Villain: At The Beginning, He Cut Out The Heroine's Pupil With A Knife

As Chen Yuan finished speaking, the Great Buddha Dharma began to gradually dissipate into a particle state.

Chen Yuan did not choose to devour it all, but left a remnant soul without consciousness on the lotus platform.

The incomplete Brahma spirit can also collect faith. At that time, it only needs to be processed a little bit to spread the news of the Brahma spirit here.

Sitting cross-legged, the power of faith absorbed by the Thousand Illusionary Eyes was gradually refined in Chen Yuan's body.

After doing all this, Chen Yuan sealed the incomplete Brahma spirit again.

Leaving the stone room, Chen Yuan waved his hand casually, and the door of the stone room was closed again by a pulling force.

Not only that, even the traces of opening were erased by Chen Yuan.

"Let's go, it's over."

He left the Yitai Tiangong ruins with Youruo and returned to the Shen family. Chen Yuan was also ready to focus on dealing with Ye Fei.

...

The next day, Luoxia Palace.

"Go, go, go!"

"Bite it to death! Bite it to death!"

Qianrou was surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs. In front of her was a huge beast fighting plate. Inside the beast fighting plate, two spirit beasts, one blue and one red, were fighting to a bloody mess.

Finally, the red spirit beast showed its fierceness. It took advantage of the blue spirit beast's inattention and bit its neck hard, killing it completely.

"We won!"

Qianrou clapped her hands happily.

"But you guys performed pretty well. Reward! A big reward!"

Hearing this, the other eunuchs hurriedly spoke

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten that my spirit beast's performance yesterday was also quite impressive."

"Then you will be rewarded too!"

"Your Majesty, my servant!"

"Reward!"

"Reward! Reward! All of them!"

Just as Qianrou was cheering and shouting for rewards, an eunuch came to report in a panic.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is here..."

"Since you are the Prime Minister, please come and invite him!"

Chen Yuan had just entered the door, and the eunuchs who had been eager to ask the little princess for a reward all knelt down in fear.

"Meet the Prime Minister!"

Chen Yuan just glanced at the beast fighting facilities, his face did not change at all.

"Your Majesty, the Yawen Poetry Festival is about to be held, and I plan to invite Your Majesty to watch it, and also to see the so-called talents from various countries."

Qian Rou was very excited.

"Does that mean I can leave the palace?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly.

"Great! But what if Ye Fei's talent can really surpass all the heroes?"

"Ye Fei is just a person who seeks fame and reputation. I have my own way to deal with him. I will let all countries admire your majesty's heroic appearance."

"Okay! Then, please take me there!"

"Well, in fact, I have another thing to do this time. Some documents have not been reviewed by your majesty recently..."

"Well, my father, my seal is in the imperial study. Can you go and get it yourself?"

"That's good. In this case, I will not disturb your majesty's interest. Your majesty, continue. I will take my leave."

After Chen Yuan left, the eunuchs dared to play with Qianrou again.

"Look how scared you are. Is the father so scary? He is obviously a good man, but you are so timid!"

Qianrou found it fun to see the eunuchs trembling and trembling when they saw Chen Yuan.

"I'm not afraid of him at all."

The eunuchs secretly complained.

You're not afraid of him because you're obedient. If one day you don't obey, you'll see how Chen Yuan will deal with you!

Of course, the eunuchs only dared to think about these words in their hearts, and they dared not say them out loud.

Chen Yuan has not been idle these days. A few days ago, he ordered his servants to go to the market to buy some of Ye Fei's works.

At this time, Chen Yuan's desk was already full of Ye Fei's works.

Among them, most are poetry collections, and there are only two vernacular works.

Journey to the West and Investiture of the Gods.

Flipping through them casually, Chen Yuan couldn't help but laugh. He thought Ye Fei was a talent, and it was quite rare to be able to write such works by memory.

But in fact, these works are no longer what they used to be. Ye Fei just followed the outline and used his own writing language to write this story.

Those who have read this kind of ancient masterpiece know that, first of all, the names of the chapters are very sophisticated, and then, there are also many poems and songs in the text.

For example, the opening chapter of the Investiture of the Gods is an ancient poem.

When the chaos was first divided, Pangu came first, and the Tai Chi was suspended in two yin and yang. Zi Tian Chou Di Ren Yin came out, and the beasts were avoided and there was Chao Xian...

... The heroes of all ages were respected and ranked, and the Shang and Zhou dynasties were passed down from ancient times to the present.

The opening chapter of Journey to the West is also a poem.

Before the chaos was divided, the world was in chaos, and no one could see it... If you want to know the merits of the creation, you must read Journey to the West.

However, the two books written by Ye Fei were written purely in vernacular, but the story outlines were the same, and all the poems were removed.

I thought Ye Fei had an extraordinary memory, so I thought he could only remember those famous poems, which was nothing to be afraid of!

...

Before I realized that the spring grass in the pond was dreaming, the leaves of the wutong tree in front of the steps had already made autumn sounds.

Taking advantage of this golden autumn festival, Ye Fei's elegant poetry meeting was held as scheduled. This meeting invited talented people from various countries, and other talented people from various countries also had expectations in their hearts.

There are those who admire Ye Fei, those who admire him, those who envy him, and those who despise him.

Some people come to admire Ye Fei's title of Little Poet, and some come to investigate Ye Fei's true and false, to see if Ye Fei is really as rumored, a real Little Poet of Dongyi, or just a name.

There are also some people who want to show their literary talent at this banquet. Although I can't compare with Ye Fei, I can forget about the title of Poet Champion, but the position below the champion should be my turn, right?

In short, everyone has their own thoughts.

Chen Yuan also went to Tianhuang Palace early to welcome Qianrou, and personally took the little empress to the venue of the Yawen Poetry Meeting.

In the venue, Ye Fei has already started to greet everyone enthusiastically.

"Mr. Lu, long time no see."

"Mr. Li, I have heard of you for a long time."

"Isn't this Miss Zhou? I'm sorry."

Wei Qingqing also came forward and bowed to Ye Fei politely.

It was the first time she met Ye Fei in person.

"I am Wei Qingqing, and I have long heard of Mr. Ye's great name. I am honored to meet you today."

Seeing Wei Qingqing's fresh and refined appearance and her long black hair, Ye Fei's breathing was inevitably a little rapid.

Wei Qingqing, is she Wei Qingqing?

The woman who expressed her feelings for him in the letter?

She is really... like a fairy.

Seeing Ye Fei's eyes almost straightened, Xue Jianyao beside him couldn't help but secretly pinched his waist hard.

Ye Fei felt pain and then reacted. He hurriedly returned the gift.

"It turned out to be Miss Wei. Miss Wei is so beautiful and beautiful that I am a little out of control. I hope Miss Wei will not blame me."

Wei Qingqing smiled lightly, like a peach blossom.

What else is more exciting than an idol praising your appearance?

Just when Wei Qingqing wanted to continue the conversation, a sharp eunuch voice sounded.

"The Queen is here! The Prime Minister is here!"