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Chapter 17 The Four Young Masters of Wei City

Deep in the plum blossom, the fragrance is tangy.

A handsome scholar, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, wearing a moon-white robe, came slowly with steady steps, and looked at Yang Chen as he walked.

Yang Chen has tens of thousands of volumes of poems and books, and even endless martial arts secret books. The amount of knowledge he has mastered is vast, and his natural behavior will reveal an attractive temperament that is different from ordinary people.

Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes, stopped inhaling the aroma of Tongshenxiang, glanced slightly, and looked towards the place where the sound came from, just in time to see this handsome scholar walking towards him with extraordinary momentum come.

"What an extraordinary scholar!"

Yang Chen applauded secretly.

This person's demeanor is not much more than Lin Shushu's, and even in terms of momentum, he is much stronger than Lin Shishi.

For psychic incense!
Yang Chen naturally understood it very well.

He has already learned from the information sent by the fortune jade plate.

This magical incense is indeed priceless, but it is really not easy to inhale in large quantities.

Inhaling a large amount of the aroma of Tongshenxiang will indeed put people in a state of extreme excitement, and even produce hallucinations, making people lost in the hallucinations without knowing it.

"Thank you, brother, for letting me know!"

Seeing the scholar approaching, the corners of Yang Chen's mouth rose slightly, pulling out a beautiful arc, and a smile rippling out.

Put your hands together and salute the person coming.

"Yang Chen in Xiawei City, I don't know what to call your brother?"

"Ha ha!"

The visitor returned a smile to Yang Chen. This smile was like a pure white lotus blooming, and there was a trace of nobility and holiness on the fair and delicate face.

"My surname is Du, I have met Mr. Yang!"

Yang Chen thought about it, a young master surnamed Du?
It has never been heard that there is such an extraordinary temperament in Weicheng, the Du family son, could it be that this Du family son is not from this Wei city.

It's just that since Mr. Du didn't want to mention it, Yang Chen naturally wouldn't break the casserole and ask the bottom line.

"Young Master Du, are you also here to participate in today's 'Dongmei' poetry meeting?"

"I think Mr. Du has an extraordinary appearance and extraordinary bearing. When the time comes, you will definitely be able to see Mr. Du's demeanor. To be honest, Mr. Du will be the champion today."

Du Gongzi smiled wryly and shook his head vigorously.

"Ashamed, ashamed, my talent is too shallow to be worth mentioning. There are many talented people in Weicheng, and there are many masters. There is a chance for me to show off. Don't talk about others, just Mr. Yang. His gentleness is not something I can compare to."

"I came here only to learn from all the talents, and I have no other ideas."

The two are not familiar with each other.

Just talking nonsense that doesn't have much nutrition.

Between words, time flows slowly.

Suddenly, the entire Xiyuan fell silent, and there was no sound. With eyes, I looked towards a quiet path in Xiyuan. This quiet path was winding like a narrow path.

A winding path leads to a secluded place!
On both sides of the sheep intestines path, instead of plum blossoms, a row of peach trees and a row of pear trees are planted.

Yang Chen looked at it and just smiled.

Such a small road has a unique meaning.

Peaches and plums, the next from Seikei!

At this moment, a scholar was wearing a crane-feather coat, with a plump body like jade, a monkey's back and a bee waist, exuding a heroic spirit, valiant, high-spirited, and striding forward, vigorously.

"It's Weicheng's first son, Dongguo Sihai!"

After Dongguo Sihai walked out of the narrow path, he looked around and nodded with a smile.

He found a seat and sat down, sitting upright, like a javelin sticking straight there, exuding a majestic aura unscrupulously from all over his body.

Some scholars with unstable minds just took a look at Dongguo Sihai, and felt frightened and cowardly. They lowered their heads unconsciously, not daring to look directly at Dongguo Sihai.

Dongguo Sihai is like a round of sun, which is dazzling and shines a thousand points of light.

"As expected of being the number one son of Weicheng, this kind of aura is very domineering, as straight as a towering tower, and cannot be rejected or opposed."

"The first son's demeanor is overwhelming. With this person, who can compete in today's poetry meeting?"

"Yes, Lin Shushu is probably in danger!"

After Dongguo Sihai walked out, another young gentleman with a face like a crown and a tall and straight figure walked out slowly with a lazy expression.

After coming out, he sniffed his nose, laughed haha, and sat beside Dong Guo Sihai, his eyes were sleepy and ignorant, as if he was not in Xiyuan, but wandering outside the world.

Dongguo Sihai looked at the young man who was sitting down, and couldn't help frowning. There was even more anger in his eyes, and an invisible energy radiated from his body, centered on his own body, and diffused towards the surroundings. .

"Great talent Xiao Tong!"

"I like his unrestrained and free temperament the most."

A person appeared behind Xiao Tong. This person had a faint smile on his face, but there was a trace of worry and worry in his eyes, and even an inexplicable anger.

It's Lin Shushu!

Yang Chen's eyes narrowed, and he looked towards Lin Shushu.

As if feeling something, Lin Shushu raised his head and stared over, just in time to see Yang Chen, with a little guilt in his eyes, followed by indifference and ruthlessness.

"Today's poetry meeting, you shouldn't be here!" A cold sound transmission sounded from Yang Chen's ears.

"Today's poetry meeting is my stage alone, and all the scholars are my foil, including you, and you are just an insignificant foil!"

Walking out with Lin Shushu, there was a young man with peach blossom eyes and a frivolous demeanor. Beside the young man was a girl with a graceful figure. The girl covered her face with a black scarf, revealing only a pair of dark and bright eyes. s eyes.

"Lin Shushu, Mr. Li, who is that girl?"

The scholars in Xiyuan were full of doubts.

Yang Chen was also a little unexpected. Generally speaking, such an occasion would not allow a girl to participate for no reason.

Unless it's some servants or prostitutes who perform.

However, after Lin Shushu and Mr. Li's family sat down one after another, the girl sat behind Mr. Li's family, and he could guess that this girl was definitely not the servant or the brothel girl.

"Unexpectedly, this year's 'Dongmei' Poetry Festival will actually attract the four princes of Weicheng!"

"Dong Guo Si Hai! Xiao Tong! Lin Shushu! Li Gang! These four young masters are all here!"

The scholars who came to Xiyuan couldn't help taking a breath.

"Could it be that these people were all invited by the Li family to set up Lin Shushu's place. With these people here, Lin Shushu must be the leader of today's 'Dongmei' Poetry Association?"

Some scholars secretly guessed in their hearts.

After the four young masters sat down, there were three energetic middle-aged men with smiles on their faces, talking about something in a low voice, and walking over while talking.

"Master Li!"

"Master Chen from Yunqi Academy!"

"Mr. Lu from Sanwei Academy!"

These three people are the most powerful and talented people in Weicheng.

Especially Master Chen from Yunqi Academy, known as the No. 1 in Weicheng, with so much talent.

There was once an expert who knew the art of qi-watching, who passed by Chen Fuzi's house at night, and saw from a distance that above Chen Fuzi's house, there was an aura of talent seven or eight feet high.

The aura formed a ball, like a bright lamp, exuding an astonishing light.

(End of this chapter)