As long as Yue Qianqiu is willing, he can make friends with anyone, including the little fat man, and of course Li Chongming.???

But he was reckless and unscrupulous since he was a child. Even though he could not get rid of his identity as a fat man, he finally thought of an alternative way to pretend to turn against others, so he no longer had to worry about Li Yiming sticking to him all day long. All his diligence was devoted to the exams in his previous life and the hard work of martial arts in this life. He never did anything else but didn't do it.

Therefore, he only makes friends he likes, and most people rarely worry about it.

Bai Bufan is undoubtedly the one he likes. Influenced by Old Master Yue and Yan Xu, he has a sense of identity among the officials, the warriors who have worked hard to temper themselves, and the generals who are in front of him, and the men who are bloody, and those who only know it. He is a scholar who is a poet and song. He is naturally very hard at this moment when he fools Bai Bufan.

"Brother Bai, think about it, the most common scholars in Jinling City are scholars who talk big or children from aristocratic families who pay attention to retro style. Few people are willing to work hard to learn martial arts, let alone be against you. Are you willing to stay at home and feed your own people? You know, this time, this time, there are many masters from the sect gathering in Jinling."

Seeing Bai Bufan's heart-warming face full of unhidden hearts, it was obvious that his hands were itchy, Yue Qianqiu said in a straightforward manner: "Although the martial arts of fighting alone are different from the martial arts on the battlefield, it is better than if you can't find an opponent, right? As the head of Xuandao Hall, when you encounter such a grand event, you will probably have to come out to meet the representatives of various sects in person. If you go with me, are you still worried that you can't find someone to challenge?"

Bai Bufan has fully realized from the skillful methods of Yan Xu and Su Shiqi helping him heal his wounds just now that Yue Qianqiu's master's wife is indeed a master. Through the previous battle, his dissatisfaction with Yue Qianqiu was also thrown away. However, his father and grandfather have been guarding the prefectures for generations and sent him back to Jinling before because of the example set by Liu Jingxuan and Dai Jinglan.

Perhaps because they were worried that their family members would be plotted against again, or perhaps because of the court's intention, the two of them sent their family members to Jinling.

It was not until this time that Bai Bufan remembered that his father had warned him to keep a low profile before leaving and not cause trouble. Today, he went to the Princess Dongyang Mansion to challenge him, which was already a great violation of his father's order. He was sweating all over his back and couldn't help but hesitate: "But, I am not a disciple of Xuandao Temple. When I go with you, will anyone gossip about it..."

Yue Qianqiu had just figured out Bai Bufan's temper and knew that the person was really worried about the second half. He immediately said with a smile: "What is gossip? When they fart!"

Su Shiqi likes Yue Qianqiu's style of not being afraid of trouble, so he must say to the side: "Qianqiu is right, what are you afraid of at this age? You are not the seventies and eighties old people, you have to think about it everywhere and hide when you see things. Look at Old Master Yue, who is very old, is the oldest among the old men in the dynasty. When you roll up your sleeves when you encounter something, you are afraid of anything!"

After being teased by Yue Qianqiu and Su Shiqi, he saw Yan Xu smiling again, as if he thought he was timid and afraid of things. Bai Bufan couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, and immediately said loudly: "Okay, just go! I want to see if those so-called masters are just famous and can beat my seven-foot spear!"

"This is a good ambition!" Yue Qianqiu smiled, and then said with interest, "But I think you didn't have a good fight today, but I am the same. Although the martial arts field in the Princess's Mansion is large, the martial arts field in the Xuandao Hall in Shitou Mountain is even larger. You must be interested. If we make an appointment in the future, how about going there to discuss it?"

Bai Bufan was finally completely brought into the trap by Yue Qianqiu, and agreed without thinking: "Okay, I will definitely go!"

Seeing that Yue Qianqiu was clearly compatible with recruiting a special-identity general for Xuan Daotang, Su Shiqi quietly gave Yue Qianqiu a thumbs up, while Yan Xu was "old man comforted".

In the past, Yue Qianqiu still said that he would not inherit Xuan Daotang and would not be like Yue Xiaosi. But now over the years, who has spared no effort to help Xuan Daotang continue to grow? His apprentice is worth it!

He was happy for a moment. Yan Xu, who was entangled by a pair of twin sons in the past two years, suddenly pushed the handrail and stood up and said, "Today I am rare to see a young hero. My family Qianqiu has fought with you. Come on, I will also weigh the Bai family's marksmanship!"

If it were another wife, she would have been dumbfounded at this moment. But Su Shiqi not only did not object, but instead rolled up her sleeves and said, "What kind of weighing? Are you bullying the small ones by the big one? Come on, Bai Langjun, accompany me to try two moves. That guy's sword technique is exactly the same as Qianqiu, with great force and heavy, nothing is good to look at!"

Seeing that Bai Bufan was dragged to move his skills by the couple in a daze, Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but feel angry and funny. He knew very well that Bai Bufan's shooting skills were good, but when it fell into the hands of the couple who had nothing to do and had a quick improvement, he would definitely not be able to get any good. Therefore, he had no intention of watching, so as not to avoid the bullied boy turning back and being embarrassed and angry.

But when he rushed until the three of them were gone, he left the door alone, but when he heard Dashuang and Xiaoshuang slamming the door hard from the small dark room on the side, and the same sound: "Let me out..."

"Why are you imitating me? Humph, you obviously put the jasmine powder, not me!"

"You are so embarrassed to say that you put crickets in your father's shoes last time!"

Yue Qianqiu took out his ears helplessly, thinking more than once that Princess Dongyang, who wanted to hold her grandson the most, rarely stayed at home during the day. Is it because these twins are so troublesome that it is not good to be a grandma, or even worse.

Just as he was thinking about whether to block his ears to avoid being soft-hearted, he saw a servant stepping into the yard quickly.

When he arrived in front of Yue Qianqiu, the maid respectfully bowed and bowed: "Young Master Nine, this is an invitation to you."

Over the past six years, Yue Qianqiu has been rampant in Jinling City, as he wants, and is unscrupulous. He goes whenever he wants to go, and doesn't go when he can't. Old Master Yue doesn't care about him, Yan Xu doesn't care about him, even the emperor is too indulging, so no one wants to force him. Over time, everyone knows that the 9th Prince Yue is young and willful, and no one will give him invitations again.

So, at this moment, he couldn't help but frown: "Who gave it?"

The servant lady didn't know Yue Qianqiu's temperament. After presenting invitations with both hands, she could not help but smile and explain: "It was the winter meeting of the Imperial College. The person who came said that this was the hosted by Lord Zhou, the priest of the Imperial College, and he also expressed his feelings to the emperor. Even His Highness Ying and Prince Jia invited him, and the other famous and surnamed children in Jinling City also posted a post."

Yue Qianqiu didn't even raise his eyelids: "He wants to put gild on his face, but what does that have to do with me? I've told my grandfather a long time ago that I won't be abused when I am a student in the Imperial College!"

"Senior Brother is mighty!"

"The best thing is if you don't go to the Imperial College!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Qianqiu heard Dashuang and Xiaoshuang cheer and echo in the east wing room. He couldn't help but feel angry and funny. He immediately shouted: "Shut up, otherwise I'll let my master's wife keep you for two more hours!"

Seeing that the east wing finally became quiet, Yue Qianqiu stretched out his hand to the servant lady. When the person immediately presented the invitation with both hands, he took it and opened it. He couldn't help but frown into a knot, and he cursed a few times.

"Zhou Dakang is full and full! I feel that there are not enough students, so he goes to recruit children of ordinary people. Why do he have to let all the children of officials above the seventh rank and above go? He also wants me to study in the Imperial College for three years? I have masters, so why are they going to the Imperial College to listen to cliches?"

Under the free stock of Old Master Yue and Yan Xu, what Yue Qianqiu hated the most was being controlled. He was so angry that he took a deep breath, knowing that he had to go to this winter meeting.

Nowadays, the Imperial College is rated for 100 people, and they still have to be the children of officials above the seventh rank and above. They are quite precious. Therefore, some officials may be overjoyed when Zhou Dakang's expansion of recruitment, but he can't resist it and he doesn't like it at all! Moreover, most of the people in his own small circle are like him who don't like being controlled. Since that's the case, why should I be controlled?
Chapter completed!