"Master Cheng Yang of Dali Temple, Master Ji Touji in Mo Yi of Dali Temple is here!"
The boy who called the roll call at the door shouted, and the originally lively Zuiyue Tower suddenly became quiet.
Yang Qingyuan, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, is one of the most popular people in the capital in recent months. He has risen from being a bachelor to a member of the Wenhua Palace, and his future is limitless.
At the same time, he won the favor of the emperor and was ordered to rebuild the Dali Temple, which had been abandoned for thirty years. He was also considered to have great power.
After that, he used the power of thunder to solve the murder case of the wealthy Li Bailiang in the capital. He was commended by the cabinet center and the Holy Emperor. He was highly regarded and Jane was in the heart of the emperor.
There are even rumors in the capital that Mr. Yang's appointment as the Prime Minister of Dali Temple is just for gold plating. He will be promoted to the Minister of Justice at the court meeting at the beginning of the year, which is a very popular time.
"I didn't expect that Mr. An also has a relationship with Mr. Yang. He is indeed the richest man in the capital. He really has a wide network of connections!"
A person next to him disagreed, "Not to mention a Wenhua Palace official, isn't Zhao Yan, a bachelor of Confucianism in Dongge and Minister of Industry, also very close to Mr. An?"
The person who spoke at first smiled disdainfully: "You only know one but not the other. This Confucius scholar can only be considered as a half-foot in the cabinet, but it is because he has the position of Yanshenggong and Hanlin bachelor. It is a false position, and he can only manage it." An Imperial College. Zhao Shangshu is quite powerful in the Ministry of Industry, and it is normal for him to have contacts with the An family. But this Master Yang comes from a serious family background, which makes it clear that Mr. An has a wide network of connections!"
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Ignoring the comments of people around him, Yang Qingyuan walked straight into the building with Ji Yaohua.
An Shigeng, who was standing upstairs, narrowed his eyes. At this time, Yang Qingyuan came to the door openly. Why? !
Just when Yang Qingyuan was about to go upstairs, a voice sounded, causing Yang Qingyuan's steps to go upstairs to stop.
"Hey!? Isn't this Master Yang? What? Are you coming to the table with empty hands?!"
A young man in a brocade robe was holding a glass of wine and looking at Yang Qingyuan and Ji Yaohua.
"It's okay to come to dinner alone, why not bring a beautiful woman with you?!"
Xiang Shoucheng, the eldest son of Pengcheng Bo Xiang Ming, was a standard dandy in the divine capital.
Xiang Shoucheng was extremely hostile to Yang Qingyuan. This hostility did not start when Yang Qingyuan started to cut off the Xungui Group's financial path, but existed for a long time.
Ever since Yang Qingyuan came in second place in high school, he has been Xiang Shoucheng's lifelong enemy.
Yang Qingyuan became famous in the capital when he entered the imperial examination in Wudang Mountain. He and Li Xunhuan became the template for educating the children of powerful officials in the capital.
Pengcheng Bo Xiangming was no exception.
For five years, Yang Qingyuan was someone else's child in Xiang Shoucheng's world. Xiang Shoucheng got angry when he heard the name Yang Qingyuan. Now that he met the person, he became angry all of a sudden. He would be sorry if he didn't embarrass him. Own.
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Qingyuan's eyes.
"Your Excellency?!"
Yang Qingyuan really didn't know this person.
Xiang Shoucheng was stunned. He thought about Yang Qingyuan's various answers, such as replying back, using his status to suppress others, and dragging out his father.
But these three words, "Your Excellency?!" Xiang Shoucheng was completely off guard.
Feeling: I have hated Yang Qingyuan for so long, but they haven’t even heard of me? Xiang Shoucheng would rather be humiliated by Yang Qingyuan than ignored by him.
Xiang Shoucheng proudly puffed up his chest when he thought of this, "I am the eldest son of Uncle Pengcheng!"
But the doubts in Yang Qingyuan's eyes still existed. Uncle Peng Cheng did know, but he had never heard of this eldest son.
"Oh. Nice to meet you." Yang Qingyuan's tone was even more calm than Baishui's, without the slightest emotion.
After saying that he ignored Xiang Shoucheng's reaction, Yang Qingyuan took Ji Yaohua and walked upstairs.
Xiang Shoucheng, who was ignored, changed his face again and again. He was about to throw the wine glass in his hand and get angry when a follower beside him immediately stepped forward to persuade him.
Xiang Shoucheng's expression softened.
"I've long heard that Mr. Yang is a rare person in the world who possesses both civil and military skills! Why don't you and I take advantage of the opportunity to compete in martial arts?"
As soon as this statement came out, the guests present all looked at Xiang Shoucheng in disbelief that there could be such a shameless person in the world.
Xiang Shoucheng was born as a general, and his ancestor Xiang Chong was one of the four vanguards under King Kaiping. He was brave, good at fighting, and fearless.
Although Xiang Shoucheng is a playboy, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has mastered martial arts, and his eight meridians have been connected to seven meridians. In terms of martial arts alone, he is considered outstanding among the younger generation of general disciples.
Such a person actually proposed to compete with Yang Qingyuan, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, a walker in the Wenhua Palace, and the Prime Minister of Dali Temple? !
The guests present didn’t know what to say!
Then why not compete with the seven children of the Hua family in terms of eyesight, compete with Qinggong with Qingwu, and compete with Ye Jianhan in swordsmanship! !
Yang Qingyuan's eyes were also very strange. Shouldn't it be Li Xunhuan's character who was both civil and military? Although I don't deliberately hide my martial arts in front of others, I shouldn't be labeled as having both civil and military abilities! Why would you think of competing with yourself? !
Yang Qingyuan has never encountered such a request for a beating in his entire life.
The gazes of the insiders, including Ji Yaohua and An Shigeng, were inexplicably extremely intense.
Want to compete with Yang Qingyuan? Warrior!
Young people are always full of confidence and want to compete with God! Lack of social beatings.
Counting everyone present, except for An Shigeng, it is estimated that no one can force Yang Qingyuan to use a second hand. Although An Shigeng thinks highly of himself, he also knows that he is by no means Yang Qingyuan's opponent. In a real life-and-death fight, he will definitely die.
It’s not directed at anyone, it’s just that everyone present is rubbish.
It just so happened that the guard beside Xiang Shoucheng was an insider. Although he didn't know Yang Qingyuan's combat power, the Yuanhua Realm was definitely genuine and unmistakable.
After hearing that his young master was going to compete with Yang Qingyuan, his face turned green with fear! He immediately advised, "Young Master is a man of great wealth, how can he compete with ordinary warriors in martial arts!?"
When Xiang Shoucheng heard this, he made some sense, "What you said makes sense. Although he has an official position, he is only a fifth-rank official. I will inherit the title in the future, so it would be beneath my status to fight with him?! "
When the guard heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was rare for his young master to listen to others' advice like this.
"Then let me compete with the man named Yang on your behalf!"
The movement of the guard's hand froze, and he looked at his young master in disbelief.
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Is it so real? After the young master picks the problem, he will go up and get beaten!
The guard looked at Yang Qingyuan on the stairs, who was dressed as a scholar, holding a folding fan and looking calm. This guard has martial arts skills and has all eight meridians. He is expected to hit the realm of Yuanhua. However, facing Yang Qingyuan, a civil servant, he still swallowed hard.
"Sir, our Pengcheng family has always passed down poetry and calligraphy to our family, otherwise we should change it to Wen Dou!"
