"Where do I have the blessing of seeing the master of the meeting with my own eyes," Lao Chen shook his head, "Even if there is, I'm afraid that with my old bones, I can't bear it." ”

Indeed, if the strength is insufficient, even if you watch it from the sidelines, I am afraid that it will be affected by the aftermath, and you may die unexpectedly.

"When something like this came out, we immediately reported it to the meeting. Soon the Lord will come and order us to leave. Not long after we left, we heard a roar from behind, and a strong vibration, which finally died down after a burst of fire. When we returned to the meeting, we were told that the matter had been settled by the leader himself. ”

After Lao Chen finished speaking, he let out a long breath, and finally said, "If Brother Wen wants to enter the Xunwu Hall to watch martial arts, dealing with ghosts and participating in the catastrophe is the fastest way to get meritorious." Although the management industry can also get merit, it is too little merit. If you want to cultivate the martial arts on the third floor of the Xunwu Palace, you must accumulate at least ten years or more. ”

Decade?

Wen Cheng shook his head when he heard this, he didn't want to wait for ten years to learn a martial art. In ten years, even if he relies on finding skill points, I am afraid he will be able to deduce the Red Demon Skill to an extremely high level, which is completely meaningless to Wencheng. If he could wait for ten years, then what would he be doing when he came to join the club? Didn't he just want to get a better exercise as soon as possible?

But the horror of the catastrophe also made Wencheng feel frightened. He didn't think that Lao Chen was saying big things to scare him, because there was no need for this at all, and Lao Chen's demeanor didn't look like he was lying.

On the one hand, there is a long wait, and on the other hand, there is a great danger. For a while, it was difficult for Wencheng to choose.

After half a ring, Wen Cheng let go of the entanglement in his heart. While the three of them were staggering, the wine table returned to its normal enthusiasm.

......

Two days later, in the morning.

Wencheng was pulled up from the bed by Hu Kaibin, which means that he knows that Wencheng now lives alone.

"Why are you still sleeping, you won't forget what you promised, right?"

Wencheng looked at Hu Kaibin with sleepy eyes, and said in his heart, I really forgot when I didn't see you, but I remembered it when I saw you.

Of course I remember, but it's not too early, and there's no need to be in such a hurry to participate in the poetry meeting. ”

Wencheng Meimei stretched her waist, got up from the bed, and said indifferently while dressing herself.

In the past, when Duo'er was there, she helped Wencheng wear it, but now she is taking care of Xu Miao, and Wencheng is not used to other people's care, so he has to take care of himself by himself.

"Less nonsense, hurry. ”

Hu Kaibin hurriedly pulled Wencheng into the carriage, and then turned to pick up Peng Geluo, and the three of them rushed towards Nanlin Yuan together.

Listening to Peng Geluo, this Nanlin Garden is on the outskirts of Helian City, and it was originally a garden for a wealthy merchant with a large area. Later, the wealthy merchant's business failed, so he sold the garden to the academy.

Then the academy renovated the Nanlin Garden, adding rockeries and pavilions to it, and planting all kinds of precious flowers and trees, which became famous.

In this Great Yuan court, the atmosphere was open and encouraged childbearing, and girls were not forbidden to study. It's just that because the cost of reading is too large, it is difficult for the average small rich family to support a scholar, so even if there are girls in the family, they will give the opportunity to study to the boys who can inherit the family. Unless it is the kind of family that has no boys or a wealthy family, it will send girls to study in the academy.

Although there are very few girls who can read compared to boys, the families of girls who can read everything are basically wealthy families.

Scarcity is precious, and such a knowledgeable girl will naturally be sought after by people. Hu Kaibin is one of them.

Wencheng sat in the carriage, his body shaking constantly as the carriage rose and fell slightly. Looking at the warmth in Hu Kaibin's eyes, as well as the excitement in his expression, Wen Cheng sighed lightly in his heart. To be honest, although he has not met Hu Kaibin's crush, he is not optimistic about Hu Kaibin at all.

Although Hu Kaibin's family is rich, it can only be regarded as a middle-to-upper family in Helian City, and it is not enough to reach the top-level level. If you want to be favored, unless the girl really likes him.

But looking at Hu Kaibin's figure, Wencheng has a strange face, and he doesn't choose a talent like Peng Geluo, how much does his taste weigh before he chooses a fat man like Hu Kaibin?

What's more, you Hu Kaibin will take your sister as your sister, why do you have to bring Peng Geluo with you? Wencheng is also a handsome guy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

I've never heard of taking two handsome guys with you when you meet your favorite girl in the past, which is like digging a pit to bury yourself.

"Ahem, fatty, I think you can just go by yourself, there's no need to take us with you. ”

Wencheng hesitated for a while and still wanted to persuade Hu Kaibin, so that he should not think about it like this, there are still many beautiful things in life. No matter where it is, if this man is hungry for a woman's body, isn't a woman hungry for a man's body?

Therefore, Wencheng is not optimistic about Hu Kaibin's approach, if he doesn't take himself and Peng Geluo together, maybe there will be a chance or two points. If you take two of you with you, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to score one or two points.

Hu Kaibin didn't know anything about the meaning of Wencheng's words, glanced up at Wencheng arrogantly, and said emotionally: "This is a poetry meeting, poetry meeting, have you ever participated?"

"No," Wencheng said indifferently, "I don't want to participate." ”

"You!" Hu Kaibin was choked in his heart by a sentence, and turned his head away from talking to Wencheng.

Peng Geluo shook his fan and smiled slightly, and explained to Wencheng: "Since it is a poetry club, it is natural to judge people by poetry and literature, rather than by appearance. ”

Peng Geluo understood what Wencheng meant, and was afraid that Wencheng would have a misunderstanding, so he defended himself.

Wen Cheng replied with a smile, "Since it's about poetry, what are you pulling me here for? I'm not like you to read poetry and books." ”

"The fat man came to you, naturally he wanted you to try your luck and see if there was anyone you could catch. ”

Peng Geluo joked and Wencheng said.

Is this trying to match me? Wencheng's thoughts were suddenly brought to Xu Miao's body by Peng Geluo, and he didn't know if Xu Miao's situation had improved.

Sighing slightly, Wen Cheng said: "I'll forget it, I'm already a person with a fiancée." Go play yourselves. After saying that, Wencheng was about to get out of the car.

Peng Geluo hurriedly waved his hand to stop Wen Cheng, and said easily: "It's all here, so it's better to go and relax." Anyway, Brother Wen, do you really have a fiancée?Why have I never heard you talk about it, shouldn't you be stage frightened, so you found a reason to have a fiancée to come out and fool us?"

"Like, if you say yes, who is your fiancée? Hu Kaibin also recovered from his self-conjecture and jokingly pinched Wencheng's neck.

But this fat man's strength is limited, not to mention what happened to Wencheng. Although Wen Cheng has always relied on skill points to cultivate, his skill points are completely no different from those that others have cultivated alone for many years, and the muscles in his whole body are also full of strength. With Wencheng's current strength, he just sat still, didn't fight back, deliberately relaxed and let him make trouble, and he couldn't pinch Wencheng's neck.

Hu Kaibin's two fat hands worked Wencheng's neck for a long time, and found that this neck was extremely hard, and his hands pressed it as if they were pressed on iron and stone, which did not pose any threat to Wencheng at all. Immediately deflated: "What kind of neck are you, so hard?"

Wencheng glanced at Hu Kaibin, who had no rut, funny, raised his left hand, waved the knife in his hand, and said casually: "I'm a martial arts practitioner, I don't have much strength, okay?"

Peng Geluo saw Wen Cheng claiming to be a martial artist, and couldn't help but persuade: "With Brother Wen's insight and talent, you should still study to make a name for yourself." Practicing martial arts is, after all, the most effective choice. ”

In Peng Geluo's view, practicing martial arts is just a general. And most of them have to go to those deserted places to be generals, because the generals in the more peaceful places have long been occupied by others. Only in remote and dangerous places can there be vacancies.

Moreover, the road to the promotion of military attaches is very narrow, and it is far from what civilian officials want to go. Otherwise, Wencheng's uncle, as the son-in-law of the former prime minister, would not have worked in the remote place of Tieshan City for twenty years, although it is because of the Wen family's industry, but it can also fully explain how difficult it is for the promotion of this military attaché.

It's a pity that Wencheng doesn't practice martial arts to be an official, he does it to survive, and poetry and poetry can't increase his chances of winning in the face of ghosts.

Wen Cheng listened, bowed his head slightly, and did not speak. There was neither a refutation of Peng Geluo's words, nor an objection to his exhortation.

Hu Kaibin saw that the two of them shifted the topic again, whether to practice martial arts or study to gain fame, whether to be an official or a general. Suddenly, his hands were raised high, interrupting what Peng Geluo was still about to say, "Okay, okay, the two of you, one studying and the other practicing martial arts, are both ambitious people." I'm just a waste eater waiting to die, okay?"

Seeing Hu Kaibin like this, Peng Geluo had to be ashamed to press Wencheng's words back into his stomach.

Wen Cheng felt a little funny when he looked at the scene in front of him, and the personalities of the three of them could be said to have no intersection at all. Wencheng loves martial arts, Peng Geluo likes to read, and as for Hu Kaibin, he is proficient in eating, drinking, and having fun. But the three of them, who don't have the slightest stench, can actually become friends, and even Wencheng, as one of the three, can't figure out what is going on.

"It's so big in the world. Wen Cheng thought in his heart and shook his head secretly.

"Childe, it's here. The driver was shouting to Hu Kaibin.

Wencheng opened his eyes and took the first step to lift the curtain and walk out of the carriage. As soon as he got out of the car, Wencheng was slightly stunned.

What appeared in front of him was not a garden courtyard, but a mansion with blue bricks and ashlars outside the courtyard, built into a high wall. There is a gate made of bluestone in the middle, and there are three big characters on it: Nanlin Garden.

Although Wencheng didn't have any research on calligraphy, when he saw these three words, he only felt a sense of relaxation and joy suddenly filled his body and mind, and even the invisible pressure that had been there for a long time seemed to fade a lot. He instantly knew that the person who wrote these three words was amazing, and even the state of mind of a person with such strength as him could be affected.

Peng Geluo saw Wen Cheng stop in front of the gate, looked up at the handwriting on it, and walked to Wen Cheng with a smile and said, "This is the handwritten hand of the master of the upper dynasty, how about it? ”

"It's excellent, it's a very good word. Wen Cheng turned his head, nodded in agreement, and looked at Peng Geluo with a smile.