Can You Call a Scholar A Villain?

Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 40

And Murong Lin alone provided meals in the palace.

Slept in his childhood yard by arrangement.

Murong Lin has nothing to see and spent most of his childhood in this small courtyard.

Waking up in the morning and looking at the dilapidated small courtyard, Murong Lin felt a little emotional, and then the spiritual power turned on, directly destroying the dilapidated courtyard and leaving.

A team of patrolling guards in the palace rushed over and asked, "Your Highness Third Prince, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Murong Lin waved his hand, He said indifferently: "It's okay, it's just that the cultivation deviation just happened, the yard is ruined, you can find someone to repair it."

A group of guards looked at each other in blank dismay, their foreheads slid down Several black lines.

cultivation deviation?

Can you exaggerate a little more?

But they didn't dare to stop the Third Prince, so they had to let the Third Prince leave.

Murong Lin looked casual, came to his sedan chair, and saw Uncle Bai standing there waiting for him.

Murong Lin waved his hand and said, "Let's go, go home first."

Just as he finished speaking, Uncle Bai stepped forward and handed Murong Lin an invitation letter , said respectfully: "Your Highness, this is an invitation letter sent by Wang Family Wang Renmei."

Murong Lin glanced at the blue invitation letter in Uncle Bai's hand, Divine Consciousness can be seen with a slight sweep.

Wang Renmei, also known as "Fairy Azure Pellet" in Simei in Beijing, is good at the art of pen and ink. Although his strength is not strong, his temperament is gentle and calm, and he is indifferent to the world. He is deeply admired by everyone.

She usually stays in the Wang Family, and occasionally comes to the most beautiful and elegant places in the capital to paint. At that time, thousands of people watch and attract attention.

In addition to her outstanding appearance, pure posture and charming eyes, Wang Renmei is deeply loved by men and women, and most people in Beijing admire her.

Murong Lin actually had an encounter with Wang Renmei. After drinking tea in the teahouse last time, he asked Uncle Bai to ask for some tea leaves. Later, he found out that the owner of the tea was actually Wang from the Wang Family. Renmei.

Now Wang Renmei has sent out invitations to invite some people to appreciate her paintings where she often paints.

But it's by no means that simple.

Murong Lin raised his brows slightly, thoughtful in his heart, and then said to Uncle Bai: "I won't go back to the house, go to Yafeng Xiaozhu."

Yafeng Xiaozhu This is the gathering place.

As the most beautiful place in the capital, this is not something you can enter with money.

But it's not a novelty for Wang Family Wang Renmei to book a venue here.

Murong Lin stepped out of the sedan chair and was led by a maid to a garden, which is full of Yan Country flowers. All kinds of flowers from all over the world can be seen here, and the green grass is also rendered. Get colorful.

In the center of the garden is a pavilion, the size of a two-story building. Wang Renmei sits at the top and draws, and beside her, a group of women gathers and chats on chirp chirp twitter twitter.

There are many seats and tables on the ground, with food and wine on them, and maids shuttled through them to serve the Young Masters present.

Murong Lin glanced around for a week, saw Ma Jianchou's table and walked over, sat down casually and asked, "What's going on? Why does Wang Renmei send us an invitation to paint today? Hey?"

Ma Jianchou said with a deep face: "Oh, this is a long story."

Murong Lin kicked over and said with a smile: "Give you a face?"

Ma Jianchou leaned forward, dodged the blow, smiled and rubbed his ass, and said, "I don't know either. Such a big deal happened recently. I didn't intend to go out, but when I heard that Wang Renmei sent the invitation letter in person, I naturally wanted to come!"

He glanced at the other three beside him and said: " Wang Renmei called out all the big and small famous second-generations in the capital, and even set up such a big venue by himself, I don't know what he wanted to do."

Li Mingdao saw Ma Jianchou using Looking at himself with disgust, he immediately scolded: "Fuck, fatty, what are you looking at? You look down on me, the poor second generation?"

Murong Lin shook his head, ignoring the quarrel between the two of them. looked towards Wang Renmei, who was painting with his head down on the second floor of the pavilion, and then glanced at the environment all around.

The people present are no longer divided into circles according to the previous relationship. After all, they were all distinguished by the princes they supported, but now there are no four princes at once, and a large group of people lost their backbone in an instant. very messy.

Murong Lin took a sip of wine, but thought about Wang Renmei's tea leaves.

<>At this time, Wang Renmei nodded, put down the brush in his hand, dried the ink on the painting, and then slowly lifted the painting up to show the sisters behind them, the sisters screamed wildly, The eyes of the audience were attracted.

Murong Lin wasn't interested in paintings, so he didn't embrace Wang Renmei's masterpiece. He sat cross-legged and suddenly felt a line of sight watching him behind him, and turned his head instantly. , but did not see the silhouette.

Looking at the attic behind, Murong Lin frowned and turned his head to think.

My Sixth Sense can never be wrong. It was definitely someone watching me secretly just now, and maybe everyone secretly watching.

Scanning with the Divine Consciousness of Myriad Forms Realm, I still can't find anything, either is much stronger than myself, or masters some kind of secret technique.

Murong Lin did not act rashly, but sat normally.

Wait.

He believes this is why Wang Renmei sent an invitation today to bring everyone together.

Finally, when the crowd around Wang Renmei slowly dispersed, she clapped and shouted: "Everyone, I believe you all know about the major event that happened recently. Today I call everyone here, It's just to discuss."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they chatted with each other.

“What does Fairy Azure Pellet mean? Do you want us to help find the Blood Spirit Society?”

“No way? Although the Blood Spirit Society is not strong, this time Having committed such a big thing, almost the entire Yan Country forces gathered in the capital to find trouble for the Blood Spirit Society. Where do we need us."

"That's right. I think the Blood Spirit Society this time There must be some big secret in going to Beijing!"

Wang Renmei looked at the discuss spiritedly of the underground people and said helplessly: "Although this matter has nothing to do with everyone, after all, find Blood sooner rather than later. The Spirit Society will be able to remove the danger as soon as possible. After all, the Blood Spirit Society is hidden in the capital like a fire thunder, and I hope to get everyone's help."

Someone asked: "Fairy Azure Pellet, then we How can I help you?"

Everyone looked towards the man who spoke eagerly, the man bowed his head shyly.

Wang Renmei raised slightly at the corner of his mouth, clapped his hands and said, "I still need someone's help in this matter.

Come out, Haimiao younger sister, Tang Mian younger brother.

Come out, Haimiao younger sister, Tang Mian younger brother.

p>

Also, His Highness Seventh Prince."*

Chapter 51: Dragon Hunting Ring

Behind everyone, in the attic that Murong Lin observed earlier, Slowly walk out of the three silhouettes.

There are two thin people on the left and right, supporting a very weak person in the middle.

It is Lu Haimiao, Tang Mian and Seventh Prince Murong Xing.

Lu Haimiao was wearing a neat and neat dress with a calm expression, while Tang Mian was wearing a white clothed, gloomy face, and lowered his head in silence.

The one who was supported by them was Murong Xing. He looked pale, as if he had been seriously injured and had not recovered.

Everyone stared blankly as the three slowly walked in front of them, silent.

Lv Haimiao and Tang Mian are okay, everyone is not very familiar with them.

But Seventh Prince Murong Xing is definitely familiar to many people.

Who doesn't know Murong Xing's civil and military skills?

Who doesn't know that Murong Xing disappeared in the low-lying valley?

Now, seeing a person who has disappeared or even has a great possibility of death appearing in front of him, everyone's thoughts were interrupted first, and then they slowly recovered.

"So, that's His Highness Seventh Prince? He's still alive!"

"My God! His Highness Seventh Prince is okay! I heard that the other three princes are all Confirmed dead."

"Bah! His Highness Seventh Prince heavens helps the worthy, God bless him."

"But why is he here? What? Why didn't he go back to the Imperial Palace first?"

Everyone discussed spiritedly and looked shocked. Some people who were friends with Murong Xing stepped forward to accompany him, asking for warmth, looking worried.

Murong Lin raised his brows, looked towards Tang Mian beside Murong Xing, just watched it for a while before continuing.

He is now sure that it was Tang Mian who was secretly watching him before.

After all, Tang Sect's Mental Force and hidden techniques are pretty good.

It's just that Murong Lin didn't expect Murong Xing to come out alive from the low-lying valley. He also met Tang Mian and came to the capital together.

Lv Haimiao and Tang Mian helped Murong wake up to Wang Renmei's side, Murong Xing sat down slowly, looked at everyone, slowly opened the mouth and said: "Murong Xing has seen everyone. ."

The following group of people hurriedly said nothing, and looked at Murong Xing eagerly, or concerned, or obsessed, or doubted, or calm.

Wang Renmei clapped her hands to calm everyone down, and then she said, "His Royal Highness Seventh Prince entered Beijing with younger sister Hai Miao and brother Tang Mian today, and is still seriously injured. And the real culprit behind the scenes, His Highness Seventh Prince and Tang Mian little brother already have a method to identify."

Tang Mian stepped forward slowly and raised a crimson spar in his hand.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, some people recognized and their faces were instantly pale, and Seventh Prince's eyes were also gloomy.

"What is this? It feels powerful?"

"I'm going! Could it be that thing? Dragon Divine Crystal stone!"

"This is the Dragon Divine Crystal?!"

Tang Mian looked at the crowd chatting and talking, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he stabilized, holding the Dragon Divine Crystal Said: "Yes, this is the Dragon Divine Crystal."

Then picked up a ring in his hand and said, "I made this with some breath inside the Dragon Divine Crystal. A dragon hunting ring can sense the breath of the dragon Divine Crystal, but at least it must be within 300 meters. The closer you get, the stronger the ring will emit light."

Tang Mian demonstrated it, and everyone understood it instantly.

Some wise people have already seen it and asked: "His Royal Highness Seventh Prince, don't you want us to find that dragon Divine Crystal?"

div>