Royal Master Painter

Chapter 235 Master Martial Training Picture

Wei Changli has such a genuine temperament, he is very kind when he is happy, and it is common for him to swear directly when he is unhappy.

"No shirt, if you have nothing to do in the future, go to the Wenfu and take a look. After all, you have stayed there for many years."

As soon as Wei Changli finished speaking, he thought of Yunxinan again, and then pulled his face down again, so he added
"Of course, I'm just being polite. If you really go, I don't guarantee that you can leave alive."

The imperial family has always been under the control of the Confucian Mansion, but now the emperor's will clearly favors the Wen Mansion and Jiang Greed.

But no one accepted his invitation. Almost everyone knew that the emperor sitting in that seat was not a good person. In Lu Daoxuan's words, whoever should have died long ago.

Yan Jianyuan was the first to see it. Although Zhao Wuxie was Wei Changli's disciple, but that was once, and now he is the first king of Daxuan!
"Prince Duan, I didn't listen to the truth, please read it again, Lord Duan."

"Mr. Yan, many people in the Eight Houses have heard the truth, why bother, if you have any doubts, here is the decree"

Zhao Wuxie handed over the decree directly to Yan Jianyuan. Yan Jianyuan read every word carefully. In addition to the jade seal of the Great Propaganda State, it was stamped with the Phoenix Seal.

"This…"

Yan Jianyuan looked at Ji Li, and now he couldn't make up his mind.

Things have come to such a point that the Wen Mansion and the Confucian Mansion are only a hair's breadth away from going to war. Now that the royal family is involved again and unexpectedly stands on their opposite side, this makes Yan Jianyuan have to re-evaluate the pros and cons.

"Master Ji..."

"What else did His Majesty tell you?"

"Here is a handwritten letter from His Majesty, please read it, Master." Zhao Wuxie presented the letter with both hands and said
"Your Majesty wants the pride of the eight prefectures to go to Daxuan City after the Goose Lake Meeting, especially Jiang Li. There is someone in the Imperial City who misses you very much."

No one knew what the contents of the letter were.But Ji Li chose to give in after reading it.

"Since this is the case, then act according to the emperor's will. Ehu Lake will continue"

The original long-cherished wish of Wenfu and Confucianism to explode was subsided because of the sudden intervention of the royal family, but everyone noticed that there seemed to be something unusual in it.

Guan Jizhai closed his eyes while resting his mind, while thinking about what was wrong, the thunder flashed behind him, and Lei Huaji's figure appeared behind him.

"You noticed it too?" Guan Jizhai asked.

"You and I have dealt with Ji Li for so many years, he doesn't seem to be such a humane person, let alone be easily threatened by others. Although these knife and pen officials are strong, the Confucian government may not be afraid of him, especially here is Xihe! "Lei Huaji said.

As the lords of the Eight Houses, even if they have some disagreements, they still approve of Ji Li's strength. This master, who is known as the spokesperson of Yuling Tiandao, can be described as unfathomable.

"I always feel that these two old foxes are planning something behind their backs"

Wei Changli sent someone to send the seriously injured Lu Daoxuan back to the Wenfu, and Wei Changli personally took charge of the Ehuhui that came down.

After a difficult battle with Yan Youqin, Jiang Greed joined the spirit for the fourth time in the battle between Wen Mansion and Confucian Mansion at any cost, and his body was extremely weak!

But in the process of self-cultivation, no matter what, he never thought that Confucian scholars would come to visit him.

"Yan Youqin? Why are you here?"

It's just that I haven't seen you for two days. At this time, Yan Youqin gave Jiang Li a different feeling than when he met with Ehu. The whole person was very hazy, as if the person who appeared in front of him was not a real person.
"I'm here to apologize to you, and secondly, I'm here to thank you"

"Where does the apology come from, and where does the thank you come from"

"Although I was born in Xihe and grew up in the Confucian Mansion, I do not agree with the actions of the master and several doctors of Confucian classics for the harm caused to Mr. Lu and you. I want to express my apology."

"You weren't there at the time, so what does this have to do with you?" Jiang Greed waved his hand, saying that there is a wrong and a debt.

"Thank you for not interrupting my enlightenment during the Goose Lake meeting. It can be said that you have done me a favor. How can I not thank you. If there is anything I need to help in the future, as long as it is not a big crime I must obey"

Yan Youqin can be regarded as the established candidate for the next Palace Master, and the promise of the future Palace Master of the Confucian Mansion is something that the entire Yuling Continent, including the emperor, wants.

Seeing Yan Youqin's serious look, Jiang Li knew that he must have taken this matter to heart.

"Would you drink"

"No, Confucian scholars are not allowed to drink alcohol until they reach the age of Jiazi!"

"As long as it's not something big and evil, as long as I tell you to do it, you will do it?" Jiang Greed repeatedly confirmed.

"Of course"

"I'm afraid there is something I want you to help with right now," Jiang Greedy said with a sinister smile.

"Say"

"I want you to drink with me!"

Jiang Greed was very curious about what kind of ugly face the serious-looking Yan Youqin would have when he was drunk.

"Your condition is to let me drink with you? Are you sure?"

Although Yan Youqin is only at the Xuanling Realm now, his strength will improve by leaps and bounds in a few years. The only condition he agreed to others was to be asked to accompany him for a drink?

"Of course I'm sure"

Fearing that Yan Youqin would repent, Jiang Li hurriedly took out the wine from the book tube and poured two glasses.

Yan Youqin held up the wine glass hesitantly, Jiang Li demonstrated, and let out a contented voice.

"That's it, learn from me"

After persuading him many times, Yan Youqin finally picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Eleven out of ten literati in Qingdu drink alcohol, and Qingdu is a capital city soaked in wine jars, so there are also a large number of people here.

But Yan Youqin's face flushed instantly after drinking, and then his eyes began to blur, his footsteps were sloppy, and Jiang Li in his eyes turned into a double image!

"Why are there two... Jiang... Jiang Greed..."

Jiang Li was a little surprised. The drinking capacity of the first genius in the Eight Houses is really rubbish, compared to those eight or 90-year-old old men in Qingdu who are buried in the loess to their eyebrows.

"Hello...Yan Youqin..."

Jiang Li's hand patted Yan Youqin's shoulder, and Yan Youqin seemed to be touched by Nilin, turning around and punching him.

This punch was impartial and hit Jiang Li's eye socket.

Jiang Li let out an ouch, and Yan Youqin called again with his fists raised.
As a scribe, he doesn't want to do something to repay his kindness, not to mention that Jiang Li is confident that if he can't do it himself, even Yan Youqin may not be able to do it.
So he wanted to use drinking to embarrass Yan Youqin, but he had seen a person with a poor capacity for drinking, but he had never seen such a poor capacity for drinking. It was just a drink that could make friends and enemies alike, and he was beaten for no reason.

"Isn't this asking for trouble?" Jiang Greed thought to himself.

Jiang Li also made a painting based on Yan Youqin's drunken demeanor. This is the famous painting of Yuling, Xihe Iron Fist, also known as the picture of Master Wu Xun!

And Jiang Greed was the one who was pushed to the ground and beaten violently by the future master.

(End of this chapter)