Royal Master Painter

Chapter 244 Returning to Qingdu
Seeing that he was about to return to Qingdu, when he was about to arrive at Lixia Pavilion, Wei Changli suddenly sensed another breath, and glanced elsewhere.

The grass in his hand hooked the ram to turn around and turned to other places.

"Go back on your own, don't worry about me"

Wei Changli has always been a maverick, and the students of the Wenfu were not surprised.

After arriving at a secluded place, Wei Changli put his hands in his pockets, lay down in the car and closed his eyes to rest, and let the rams graze on the grass.

"Lord Lei, since we're here, why hide and hide, I'm going back if I don't show up"

"Your perception is still so keen..."

The thunder light suddenly appeared, and Lei Huaji's figure appeared, followed by an extremely domineering coercion in the valley.

"Follow here, Mr. Lei is not here to catch up with me?"

Seeing that the ram was frightened, Wei Changli patted its head to soothe it.

"I've known for a long time that you've been dormant for so many years, and you have a big plan, but the appearance of your group of swordsmen still scares everyone."

Lei Huaji wasn't exaggerating, every one of the Daobi officials was formidable in strength, even Qian Yuanjing was no match for these people.

"When did Master Lei become so humble? Didn't you train a few martial slaves in Hongdu?"

"Stop talking nonsense, one of your knife and pen officials is that evil beast of my Wufu."

"What kind of evil is not evil, he is just a warrior who wants to be a literati, you should help him," Wei Changli said with a smile.

"Successful? Wei Changli, don't talk to me about these things. I've been following you to Qingdu to settle accounts. It's a great honor for you. Now I want to take him back."

Wei Changli scratched his head.

"I'll let you go, but he won't leave by himself. What can I do? It's a bit difficult."

"He doesn't want to leave? That's up to him, where is he now?" Lei Huaji was a little angry.

"This kid knew you would come to the door, so he slipped away early in the morning, but he left you a letter"

Wei Changli delivered the letter to Lei Huaji, Lei Huaji opened it, his brows knit together, and then he tore it into pieces.

"It's unreasonable, I'm really mad at this old man"

Perhaps just cursing could no longer vent the anger in his heart, and a punch directly knocked down a nearby cliff!
"Wei Changli, then tell him for me, don't fall into my hands, I will catch him back one day"

"I don't care about that." Wei Changli acted very bachelor.

"My apprentice, Sun Jiang, you have taken care of me. This is the last descendant of the Tianshe Mansion."

"He is from our Wenfu, of course I will take good care of him, but I have to advise you, Lei Huaji, I know that you want to use him to take revenge, so don't go too far, don't say it's unpredictable."

Lei Huaji snorted coldly, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

Fu Xiu, Zhao Guizhen, Shi Jilun and others were all waiting for Wen Fu to return from the Goose Lake Meeting at the Lixia Pavilion. This time, Wen Fu not only won a complete victory but also won the first place in the Eight Houses. They were suppressed by Confucian scholars for many years The humiliation was swept away, and the faces of these scribes were all happy.

However, these people were not harmonious in the first place, and now even if they got together for a celebration banquet, disputes would inevitably arise.

"This is a major event for our Wenfu. Those who come to celebrate are all literati. I remember Mr. Tai Shiling is a Confucian scholar. Why do you want to join us?"

The yin and yang strangeness that Fu Xiu said, relying on the background of the Confucian Mansion, Shi Jilun did not interfere with the affairs of the Prefect's Mansion in the Qing Dynasty.But this time, when the Wen Mansion and the Confucian Mansion almost broke apart, Shi Jilun almost became the first ghost under the sword.

Although the two sides reconciled in the end, Shi Jilun is still terrified, and he is no longer calm and unrestrained as before, and his smile is still a little embarrassed.

"Although I am a Confucian scholar, I am also the Taishi Ling of Qingdu. How could the grand events of Qingdu be without me?"

"I heard that Tai Shiling also went to the Ehuhui? And he showed a big face in front of many powerful people from the eight prefectures, which is really enviable."

"Everyone is working in Yunzhou, why bother to run on like this?" Zhao Guizhen stood up for Shi Jilun.

"Our allegiance is to the Mansion of Wen, and his allegiance to the Mansion of Confucianism"

"It may not be the Confucian mansion, it may be the royal family, or a slave with two surnames."

The two sides fought with each other, and no one would be outdone, until someone reminded that the people who participated in the Goose Lake meeting had returned.

But they only saw Fu Changlin, Shui Wuxin, Lin Wanxi, Zhao Suixian, and a person with a slightly dark complexion. Many people who had never met Jiang Lian were already guessing, could this person be Jiang Lian?
It is reasonable for Wei Changli to leave, after all, he has always seen the beginning and the end, but no one wanted to take Jiang Li away, which made these eunuchs a little bit empty-handed.

Their celebration banquet was mainly to get acquainted with the new No. [-] of the Eight Houses, but the protagonist ran away?
Most of the literati in Qingdu like to show off and be famous all over the world, but Jiang Li seems to be a little different.

Of course the happiest person belonged to Lin Fan. He missed Jiang Li, but met Wu Jinghai. This made him see the hope of Lin's rise, so he warmly invited Wu Jinghai to the family banquet.

Jiang Greed didn't have time to argue with them. What he cared about most now was Lu Daoxuan. The old man was hard-pressed for him in Xihe for four Ph.D.s in Confucian classics, and he was seriously injured.

Arriving directly at Lu Daoxuan's residence in Wenfu, the old man was staring at an old tree in a daze.

"Master Lu?"

"Master Lu?"

Jiang Greed yelled several times in a row, but Lu Daoxuan didn't respond, so Jiang Greed yelled close to his ear

"Master, I am Jiang Greed, I am back"

"Jiang Greed? What are you shouting for? I'm not deaf." Lu Daoxuan said dissatisfiedly, "Why haven't you come to see me for so long?"

"Didn't we just part ways from Goose Lake?"

Jiang Greed had some bad feelings in his heart. After holding Lu Daoxuan's hand, he used spiritual power to detect it. There was nothing wrong with Lu Daoxuan's body. The injuries on his body were suppressed by several powerful spiritual powers, but he always felt something Weird.

"Jiang Li, come here. Recently, I have gained some experience in practicing Danqing method. I will draw for you."

After Lu Daoxuan took out the pen and paper from the book tube, he was ready to draw, but when he picked up the pen, Lu Daoxuan's eyes were blank, and his wrist was hanging in the air for a long time, but he couldn't let it fall.

"Forget it, I will teach you another day."

"Okay, call me whenever you remember." Jiang Greed had a faint guess in his heart.

Lu Daoxuan fought with Qi Cifeng before, he could have entered the Dao, but he forcibly self-destructed his foundation, leaving his Dao wounds unhealed, and he was seriously injured in the battle at Xihe.

After returning to Wen Mansion, although his life was saved, when talking with him, he was confused most of the time, occasionally sober.

Is the number one painter in the world going to be reduced to this level?

Jiang Greed blamed himself a bit. After all, if it wasn't for himself, how could Lu Daoxuan monopolize the four major Confucian classics doctors by himself.

(End of this chapter)