Yu Wenchengjun is a man about twenty years old, with handsome appearance, dressed in brocade clothes and with a ribbon on his head. He looks like a noble prince.
In fact, it is rare for children from big families to be ugly.
After all, parents are always good at selecting the best from the best. Even if they only inherit a few good genes from them, it won't be much different.
In addition, since I was a child, I had good food and clothing, so as long as I have some self-control and don't eat myself into a super fat man, I won't be in any worse condition.
In terms of appearance and temperament alone, Yu Wenchengjun can be considered a young talent.
However, he looked quite embarrassed at the moment. Although Li Hu had no intention of hurting him, even if he did it casually, he would be disgraced.
Coupled with the condescending question from the commander, the veins on his forehead popped out and he was very angry.
He was born in the Yuwen family and had been honored in the Tang Dynasty for hundreds of years. Even when Her Majesty the Queen came to power, she treated the Yuwen family quite favorably.
In fact, the Yuwen family gave in very quickly, so Her Majesty the Queen was too lazy to touch them.
However, the power of the Yuwen family in the court has also shrunk very quickly. If their leader Yuwen Wuji hadn't broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, he might not even have a foothold in the Zhengda Guangming Palace.
However, for the people at the bottom, regardless of the rise or fall of the Yuwen family, it is an unattainable mountain.
Therefore, Yu Wenchengjun has always had smooth sailing. Even if there are young Confucian scholars who have always been at odds with him in the academy, there are several gentlemen in the academy who are optimistic about him and they can't do anything to him.
Now I have to bow at his feet, and I never thought that there would be complications.
He raised his head high and said coldly:
"This is the foot of the emperor. Don't think that you dare to be presumptuous just because you have some cultivation!"
As a direct descendant of the Yuwen family, he also has the pride of a noble family.
If any senior with a high level of cultivation wants him to plead guilty and beg for mercy, that would be looking down on the Yuwen family.
Fang Chang said speechlessly: "What the hell am I asking you about? You tell me not to be too presumptuous.
It's because you don't understand people, or because I didn't speak clearly enough."
He stepped on it and it made a clicking sound.
"It's the fault of a son who doesn't teach his father. If someone like Yu Wen Chenghuai is born in the Yuwen family, you won't be much better. It shows that it is indeed not a good family."
"You, how dare you step on and break my arm?!"
Yuwen Chengjun covered his broken arm and cried out in pain.
"It's funny, I dare to break your leg."
Fang Chang stepped on it again, like crushing a bedbug to death.
But these are physical pains.
For cultivators, after the bones are reattached, a rejuvenation spell will almost heal them, and it is not considered a major injury.
But Yu Wenchengjun only felt that his dignity had been trampled on like this.
The strange looks around him made him feel a burning pain.
After this battle, he may have a dark history forever.
So he was even more reluctant to speak.
"Kill me if you can!"
Yuwen Chengjun gritted his teeth. He was sure that Fang Chang was concerned about the Yuwen family and did not dare to kill him, so as to save his reputation.
Facing the Yuan Ying senior who was two realms higher than him, he would rather die than give in. Who dared not give him a thumbs up and praise him.
Even in the most painful time, he was still weighing the pros and cons.
Fang Chang was shocked on the spot: "I have never heard such an outrageous request in my life. But you can't die yet."
Yu Wenchengjun spat out a mouth full of blood and smiled sarcastically.
In his opinion, even if Fang Chang is so arrogant, he is still afraid of their Yuwen family.
Fang Chang took a long bench and sat down, stepped on Yu Wenchengjun's back, and nodded his finger on Yuwen Chengjun's entourage.
"If he doesn't want to say it, you tell him."
The attendant only felt that he was in the deep sea, and the pressure made him breathless. He glanced at Yuwen Chengjun on the ground, swallowed nervously, and said:
"Young Master Huai is your cousin."
"It's true that we are related."
Fang Chang said with a smile: "Then please run an errand and inform your young master's cousin that an old friend is coming from afar and ask him to come here to meet you.
By the way, I will only wait for him for half an hour, otherwise, he will have to come and collect the body of this young cousin."
The attendant nodded quickly and staggered out.
"The little one must bring the words to you."
Wait until the entourage has gone away.
In Luoqinxuan, the atmosphere reached an eerie silence.
For a while.
The beautiful woman just now came up with a smile, which looked uglier than crying.
"Senior, senior, this is Luoqinxuan. Please give me some face. If you have anything to say, please sit down and discuss it carefully. Don't hurt the harmony."
In any case, Yu Wenchengjun was a guest of Luoqinxuan. The previous conflict with Hongmei could be regarded as an internal matter, and he had greeted them in advance.
But now, as landlords and guests, there is a conflict, and they cannot escape the blame.
Of course, if the master behind her hadn't spoken, she wouldn't have dared to come over to mediate.
Fang Chang didn't say anything, but gave her a faint look, as if to say who are you and why should I give you face?
The beautiful woman immediately did not dare to say anything more.
"Clean the floor. This is where the girls dance. How can it be stained with blood?"
The beautiful woman trembled and nodded: "Yes."
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"Come on, let's finish the second half of the script while we still have some time."
Fang Chang waved to the young Confucian scholar and the woman Hongmei.
The young Confucian scholar stepped forward, cupped his fists and said, "Junior Zhao Jifeng, thank you for your generous action, senior."
Fang Chang waved his hand: "It was my eldest brother who took action, don't thank me."
The young Confucian scholar was stunned. He thought Li Hu was Fang Chang's guard and had received Fang Chang's instructions.
He quickly cupped his hands towards Li Hu and said:
"The younger generation is too blind to recognize the true heroes. I would like to thank my seniors for their generous action and ask my seniors to leave their names. The younger generation will keep them in mind and will surely be rewarded in the future."
Li Hu smiled faintly.
"It doesn't matter."
It's just a pretense.
One thing to say, this kind of role-playing game feels like a childhood dream come true. It’s good to play it once in a while.
When he reaches this level, he doesn't care about the gratitude of a junior. What matters more is his own comfort.
It's probably just me saving you, it has nothing to do with you.
On the other side, Fang Chang had a conversation with the woman.
"Are you Hong Mei?"
"It's just the little girl."
"You have a good relationship with this man?"
"He is the brother next door whom the little girl met when she was young. After the natural disaster, brother Jifeng and I were separated. Later, the little girl lived in Kyoto and was bought back by her boss.
Brother Jifeng entered Mingde Academy and met the little girl again at a gathering with friends.
Brother Jifeng has always taken good care of me and said he would redeem me.
And the little girl has already made a private life-long commitment to Brother Jifeng."
Hong Mei glanced at the young man shyly.
The young man also smiled gently and had gentle eyes.
"She is right. This junior has long since refused to marry you, and Hongmei has long since refused to marry me."
Fang Chang shook his head and said, "No, no."
The young man was in awe of Fang Chang's power, but when he heard that he was opposed to his relationship with Hong Mei, he still mustered up the courage to say:
"I dare to ask what's wrong with the seniors. The juniors don't care about Hongmei's identity, and Hongmei doesn't care about my poverty. Why can't we be together?
Isn’t it possible that even seniors like seniors can’t avoid worldliness?”
"hehe……"
Yu Wenchengjun, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sneered.
The young man snorted coldly: "Yu Wenchengjun, why are you laughing? How can a swinger like you understand my relationship with Hongmei?"
Fang Chang still shook his head and said: "People often say that bitches are heartless and actors are unrighteous, and they also say that most heartless people are scholars.
I think there is still some truth to it.
Miss Hongmei, how can you bear to deceive your beloved when he is by your side?"
What he hates most in his life are two kinds of people: women who lie to men, and men who lie to women.
Just because of these doge coins, there are fewer and fewer innocent boys and girls, making his living environment extremely harsh.
So when he meets this kind of person, he doesn't mind rescuing the lost sheep and making them believe that there are still many good people in this world.
Only when there are more good people can bad people like him live a more prosperous life.
The young man seemed to understand something and looked at Hongmei in disbelief.
"Wan'er, you?!"
Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Hongmei made no excuses. She lowered her head in shame and said, "Brother Jifeng, I'm sorry."
The young man's face instantly turned gray.
"No, no, you must have a hard time, right? This bastard must have forced you! I don't believe you would betray me! He must have forced you!"
The young man pointed at Yu Wenchengjun on the ground, and all his anger and hatred poured into him.
Seeing the young man's appearance as a defeated dog, Yuwen Chengjun burst into laughter.
"Originally this was my last gift to you, but now it's not bad. You must think I used some despicable means to threaten her, right?
But you are wrong, very wrong.
Not only did I not threaten her, she came to me on her own initiative.
It was she who said there was a way to make you lose to me, make you a useless person, or even make you a dog under my command.
This senior is right. Do you want to hear the second half of this scene?
The second half is that I will let you go temporarily, and Hong Mei will choose to marry me as a concubine in order for me to let you go.
From now on, you will live in guilt and pain every day.
In order for Hong Mei to have a better life in my hands, you will become a sword in my hand. No matter how high your cultivation level is or how good your qualifications are, as long as you still love Hong Mei, then you will always be loved by me.
system.
I even plan to let Hongmei have an affair with you in the future and leave your blood. After all, he is just an illegitimate child. Maybe you will feel that you have taken a huge advantage.
But you can never escape.
What a pity, this senior is so awesome.
Oh, by the way, do you want to know what she wants to help me do all this?"
"It's very simple, as long as I marry her, it doesn't matter even if it's a concubine, because she wants her son to be named Yuwen."
Seeing the young man's face getting paler, Yuwen Chengjun knew that he was useless and had been betrayed by the person he loved most. Even though he was not dead, his heart was also dead.
The young man staggered back. He was clearly cultivating, but at this moment he had no support, and was as embarrassed as a wild dog.
Blood gushes from the throat, that is heartache.
"Brother Jifeng."
Hongmei wanted to help him.
But the young man pushed her away, with tears in his eyes, and asked with hope that there was still a chance:
"Is what he said true?"
Hongmei avoided the young man's eyes without leaving a trace, and dodged:
“What’s the point of being real or fake.
The most important thing is that I left Luoqinxuan and found a good home, and brother Jifeng, you also have a family and a backer.
We can still be together, which is the best outcome for us, and we will have our own children."
"Hahaha……"
The young man didn't want to ask anymore, and he didn't dare to ask anymore.
He pushed the woman away and laughed wildly. He seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant. Even Fang Chang, a senior, didn't even care about it and ran out crazily.
"There is no greater sorrow than death. He is finished."
Li Hu looked pitifully and sighed.
Fang Chang said: "If he can get out of this relationship, he might not be able to achieve something. Pain and suffering are always the best nutrients for growth.
However, the psychological quality of today's young people is getting worse and worse. Like ours at that time, none of the people who could break through the realm of foundation building had come through wind and rain.
What does this little pain of love mean?
Only by cutting the threads of love with the sword of wisdom can I become the great road."
Li Hu looked at Hong Mei, whose face was also pale and bloodless, and couldn't help but ask:
"I can see that he does love you. If you can be with him, happiness shouldn't be difficult. Why betray him?"
Hongmei smiled coldly, with a bit of self-deprecation and sarcasm.
"Love? Happiness?"
"Can these be eaten?"
"Who loved me when I was fighting for food with wild dogs? When I was forced to learn arts and act funny, where were the people who loved me?
When I am forced to leave the pavilion to receive guests, who can come to save me?
It’s true that Zhao Jifeng loves me, but he loves himself more.
I gave him all my savings and asked him to redeem me.
But he didn't, he wanted to break through, he wanted to become famous in the academy, he wanted to become a disciple of the great scholar, he needed resources, he needed spiritual stones, so he took my ransom money!
So I can only continue to stay in this hell.
At that time, I knew that only those who love themselves deserve to be loved.
He is bad because he is not bad enough.
It's okay to just abandon me, but he still feels guilty and makes up vague dreams all day long to trick me.
Even he seemed to be immersed in those dreams, looking at me with more and more love.
But what's the use?
My worth is getting higher and higher, and he will never be able to collect enough spiritual stones to redeem me.
The more this happens, the more I hate him.
So I found an opportunity and sold him at a good price.
am I wrong?"
Hongmei lightly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and glanced at everyone present.
"No one is wrong. The only fault is that he and I should not have met in the first place."
The little mana in her body was all directed toward her heart.
She knew that even if she got through today, her future days would never be any better.
Fang Chang raised his hand to stop her.
"Don't even think about committing suicide in front of me."
"Your story is very good. Maybe tens of millions of years from now, you will still be an independent and self-reliant female representative. So I will give you a chance."
He kicked Yuwen Chengjun on the ground.
"How many spiritual stones did you spend on her prostitution contract?"
Yu Wenchengjun gasped and replied: "Fifty pieces of high-grade spiritual stones."
Fang Chang took a breath of cold air: "Sure enough, Chang'an is a big place, and it's not easy to live in. This damn thing is too expensive."
A woman who doesn't even have the realm of foundation building actually wants five hundred thousand spiritual stones.
He could exchange it for fifty low-grade foundation-building pills.
"Don't say I'm bullying you. There are fifty-one high-grade spiritual stones here. I bought her deed of betrayal."
Fang Chang took a picture of the spirit stone and looked like he was a serious person.
Just as Yu Wenchengjun was about to refuse, Fang Chang said:
"If you don't agree, I'll break your third leg."
He felt a chill on his crotch and said stiffly: "She is worthless anyway, so what if I sell her to you."
"Happy Trading."
Fang Chang accepted the deed of sale.
Waited for another stick of incense.
Yuwen Chenghuai didn't arrive for a long time, but the government's police officers came.
To be precise, it is a special yamen that specializes in supervising practitioners. A department called the Tianxunsi, which means patrolling the sky on behalf of the sky, belongs directly to Her Majesty the Queen and has great power.
Obviously, Fang Chang and Li Hu showed their cultivation skills and alerted this special department after being reported by someone who was interested.
Guards from the Tianxian Division wearing cyan uniforms filed in from Luoqinxuan with their eyes fixed directly on Fang Chang and Li Hu.
"Where did you come from as wild cultivators? How dare you make trouble even if you don't know that this is the emperor's feet?"
Although the leading guard only had Jindan cultivation, he was not afraid at all when facing Fang Chang and Li Hu.
