

Yang Yu didn't want to stay any longer, she raised her steps and walked out from behind Wang Jingzhi, but her eyes didn't look at Wang Jing. Raising his head slightly, he was originally beautiful and elegant, but his temperament was clear and proud. She raised her lips and smiled, that kind of flamboyant and flamboyant, that kind of demeanor that stood in the wind, made everyone's eyes brighter.

Her eyes looked exceptionally bright and moving under the gorgeous candlelight, and there was a hint of indifference on the corner of her lips: "The prince has won the award." Saying that she saluted everyone, she raised her head slightly, with a bright smile on her face, and her voice was crisp and soft: "Princes, please eat slowly, Ah Yuguan has a very beautiful night today, and I can't help but yearn for it, so I will go to take a piece of moonlight and argue with Zhou Gong about Confucianism." The tone was like a light blow of broken jade, with the coquettishness of a little daughter.

Hearing this elegant and playful passage, everyone smiled.

heart, but because of Yang Yu's grievances, they all feel guilty, as for why it is so uncomfortable, maybe it is just some faint anger and injustice. The people present were all literati and scholars, and some people were from poor families. These people can't help but think, being in a high position and having a noble status, can they really be so superior and erase others casually? Is such an aristocratic family really worth dedicating oneself to learn martial arts to defend and serve?

But everyone forgot that sentence, there is no poor family in the upper grade, and there is no scholar in the lower grade. How straightforward and honest is this well-known statement?

Yang Yu was in full view of everyone, swaying his slender figure, stepping on elegant steps, with outstanding demeanor, and Ling Bo went out with slight steps.

Fan Ming sighed in a low voice: "What an elegant and graceful girl." Although the voice was small, it was enough for everyone in the hall to hear it clearly, and Yang Guchen, who was standing behind him, realized at this moment that it was from the first sentence of the prince who was embarrassed for Yang Yu? Or do you want to start with Yang Yu's personable answer? His fist clenched a little sore and numb, and finally let go of his hand slightly, glanced at the door, he slowly lowered his head and replied, "It's extraordinary." ”