The four of them got out of the carriage, and the students of the Longmen class were actually still behind, but they were with Cui Yu, and the Cui Yu disciples were already waiting on the other side, so they were led to the lake by the attendants first.

On the shore of the Moon Lake, a small boat is tied to the shore, and the four of them take a ride, bathing in the wind and waves, and the small island in the middle of the lake gradually grows up in the field of vision.

After a while, the figures scattered on the continent could be seen.

"We're coming late, and in about half an hour, people will gather on the heron viewing platform one after another, and the poetry meeting will begin." Li Yiqing pointed to the corner of a little building exposed on the continent, "At that time, the cultivators will try swords, literati and poems, and they will all be in the same place, and there will be exchanges on both sides." Therefore, as far as we are concerned, if the sword test is brilliant, there will naturally be a lot of people to praise you, and if one or two good poems can be produced among them, then the reputation will be over. ”

Then she glanced around, Zhang Junxue looked at her seriously and silently, Yang Yan stepped out of the boat to play in the lake, Pei Ye leaned on the stern, holding the book and frowning, everyone regarded fame and fortune as dung.

Li Yiqing poked the young man: "Did you hear it, this is the first time Bo Wangcheng has heard the name 'Pei Li', when the time comes, I will fight you, just if you win me." ”

"Huh? Don't do it, it's also the time when it matters. Pei Ye put down the book and glanced at her briefly, then picked it up again to cover his frowning brows, "And I don't have time to make this." ”

The girl propped her elbows and cheeks: "Then what do you have time for?" ”

Pei Ye raised his eyes again: "The most critical one I must have work on, that is, behind the poetry meeting, after the adult from Shaolong Mansion came." Let's try not to let Shang Huaitong get what he wants. ”

This is indeed the right thing to do this time.

Just as Li Yiqing's courage to fight to the death won Cuiyu a new life, Luo Defeng's sudden arrival was actually stained with blood.

Refusing to survive under the encroachment of the green feathers of the Tianshan Mountains, he abandoned the mountain gate and pressed the heavy treasure on Shang Huaitong, in order to renew a more long-term future for Qijiao.

For Cuiyu, it is natural that the situation of winning has been broken a gap, but on the other hand, in the past two days, Cuiyu Baizhu is eroding the seven Jiao who are powerless to resist at a crazy speed, if Shang Huaitong's attempt can be pressed to death, it is equivalent to saving three or two years of work to destroy this behemoth - within a few months, the owner of Bowang Martial Arts will be replaced.

The key to this is that Li Yiqing has explained to the young man in detail that the Luzhou Poetry Club is the first place to fight.

"Is this book that good?" The girl continued to ask.

Two days ago, Cui Yu's disciples arrived, she went out to stay with her classmates for one night, and when she came back, she found that the young man had inexplicably more of this love of reading.

"Well, a good book." Pei Ye buried himself in the paper, and raised his head in the gap between turning the pages, "Do you want to read it together?" ”

"Okay." Li Yiqing said, "But we'll have to wait." ”

She looked ahead, and the embankment had filled her view, and in a few moments, the small island of reeds and yellow herons was already at her feet.

As soon as I stepped on the field, I looked at it, and among the white sand and yellow reeds, a piece of green and blue firmly caught the eyes of several people. It was sixteen men in green clothes and swords, sitting or standing in a gazebo, looking this way.

There is an old legend that a group of winged hermits lived in the depths of Mt. Ioran, and their spirits would turn into good birds when they died.

No one has ever seen this legendary image, but if you want to find a closer look, I'm afraid it's these people in front of you. Although the green feather has become increasingly declining, this ancient melodious temperament is still a unique one that makes people fascinated.

Now that the girl waved at them, more than a dozen people immediately got up to greet the junior sister, like a kingfisher standing up.

Even in the past, the girl was in the door, let alone now.

Pei Ye was about to follow the girl over, but when he turned his head, he saw two other acquaintances first-one fat and one thin, one standing and one sitting, it was Zhang Dingyun and Fang Jidao.

The little fat man had already looked over, but the scholar was leaning under the stone, staring at the paper in a daze.

Pei Ye waved his hand, explained a few words to Li Yiqing, and walked over to the two, while Zhang Dingyun got up early to greet him and rushed to Pei Li in small steps.

"Brother Zhang."

Zhang Dingyun raised his arm: "You are now completely a member of Cuiyu." ”

However, this time he did not advise Pei Ye on his unwise choice like last time, but looked at him with some words.

"What's wrong?" Pei Li smiled.

"That's it. I've been here with him for the past two days, and I haven't been to the martial arts hall. Zhang Dingyun pointed to the scholar next to him, pinched his chin and said, "Then is there something going on in the martial arts hall in the past two days?" It felt like something was wrong in the city. ”

Pei Ye looked at him with a deep groan.

"There is also a bit of a strange feeling on the road of business" Zhang Dingyun looked at Pei Li, "My father asked me to inquire. Of course, I know that there are people who are trying to cover it up, and it's okay if it's inconvenient to say, so you should not know—no, just because I didn't ask at all. ”

"I know."

"Oh?!" Zhang Dingyun straightened up suddenly, in fact, his own curiosity accounted for a greater proportion than the impact on his own business.

"Reveal such a little bit of news." His two fleshy fingers pinched in front of Pei Li.

"I really advise you." Pei Ye smiled, lowered his head and leaned over, learning the calm tone of the little fat man that day, "This is an offending word, but we have this friendship after all-while it's still early, hurry up and stay away from Qijiao, and stammer our Cui Yu." ”

"Hiss-" Zhang Dingyun gasped, although he vaguely noticed some signs, he really didn't dare to think about it this way, because as usual, even if Cui Yu could suddenly defeat Qijiao's move, it would only make a little room for himself to breathe under the pressure of Qijiao, how could it be turned upside down in a few days?

Zhang Dingyun grabbed Pei Li's cuffs: "Don't be kidding, are you really fake?" ”

Pei Li smiled, and this time he said seriously: "Really." ”

“.” Zhang Dingyun was silent for a while, and only spoke out for a long time, "Actually. OK. The most important thing about our family's ties with Qijiao is some business on the lake. And there were rumors before that Catch Moon Lake was going to start construction and shrink the lake this year, and we have already begun to withdraw - of course, now that this thing can't be done, we are ready to re-enter again, thanks to your timely news. ”

Zhang Dingyun frowned, counting these things, while Pei Ye moved his gaze to another thin friend.

Fang Jidao leaned against the stone, and he really didn't look like the high-spirited scholar when they first met.

At that time, he was extremely eager to enter the Luzhou Poetry Club, but to this day, he has not even changed a new dress. The cheongsam could hardly hide the dirty old wrinkles, the bun was a little scattered, and the most important thing was that the whole person's spirit looked droopy and sad, and the temperament of the old book in his hand was wet with water.

"Brother Fang." Pei Ye remembered his situation in front of Qi Zhaohua that day, and now where this appearance came from is true and he doesn't know it, the young man looked at the man sympathetically, he hadn't had this kind of experience yet, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Fang Jidao raised his head when he heard this, his eyes didn't sleep well, and he barely cheered up: "Ah, Brother Pei, I'm really sorry, I originally said that I must write a good poem for you at this poetry meeting, but I really don't have the heart." ”

"Not necessarily." Pei Ye took him by the hand, "The poetry meeting is not going to open, let's go over together." ”

Fang Jidao smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Pei, you go first, I'll sit down for a while." ”

At this time, Zhang Dingyun came back to his senses, rolled his eyes and said: "I've been persuading for a long time - Fang Jidao, I'll be honest, it's just that you are depressed, don't you really want to help her endorse that poem, right?" ”

"I promised the layman."

"Bullshit!" Zhang Dingyun raised his chin and scolded, "You are really a turtle son bastard!" I really promised her. ”

“.”

Zhang Dingyun glanced at Pei Li: "Do you know that Qi Zhaohua obviously knows this kid's thoughts, and asked him to write an ode to Shang Huaitong." ”

Pei Ye nodded: "I saw this that day." ”

"It's just that, but it's disgusting and disgusting, and the most important thing is that this poem is simply a stepping stone and being stepped on!"

"Xiao Fang participated in the Luzhou Poetry Club last year, and he is the most up-and-coming young talent in the past year." Zhang Ding's luck exclaimed, "She also took a fancy to this and found a good stone for Shang Huaitong!" - But what about Xiaofang's future future?! ”

This Pei Ye was unheard of, and he frowned and glanced at Fang Jidao.

"She and Shang Huaitong go together as she pleases, but isn't it pure nonsense to let Xiao Fang do this kind of thing?!" Zhang Dingyun rolled his eyes, "I was really blind before, if it weren't for Xiaofang, I wouldn't have come to this bullshit poetry meeting!" ”

pointed to the boat that Pei Li had just gotten off: "Our boat won't let her rent it!" ”

Fang Jidao kept his head down and didn't say a word, obviously the little fat man had said these words in his ear many times.

It wasn't until his voice stopped that he looked up at Pei Li, and said with a reluctant smile: "Dingyun, he cares about me too much, in fact, she must have been forced by the layman, and it must have been a last resort to damage my reputation, not to mention that my thin name was originally obtained from the poetry meeting, and it should be returned to the layman, Brother Pei, don't have any prejudice against the layman." ”

Pei Ye was dumbfounded, but Zhang Dingyun immediately scolded a somewhat familiar sentence in a loud voice: "Fuck, you're fucking hopeless!" ”

——

Leaving the two pulling by the lake, Pei Ye went inside to meet Cuiyu and his party.

Guanlutai is close to the mountain and lake, enough to accommodate 500 people, now the cultivators are in the south, the literati are in the north, and the site is very redundant.

Pei Ye came to the stage and saw the cyan color of Cui Yu at a glance, and more than a dozen people were already sitting on a large blanket, with fruit and refreshments, and some pen and ink books.

It was the first time for Pei Ye to meet these Cui Yu disciples, they were mixed men and women, their bodies were light and agile, each of them was decorated with feathers of different colors and styles on their swords, and they all wore a white belt around their wrists.

Most of them are in their twenties, only four of them look immature, and one of them is particularly immature, only twelve or thirteen, which should be Li Yiqing's junior brother who mentioned "being promoted to the third life that night".

Slightly different from the jubilant atmosphere around, Cui Yu is surrounded by a sinking sharpness, although it is also laughing, but many people's faces are slightly pale, and the eyes of several people are still slightly red.

Li Yiqing was obviously talking and laughing as usual just now, and at this time, there was more sadness on his face, and it was easier for Gai to shed in front of people who could empathize with him.

However, the girl quickly sorted out her expression, and pushed the two people behind her in front of the disciples with a smile.

"This is Yang Yan, a friend I just met, and I also want to compare, he is young and promising, and he is a very powerful five life."

For a while, many eyes focused on Yang Yan, and the young man touched his head, trying to show a natural smile.

"Zhang Junxue, the successor of Xu Gu Zhang's "Waist Chopping Knife", is a very good person, and his knife skills are also very powerful, and he is also a master of Wusheng."

When Pei Ye came over, the Cuiyu disciples had already greeted these two people, and their eyes all moved to him.

Li Yiqing turned around and took Pei Ye forward: "This is Pei Li." ”

Pei Ye held his sword, hugged his fists and saluted, and the Cuiyu people bowed more deeply.

Then the girl walked to Cui Yu and pulled out the youngest one first: "Cui Xiaoyan, we all call him Little Swallow." ”

Then she counted them one by one: "Senior Sister Shen Qi, Senior Brother Chu Nian - remember, after the martial arts competition, please eat Capture Moon Tower, Senior Brother Kuang Rong."

Everyone had seen each other one by one, and the two sides were a little more familiar, and eighteen or nineteen people sat down.

It stands to reason that there should be a free conversation below, there are too many topics to be discussed, but Yang Yan and Zhang Junxue are not good at talking, and after Pei Li, who should be the focus of the conversation, said hello, he leaned aside and opened the book in his hand again, and continued to read without saying a word.

The disciples of Cuiyu looked at this young man who couldn't let go of the scroll, looked at each other, and they all saw the same sigh in each other's eyes - this is the effort of genius.

So even if there were thousands of words, it was inconvenient to disturb them at this time, so they started chatting with each other.

Gradually, everyone got acquainted, and the atmosphere began to rise, and on the heron viewing platform, the people were almost there.

When Pei Li, who was holding the book, heard his clear page turning, he realized that the field was quiet, looked up, and saw that everyone in Cuiyu was looking at the field with their mouths closed, so he also looked over, and his eyes couldn't help but open.

This woman is always a sight to behold.

Qi Zhaohua.

The teenager in the countryside grew up for seventeen years, and he really lacked imagination about the "exquisiteness" of women's dresses, and although he opened his eyes, he was either limited by his personality or limited by the environment, and several women he knew did not show him this characteristic.

It wasn't until the last time we met by the lake that Qi Zhaohua saw the world with a cloudy and rain-like dress and complementary makeup - it turns out that wearing a dress can have so much thought!

Unlike the flowery green willows of the day, today's women tend to dress as scribes, but they only spend a lot more thoughts, like a touch of elegant clouds, and their cold fragrance can be smelled through the eyes.

The moment he saw the woman, Pei Ye had a deep resonance with the little fat man's sentence "You are hopeless" - the woman, the wind god, really couldn't see what she was "forced".

(End of chapter)