Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

"One day of fighting snow, the world has been a hundred years. Qionglou Yuyu, Yage Ruipu brings insight to recognize talents, and is jealous of other countries' means. Jiaxiu Pavilion with long buildings and beams, dou windows and cloud sills, it is really the first place in Jiguo. "

The man overlooking the Jianzhu Sea sits high on the roof, wearing a brocade robe and ink belt, and a pair of dark eyes as deep as an abyss. He always looks at the white-clothed gentlemen below with a blank expression, as if looking down, as if coveting.

"Ji Guoguo is useless, but this scenery is very good. In this way, it is not useless." The man stood at the corner of the eaves, and the sun reflected the snow and shot several bright beams, which still could not dispel the violent and cold wind around him. gas.

Dou Xueya will end with the sunset, counting the days, it is only three days away from the opening day.Once every three years, one trip every three days.

There is Chiwu Pavilion in Jianzhuhai Lake, where there is a long stretch of clear water, playing piano, playing chess, reciting poems and... killing people.

Thinking of this, the man standing on the eaves suddenly jumped up and blended into the group of Confucians silently, like a ghost.

Around the time, Jiaxiu Pavilion greeted a carriage, and the carriage slanted across from under the wall of the building without a sound, and stopped at the lakeside.

"Looks like the Arrow Bamboo Sea has arrived." Cang Lizi opened the door curtain first, took a step forward and then turned around and warned, "Young Master, put on your gauze hat. There are many people here, so it's easy to get lost."

lost?

Fu Liang's eyes moved, and just as he was about to refute, he thought that the nobles of Ji Kingdom also liked to join in the fun, so he put on his gauze hat and got out of the carriage.

"Young masters, please move to the five-foot pavilion." The head of Jiaxiu Pavilion hunched over his temples and struck the jade slip in his palm, and everyone gathered.

Outside the Chiwu Pavilion, there are arrow bamboo cages and fir trees standing upright; mountains face each other in the water, and bamboo shadows sway.

He was sitting on the upper right side of the pavilion with Cang Lizi, and next to him were the young talents who had won the first prizes in various places in the past two days.

The young man at his side leaned close to his ear, seeming to be intimate, and said: "Master, you seem to be very unfamiliar, I don't know where you got the money two days ago?"

The man winked at him with a smile, half of his body was almost pressed against his chest.

He frowned, saw the East Pavilion double fish ring pendant hanging on the man's waist, moved it inside, and said: "Master, I have never seen me in the East Pavilion. Please concentrate, Master, I have something to announce."

He smoothed his crumpled sleeves, and speaking plainly, let the man swallow the topic he wanted to bring up again, blushing and being disgusted by others.

Cang Lizi looked at him with a smile, "You were born in Gaoling, and it's hard to get close to strangers around you. You must be favored by someone with your temperament."

After Cang Lizi finished speaking, he turned his eyes to look at the person in charge standing in the center, but kept silent about the person's name.

He followed Canglizi's line of sight to the center of the pavilion. At this moment, the master clenched his fist and cleared his throat, "My gentlemen are indeed dragons and phoenixes among men. Before the end of today's Dou Xueya meeting, a young master wants to present a treasure armor show, All of you are invited to come and appreciate it."

A word from the director caused a thousand waves of waves.It is not surprising that some people offer treasures, but what is strange is that some people will offer treasures to Jiaxiu Pavilion. There are many treasures in Jiaxiu Pavilion, and the owner of Jiaxiu Pavilion always has his eyes high above the top.In this way, the people sitting around immediately sat upright, stretching their necks and waiting to watch.

He also waited quietly through the gauze hat for the next text, glanced dimly at the brocade box with phoenix pattern on the stone table, and said in his heart: The silver pattern phoenix belongs to Zhou Rao's royal family. Could it be that the person who presented the treasure ate the gall of ambition?

There was a strange look in his eyes, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, "Can we meet the son who offered the treasure?"

On this point, the young masters with unpredictable expressions also echoed.

The manager lowered his eyelids, looked at Cang Lizi in the dark, and said: "Young masters, please wait a moment, Mr. Ye will be here soon."

As soon as the manager spoke, there was the sound of gentle footsteps.

He and the others turned their heads and looked at the man in the white shirt with a folding fan in front of him: he was tall and thin, with no hands and feet, pale and chapped lips, and his high and protruding cheeks were sickly flushed. The only special feature among his facial features was The red mole between the eyebrows, however, grows on such a face, but it does not have the beauty of a banished immortal.

There is a pair of scholar in the sky.He couldn't help lowering the corners of his mouth, feeling restless.

The master stroked his gray beard and introduced the man in front of everyone.But the man was shaking his fan and caressing his temples in full view of everyone, and he laughed twice, "Thanks to the support of all the young masters, in Xiayeyang, Yangyang of the great country."

After Ye Yang finished speaking, he shook his fan and supported his waist, causing everyone in the audience to roll their eyes and sigh.

Ye Yang pretended to make an excuse to explain how hard it was for him to get the treasure, but anyone who has seen the world knows it well.If the royal palace could allow people to come and go freely, then Zhou Rao would have been defeated long ago.But the suspicious thing is, how could this thin and frail Ye Yang steal things from the palace?Jiaxiu Pavilion has a unique insight, how can it not tell the origin of this thing?

The belongings of Zhourao's royal family appeared in Ji Guowei and the city, and even appeared in front of scribes from all over the world. Regardless of whether Ji Guo participated in it or not, once the anger of Zhou Rao's nobles was aroused, it was inevitable to start a war.Ji Guo, which was originally precarious, is now even more precarious.

He felt that the situation was not good.

A group of young talents from all over the world also stared closely at Ye Yang who was boasting and showing off. As Ye Yang spoke, he wanted to reach out and touch the brocade box on the stone table——

"Whoosh!" A poisoned short arrow grazed Fu Liang's gauze cap on the right side, and then stably shot Ye Yang's outstretched hand, nailing it to the pillar behind him.

Everyone was shocked and looked around in horror, but found nothing.

Ye Yang, who was nailed to the pillar of the pavilion, stared wide-eyed, and was instantly killed by the poisonous arrows invading his limbs and bones.

"You..." The man who was sitting on his right accidentally saw the profile of the person beside him, and immediately stood up in amazement, his face flushed, his eyes rolled around twice but his tongue got stuck.

Hearing this, he regained his senses from the arrow just now, turned his eyes, and saw the wisps of black smoke from the short arrow corroding the gauze cap on the right.

"There is poison on the arrow, there are killers in Jiaxiu Pavilion, gentlemen, be careful!" Cang Lizi raised his voice to remind everyone.

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately dispersed, and even the man who knew his appearance and refused to leave was dragged away by his companions.

"Master Fu was scared by that arrow just now?" Canglizi joked when there were only three people left in the Chiwu Pavilion.

Fu Liang moved the gauze cap corroded by the poison to the back of his hair, raised his chin, and smiled on his lips, "Mr. Cang Lizi's play is really complete. Dou Xue Ya Hui is a snow-appreciating fight without swords and blood." The Art Fair was planned by Mr. to turn it into a murderous Hongmen Banquet. Mister pretended to find a scapegoat who stole the treasures of Zhou Rao’s royal family, with the purpose of leading the war to Ji Guo. Ji Guo has no grievances or enmity with Mister, Mr. Why bother pressing step by step?"

He stared, raised his head suddenly, and drew out the soft sword at his waist, pointing the blade at Canglizi's throat.

Cang Lizi looked at him, not afraid of the cold around him at all.He stretched out his index finger to gently move the soft sword, and the soft sword swayed, cutting his fingertips.

"My son is so angry. As far as I know, Mr. Fu was rejected by the nobles of the palace in Ji Kingdom, and he hated Ji Pogu's actions. You are useless in Ji Kingdom, so why not join hands with me? You have to wake up first." Blessing, five generations of ministers? The Fu clan is originally a minister, and the young master is not a treasure. If the young master sincerely assists Mingjun, he will be famous in history and will be famous forever."

Cang Lizi looked at the person in front of him, with a low voice, persuasive and persuasive.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and his words pierced straight into his heart.

But, how could he be the one who can be shaken by a few words?Ji country is the country he swore to stick to, he is a subject of Ji country, and his whole life is only for the survival of Ji country.

There was an indifferent coolness in his eyes, he raised his sword and twisted his eyes to stab at Canglizi.

Canglizi turned sideways, but before he could move, he was blocked by a man in a dark green robe with his bare hands.

With a sound of "bang dang", the soft sword was broken into two halves by the visitor on the spot.

"Who are you?!" He frowned even tighter.

The man clicked on the Quchi acupoint on his arm, and took away his broken sword.

"Young master is an elegant person. It's not good to wield swords and swords. Swords have no eyes, so be careful not to hurt your master." The voice that floated from the air was like a broken sterling silver string, and it was deep and hoarse.

He got a lump in his throat.

The man narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of contempt and mockery in his tone.

The man forced him to the head, his martial arts and internal strength are all superior to his, and one or two strokes are just like teasing.

His face was livid, and he slowly squeezed out the following words through his teeth, "This young master hurts people behind his back, which is against morality. It is not a gentleman's action to tease you like this."

He propped his numb arms and said coldly.

The man suddenly looked up and laughed, "Master, do you think I look like a righteous gentleman? To be honest, I'm not a kind person."

The man turned around as he spoke, his dark eyes only looking at the ground.