The one who comes is not good.
Ye Jingyan stood up: "I am. I wonder why you want to see me?"
A sneer appeared on the young man's lips, and there was undisguised contempt and ridicule in his eyes.
"Not really for any reason, just to see what kind of skills a kid who has been out there for several years can get a letter of recommendation from Lord Jijiu and enter the Imperial Academy."
As soon as these words came out, everything became quiet and the atmosphere was subtle.
Everyone knew that there were two new students coming to the Imperial College, and it was Master Jijiu who went to the door to pick them up in person.
Who in the entire Imperial College does not know that Mr. Jijiu is serious and upright, and has extremely high vision, and there are only a few people who can be favored by him.
Who wouldn't be curious when hearing about such a character?
But they didn't expect that before they had time to inquire, someone would take the lead.
Ye Jingyan looked at the other party calmly.
This was said very rudely, and he also mentioned Sister A, who obviously knew the situation of their siblings very well.
More importantly, this man was obviously extremely hostile to them.
During their return to Beijing, they basically stayed at home and rarely had contact with outsiders. This was the first time they met this young man. So where did his disgust come from?
Ye Yunfeng couldn't stand listening anymore and stood up suddenly: "Be careful what you say!"
The young man's eyes moved slightly, and there was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "What am I talking about? It turns out that no one has taught me since I was a child, and I have developed a bad temper outside! Where is the Imperial College where a person like you can come?"
Ye Yunfeng's expression changed: "You——"
"A Feng."
Ye Jingyan stopped him.
Ye Yunfeng remembered what he had promised his sister before, and swallowed back the rest of his words, but his eyes were still staring at the other party.
Ye Jingyan's expression did not show any change, and she said calmly: "We are strangers to Mr. Murong. I don't know where we offended Mr. Murong to make him speak so harshly to us?"
The young man narrowed his eyes: "Do you know me?"
Ye Jingyan said calmly: "Those who can call my sister by name and understand what we have experienced in the past few years are nothing more than old friends who had made friends with my father, or colleagues who are now in contact with my second uncle. I don't I recognize you, so it’s natural that you are the latter. You have a cocoon in your tiger’s mouth, which shows that you often practice martial arts and come from a family of military commanders. If not Murong Ye, the son of Murong Du’s family, who is he?"
After these words fell, the eyes of everyone looking at Ye Jingyan changed subtly.
The young man who first spoke to them had a face full of admiration, secretly gave a thumbs up, and whispered: "You can guess this!? That's awesome!"
Murong Ye's face looked a little ugly.
He originally came here with the intention of giving Ye Jingyan and his brothers a good look, but who knew that they had just met each other and the other party guessed his identity.
But this is fine. Only in this way can we put maximum pressure on the other party and let them know that even if they enter the Imperial Academy, they still have to keep their tail between their legs!
Murong Ye sneered: "I didn't expect that you do have some brains. It's beyond my expectation."
Ye Jingyan said calmly: "Young Master Murong also surprised me. I thought that the son Murong Du commanded would be strict in running the army, and the son he taught must be a good one among men. I didn't expect that he was just a son who enjoyed bullying the new students. That’s all.”
Murong Ye suddenly became anxious: "What did you say!?"
Ye Jingyan looked at him without fear: "Didn't you hear everything I said?"
"You--are presumptuous!"
Murong Ye had never been spoken to like this in person. The curse didn't even include a curse word, but it was extremely unpleasant!
He took a few steps and rushed over, pointing at Ye Jingyan: "Who do you think you are! How dare you talk to me like this -"
Before he met Ye Jingyan, a figure suddenly appeared next to him and stopped him.
Before Murong Ye could see the person clearly, he felt a sharp pain coming from his hand.
Ye Yunfeng stood in front of Ye Jingyan and clamped Murong Ye's fingers tightly with one hand. There was a fierce aura of gangsterism between his brows and eyes.
"My third brother talks to you carefully, and you listen carefully."
Murong Ye laughed angrily: "You again-"
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he realized that he couldn't break free from the hand of the boy opposite him who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old!
Murong Ye increased his strength and tried desperately to break away, but found that Ye Yunfeng's fist was like an extremely hard piece of iron, unable to move at all!
But he still looked relaxed, as if he didn't exert any effort at all.
The onlookers looked at this scene and couldn't help but secretly exchange glances.
——What's going on? Murong Ye is not Ye Yunfeng's opponent? He is several years older than him! Moreover, he had been with Murong Yang since he was a child, grew up in a military camp, and was proficient in martial arts, riding and shooting. Why now...
Ye Yunfeng raised his hand and pushed. Murong Ye took two steps back before he staggered to his feet.
"My third brother and I came to the Imperial College to study, not to get entangled with people like you." Ye Yunfeng clapped his hands, as if he was afraid of getting something dirty, and smiled, "If you are not satisfied, you Report it to the official!”
"you!"
Murong Ye's breath was blocked in his chest and he almost vomited blood.
Ye Jingyan shook her head in disapproval: "A Feng, I've told you several times, don't be so impulsive. Such a trivial matter is not worth reporting to the official. You can just go to the Lord Jijiu directly. After all, the recommendation letter came from his hand. "
Murong Ye's face turned blue.
No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to offend Master Jijiu.
I thought I could come over and teach these two brothers a lesson, but who knew it would end up being kicked out of me!
"Master Si Ye is here!"
Someone shouted, and everyone immediately dispersed and returned to their positions as quickly as possible.
Feng Zhang, the director of the Imperial Academy, was second only to Jijiu.
In comparison, the students were more afraid of him.
Because this former military commander had really been on the battlefield, when Master Jijiu was angry, the most he could do was punish them by copying books, but Si Ye was different, he really did it!
Even Murong Ye didn't want to provoke him, so he could only grit his teeth and whispered: "Ye Yunfeng, right? Okay, okay! If you are a capable person, let's compete in the monthly exams on the school field! Then - you Don’t be a coward!”
Ye Yunfeng raised his eyebrows.
Murong Ye turned around and left.
Ye Jingyan turned her head and asked, "A Feng, what did he just tell you?"
Ye Yunfeng shrugged indifferently: "He said he wanted to die quickly and asked me for help."
Suddenly, he noticed something and turned back to look somewhere outside the window alertly.
Feng Zhang, who was standing outside, had an interesting smile on his face.
"It's interesting. Did Jijiu choose a student specifically for me this time?"
…
Dingbeihou Mansion.
Shen Yanchuan paused as he wrote and tilted his head slightly.
"What did you say?"
Lian Zhou said: "Buzhuang failed to find out Doctor Ye's plan. She..."
"The previous sentence."
Lian Zhou was stunned and immediately said: "Oh, Han Yao planned to buy some cloth to apologize to Dr. Ye, but Dr. Ye refused."
Shen Yanchuan put down the pen and said calmly: "This ink is no longer good, please change it."
"Yes." Lian Zhou immediately stepped forward, "What does the master want to change?"
Shen Yanchuan tapped his fingers on the table.
"The position of Minister of Guanglu Temple has not changed in three years, right?"
Lian Zhou: "...???"
Lian Zhou: You’d better just want to change the ink┓(`)┏
