Chapter 591: Literati Provocation
Bite~!
With a crisp and melodious bang, the room fell silent, and everyone found their seats to sit down.
There was a bang, a sound of clothes fluttering sounded, and suddenly a woman in a white dress flew down on the Moon Pavilion, holding musical instruments such as qin, flute, xiao, pipa, etc., and landed around the pavilion, turned around neatly, and sat down on the ground.
Then, the sound of silk and bamboo ritual music, sandalwood curling, and the mist rising, making people feel like a fairyland...... There was even a fantasy formation in this Mochizuki Pavilion.
This was arranged by Zhang Fengxiang, but he didn't come himself, obviously not having any interest in this kind of literary meeting.
Zuo Xing, who was sitting behind Yu Mengyue, nodded, this Zhang Dashao has some means to do things, and he didn't perfunctory my Mengyue.
Zhang Xiaotian also sat behind Yu Mengyue, but what he was thinking about was how to pass the time.
To be honest, he was also a little interested in poetry and poetry in his previous life, and even learned a superb pipa technique, but in this life, he devoted himself to studying martial arts, and these interests have long faded.
……
At the same time as the meeting began, a small black shuttle-shaped flying machine quietly landed on a deserted island in Dongting Lake.
The hatch opened, and an extremely handsome young man stepped out of it.
He looked at the mighty Dongting Lake, stretched his waist without any image, and a sneer pulled up at the corner of his mouth, "It's really a good place, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it can be regarded as an explanation to your mother for you to bury your bones here." ”
Whoa, whoa!
With two slight sounds of water, a figure jumped out from under the lake, flipped out of thin air, landed in front of the young man, and knelt down.
"Bingxi, I've seen my lord."
This is a person wrapped in black water, only a pair of eyes are exposed, and the voice should be a middle-aged man.
"Get up!"
The young man stood with his hands in his hands at this moment, looking into the distance, and a graceful and luxurious bearing rose spontaneously, coupled with his handsome and extraordinary appearance, he was really a dragon and a phoenix among people.
If you look closely, you can still find some similarities between this young man's eyebrows and Yu Mengyue, I don't know if it's a coincidence or if there is really any relationship between the two?
"C11, tell me about the situation?"
"Yes!"
The man stood with his hands tied in his hands, his eyes fixed on the ground, and spoke in an orderly manner......
If Zhang Xiaotian or Yu Mengyue were here, they would find that this person actually said that the battle between them and the red wolf was inseparable, and it didn't matter if there were some small mistakes or omissions.
"So, the red wolf has already died at the hands of that spark martial artist named Zhang Xiaotian?"
"Yes, my lord, that Zhang Xiaotian was also hit by the Heavenly Demon Fire emitted by the red wolf when he was dying, although he has a secret treasure to protect himself, he only has a lifespan of ten years now."
"Ten years to live, huh!"
The young man sneered twice and said angrily:
"Red wolf, this waste, really wasted the Heavenly Demon Fire I handed over to him, and he couldn't even do it with this person, he died happily, otherwise I wouldn't be able to spare him."
Bingyi lowered his head, not daring to say anything.
"Let's talk about that Zhang Xiaotian first!"
The young man glanced at him lightly, and Bingyi broke out in a cold sweat.
He has a good relationship with the red wolf, both of them are the shadows laid by this young man in Yueyang City, Bingyi is responsible for inquiring about the news, and the red wolf is responsible for doing specific things, and the two have cooperated very tacitly over the years.
Although this adult is not very old, he has great ambitions, and shadows like him and Red Wolf are all over Shenzhou, and this intelligence-like organization has nothing to do with Nebula at all, and it is all built by the independent organization in front of him.
Obviously, this adult has a lot of ambition and a big plan.
But the more people like this, the more they can't rub the sand in their eyes, and Bingyi also vaguely knows a little bit about the relationship between his own adults and that person...... The operation failed so completely, the red wolf died, and he didn't want to die!
Bingyi was scared in his heart, but he still told him what he knew about Zhang Xiaotian's situation. After the mission failed, he also put a lot of effort into this Zhang Xiaotian, and at the moment it was extremely detailed, basically he heard some of Zhang Xiaotian's bright news.
“…… My lord, that's the case of Zhang Xiaotian. ”
The young man nodded, his gaze softening slightly, which made Bingyi breathe a sigh of relief.
"A new genius, huh?"
The young man looked at the east, which was the direction of the sea of purple flowers, and sneered in his heart.
……
In the Mochizuki Pavilion, some of the "young talents" play the piano, some blow the flute, some chant poems, and some paint...... Each shows its ability, among which Wang Taishan has the best talent, his songs and poems won the applause of the whole house, and Yu Mengyue also nodded and praised frequently.
Wang Taishan looked forward to self-glorification, and was quite complacent.
Suddenly, his gaze swept behind Yu Mengyue, and he found that the man who had made him jealous before was closing his eyes, lowering his head, and seemed to be dozing off, and he was immediately furious.
He originally saw that Yu Mengyue was a little close to this person, and he was jealous in his heart, but later found that this person seemed to be just the identity of a bodyguard, and he felt that he had lost his identity by scheming with this person, so he suppressed the jealousy in his heart.
But when this emotion is born, it is difficult to erase, if it does not encounter the "fuse", it is okay, ten days and half a month will naturally disappear, but Zhang Xiaotian's disdainful attitude towards Wenhui at the moment angered Wang Taishan, and the emotions under the pressure suddenly broke out.
I saw him arch his hand and said, "Miss Mengyue, I don't know which talent is behind you, Wang Taishan just wants to ask for advice." ”
Yu Mengyue's face suddenly showed embarrassment.
If it was before the Red Wolf incident, he would have liked to see Zhang Xiaotian make a fool of himself, but now that she and Zhang Xiaotian have released their suspicions, the relationship has also improved a lot, of course, this is because Zuo Xing has been persuading her, but also because of the exchanges in these days, he found that this martial artist is knowledgeable and elegant, not at all like those vulgar martial artists who only know how to bury their heads in cultivation.
In fact, this is also a prejudice caused by Yu Mengyue's lack of contact with martial artists in the past.
As far as ordinary martial artists are concerned, they are indeed buried in cultivation as Yu Mengyue thought, and they have no time to take care of anything else, because of their qualifications, if they don't work hard, they can only be eliminated.
But for those martial artists with good qualifications, it is normal for them to dabble in some miscellaneous matters in addition to martial arts practice. For example, the elites of the Spark Project, in addition to martial arts, also have their own specialties, maybe not necessarily in literature and art, but to say that they only know how to cultivate and fight, it is indeed not true.
"Mr. Wang, this Zhang Xiaotian is here to protect me, and he will not participate in this meeting."
Yu Mengyue explained, but she didn't expect Wang Taishan to be unrelenting.
"Since you're here, you have to show your hand, this bodyguard brother-" Speaking of this, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes, "This bodyguard brother looks like he has an extraordinary temperament, and when I show my talents, I also look confident, and obviously I will have some strengths." ”
Zhang Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes.
(End of chapter)