Just when Zhao Qinhe and Gu Fangzhou were talking nonsense in the box, there was a sudden commotion on the street that was still silent.

What's going on?

Zhao Qinhe and Gu Fangzhou were curious in their hearts, and they leaned against the window one after another and looked down at the street.

I saw that the main street, which was still sparsely populated, was already full of people at some point, and the old and young braved the hot sun to walk out of their homes, gathered together, and talked about it.

Sure enough, gossip and watching a lively nature will exist no matter what world it is.

Zhao Qinhe sighed lightly, and also put his eyes on the focus of the onlookers.

I saw that in the center of the onlookers, a sedan chair with a magnificent appearance was stopped in the middle of the road, and a handsome young man wearing a silver silk dress and a purple and gold belt around his waist was standing in front of the sedan chair with angry eyes, and there were many strong men like guards around him, all of whom looked tense.

Zhao Qinhe's eyes shrank when he saw the silver-clothed young man, because he actually couldn't see through the young man's martial arts cultivation, there were only two possibilities in this situation, one was that he had never practiced martial arts at all and was just an ordinary rich kid, but his cultivation was very profound, at least three small levels beyond him.

Zhao Qinhe secretly observed him, he could feel a sense of threat in the young man's body, he had an intuition, if the two faced each other alone, the possibility of his own defeat was very high, this young man was very strong.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Qinhe's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, the rivers and lakes were really big.

Zhao Qinhe himself has opened up a qi vein and reached the first level of the Tong Pulse Realm, but he still can't see this young man's cultivation realm, which means that this young man's martial arts realm is at least above the fourth level of the Tong Pulse Realm.

He looked at the young man for a moment, then moved his gaze to the other side of him.

His gaze shifted, Zhao Qinhe took a closer look, and his gaze suddenly shrank.

I saw that opposite the silver-clothed young man, a young man in a pale white scholar's Confucian costume was sitting on a long bench with a big grin, which was placed horizontally in the middle of the road, occupying half the width of the street.

"This young scholar's martial arts cultivation is actually above the fourth level of the Tongmai realm!"

When Zhao Qinhe first looked at the young scholar, he found that he still hadn't been able to see through his martial arts cultivation, but he could feel a stronger sense of threat in his body than the silver-clothed young man opposite him.

"He's stronger!"

Zhao Qinhe looked at the young scholar's childish/tender face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, he just sighed in his heart, and didn't take it to heart, after all, with the fragments of the main god, his eyes were never on these juniors, what he wanted to do was to control the chess players in the world, no matter how strong the chess pieces were, no matter how talented they were, they would not be in his eyes.

After cleaning up his mood in an instant, he watched with interest, after all, everyone has a heart for gossip.

"Dong Fangzheng, are you sure you won't get out of the way!" the silver-clothed young man stared angrily at the young scholar in front of him, and asked viciously.

When Dong Fangzheng heard this, he still looked like a hanger, sitting on the bench, crossing Erlang's legs, plucking his ears with his fingers, and flicking the filth out of his ears towards the silver-clothed young man.

"You..." The silver-clothed young man hurriedly dodged, and his angry originally handsome face was also slightly distorted.

"What are you, I won't let you, I won't let you, you can be me and, cut!" Dong Fangzheng said disdainfully.

"Dong Fangzheng, are you determined to go against our Baiyu Ouyang family!" said the silver-clothed young man in a deep voice.

Laugh at!

Hearing this, Dong Fangzheng sneered and said, "Don't put yourself so high, Ou Yangming, you can't represent the Baiyu Ouyang family, if it's your brother Ouyang Bo, this sentence still has a bit of weight, as for you..."

Dong Fangzheng looked at him and showed a disdainful smile.

"Not yet!"

"Get out, don't disturb this uncle/master for lunch break, if you have an opinion, you Baiyu will find your brother." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand, as if to drive away flies, and then closed his eyes directly, looking restless.

"You..."

Ou Yangming was sarcastically treated by him like this, his face was red with anger, and he pointed at Dong Fangzheng, who was resting with his eyes closed, speechless for a long time.

Just when Zhao Qinhe thought that he would not be able to hold back his anger and act directly, he didn't expect that Ou Yangming took a deep breath, and the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant, and his originally distorted face showed a hint of a smile, which was a sarcastic smile.

"I originally thought that the students of the famous Yuzhou Shushui Academy should be rich and talented, but I didn't expect that when I saw it today, it was really better to see it than to hear it, but I didn't expect that the self-proclaimed Confucian orthodoxy, the Shushui Academy that returned to the stream is nothing more than that, the students who have been educated are vulgar and unreasonable, but it is a pity, no wonder the national strength of my Dayuan Dynasty will become weaker and weaker, how can such a scholar govern the country, alas!"

Ou Yangming said sarcastically, and at the end he shook his head and sighed again and again, if he didn't know what was going on, it really made people think that he was worried about the future of the country and the court.

was guided by him for a while, and the people who were still honestly acting as melon eaters talked about it, and many of them even pointed fingers at Dong Fangzheng directly.

"Oh, you don't look like you're a complete piece of shit, not bad. ”

Dong Fangzheng, who was being pointed at, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ou Yangming, there was no unhappiness in his eyes, his eyes were as clear as water, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all, as if he had been accused by Ou Yangming just now, and now the person who was being pointed out and discussed had nothing to do with him.

For some reason, when Ou Yangming saw his appearance of Gujing Wubo, a trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart, he felt as if he had done something wrong, but for the sake of face, he still hardened his heart and looked at Dong Fangzheng.

"Why is what I just said wrong, take a look at the whole leopard, you are known as the current head of Shushui Academy, and you are quite unreasonable, you can imagine how good the moral quality of other scholars can be, if you want me to say, it is better to dissolve the entire academy directly, so as not to harm my Dayuan literary circle and my Dayuan people. Ou Yangming said with a straight face.

"Well, you have a point. ”

never thought that in the face of his accusations, Dong Fangzheng not only did not defend at all, but also looked in agreement.

"Well, since you want to be reasonable, then I'll talk to you. ”

"Well, you're right, you really deserve to be the head of the contemporary school of Shushui Academy, although..."

When Ou Yangming heard Dong Fangzheng say this, his heart was suddenly happy, and he thought that Dong Fangzheng had softened, but before he could finish speaking, suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears, and then a huge fist hit his right eye, and at the same time, there was a chaotic shout in his ear, which was the voice of his guard.

Bang!

With a punch, Ou Yangming's whole body flew behind him, instantly smashing the magnificent and brilliant sedan chair behind him, and then flying out upside down unabated.

Just as Ou Yangming flew out upside down, Dong Fangzheng, who had been sitting on the bench, appeared at some point where Ou Yangming was originally standing, and his right hand was still in a punching posture.

"My truth is..."

Dong Fangzheng looked at Ou Yangming, who had already flown away more than ten zhang away, and said, "Fists are the last word. ”