Chapter 8: Undercurrents are surging
Lu Wen was slightly stunned, a little surprised by Ji Yu's delicate mind and calm and wise mind.
But after all, he is a person who has been a teacher for more than ten years in Shangwu Pavilion, which is known as "the demons of the East Palace dare not approach", and he has never seen any bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods.
So in just a moment, Lu Wen regained his normal color, nodded and smiled: "Yes, every move of the disciples in the Shangwu Pavilion, as well as the views of the entire Western Chu on the Shangwu Pavilion, we as the master are all clear. ”
Ji Yu looked at Lu Wen, a little puzzled.
Lu Wen knew what he wanted to ask, so he was not angry, and explained with a smile: "Shangwu Pavilion is the birthplace and foundation of the Western Chu military martial arts, and the disciples here are going to go to the battlefield in the future and go through the battles. ”
"What is the battlefield? It's a place where there's no humanity, it's a place where life and death are all about life, it's a place where the jungle eats the strong. ”
"In order for the disciples who go out from here to be able to pay less bloodshed in the future and be more suitable for a cruel place like the battlefield, everything in our Shangwu Pavilion is in accordance with the rules of the battlefield. ”
Ji Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "The weak eat the strong?"
Lu Wen said categorically: "Yes, the battlefield and even this world are a forest of the jungle, and if you want to survive, you must adapt to this rule." ”
Ji Yu raised his eyebrows and was silent, he suddenly remembered what he had seen and heard in his previous life, so he was in a bad mood.
Lu Wen thought that he was just unable to accept these realities in his words for a while, so he patted Ji Yu on the shoulder to show comfort and encouragement: "You are very good, if you work hard in the future, you will achieve something." ”
Ji Yu touched the bracelet on his right wrist and thought: Actually, you just need to be patient, you don't have to work too hard.
Seeing him frown, Lu Wen thought that he had listened, and said very happily: "Today is the public holiday of Shangwu Pavilion, anyway, you just came, there is nothing to do, I will take you for a walk, familiarize yourself with the environment, and see your residence is also excellent." ”
Although Ji Yu traveled all over the world in his previous life, he was really not familiar with this Western Chu Shangwu Pavilion, so he nodded and agreed.
So one grows and one young, walks slowly on the avenue between the hibiscus trees, talking and laughing.
Looking at the rich emerald hibiscus tree under the light sun, Ji Yu suddenly remembered Lingyue's little girl who was like a flower and jade.
That little girl should have already gotten the sword scripture and started practicing, right?
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Since Ji Yu left, the Tonghua Palace has become more deserted, and even the evergreen plane tree has withered its branches and leaves, looking half-dead.
The little maid Lingyue doesn't like to go out of the palace so much, she seems to have become the second Ji Yu, and she is silent.
During the day, a sycamore branch is broken, and the branch is used as a sword dance, and a dance is a day.
At night, he sat on the steps and stared at the night sky in a daze.
The palace couldn't help but spread rumors that there were fools in the "Tonghua Palace", and even some people in the palace privately bet on whether the Nine Emperor Princes, Ji Yu, would be beaten to death when he entered the Shangwu Pavilion.
As for what fell into the water, the cocoon was reborn, and a flying sword carrying a fairy realm powerhouse came thousands of miles and turned into a bracelet, all of which became a joke and were forgotten.
What are you kidding, it's really a person valued by the big people in the fairy realm, and he will go to a small Shangwu Pavilion to practice martial arts?
At least it's all Long Xingyuan's school palace, right?
Compared with the desertion of Tonghua Palace, the Liuli Palace where Liu Guifei is located is an undercurrent.
Compared with Tonghua Palace, the glazed flowers in the courtyard of the glazed palace will embellish this sleeping palace with majestic magnificence, like a fairy scene.
At this time, Liu Guifei was lazily lying on the jade collapse, the bewitching and almost perfect Ana figure was almost enough to make most men crazy, fortunately, there was a curtain in front of the jade collapse to cover the shame, so as not to make the eunuch's nose bleed wildly, and his heart was ape.
But the breeze blows, the curtain flutters, and the scenery is still enough to make people swoon, and the blood is surging, even if it is a eunuch who is not a man.
The eunuch's forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he stabilized his mind and said: "Guifei Niangniang, that little fool from Concubine Mei's family went to Shangwu Pavilion, did not follow the 'three rites' of the herringbone pavilion, and beat Tao Xiaohou, the most unsuccessful person in the herringbone pavilion. ”
"Hehe, it's really a foolish person with a stupid fortune, then the Japanese palace can't get rid of him after several calculations, but let him be spoiled by His Majesty, just with a flying sword of unknown origin, he vainly claims that the strong man in the fairy realm values the breeze, I think Your Majesty wants to 'rejuvenate the country' and go crazy." ”
Liu Guifei's silver bell-like voice floated out from behind the curtain, soft as snow, but charming and warm, which made people feel refreshed when they heard it.
The little eunuch only felt that his mouth was dry, but he didn't dare to show a trace of disrespect, and said respectfully: "Niangniang, many years ago, the commander-in-chief had the honor to listen to the master's lecture and admired the demeanor of the strong man in the fairy realm, since it was his judgment, it should not be wrong." ”
Liu Guifei said with a smile: "We in Western Chu have not produced a middle-sixth-rank peak and a third-class figure for thousands of years, and now Daqin has swept the Quartet in Longxingyuan, and the strong people in the Immortal Realm have pity for their weakness regardless of their strength?"
"Besides, what kind of person is that Immortal Realm powerhouse, his disciple needs to enter a small Western Chu Shangwu Pavilion to cultivate?"
The little eunuch suddenly fell silent, and acquiesced to Concubine Liu's statement, but Rao was like this, his cheeks were still a little hot.
Liu Guifei suddenly asked, "Then who is the highest military rank in the Shangwu Pavilion now?"
The little eunuch replied: "From the eighth rank of the martial arts captain Wang Le." ”
Liu Guifei thought for a moment and said, "Zuo Zhonglang is the son of Wang Zhiqiu?"
The little eunuch nodded: "Exactly!"
Liu Guifei said with a smile: "Since that little fool from Concubine Mei's family does not obey the 'three etiquettes' of the Herringbone Pavilion, he must be confronted by Wang Le, you go and dial Wang Le and tell him to 'take care' and 'take care' of that little fool for me." ”
"Obey the order. The little eunuch took the order and retreated.
Behind the curtain, Concubine Liu Guifei's eyes flashed with a cold sharp light, and she muttered to herself: "Concubine Mei, at the cost of being confined to the cold palace for the rest of your life, and at the cost of your daughter becoming a family member by joining the ceremonial supervisor to learn etiquette, you want to save this little fool's life, but this palace still wants to kill him, otherwise this palace will not be able to sleep." ”
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The Imperial City of Xichu at night is a little more magnificent than the majestic city in the daytime, and the brightly lit street scene seems to be a moving girl, which makes people feel familiar at first sight.
In Ziyun Street, there are many restaurants and song houses, and the wine-colored atmosphere can be felt just by walking in the streets and alleys.
The faint sound of the fluttering sound made every pedestrian feel uneasy.
Fenghualou is one of the few high-class song halls on Ziyun Street.
At this time, in the "yellow" private room, Wang Le was drinking and having fun with a group of minions, talking to the fans about the snowy night, so indecent.
Just then, there was a sharp knock on the door.
Wang Le, who was in a relationship with the fan, suddenly changed his face, and the young man next to him saw it and hurriedly comforted: "Brother Le, don't be angry, let's see who is so ignorant." ”
With that, he quickly got up and went to open the door.
Wang Le held the wine glass, his eyes narrowed, and there was a hidden fierce aura.
As soon as the door opened, I saw a thin monkey-like young man with red and swollen cheeks, ran over with a rolling belt, hugged Wang Le's thigh, and then cried: "Brother Le, you must be the master for me!"
This person, who is not Tao Xiaohou!
He is really as aggrieved as he is.
Wang Le asked with a calm face, "What's the matter?"
Tao Xiaohou raised his tearful face and began to vomit bitterness: "Brother Le, I didn't teach that kid what the 'Three Rites' were under your orders during the day, but as a result, that kid was very weird, but he beat me up." ”
In the end, his ugly face showed that unspeakable shy smile again.