"Feng...Feng family...could it be...could it be..." After listening to Ye Xue and Feng Jinyu's words, the entire teahouse fell into such silence that one could even hear a pin drop. In the end, the sour scholar reacted and pointed
Touching the wind and jade, my hands trembled, my heart trembled, and my voice trembled.
Feng family!
In the Suzaku Empire, the only one who dares to claim his surname is Feng is the Feng family, the largest family in the world...
"The Feng Family...the Feng Family of the Suzaku Empire..."
"The first family among the four imperial families..."
"Feng...Master Jinyu..."
For a moment, the teahouse exploded. When the teahouse owner heard the noise, he also got out from under the cabinet.
The teahouse owner didn't know Feng Jinyu, but Feng Jinyu was dressed in clean white clothes, had an elegant high school temperament, and her surname was Feng...
The shopkeeper said tremblingly: "This guest...could it be...could it be...Master Jinyu..."
The shopkeeper couldn't believe that he was so lucky. For him, being able to see Feng Jinyu was on the same level as meeting the emperor. A gold ingot fell from the sky and fell into his arms.
"Feng Jinyu, you really are recognized by people wherever you go." An obviously mocking and provocative voice sounded in the excited crowd.
As soon as he heard this voice, Feng Jinyu knew without even thinking that it was Zhou Kuang, the famous mad scholar with all-round talents in civil and military affairs who was specifically looking for trouble for him.
Feng Jinyu glanced at Zhou Kuang who walked out of the crowd. He said: "I didn't expect Brother Zhou to be here too..."
The handsome Zhou Kuang held a paper fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Why, where you Feng Jinyu is, I, Zhou Kuang, can't come..."
Feng Jinyu knew that Zhou Kuang had always treated him with a gun and a stick, but now he was dealing with something.
Feng Jinyu no longer cared about Zhou Kuang. He said to the scholar and martial artist: "Martial arts has martial arts, and literature has martial arts. The two are not the same, but they complement each other..." He pointed at the warriors and said: "Those who study literature are really hundred.
Aren’t they useless?” He pointed at the sour scholar: “Are those who study martial arts useless?”
"In the past thirty thousand years of my Feng family, there have been countless people who have studied literature and martial arts, and there are also some who are both civil and military... warriors defend the empire, and scholars govern the empire. Civil and military people are different, but they work together to help and support each other... Three
It has taken ten thousand years to have my strong and prosperous Suzaku Empire." Feng Jinyu said sincerely to the warriors, the sour scholar, and everyone in the teahouse: "I know that you know the importance of each other in your hearts, and you just want to compete.
… It’s just about competing, those who study should compete with those who study; those who study martial arts should compete with those who study martial arts. How can there be a scholar in this world who competes with martial artists, or a martial artist who competes with scholars in poetry?"
Those sour scholars and warriors actually represent the majority of scholars and warriors. They have conflicts - this is very normal.
As the saying goes, wherever there are people, there will be fights. Even if all the scholars or warriors are dead and only one party is left dominant, they will still fight and fight.
Although the words spoken by the sour calligraphers were unpleasant, and although the warriors looked down on the scholars who looked like chickens, they also knew that if the Suzaku Empire did not have their scholars, none of the warriors would be able to function...
Every word and every word of Feng Jinyu was spoken in their hearts.
The bad scholar doesn't want to be beaten by the warrior, and the warrior doesn't want to have to go to jail just to beat the bad scholar.
Both the scholar and the warrior had the intention of minimizing the big issue and turning it into a trivial matter. In addition, Feng Jinyu, the number one young master in the world whom they admired and admired, was here to persuade them, so they immediately put out the flames.