There was a thunderclap in the sky, a strong wind rose, dark clouds were thick, and a downpour was about to start.

The weather in July is changing.

Jingshi Dongguo, Fuman upstairs, Ye Junsheng looked at the change in the weather, his face tightened slightly, got up to settle the bill, and prepared to return home.

The storm is coming, and the streets are in a hurry. Pedestrians rushing to the wolves, hawkers hurrying to close their stalls, and women looking for chickens and dogs everywhere are mixed together to form an intricate scene.

Walking on the street unhurriedly, Ye Junsheng's heart suddenly jumped, his eyes looked at a thin man who bumped into him in front of him, and he couldn't help but say, a cloth bag that he was carrying in his hand was thrown out to cover his face.

Laugh at!

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, the cold light was dazzling, and the man's left hand hidden in his waist held a sharp dagger and squeezed it in his chest.

The dagger hit the cloth bag, the package was torn apart, and pieces of golden chicken flew all over the sky.

These chickens are the signature dishes of Fumanlou, and Ye Junsheng was going to bring them back to Ye Junmei.

Ye Junmei loves chicken!

The man's dagger was extremely sharp, and the tip of the blade was like tofu, so he pierced a fat chicken leg and hung it on it.

Call!

A grocery vendor who was cleaning up the stall on the side, flicked his wrist, and the flat pole that was originally used to carry the burden swept towards Ye Junsheng's waist with one move;

There was a sound of breaking wind behind him, a little like a man, and without looking back, he could know that it must be a weapon such as a long sword.

The three of them, like horns, suddenly attacked. Ambush Ye Junsheng.

It was definitely a well-choreographed kill.

is a good Ye Da Xiucai, in a critical situation. Fearless in the face of danger, the body is twisted. Finding a gap in the middle of nowhere, he rushed through with one arrow, narrowly avoiding three waves of attacks.

He practiced the "Yongzi Eight Swords" and persevered, not only making his physical functions stronger, but also extremely flexible in his footwork.

The attack of the bound hit failed, and the three of them were obviously unexpected, and they all said "huh".

"Let's go!"

The blow missed, and the three of them looked at each other. Each showed his body, swishing in different directions, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

These people are really decisive.

Ye Junsheng's face was gloomy, and his thoughts were spinning, thinking about who he would be, risking the world's disapproval, and actually daring to kill people in Beijing.

It's just that after thinking about it, it's hard to sort out for a while.

The scene just now took place in the midst of lightning and flint. Many people on the street didn't see it, and some of them who witnessed some clues looked at Ye Junsheng with amazement.

This place should not be stayed for long.

Ye Junsheng stretched out his hand to brush the dust on his body and walked away.

After he left, a pale face slowly peeked out from the window of a private room facing Fumanlou. It is Mr. Wen, a confidant of Jizhou Chu Zhizhou.

"Sure enough, this Ye Junsheng is by no means a white-faced scholar who has no power to restrain chickens, and he is deeply hidden. What a deep scheming. ”

In this way, the adult's previous speculation is not far from ten. Could it be that the young master's death really has something to do with this son?"

Mr. Wen's eyes flickered. He remembered that he repaired the book and asked Zhu Qizhen to find an opportunity to start in Dao'an Mansion and kill the Ye brothers and sisters, but in the end, it was Zhu Qizhen's inexplicable disappearance.

The causes and consequences, all kinds of mysteries, all fit together, and they all pointed at Ye Junsheng's head.

If it all came true, then this reader would be a little too terrible.

"No, you must tell your adult immediately. ”

Without thinking, Mr. Wen staggered downstairs, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally returned to the Chu Mansion on Hanlin Street.

Yes, at the beginning of the year, Chu Zhizhou received an order to transfer from the post of Jizhou Zhizhou and return to Beijing to serve as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. On the surface, it seems that he has been promoted back to Beijing, but in fact, his status has declined. The Ministry of Rites is in charge of ceremonies, sacrifices, court meetings, banquets, schools, and imperial examinations, which is not unimportant, but it is different from Chu Yunyu's expectations.

Originally, he was sent by the prince to Jizhou, and made a bold move to clear the power of the second prince.

However, it backfired, and in Jizhou, Chu Yunyu was hit by a lot of setbacks. The first thing to do, of course, was the death of his beloved son, who died unexpectedly, and then the holy dragon recovered, recovered from his illness, and returned to govern.

As a result, the crown prince had to return power, and the original huge rectification was also forced to be suspended.

In this context, Chu Yunyu was transferred out of Jizhou and returned to Beijing to serve as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

This move was regarded as a failure by him and he was angry. Especially when Ye Junsheng came out of nowhere and won the title of the world's first talent competition, he felt even more restless.

In Chu Yunyu's mind, Ye Junsheng had already been divided into the camp of the second prince, and it must be an important chess piece.

Now, Ye Junsheng is famous all over the world, and if he participates in the imperial examination high school again, he will definitely soar to the sky and can no longer be suppressed.

When the monarch returned to power, it is said that he was quite dissatisfied with the prince's behavior of being so anxious to attack the second prince, and he was already feeling guilty; above the government and the opposition, there were also complaints, and from time to time there were books in the imperial history, impeaching the prince for being arrogant and arrogant, and the party was the same and rejecting dissidents......

All of these are signs that the situation is beginning to become delicate. Once something uncontrollable happens, or someone emerges, it will produce variables and even fundamentally change the whole situation.

Ye Junsheng is likely to be such a key figure.

If Ye Junsheng was only a famous local talent in Jizhou, then he jumped out in time, did not stand under the dangerous wall, ran to Yangzhou in advance, and finally achieved the reputation of "the first talent". This speed of growth had to make Chu Yunyu cautious, and he smelled a dangerous aura.

Generally speaking, reading people are not terrible, but what is terrible is a reader like Ye Junsheng who does not play according to the routine. In him, there is not the slightest nerdy sluggishness, there is no square uprightness in the teachings of the sages, he is erratic and unpredictable.

When you think you know him well enough, but in the end it turns out that you are very wrong.

Chu Yunyu has been an official for decades, has read a lot of people, and thinks that he is familiar with the hearts of the world, but in front of Ye Junsheng, in front of such a young scholar, he was beaten hard.

Sitting on the Taishi's chair, after listening to Mr. Wen's proclamation, Lord Chu suddenly became angry and slammed the celadon cup in his hand to the ground, turning into a mess:

"Damn fellow, why didn't you know he knew martial arts before?"

In the Tianhua Dynasty, there were quite a few scholars who were both civil and military, which was not surprising, and strangely enough, no one knew that Ye Junsheng was also very capable of fighting.

Mr. Wen hurriedly confessed: "He has not behaved, it is the negligence of his subordinates." ”

Chu Yunyu exhaled: "Okay, very good, come to Beijing in advance and prepare for the township test." But as long as Lord Ben is here, can a small show be able to turn the world upside down?"

He described it as "small" in his mouth, but Mr. Wen, who was kneeling below, kneeled below, knew that this time, the adults were going to move seriously. (To be continued.) )