Comprehensive Wu Jianghu: I am Dali Temple Minister

Later, Li and Yang were selected as Shu Jishi together and became close friends.

Two years later, Li Tanhua moved to the Procuratorate to the right and served as the censor of the Gyeonggi Supervision, while Yang Qingyuan was promoted to a bachelor's degree in the Imperial Academy and began his journey of writing books.

"Don't be ignorant of good people. I heard that the green ant new fermented wine of Qingwuyuan was opened today, and I specially invited you to taste it together!" Regarding the teasing meaning in Yang Qingyuan's words, Li Tanhua didn't care at all, but just turned around Starting with the folding fan in his hand, he smiled lightly.

Li Tanhua knew that Yang Qingyuan was not interested in good wine, but he was a rare gourmet. Perhaps Yang Qingyuan could be indifferent to the green ant new fermented wine from Qingwu Courtyard, but Yang Qingyuan would never miss the delicacies cooked by the owner of Qingwu Courtyard.

Sure enough, when Yang Qingyuan heard the word Qingwuyuan, Zihao, who had been concentrating on writing and correcting the manuscript, trembled, and there was a black ink stain on the snow-white dense rice paper.

Yang Qingyuan, who couldn't help but put down his pen, hadn't tasted food for a long time. When Li Tanhua mentioned it, the glutton in his heart was aroused, and he couldn't concentrate on proofreading the manuscript. The host’s delicacies are here to lure me?”

Yang Qingyuan couldn't concentrate because of the delicious food, so he couldn't continue to edit. He explained to the editors around him, then got up and said, "Wait for me to change into ordinary clothes. I'm afraid that your Inspectorate will When I went to court, I disregarded government affairs."

Li Tanhua's eyes lit up because of Yang Qingyuan's words, as if a new world had opened up.

After changing into their regular clothes, the two went to Qingwu Courtyard together.

The capital of gods is the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is extremely prosperous. At this time, it is Shenshi, and merchants are coming and going, and there is a lot of traffic. Judging from the current situation, the Great Zhou can be regarded as a scene of peace and prosperity.

Qingwuyuan is one of the most prestigious restaurants in the capital of God.

The lingering sound of the wind is dancing in neon clothes, and the green grass is slightly drunk with aster flowers.

They are talking about the four chic places in the capital of the gods.

The lingering sounds of the singers in Liufeng Pavilion, the neon clothes and dance music in Nishangfang are the best in the world, the wine and food in Qingwuyuan are not inferior to imperial meals, and the beauties in Ziyuan Pavilion are even better than Jiaofangsi.

Yang Qingyuan's brother Li is young and romantic, and he is a frequent visitor to these four places.

The two were walking on the street when there was a noise from the restaurant next door, and a figure came out from the broken window of the restaurant next door.

"Xu Jiancheng, where to escape?!" Four swift figures followed closely behind, as if they were chasing and killing the former.

The first figure landed was a middle-aged man in gray cannon, with a long scar on his left cheek.

Four figures followed closely behind.

The two groups fought directly on the streets of the capital.

Yang and Li on the side also stopped.

"Brother Yang, what are the origins of these people!" Although Li Tanhua has extraordinary martial arts skills, but he comes from a family, he doesn't know much about the origins of the rivers and lakes, and martial arts anecdotes.

And because Yang Qingyuan compiled books in the Imperial Academy all the year round, he has read most of the collections in the Imperial Academy, and with the comprehension and memory attached to the time traveler, he can be counted on the fingers of his fingers in the whole world.

Glancing at the five people who were fighting, there was nothing to say.

"The big man with the sword, his sword skills are average, and he has a shadow of Wuhu sword. He probably came from a small gang. As for those who hold swords, they use Kunlun swordsmanship, which should be directly passed down from Kunlun."

Under the siege of the four people, the gray-robed middle-aged man gradually fell into a disadvantage. During the fight, the gray-robed man found Yang Qingyuan who was watching the excitement not far from the street, and immediately had an idea in his mind, and immediately swung a knife vigorously Furious, he forced the four of Kunlun back, then dodged forward, and put a knife on Yang Qingyuan's neck.

"Stand back, all of you! Otherwise, I'll kill him!"

Xu Jiancheng's move played a certain role. The four people who were chasing and killing were arranged in Xu Jiancheng's four directions, forming a faint siege, but they did not directly attack.

"Bah, are you famous disciples mad dogs? I just picked a few snow lotuses on Kunlun Mountain, and you chased me for [-] miles, across six states! Is this Kunlun Mountain your private property?"

Xu Jiancheng's face was full of resentment.

"Xu Jiancheng, don't make the same mistakes again and again. You stole my Kunlun treasure medicine! It's already a serious crime, and now you're kidnapping the people! Hurry up and get caught, and follow me back to Kunlun for trial!"

The leading Kunlun disciple shouted sharply with his long sword lowered.

It was He Youji, the second disciple of Mr. Kunlun Tieqin.

"Stand back, if you step forward, I'll kill a little boy!!" Seeing the four Kunlun disciples headed by He Youji approaching, Xu Jiancheng's knife on Yang Qingyuan's neck got closer.

Seeing Yang Qingyuan being arrested, Li Tanhua not only did not step forward to help, but instead watched the circus on the street with a smile on his face.

"The knife is a bit cold!"

The hijacked Yang Qingyuan suddenly spoke.

It is now mid-October, the weather is cold, and the blade of a knife is really cold against a person's neck.

Xu Jiancheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, "Little boy, your life is still in my hands, if you don't want to die, just be obedient and don't play tricks, otherwise..."

"I..." Yang Qingyuan was called a little boy. Yang Qingyuan didn't know whether he should be happy or not. After all, it was a kind of affirmation of his appearance.

"Don't hurt this young master!" The only female disciple among the four cast a glance at Yang Qingyuan, and then silently retracted the long sword in its sheath.

Yang Qingyuan was very pleased to see this scene.

Junior Sister Kunlun met with either seniors in the school or high-ranking people from the rivers and lakes. It is indeed rare to see such a handsome and refined scholar as Yang Qingyuan.

The sentence "Thank you, heroine!" made Kunlun's younger junior sister flush slightly, shy and shy.

He Youji and his juniors looked at each other, their complexions turned dark, and they raised the long sword in their hands again, slowly taking a step forward.

"You! You!...Aren't you afraid that I will kill him?" Xu Jiancheng panicked when he saw the Kunlun disciple's movements.

"Senior brother! Don't!" The little junior sister watched the movements of the three senior brothers and subconsciously wanted to stop them!

He Youji's sword blew softly.

"If this thief kills this young master, I will cut him under the sword and avenge this young master!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yang Qingyuan looked confused.

???

The co-author of my hostage was abandoned like this? ?

Ignoring Yang Qingyuan who was in a daze, Xu Jiancheng watched the four Kunlun people approaching step by step, panicked in his eyes.

A palm was imprinted on Yang Qingyuan's vest, and then he swung the iron saber to kill the Kunlun disciple, intending to fight for a way out.

"kill!"

As soon as the true essence in Yang Qingyuan's body turned, he dissipated the power of this palm and retreated to the side.Xu Jiancheng's palm didn't have murderous intentions, even for an ordinary person, his heart was in turmoil, so it can be seen that this person is not a vicious person.

Except for the little junior sister who gave Yang Qingyuan a worried look, the four of Kunlun didn't care. Among them, He Youji was the first to attack.

The long sword in his palm was extremely fierce, flying up and down, circling and changing, twisting and straight multiplying, and the other three followed suit to prevent Xu Jiancheng from escaping.

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