"Ah......"
Lu Yong watched the two of them run away and let out a chuckle. Then with a slight jump, he landed three feet away and stood directly in front of the heavy mountain.
"Why did you come so fast?"
As if he had seen a ghost, Zhongshan Shan quickly turned around and ran away.
As a gust of wind blew by, Lu Yong appeared in front of him again.
"No, brother, why are you looking for me?"
Zhongshan Shan had a sad look on his face, and he couldn't figure out why Lu Yong targeted him in the first place.
Usually bullying Confucian scholars, Zhongshan claimed to be the think tank of the Third Young Master of Jiangzhou. He was not very involved and only occasionally came up with ideas.
"Who made you fat and run slowly..."
Lu Yong said coldly, then he carried a heavy mountain of nearly 200 kilograms of body, raised it with one hand, and threw it near the stairs.
Then his figure flashed like a ghost and appeared behind Dai Xueyi who was blocked by an invisible barrier at the door. Lu Yong was not so good-tempered towards him and kicked Dai Xueyi in the butt.
Dai Xue couldn't help but throw himself forward, and immediately fell into a dog's mouth.
However, there was no mud in the hall. Dai Xueyi chewed on the carpet, and his mouth was immediately filled with snow-white fluff.
"Cough cough cough..."
Dai Xueyi coughed repeatedly, trying to cough out the fluff in his mouth, but suddenly found that his body was lifted upside down by Lu Yong, and his whole body was hanging upside down in the air.
Before he could react, Lu Yong spun twice quickly like a hot wheel, then loosened his grip and threw Dai Xueyi's body like a sandbag.
Dai Xueyi's body fell on the stairs, and there was a loud "bang" sound.
"ah......"
Then there was a scream from Dai Xueyi, and his bones were in pain.
Fortunately, the distance was not far and the fall was not high. Although there was severe pain all over the body, no bones were really injured.
"I don't think you can agree on the outcome. In that case, why don't I help you choose!"
There was a gust of wind, and Lu Yong's figure appeared in front of the two of them.
At this time, although his voice was no longer cold, it sounded like the voice of a devil to their ears.
Then Lu Yong gently kicked Dai Xueyi on the buttocks, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and said, "You, get up!"
When Dai Xueyi heard this, his heart suddenly trembled. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw Lu Yong's blood-red eyes, he immediately stood on the stairs obediently.
Zhongshan Shan was overjoyed, but did not show it on his face. He deliberately pretended to be extremely reluctant and stood under the stairs.
'You've become a bitch and still want to build a memorial arch? '
Lu Yong's face turned cold and he asked, "Zhongshan Shan, you seem reluctant?"
"No...no..."
Zhongshan Shan trembled and said quickly.
"Then make me laugh."
"yes!"
Zhongshan Shan was happy to have escaped the disaster, but he just wanted to mend his relationship with Dai Xueyi, so he pretended to be reluctant.
"Hey Hey......"
At this time, Lu Yong asked him to make a pig noise from his heart.
"Tum..."
At Lu Yong's signal, Dai Xueyi walked down the stairs. Zhongshan tripped with his foot and Dai Xueyi immediately fell down the stairs.
However, he was prepared in his mind and used his hands to make a clever move. Although he fell, he was not injured. Most of the force of the fall was supported by his hands.
"Oh, you are very smart!"
"Start again and beat until I'm satisfied!"
Lu Yong's face turned cold, and then he kicked Dai Xueyi on the butt again, kicking him directly back to the stairs.
"ah......"
Dai Xueyi knew at this time that Lu Yong could not tolerate sand in his eyes, so he had to stand up tremblingly.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Dai Xueyi fell down the stairs heavily. This time, he directly put his hands behind his back.
When you fall in this way, you always hit the ground face first.
For a moment, Dai Xueyi felt as if a little golden light flashed before his eyes, his eyes were filled with stars, and bright red blood flowed out from his nostrils.
"Hiss...it hurts..."
After waiting for a long time, Dai Xueyi covered his face and slowly got up from the ground, as if he had hit a wall while running at high speed, and the bones in his body were about to fall apart.
This time, it should finally work...
Dai Xueyi raised his head and looked around for Lu Yong's figure with Venus eyes, only to find that Lu Yong was no longer there.
And the invisible barrier that blocked everyone from going out just now disappeared without realizing it.
"Brother Dai, are you okay?"
Zhongshan Shan who was on the side also noticed that Lu Yong had disappeared, and quickly came over to help Dai Xueyi who was sitting on the ground.
Dai Xueyi felt a surge of anger in his heart and wanted to yell. If you didn't want to throw him down first, how could it be my turn?
But he still forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest. He just said it out of anger. The Shen family and the Dai family were both prosperous and devastated. This was not the time to fall out.
In the future, there will be plenty of opportunities to clear up the heavy mountain.
"Fortunately, I just hit my head and was dizzy..."
Dai Xueyi finally stood up under the pull of Shen Chongshan.
At this time, two more Confucian scholars from the hometown association came to the side. They wanted to help Dai learn Yi, but they accidentally touched his lower back, which immediately caused a burst of ghosts and howls: "It hurts, it hurts... be gentle." , don’t touch there.”
"The stupid Lu Yong is so harsh."
"When the results are released, if he fails to pass the exam..."
...
On the street outside Jiangzhou Guild Hall, Lu Yong followed He Pingan and walked towards Dongshi.
In fact, according to his character, he would have to fall on Dai Xueyi at least ten times before he was done.
But when Dai Xueyi fell down the stairs for the second time, He Ping'an sent a message to urge him. He had no choice but to leave Dai Xueyi and others and hurried out of the guild hall.
"Master He, where are we going?"
"You'll know when you go there!"
He Ping'an didn't want to say anything and led Lu Yong forward. A quarter of an hour later, he appeared near Dongshi.
The poetry meeting will be held in Zizhu Garden in Daozhengfang near Dongshi City, near Longhu Lake in Xuanyang City.
With high hanging lanterns and overhanging eaves, it is a large seven-entry courtyard that offers tranquility amidst the bustle.
There is a large purple bamboo forest planted in the courtyard. When the breeze blows, the purple bamboos sway slightly and rustle like the sound of nature, so it is called the Purple Bamboo Garden.
"Peace, you are finally here."
Lu Wei, who had been waiting at the door after receiving He Pingan's reply, saw the two coming, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurried forward to greet them.
He Pingan nodded, acting reserved.
When I wait for others to come, I have nothing to do with the number of girls.
"Who is this?"
Lu Wei turned his eyes and saw Lu Yong beside him.
"This is my good friend Lu Yong, who is talented in poetry. I'll bring him here to learn more."
He Pingan introduced Lu Yong to Lu Wei. The purpose of bringing Lu Yong here was to introduce him to Lu Wei.
At the same time, in the name of the poetry conference, Lu Yong was allowed to make friends with some great scholars in advance to lay a solid foundation for him to enter the officialdom.
Lu Yong quickly nodded to Lu Wei and greeted respectfully: "I have met Senior Lu."
Although he could not see what level of cultivation Lu Wei had, as a Confucian and Taoist monk, he could still feel the boundless awe-inspiring righteousness in Lu Wei's chest.
He is at least a middle-grade third-grade Confucian and Taoist monk.
"By the way, is what you said true?"
"You're probably trying to trick me, right?"
He Pingan asked via message.
"How could I lie to you, brother?"
Lu Wei showed a sly smile and said, "You don't know that this poetry meeting is held by Zizhu layman, a first-class Confucianism cultivator in Zizhuyuan."
"I just want to see if there are any rising stars in poetry among these young talents."
"Um......"
He Ping'an nodded, but there was still one sentence he didn't ask.
"The great-granddaughter of Zizhu layman has loved poetry since she was a child. Now she is eighteen years old. She is at the age of blooming flowers. It is said that she will also appear at poetry gatherings."
"That's it?"
He Ping'an glanced sideways at Lu Wei, implying that it was just a woman?
There are only four first-grade Confucian and Taoist monks in Daxuan.
There were countless famous people who came to participate in the poetry meeting, and all of them wanted to win the attention of Zizhu layman and his great-granddaughter.
This doesn't mean there are many girls, it's obviously more wolves and less meat.
"Oh, I can't explain it in a sentence or two. You will know it when you go in. You will never regret it."
Lu Wei dragged He Ping'an and led Lu Yong into the garden.
