Fu Jun couldn't help but be anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly opened a corner of the car curtain to look out. XsHuoTXt

But at the intersection of the cross street, two luxurious carriages and several horses were surrounding the middle of the road, but the road was blocked, and several young men in fancy clothes were standing on horses or standing on the wheels, all facing Fu Jun sideways, laughing and talking loudly.

One of the young men, wearing a royal blue brocade robe, said in a flirtatious tone to someone who was surrounded by them: "Yo, you still want to go to school?" What can you do when you go to school? ”

Another young man dressed very fancy, with powder on his face, coaxed: "It's wrong for me to say what I said about you, people can become officials when they go to school." Oh, I was wrong, his face is only afraid that he can't be an official. ”

As soon as his voice fell, several teenagers laughed unscrupulously, and the young man in the royal blue brocade robe slapped his legs with laughter, and said loudly: "Such a face is standing on top of the court, I am afraid that it can scare people out of illness." ”

At this moment, a deep voice came from the center of the crowd, and said briefly: "Get out of the way!" ”

Fu Jun's heart sank.

This is A-Yuan's voice. Could it be that this group of teenagers is surrounded by Meng Yuan, the young son of the Wenguo Mansion?

Fu Jun wanted to take a second look, but Shi Jiang reminded softly: "Girl, you have to hurry up, the hour is almost here." ”

Fu Jun was reminded by her words, and hurriedly took out a small gold watch from his arms to look at it, but saw that the hands were about to reach the word "捌".

The daily class time of Shiraishi Academy is at 8 o'clock in the morning. Fu Jun can't delay at all now.

Then the coachman said urgently, "Girl, please sit down, and the servant will pass through from the other end at once." ”

Fu Jun thought about it for a while, even if she immediately turned around and turned to the fork in the road next to her, she would have to be late for this lap.

Think of it this way. Fu Jun looked ahead again, but saw that the group of teenagers were still surrounding the intersection, without the slightest consciousness of giving way.

Fu Jun immediately made a decision and said to Shijiang: "Bring me the hat, let's get off." ”

Shi Jiang immediately put the hat on Fu Jun, and put Fu Jun's school burden on his back, and asked, "Does the girl want to get out of the car and walk?" ”

Fu Jun nodded and said, "That's all there is to it." Time is running out. ”

Shijiang only said "yes". The bento first pushed the car door and got out of the car. He also told the coachman: "When the people disperse later, you can drive the car outside the gate of the academy." ”

The coachman didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly answered. Shi Jiang turned around and helped Fu Jun get out of the car. After tidying up a little for her, the two of them lowered their heads and went straight to the porch of the storefront on the side of the road, bypassing the troublesome teenagers. Walk briskly to the gate of the college.

The group of teenagers couldn't notice the people walking by the road at this time, and their attention was all on Meng Yuan.

Speaking of which. This Meng Yuan also had a mess with them back then, fought in groups, swam through the flower street, and could be regarded as a group of fox friends who fought cocks and lackeys. Later, when the Duke of Wen Guo saw that his youngest son was really making trouble, he kicked Meng Yuan into the northwest camp for training.

Now this Meng Yuan has returned to Kyoto. But he swept away the image of the past, and went to take the entrance examination of Baishi Academy, and actually got a second place. and these "friends" of the year were cut off.

This group of teenagers has always been a tyrant in Beijing, and only others have been the only ones who have stammered them. How could he ever be treated like this? And they are most unaccustomed to the so-called "son" of Meng Yuan's style, so they specially picked a day to block Meng Yuan, so that he can have a good understanding of the authority of their "overlord" in Beijing, which is absolutely not to be underestimated.

Looking at the group of brightly dressed teenagers in front of him, Meng Yuan only felt bored.

He casually stood with his arms crossed, his eyes swept to the side, and he saw a familiar figure at a glance.

He immediately looked in, but saw the delicate figure wearing a very inconspicuous gray squirrel cloak, bent over his waist and bowing his head, quietly walking briskly under the porch in front of the shop.

Meng Yuan's long eyebrows, which flew diagonally into his sideburns, frowned slightly.

He couldn't figure it out, it was already very early at this hour, why did Fu Si rush to school at this time, and he was still walking? When did the Pingnan Hou Mansion become so poor that it couldn't even afford a carriage?

Meng Yuan raised his eyes without a trace, a pair of eyes as cold as ice, and glanced faintly left and right behind the group of teenagers, and saw the carriage that was blocked outside the circle.

At this time, the group of teenagers saw Meng Yuan standing there coldly, neither angry nor afraid of their threats and provocations, as if they didn't exist, and couldn't help but have a little anger on their faces.

The brocade-robed young man in the lead quickly flashed a trace of anger in his eyes. He suddenly took the horsewhip from the man's hand, and slashed it down at Meng Yuan's head without warning.

Meng Yuan looked at the horsewhip slashing at his face door lightly, and he didn't even have the intention of dodging. It wasn't until the hooked tip of the whip had touched his hair that he struck out with lightning and grabbed the tip of the whip. The spikes on the tip of the whip were as straight as dough in his hands, and they bent into a ball with a slight pinch.

The young man was stunned at first, but then he was furious, and he added enough strength in his hand to grab the whip. saw that Meng Yuan shook his wrist slightly.

The young man only felt a tremendous force coming from the whip, and it shook his five fingers in severe pain, and his fingers involuntarily opened and let go of the whip, and his people were also shocked by the force and took several steps backwards before they could stand firm.

Meng Yuan carried the horsewhip upside down, and his wrist shook again. The whip twisted like a snake, and the teenagers only felt a flower in front of them, but they heard a few crisp "crackling" sounds in their ears.

When the silence stopped, the group of teenagers felt something strange, and looked down, only to see that a sleeve had fallen off each of their feet. It wasn't until then that they realized that Meng Yuan's seemingly casual whip had actually cut off the sleeves of each of them.

This group of flashy teenagers was obviously shocked, and there was not even anyone to speak to for a while.

But he saw Meng Yuan casually throwing the horsewhip to the ground, and said loudly: "Tomorrow at noon, on the shore of Xiaojing Lake on the outskirts of Beijing, Meng Yuan will be taught. ”

After saying this, Meng Yuan turned around, and in the dumbfounded gaze of this group of teenagers, he swaggered out of the crowd and walked in the direction of Baishi Academy.

The group of young men only came back to their senses at this time, and they were all annoyed and angry, and some of them stretched out their fists and sleeves to greet the guards and others who followed, and immediately stepped forward to get someone.

The young man who hit the head raised his hand to stop everyone, and only looked at the direction of Meng Yuan's departure with a gloomy face, his eyes were full of anger, but he let Meng Yuan turn around the street and go far. (To be continued)

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