After seeing Bai Ziting leave, Shang Xiufang looked at Yang Yi, "Mr. Yang, why did you kill Lie Fang?"

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled: "The grievances in the martial arts, Xiufang still don't ask more, the dirty places during the period are far beyond your imagination." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He said softly: "The cult harms all ethnic groups outside the Saiwai, and it has nothing to do with me, but in less than ten years, this Saiwai will definitely become a part of Middle Earth, and the people outside the Saiwai will also be my people, how can I allow this Great Ming Zun Sect to sit on the grassland!"

Shang Xiufang's body was shocked, "Mr. Yang actually has the intention of including Saiwai in Middle-earth?"

Yang Yidao: "It's not intention, it's confidence!"

He sighed: "Emperor Yang of Sui is too anxious, if he is slowly trying to figure it out, I am afraid that at this time, not only Goryeo would have been destroyed a long time ago, but even the Turks should have been expelled." ”

Shang Xiufang heard his novelty, when everyone scolded Emperor Yang of Sui, he felt pity for Emperor Yang of Sui, and frowned: "Yang Guang is so happy, he has worked hard and lost money, and he is a complete faint king, what is the pity?"

Yang Yi didn't argue with her, but just smiled: "If Xiufang has time, you might as well take a look at the music book just now, and ignore the emperor's affairs." ”

Shang Xiufang heard him talk about music books, raised the book in his hand, and chuckled: "Thirteen thousand music books, is this also what Mr. Yang found someone to compile?"

Yang Yi smiled: "Not bad!"

Shang Xiufang sneered, "It turns out that Mr. Yang can also deceive people!"

At this time, if you want to print books, it costs a lot of money, and you can't do it if you don't have a wealthy family, but money is still a trivial matter, and the most shocking thing is to collect and sort out the music classics of various countries, if you collect hundreds of national music classics as Yang Yi said, there are nearly 13,000 volumes of different styles of songs, to form such a set of international music classics, which consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, I am afraid that it is more terrifying than the canal built with Yang Guang.

Yang Yi didn't bother to explain to her, "As long as Xiufang likes it, why bother with its origin?"

The two laughed a few words, and Shang Xiufang gradually became sleepy.

She doesn't know martial arts, she has traveled thousands of miles to the grassland, the boat and car are tiring, and the work is very hard, after arriving at the destination at this time, she unconsciously vented her anger, and said a few words to Yang Yi, and her eyes couldn't open.

After barely saying a few words, he went back to the hotel to rest with the support of Zong Xianghua, a female general sent by Bai Ziting.

There is a hot spring bath behind the outer hotel in Longquan Mansion, although Yang Yi and Shang Xiufang are in the same courtyard, but the bath is divided into two parts.

After the two of them took a bath and rested, the envoy who had invited the two of them to the Purple Pavilion had already arrived in the courtyard.

Yang Yi and Shang Xiufang, who had just come out of the bath and revealed an amazing beauty all over her body, got into the carriage at the same time and rushed to the palace of Baizi Pavilion together.

The beauty out of the bath, the most beautiful, looking at Shang Xiufang's long hair in black clothes, jade and shining, the image of the whole body seems to be so beautiful that it wants to release light, even if it is Yang Yi, he also feels extremely eye-catching, and praised: "Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving, extremely beautiful!"

Shang Xiufang's face turned blushing, and she bowed her head and said nothing.

After arriving at the palace gate, the two walked into a small building called Qifeng Pavilion under the guidance of the palace maid.

Qifeng Pavilion is located in the West Garden, an artificial small lake that introduces hot spring water, connected with a ring lake promenade, surrounded by paulownia trees, cypress trees towering to the sky, bamboo shadows mottled, under the gradual improvement of the sky, the crescent moon is faint after the floating clouds, the scenery is extremely beautiful.

The hot spring pool is steaming, forming a strange scene of hydrocarbon and xia entwining, adding infinite poetry to the curved sill corridor and water pavilion platform, which is different from the Taiji Palace of Chang'an.

There were already a few people inside.

Hearing someone come in, one of the people in the room stood up, surprised and delighted, "Xiufang, everyone, are you here too?"

It is the wonderful wind and bright flaws of the Great Ming Zun Sect.

Shang Xiufang has always been kind to people, although she heard Yang Yi say that Liefang is not a good type, she is still not rude, and said with a slight smile: "It turns out that Mr. Liefang is also the one who was invited to the banquet tonight." ”

Lie Fang smiled: "I am fortunate to be valued by the king, it is already a great joy, and it is even more joyful to see everyone in Xiufang again." ”

He took out a wooden box from his arms and gently placed it in front of Shang Xiufang, "Xiufang, this is another gift I have prepared for you, please accept it with a smile." ”

After he handed the wooden box to Shang Xiufang, he looked at Yang Yi who was standing next to him, the fear in his eyes flashed, and then he stiffened his chest and laughed softly, "The "Magical Score" given to Xiufang during the day is not as good as Mr. Yang's "Movement of All Nations", I wonder if Mr. Yang has a gift from the villain today?"

As soon as he said this, everyone could hear that his tone was not good, as if he was a jealous son, and a strong sense of vinegar was clearly felt by the palace maids and eunuchs next to him.

Shang Xiufang couldn't help frowning slightly when she saw Lie Fang talking like this, and said in her heart: "Aren't you asking for your own hardship?"

Turning his head to look at Yang Yi, he didn't know how he answered.

Yang Yi looked at Lie Xuan and smiled at Shang Xiufang: "Xiufang, I'll tell you a story." ”

Before Shang Xiufang could speak, a fat man who was already sitting next to him laughed and said, "I don't know what kind of story Mr. Yang wants to tell?

Another tall and stout man next to him also laughed loudly: "Gong Wang also wants to hear Mr. Yang's story." ”

There was also a handsome middle-aged man next to him who looked at Yang Yi, but he didn't speak, and next to him sat two white-clothed men and women who were vomited blood by Yang Yida during the day.

Yang Yi looked at the fat man who claimed to be Maggi, and saw that he was fat, had a big belly, and the fat under his chin had been layered into several layers, his body was covered with gold, silver and jade, and his small eyes showed a trace of fierce light, and he unabashedly showed murderous intent to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi sighed slightly and smiled at Shang Xiufang: "I once met a dog that bit people on the road. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone who heard it knew that he meant something, and everyone looked at Lie Fang, and some people looked at Ma Ji and the middle-aged man, and said in their hearts: "Who is he talking about?"

The faces of Ma Ji and Lie Fang showed anger at the same time, and the jewelry that Ma Ji was wearing couldn't help but make a gentle collision sound as his body trembled, and the fan in Lie Fang's hand suddenly increased in speed.

Shang Xiufang saw that after Yang Yi finished saying this, she stopped talking, her heart was strange, and when she was about to ask, Ma Ji next to her had already asked first, "Oh?

Yang Yi said dryly: "Later, it died!"

The speed of the folding fan in Liefang's hand changed from fast to slow, his eyes flashed, and he smiled: "It turns out that Mr. Yang has also killed dogs, I thought Mr. Yang would kill people." ”

Yang Yidao: "Sometimes, people are not as good as dogs!"

Lie Fang's face was extremely ugly, and when he was about to argue, a voice suddenly came, "All living beings are equal, there is no noble or low, there is really no difference between humans and dogs, and trees and ants, they are all creatures between heaven and earth, but their living conditions are different. Mr. Yang is right, but he is also wrong. ”

It was a tall, dark-skinned, white-robed monk who spoke.

At this time, he was walking towards Qifeng Pavilion with Bai Ziting, this person tied his head with a white scarf, wrapped his whole head into a big ball, high nose and deep eyes, and his momentum was extraordinary, compared to Bai Ziting, it was not inferior by half a point.

He walked up to Yang Yi, and he didn't give a salute, nodded slightly and smiled: "I have long heard of Mr. Yang's name, and Fu Nantuo has seen Mr. Yang." (To be continued.) )