The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 84

"Master Yang, the prime minister of the Dali Temple, and Mr. Ji, the black-clothed chief catcher of the Dali Temple, have arrived!"

The boy who rolled the roll at the door shouted, and the bustling Zuiyue Tower suddenly fell silent.

Dali Temple Chancellor Yang Qingyuan, this is one of the most popular people in the capital in the past few months, he has jumped from an attendant to a bachelor to walk in the Wenhua Palace, and his future is limitless.

At the same time, it has won the favor of today, and it is also in power to be ordered to rebuild the Dali Temple that has been abandoned for 30 years.

Afterwards, with the momentum of thunder, he cracked the murder case of Li Bailiang, a wealthy man in the capital, and was commended by the cabinet center and the emperor.

There were even rumors in the capital that this Lord Yang was appointed as the Chancellor of Dali Temple just for the purpose of gilding, and he was about to be promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment at the time of the court meeting at the beginning of the year, which was a very hot time.

"I didn't expect Master An to have friendship with this Master Yang. He is indeed the richest man in the capital. He really has a wide network of contacts!"

A person next to him didn't think so, "Let's not talk about walking in the Wenhua Palace, isn't Zhao Yan, a scholar of Confucius University in Dongge and Minister of the Ministry of Industry, also very close to Mr. An?"

The person who spoke at the beginning gave a disdainful smile: "You only know one thing and don't know the other. This Confucian scholar can only be regarded as half-legged into the cabinet, but it is because he is a vacant post of Yan Shenggong and Hanlin scholar, so he can manage it." This Zhao Shangshu has a lot of power in the Ministry of Industry, and it is normal to have contacts with the An family. But this Mr. Yang is from a serious and clean family background, so it seems that Mr. An has a wide network of contacts!"

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Ignoring the comments of the people around, Yang Qingyuan led Ji Yaohua straight into the building.

An Shigeng, who was standing upstairs, narrowed his eyes slightly. At this time, Yang Qingyuan came to the door openly, why? !

Just when Yang Qingyuan was about to go upstairs, a voice sounded, making Yang Qingyuan's steps stagnate.

"Yo!? Isn't this Mr. Yang? What? Come to eat empty-handed?!"

A young man dressed in a brocade robe was holding a glass of wine and looking at Yang Qingyuan and Ji Yaohua.

"It's fine if you come to the banquet alone, and bring a beautiful woman with you?!"

The eldest son of Peng Cheng Bo Xiang Ming, Xiang Shoucheng, is a standard playboy among the gods.

Xiang Shoucheng treated Yang Qingyuan with extreme hostility. This kind of hostility did not start when Yang Qingyuan started water transportation and cut off the Xungui Group's financial resources, but existed for a long time.

Ever since Yang Qingyuan was ranked second in high school, he has been Xiang Shoucheng's lifelong enemy.

Yang Qing came from Wu Dangshan to enter the capital for the exam, so he was named "Moving Jingshi". He and Li Xunhuan have become the templates for educating the children of the powerful officials in the capital.

Peng Chengbo Xiangming is no exception.

For five years, Yang Qingyuan belonged to someone else's child in Xiang Shoucheng's world. Xiang Shoucheng became angry when he heard the name Yang Qingyuan. Now that he saw someone, he immediately became angry. Don't make things difficult for him. Own.

A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Qingyuan's eyes.

"Your Excellency?!"

Yang Qingyuan really didn't know this person.

Xiang Shoucheng was stunned. He thought about Yang Qingyuan's various answers, such as turning back, using his identity to suppress others, and pulling out his father.

But "Your Excellency?!" These three words broke Xiang Shoucheng's defense.

Feeling that I have hated Yang Qingyuan for so long, and I haven't even heard of him?Xiang Shoucheng would rather be humiliated by Yang Qingyuan than be ignored by him.

Thinking of this, Xiang Shoucheng proudly puffed up his chest, "I am the eldest son of Uncle Pengcheng!"

But the doubts in Yang Qingyuan's eyes still existed. Uncle Peng Cheng knew about it, but the eldest son had never heard of it.

"Oh. Nice to meet you." Yang Qingyuan's tone was more flat than Bai Shui's, without the slightest mood swing.

Ignoring Xiang Shoucheng's reaction after speaking, Yang Qingyuan was about to take Ji Yaohua upstairs.

Xiang Shoucheng, who was ignored, changed his expression again and again, and was about to throw out the wine glass in his hand, furious, when a follower beside him immediately stepped forward to persuade him.

Xiang Shoucheng's expression softened.

"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Yang has both civil and military skills, which is rare in the world! Why don't you take this opportunity to compare martial arts with me!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the guests present looked at Xiang Shoucheng in disbelief. There is such a brazen person in the world.

Xiang Shoucheng was born as a general, and his ancestor Xiang Chong was one of the four pioneers under King Kaiping. He was brave and fearless.

Although Xiang Shoucheng is a dude, he has also practiced martial arts since he was a child. He has mastered martial arts and has already connected seven of his eight meridians. In terms of martial arts alone, he can be regarded as an outstanding existence among the younger generation of generals.

Such a person actually proposes to compete with Yang Qingyuan, a scholar of the Imperial Academy, walk in the Wenhua Hall, and compete with the Chancellor of Dali Temple? !

The guests present didn't know what to say!

Then why don't you compare your eyesight with the seven children of the Hua family, your lightness skills with Wuqing, and your sword skills with Ye Jianhan! !
Yang Qingyuan's gaze was also very strange, shouldn't both civil and military skills be Li Xunhuan's personality?Although I didn't deliberately hide my martial arts in front of others, I shouldn't have the label of both civil and martial arts!How could you think of competing with yourself? !

Yang Qingyuan has never encountered this kind of request for beating.

Ji Yaohua and An Shigeng, the eyes of the insiders were even more inexplicable.

Competition with Yang Qingyuan?Warrior!

Young people are always full of self-confidence, wanting to compete with God!Lack of social beatings.

There is one person present, and no one except An Shigeng can force Yang Qingyuan to make a second move.Although An Shigeng thought highly of himself, he also knew that he was by no means Yang Qingyuan's opponent. If he really fought life and death, he would definitely die.

It's not aimed at anyone, it's just that everyone present is rubbish.

It just so happened that the guard next to Xiang Shoucheng was an insider. Although he didn't know the strength of Yang Qingyuan's combat power, Yuanhuajing was definitely genuine and unmistakable.

After hearing that his son was going to compete with Yang Qingyuan, his face turned green with fright!Immediately persuaded, "Young master is a man of gold, how can he compete in martial arts like ordinary martial arts!?"

Hearing this, Xiang Shoucheng made some sense, "What you said is also reasonable. Although he has an official position, he is only a fifth-rank man. I will inherit the title in the future. Would it be disrespectful to fight with him?! "

Hearing this, the guard breathed a sigh of relief, it was rare for his young master to listen to people's persuasion.

"Then let you compete with Yang on my behalf!"

The movement of the guard's hands froze, and he looked at his son in disbelief.

???

so real?My son finished picking things, and then let himself go up and get beaten!

The guard looked at Yang Qingyuan, who was dressed as a scholar on the stairs, holding a folding fan, with a calm expression.This guard is well-versed in martial arts, and is expected to hit the realm of Yuanhua, but he still swallowed hard in the face of Yang Qingyuan, a civil servant.
"Young Master, our Pengcheng Bofu has always passed down poems and books, otherwise we should change it to Wendou!"

(End of this chapter)