After Pei Yue left, the banquet in the Mingtang continued.

But compared to the hustle and bustle before, the atmosphere now is a bit low and solemn.

Today's literati who are qualified to enter the Mingtang, no matter whether they are officials or not, and what their family background is, everyone has real talent and practical knowledge, and can naturally appreciate the weight of that poem. Even if some people are dissatisfied, Zhang Ji's "good poem" can still be called

The conclusion is final, and others have no confidence to overturn this old gentleman's judgment.

Literati are always sentimental and sometimes overly sensitive. Even if Pei Yue did not say a harsh word today, they heard many subtexts from that poem. Combined with what Pei Yue said before, this person's intention is extremely clear.

, he hoped that the knowledgeable people of the Southern Zhou Dynasty could see the overall situation of the world clearly, and it would be best if the Southern Zhou Dynasty could directly submit to Beiliang and regain the glory of the heyday of the former Wei Dynasty.

If not, as the most representative martial artist among the younger generation of Beiliang, he can only watch the sword by the light of day, blow the trumpet to join the camp, and then end the affairs of the king and the world.

It seems to be just a casual conversation, but it contains the dual meanings of persuading surrender and conquest.

As more and more people reacted, the banquet gradually began to change.

Xu Xi was sitting in the corner drinking wine, occasionally looking up at the literati gathering in groups of twos and threes and whispering, and suddenly he felt manic and depressive in his chest. If he hadn't been a pure-hearted gentleman, he would have had an attack out of nowhere.

When the night fell, the banquet in the Mingtang finally ended, and there were only a few people left.

Xu Xi exhaled a breath of turbid air and shook slightly after standing up.

"Third brother, be careful." Xu Churong said with concern.

Xu Xi was stunned and said in surprise: "Little sister, why are you still here?"

Xu Churong asked: "Where does third brother think I should be?"

Xu Xi said without thinking: "I thought you were following Pei Yue——"

"Third brother!"

Xu Churong raised his tone slightly, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Xu Xi actually didn't have any bad intentions, but when he saw that she was really angry, he quickly admitted his mistake and said, "Don't blame me, little sister. Third brother was a little drunk today, and he said something indiscriminately. I hope you can forgive me."

Xu Churong smiled helplessly and said: "Third brother, my little sister is not a tigress. What will others think of me if they hear what you say? You are my brother, and I am not in a good mood today. Of course I will stay here with you. As for

Pei Yue, although I have some entanglements with him, it is definitely not what you think."

Xu Xi nodded and said: "It makes sense, but I was rude."

Xu Churong motioned to the boy next to him to help Xu Xi, and said in a calm tone: "Let's go, I'll take the third brother back to rest."

Surrounded by a crowd of followers and guards, the brother and sister left the Mingtang and arrived at the accommodation arranged by the Ministry of Rites. Xu Churong ordered people to place Xu Xi, who was obviously drunk, properly and made sure that he fell asleep before turning around and coming to the court.

The night was cool, the moon and stars were sparse, and there was a gentle breeze in the mountains and fields.

Xu Churong recalled what happened in the Mingtang today and was shocked by the last poem left by Pei Yue. Now she has given up on pursuing those trivial matters to Pei Yue, such as whether he is a person seeking fame or not. In other words, even if

She didn't want to admit it, but she actually tacitly acknowledged that those poems were written by Pei Yue himself.

Regardless of the two gorgeous and exquisite Lingzhou poems or today's majestic new poem, any one of them is enough to make people famous in history. Xu Churong knew the temptation for literati, and no one was willing to give such a famous poem to others.

, this is a treasure that no amount of gold or silver can buy, let alone as many as three articles.

If it were just that, Xu Churong would only praise Pei Yue secretly, and would never show such an angry look on his face like now.

"Here comes someone." Her clear voice sounded in the night.

A guard emerged from the darkness and said, "Miss."

Xu Churong said coldly: "Follow me to visit the Marquis of Zhongshan in Beiliang."

The guard was puzzled, seeing that it was past the second watch (9 p.m.), are you going to visit a young man from Beiliang at this time?

Xu Churong turned to look at him and said indifferently: "What are you still doing?"

"I obey my orders."

The guard did not dare to think nonsense and quickly retreated to gather his companions.

After a while, Xu Churong left Xu Xi's courtyard with nearly twenty guards. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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Under the guidance of two young men, we headed eastward.

In terms of area alone, Donglin is larger than the Royal Garden in Jian'an City, and the terrain is more complex. It is often a set of courtyards between trees, so it has excellent privacy.

It was late at night, and everything in this natural garden was completely silent.

After about a stick of incense, Xu Churong arrived at the residence arranged for Pei Yue by the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette. Before she could get close to the elegant courtyard, she and her guards were stopped by a secret whistle.

After asking about Xu Churong's identity, Anshao went back to report without expression. This scene surprised the martial arts masters recruited by the Xu family. They even doubted whether Pei Yue's soldiers were real people and why they looked at their faces.

Never see mood swings?

Feng Yi hurried over, saluted and said to Xu Churong: "Miss Xu, I wonder if you have any advice for visiting me late at night?"

Xu Churong said calmly: "I want to see Pei Hou."

Feng Yi looked embarrassed and said respectfully: "Master Hou was drunk during the day and went to bed early. If Miss Xu has nothing urgent to do, can we meet again tomorrow?"

Xu Churong looked at this ordinary-looking young man and said calmly: "I know he is not sleeping, and I won't waste his time too much. Let's do this. I won't embarrass you. If you inform Marquis Pei of what I said,

If he persists and refuses to meet, I will naturally not pester him."

Feng Yi hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "That's fine, please wait a moment, Miss Xu."

At this moment, they were standing about five or six feet outside the courtyard gate. Feng Yi turned around and left. Xu Churong stood calmly, but the guards behind her frowned one by one. The name of the Xu family in Qinghe was too loud. In the past, Xu Churong

Even the palace can come and go freely, but now they are blocked by a private soldier. These people naturally feel uncomfortable.

It's just that the young man living in this courtyard is extremely ruthless, and they don't dare to make noise and cause trouble.

The moment Feng Yi just stepped into the courtyard, a whistle from far away suddenly shouted sharply: "Who is that person?!"

To the southwest, the sound of the handover of weapons suddenly sounded, like lightning suddenly appearing in the sky, exploding in the silent sky. ​​Update without error@

Feng Yi remained calm in the face of danger and said loudly: "One team protects the Marquis! The rest follow me to kill the enemy!"

In an instant, more than thirty elite soldiers appeared from around the courtyard, and then rushed forward in a very short time. They drew their weapons as they marched, and instantly formed a battle formation with Feng Yi as the core.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from the southwest: "Kill!"

A group of men in black emerged from the darkness and rushed towards the courtyard quickly.

Two groups of men and horses faced each other in the blink of an eye, and the sound of killing began everywhere!

The moment the change occurred, the Xu family guards immediately protected Xu Churong, and then the leader said hurriedly: "Miss, without further ado, we have to leave immediately!"

Although they are just low-status guards, they have stayed in the Xu family for so many years and have a certain sensitivity to such major events. Pei Yue is not an ordinary person, and the person who wants to kill him is even less likely to be an ordinary person. It is very likely that things will change here.

It became a Shura field filled with blood.

The moment those assassins appeared, Xu Churong couldn't help clenching her fists. She suddenly looked towards the courtyard shrouded in the night, and a question popped up in her mind.

To go or not to go?

But she didn't hesitate for too long. After discovering that the number of assassins was actually more than Pei Yue's soldiers, she said without thinking: "Leave five people to protect me, and the others will go to help immediately!"

"Miss!" The leading guard was extremely shocked, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Xu Churong said coldly: "Why don't you go quickly?!"

The guard hesitated for a moment, and looking at the determined look on Xu Churong's face, he could only pause and sigh, then gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me!"

Although the Xu family's guards are not as disciplined as Pei Yue's personal soldiers, these people are martial arts masters selected by Xu Huiyan himself. They are all good in single combat and are best suited for this chaotic situation.

Those assassins obviously didn't think of this...

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