Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

"It's the first time I've seen this kind of traveling poetry...can be sung in brothels."

"It feels like you have changed, I can't tell, it seems that your body has become stronger."

Between the words, Jiang Miao felt happy for Chen Yanjun, but her tone was a bit lonely.

Chen Yanjun didn't expect that Lu You's poem would become popular in brothels. It seems that most of the prostitutes are people who have failed in their cultivation.

"I succeeded in washing the marrow, and I will hit the ninth rank after a while. You should also work hard. Put aside distracting thoughts, women, cuju, poetry, etc., are all floating clouds... Only practice is the right way."

Jiang Miao sighed:

"Yes, yes, alas, I didn't expect to be educated by you, a mortal."

While the two were talking, a pretty girl walked over quietly.

"Junior Brother Chen!"

Chen Yanjun turned his head and glanced, it was Guan Shiyan, the granddaughter of Zhenxi Wang Li Qunli's family.

Guan Shiyan has a good figure and a delicate appearance, she can be regarded as a small flower in the Danlin courtyard.

It's just a bit teasing, but he secretly put a half-seeing topless collar on the front of his white school uniform, making it difficult for people to look directly at it.

It's better to wear a topless skirt to class!

"Senior Sister Guan has something to do with me?"

Chen Yanjun replied politely.

Guan Shiyan got very close, she almost couldn't hold Chen Yanjun's arm.

"Junior Brother Chen, some people say that you have entered the third stage of nourishing qi. Is it true? You said that there is no way out after the mountains are heavy and the river is full of doubts, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village... Is there really a sense of cultivation in it? Can you explain to me, how From Yiwulu to Another Village?"

Chen Yanjun felt that she didn't believe that she had entered the third realm at all, and was just trying to strike up a conversation through poetry.

If I am weak, I am weak, have poetic talent, and good looks, so I can be regarded as a qualified little boy.

"I wrote it blindly, you go to Mr. Zhang, he inspired me to make it."

Guan Shiyan did not give up, and asked almost coquettishly:

"Then have you entered the third realm?"

Chen Yanjun shook his head and said:

"If Senior Sister believes it, Chen has entered. If you don't believe it, there is no need to ask again."

"No fun!"

Guan Shiyan was finally annoyed now, she curled her delicate mouth and left.

"Bai has such a face!"

Turning around to leave, I met...Liu Huan head-on.

Liu Huan looks like a Confucian scholar, he is the son of Liu Guangyuan, the Minister of Rites, and he comes from Wenli's family, but his body is exceptionally strong, and he is the deadly enemy of Chen Yanjun and Jiang Miao.

"Let me explain to Senior Sister Guan that the third level of nourishing qi is fake, and the success rate of entering the level is the highest when you break through the level in the second level."

Guan Shiyan said coldly:

"who are you?"

Chapter 0028 Why do you know so much!

After finishing speaking, Guan Shiyan turned her head and left, and went back to the short desk on the table that she had reserved in advance, sulking while lying in front of the desk, ignoring anyone who came.

Liu Huan was dumbfounded.

Immediately his face turned livid, and he became angry when he stared at Chen Yanjun's handsome face.

Chen Yanjun also had a headache. He just turned Du Qiuzhuo into his future daughter, and now he has another class girl...

It's annoying when a woman pulls too much hatred.

The reality is: as long as a handsome man makes a small achievement, his charm will be infinitely magnified.

In terms of cultivation, Liu Huan actually worked very hard.

However, cultivating immortals is not only about fighting and killing, but about the background and power. It depends on whether the big tree you are leaning against is strong enough.

Speaking of which, Liu Huan is not a useless aristocrat who came to the Imperial College to be gilded, but he is considered to be the best among the young disciples of the Danlin Academy.

Young and light, he is a ninth-rank pharmacist, and he is a minor nine-rank Confucianist.

His grandfather was a fourth-rank Dayuan, Liu Guangyuan, the Minister of Rites, and strictly speaking, one of the current prime ministers.

It's a pity that today's three provinces and six ministries have long since become civil agencies that obey orders.

Liu Guangyuan was on the wrong team in his early years, he was acquainted with Jing Zhaoyin, and later turned to Qiu Gonggong. His status in Fengge Luantai was very low, only a little higher than that of Liu Juzheng with the same surname.

As for Guan Shiyan's grandfather, King Zhenxi, he was a third-rank martial artist who controlled part of the military power, and he was the target of all the major forces in Chang'an City.

A little rich woman like Guan Shiyan can't see Liu Huan, she just looks at her face and her poetic talent, especially for someone like herself who is taken care of by the famous beauty Cui Yourong, she especially wants to hook up and taste it to prove her beauty Don't lose to others, that's all.

Chen Yanjun had no interest in this.

Liu Huan was really upset.

In his opinion, senior sister Guan took the initiative to talk to Chen Yanjun and was ignored, but she gave a cold face to himself who took the initiative to talk...

He can't accept it, a society that is still looking at faces in the Xianwu era!

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, possessed a Confucian spirit, and walked leisurely in front of Chen Yanjun.

"Do you think you're handsome?"

Chen Yanjun said:

"I don't think...but my opinion doesn't change the objective facts."

"Well, at the noon cuju field, I'll help you re-understand the so-called guest officials' facts."

Saying this, Liu Huan turned her head with a smile, and looked at Jiang Miao who was beside Chen Yanjun.

Chen Yanjun also glanced at Jiang Miao.

In fact, Jiang Miao was three years older than him and one year older than Liu Huan. He was an old man, but he was bullied because of his lack of background.

Although he wanted to find a place for Jiang Miao, Chen Yanjun felt that Cuju was not a good way.

"Cuju is just a game."

As expected, Liu Huan gave a cold voice.

"If you don't want to lose your appearance, you can go and apologize to Senior Sister Guan. From now on, you will be my younger brother and hang out with me."

Chen Yanjun was slightly taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Liu Huan looked strong, but he still had some brains, and he didn't ask him to kneel down.

After all, for a ninth-rank cultivator to make a mortal kneel down, he is inferior, and it is not considered a skill.

Liu Huan presided over justice as a strong man, not only asked him to apologize to Senior Sister Guan, but also accepted himself as a younger brother in the future.

In this way, he became the eldest brother. If Senior Sister Guan wants to get close to him, it depends on his face.

In addition, he can use his face and poetic talent to do many things, come and go as soon as he is called, and he will not fight back if he is beaten or scolded...

This kind of high-end contrast is much higher than that of the current classmate status.

A soldier who surrenders without fighting is indeed the grandson of the Minister of Rites!

Unfortunately, Chen Yanjun is not what he used to be.

"I mean, Cuju is just a game. It's too time-consuming. If you really want to do it, you can do it now."

Liu Huan shook his head, Confucianism smiled.

He was born in a family of etiquette, how could he bully a mortal in public?

This kid is purely provoking him, and when he hurts his handsome face, the goddess will run over to take pity on him, and give him medicine after class...

As soon as they come and go, the house is full of children and grandchildren.

Liu Huan was not fooled at all.

"Class is about to start, wait until noon, cuju is a fair game, I will not bully mortals."

Chen Yanjun said:

"It only takes a moment to do it, and it won't delay the class."

A gust of wind blew, and all eyes in the pavilion gathered.

Liu Huan couldn't get off the tiger, so he made another plan, saying:

"Okay, I'll give you three punches."

"If you can break my face, I will apologize to Brother Jiang, and you will call me back."

"If you can't lose your face, you apologize to Senior Sister Guan and kneel down to be my younger brother...is it fair?"

There is such a request?

boom!

Chen Yanjun only punched Liu Huan on the firm belly.

"very fair."

Liu Huan froze for a moment, but didn't feel any pain, but the muscles on his body rippled.

In the next breath, his face froze, and his limbs trembled uncontrollably.

The viscera and six internal organs are like an overturned vinegar altar, setting off turbulent waves and mixed flavors.

He endured the severe pain, didn't make a sound, and didn't have a strange expression...but his face was slightly pale.

Chen Yanjun glanced at Liu Huan, who had no expression on his face. He was a talented person with great perseverance.

Then came another punch——

Liu Huan hurriedly waved his hand to stop him. Right now, he could hardly even speak.

"Wait...you..."

"I washed my marrow."

Chen Yanjun answered truthfully and continued to draw punches.

Liu Huan's face turned dark instantly, and now she wished she could disfigure herself.

It's just for a mortal to wash his marrow. Whether he can enter the product in the future is another matter. How can he have such power?

Right now, he didn't have time to explore the reason. Judging from the movement of Chen Yanjun pulling his arm, he obviously felt that the second punch was more powerful, and he might die if he received another punch...

But I agreed that I couldn't fight back with three punches.

At the juncture of life and death, he suddenly had an idea!

Taking a step back and exiting, he suddenly laughed and said:

"Chen Yanjun, congratulations on your successful marrow washing!"

"Although you still can't break my face, for ordinary people, this punch is already very good."

"I, Liu Huan, recognize you today. That's what a man should do. It's not in vain for me to train you for three years!"

Chen Yanjun was stunned and almost broke his defense.

Before he could react, Liu Huan turned around and cupped his fists at Jiang Miao, with an open-minded face, he said with a loud smile:

"Senior brother Jiang, I'm sorry, doctors, heal your own body first, and strengthen your body. I have also improved the physique of Danlin Academy these years. Please forgive me if I offend you."

Only then did Chen Yanjun retract his fist and understand.

This Liu Huan is worthy of being born in a family of etiquette. His attitude changes naturally, silkily, and openly. Those female students who don't know the truth really think that this is the friendship between men...

Jiang Miao realized that Chen Yanjun's punch probably really hurt Liu Huan.

"Junior Brother Liu, I think you don't look very well, are you really okay?"

Enduring the severe pain and visceral tremors all over his body, Liu Huan waved his hands grandly, and took out a pill from the goldfish bag and handed it to Jiang Miao.

"It's okay, it's nothing, this is the silt-removing pill, brother, take it quickly, the bruise on your face will heal soon."