The embankment of thousands of miles was destroyed in the anthill - the reason why the Feng family has stood at the apex of countless wealthy families in the Shenwu Continent for more than 30,000 years is not only because of the generation of talents, but also because of the strict family rules that govern the master and the scholar.

The state has its own laws, and the families have its own laws. The 30,000-year-old Feng family rules are undoubtedly the strictest today.

If you eat the food of the Feng family, you must abide by the rules of the Feng family, and if you do not abide by the rules of the Feng family, and corrupt the style of the Feng family, then you will have to pay the price.

*****

The little scholar, for Ye Xue, is just an inconspicuous grass under his feet on the road of life, and this little grass is sent back to Fengjia Yangzhou, what tragic price will it pay, it is not Ye Xue's concern.

Yexue just felt that there was something wonderful about this world...... Now Feng Jinyu, the most outstanding first son in the world in the Shenwu Continent - so that for them now, the characters at the apex, they will actually start to communicate because of a little scholar.

*****

The thick door closed again, and Ye Xue opened it with his right hand, making a 'please' word, "Prince Jinyu, the humble house is simple, I don't know if Prince Jinyu can enjoy his face and drink a cup of tea......"

When Feng Jinyu heard this, he said with a smile: "It's an honor!" ”

Han Ming and Wei Ya got out of the way and let Feng Jinyu go first: "Prince Jinyu, please!" ”

Feng Jinyu nodded with a warm smile like a spring breeze, the hem of his clothes moved slightly, and he had already walked inside.

Ye Xue, Feng Jinyu, Han Ming, and Wei Ya are the four people, Ye Xue leads the way as the host, and Feng Jinyu is the honored guest, after Ye Xue, Han Ming and Wei Ya came to the end, and the expressions on their faces were calmer than before, but their eyes were still full of excitement.

*****

Between dozens of steps, Ye Xue, Feng Jinyu and a group of four people entered the inner courtyard.

Feng Jinyu stepped on the snow covered with straw mats, his eyes were white snow and red plums, and the tip of his nose was not only the fragrant plum of the cold plum, but also the aroma of wine and meat that had been removed from the plum blossom that had been placed in the pentagonal pavilion.

Feng Jinyu paused at his feet, stopped under the blooming cold plum tree, he looked at Wei Ya and teased: "Good food, good wine, and wonderful people by your side...... No wonder Brother Wei was elegant, chanting poems and singing......"

A wave of heat rose on Wei Ya's face, making his handsome face, white and red, red and white, and he said embarrassedly: "I'm still going to be able to compose poetry...... Singing, incomplete pentatonic sound, can only abuse other people's ears......"

Feng Jinyu listened to his words and laughed twice. When Wei Ya's red face deepened into a red apple, and he was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, Feng Jinyu whispered: "Actually, I can't sing...... I once howled a few times, and my brother said that with my voice, I can kill a thousand enemies on the battlefield......"

Feng Jinyu said word by word: "Demon @ sound!" ”

"Haha......" Wei Ya laughed immediately. The corners of Han Ming's mouth rose, and he was holding back a smile, and he endured it very painfully. Ye Xue's expression was also a little lighter.

After Feng Jinyu told a little story about himself, the distance between him and Wei Ya and Han Ming's original idol and worship was shortened a lot.

Wei Ya saw that the night snow was about to lead the wind and Jinyu into the room, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the pentagonal pavilion, "There is a panic in the house, there is white snow and red plums outside, let's sit outside, right?" ”

After Wei Ya finished speaking, he looked at Feng Jinyu and asked for his opinion.