Zhou Hanlin, the son of the Kyoto Zhou University scholar of the Central Domain Dynasty, is the leader of the young talents of the Central Dynasty in terms of appearance and talent.

Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, who is above 10,000 people under one person in the Central Domain, and his daughter Zhao Ning'er are all blue-eyed to Zhou Hanlin, thinking that Zhou Hanlin is full of economy and talent, and Zhao Ninger and Zhou Hanlin also like each other, and the relationship between Zhou University and Zhao Chengxiang has always been in contact.

The suave, handsome and dashing Zhou Hanlin came to Zhao Ning'er's side, the two looked at each other and smiled, and then Zhou Hanlin took Zhao Ning'er's hand and wanted to go to the side to enjoy the flowers.

"Brother Hanlin, don't go, I'll see the show later. ”

Feng Wuyue, who had slender eyebrows and eyes and a feminine appearance, said in a strange manner, and did not forget to caress the breasts of the two concubines beside him.

"Oh?"

Zhou Hanlin had a trace of doubt, he didn't know what trick Feng Wuyue was playing, he didn't have a good impression of Feng Wuyue, but not having a good impression didn't mean that he hated Feng Wuyue, as long as Feng Wuyue didn't damage his interests, why not look at other people's liveliness.

"Brother Wuyue, it's all flowers here, where is there singing. ”

Of course, Zhou Hanlin knew what Feng Wuyue meant, but since he was born, his father, who is a scholar of Zhou, has instilled in him the truth of how to behave, in short, the essence of it is that if you want to be like a fish in water in officialdom and rise to the top, you must learn hypocrisy, and you must cultivate hypocrisy to a certain level.

"Brother Hanlin, look at that handsome-looking poor scholar, isn't this an axe in front of you, the son of our Zhongyu Kyoto University scholar. ”

Feng Wuyue's words were bitter and bitter, and he was extremely resentful, which showed how distorted this person's personality was.

Zhou Hanlin smiled and said nothing, in the past ten years, he has lived very tired, indeed very tired, whether it is his appearance or talent, he wants to be the leader of the Middle Ages, this is not only the requirement of Zhou University, but also Zhou Hanlin's requirements for himself, so his sincere character and thoughts are deeply hidden in his heart, and there is a demon in his heart.

Ye Linfeng didn't know what Zhou Hanlin and Feng Wuyue were talking about at the moment, he was calculating how much chance he had of winning, Zhou Hanlin didn't know how to practice, so Ye Linfeng was not worried about having another opponent.

It's just that the woman in the middle realm of Xianli who exudes a faint medicinal fragrance in her hair doesn't know if she will help Feng Wuyue, but that woman doesn't seem to have much intersection with Feng Wuyue and Situ Qingyun, and the two sides just exchanged a few polite words.

Feng Wuyue wanted to find Ye Linfeng's stubble, but he didn't expect that Ye Linfeng was waiting for Feng Wuyue to find his stubble.

Situ Qingyun and Feng Wuyue glanced at each other, smiled, and prepared to find Ye Linfeng's stubble.

Feng Wuyue is a murderous man, and his psychology has long been perverted, and the concubines around him have also changed and changed, not only because he is greedy for beauty, but also because he likes to kill his concubines to play, and even the old servants who have worked hard for their Feng family for decades have become the targets of his torture.

"Which township is this son from?"

Feng Wuyue raised her eyebrows and sneered slightly, which means that you, a poor scholar, are from which poor countryside and from which humble alley.

Ye Linfeng could naturally understand the meaning of Feng Wuyue's words, but he was very calm, because he knew that the more calm he was at the moment, the easier it was to provoke the other party, what he needed was for Feng Wuyue to find fault with him, and he also wanted to see the true strength of these fateful enemies.

"The contemptible people are from Dongyuan Lingzhou. Ye Linfeng said calmly.

"Contemptible? A very lowly self-title, which is indeed very much in line with your identity. Unexpectedly, before Feng Wuyue could speak, Situ Qingyun took the first step and said.

Situ Qingyun has become more vicious since he was beaten half-crippled by Ye Linfeng on the big day, and his personality has become more vicious, he now has killing intent when he sees a little white face that looks similar to Ye Linfeng, and today he saw a scholar who was dressed in disguise and covered up his breath also had a pair of danfeng eyes, and he suddenly felt a little more resentful.

"Xiaosheng is from Lingzhou in Dongyuan, passing through the Central Region, and heard that the Hundred Flowers Festival in the Imperial City of the Central Region is very lively, so he came to take a look. Ye Linfeng still said with an unchanged face: "Xiaosheng, it should be a poor ghost." Situ Qingyun continued sarcastically.

"Brother Situ, don't be a mother-in-law, what nonsense to talk to him, I'm hungry these days and want to drink some human blood. Feng Wuyue looked at Ye Linfeng, and said with Tian Tian lips.

"This little person doesn't have to work for you, my Situ Qingyun is just practicing his hands. Ye Linfeng covered the aura on his body, Situ Qingyun naturally couldn't sense that the scholar in front of him who was wearing a white-haired and shabby cyan shirt was Ye Linfeng, and I believe that if he knew, he would definitely be even more angry.

"Brother Tai, are you sure you can win me? Don't slap yourself in the face when the time comes. Ye Linfeng still looked light, just smiling slightly.

Situ Qingyun's face turned purple, it could be seen that Ye Linfeng had completely angered him, and he raised his hand and slashed at Ye Linfeng with a palm.