The sordid past is not worthy of praise, but today the dissolute thoughts have no limit.
The spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoofs, and I can see all the Xuanyang flowers in one day...
This Ji Di poem is the most vivid portrayal of Lu Yong's experience.
In the past, he failed in many attempts. Until today, when he was in high school Huiyuan, his cultivation level broke through the third level in a row. Since the founding of Daxuan, there has never been such a strange person.
At this time, the deafening announcement sounded again in Xuanyang City.
"Good news for Jiangzhou Lu Yong, Huiyuan came first in the high school examination!"
The sound resounded throughout the world, echoing in waves, and the entire Xuanyang City seemed to be trembling with the sound.
Fireworks lit up again in the sky outside, illuminating the night sky so brightly that even the stars and moon were temporarily eclipsed.
The air is filled with the smell of firecrackers.
The silver flowers are shining all over the sky, making the night look like day.
At this moment, in the toilet at the southeast corner of the small building, a sneaky figure took advantage of the chaos outside and everyone gathered around Lu Yongzhi to quietly walk out of the toilet and walk along the corner to the outside of Zizhu Garden. go.
"Mr. Liu, your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"
He Pingan watched six directions and listened in all directions. He did not forget Liu Ding who was hiding in the toilet. When he saw him coming out, he asked loudly with a smile.
Following his voice, everyone looked at Liu Ding who was about to enter the bamboo forest.
Under the gaze of everyone, Liu Ding froze. He could only turn his head and said with a smile: "I just saw that Mr. He and Master Lu Huiyuan are deeply in love. I can't bear to disturb him and am preparing to leave quietly!"
After Liu Ding finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Lu Yong and said, "Congratulations to Lu Huiyuan for ranking first in high school. He will definitely shine in the imperial examination."
"Haha, Mr. Liu, now that his stomach is healed, how about you come and celebrate with us?"
He Pingan's eyes flashed and he invited Liu Dingdao.
"Oh... my stomach hurts again. I'm really sorry. I'll come over after I finish taking care of my stomach!"
When Liu Ding saw He Pingan's eyes, he knew that he had evil intentions.
Although he didn't see what Dai Xueyi had just experienced outside, he heard it.
If this time passes, even if He Ping'an doesn't take action, he will definitely be ridiculed.
That's all. Most of the people who came to participate in the poetry meeting this time have official backgrounds in Xuanyang. If they weren't already high school tributes, he was ridiculed to death tonight, and tomorrow he would definitely be spread throughout Xuanyang. Yangcheng.
Although he had already lost his face at his grandma's house, he was unwilling to go there at this time and be teased by He Ping'an's master and apprentice again.
After hiding in the toilet, the surrounding sounds suddenly became quiet again.
"Sure enough, the toilet is more suitable for me, it's safe!"
Liu Ding murmured to himself silently, feeling the fragrance in the toilet carefully with the tip of his nose, feeling contented.
But he didn't notice that He Pingan's eyes flickered outside, and when Master Zizhu wasn't paying attention, a magic power quietly fell on the toilet.
Master Zizhu's attention at this time has been completely attracted by Lu Yong.
Lu Yong was originally good-looking and talented in literature. At this time, he was admitted to Huiyuan. He broke through the third level in a row at a young age. His future was limitless. Even as a first-class Confucianism cultivator, he also fell in love with talents.
His mischievous eyes kept turning on Lu Yong, like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looked at him, the more satisfied she became.
However, at this time, the many wealthy ladies surrounding Lu Yong had already discovered that they had many opponents and they were quite strong. They couldn't help but start to greet their followers and prepare to grab them head-on.
There are so many talented people who unwittingly became grooms on the day of high school tribute.
"Ahem..."
Seeing the urgency of the situation, layman Zizhu couldn't help but frowned. He coughed lightly and said, regardless of the first-grade monk's character, "Today's poetry meeting ends here. Please go back now..." .”
Those young scholars just wanted to make friends with the newly promoted Huiyuan Lu Yong, but they had no other intentions.
After hearing the eviction order from the layman Zizhu, he was ready to leave.
However, those wealthy ladies were not happy. According to usual practice, the poems would end, and they would also have to eat, drink, have fun, and hold some entertainment activities.
But today, why did Zizhu layman prepare to evict people so early?
The rich ladies who were interested in Hui Zhilan immediately guessed the true intention of the layman Zizhu.
"Oh... The layman really has a good plan. Just send us away, do you think you can have Lu Huiyuan all to yourself?"
A young lady wearing a pink skirt and an oval face asked.
When one person raised a question, all the rich ladies suddenly understood, and the clear voices of women kept coming: "We don't agree!"
Seeing that the dirty thoughts in his heart were revealed, Zizhu layman couldn't help but said: "Then what are you going to do?"
"Please also ask Lu Huiyuan to choose one of us so that we sisters can give up completely."
Everyone's eyes immediately moved to Lu Yong, waiting for the new Huiyuan's decision.
Lu Yong glanced at the faces of many beautiful young ladies one by one, then shook his head sadly and said: "You ladies, I already have my heart set on someone. I swore back then that I would not marry anyone but her."
Many wealthy ladies suddenly became unhappy, and asked one after another: "I wonder which young lady is this lucky?"
When they thought about it, she must be a beautiful and fragrant woman.
Lu Yong shook his head again and said, "She was once a brothel girl. Now, even I don't know where she is."
"A brothel girl?"
The expressions of many rich ladies suddenly changed. It was really hard to understand that Lu Yong was willing to choose a brothel girl instead of these rich ladies.
There were even a few women who showed disdain on their faces. Although this Huiyuan was very talented, he was a bit ungrateful.
At this time, Wang Yifang, who was standing aside, suddenly said: "What about the women in the brothel?"
"On the contrary, this point makes me admire Brother Lu even more."
"As a Huiyuan, he is always loyal to his lover. Not only does he have great literary talent, but he also has deep feelings, which is really admirable!"
"Please accept my respects from the young man!"
Wang Yifang bowed deeply. Having grown up in the palace, she did not attach much importance to people's status.
After all, in her eyes, all statuses would pale in comparison to her status as a princess.
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and many of the Daxuan daughters still couldn't accept it for a while.
Maybe it wasn't that they couldn't accept Lu Yong, but that they couldn't accept that they actually lost to a brothel girl.
"Lu Huiyuan's sincerity and sincerity are truly admirable. My little lady, I wish you can find your sweetheart as soon as possible."
At this moment, the girl in a yellow dress who had been standing next to Master Zizhu came out and expressed support for Lu Yong.
She is the great-granddaughter of Zizhu layman. Among these wealthy ladies, her status is unusual. With her support, everyone around her nodded.
At this time, Lu Yong suddenly said: "Actually, you are all over-praising me. Compared with my teacher, my knowledge is like a firefly compared to the bright moon."
"My teacher is truly knowledgeable and knowledgeable."
Hearing this, the eyes of the people around him all turned to He Pingan, and they thought to themselves: Yes, Lu Yong is so intelligent, so what kind of monster his teacher He Pingan must be.
Just now, the rich ladies only paid attention to Lu Yong, who was admitted to Huiyuan. Now they looked at He Ping'an and were immediately attracted to him.
If Lu Yong is a talented person, then He Ping'an can be said to be perfect.
His face has strong lines, his body is tall and straight, full of masculinity, thick eyebrows, high nose, bright eyes, and the right curve of his lips. He is slightly older than Lu Yong, so he is more mature and reliable.
He Ping'an was still smiling as he watched Lu Yong being besieged. In the blink of an eye, the fiery gazes of many women turned to him, causing his smile to freeze.
Although he liked the feeling of being surrounded by many beauties, having so many charming beauties looking at him at the same time still made him a little bit overwhelmed.
If you line up one by one, the golden hoop at the bottom can only be broken one by one...
"More importantly, this teacher is not yet married!"
At this time, Lu Yong continued to hit the target again.
"Shuashuashua..."
Upon hearing this, Miss Qianjin, who was still surrounding Lu Yong, immediately ran away.
All the rich ladies had an idea flashing through their minds at the same time. If they could not marry Huiyuan, they would marry his teacher.
No matter who marries Lu Yong, she is also Huiyuan's mistress.
