Wei Changli has such a true temperament, he is very kind when he is happy, and it is common for him to directly curse when he is unhappy.
"Wu Shi, if you have nothing to do from now on, go to Wen Mansion and take a look. After all, you have been there for many years."
As soon as Wei Changli finished speaking, he thought of Yun Xinan again, and then his face dropped again, so he added
"Of course, I'm just being polite. If you really go, I can't guarantee that you can leave alive."
The imperial family has always been under the control of the Confucian Palace, but now the emperor's will is obviously biased towards the Wen Palace and Jiang Yan.
However, no one accepted his invitation. Almost everyone knew that the emperor sitting in that seat was not a good person. In Lu Daoxuan's words, he should have died long ago.
Yan Jianyuan was the first to look down. Although Zhao Wuxie was a disciple of Wei Changli, that was in the past, and now he is the number one king of Daxuan!
"Prince Duan, I did not listen to the truth of the decree. Please, Prince Duan, please read it again."
"Mr. Yan, many people in the Eight Prefectures have heard this clearly, so why bother? If you have any doubts, the will is here."
Zhao Wuxie handed the decree directly back to Yan Jianyuan. Yan Jianyuan read every word carefully. In addition to the jade seal of the Great Propaganda State, it was also stamped with the phoenix seal.
"this…"
Yan Jianyuan looked at Ji Li, and now he couldn't make up his mind either.
Things have reached such a stage that the Wen Mansion and the Confucian Mansion are just a hair away from outright war. Now the royal family is involved again and unexpectedly stands on their opposite side. This makes Yan Jianyuan have to re-evaluate the pros and cons.
"Master Ji..."
"What else has His Majesty the Emperor told you?"
"Here is a handwritten letter from His Majesty. Please take a look at it." Zhao Wuxie handed over the letter with both hands and said.
"Your Majesty wants the geniuses of this generation of Eight Prefectures to go to Daxuan City after the Ehu Meeting, especially Jiang Chan. There is someone in the imperial city who misses you very much."
No one knew what was in the letter. But Ji Li chose to give in after reading it.
"In that case, just follow the emperor's will, and Ehu will continue."
The long-cherished wish between Wenfu and Confucianism was about to break out, but it was stopped due to the sudden intervention of the royal family, but everyone noticed that there seemed to be something unusual about it.
Guan Jizhai closed his eyes and rested his mind while thinking about what was wrong. Lightning flashed behind him, and Lei Huaji's figure appeared behind him.
"Have you noticed it too?" Guan Jizhai asked.
"You and I have been dealing with Ji Li for so many years. He doesn't seem to be such a humane person, and he won't be easily threatened. Although these swordsmen and pen officials are strong, the Confucian government may not be afraid of him, especially since this is Xihe!
"Lei Huaji said.
As the masters of the Eight Palaces, even though they had some disagreements with each other, they still recognized Ji Li's strength. This master, who was known as the spokesperson of Yuling Heavenly Dao, could be described as unfathomable.
"I always feel like these two old foxes are planning something behind their backs."
Wei Changli sent someone to send Lu Daoxuan, who was seriously injured, back to the Wen Mansion, and Wei Changli personally took charge of the Ehu Club that came down.
After a difficult battle with Yan Youqin, Jiang Yan reunited with his spirit for the fourth time at any cost during the battle between the Wen Mansion and the Confucian Mansion. His body was extremely weak!
However, during the process of cultivation, he never expected that a Confucian scholar would come to visit him.
"Yan Youqin? Why are you here?"
It's just that they haven't seen each other for two days. At this time, Yan Youqin gave Jiang Yan a different feeling than when he met at Ehu. He was very hazy, as if the person who appeared in front of him was not a real person.
"Firstly, I apologize to you, and secondly, I want to thank you."
"Where does apology come from, and where does thanks come from?"
"Although I was born in Xihe and grew up in Confucianism, I cannot agree with the practices of the Master and several Confucian scholars. I would like to express my apologies for the harm it has caused to Mr. Lu and you."
"You were not here at the time, so what does this have to do with you?" Jiang Yan waved his hand, saying that every wrongdoer has his own debtor.
"The acknowledgment is to thank you for not interrupting my enlightenment during the Ehu meeting. It can be said that you have helped me achieve my goals. How can I not thank you? If there is anything I can do to help you in the future, as long as it is not a treacherous or evil thing,
I will definitely follow it.”
Yan Youqin is considered to be the established candidate for the next palace master. The promise of the future master of the Confucian Palace is something that the entire Yuling Continent, including the emperor, wants to get.
Seeing Yan Youqin's serious look, Jiang Yan knew that he must have kept this matter in his heart.
"Do you know how to drink?"
"No, Confucian scholars are not allowed to drink alcohol before they reach the age of sixty!"
"As long as it's not something treacherous and evil, you will do it as long as I ask you to do it?" Jiang Yan repeatedly confirmed.
"Of course"
"I'm afraid there's something I need your help with right now," Jiang Yan said with a sinister smile.
"explain"
"I want you to drink with me!"
Jiang Yan was very curious about how the serious-looking Yan Youqin would behave when he got drunk.
"Your condition is to let me drink with you? Are you sure?"
Although Yan Youqin is only in the Xuanling realm now, his strength will improve by leaps and bounds in a few years. The only condition he agreed to is that he was asked to accompany him for a drink?
"Of course I'm sure"
Afraid that Yan Youqin would regret it, Jiang Yan hurriedly took out the wine from the bookcase and poured two glasses.
Yan Youqin hesitated as he picked up the wine glass. Jiang Yan demonstrated, making a satisfied sound from his mouth.
"That's it, learn from me"
After many times of persuasion, Yan Youqin finally picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Eleven out of ten scribes in Qingdu drank alcohol, and Qingdu was a city steeped in wine, so there were a large number of people here.
But after Yan Youqin finished drinking, his face flushed instantly, and then his eyes began to blur, his steps were sloppy, and Jiang Gu's eyes became a double image!
"Why are there two...Jiang...Jiang Lian..."
Jiang Qian was a little surprised. The drinking capacity of the first genius in the Eight Prefectures was really rubbish, compared to the old men in Qingdu who were in their eighties or nineties and had their eyebrows buried in dirt.
"Hey...Yan Youqin..."
Jiang Yan's hand patted Yan Youqin's shoulder. Yan Youqin seemed to have been touched, and he turned around and punched him.
This punch was impartial, hitting Jiang Yan's eye socket.
Jiang Yan groaned, and Yan Youqin hit him again with fists raised.
As a scribe, he didn't want to do anything to repay a favor, not to mention that Jiang Yan was confident that if he couldn't do something himself, even Yan Youqin might not be able to do it.
Therefore, he wanted to use alcohol to embarrass Yan Youqin, but he had seen poor drinkers, but never seen such poor drinkers. With just one drink, he could distinguish between friend and foe, and he was beaten one more time for no reason.
"Isn't this asking for trouble?" Jiang Yan thought to himself.
Jiang Yan also made a painting based on Yan Youqin's drunken demeanor, which later became the famous Yuling painting, Xihe Iron Fist, also known as the Master's Martial Training Picture!
And Jiang Yan was the one who was pushed to the ground and beaten violently by his future master.