Zhuge Mansion is right next door to White Deer Academy, in a quiet alley.
Although the Zhuge family is also a local power, it is different from the Feng and Zheng families. Those two families have a large population, including direct descendants, concubines, main families, side branches, plus affiliated families and domestic slaves who have been operating in Wuyang City for many years. They occupy almost all the land.
widely.
The Zhuge family is more like an aristocratic and scholarly family. Zhuge Dan has no brothers, and only Zhuge Yu is his descendant. Zhuge Lian has two brothers and sisters, so the Zhuge mansion is not that spacious, it is just a separate courtyard, quiet and quiet.
Today is Zhuge's fiftieth birthday, and the alley is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, which is a rare lively event.
After all, he has been in charge of White Deer Academy for many years and has gained a lot of success. Although he does not want to be extravagant, many people spontaneously come to celebrate his birthday, and many of them are of high status.
Feng Ziyue was used to seeing scenes, so he was naturally unfazed. He walked through the crowd, arrived at the door, and handed over the invitation. The servant at the door recognized him and hurriedly greeted him and invited him in.
This caused discussions among the people at the door.
"Who is this kid? Why did he get in here?"
"That's it, why are we here to celebrate the teacher's birthday, but we are not as good as a yellow-haired boy?"
"Shh... be gentle, do you know who this kid is?" There is always someone who is well-informed and whispers to everyone around him, exaggerating Feng Ziyue's story.
"In just a few months, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. He killed Zheng Hu, the grandson of the Zheng family's top warrior, fought against Taoist Iron Wing of the Eagle King Sect with a single sword, and also killed his mysterious pet Gray Winged Eagle - now I heard
, this boy’s cultivation has reached the level of a martial artist..."
Feng Ziyue's reputation has been so famous in recent months. Although there is no evidence that Zheng Hu died at his hands, it has long been identified as him. When he fought against Taoist Tie Yi, many people watched.
What was even more impressive was Feng Tianhe's last move, the devastating "Wind Rolling Cloud", but in the minds of discerning people, Feng Ziyue fought fiercely with Taoist Tie Yi for a long time, and also took the opportunity to kill his mysterious pet, so he undoubtedly had a slight advantage.
Advantage.
At such a young age, he already has martial arts skills. As the number one among the younger generation in Wuyang City, isn't this enough?
"I also heard," the person who spread the rumor lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious, "that the young lady from the Zhuge Mansion favored him. I don't think it will take long for the marriage between their two families to be finalized - this
The prospective son-in-law is coming to your door, why don't you invite him in as soon as possible?"
"Is there such a thing?" All the people listening took a breath, and the speaker suddenly felt satisfied and swore with a slap on his chest, "Needless to say, I heard this with my own ears..."
Then the topic of everyone outside the door turned to Zhuge Lian, the eldest daughter of the Zhuge family. Everyone praised her and envied Feng Ziyue for his good fortune.
"If you marry such a wife, you really don't have to worry about it. Old man Zhuge will figure out the future path..."
"He is also a direct grandson of the Feng family, so he is a perfect match!"
Amidst the discussion, a young man in black was seen with a livid complexion, frowning, and clenching the invitation in his hand, seemingly extremely angry.
"Master..."
A white-haired old man next to him quickly grabbed his sleeve, "Today is Mr. Zhuge's birthday party. Don't make a fuss. These rumors may not be true..."
"fart!"
The young man in black lowered his voice, blew out two streams of cold air from his nose, and cursed fiercely.
"Chituo, don't show off in front of the young master. If I don't show that boy some color later, I won't believe Zhu!"
Little did Feng Ziyue know that someone behind his back was actually jealous of him because of some unfounded rumors. He walked through the foyer and turned to the front yard, where he saw Zhuge Yu greeting guests. He walked up and cupped his hands.
"Ah! Brother Feng, you are here!"
Zhuge Yu also admired this friend whose cultivation level was as high as that of a monster and whose kung fu was mysterious and unpredictable. Since that day, he failed to stop Zheng Wu in the mountain road, but was injured instead. He also heard that Zheng Wu was killed by Feng Ziyue.
After killing him cleanly, I have been admiring Feng Ziyue ever since.
Seeing him coming, Zhuge Yu abandoned the guests and friends around him and hurriedly greeted him.
"Brother Feng, you are here, my father is waiting to see you!"
Feng Ziyue was slightly shocked. He came here mainly for the sake of the Zhuge brothers and sisters, but he did not expect that Zhuge Dan wanted to meet him by name.
Feng Ziyue had not met the dean of White Deer Academy a few times in his previous life. He only remembered that this man was always majestic and upright, upright, and quiet. However, since he was here, it was appropriate to pay homage to the senior. He ordered
He nodded and followed Zhuge Yu to the inner room.
This naturally caused a wave of exclamation and discussion.
The banquet has not yet started, so those who can go to the inner room to pay homage to Zhuge Dan are either senior officials or very close relatives and friends.
Feng Ziyue did not come as a representative of the Feng family. Even the real representative of the Feng family, Feng Buping, Second Master Feng, was outside the crowd at this time and was in shock.
Now that the Feng Zheng Competition is coming, and because of Feng Ziyue's sudden rise, the old man is not so strict with him. He has been in seclusion for many days, but failed to break through to the realm of a great martial artist. When he came out of seclusion, Feng Tianhe no longer cared about him, letting him
He continued to take care of the housework and no longer had any hope for his martial arts future.
Today is Zhuge Dan's birthday. He is here on behalf of the Feng family. He is sitting in the side hall, waiting for the banquet. Compared with the people milling around in the yard, his status is much higher.
But when he saw his nephew being invited into the inner courtyard, his jaw dropped again, and he didn't know what it was like.
"This kid..."
Feng Buping held back a sentence in a sour tone, but faced with the curious people around him who came up to inquire about the news, he couldn't complain, so he had to put on a formulaic smile, pretend to be mysterious, and deliberately shook his head without answering.
Feng Ziyue followed Zhuge Yu around the front hall, through the garden, then through a long corridor, turned around the side door, and then passed through a moon cave door before arriving at a side room.
"Brother Feng, this is my father's study. He asked me to take you here when you arrive." Zhuge Yu cupped his hands, "I still have to go to the front to greet the guests, so you can go in by yourself?"
Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. Zhuge Yu brought him here and left without introducing him. This meeting was strange.
He glanced at Zhuge Yu hesitantly, but saw him smiling, indicating that everything was okay, and then turned and left.
Feng Ziyue had no choice but to walk forward slowly, walked to the door, and knocked softly a few times.
The sound of the wooden door was clear and crisp, and amid the clicking sound, the birds under the eaves were seen flying up, fluttering into the air, causing the golden bells on their paws to tremble, which echoed in the quiet backyard.
I heard a majestic shout coming from the study room.