The next day, Feng Ziqing took Liu Fu and started wandering around the city, eating, drinking and having fun. I have to say that Liu Fu, the disguised little follower, was quite obedient and took the initiative to carry everything. It seemed that he had to find a high-ranking person for her if he had time.
Realm Warrior, give her a heads up.
A few days later, someone came over and told Feng Ziqing and others, asking them to go to the banquet tomorrow.
In order to leave a good impression on that Chengtian Sect disciple, Feng Ziqing specially bought a Confucian shirt and put on a folding fan. Not to mention, he really looked a bit bookish.
Liu Fu was dressed as a book boy. He asked why he didn't wear women's clothes. Liu Fu's answer was that wearing women's clothes was troublesome and not suitable for boxing practice, so he simply continued to wear men's clothes.
On this day, Feng Ziqing, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, and Liu Fu, a scholar, rushed to the farewell banquet at the urging of Long Ke.
There were many people attending the banquet, and Zhiyue, who was standing at the head of the table, was chatting with others. He was gentle and elegant, without the slightest bit of arrogance that Long Ke said.
Feng Ziqing once asked Long Ke what level Zhi Yue was. The latter's answer was that he was higher than both of them anyway. As for how much higher, he didn't know. He didn't ask, and he couldn't beat him anyway.
Feng Ziqing sneered at Long Ke's lazy mentality.
Seeing the three of them coming, Zhi Yue apologized, walked towards them, pointed to the seats next to the main seat, and said warmly: "You three, please take your seats quickly. The banquet is about to begin. Miss Liu, don't be restrained. It's just a party."
It’s an ordinary farewell party, just feel free to do it.”
Liu Fu, who had never attended such a banquet, was a little cautious. Hearing Zhiyue's kind reminder, he nodded.
Seeing her like this, Feng Ziqing leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Don't be nervous, look at these people, they are all defeated by one punch, and together they are no match for you, show your momentum."
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Liu Fu's eyes lit up, yes, she raised her eyes and scanned the crowd, and a smile gradually appeared on her lips.
Seeing that Liu Fu's expression was getting calmer, Zhiyue smiled slightly. Given his level, it was not difficult to hear such a close conversation. Feng Ziqing's method of comfort was a bit unique, but it was obviously very useful.
Everyone took their seats one by one, and soon the banquet began.
The content of the banquet was nothing more than words of farewell and reunion. Feng Ziqing found it boring. After chatting for a few words, he asked Zhiyue: "Zhiyue, you have been ordered by your master to travel down the mountain. Have you thought about your next stop?"
where?"
Zhiyue smiled slightly, "After this cultural banquet, I will go to Yunze Country to visit a close friend of my family teacher. I wonder where Mr. Feng plans to go?"
"Well, I haven't thought about it yet. How about this? Since everyone is traveling to gain more knowledge, why not travel together? What do you think?"
When Long Ke, who was sitting next to him, heard this, he thought it was pretty good and said, "I can do it, but it's boring anyway."
The reason why Long Ke is willing to go together is because the neighbor of Yunze Kingdom is the Yunyu Immortal Mansion. This country is protected by the Yunyu Immortal Mansion, and the Yunyu Immortal Mansion has a sworn relationship with the Yuntian Sect. At the same time, the three sects have always had good relations.
, Zhiyue said that in the direction of Yunze Kingdom, it was probably Yunyu Immortal Mansion.
What kind of place is Yunyu Immortal Mansion? It is the place he wants to go to most besides Mo Tower. Money, what a good thing.
Seeing that Long Ke also agreed, Zhiyue had no objection and nodded and said: "In that case, it's settled, and we'll go together when the matter here is settled."
Feng Ziqing laughed, feeling comfortable, and said with a smile: "It's settled, it's settled, just let us know when the time comes."
Maybe it was because the laughter was too loud, Mr. Shujuan stood up and stepped forward and said loudly: "Everyone, please don't be sentimental when we say goodbye. We should be like Mr. Feng and smile at everyone."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Mr. Shujuan smiled and said: "This is a rare opportunity. If we say goodbye today, we may not see each other again in the future. I heard that Mr. Feng is very talented, so why not take this opportunity to compose a poem for everyone's enjoyment. I also invite Mr. Yue to appreciate it.
What do you think?"
Feng Ziqing secretly hummed in his heart, "Come again? Admiration? Have you never heard of my fist poem with a glass of wine? Could it be that this man knows the person I beat up before, and now he is here to take revenge?" He smiled slyly and said: "This
Young Master, do you really admire me?"
"Of course, I'm not the only one who admires you. Please don't let me down, Master."
Feng Ziqing smiled more and more, nodded, non-committal, disappointed? I will definitely not disappoint you. He picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and said loudly: "Everyone, I have little talent and knowledge, and we are about to leave. I just want to say a few words.
, sent to you all.”
"You are all close friends and share the same goals. There is no need to feel sad about parting. As the saying goes, there are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors as far apart as the world. Do you think this is true?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding area was silent for a moment, and then whispers began.
Feng Ziqing poured another glass of wine and walked slowly.
"A clear song fills a bottle of wine. We meet each other everywhere in life. You are all well-known people and elegant scholars. Don't worry that you are ignorant of the future. Who in Xizhou doesn't know you? We will definitely meet again one day. Today
There is no need to be sad about the feast."
The wind gently drank up the wine in the cup, closing his eyes and pretending to be deep.
Zhiyue had already stood up from his position, savoring these lines of poetry carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more he admired him. He solemnly bowed to Feng Ziqing and praised: "Master Feng has seen it thoroughly, and I admire you. Thinking about it this way,
This farewell banquet is a bit unexpected, but it is thanks to this banquet that I can hear such beautiful words passed down from generation to generation."
Feng Ziqing waved his hand and said a few humble words, but his heart was filled with joy. It seemed that this thigh had been tied.
The Shujuan Master opposite had a gloomy expression at this time. He really didn't expect that this man was really talented, and he was only too talented. He sighed in his heart, Cousin, I can't do anything for you with those eleven punches of yours.
Zhiyue's reaction already showed that he had never heard these lines of poetry. Who Zhiyue was was already seen by all at the banquet, and he knew it in his heart, so he did not question it.
Feng Ziqing stood there and waited for the man to be foolish enough to question. When he saw the book master sitting down sadly, he lost interest and turned back to sit down.
Alas, it seems that this person is not stupid. Forget it, since he has self-awareness, he is happy and peaceful.
Long Ke had been observing Zhiyue's reaction, and felt extremely happy when he saw him react like this.
Hahahaha, weren't you a big show at the literary banquet? Hehe, you asked me to study more? How about it? Now I know that there is someone else. Oh my, I'm really lucky. Well, the most important thing is that I have good vision.
I have to tell my senior brothers carefully when I go back in the future.
The banquet had a perfect poem to match the occasion, and everyone was enjoying themselves more. When leaving, many people asked Feng Ziqingruo to get together with them when he had some free time, and to show their friendship as landlords. Feng Ziqing nodded naturally with a smile,
It's just a scene talk.
After the show, Zhiyue walked alone on the street. Most of the people on the street had heard of the host of the banquet and their attitude was more respectful, so when he appeared, the street suddenly became much quieter.
Not far away, Feng Ziqingzheng and Liu Fu were picking out some strange things. When they saw that the street suddenly became quiet, they looked up and said hello to Zhiyue with a smile.
"Although Young Master Feng is very accomplished in poetry, he doesn't seem to take it to heart very much."
Feng Zi chuckled lightly and said: "I can't talk about my attainments. Poetry has always been the favorite of scholars and literati. I'm just a little arty."
Zhiyue said warmly: "I heard Miss Liu mention it accidentally that you seemed to want to become famous. So why did you change your mind at this banquet? From what I can infer, your talents may not stop there."
Feng Ziqing looked at Liu Fu beside him, his eyes widened, "Good guy, you've only known me for a few days and you sold me out?"