This time, everyone looked in the direction of Yuncheng, and with Ling Tian's eyesight, they immediately recognized the person.
Cheng Feiyu!
The only son of General Zhuangwu, one of the most popular talents among the younger generation of the Yunzhou Army who was overpowered by Lingtian in Lingnan!
Different from the Qingtian Sect's team, Cheng Feiyu led the troubled warriors of the family in light armor. Their mounts were extremely ferocious and they galloped past at extremely fast speeds. There were many collisions along the way, but most of them were yelled at or directly
He whipped out and was extremely arrogant, causing chickens and dogs to dance on the river bank, and there was no peace.
Similarly, after Cheng Feiyu got off his mount, a building ship that was the same as the Qingtian Sect came to greet him, but the decoration was extremely rough and wild, somewhat like a warship.
"This bunch of pretentious second-generation dogs all knew that Yuxi was coming today, so they all joined in!"
Qin Shaoyang banged his hands and watched the tall boat sailing slowly into the distance, feeling depressed in his heart.
Others can enjoy unlimited scenery and travel in style on a big boat, but I can only ride on this small boat like a willow leaf.
"Haha, Yu Xi's reputation is great. Now the young masters from the sect and the military family are here, and there should be people from the City Lord's Mansion as well, right?"
Several boatmen discussed it, thinking that although such a scene is rare, it still happens several times every year.
And every time, the three forces of the sect, the aristocratic family, and the Yunhou Mansion, as agreed by convention, are never absent.
It's just that the younger generation of disciples who come may be different every time.
Ling Tian pursed his lips and said nothing. However, his ears trembled slightly and the tip of his eyebrows raised.
Qin Shaoyang did not move either. He wanted to see if his eldest cousin would come to Yunhe today.
Sure enough, half a cup of tea passed, and warriors from various sects and aristocratic families kept coming, but in the end, the earth began to tremble again.
This time, the noise was even greater than that caused by Qingtian Sect and Cheng Feiyu!
Even the gentle river surface along the river trembled with ripples.
The singing of harps and harps on the Yunhe River also stopped abruptly in an instant.
Between heaven, earth, and rivers, only the rumble of horse hooves was left, gradually resounding through the moonlit night.
Everyone looked in the direction of Yunzhou City, and saw a white dragon-like team of vehicles tumbling towards the riverside, carrying bright fluorescent lights and rolling clouds.
Ling Tian's pupils shrank, and in his sight, Yun Yang, dressed in white and blue attire, wearing a pure white cloak and a platinum jade crown, leaped down from the divine horse's snow-white horse, leading a young lady from the Yunhou Mansion, who was handsome and graceful.
Slowly walked towards the docked boat of Yunhou Mansion.
Prince Charming is nothing more than this.
Countless women screamed and became nymphomaniacs.
This time's building boat is even different from the previous Qingtian Sect's gorgeous and luxurious boat, and it is also different from the domineering and arrogant Cheng Feiyu's building boat.
Instead, it is in the same line as the Yunhou Mansion building, with a white background inlaid with light gold, luxurious yet majestic.
"Hey, isn't that the merit list of our cousin Qin Shaoyang and that so-and-so sect? Even though he is so poor, he still has the nerve to come to Yunhe. He is really not afraid of making people laugh!"
"Huh, just don't look at them, otherwise they will come up and sneak into our place, which will really bring trouble to the Yunhou Mansion!"
All the young ladies from Yunhou Mansion naturally saw Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang in the distance, but they all looked down upon them and did not want to pay attention to them at all.
Yun Yang, who was carrying the wind, suddenly glanced at Ling Tian, but he just glanced at Ling Tian and disappeared into the building.
That look made Ling Tian feel like a sharp sword was stabbing him in his heart.
Indifference and disdain are like looking at an ant, without any emotion at all.
Ling Tian had felt this kind of gaze before, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Bah! I don't even bother to board your broken boat when you sell hemp batches. It's so big and can't be relied on, you fool!"
Qin Shaoyang spat at the Yunhou Mansion's big boat, pointed at the old man who had just spoken and said: "Old man, I think your boat is the only one here that's pretty big, so it's you! Find a good place for me to stop.
Your spirit coins are indispensable!"
"Hehe, okay, let's take a look at your wife!"
The old man was overjoyed and helped Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang onto his small boat. With the energy in his hands rising, he pushed the boat slowly towards the center of the Yun River.
Seeing this, Ling Tian was also amazed.
I secretly thought that the boatmen in Yunzhou all had strength comparable to that of Biquan in the later period, and Zhenzhen'er could not compare with Lingnan.
In fact, this boat is not too small. It is about ten feet long and three feet wide. On the front deck, there is a table. On both sides, there are large chairs with wide backs sitting opposite each other. There are bright lights all around, and the breeze blows.
Walking on the river, it is extremely gentle.
"Sir, I think you have extraordinary appearance. You must be a talented person from other places. Do you also want to compete in poetry with the proud men of Yunzhou this time?"
The boatman asked while controlling the boat.
"Why, do we have to compete in poetry competitions every time?" Ling Tian asked back.
"Of course, it is said to be a moon appreciation party to celebrate the Moon Festival, but every time, they will compete. Anyway, if they don't really do it, no one can control it."
V/…(c3
The old man talked eloquently and said with a smile: "And Yuxi likes poetry the most, and she never looks at people based on their life experience. As long as the poetry is well written and wins her heart, she will invite her to enter the boat and talk about it. This is
This is the honor that all the young men who come here dream about! After all, they can’t beat me, but their talents are not bad, don’t you think?”
Ling Tian nodded, acquiescing.
What the old man said makes sense. Perhaps the geniuses of the three major forces are superior in martial arts and can suppress everyone, but if it is a poetry competition, it has nothing to do with martial arts qualifications.
Looking at the three huge ships in the distance, the corners of Ling Tian's mouth gradually curved.
It's easier than poetry.
In this way, I will use the culture of the past five thousand years to meet you.
"Brother Tian?" Qin Shaoyang also saw the smile on Ling Tian's face and said, "Are we going to slap him in the face this time?"
Ling Tian picked up the hot tea filled by Qin Shaoyang, blew gently, and listened to the melody of the piano that suddenly sounded from a distance, like the sound of heaven, and spoke slowly.
"Of course, the reason we came to Yunzhou is to slap them in the face!"