Rebirth of Journey to the West: My Father's Yellow Robe Monster

Chapter 72
Early the next morning, Li Tianquan selected a set of the Four Treasures of the Study from the hidden treasures of the Yintian Pavilion, and asked Ping'er to pack it up and get it ready.

"Master,"

Ping'er pushed the door open and came in, saying, "The gift is ready."

"Ah."

Li Tianquan took the gift, gave Ping'er a few words, and then left the courtyard with his sleeves fluttering, heading towards Wang Yu's mansion.

It didn't take long to arrive at the palace, and the guards here already recognized him, and said with a smile: "So it's Mr. Li, the master has already explained, you can go in directly."

There was no embarrassment at all, and someone led them to go inside.

Although Li Tianquan was a little surprised, he was not stage frightened. After a while, he saw Wang Yu sitting in the pavilion.

At this time, Wang Yu was not the only one, but there were also many handsome men and some young people.

"Student Li Tianquan, I have met your lord."

Li Tianquan handed over the gift to his servants, stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"It's the right of heaven. You don't need to be formal, just come in." Wang Yu didn't have the rigidity of the past. He was wearing a loose black robe today, with a jade hairpin slanted on his head, and waved his hand in greeting.

"Yes."

With a promise, Li Tianquan entered the pavilion calmly and calmly under the gaze of everyone.

A rare smile appeared on Wang Yu's usually serious face. He looked him up and down a few times before he said, "You have a good reputation these days, and you have done a good job in poetry."

"The adults are rude."

Li Tianquan hurriedly said modestly, "Students are still far behind."

"It's not meant to compliment you."

Wang Yu was very kind, and said with a smile, "I have heard of the few poems you wrote during this period, and I have someone copy them down and taste them carefully. They are already in the style of everyone."

As he spoke, he gave another order, "They are all from my own family, what do you call your lord, just call me uncle."

Wang Yu had already talked about this, and Li Tianquan felt relieved immediately, and said again: "Uncle."

Wang Yu glanced at the gift in the hand of the next person, and said, "From now on, don't bring gifts when you come to the door. As an uncle, I have a salary from the court and a small fortune. I will never be short of it."

"You are from a poor family. It is more difficult to study than the children of the wealthy family. You have to take care of yourself."

"If you can get a Jinshi or Mingjing in the future, it will be the best gift for me."

The young people around looked envious and jealous. Such kind expectations showed that they really valued Li Tianquan very much.

And Wang Yu, as the county magistrate of Chang'an, is also the celebrity and confidant in front of His Majesty today, so what are the benefits of being favored by him?

Even fools understand!

"This young man is Li Tianquan?"

The middle-aged man sitting on Wang Yu's left has a solemn face and sharp eyes. He is Sun Fujia, the Minister of Dali Temple.

He had heard about the young man in front of him for a long time, and Wen Tinghai, the proud student cultivated by himself, died at the hands of this person.

He looked Li Tianquan up and down a few times, then slowly nodded and said, "Being famous is worse than meeting him, he really is a good seed."

"Ha ha,"

Wang Yu laughed, pointed at the other party, and said, "It's been a long time since I heard you, a man in the iron mask, praise the younger generation."

"It turned out to be Sun Fujia."

Li Tianquan was shocked when he learned the identity of this person from Wang Yu's mouth. This person is the Minister of Dali Temple, with a high position and authority, and he is extremely trusted by His Majesty.

Following Wang Yu's introduction, Li Tianquan already understood that the few people in the pavilion were very influential figures in the imperial court, with high positions and weights.

These people have heard about Li Tianquan's private actions, knowing that this seemingly gentle and elegant young man is actually a decisive murderer, they are somewhat curious.

"Ha ha,"

Wang Yu was delighted that his daughter had regained consciousness from a severe coma and recovered her arm, and he had obtained a secret order from His Majesty to hold this banquet.

Recently, the extermination of the remnants of the former prince caused a lot of commotion, and neither the court nor the place was peaceful.

His Majesty ordered him to communicate with several others, spread some news to the outside world, and calm down the storm, so there is today's banquet.

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Li Tianquan, he couldn't hold back his daughter.

What's more, everyone knows about this kid's lovesickness in Chang'an recently, and those who are well-informed know that this guy is involved with his daughter.

When things got to this point, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

But the young man in front of him had to be good-looking, he had to be magnanimous, and he was not an illiterate idiot, with extraordinary talent, sophisticated means, and young age, he really gave himself a good look.

With this thought in mind, Wang Yu intentionally asked Li Tianquan to talk more, to get acquainted with these big figures in the court, and Li Tianquan was naturally less stage-frightened, talking and laughing happily.

For a while, the pavilion was full of joy.

Wang Yu took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, looked up at the sky, and said, "Many younger generations are gathered together today. You are all young talents of the younger generation. You can meet and have a chat. .”

"Thank you uncle for your support."

Li Tianquan nodded, knowing that he was chasing someone away, he retreated wisely.

When he walked out of the pavilion, he saw a delicate small garden. Under the sunlight, even though it was winter, it had a special charm and was as beautiful as a picture scroll.

outside the pavilion.

Three or five young people gathered together, made wine and talked freely, and they were all discussing.

"That was Li Tianquan just now, right?"

"Yeah, you can see how enviable you are talking and laughing with those adults in the pavilion."

"If it were me, under the eyes of those people, I would be trembling and speechless."

"Who made him become famous in Chang'an City recently, known as the Shuangjue son, and even called the leader of the younger generation by many people."

"Oh, it's just a matter of squandering the ancestral property to gain a bit of fame. Who knows how many real talents and real learning there are."

Everyone was talking about Li Tianquan, seemingly belittled, but in fact they were envious and jealous in their hearts, wishing to replace him with their own bodies.

You know, if you can get some big shots in the pavilion to praise a few words, after the word spreads, the tide will rise immediately, and Chunwei High School will have a little more confidence, and with Wang Yu's attention, there will be a bright future in the future.

"I don't know where this Li Tianquan came from. He must have been very lucky."

One of them was a young man with a thin figure, his facial features and appearance were three points like Wang Yu's. He was his nephew, Wang Jing.

He gritted his teeth and saw the calm young figure in the pavilion. He felt jealous, surprised, and uneasy at the same time, and said to himself, "This guy must make a fool of himself and his reputation will be ruined, or if this continues, uncle will really die." My cousin didn't marry him."

Thinking of Wang Qingtong's beautiful face and graceful figure, he only felt his heart burning, as if he wanted to watch his sweetheart being snatched away.

Just as he was about to speak, a moving figure walked out from the attic beside him.

Wang Qingtong was rarely dressed up, she took off her usual Tsing Yi outfit, and put on girlish makeup.

She combed her hair in a flying fairy bun and wore a green gauze dress. She had a delicate jade face. Under the sunlight, her jade-like skin seemed to be shining.

The beauty of the country, the beauty of the country and the beauty of the city, her demeanor made those so-called young talents dim in an instant, and the audience lost their voices for a while.

"what,"

Wang Jing's eyes almost fell out. He has seen his cousin many times since he was a child, but he has never seen her in such a pure and enchanting dress.

"Hoo hoo,"

All the young men in the field seemed to be overwhelmed by Wang Qingtong's beautiful face, and their eyes were full of admiration and appreciation.

Wang Qingtong turned a blind eye to the others and walked to Li Tianquan with a smile.

"Young Master Li, we meet again."

Her voice is light and crisp, and her words are like jade, like the sound of heaven, which makes people mesmerized.

Hearing the voice, Li Tianquan almost laughed when he remembered how she drew her sword and chased him yesterday.

This woman is really a female sword fairy in the front and a tigress in the back. How can ordinary people stand up to it?
I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

Let me bear this pain alone!

He pretended to raise his hand and saluted, "I'm Li Tianquan, I've seen the girl."

The two started talking as if no one was there, which made all the young people around look red-eyed.

The young scholar at the side felt sour in his heart, and murmured, "It's no wonder that the adults are so fond of him, Mr. Shuangjue is really extraordinary!"

"Yeah yeah,"

"A beautiful woman loves a talented man,"

When other people saw this scene, they were naturally very envious, but they didn't dare to intervene, for fear of scalding their family members.

"This Li Tianquan..."

Wang Jing's complexion was not good. He rushed here to attend the banquet today just to meet his cousin whom he had missed so much.

This beautiful person, as long as she sees her, can make people lose their minds and worry about her. No matter what, they can't let go.

Unexpectedly, Li Tianquan and his cousin were talking and laughing happily together, his eyes almost burst into flames, and his heart seemed to be twisted by a poisonous snake.

"fair enough."

Zhou Jing lowered his eyelids to block the maliciousness in his eyes, his anger was burning, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

"Hateful, hateful."

He gritted his teeth loudly, if today's occasion was not too important, he would have left in a hurry.

After a while, his eyes rolled, and he took the initiative to step forward and said loudly: "Everyone, if we have a banquet here today, if we don't have poetry to cheer us up, wouldn't it be a little less elegant?"

The others responded suddenly, and they were not unfamiliar with such a situation.

Wang Jing snorted coldly in his heart, and then smiled and said to Li Tianquan: "I have heard for a long time that you are a great talent, and today is just the meeting. I have a heartless request. I also ask you to write a poem. I'll wait to see the demeanor of Shuangjue."

Li Tianquan was chatting and laughing with Wang Qingtong in private, no one was surprised to see Wang Jing come to invite him. Li Tianquan already has a literary talent, and these days his reputation has spread and attracted people's attention, especially the few poems that have been circulated. It is indeed wonderful.

Even if some people are dissatisfied in their hearts, they can't speak out blatantly. If there is an opportunity at this time, they will naturally not let it go.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Qingtong lightly lifted the gauze skirt, a coldness appeared on her delicate jade face, but was held back by Li Tianquan.

Whispering in her ear: "It's just that some villains are jealous that I am favored by a beauty. Why be angry, just be my stepping stone."

Seeing the two getting so close, Wang Jing was so jealous that his teeth were about to be crushed.

　This chapter has been updated, thank you for the rewards, monthly tickets and recommended tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)