In the East China Sea Academy, countless people gathered towards the central square of the academy, but above the Seventh Palace, it became much deserted.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng did not go there, but were in the courtyard.
But at this time, Yi Xiang came.
Moreover, it was not only Yi Xiang, but also Ye Futian was stunned when he saw the people behind him, then smiled and stepped forward: "Teacher, Aunt Tang, why are you here?"
"She brought what you asked Tang Wan to tell me. I heard that there will be big changes in the East China Sea Academy now, because I want to come and see the final appearance of the East China Sea Academy." Tang Lan said, what Yi Xiang asked Ye Futian to tell Tang Lan. , Ye Futian asked Tang Wan to tell Tang Lan.
Tang Lan looked at Yu Sheng again and said, "Will you become my junior brother from now on?"
Yu Sheng smiled honestly and shouted: "Senior sister."
"Um..." Ye Futian felt something was wrong: "This relationship seems a bit messy. In this way, wouldn't the rest of my life be a generation higher than me? No, no, no."
"Everyone has their own business." Tang Lan glared at him: "I heard that you were very arrogant after entering Donghai Academy. You broke into Prince Luo's Mansion, beat Zhou Mu, killed the genius of Ziwei Palace, and even went to Nandou Family. Very Chic?"
Ye Futian gave a trembling smile. The teacher and Tang Lan would definitely keep an eye on the goings-on in the academy.
"Have you met your master's wife?" Hua Fengliu asked.
"Well, teacher, my wife has never forgotten you." Ye Futian nodded. Then he felt something was wrong. He turned his eyes and saw Tang Lan looking at him with a smile. Ye Futian shuddered and immediately shut up and behaved. It’s difficult.
"Take me to see your master." Hua Fengliu said again. Ye Futian glanced at Yi Xiang and heard Yi Xiang say: "The Seventh Palace Conference will be held soon. I have to go there. Ziwei Palace must be empty now." Now, you master and disciple should be able to go up."
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, walked forward and turned his back on Hua Fengliu. The wind spell came and wrapped his body, and then the two of them rose into the air.
In the void, Hua Fengliu asked again: "Your wife, how is she doing?"
"Well, other than missing you, everything else is fine. After meeting me, I said that Teacher, you have such a good vision for accepting such an outstanding disciple as me." Ye Futian said with a smile. He did not tell the teacher what Nandou Wenshan said to him. If The teacher knew that his wife had been living like a zombie for the past few years, so she would definitely feel very uncomfortable.
"We haven't seen each other for many days, and you have become thicker-skinned. How can you not be kicked out of the house in front of your master?" Hua Fengliu said calmly, already accustomed to Ye Futian's shamelessness.
"How is it possible? When I left, my wife said that she would betroth the goblin to me." Ye Futian said.
"Really?" Hua Fengliu asked.
"Teacher, do you think I would make such a joke?"
Hua Fengliu said with a smile: "I believe it, Aiwujiwu. It seems that your master's wife's feelings for me are still the same as before."
"What does Aiwujiwu mean? I am too good, okay? How can you always be more narcissistic?" Ye Futian said speechlessly. Isn't this too shameless? The reason why his wife likes him is that he loves Wu Ji Wu
"You don't have any idea?" Hua Fengliu's voice was cold, and Ye Futian admitted defeat: "Teacher, it seems that I will never be able to surpass you."
Of course, he was referring to the level of narcissism.
"Don't underestimate yourself. Being able to crush Zhou Mu proves that I still have good vision." Hua Fengliu said with a faint smile.
"It's not easy to be praised by you. So you are very satisfied with defeating Teacher Zhou Mu?" Ye Futian said with a smile.
"It's very cool." Hua Fengliu responded lightly, and a bright smile appeared on Ye Futian's face. Although he couldn't cure the teacher's injury, he at least did something for the teacher.
In Ziwei Palace, in the courtyard where Mr. Qin is, when Ye Futian and Hua Fengliu came here, they only heard the melodious sound of the piano. Mr. Qin was playing the piano alone. His ten fingers were all calloused, but his fingering skills were exquisite and stable. White-haired, elegant and gentle, he didn't seem to know anyone was coming, and he still played quietly, as if his whole person was immersed in the sound of the piano.
The sound of the piano gradually subsided, and as the strings trembled, Qin Lao stopped, then turned his eyes and looked at Ye Futian and Hua Fengliu with a smile.
"Fengliu, you're here." Qin Lao smiled kindly. Hua Fengliu, who was supported by Ye Futian, bent his knees, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old man, his head hitting the ground heavily.
When he raised his head, his eyes were red, and his hoarse voice sounded: "Disciple is unfilial. I haven't been able to see you for so many years."
I recall that when I first saw Mr. Qin and became his disciple, Mr. Qin was in good spirits. Even when he left, Mr. Qin was not the same as he was now. I didn’t expect that when I saw my teacher again after so many years, the old man was actually in his twilight years, as if The lamp may run out at any time.
"Fengliu, get up." Qin Lao's voice was serious. Hua Fengliu kowtowed again, then stood up with Ye Futian's support and said, "This disciple has failed the teacher's expectations."
"I am very satisfied that master and apprentice can meet again in this life. I don't need to say these things anymore." Mr. Qin laughed again and said gently: "What's more, I like Jieyu and Futian very much. They are two little guys. They are all very good, Futian is more talented than you."
Hua Fengliu said with a smile: "This kid's talent is okay, but he has a naughty temper. He didn't make the teacher angry."
"How come, Futian has a better temper than you." Mr. Qin looked at Ye Futian and smiled: "He and Xie Yu are also a good match. You and Wenyin should support them more and don't let them follow your old path again."
"Disciple understands." Hua Fengliu nodded and glanced at Ye Futian beside him. He saw Ye Futian's proud smile, and Hua Fengliu glared at him.
"Futian." Mr. Qin looked at Ye Futian again and said, "I am old and can't do many things. Your teacher's injury depends on you."
"Master, don't worry. As long as I live, I will definitely find a way to cure the teacher." Ye Futian nodded seriously.
"Silly boy, don't say bad words, and you will naturally live a good life." Mr. Qin glared at Ye Futian.
"Master has the final say." Ye Futian smiled and nodded: "Master, you must also take care of your health. From now on, I will marry you in peace, and Master, you will be the witness."
"Okay, okay..." The old man smiled very happily and kept nodding.
"Teacher, you must have had a difficult time in Ziwei Palace these years." Hua Fengliu looked at the aging old man in front of him: "Why don't you leave here with your disciples."
"Fengliu, your teacher has spent most of his life in Ziwei Palace. No matter how Ziwei Palace changes, I am still a member of Ziwei Palace after all. I am about to be buried. Where can I go?" Qin Lao smiled and shook his head.
"Master, I'm afraid Donghai Academy will change after today. Do you really not consider leaving?" Ye Futian also advised.
After hearing his words, Qin Lao looked into the distance. Although he did not go out, he knew what happened in Donghai Academy and sighed secretly in his heart.
… …
While Ye Futian and the others were chatting in Ziwei Palace, countless figures from Donghai Academy gathered in the central square.
At this moment, the place is crowded with people, and the surrounding stands are full of guests. Big figures from the Seven Palaces are sitting in the middle of all directions, the most conspicuous. In addition, there are many figures from Donghai City's aristocratic families.
Those who are qualified to sit down all have extraordinary status.
But no matter who it is, most of their eyes are focused on the same position at this moment.
In the direction of the main seat, that is, where the strong man of Ziwei Palace is, a figure walked to the top position. He stood there casually, but like an emperor descending to the world, he looked around the crowd, his bright eyes revealing With an aura of overlooking the world, beside him were Hua Xiang, the lord of Ziwei Palace, and Xia Feng, the lord of Donghai Palace.
"Is that the prince? He is indeed an extraordinary warrior and a born emperor." Everyone looked at Luo Junlin. His temperament was so outstanding that it made people feel difficult to get close to him, and his aura was too strong.
Countless figures stood up one after another, bowed in that direction and shouted: "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince, and paying homage to Prime Minister Hua."
Luo Junlin's eyes were extremely calm, without any waves, he glanced at everyone and said calmly: "Sit down."
After that, he took the seat first, and then everyone else took their seats one after another.
They knew that the young man sitting there now would be the king of Nandou Kingdom and rule the world in the future.
Luo Junlin not only has a noble status, but his temperament, appearance, and talent are all as dazzling as his status. Countless young women have flashes of brilliance in their beautiful eyes, vaguely hoping for something.
"The prince's temperament is much better than that of Zhou Mu." Xiao He, who was standing next to Lin Xiyue in the direction of the Lin family, muttered. The most outstanding young man she had ever seen was Zhou Mu, a disciple of the Painting Sage.
"Senior Painting Saint is there, and Zhou Mu is also there." Xiao He looked at the figure next to the Palace Master of Ziwei Palace, and it turned out to be Painting Saint. Zhou Mu stood quietly behind Painting Saint.
Lin Xiyue's beautiful eyes looked at the crowd, as if looking for something, but she did not see him. He was practicing in Wuqu Palace, but the disciples of Wuqu Palace did not see him either.
At this moment, in the direction of Ziwei Palace, Deputy Palace Master Han Mo stood up and took a step forward. He stretched out his hands upwards. Suddenly, the sounds in the vast space gradually subsided and became quiet.
"His Royal Highness the Prince and Hua Xiang came to our Donghai Academy in person. This is an honor that our Donghai Academy has never had in its more than three hundred years of history. A few years from now, what happened today will surely be recorded in the history of the Donghai Academy. ." Han Mo spoke loudly and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Prime Minister Hua have high hopes for our Donghai Academy. Therefore, today's Seventh Palace Conference is convened. With this opportunity, all the Seventh Palace disciples of my Donghai Academy will have the opportunity. Show off your talents in front of His Royal Highness."
Everyone's eyes flickered, each with their own thoughts. Before Ye Futian blocked the door, Ziwei Palace and Tianfu Palace often provoked the disciples of other palaces, perhaps to build momentum, but Ziwei Palace did not expect that all this would be broken by Ye Futian. .
Now, taking advantage of the opportunity of the prince and Hua Xiang's arrival, Ziwei Palace launched the Seventh Palace Conference, and its purpose is no longer a secret.
Of course, there are still many people who are eager to take advantage of the opportunity to perform in front of the prince and Prime Minister Hua. After all, for ordinary disciples of Donghai Academy, whether the seven palaces of Donghai Academy exist side by side or merge, it has nothing to do with them!
(End of chapter)