Chapter 119: Actually, I'm pretty good

The Qianyuan Dart Bureau is still operating normally, Chu Ye and Lishui often go over to take a look, although Zhao Yiduan is no longer there, but the names of Chu Ye and Rong Qing plus the support of Fancheng Academy behind it and the holy decree of the Tang Emperor, the current Han Yuan Dart Bureau is still operating very well. Whoever dares to find trouble with the Qianyuan Dart Bureau is to find Chu Ye, find Rong Dashuai, find Fancheng Academy, and find trouble with the entire Datang!

In today's fighting continent, no one dares to provoke the Tang Kingdom!

The current Tang State is not the Tang Kingdom of the past, since defeating the Black Flame Army, the Tang Kingdom has become the most powerful country on the Fighting Continent. And the Tang Kingdom has always ruled the country with literature, so in the hearts of the vast majority of Tang people, literature is the right way.

Taixue is the center of Wendao, and the people inside will naturally have an incomparable sense of superiority, thinking that it is they who have made the Tang Kingdom so powerful.

Chu Ye came to Taixue at this time.

He is a double champion of the rookie competition and helped Tang regain his national prestige, but he is a martial artist, not a literati!

Taking a deep sniff of the air in Yingzhou, Chu Ye stretched his waist and walked slowly down the wide street with Chop Qianqiu.

"Brother Chop, Yingzhou is very prosperous, it seems to be more prosperous than when it came a year ago!"

Chu Ye thought about it, deliberately straightened his body, and pretended to be very knowledgeable.

"That's not your credit, Yanzhou used to be the center of the Fighting Continent, and now, people want to come to Yingzhou even more."

Chop Qianqiu hasn't been back for a long time, although he doesn't like scheming, but the streets and alleys where he grew up, he still remembers it from time to time.

"That's going to be a lot of fun! With so many people coming here, I'm afraid most of them are here to study, except for those who do business! ”

"Yes, my mother's letter made it very clear, people from all over the world rushed here to study and learn Wendao!"

"Wen Dao!"

Chu Ye was a little surprised, Tang Guo relied on martial arts to defeat the Black Flame Cavalry, and came to Yingzhou to learn Wendao!

"It's a long story, let's go through the formalities first!"

Coming to Yingzhou is equivalent to coming to the territory of cutting thousands of autumns. He was born and raised here, an authentic Yingzhou native, and an authentic Li royal family.

Chu Ye followed behind Chop Qianqiu's ass like a mountain cannon, took things, and asked some marginal questions. Chop Qianqiu is so skilled that he shuttles between the various yamen, and his body is so skillful that he can see that Chu Ye's eyes are straight.

"Don't you have to go to the saint?"

Chu Ye asked another shocking question.

"Of course not, Your Majesty is so easy to see! You just go to school, so you don't need to see the saint as soon as you come to the capital! ”

Cho Qianqiu patiently explained to Chu Ye, he naturally didn't think that Chu Ye was a small mountain people, this person used to be called the king of Chu!

"One last question?"

"Say!"

"When to eat? Hungry! ”

Chop Chiaki laughed, okay, go eat now. "Do you want to eat at my house, or do we both go out to eat secretly?"

Chu Ye looked at a tall building on the opposite corner and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Let's eat here, there must be a lot of rules in your family, I can't wait." ”

Chu Ye didn't regard chopping swings as an outsider, this was what he said in his heart. According to common sense, Chu Ye was going to visit Qianqiu's parents, and the relationship between the two of them was really good. But Chu Ye was afraid that there would be all kinds of red tape as soon as he entered the gate of the royal family, so it was better to fill his stomach first, anyway, it would not be bad for money.

"Well, I don't want to go back to eat either, I can't get enough to eat. Don't be polite for a while, just order, I'm in for a treat! ”

"Don't worry, brother, you have to eat until you feel distressed!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked side by side into the restaurant on the corner.

Four dishes and one soup plus two small pickles, the table is already full.

"How's it going, it's distressing, right?"

Chu Ye put a piece of beef in his mouth, tasting the delicious taste while idle.

"If you're not full, you can order it again later!"

Chop Qianqiu drank the soup slowly, his demeanor was completely different from that in Fancheng Academy. After all, this is the capital, and there are too many people who know him.

He and Chu Ye consciously found a corner against the wall, and a small table for two people was enough. These two don't pay attention to any pomp, just eat enough.

"Brother Leng, what do you say Chu Ye's literary cultivation is?"

A bookish guy not far away asked.

"Brother Zhao, you can't definitely compare with you, just a martial artist!"

The surname Leng spoke in a rough voice, obviously a martial artist.

"Brother Leng, are you also a martial artist?"

"I'm telling the truth, there are requirements for the rookie competition, and my strength is above them, but I'm too old to go. Otherwise, it is not yet known who will win the championship! Hey, even if I get lucky enough to win a championship, so what, it's better to be an ordinary student in your Taixue Middle School, the foundation of Taixue Zhongren is really deep, and I have always regretted that I didn't learn much Wendao. ”

These two of you talked to me one by one. The topic is more or less related to Chu Ye.

Qi Qianqiu looked at Chu Ye and saw that this guy was eating while laughing as if he was nothing, and he didn't take the words floating over to heart at all.

"Hey, I've heard about it, Chu Ye is also going to your Taixue to study."

The martial artist surnamed Leng spoke in a slightly smaller voice.

"Everyone knows this, do you need to be so quiet? This can be a holy kiss! ”

The literati surnamed Zhao also subconsciously looked around, thinking that he was afraid that someone would hear it.

"I'm not qualified to enter Taixue, why can he enter? I heard that somebody wants to embarrass him? ”

"No wonder you look like a thief, it's not that you have to deal with him, what are you afraid of."

The martial artist surnamed Leng cleared his throat after hearing this, "Don't let me see him, if I do, I really want to ask for a few tricks, a group of little kids won a championship in the competition, good guy, the entire Fighting Continent is blowing about how powerful he is, how powerful he can be!" ”

The martial artist surnamed Leng became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and later his voice was so loud that the entire restaurant could hear it.

The literati surnamed Zhao shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You are also telling the truth, Brother Yu really talked about this person in Taixue a few days ago, it is indeed as Brother Leng said, a little unworthy of the name!" ”

Chu Ye was still eating with relish, but he didn't talk to Chop Qianqiu again, and the two of them were now listening carefully.

"Brother Yu! You're talking about Yu Deshui, the son of Lord Shang Shuyu! ”

"That's the man."

The martial artist surnamed Leng nodded, "Brother Yu is a master, talented, and brilliant. In the future, he will be the pillar of my Tang Dynasty! What did he say about Chu Ye? ”

As soon as these words came out, the restaurant suddenly fell silent, and the diners in the room had already noticed these two, and their conversation was so intriguing. It's like someone who has been hungry hears the cry of "Come and eat".

The literati surnamed Zhao paused slightly, and he also noticed that the room had become quieter, but he didn't care.

"Brother Yu's statement is very similar to Brother Leng's, a martial artist has won a championship, and it is not an adult competition, can he use such a big book? How can he be so powerful, it is estimated that it is, haha, it is estimated that he borrowed the light of his father-in-law Rong Dashuai! ”

"Smack!"

Before the laughter in the room could rise, a bowl suddenly fell on the table, and the sound was so loud that it directly suppressed the rest of the noise in the entire restaurant.

Qi Qianqiu suddenly stood up with anger on his face, so shocked that everyone in the restaurant didn't dare to squeak.

"Two, Chu Ye has made immortal contributions to my Tang Dynasty, how can you comment on meritorious people behind your back!"

Chu Ye secretly applauded, he was so angry, he could still speak in a crepe, he really admired it!

"This is the truth, besides, it's not what we said, it's just a retelling!"

The literati surnamed Zhao seemed to be very dependent, and he was not intimidated by the momentum of cutting thousands of autumns at all.

"yes, who are you? We're here to eat and talk about what the is! ”

The martial artist surnamed Leng changed his previous Sven, and the fierceness on his face was revealed.

Chop Qianqiu is not good at talking, and he is not good at arguing with others.

At this time, he was already a little uncontrollable, clenched his fist, and was about to swing it.

The martial artist surnamed Leng also stood up, raising his eyebrows and staring at Cho Qianqiu, not looking at this young man who was more than ten years younger than him.

Chop Qianqiu's eyes are like a tiger, and the sea of qi in his body is surging, and he is about to burst out!

"Kill brother, don't be impulsive, this ugly monster has some ways."

Before Chu Ye's words fell, his body had already come to Chop Qianqiu's side.

The martial artist surnamed Leng was stunned for a moment, his heart was not good, and he ran into a master. Seeing that he was still a handsome young man, he immediately relaxed his guard.

"You're the ugly bastard, whose little brat?"

Hearing this, Chu Ye motioned to Chop Qianqiu to go to the literati surnamed Zhao. Turning around and pointing at the martial artist surnamed Leng and said, "Who are you scolding, little brat?" ”

"I'll scold you, little boy!"

As soon as the martial artist surnamed Leng finished speaking, there was laughter in the restaurant.

It is estimated that he has not suffered such a great humiliation, and the martial artist surnamed Leng has a red face, and with a force of his right hand, he pulls out a scimitar from his waist. A cold light flashed, the room was silent, and many people lowered their heads and pretended to eat.

Chu Ye looked around and shook his head helplessly. These people only know how to watch the play, and they laugh when they don't care about themselves, and when they fall into their own bodies, they become turtles with shrunken heads. This is the people of my Tang Capital?!

The literati surnamed Zhao hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Leng, forget it, the battle of tongues will not end here!" ”

Seeing that the martial artist surnamed Leng was still staring at him, Chu Ye turned his head and said, "You are not bad, although you mentioned Rong Dashuai before, but you are also unintentional, I can spare you." As he spoke, he turned back again, "You can't, you are not only rude in your words, but also deliberately slander others, and even escalate the argument of your tongue to a matter of life and death, you deserve to die!" ”

Chu Ye is as steady as Mount Tai, and there is no cowardice at all. The diners in the restaurant did not dare to look at this side, almost all of them lowered their heads, pricked up their ears, and listened carefully.

The martial artist surnamed Leng shouted, "This is you looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless, Brother Zhao, please give me a witness, it was he who insulted Brother Yu first, Hugh blames me!" ”

"Huh!" The scimitar swung down at Chu Ye, and a huge force carried a strong wind that brought all the dishes around Chu Ye to the wall!

Chu Ye had already wanted to make a move, but he couldn't make trouble when he first entered the capital, so he repeatedly concealed it, until when it came to his father-in-law Rong Dashuai, Chu Ye couldn't bear it, but fortunately, he stood up first.

Chu Ye saw that the other party wanted to take his life, and knew that he must have a backer behind him, okay, let's start with you!

"Click!"

A silver dragon flew out from Chu Ye's palm, "Bang dang! With a bang, the scimitar shattered, and the arm behind the scimitar also turned into a cloud of red powder!

The force was controlled just right, and all the residue fell onto the table in front of Chu Ye, and not a drop of blood splashed on the tables of the other diners.

"Ahh

The martial artist surnamed Leng only felt that his right arm was light, and then it was painful, he looked down and saw that the right side of his chest was empty!

The restaurant was surprisingly quiet, and there was not even a sound of panting!

The martial artist surnamed Leng had already passed out, and the literati surnamed Zhao knew that he had provoked someone who should not be provoked, and he was so frightened that he trembled like chaff, not knowing what to do.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our small business really can't stand such a toss! I have no choice but to report to the police! ”

The owner of the restaurant looked helpless, although he didn't know the identities of these people, but he dared to use force like this at the feet of the Son of Heaven, he must be a figure he couldn't provoke.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you, this is some silver, you take it first, if it's not enough, please send someone to my house to get it!" Oh yes, my name is Li Hao, and I live in the Protector's Mansion, this is a waist card! ”

Chop Qianqiu took the golden waist card to the boss to see, the boss heard that it was the person who protected the country, and then heard that it was the Li family's son, and then glanced at the big word "protector" on the waist card, and was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand.

"No need, no need, no money, I won't report to the official, I won't report it!"

Chop Qianqiu whispered to Chu Ye: "Actually, I'm quite powerful!" ”