Chen Letian knew that he was determined to offend Xiang Fei, the son of the Ministry of Works, this time.

But it doesn't matter, in the world, how can you not offend people, if you really have this kind of person who never offends anyone, then this kind of person has to live a lot of grievances.

There is a saying that most of the time, the person who is not pleasing to the eye at first glance may not be able to look at him for the rest of your life, no matter how hard you try. It's like going to the market to buy clothes, what you can't see at first glance is just not looking at it.

That son actually looks like a jade tree in the wind, but Chen Letian just looks uncomfortable. It may be the domineering posture of Xiang Gongzi, or it may be Xiang Gongzi's attitude that everyone else is a waste, anyway, no matter how you look at it, Chen Letian doesn't like him.

That's why he made mockery and even humiliation.

Thinking about Xiang Gongzi's pig-liver-colored face that wanted to have a seizure but didn't dare to have a seizure before, that extremely embarrassed expression, and the look that he couldn't hide the anger in his heart when he wanted to hide it, Chen Letian laughed.

At this time, Zhang Dazhen's voice suddenly came from the house: "You offended the son of Shangshu, that Xiang Fei donated a lot of silver to our Wudang every year, you offended it, be careful to teach the senior brother to trouble you." ”

Chen Letian laughed again, if the master in charge of the master would trouble him because he cut off a financial road in Wudang, then Wudang would not be Wudang, and the master would not be in charge.

Chen Letian said to Zhang Dazhen: "It's better than silver, my family is no worse than his family, and I'm afraid it's even more than his family's silver, haha." ”

"Vulgar!" Zhang Dazhen gave Chen Letian a conclusion, so he ignored him and continued to busy himself in the house.

Chen Letian didn't know much about this Xiang Fei, but from the short period of more than half an hour of mocking each other, he could see that this Xiang Fei was not very capable and his heart was not big. This is also normal, after all, born in such a high-grade family, all I heard from outsiders since I was a child is praise and praise. As for being ridiculed and humiliated, I am afraid that it has never been before.

If it were Chen Letian and he was born in such a family, it is estimated that his heart and eyes would be smaller than Xiang Fei. Xiang Fei is not bad, he didn't let his entourage and Chen Letian work the spot, and it can be regarded as a good family upbringing.

The beam is knotted.

As for when the retaliatory strike will come, Chen Letian can't predict it, it will definitely come anyway.

When and in what way, Chen Letian is not afraid. Chen Letian who crawled out of the pile of dead people, Chen Letian, who has seen countless dead people, is he still afraid of this?

"Da Zhenren, you say, if I kill that Xiang Fei, can I still stay in the capital?" Chen Letian sat on the ground and played with a small grass, and suddenly asked.

Zhang Dazhen's voice came out of the house, saying: "A thousand miles away from Bianjing City, you may be able to live." ”

"The energy of the Ministry of Industry is so great?" Chen Letian was a little surprised.

Zhang Dazhen continued: "The safest way is to leave the Great Song Dynasty. ”

Chen Letian was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Then what if Master Shangshu is also killed, do you still need to run for your life?"

Zhang Dazhen said: "If you can kill all the key figures of Lord Shangshu and the relevant forces, you don't have to run for your life." ”

Chen Letian snorted and said he understood.

Of course, these are just jokes.

Chen Letian and the Xiang family do not have a deep hatred, even if they have a deep hatred, they will not use this seems to be the most direct way to overturn the chessboard, but in fact, the probability of doing it is only one in 10,000.

It's just an assumption that he has nothing to do.

Zhang Dazhen suddenly pushed open the door, holding a stack of papers in his hand, and said to Chen Letian: "You meditate for a while, I'll go to the master for something." After that, Zhang Dazhen walked to the residence of the master of the sect, walked more than a dozen steps, and suddenly turned back and said, "Do you think that if you really have a hard fight with Xiang Fei, will the academy and Wudang help you?"

Chen Letian laughed: "It depends on how I put this fire, with Xiang Fei's brain, as long as I want to, I should easily lead the fire to the academy or Wudang, and then it will not be my business with the Xiang family, I just need to eat melon seeds and watch the play next to me." ”

Zhang Dazhen shook his head and left.

When Zhang Dazhen walked away, Chen Letian muttered to himself: "Wang Chongyang will definitely help me, but it's a pity that he went out and won't come back in the short term." And on the side of the academy, whether An Shi and Liu Shi help or not are still in the middle, Yang Yueshan, the junior brother of Caolu, is estimated to help me, after all, he is ashamed of me in his heart. For the rest, the Ten Brothers of the Iron Bull will definitely stand on my side..."Chen Letian calculated his current strength, and the more he calculated, the more he felt that he was really good, and it was really good to have so many contacts after returning to Beijing for a few months.

Chen Lotian closed his eyes, crossed his legs, straightened his waist and bowed his head slightly, and began to meditate.

The number of people in Wudang Mountain began to decrease in the afternoon. In terms of customs, the best time to make incense is in the morning. Of course, it doesn't mean that it has to be in the morning, and there are people who come in the afternoon.

The Daomen is quiet and inactive, and it doesn't care whether the incense is in the morning or in the afternoon.

When one of Zhuangzi's friends died, Zhuangzi sat on his back, holding a basin and singing while knocking, without any grief that could be expressed in common sense.

So the friend's child asked, "Are you a friend of my father?"

Zhuangzi said that I was a very good friend of his life.

My friend's child said, "Then why aren't you sad at all?"

Zhuangzi said, he, when he came, he came innocently crying, and now he has returned to the place where he came, he is going home.

Why are we crying and shouting at him here, so that he can go back innocently and in peace, isn't it very good?

Therefore, this rule and custom, many times it is not that it is not important, but these superficial things, in fact, are only for the inside.

These profound cultivators have never had an opinion about this pilgrim because of who came to the incense in the afternoon.

At this time, a young woman was wandering in the mountains with a group of followers, and she saw a young man in front of Zhang Dazhen's house, which seemed to be meditating. "Look, there's people there. The young woman stopped and pointed to Chen Letian not far away.

This woman is less than twenty years old, and her clothes are not luxurious at first glance, but at a closer glance, they are all expensive clothes from famous clothing stores in the capital. The expression on the face of the sturdy middle-aged woman next to her was very shrewd. The male entourage next to him all wore swords, and at a glance they knew that they were martial arts experts.

The sturdy servant woman said, "Miss, I have inquired, that person should be a disciple of the Qingtian Pavilion Cultivation Academy, Chen Letian." ”