Oriental Tianji Chenxing Country, the country is established by force, and the domestic martial arts prevail, after all, the emperor Dongfang Ri is a generation of Tianjiao, and he has conquered this country with martial arts.

"Wu? It seems that I have no hope in this life, I can only start with literature, get a literary champion, and when the time comes, I will branch the government and become a petty official in the local area, which can be regarded as an official position, and at that time, I should get out of this cage, and they will not dare to do anything to me. Ouyang Yan thought of this, and breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his frozen red and swollen face.

Although this national capital was founded by force, the literary style was also prevalent.

Now above the court, there is Ouyang Lie, the official of the frontier as "Wu Zai." ”

The text has An Min's advice, and the chief writer of the holy decree in the study room is "Qin Hanlin." "For Moon Jae.

Yiwu Yiwen is very famous in the market, and is regarded by the market as: Ouyang Lieri of Wu'anbang, Qin Hanlin Book of Wenxingguo.

However, there is another theory in the market, but it is the two masters of this literature and one martial arts, the concept is not harmonious, there are quite disputes, as for the truth or falsehood, no one knows.

Ouyang Lie has always admired the rise and fall of martial arts, saying that this is what a big husband should do, and that it is a fallacy for scholars to say that it is useless.

Qin Hanlin, on the other hand, advocated education first, emulating the prosperity of the ancient culture and martial arts, and said that dancing with knives and sticks was a reckless man in response.

The theoretical arguments between the two were indistinguishable, and in the end, the civil and military forces went hand in hand, and now the Oriental Tianji Chen Star Kingdom is equally important to the civil and military arts.

Because there are two major civil and military prime ministers who maintain their own theories, this is a prosperous era.

Although Ouyang Yan stayed at home, he knew these things well, so he knew what he was going to do.

Wu, he didn't dare to imagine, he could only start with the text, so a large part of the many books he bought were from Qin Hanlin.

As a "young master" who is extremely unpopular in the family. "It's usually good to have enough to eat, and there are no resources needed for martial arts cultivation to use at all.

This also shaped his current thinking.

The so-called poor literature and rich martial arts mean this.

If you don't have an extremely abundant supply of resources, you want to practice? That's whimsical.

Pengpeng!

There was a sound of slamming the door, and the door, which was not strong, seemed to collapse under the knock of the man outside.

"Open the door, open the door, do you want more charcoal. A shrill female voice came from outside the door, and the tone was like a young lady scolding a subordinate.

"What are you arguing about, tell you to do something, you have to freeze the young master and me to death to be happy, right?" Ouyang Yan opened the door with a straight face, and a pair of eyes stared at the maid holding a small half pot of broken charcoal.

"Yo, the tone is not small, a young master like you, it was harvested by heaven when you froze to death. The maid's sharp voice smiled mercilessly, threw the broken charcoal in her hand to the ground, turned around and was about to leave.

Ouyang Yan squatted down, picked up the charcoal on the ground, and smiled contemptuously as he picked it up: "A subordinate is a subordinate after all, no matter how arrogant you are, you can't change anything, but it is even more despised." ”

The maid who turned around and walked a few steps, as soon as she heard Ouyang Yan's words, her mean face turned green, she stopped and turned around, and ran with an angry face, like an arrow off the string, blink in front of Ouyang Yan, and poked out her palm, about to make a move.

"The subordinate beats the master, according to the laws of the country, the man is exiled to the frontier to work as a coolie, and the woman is sent to the Qinglou to be ****, you have to think clearly. Ouyang continued to pick up the charcoal, unmoved, and said slowly.

In fact, his heart fluctuated greatly, and the palm wind of this maid's palm was like a sword, and before the palm hit his body, the palm wind was whistling, like an arrow shot out.

Ouyang Yan knew that this maid, called Hengqing, was a thug trained by Ouyang Yu, the daughter of the second-grade lady Heng Yuniang.

Ouyang Yu is one year older than Ouyang Yan and is his half-sister, but in this Ouyang Mansion, no brother or sister can afford him as a younger brother.

The reason why these maids are arrogant is because they are not ordinary maids, they are all henchmen sent from the matrilineal family.

Ouyang Yan is no longer surprised by this, but now in the house, she has always been a subordinate.

"You...... Hmph, you're just a sinister seed that survives, and it won't be long before you get complacent. Hengqing's face was full of mean arrogance, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes glaring at Ouyang Yan, eager to kill him.

Syllable!

Suddenly, Ouyang Yan, who was squatting and picking up charcoal, was like a thunderstorm under a situation that she didn't expect or could not have imagined, directly leaving a black five-finger print on her white and tender face.

The hand he had picked up the charcoal was black and full of black charcoal, and it was slapped on Hengqing's face like this.

For a while, Hengqing was stunned, she thought she was dreaming.

Ouyang Yan, who has always dared to speak his tongue, dared to do it today, which is simply a fantasy.

"I can't choose my origin, but I will never allow anyone to slander my bloodline and my mother, especially someone like you. Ouyang Yan glared at the angry eyes, and looked at the stunned Hengqing in front of him without fear and said coldly.

"I'm going to kill you. Hengqing was hysterical, her eyes were splitting, like crazy, no matter what the consequences she had to face, she slapped Ouyang Yan with one palm.

Ouyang Yan's heart beat violently.

After years of reading, I understand: if you are not afraid, your heart will be determined, and if you are determined, you will be full, and if you are full of God, you will not be able to do it with violent anger.

But the fearless and tough opponent really wants to attack, and there is not enough strength to resist is two reasons.

Splatter!

Hengqing slapped Ouyang Yan's chest with a palm, and the fierce palm wind was like a giant hammer, and the air sounded with a popping sound, which showed how resentful she was with this palm.

"Huh!" Ouyang Yan thought that if he didn't die under this palm, his sternum would be broken, but he never thought that at this moment, something strange happened to the piece of peace charm that his mother left for him.

Burst!

Hengqing was puzzled, and in the spit of blood, the whole person was thrown like a parabola, and a clicking sound came from her body.

In the end, he threw dozens of steps and smashed on the ground and struggled a few times, and then there was no movement.

"I actually killed someone!!" Ouyang Yan muttered a sentence in shock for a while, and his whole body was trembling.

Killing, he had never thought about it, and now he saw with his own eyes that a subordinate wanted to kill him, but died without his knowledge, he felt that his head was empty.

He reached for his chest and took out a piece of peace charm that was close to him.

This peace charm can be said to be the only item left to him by his mother.

When he misses his mother, he will take it out to see things and think about people, but he didn't expect that this peace charm, which looks extremely ordinary, has changed today.

He couldn't be more familiar with this piece of peace charm left by his mother, but today he looked at this piece of peace charm again, and he felt extremely unfamiliar.

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