"Are these ancient books unique? There are quite a few of them in my family, but not many of them have been annotated by predecessors. If Mr. Liang is interested, I will ask someone to send some to Qingshan Palace."

Qi Shaoqing said casually, poured himself another glass of wine, and made a respectful gesture: "Speaking of which, I heard that Young Master Liang is a master of Wenxuan. It's really surprising."

Liang An also poured himself a glass of wine in reply to Qi Shaoqing and said with a smile: "It's just a coincidence."

He has not deliberately hidden his strength, and even showed his artistic conception in front of Zhao Linger. It is not surprising that Qi Shaoqing knows, but his words are a bit strange... Surprisingly, does this mean that Qi Shaoqing thinks that it is impossible for him to ask questions?

mysterious?

If Qi Shaoqing thought that it was impossible for him to ask Xuan, how did he base his judgment?

Several thoughts ran through his mind, and Liang An felt that the most likely possibility was that Qi Shaoqing knew the time when he practiced martial arts and his original physique. These are not difficult to check for those who are interested.

But I have only been in Zhongyang for a few days, and he already knows about my past affairs. I am afraid that he did not start investigating after I came here, but knew it from the beginning. It seems that dad has always been in contact with this place... Of course, if

It's a bad guess, that is, this person has been paying attention to the situation on my father's side, so he knows everything about me.

Thinking about this, Liang An drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and asked with a smile: "Yesterday, I heard from the prince of the imperial envoy's family that the eighth day of August is the time for the civil and military competitions between Yu and Chen. I wonder if Mr. Qi knows about it.

Some?"

He didn't want to continue talking about his topic. If he talked too much, he might unknowingly expose some information that shouldn't be exposed. If he wanted to know about Liang Dong's side, he could go back and ask his mother.

It's better to ask an outsider, so change the subject decisively.

"Well, I'm afraid there won't be much to see this year." Qi Shaoqing shook his head and didn't care that Liang An changed the subject. He took advantage of the situation and said: "In terms of literary competition, Chen Guo's team is led by veteran Nan Guo Ye, who has never done anything outstanding.

, I just picked up the wisdom of my predecessors, and the Master Ren from our side is almost the same. It’s a martial arts competition. Chen Guo sent a group of young elites over, and the real fight was a contest between juniors. At most, it was a question of Xuan Xuan.

.”

As he spoke, he sighed and his eyes became a little dazed, "This time in previous years was very lively. The content of the literary competition might even become a question in the imperial examination. The martial arts competition is not only for Qingying, but also for the Hongwu Group. At least it is a glimpse.

It’s a wonderful level, and there are even Hezhen masters.”

"Qingying? Hongwu?"

Liang An opened his eyes wide, looking curious. Even Li Zhaoxun's face became more serious, looking at Qi Shaoqing seriously, waiting for the answer.

Qi Shaoqing said: "Those under the age of twenty-five are called Qingying, and no matter how old they are, they are called Hongwu. I remember it was the year before last, when Chen Guo sent a thirty-year-old spy over to serve as the vanguard of Hongwu's group.

, won four games in a row, and finally it was Master Kushen of Miaojing who took action to suppress him. At that time, I happened to have watched the fight, and the excitement was not enough to be appreciated by outsiders."

"Kushen?" Li Zhaoxun frowned: "Isn't there only Kuxuan Taoist left in Miao Landscape? Why is there still a Kushen?"

Qi Shaoqing glanced at him and said with a smile: "Daxia Li knows a lot. He is indeed a master who went up to Tianzong Mountain to fight against Taoist Ku Xuan's four swords. It's just that Taoist Master Ku Shen has an extraordinary background. Taoist Ku Xuan accepted disciples on his behalf.

Count him as a mediocre person."

Extraordinary origin?

Liang An raised his eyebrows, but immediately looked at Li Zhaoxun.

He had never heard Li Zhaoxun talk about how he broke into Tianzong Mountain to resist the four swords of Taoist Ku Xuan!

Taoist Kuxuan is known as the number one master in the Yu Kingdom. He wields the Nine Swords of Yuntian in the Hezhen realm and is invincible. Li Zhaoxun can resist his four swords...

Wait! Master has been in the Liang family all these years, right? When did he break into Tianzong Mountain? And he said before that he had only seen masters who could see the secrets at most. This was just to fool me!

Seeing Liang An looking at him strangely, Li Zhaoxun turned away slightly, as if he didn't want to talk more about this topic.

Liang An made up his mind to touch Li Zhaoxun's bottom when he returned home, but he once again asked many questions about civil and military competitions and Zhongyang anecdotes, while raising a toast and changing glasses.

Soon, an hour passed. Liang An was a little drunk and his head started to feel dizzy. However, Qi Shaoqing and Li Zhaoxun were fine, and their expressions remained normal.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, but no one made a sound.

But when he heard the knock on the door, Qi Shaoqing curled up his lips and said with a smile: "Master Liang, Master Li, the way back is fine. I wonder if you two will continue to drink with me for a while, or go back and rest first?"

Liang An held his head and smiled bitterly: "I admire Mr. Qi's ability to drink. I have to withdraw first, otherwise I'm afraid I will make a fool of myself later."

After that, he stood up, said goodbye unsteadily, and left the box with the help of Li Zhaoxun.

Qi Shaoqing sent them downstairs, watched them get on the bus, and then returned to the third floor, only entering another box.

After sitting there for a while, he heard the box door being kicked open with a bang.

"Qi Shaoqing! What are you going to do?! If the Liang family doesn't die, I won't have a good life either!" Situ Jun roared and walked in the door.

Qi Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, pointed to an empty seat and said, "Sit down, there are some old friends coming later."

Seeing this, Situ Jun became even more angry, "Qi Shaoqing, you..."

"If you can't stay with Prince Mu, wouldn't it be the same if you came to the prince's place?" Qi Shaoqing suddenly interrupted Situ Jun and said with a smile: "You are not your father, so you don't have to hang yourself on Prince Mu's tree."

"Well said!"

A young man with an ordinary appearance but a rather noble temperament walked into the box and put his arm around Situ Jun's shoulders: "Aristocratic families in the world will never put all their eggs in a basket. Even if your Situ family is a single generation, you are the only one."

Son, since your father is with Prince Mu, why would you bother to follow him?"

…

The carriage swayed slowly through the noisy streets.

In the carriage, Liang An held his head, feeling that his consciousness had become a little confused and dizzy under the influence of alcohol, but the bumpy carriage made it impossible for him to fall asleep immediately and block these feelings. The purple air between his eyebrows simply exuded warmth.

The feeling of heat constantly relieved his discomfort.

I didn’t expect Chaoyang Yi Qigong to have such an effect. I didn’t experience it much yesterday. Maybe it’s because Qingxuan Tower is close to my home. I didn’t drink too much. I just went to bed when I got home, so I ignored it. Tsk! Maybe I won’t drink next time.

I won't drink any more. It makes me feel uncomfortable and does no good at all.

Muttering in his heart, Liang An opened the car curtain and looked out.

The bumpy car body prevented him from having a good rest, and he continued to feel depressed. He was worried that he would accidentally vomit all over the car, so he simply looked at the scenery outside.

There is nothing interesting to see outside the car, except for the residents with facades facing the street and pedestrians coming and going. At a glance, it seems to be the same as the streets of Le'an City, just more prosperous. If you are an ordinary Le'an person, you may think that

It was novel, and I sighed that Zhongyang was indeed the capital of the Yu Kingdom, bustling and bustling. However, as a modern time traveler, Liang An felt that this level was no more than the level of a modern county town.

But Liang An just wanted to distract himself and relieve his discomfort, which was quite satisfying.

Suddenly, the carriage passed by a man wearing Taoist robes. The Taoist turned his head and glanced, and his eyes met Liang An's. The two were very close.

For a moment, Liang An's expression froze, intense fear surged into his heart, and he quickly rushed to the other side of the carriage.
Chapter completed!