At this time, at the foot of the mountain where Huixian Yaxu depends, there is a lush and hurried bamboo forest, and there is an unknown pavilion in the depths of this bamboo forest. The pavilion is a little dilapidated, apparently rarely visited, it has not been repaired for a long time, and the surrounding area is a little barren, so it looks a little bleak. Not far from the pavilion, there is a white azalea, which is blooming brightly.

At this time, there was a man in a dark brocade robe standing in the pavilion. The man was tall and majestic, but he looked a little unenergetic, so he was a little old, and even his body was a little rickety. The man gently leaned on the pavilion pillar with one hand, rubbing slightly, looking around with some confusion and nostalgia in his eyes, and finally stopped on the azalea, which gradually became hollow.

Xu felt the man's gaze, and the azaleas shook slightly, connecting in the man's empty eyes, and the red stamens in this quiet white became more and more vivid, and the red seemed to ooze blood.

The man's expression changed from confused to hideous to painful, and he murmured: "Are you waiting for me, aren't you?" Finally, he couldn't bear to cough violently, and skillfully took out the brocade to cover his mouth, and when it finally stopped, the brocade was already red. The man seemed to have been accustomed to it, put away the Jinpa expressionlessly, turned around and walked out of the pavilion. As soon as the person walked out of the gazebo, all emotions had been put away, and there was only indifference and majesty.

The man paused slightly, and a somewhat heavy figure quietly appeared in front of him, kneeling on one knee, bowing his head and saluting with both hands: "See Your Majesty." ”

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, stretched out a hand and said, "Bring it." ”

The figure hesitated slightly, but still took out a stack of white paper from his arms, it seemed that the new book had not been long ago, and the handwriting had not yet dried.

The man took the blank paper and opened it and began to browse carefully, it turned out that this was everything that happened in the poetry club, no matter how big or small, including several poems, and the reactions of everyone in the room were recorded in detail.

The man's gaze wandered rapidly on the paper, only pausing slightly on Yu Liang's poem "Ascending", frowning slightly and continuing to browse, and when he saw "Song of Long Hatred", his face finally changed slightly, his pupils shrank, and his face became uncertain as he continued to browse, and when he saw the last sentence "The days are long and sometimes endless, this hatred lasts forever", his face was calm again.

The man slowly exhaled a breath of turbid breath from his chest, and smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "Are you a sinner through the ages? ha, it's not bad!" and a little strange pause, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the poetry club with a slight look in his eyes, and whispered to himself in an inaudible voice:

"You guys, don't let me down!"

Then he bowed slightly to the person who was kneeling on one knee and said, "Go and have a look." ”

The heavy figure nodded in response, "No!"

Then he looked up and turned around, walked out of the shadows, and hung the signature simple expression, which had disappeared in a few flashes.

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"Presumptuous!" Li Ran's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was hideous, and he smashed the wine glass in his hand, and shouted: "You dare to insinuate and criticize my father, do you want me to kill you on the spot?"

Everyone in the audience was silent when they suddenly encountered this change, even Scholar Wu's face changed slightly, but he couldn't even care about the old man who had passed out.

Yu Liang was neither humble nor arrogant, and even seemed a little calm and calm: "Insinuation? I'm just telling a poignant and moving love story." As for the infatuation with the emperor, I really admire such a person who is so affectionate as lovesickness. Isn't it good to leave the country now? I just have some admonition and warning, and I hope that leaving the emperor will not be mistaken because of this. A sincere heart can be learned from the world, how can it be insinuated?"

After listening to Yu Liang's explanation, Liran's anger did not dissipate, although he did not choose people to devour as he did at the beginning, he still stared at Yu Liang.

Mrs. Xu hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said, "It's all a misunderstanding, Yu Liang is also a good intention after all, and he has no bad intentions, fortunately, His Royal Highness is magnanimous and doesn't care, Yu Liang, don't you hurry up and thank others!"

Yu Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, but he finally smiled and bowed and said, "It's me who is abrupt, if there is any offense, please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for forgiveness." ”

Liran exhaled deeply, pondered for a moment, and finally controlled his emotions, and sat back with an expressionless snort.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was no real conflict, otherwise this banquet that was destined to go down in history would have gone in the other direction.

The heart that Scholar Wu was carrying finally fell to the ground, and for a moment he gritted his teeth and decided to risk his life to save Yu Liang, a talent that is rare in the ages. I finally had time to take care of the water flowing on the side of the fainting, but I just helped the person up and probed it slightly, and then sighed inwardly and said, "Fortunately, my life is safe for the time being." It's just that the heroic qi that is the foundation of the body has dissipated with the name of the body, and the heart is traumatized, I am afraid that it will be ...... Time is running out. Alas, what's the pain!" said a trace of qi.

As this breath passed, Shui Dongliu finally woke up and slowly opened his eyes. It's just that I only felt very weak when I felt that I still had nothing after all, and I couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly: "I thought I was quiet, but it was muddy." The water flows eastward, the water flows eastward, after all, it is a flashy life, and it is all paid to the east. Hehe, ahem!!!" he began to cough violently. Scholar Wu was about to take a breath again, but he pushed him away.

Then he laughed maniacally: "I admit that your two poems, one long and one short, are eternal swan songs, and it is difficult for anyone in the world to make such masterpieces." Presumably, I will leave a legacy of infamy through the ages, and it is better than those mediocre mediocre people. It's just that you still can't prove that you're Mr. Xiaoyu, aren't you?"

Yu Liang took a step forward expressionlessly, and Scholar Wu sighed again with a wry smile: "Why bother?" Everyone in the audience also looked at each other, and even Lidye showed disgust.

"I can prove it!"

An anxious voice faintly came from the front, and everyone looked back in a daze, and the originally stiff situation in the field paused slightly.

I saw a rich figure trotting all the way through the crowd, panting to the field, and gasping for breath before saying: "Hey, don't you think it's a big misunderstanding, I've seen Mr. Xiaoyu, I can prove it!"

Everyone was stunned again, and said in their hearts, who is this? But Song Shouwen asked with some hesitation: "Is it the shopkeeper Wu of the Taiping Inn?"

Wu Yi smiled and nodded in response: "It's me, it's me, I've been running all day long, no wonder you don't know each other." As he spoke, his tone changed: "But everyone should know how I made my fortune, I am a person who has seen and heard of Mr. Xiaoyu with my own eyes." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Yu Liang and bowed his head and said, "Mr. Xiaoyu, we meet again, please give you a good treat." Then he turned his head to everyone and said, "I vouch for it with my head, this is definitely the Mr. Xiao Yu I have seen, and there will be no mistake!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that they remembered the history of this Wu shopkeeper's fortune, if this person personally assured, it seems that it is indeed me.

Li Ran frowned slightly, Scholar Wu was a little regretful, Shui Dongliu fainted again, and Yu Liang's pupils shrank, and he faintly felt that his hair stood on end.

Yu Liang's use of "Song of Long Hatred" to deal with it is actually a tentative idea, after all, Shui Dongliu is so obvious and deliberately aimed at Yu Liang that he almost pointed his nose at Yu Liang and shouted that there was a problem. Therefore, Yu Liang has been silently observing the reactions of everyone in the audience, especially the departure of the head.

It's a pity that the result is not satisfactory, and the realization of everyone in the field is no different, and even the micro-expressions of Lizhi show that this Shui Dongliu is obviously not arranged by him, and there seem to be some other people hidden in the shadows. And this shopkeeper Wu, who originally appeared in the name of Prince Keqing to see his side, obviously didn't know about it when he appeared, and I am afraid that he was also supported by some other people, so it was a hidden force on the side.

Although he didn't get the result he wanted, Yu Liang had already confirmed that this Luoyang City had fallen into some unknown whirlpool again, and for some reason, he should have entered the field of vision of these people, so that someone would take action, and Wu Yi would risk being suspicious to come forward to protect himself.

Yu Liang inexplicably thought of what he had encountered in Kangping Town before, although it was still a little scared. And this time it is obviously involved with himself, so that someone will attack him again and again. At this time, I was a little uneasy in my heart, and I said that I met two bosses last time, and this time it won't be like this, and I thought of the two "seniors of the Taixu One Line" who had a very high hidden force value and the unfathomable national teacher in their mouths only felt more and more numb, and I couldn't wait to leave Luoyang, a place of right and wrong.

Since then, this little episode has come to an end, and Li Ran glanced at Wu Yi deeply, got up and said: "This palace is not strong enough to drink, so I will leave first." As he spoke, he strode away without looking back.

Scholar Wu glanced at Yu Liang with complicated eyes, and said: "I am afraid that Mr. Xiaoyu's poetry will really spread all over the world. It's just that you're going to ..... Be careful!" said and sighed again: "It's not worth the trip!" and then picked up the fainting Shui Dongliu and left.

The people in the hall have left, the mountains below the hall are still there, and everyone in the audience is also in an extremely complicated mood at this time, with a sense of epic excitement, some frustration that has been hit, and a trace of unknown worry.

Yu Liang thought about it, pretended not to see Xu Qinghui, who was glaring at him again and again, and then said goodbye and left. The rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that Yu Liang just went out of the door thoughtfully, and saw a carriage quietly parked on the side of the road, and only slowly drove over when he saw himself coming out.