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Chapter 25

After Yang Chen left a few famous essays through the ages, he left gracefully.

Just left Xiyuan.

There was a gust of cold wind rushing towards him.

Yang Chen's body trembled.

"so cold!"

He tightened his clothes tightly.

"When will this damn weather pass!"

Blown by the wind.

Yang Chen's mind suddenly woke up from the frenzy just now.

Yang Chen at this time.

It's that regret.

"What happened to mine just now?"

"When my brain got hot, I wrote a few famous poems through the ages. I really vented my anger, and I really slapped Mr. Li in the face."

"But apart from venting my anger and slapping my face, I don't seem to get any benefit!"

"It's a big loss!"

Yang Chen thought about it carefully.

Intestines are blue.

"With these few famous poems through the ages, no matter how you say it, it is also the first in this poetry meeting."

"I don't want to talk about Mo Bao's vain things, but the gold and silver are really good things, who doesn't want it?"

"I just gave up without blinking my glasses all of a sudden. Did my brain get flooded just now?"

After the enthusiasm faded away, Yang Chen walked, beating his chest over and over again, and wailing endlessly.

"My money!"

"There used to be a lot of money in front of me, but I didn't know how to cherish it. I didn't realize how precious money is until I lost it."

"If God gives me another chance, I will definitely hold the real gold and silver in my own hands, no matter how I pretend to be noble, or how I pretend to treat money as nothing."

"Money is a man's guts, and a man without money is so sad."

No money left, penniless.

All of a sudden, there is no dinner for the evening.

Yang Chen sighed, stepping on the thick snow, shivering against the cold wind that hit his face.

It was freezing cold, and the snow was deep.

With one foot low and the other high, Yang Chen staggered towards the house.

While walking, I thought about how to solve the problem of hunger in my stomach.

People eat for food.

If you don't have a full stomach, everything is floating clouds.

For the sake of one bite, Yang Chen felt that he could really do anything now.

Sneaking can also be considered.

"Without food, I don't even dare to practice Taiji mentality now. Taiji mentality is the supreme way to refine and transform qi. If I practice Taiji mentality at this time, it will slowly melt away the energy and blood in my whole body."

"Once the blood is turned into blood, I guess I will immediately become a skinny person."

Along the way.

Yang Chen's thin body trembled more and more. He gritted his teeth and waded through the snow. He hoped that he could return to his little thatched hut as soon as possible. At least the thatched hut was small, but it could keep out the wind and rain, and it was also very warm.

Yang Chen left Xiyuan not long ago.

On the snowy road, many scholars came one after another.

Some of these scholars are like Yang Chen, and they are not rich. They step on the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow. Silk satin.

Because of several famous poems through the ages.

Yang Chen has already spread his reputation among this group of people.

Especially the children from rich families hope to associate with a talented scholar like Yang Chen.

Therefore, after these people left Xiyuan, they immediately ordered their servants to increase their horsepower, push aside the snow with all their might, and chase them all the way along the footprints left by Yang Chen.

However, it was none other than the first to arrive.

It was Mr. Du who was always by Yang Chen's side in Xiyuan.

This Mr. Du is obviously not an ordinary person.

Along the way, lightly touch your feet and land on the snow, leaving only a little trace.

The whole person is as light as nothing.

Running, more like willows swinging in the wind.

"Brother Yang, wait for me!"

The sound is very crisp.

There was another scent.

Yang Chen stopped when he heard the words.

Turn around.

But I saw that Mr. Du had arrived.

There are some doubts in my heart.

"Why did he follow me!"

"I was not welcomed by my master in Xiyuan, so I had to leave, and I lost a lot of money in vain."

"This person doesn't want to compete well in Xiyuan. He wants to compete for the leader. What are you doing with me?"

Soon, Mr. Du rushed to Yang Chen's side.

The demeanor is leisurely and the breathing is steady.

Yang Chen swept his eyes.

Along the way, almost no footprints were left.

Unlike myself, along the way, every step, I have to sink into deep footprints one by one.

"Young Master Du, I don't know what's the reason for calling me?"

Du Gongzi blushed when he heard this.

"I see that Mr. Yang is full of talents, and I want to make friends with Mr. Yang. If the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, I can recite poems and discuss knowledge with Mr. Yang, which will definitely benefit me a lot."

Yang Chen nodded and said: "So that's the way it is. As the saying goes, we appreciate strange writings together, and analyze doubts. Only by learning from each other can we make better progress."

"If I can have a good teacher and helpful friend like Mr. Du, it will be even more beneficial to me."

"However, it's too cold here, why don't we talk while walking."

Mr. Du nodded slightly.

But he was startled in his heart, and secretly said: "This Mr. Yang Chen, who is he? How can he have such an amazing talent? An ordinary sentence from his mouth contains a shocking The truth that people yearn for.”

"Admiration of the strange text, analysis of doubts and meanings, good sentences!"

"Such a strange person, I must grasp it."

At this time, Mr. Du did not use martial arts, but just like Yang Chen, he also stepped on the snow, leaving a deep footprint when he stepped on it.

Yang Chen looked a little embarrassed.

"Young Master Du, I'm a weak literati. I can't carry my shoulders or hands. It's most useless. You don't need to learn from me."

"You should be your son, and you have unique skills, so you don't have to be like me. If you step on it, Bai Xue will melt into water in your shoes. It's icy cold, and it's not good for your health."

Mr. Du shook his head and said: "There is no reason for this. I practice martial arts internal skills, and my breath circulates. I feel warm all over my body. I am not afraid of this little snow. It is you who wear thin clothes. If you blow it, I'm afraid you will be seriously ill, if you don't dislike it, why don't you point the direction to your home, and I'll take you for a ride."

Yang Chen was overjoyed: "It's so embarrassing, you and I are first acquaintances after all!"

Mr. Du said grandly: "It's nothing. Some people feel like old friends at first sight, and some people are like passers-by after a lifetime of acquaintance. When I see you, it's like I've seen you before. From the bottom of my heart, I am willing to get close to you."

"Please also show me the direction, let's leave quickly."

Yang Chen said: "Good!"

Finger the way back.

Seeing Mr. Du grabbing Yang Chen's palm with one hand, a gust of air flowed into Yang Chen's body from the palms held together.

The breath is flowing and warm.

Yang Chen felt very comfortable.

Afterwards, I saw Mr. Du swaying, leading Yang Chen, and with a whoosh, he was several feet away.

After a few ups and downs, the two had already left far away.

Seeing Yang Chen's departure from a distance, the disciples from the rich family couldn't help but beat their chests.

"Oh, why did Mr. Yang leave so quickly?"

"Who is that person? It's too despicable. How can he monopolize Young Master Yang by himself."

"Don't let the big guy get a taste of Mr. Yang's talent!"

"Quickly go and find out where Mr. Yang is from. I'm going to visit him!"

(End of this chapter)