Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng turned his head and saw An Nian with her hands on her waist, holding a pair of shocking weapons.

Her eyes widened on her beautiful face as she said, "Boy, what are you talking about? I don't smoke yellow cigarettes, so what does my figure have to do with the yellow cigarettes you sell?"

Ye Feng smiled apologetically and said, "It didn't matter before, but it will in the future. Senior Sister An, I was just about to discuss something with you!"

"what's up?"

"Become the female spokesperson for this shop! As long as you spread the word that your well-developed body is due to Huang Yan, I will give you an endorsement fee of 5,000 taels of silver per year..."

"Five thousand taels? I object! Ye Feng! I can also be the spokesperson!" Yue Yinling immediately became anxious when she heard that Ye Feng wanted to pay five thousand taels to ask An Nian to be the spokesperson.

As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. I can definitely earn these five thousand taels of silver!

Ye Feng curled his lips and said, "Sister Yin Ling, you can't do it!"

"Why can't I?"

Ye Feng pushed Yue Yinling to An Nian's side, and the two stood together.

Yue Yinling's facial features and long legs are indeed not inferior to An Nian's, and are even slightly better.

But in terms of body shape...

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at the upper bodies of the two, and said with a smile: "Sister Yue, now you understand why you can't do it.

In this situation, I just want to recite a poem..."

Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "Pray it for me."

Ye Feng said: "Looking from the side, it looks like a mountain, and from the front, it looks like a peak. It looks different from different distances and heights. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, I just want to suffocate in this mountain..."

"Good!" Fu Jinghong slapped his thigh and immediately gave a thumbs up.

Ye Feng whispered, "Get out!"

"okay!"

Fu Jinghong said with a smile: "I'll go check the registration situation first, you guys can chat slowly!"

After saying that, he walked towards the registration office in front with Dugu Changkong, chatting and laughing.

After the two men left, Qin Han smiled and said, "Junior Brother Ye is indeed a brilliant writer! He can compose beautiful sentences at will! Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, I was right, wasn't I? Our Junior Brother Ye has grown up!"

Ye Feng certainly knew that Qin Han was full of hostility towards him because of Shangguan Lan's matter.

He immediately waved his hand and said, "Brother Qin, you're too kind. I just said a few random words. I'm not a very talented writer. I don't even recognize a bunch of big characters."

Qin Han said, "Brother Ye, don't be so modest. The two poems you wrote for my cousin are now widely circulated.

Many people thought you copied them. One disciple took the poems to the mortal world to consult many Confucian scholars. Those great scholars all applauded your two poems and said that these two poems had never been published in the world before, and they were undoubtedly written by Junior Brother Ye himself!

The fair-skinned Li Yuhai smiled with narrowed eyes, "I've also heard of those two poems. 'Once you've seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; once you've seen Mount Wu, all other clouds are but mounds.' It's simply wonderful beyond words."

Liu Changyuan gently shook his bangs and said with a smile: "That's nothing. Compared to the two poems that Junior Brother Ye wrote for Junior Sister Shangguan, I like Junior Brother Ye's other one better."

"Another song?" Qin Han and others were stunned.

Liu Changyuan actually pulled out a folding fan from his sleeve and opened it with a click.

His movements were graceful and elegant. The little girls beside him, Fang Ning, Zhou Qing, and Qi Yao, almost screamed, and their eyes were tearful when they looked at Liu Changyuan.

Liu Changyuan gently waved his folding fan, looked around at everyone, and said, "I didn't know that Junior Brother Ye once wrote several popular poems in the ancestral land of the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

One of them I really like.

The world is out of my generation, and the years are reminded as soon as I enter the world.

In the chat and laughter of Huangtu Hegemon, life is a drunken experience.

He raised his sword, mounted his horse and swung his sword to rain down ghosts, and the white bones turned into mountain birds startled and flew away.

The world is like a tide and people are like water, I only sigh that few people return to the rivers and lakes."

Liu Changyuan's outfit is very similar to that of a free and unrestrained man of the world.

His voice was slightly magnetic, low and hoarse, and when he recited the poem, it was much more artistic in meaning than Ye Feng's, who was still immature.

"hiss……"

"babble……"

The people around were filled with surprise and doubt, and they all looked at Ye Feng with disbelief and surprise.

Ye Feng was also confused.

what's the situation?

How did Liu Changyuan know this poem, and how did he know that he had composed it in the ancestral land of the Bamboo Forest?

The only one who knows this secret should be Yun Shuang'er.

Could it be that Yun Shuang'er is having an affair with Liu Changyuan?

No way, Yun Shuang'er looks quite honest. Could it be that her private life is very chaotic?

Miao Xiaorou said, "Fourth Senior Brother, stop joking. Ye Feng is nothing. The farthest he's ever been is the Fairy Valley at the foot of the mountain. He's never been in the martial arts world. How could he possibly write a poem like this that only someone who's experienced martial arts could write?"

Liu Changyuan smiled mysteriously and said, "Junior Brother Ye, am I kidding?"

Ye Feng felt that Liu Changyuan's eyes had a deeper meaning.

He frowned slightly.

Then he slowly shook his head, his face a little bitter, and said: "Senior Brother Liu...you are right, this song "Jianghu" was written by me.

But I'm very surprised that not many people know that this poem came from my mouth. I wonder how Senior Brother Liu got to know it?"

Liu Changyuan gently waved his folding fan and said with a smile, "I heard about it a few days ago, too."

Ye Feng asked, "What else did Senior Brother Liu hear?"

Liu Changyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "I also heard that Junior Brother Ye made four other sentences."

"Which four?"

"Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all eternity..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the area within a radius of more than ten feet fell into complete silence.

Ye Feng's face gradually darkened.

Liu Changyuan didn't seem to notice Ye Feng's strange expression. He smiled at everyone and said, "Our Junior Brother Ye is not only good at eating, drinking, gambling, and flirting with girls, he is also a young hero with a wealth of knowledge and ambition.

These four lines of poetry could not have been written by someone without a broad mind and great ambition. They are enough to make them famous through the ages and live on forever.

The contemporary poetic god is none other than Junior Brother Ye! "

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

Everyone stared at Ye Feng.

Many people had their mouths slightly open and looked dazed.

If someone else said this, people would naturally not believe it.

However, Liu Changyuan is the fourth disciple of the head master, and his words are very credible.

Moreover, Ye Feng just admitted that the poem that saw through the nature of the world but was unable to control himself was written by him.

How is this possible?

Ye Feng grew up with them.

This guy... there's no way he knows so many words!

Ye Feng stared at Liu Changyuan.

He originally thought that Li Yuhai was not easy to deal with and was a smiling tiger, so he had to stay away from him in the future.

Now it seems that Liu Changyuan is the one who is really not to be trifled with.

What kind of vision does the head master have? The disciples he accepts are more perverted than each other.

Ye Feng now couldn't figure out how Liu Changyuan knew about these two poems.

I don’t know what Liu Changyuan’s intention was in saying this in public?

This is the first time I meet him...

wrong……

Ye Feng's heart moved. What he thought was his first time was only in the past six months.

The original owner must have known Liu Changyuan.

Were they enemies or friends in the past?

Also, Yue Yinling had said before that Liu Changyuan worked at the Transmission Institute.

The chief elder of the Transmission Institute is Qi Yao's grandmother, Xuan Chi Zhenren...

But everyone knows that Xuan Chi Zhenren, as the master's uncle, is just a figurehead and rarely interferes in the specific matters of the Transmission Institute.

The person who really holds the power in the Transmission Institute now is the eldest brother Dugu Changkong.

Liu Changyuan must be Dugu Changkong's man.

Ye Feng couldn't help but glance at Dugu Changkong not far away, and seemed to understand something.

It seems that Dugu Changkong is behind this matter.

"What is the intention of the eldest brother?"

Ye Feng couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, Miao Xiaorou walked up to Ye Feng in a rage, pointed at his nose and shouted, "You little bastard! I knew you were being insincere towards me! You're such a talented writer, and you even wrote poems for Shangguan. Why didn't you write one for me when you were pursuing me? I'll kick you to death!"

Men will never understand women's minds.

They compare their figures, faces, hair, and toes...

It also compares the number and quality of suitors.

When Ye Feng pursued Miao Xiaorou, he was just like a dog-skin plaster, clinging to her and making it impossible to get rid of her.

However, when Ye Feng was pursuing another girl, he was very good at writing poetry.

As the only female disciple of the headmaster, Miao Xiaorou is a true pride of heaven.

Feeling her self-esteem was hurt, she turned into an angry little tiger and pounced on Ye Feng viciously.

Ye Feng quickly hid in the crowd, begging for mercy.

The originally quiet and serious atmosphere immediately became lively again.

Li Yuhai walked forward with a smile and held Miao Xiaorou.

He smiled and said, "Little Junior Sister, stop making trouble. There are so many people watching. It will have a bad influence."

Miao Xiaorou said bitterly, "Ye Feng, I'll spare you today, but you must write me ten poems individually, and each one must be better than the one you wrote for Shangguan! Otherwise, I'll break your legs! Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, let's go!"

After saying that, she pulled Li Yuhai and Liu Changyuan towards the eldest senior brother.

Qin Han and Lin Yi had complicated and surprised expressions, as if they had not yet recovered from the shock of learning that Ye Feng was a great poet.

After Miao Xiaorou and the others had gone far away, the two of them looked at each other and followed them.

As soon as these disciples left, the situation got out of control.

Fang Tong said with great sorrow: "Ye Feng! You thief can actually write poetry! How can you write poetry! Why do you want to write poetry! We are good brothers who grew up together, are you going to let us live or not?"

Ben Lei beat his chest and stamped his feet, shouting, "I knew you must have been studying secretly! Using poetry to pick up girls... Such a great idea! And you actually kept it for yourself! My heart aches, my lungs ached..."

"Ye Daba, I misjudged you! I didn't expect that a scholar would sneak into our team..."

"I want to sever all ties with you..."

"Scum! Scum! Disgrace our bully!"

……

Yue Yinling pulled Ye Feng to her side and said, "Ye Feng, oh no, Brother Feng, Brother Feng... don't listen to them, I think men who read are the most attractive!

Are you feeling it now? If so, give me two songs...

You don't know, but because of those two poems you wrote a while ago, Shangguan has become the most famous female disciple in the Yunhai Sect, almost eclipsing Yunshuang'er...

We are good friends, I call you Brother Feng, so please sing two songs for me!"