Training Tai Sui

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As soon as he reached the second floor, Qin Feng heard someone shouting from a room at the top of the stairs: "In my opinion, Qin Feng's new learning is nothing more than trickery and selling dog meat. There, where can he go?"

"That's right, with the name of a new student, I want to be some kind of patriarch. I'm afraid I've lost my head, and I don't take a piss to see what I look like. Not to mention the master, Guiguzi, grandson and other sages, he may be better than you." Shangmo Di, Gongshu Pan, Shang Yang and other founders of the sect?"

Another person immediately said: "After the criminal officer, he has no chance of official career. How can he succeed without ingenuity? Therefore, from the beginning he approached King Jin and Princess Lanling with ulterior motives. This son has a deep scheming mind. Sima Zhongda at the end of the Han Dynasty was compared."

"Hahaha, Brother Mo thinks highly of him. Sima Zhongda is someone who can beat Zhuge Kongming to death. He is also worthy of Qin Feng? But according to my guess, Qin Feng's fellow is not small. It’s also unknown.”

Brother Mo's voice from before sounded again, urging: "What do you mean by Brother Pan? Come quickly."

Brother Pan said proudly: "Brother Mo, think about it carefully, you must know that she is Princess Lanling who is the most beloved of the two saints, if..."

Qin Feng didn't intend to talk to these two people at first, but when he heard this, he stopped in his tracks.

Looking back, she found that Liu Wanting and the others were still a certain distance away, and she probably hadn't heard the conversation just now, so she gestured to Zeng Liang, signaling him to take them up quickly.

Zeng Liang nodded clearly, then quickened his pace.

After everyone went up, Qin Feng looked at Yang Yong who was still beside him with a gloomy expression, and asked, "Your Highness, can you bear it?"

"It's unbearable."

It's about the face of the royal family, no matter whether Yang Yong is close to his sister or not, maybe he wants to slap the younger brother who is obsessed with his position, but it is impossible to allow a few guys who don't know the so-called to arrange them.

"But Gu is the prince, but he can't act recklessly..." After pondering for a moment, Yang Yong said: "Gu will order someone to find Ying Yangwei."

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed: "Your Highness, you don't have to follow the rules in everything. Sometimes, it may be better to do whatever you want."

"But..."

Yang Yong froze for a moment, and opened his mouth to say that this conflicted with the education he had received since he was a child, but Qin Feng had already strode out of the room where the sound came out, and kicked forward.

Chapter 275 Celebrity Style Qin Ziyu

In the private room, Mo Sheng, who was blushing from drinking, held up the wine bottle, and said to Pan He, who was also wobbling beside him, "Brother Pan, take a rest today, I should go to Lijiazhuang to teach, right?"

Pan He picked up the wine bottle to play with his taste: "It's not that there are no gentlemen in Lijiazhuang's academy. I'm waiting for Mr. An Min's face, and secondly, I'm just seeking fame so that I can help more when I become an official in the future. Are you really going to be a gentleman?"

"Wonderful, Brother Pan's words are exactly what I want, so it doesn't matter if we go later..."

Pan He shook his head, and continued: "Actually, I want to see what Qin Feng looks like now. What's the use of his painstaking efforts to teach knowledge to those bastards in Zhuangzi? Is it possible that those muddy legs can still enter the imperial court?" One day? Look at An Mingong again, just with a wave of arms, forty or fifty officials and eunuchs come to study, and in the future..."

"boom!"

Before Pan He could finish speaking, there was a loud noise.

In the dusty sky, Pan He covered his mouth and nose with his long sleeve, pointed at Qin Feng who rushed in and cursed: "Where did the savage come from, dare to kick the door, don't know how to write the word dead?"

Qin Feng showed a smile, just when Pan He thought he would submissively admit his mistake and beg for their forgiveness, Qin Feng, who was full of smiles, didn't say a word, and went up to grab Pan He directly.

"Clap clap clap!"

The crisp applause is extremely pleasant, at least to Qin Feng's ears at this moment, there is no sound in the world that can be more pleasant than this.

"Bold, you..."

Mo Sheng, who was stunned for a long while, had just reacted at this time, and was about to start yelling, but Qin Feng didn't give him this chance at all, and directly slapped him to the ground with his backhand.

Yang Yong stared dumbfounded at this scene outside the door, suddenly petrified.His heart was telling him that Qin Feng's actions were against the rules and insulted the gentlemen, but on the other hand, he felt...happy!

This feeling is like a glass of ice water in midsummer, which can make people feel refreshed from head to toe.

"Come on, there are villains!"

Mo Sheng got up from the ground, covered his swollen left face, and yelled in panic, like a young daughter-in-law who was molested.

And Pan He had already fallen to the ground, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, with a few white things mixed in between.

"Report to the official! Report to the official immediately!"

Pan He felt that both sides of his cheeks were numb, tremblingly picked up his teeth from the blood, and shouted with grief and indignation: "Killer!"

Unfortunately, the two shouted for a long time, except for Yang Yong who was stunned at the door, it was as if no one existed in the huge restaurant, and it was always eerily quiet.

Qin Feng kicked Mo Sheng who was about to flee, picked up a pot of mutton soup on the table, and poured it directly over his head.

"what!"

The mutton soup is actually not too hot, but the grief and indignation of being humiliated made Mo Sheng hiss and roar: "Okay! Very good! You name it, I, Mo Sheng, will never die with you!"

Qin Feng ignored him, picked up a plate without knowing what it was, and directly covered Pan He's face with the plate.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky..."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of qin and zither outside, followed by a woman's melodious singing, and the lyrics happened to be the beginning of the water melody song Qin Feng made in Nanchen at the beginning of the year.

The singing voice is mellow and affectionate, and the melody is melodious. If it is normal, Qin Feng will listen to it quietly, and then brag about it with Yang Yong, but today he has no such idea at all.

He hated Pan He the most, he stepped hard on his calf, and there was a clear sound of bone cracking, Qin Feng didn't change his expression, he didn't even take off his foot, he just turned around and looked at Yang Yong smiled and said, "I just laughed."

It was only at this time that Yang Yong came to his senses, and he was a little dumbfounded and said: "Ziyu...you are not in compliance with the rules."

"Rules?" Qin Feng smiled, kicked Pan He away, sat down carelessly, and said with a smile: "What are the rules?"

"The rule is..."

Yang Yong wanted to explain to Qin Feng, but when he thought of his status as a talented scholar, he said angrily: "Ziyu, you are a great talent, don't you even know the rules? Today's matter, alone... I will take care of it for you, Don’t forget to never be so normal again in the future.”

"One person does things and one person is responsible." Qin Feng smiled, took a big gulp from the wine pot, and said with a smile: "Zhao Keman Huying, Wu hook is frosty and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star. Ten To kill a person in one step, you will not stay behind for a thousand miles. When the matter is over, take off your clothes and hide your body and name...Who can write Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra."

A group of knight-errants was slowly approached by Qin Feng, and Mo Sheng and Pan He, who fell to the ground in coordination with grief and anger on their faces, really seemed to be the case.

"Good poem! As expected of Qin Ziyu who wrote a hundred poems after the wine fight, I have learned the lesson today."

Mo Sheng looked at Pan He, whose cheeks were raised on both sides, and his head was full of soup, and he couldn't help feeling sad, and he couldn't hear Yang Yong's address to Qin Feng at all, and shouted angrily: "Who are you waiting for? Seeing that you are also a gentleman, we have no grievances or enmities with you, why are you being violent?"

Qin Feng glanced out of the window, and suddenly said: "You two are here to see this woman, right?"

"Yaoqin! Yaoqin! Yaoqin!"

The singing outside the window had stopped, and the enthusiastic shouts sounded, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the last sentence was deafening.

Qujiang flows down from the city, Daxing City's No.1 prostitute, Yaoqin, will take a boat ride along the Qujiang River every month, and there are many admirers and guys who want to join in the fun. Blocking.

Prostitutes represent a lot of money, and there are no TVs or the Internet these days, so people who usually want to see a beauty but can't get it will naturally not miss this opportunity without spending money.

"Gentleman? Don't put me in the same category as you, you don't deserve it!"

With a look of disdain on his face, Qin Feng smashed the wine bottle on Pan He's body, and shouted: "I am the despicable and shameless Qin Feng in your mouth. If you want to take revenge, I will accompany you at any time. I don't need me to come to Qinjiazhuang wherever it is." Tell you it is."