Sheng Fu

Chapter 35 What Do You Want To Be?
A young man on the cusp is both a good thing and a bad thing.

Gu Yong smiled and said: "Unless you encounter a big thing outside, I won't be generous."

"You thought I would be interested in Fuyao. In fact, that woman doesn't mean anything at all. She claims to be an empress, and her strength is true, but she hasn't heard any news from men over the years."

"Always guarded like a jade, living as a statue, a symbol, even though it is admired by thousands of people, but only she knows how lonely she is in her heart."

"This kind of woman is the most difficult to get. Even if you get it, it won't be interesting."

Yuwenjun didn't admire Gu Yong at first, but now he does.

This strange third elder looked at women too thoroughly.

Yu Wenjun asked curiously, "I've never heard of any woman you were involved with? Could it be that you are also a statue, but this statue is more lively."

Gu Yong was immediately unhappy, his eyes widened and he said, "Little guy, I have something to do with someone, and I have to tell you, are you my father? Or my mother?"

Yu Wenjun said with a guilty conscience: "Just chat, just chat casually."

Gu Yong said angrily: "Tell you one thing, your good friend Zhang Benchu ​​violated the rules of Bailu Academy and has been expelled from the academy."

"Li Xiunian came to me, and I agreed to it, because you entered the White Deer Pavilion and will represent the academy to compete for eight Gus. You are considered to be out."

The young people who entered the White Deer Academy were expelled again, which was a big blow.

Yu Wenjun was silent for a while, he knew that Gu Yong could keep Zhang Benchu, but Gu Yong and Zhang Benchu ​​had no friendship at all, and for Gu Yong, there was no need for that.

After careful calculation, this is just Yu Wenjun's private matter.

"Where did he go?" Yuwenjun asked.

Gu Yong replied, "I do hard work in the Cheshui Alley south of the Imperial Capital."

Just as Yu Wenjun was about to get up and leave, Gu Yong said bluntly: "This time period is a bit sensitive, it's best not to go to your friends, you might pass some of the guilt on your back."

Yuwenjun smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, senior is good at calculating."

Gu Yong smiled proudly and said, "It's also for his own good. With materials like his, it's not suitable to survive in the academy, and he won't be able to compete with the children of high-stakes families, and it's not necessarily a pearl in the streets."

"After Nanjiang Cannon Hammer and Yunlongbu practice some time, he can join a gang, or establish a gang by himself. He already has his own foundation, so there is no need to chase the height of the temple."

"It's better to be a little more dashing. When you're young, you're not dashing. When you get older, you won't have that kind of opportunity."

After Yu Wenjun tasted it carefully, he felt that what the senior said was very reasonable. Zhang Benchu's life was too depressing, maybe it was a good thing for him.

It's just that in a short period of time, I can't explain it to the villagers and elders who are still in the countryside of Nanjun.

The green plum forest is not big, but people have a lot of hearts, otherwise Zhang Benchu ​​would not have left the academy.

Yuwenjun said: "His Royal Highness King Ping will handle the matter of my drawing of the sword against Empress Fuyao. Will Fuyao be very unhappy when he finds out about it?"

Gu Yong shook his head complacently and said, "No, people like that would never care about these things. A woman is lonely to the extreme, and her heart will not be too small. Helping you become famous can be regarded as an elegant person."

"If she cares about this matter, it's not her."

Yuwenjun pondered: "For raising hope?"

Gu Yong raised his head to look at Yuwenjun, almost picked up the teacup and splashed Yuwenjun with tea, and said unhappily, "You have always been very smart, little brat, why are you confused at this time."

"Fuyao, like me, doesn't care about other people's evaluations, let alone other people's hatred."

"She's already famous, so you don't need to raise hope, and you can just go with the flow."

"You are still young, don't be sullen, and you are not a material that can govern the country."

Yuwenjun suddenly realized that he had lost the game.

He got up and bowed slightly: "I'll go back to the White Deer Pavilion first."

Gu Yong said angrily: "The Banquet of Eight Gus, don't let me down."

"After a while, people from the Seven Laws of the North and the Five Judes of Nanshan will come to the imperial capital in sequence, and there will be a small party in front of the Banquet of Eight Gus. At that time, some big people will appear. Just be yourself, and someone will provoke you. , it will show its edge.”

As Yuwenjun walked, he waved his hand to the sky.

Gu Yong looked at Yu Wenjun's back and smiled happily: "Little brat, whether you want to face the storm in the future, you have to face it."

White Deer Pavilion.

After the rain, the sky is fine, the autumn colors are born, and the thick green leaves are about to turn yellow.

Back in the Qinglong courtyard, Yuwenjun leaned lazily against the pillars of the pavilion, and the two maids, Bizhu and Baguio, brought some fruit snacks with winks.

Baguio said, "Young Master came back from going out and looked a little tired. Should you go and cook some nourishing soup for Young Master?"

Yu Wenjun shook his head and smiled: "I'm still young, I don't need to make up my body, just peel some grapes for me."

The two maids smiled and started to peel the grapes.

Yu Wenjun thought to himself that such a small life should be what Zhang Benchu ​​dreamed of.

This person just left, Yu Wenjun was naturally uneasy in his heart, but he had nothing to do. It is not for anyone to violate the rules.

The grapes have a little alcohol smell, and they taste just right. Yuwenjun doesn't like to eat sweet and sour grapes, so he likes grapes with a little alcohol smell.

Liu Qinghua came jumping from the outside.

When I saw Yuwenjun's playful style, I didn't like it, nor did I dislike it.

Frowning: "Why don't you say hello to me when you eat grapes?"

Yuwenjun gestured: "Sit down and say, your grapes are indispensable."

Liu Qinghua sat next to Yuwenjun and said, "I know you and Sister Peiyao went out, was it fun?"

Yuwenjun heard Liu Qinghua's grievance and knew that everything was a coincidence, and Jing Peiyao had been pushing the boat along the way.

"How's the Qingming Sword Qi?" Yuwenjun asked.

Liu Qinghua frowned and said, "Although I have broken through the bottleneck, I always feel that I am not happy and lack some important quality."

Yuwenjun said calmly: "Either murder is broken, or your understanding is not enough."

"What is the style of Master's Qingming sword qi, you should have seen it, and what inspiration did you get?"

Liu Qinghua pursed his lips and said, "I came to you to talk about light topics, not such heavy topics."

Yuwenjun ate a grape, and said in a disturbed mood: "In a few days, there will be many things, and King Ping will invite us to play as a guest. This tour is just to show sincerity and goodwill to our members of Bailu Pavilion, and it has nothing to do with the banquet, but we You still have to stick to your heart.”

"Master does not expect you to be one of the eight Gus, but I also hope that you will have a different brilliance. Although the brilliance is not dazzling enough, at least you have it."

Liu Qinghua said aggrievedly: "Even you trained me like this."

Yuwenjun said: "We have no choice. Xu Huanshan, Xiao Chu and the others will definitely spare no effort to gain some benefits and gain a good future for themselves. As for you, a good reputation is enough."

Liu Qinghua was once again confused, she really never thought about what kind of person she would become...

(End of this chapter)