Xiao Yu walked out of Gong Zun's sight without stopping, even if he didn't give this Shangzhu country too much face, it was not that Xiao Yu was too arrogant, but with his current status, he had a shallow relationship with a Shangzhu country bank who was not in his position, which was a big violation of common sense. Moreover, judging from today's situation, what this Jiangzhou ancestor asked is a bit ill-intentioned, what is Shenzhou Lu Shen? What is the solution of the people upside down? This is a heart-wrenching statement! Although Xiao Yu does not care, he does not want to provoke right and wrong in vain.

At this time, Lin Yinping had already finished worshiping the Buddha and incense, and politely refused the request of the old monk on the side to ask her to ask for a sign, and took Xiao Yuyi out of the main hall, not that she couldn't believe the monks in this temple, but she felt that she and Xiao Yuyi had been counted by the Qingchen Dazhen of Taoism.

Seeing that Xiao Yu was no longer in place, Lin Yinping informed a few secret guards, and only took Xiao Yuyi to walk and stop in the Yuanjue Temple, at this time, because of the dialectical conference, the back temple of the Yuanjue Temple has been sealed, and there are monks who know the guests to guard the door, and the idlers cannot enter, thinking that those high-ranking monks and celebrities are most likely in the back temple.

After Lin Yinping glanced at it from afar, he frowned slightly, Xiao Yu shouldn't have gone to the back temple to join in the fun, right? Thinking of this, Lin Yinping pursed his lips, no wonder they all said that this man is sometimes like a child who has not grown up, and it is really not worry-free.

Just when Lin Yinping was hesitating whether to go to the Hou Temple, a young man with a beautiful maid and dressed in brocade clothes walked not far from her and said with a smile: "This girl, but you are going to participate in the dialectic conference?"

Lin Yinping's eyes flashed with a bright color, and he had to praise a handsome boy, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a jade tree in the wind, but the fat powder was a little thicker, compared to Xiao Yu's battle-hardened aura, it seemed too soft.

This handsome boy held a gold-painted folding fan in his hand, and after glancing at Xiao Yuyi held by Lin Yinping in his hand, his face showed a sudden look, he closed the folding fan and slapped it in his palm, shook his head and smiled: "It's me Meng Lang, I should call Mrs." ”

After all, Lin Yinping has been in a high position for a long time, and his bearing is naturally good, and he doesn't have much feeling for these families in Jiangzhou, at most, he feels that he has a good skin, which is much more pleasing to the eye than the men on the grassland, but the fat powder is too heavy, and even some people look more delicate than her, which will inevitably make people feel cold. She took a small step back without a trace, and said in the tone of the Jiangnan woman: "I just took the little girl to the incense, maybe the grandson was impatient to wait, and he had already entered the back temple." ”

The young man said very enthusiastically: "If Mrs. is not disgusted, I am willing to lead the way for Mrs. ”

"No need. ”

A cold voice sounded, and Xiao Yu appeared not far away at some point, holding his hands behind his back and looking at the young man expressionlessly.

The young man turned his head when he heard this, and his eyes just touched Xiao Yu.

Although he was level-eyed, he inexplicably had a feeling of being overlooked by Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu asked flatly, "Which family are you?"

A strange smile appeared on the young man's face, I don't know if it was because Xiao Yu didn't know him, or because of Xiao Yu's obviously old-fashioned words.

The Yan maid who had been following him said in a stiff tone: "Jinshan Gong Clan." ”

Xiao Yu snorted, "Who are you Gong Zun?"

After seeing Xiao Yu, the young man already knew in his heart that this man was probably the man in front of him who made him a little lady, looking at his clothes and bearing, it was not like an ordinary person, now it was a dialectics conference, and there were many masters, and he didn't want to have more rights and wrongs, until Xiao Yu called the ancestor's name and surname, he was slightly angry, frowned and unfolded the fan, revealing the picture of the beautiful woman with a vivid color on it.

Since the establishment of the son of the Yan Hong fame, the iconic beauty fan, caused many pretentious family children to follow suit, especially in the Jiangnan area, almost everyone in the hand of the folding fan to draw a picture of beauty, according to the status of the family, from a beauty to ten beauties, and the young man's folding fan in front of him painted a full ten beauties of different colors, this folding fan is also very famous in Jiangzhou, known as the ten beautiful pictures.

The young man was about to fold the fan to the person in front of him lightly, but the beautiful maid behind him suddenly changed his face, and he didn't care about the number of respects and humility, grabbed his master, and swept back suddenly.

A hint of gloom flashed on the young man's face, and he asked, "What?"

Yan Wan stood in front of him as if she was facing a great enemy, and said in a deep voice: "Childe, look." ”

At some point, there was already a seemingly ordinary pilgrim standing in each of the eight directions around their master and servant, all with their hands hanging down at their sides, their faces indifferent.

Although the woman was dressed in maid costumes, she was actually a first-class and first-class hand, and her face was ugly: "It's the Bafang Formation." ”

The Octagon Formation, the most commonly used formation for the secret guards to arrest key criminals.

The young man's face became solemn at this time, and after putting away the folding fan in his hand, he snorted coldly, "It turned out to be a person from the secret guard." ”

Xiao Yu waved his hand, motioned for Zhang Xiao and the others to step back, and then said flatly: "I just met Gong Zun. ”

The young man's expression froze, and then the expression on his face turned cloudy and clear, he saluted with a fan in both hands, and said with a chic smile: "It turns out that Your Excellency is a friend of your ancestor, and you are in a hurry, and I hope to forgive me." ”

As the eldest grandson of the Gong family in Jinshan, he knows his grandfather's temperament very well, and he has been living in a simple place since he was a scholar, and the four families in Jiangzhou, not to mention the others, are his own father, the contemporary head of the Gong family, it is extremely difficult to meet him, and the person in front of him can meet the ancestors, and he doesn't know how many Jiangzhou scholars to envy when he says it.

Besides, after seeing the ancestor, the person in front of him still calls the ancestor's name and surname, will it be smaller?

After Xiao Yu glanced at him, he took Xiao Yuyi's little hand from Lin Yinping's hand, and said softly, "Let's go back." ”

Lin Yinping nodded slightly.

After Xiao Yu and his party walked away, a middle-aged Confucian walked up to the young man and said softly, "That person is Xiao Yu." ”

The young man, who was originally a little unwilling, showed a sudden look on his face, "That woman is Lin Yinping, the princess of the grassland?!"

Xu Hongru said softly: "Mr. Gong asked me to bring you a message, although Xiao Yu went to Jiangdu alone, but in the end, the king of the northwest who stepped all the way to the grassland and the northwest, or the emperor of Dazheng, died at his hands, and it is not something that you juniors who have not yet taken power can easily provoke." ”

Brother Gongzi said calmly: "According to the meaning of the old ancestor, just forget it?"

Xu Hongru smiled, "Gongzi, listen to my advice, the Xiao family's father and son's baht will be repaid, you don't have a personal experience, but the dead Emperor Zheng is a living example, this is really a gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, now not only Emperor Zheng died in the hands of the Xiao family's father and son, but even half of the world of this great Zheng fell into their hands." Besides, being lost face by the king of Xiping County, can it still be regarded as losing face?"

The prince of the Gong family nodded, knowing that what Xu Hongru said was reasonable, if he wanted to embarrass Xiao Yu, he still had a lot of weight, and if he wanted to wrestle with Xiao Yu, at least he had to be a figure at the level of the ancestor.

Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "Mr. Xu, you said that Xiao Yu is going to Jiangdu?"

Xu Hongru didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Brother Gongzi paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Then I will also go to Jiangdu, although I can't afford to provoke it, but look at the excitement, it's always okay, right?!"