Bu Jinghong's heart had undergone tremendous changes unconsciously.

If it were in the past, he would rush out without hesitation and either kill someone or be killed.

But at this moment, Mr. Li took action, and Miss Xia Hua stepped forward. The other party took a step back, and he did not take another step forward.

He didn't know if this was because his courage had become weaker, or if he had learned what humans call the overall situation or enduring humiliation.

It can also be called human nature.

Bu Jinghong didn't know whether this change was good or bad. He turned around and saw the smile gradually spreading on Ximen Chuihua's face, who looked worried. He thought this might be a good thing.

Only live.

To accompany you.

Even if the speed of drawing the sword is slower but more stable, so what?

Li Chenan also turned around, and just as he was about to step into the Moon Gate, the young master named Pan suddenly ran over.

"Mr. Li?"

"May I ask if you are Mr. Li Feidao Li Xiaofeng, Shixian Li Chenan's teacher?"

Li Chenan was startled, turned around, looked at Mr. Pan, and asked curiously:

"How do you know?"

Mr. Pan quickly bowed and said, "Junior Pan Xiao, the whole city is now aware of Mr. Jianghu's affair!"

"The younger generation admires Mr. very much when he hears his name, so he has been wandering around various inns in Xilan City these days, hoping to meet Mr. and invite him to his humble residence to listen to Mr. Li Chenan's story."

Li Chen'an thought it would be more practical if you invited me to have a meal and a drink.

As for Li Chenan’s story…

He has a fart story!

"No time!"

Li Chenan turned around and left.

Pan Xiao was stunned for a moment, then stepped in and followed.

…

…

Everyone in the lobby looked towards the moon door.

"...He is the teacher of Shixian Li Chenan?"

"That's for sure! Miss Xia, who didn't see Duke Xia's mansion, was right next to him!"

"Yes, the news from Hexia County is exactly like this. Didn't the man from Xuanwu Hall just threaten to kill Bu Jinghong? Bu Jinghong is the knight-errant who killed Wu'an Hou Chejue!"

"I heard that the incident alarmed the emperor. The emperor issued an imperial edict and ordered Eunuch Wei to go and kill Bu Jinghong in person. It was Li Xiaofeng, the little Li Feidao, who saved Bu Jinghong from the evil spirits of Yin and Yang at the critical moment.

Hong!"

"Didn't you say that Bu Jinghong was saved by King Ping'an?"

"That's what happened later. A distant cousin of mine was working as a waiter at Jianghu Hotel, and he saw it with his own eyes!"

"Oh... disobeying orders... is still a sacred order. This Li Xiaofeng is too courageous! Besides, it is unwise for King Ping An to get involved!"

"You know shit!"

"Mr. Li is an extraordinary expert! It is said that he is already halfway to the level of a great master!"

"Such a person, unless our great master of Wu State goes to kill him, otherwise even if he sends thousands of troops, he can still leave if he wants to!"

"As for King Ping An's move... I heard from grandpa that there may be a deeper meaning in it."

"What's the meaning?"

"Cutting the feudal lordship!"

"Isn't that a rumor?"

The young man laughed and shook the fan in his hand: "Rumor? I'm afraid there is no smoke without fire!"

A young man at the other table said at this moment: "I think there is nothing wrong with cutting down the vassals. If the emperor really has this intention, and if those vassal kings are really cut off... our country of Wu will probably become a better place!"

"Brother Zhou, be careful what you say!"

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala tomorrow night."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately became cold.

A poetry immortal died in Ning State, which was a great blessing for the students of Wu State.

Because the poems of Li Chenan that were introduced to Wu State were like a huge mountain pressing on their heads, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

Not to mention writing a poem that surpassed him, even picking up a pen seemed a little difficult.

But he is dead!

Regardless of whether he was envious of talents or whether he ascended to heaven and became an immortal, he eventually left this world.

As a result, all the students in Wu State breathed a long sigh of relief.

They could finally straighten up and raise their heads to take a look at the blue sky with ease, or look at the moon in the night sky.

They believe that Li Chenan's era has passed.

They splashed ink vigorously, but found that any poem they wrote, as Pan Xiao said, people would compare their poems with Li Chenan's poems.

How can this compare?

Not only the literati would compare, but even the geishas in the brothel would compare!

Literary people have always been mean, and they don’t mind stepping on each other——

Since you think you are great, can your poetry compare to Li Chenan?

Some people will even spit and say disdainfully: It's acceptable, but it's only a thousand miles away from the poetry of immortal poetry!

It's not that they sincerely admire Li Chenan, it's just because of their inner misfortune. If I'm not good, you shouldn't think about it either.

That's all.

As for the geishas in brothels, they didn't dare to say no more, but her body was very honest.

They still played and sang Li Chenan's lyrics.

There are only about twenty songs, but they never get tired of singing them, and those who go to listen to the music also never tire of listening to them!

This is very boring.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Festival, which was originally very grand, may become dull and boring this year.

The writing style of Wu State was not as good as that of Ning State, but Ning State produced a poet!

He alone extinguished the flames of the entire literary world of Wu!

Even after his death, Wu's literary world did not seem to have changed much.

What's more, Li Chen'an died, but his teacher suddenly appeared again!

This Li Xiaofeng composed a poem "Linjiang Immortal, Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passes East" in the Jianghu tavern. This poem spread throughout the country of Wu in just over ten days!

An apprentice died, and a more powerful gentleman emerged!

This gentleman came to Xilan City, today is August 14th...

If he goes to Yuejian Academy tomorrow, who dares to write a poem in front of him?

Like Li Chenan, he is simply unattainable!

"Hey... I was born at the wrong time!"

"Hey, after tomorrow, I will give up my writing and join the army!"

"That's all, I'm going to give up on literature and practice martial arts!"

"Well, if I fail the imperial examination, I will have no choice but to inherit the Wan Guan family fortune!"

Zhui Ming grinned.

He stood up, took off the bamboo hat on the wall and put it on his head.

He picked up the sword on the table and walked towards the door.

He passed the counter.

Behind the counter is an old shopkeeper with gray hair.

The old shopkeeper was dialing the abacus.

The sound is very loud.

Because this abacus is actually made of fine iron!

Zhui Ming took an ingot of broken silver from his arms and placed it on the counter.

The old shopkeeper looked up at him, collected the broken silver, and gave Zhui Ming a handful of copper coins.

Zhui Ming stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, smiled slightly, and left Yuelai Inn.

Walking in a dark alley in Xilan City, he put his hand into his sleeve pocket and took out a small paper ball from the handful of coins.

He leaned against the door of a house, opened the paper ball with a lantern hanging on the eaves, and suddenly frowned:
Chapter completed!