Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Silent Battle

Following the scorching gaze, Yang Yuhong also looked at the man sitting on the second hand side of Ye Xun's left.

The location states the status. It is a guest, and the guest is respected, on the left. The second side of the hand is close to Ye Lin, higher than the other three brothers of the Ye family, indicating that he is the one with the highest status among his peers - it should be the elder of that little girl.

Thinking of this, his gaze slowly withdrew the coldness. But they still looked at it.

Golden crown and ink hair, white clothes and brocade fur, either rich or expensive. Those ink-like deep eyes stared at themselves obscurely, scrutinizing, estimating, and faintly hiding something else.

They looked at each other, their eyes collided and competed, their aura, skills, intelligence, and family background were all invisibly compared with each other.

One is a thousand-family family on the rich side, and the other is a descendant of a nobleman who is well-known. Ye Xun was okay, looking at the excitement with a smile.

Ye Lin and the brothers felt that the warm room was slowly freezing, and several people were in a cold sweat.

The window was open, obviously the warm breeze was drunk, but it made several people shiver.

"Glah", Ye Xun put down the teacup in his hand. His sons are really depressing. These two young people are still interesting.

Interrupting the two of them, Ye Xuncai smiled and said to Yang Yuhong, who had just sat in the first seat on his right hand, "That's a new disciple of mine, you can call him Uncle Ze Shi like Jin'er." ”

In response to the guess in his heart, Yang Yuhong's phoenix eyes still narrowed invisibly.

It's that he's been paying close attention to her. The first inexplicable encounter, the later Dayun Temple, and the Lantern Festival not long ago, all had his participation.

Yang Yuhong nodded at him, and followed Ye Lao's words, and called out, "Uncle Shi." ”

Xiao Ze's eyes flowed with a dark color, staring at the teacup in his hand, but he smiled lightly. "Young Master Yang, it's better to see than to hear."

A sudden sound of breaking through the air came, and Yang Yuhong just smiled. With two fingers on his right hand, the tea in the black glazed Tianmu cup is only slightly rippling, and not a drop is splashed outside. Raising his head and drinking it all, he picked up the teapot that Ye Xun had just moved and quickly poured it again, "The master of Lingyun Pavilion is famous all over the world, and he is ashamed of himself." Today, I am fortunate to see you, replace wine with tea, and toast you with three glasses. ”

After speaking, the three full teacups on the table roared out almost at the same time and flew to the opposite side.

Ye Xun looked at the tea cup floating in front of his eyes, and felt a pain in his flesh. But don't break it, you must know that this set of black glazed Tianmu cups was made for him by the emperor himself when he was the crown prince, and there is only such a set in the whole world. It's a priceless treasure in the market. He suddenly regretted watching the two young men compete with each other!

Xiao Ze also smiled slightly, his left hand was full of anger, his right hand was empty, and the three cups fell steadily on the table in a small circle in the air, and they never splashed out!

The Ye Lin brothers watched the two of them drink three cups of tea very heroically, their eyes were still full of anger and confronted each other, and they didn't know what expressions to put on their faces! They're scholars! Do you two really think it's good to fight at such a close distance?!

At the same time, Mingzi came in from outside, "Master, there is a message from Minghuitang, and we will set up dinner there tonight." ”

When Ye Lin's brothers heard this, their faces were relieved, and they all stood up happily, and they all wanted to leave this place quickly.

Looking at his four sons who had been frightened and finally relieved, Ye Xun's face darkened. Hey, these weak Jiangnan scholars who don't know martial arts!

However, for the sake of his set of black glazed Tianmu cups, let them go quickly, in case one of them misses, he will really hurt!

"Alright, let's all go over and eat." Ye Xun waved his hand and walked out first. The Ye brothers followed closely.

Xiao Ze flicked his robe, glanced at Yang Yuhong, and stood up.

Yang Yuhong also stood up at the same time. The two of them were working their hands on the table at about the same time.

The connected tables and chairs suddenly had an undercurrent. The tea cup resting on it was shaken and rattled!

Ye Xun, who was outside the door, pointed his ears, immediately turned around and rushed to the house. He could not lift the curtain, and his hand was still stuck in his throat when he stopped, only to hear a few "clicks", and the set of black glazed Tianmu lamps shattered in response! Not a single one was left!

Ye Xun's eyes widened, his cups! Seeing that the two culprits were still smiling calmly at each other, he really had the feeling that he couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood in his mouth. Didn't he just want the two of them to compete silently? How do you feel like you're shooting yourself in the foot?!

Especially seeing that Xiao Ze threw off his robe very chicly, Yang Yuhong rolled his sleeves very calmly, and walked out calmly, there was really an uncomfortable feeling of choking on his breath.

Looking at the debris on the table and the tea dripping from the table, he felt bad! In the future, it's better not to let the two of them appear together!

Otherwise, he doesn't know how many times he has had pain?!

However, it turned out that Ye Xun's idea was indeed right.

The two of them had a very regular meal in Minghui Hall. As a result, as soon as I went out, a century-old green pine at the door turned into a bare tree trunk, standing in the wind, and the ground was full of green leaves...

Ye Xun couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Akiko swallowed as well. How many times is this tonight?! I guess it won't stop all night.

"Anyway, what did they break for me again?!"

He's already a little numb, it shouldn't be more distressing for him than those few, right?!

The two of them were arranged in two separate courtyards next to each other next to Qinghui Hall. The small courtyard is separated by a row of flower walls, and two rows of large black pottery fish tanks are placed under each side of the flower wall. White, yellow, red, and blue water lilies are planted inside. Although they are not particularly precious and rare varieties, they have taken him several years of painstaking efforts to cultivate them himself, and now they have become fragments, and he feels that his heart is also broken.

There is also a black jade table and chessboard in the courtyard, which has also become a pile of stones.

Seeing Mingzi's frightened face, Ye Xun also narrowed his eyes. There are no particularly valuable things in those two yards. He thought about it carefully, but still didn't guess.

Mingzi made a bitter face and said softly, "Master, you have to hold on to it, don't be angry, then, those people are all guests." Ye Xun squinted his eyes and said slowly, "They dug up two yellow clay pots under the flower wall..."

Before Mingzi could finish speaking, Ye Xun jumped down from the couch, his eyebrows and hair stood up, and while scooping up his coat and putting it on, he ran out and put on his shoes, "Those two little bastards, my hundred-year-old flower carving..."