"... They were forced into desperation, and some took risks. After Qin Qiong learned about these situations, she was no longer the same as before."
After drinking, people gathered outside.
It was slightly different from the bustle in the past. The people gathered here were no longer talking, but were listening attentively. The coughs that sounded from time to time would attract many dissatisfied looks.
Jun Hanlin folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at the quiet crowd in front of him. When he saw some people with their mouths open and staring straight ahead, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
"Shopkeeper, what should I do?"
Jun Hanlin turned around and shouted to Liu Jun, who was bowing his head to take stock.
"Aren't you maintaining order?"
Liu Jun, who was busy at the counter, replied without raising his head. After drinking, the business gradually got back on track, and Liu Jun became even busier.
"They are all busy listening to books."
Jun Hanlin came over with a smile, leaned against the counter and said, "If you want to say that the young master is powerful enough, I don't know where he got a new storytelling book for Mr. Zhao. His storytelling is amazing."
"Then you can run the court for Yannian."
Liu Jun exclaimed softly, his forehead covered with fine sweat, "Young master just gave those new recipes to Yan Nian to send over. Do you think it's OK?"
"You are the shopkeeper, you ask me."
Jun Hanlin smiled and turned around to look for Xiang Yannian.
"It's really strange that the top pick of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society was announced on the same day by the other six major academies. What do you think is going on?"
"I also find it very strange. According to what was said before, the preliminary election for the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society will not end until at least ten days. Why is it brought forward?"
"Isn't this strange? With Chu Shixian in front of me, the Zhaoyan Academy has already decided on the first leader of the primary election, and the first leader of the Mingwangyou Lake Poetry Society. If it were me, I would definitely know it in advance.
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"Speaking of which, Zhaoyan Academy took the lead this time and decided Chu Shixian as the leader in advance. It can be said that it stole the show among the other six major academies."
"It can't be said that Zhaoyan Academy is very powerful, and academies like Lanzhidian are not bad either. But really speaking, the poems written by the six selected top candidates are not as good as those of Chu Shixian.
It’s really almost meaningless.”
After the drinks were over, the drinkers sitting inside were not attracted by the sound of storytelling outside. They were discussing the affairs of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club with their friends who were traveling with them.
The reputation of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society is very popular in Xanadu, especially among scholars, who discuss this matter.
There is no first in literature, no second in military affairs.
Regardless of his background, Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years in order to one day make the world known. Scholars in Feng Dynasty were very ambitious.
"Who is the shopkeeper?"
A loud voice sounded, attracting many people to look, but they saw a tall, fierce-looking man standing at the wine bar and going to the entrance.
"Is this a tribal warrior from Northern Xinjiang?"
"Why did they come to the training center? Isn't the Siyi Pavilion in the north of the city?"
"I don't know, maybe I want to visit Chu Shixian."
"Speaking of which, there have been no wars along the Northern Xinjiang since Shun Guogong took control of Yubeiting. The bravery of my gale cavalry prevented the Northern Hu tribes from going south."
"That's of course! No matter how rampant the Beihu clan is, they can't match the majesty of our Fengchao cavalry. I imagine that Duke Shun will become famous in this battle, but they will be killed without their armor..."
Under the constant discussion, Liu Jun ran up to the fierce and strong man. Different from before, no matter how burly the strong man in front of him was, Liu Jun did not panic at all.
"May I ask what's wrong?"
Facing the fierce and strong man's gaze, Liu Jun raised his head and asked, "I am the shopkeeper."
"Are you Chu Ling?"
Heliantuo frowned slightly and looked at the ordinary-looking Liu Jun, with some disdain in his brows. He originally thought that Chu Ling, who had the title of Shangdu, was such a young talent, but he never imagined that he would look like this.
"That's my young master."
Liu Jun frowned and said: "My name is Liu Jun. Are you here to drink? If you want to drink, come back tomorrow. All the cards are sold out."
The expression shown by Heliantuo made Liu Jun very unhappy. It was nothing special for a barbarian from the northern Xinjiang tribe to come to the capital of Feng Dynasty.
In the past decades, Feng Dynasty has been on foreign campaigns, conquered many forces, conquered many territories, and established four protective palaces: Beiting, Southern Region, Western Region, and Eastern Region. This has made the people under Feng Dynasty have no control over those foreign powers.
They all have strong self-confidence and a sense of superiority.
"My A-Tuo can't speak. Boss, can you take me to meet your young master?"
A soft voice sounded from behind Heliantuo. Liu Jun followed the sound, his eyes wide open and he couldn't believe it.
"Oh my god!!"
After finishing drinking, many people sitting inside exclaimed.
A woman appeared next to Heliantuo. She was not very tall, about 1.6 meters tall. Her delicate face was covered by tulle. Her bright eyes were bright and clear. She was wearing very distinctive clothes. This woman
It caught the attention of many people and never looked away.
What a beauty in the world!
"Master, why are you out?"
Heliantuo hurriedly lowered his head and beat his chest, and said respectfully to the woman: "I just need to bring Chu Ling to see you. The wind and cold you have caught are just right, so you can't..."
"No problem."
Yunchuan waved his hands and said.
"I...my young master doesn't see visitors." Liu Jun's heart was beating fast. He didn't dare to look directly at Yunchuan, and said with some stuttering: "You should go."
One sentence caused a lot of dissatisfaction.
Do you think this is human speech?
Such a beautiful woman wants to meet your young master, but you dare to refuse?
"I would like to ask the shopkeeper to inform you that under the rule of the Beiting Protectorate, Yun Haibu Yunchuan wants to see him." Yunchuan was not angry, took out a copy of the imperial edict and handed it to Liu Jun, saying softly.
"Your distinguished guest, please wait a moment."
With a smile on his face, Jun Hanlin walked to the nervous Liu Jun, took the imperial edict with a smile, looked at Yunchuan and said, "I will report it to the young master right now."
"I'm sorry."
Yunchuan looked at Jun Hanlin with slight doubts.
"He's actually from the Unkai tribe."
"Then this person in front of you is the daughter of Chanyu of the Yunhai tribe?"
"It turns out to be her!"
"I heard that Shanyu of the Yunhai tribe is a rare warrior in northern Xinjiang. Since he submitted to our court, he has sent many troops to assist Beiting..."
When Jun Hanlin turned around and walked towards the backyard, there was some discussion behind him, and many of the standing drinkers sat down, but their eyes glanced at Yunchuan from time to time.
Chu Ling, who was busy in the backyard, after listening to what Jun Hanlin said, held the imperial edict in his hand, but there was some confusion on his face. He didn't seem to recognize this Yun Chuan.
"Sir, you seem to be very popular."
Jun Hanlin picked up a piece of pastry, put it in his mouth and chewed it, looking at Chu Ling with a half-smile, "I didn't expect that all the noble ladies from the Yunhai Department would come to see you in person."
Chu Ling put down the imperial edict and said calmly: "Ask them to come over."