Bu Jinghong's heart changed unknowingly.

If it were in the past, he would rush out without hesitation, either killing people or being killed.

But at this moment, Mr. Li made a move, Miss Xia Hua came forward, and the other party took a step back, but he did not move forward any further.

He didn't know if he was the one who had become less courageous, or had learned what humans said to take care of the overall situation or endure humiliation.

Or it may be called human nature.

Bu Jinghong didn't know whether this change was good or bad. He turned around and saw the smile gradually rising on Ximen Chuhua's face with a worried face. He felt that this might be good.

Only live.

Only by being company.

Even if the sword drawing speed is slower, it is more stable, so why not?

Li Chenan also turned around and was about to step into the moon gate, but the young man named Pan suddenly ran over.

"Mr. Li?"

"Do you dare to ask if you are the teacher of the poet Li Chenan, Mr. Li Xiaofeidao, Li Xiaofeng and Li?"

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

"How do you know?"

Mr. Pan hurriedly bowed and said, "My younger brother Pan Xiao, what Mr. is doing in the small restaurant in the Jianghu is now known to everyone in the city!"

"I admire Mr. Li very much, so I have traveled to various inns in Xilan City these days, hoping to meet Mr. Li, and invite him to the humble house to listen to Mr. Li Chen'an's story."

Li Chen thought that if you invited me to have a meal, it would be more real.

As for Li Chenan’s story...

He has a big story!

"Not available!"

Li Chenan turned around and left.

Pan Xiao was stunned for a moment and followed in.

...

...

Everyone in the lobby looked at the moon gate.

"...He is the teacher of the poet Li Chen'an?"

"Absolutely! Miss Xia from Duke Xia's mansion was following him!"

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

"I heard that the incident alarmed the emperor. The emperor issued an imperial edict to order Eunuch Wei to go and kill Bu Jinghong himself. It was this little Li flying knife Li Xiaofeng who saved Bu Jing from the Yin and Yang Evil at a critical moment.

Hong!"

"Didn't it meant that Bu Jinghong was saved by King Ping'an?"

"That's what happened later. One of my distant cousins ​​was running in the Jianghu Pavilion. He saw it with his own eyes!"

"Oh... I don't obey the order... I'm still a holy order. Li Xiaofeng is too brave! In addition, it's really unwise to intervene in it!"

"You know what a fuck!"

"Mr. Li is a paradise! It is said that he is already a half-step master!"

"Unless the great master of our Wu Kingdom kills him, even if he sends thousands of troops, he can leave just by trying to do so!"

"As for King Ping'an's move... I heard from my grandfather that there may be other profound meanings."

"What is the deep meaning?"

"Shrink the vassals!"

"Isn't that a rumor?"

The young man laughed and shook the fan in his hand: "Rumor? I'm afraid there will be no waves!"

A young man from another table said at this moment: "I think there is nothing wrong with reducing the vassal state. If the emperor really had this intention, if he really cut off those vassal kings... our Wu Kingdom would probably be better!"

"Brother Zhou is careful!"

"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Fair tomorrow."

As soon as these words were said, they became cold immediately.

A poetic immortal died in Ningguo, which was a great good thing for the students of Wu.

Because the poems by Li Chen'an who came to Wu Kingdom were like a huge mountain pressing on their heads, making them feel a little difficult to breathe.

Don't even say that you can write a poem that surpasses him, even picking up the pen seems to be a little difficult.

But he is dead!

Whether it is the heaven jealous of talents or ascending to heaven as an immortal, he finally left this world.

So, all the students in Wu State breathed a sigh of relief.

They can finally straighten their waists and raise their heads and relax and look at the blue sky, or look at the moon in the night sky.

They believe that the era that belonged to Li Chen'an has passed.

They were so energetic that they splashed ink, but found that any poems they wrote were as Pan Xiao said, and people would compare their poems with those of Li Chen'an.

How can this be compared?

Not only literati and poets can compare, but they can even compare geishas in brothels!

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

Since you think you are amazing, can your poems be better than Li Chen'an?

Some people even spat and said disdainfully: It’s okay, it’s only a thousand miles away from the poems of the immortals!

It’s not that they sincerely admire Li Chenan, but it’s just because they are in their hearts. If I’m not good, you don’t think so.

That's all.

As for those geisha in brothels, they didn't dare to say a word, but her body was very honest.

They still sing Li Chen'an's words.

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

This is very boring.

The originally extremely grand Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Fair may become dull this year.

The literary style of Wu is not as good as that of Ning State, but Ning State has produced a poetic immortal!

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

Even if he died, the Wu Kingdom literary world did not seem to have changed much.

What's more, Li Chenan died, but suddenly another teacher appeared!

This Li Xiaofeng wrote a song "Linjiangxian, the Yangtze River Flows East" in the Jianghu Pavilion. This poem was spread throughout the Wu Kingdom in just over ten days!

A disciple died and a more powerful gentleman came out!

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

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

Like Li Chenan, he is simply an unattainable existence!

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

"Oh, after tomorrow, I will abandon my pen and join the army!"

"Forget it, I'll give up literature and practice martial arts!"

"Okay, if I fail the imperial examination, I have to inherit the ten thousand family business!"

Chasing his life grinned.

He got up, took off the hat from the wall and put it on his head.

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

He passed by 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!

Zhuiming took a ingot of broken silver from his arms and placed it on the counter.

The old shopkeeper looked up at him, took the ingot of broken silver, and found a copper plate for Zhuisheng.

Zhui Ming put it into his sleeve bag, smiled slightly, and left Yuelai Inn.

Walking in a dark street in Xilan City, his hand reached into his sleeve bag and found a small ball of paper from the copper plate.

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