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Chapter 173
Xiao Muran held a breath in his heart and his face slowly turned red.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

He started playing the piano at the age of six, and entered the palace at the age of nine. He is now in his thirties, has a good tune, and has never met an opponent. He is called a young master.

However, Yang Liang's piano music far surpassed his own. If he was fast, he would be fast, and if he was slow, he could also slow down.

Xiao Muran has never played the piano as freely as he does today, because the other party is 100% cooperating with him.

But I have never been as frustrated as I am today because the other party is taking care of me.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

There must be something wrong. He must be able to surpass the other party.

With a competitive spirit in mind, the faster his hands became, the more urgent the sound of the piano became.

This was difficult for Liu Su. The music was too urgent and too heavy, and she no longer knew how to perform the dance steps.

Zheng!
There was a crisp sound in everyone's ears, and everyone turned to look and saw Xiao Muran sitting there slumped, his hands were bloody, and the strings of the piano had been torn off.

Ouch.

Liu Su made a wrong step and fell to the ground.

At this moment, another sweet pipa sound sounded, like a pair of gentle hands gently lifting Liu Su up from the ground.

It also calmed everyone's panic.

Liu Su stood up again and danced slowly among the pipa.

The guests in the brothel also became quiet, their eyes enjoying the dancing Liu Su, and their ears enjoying the pipa music.

Everyone was immersed in the world of music, forgetting the troubles around them, and felt that the messy thoughts in their hearts were being sorted out bit by bit, and then emptied.

When the song ended, everyone had not yet recovered, as if they were still immersed in the world of music, savoring the aftertaste of music and dance.

"it is good!"

Zhao Qian was the first to stand up and applaud.

He suddenly remembered something and started to wink at the people around him.

The people of Stony Brook Society suddenly came to their senses, yes, today everyone is praising Xiao Muran, not Yang Liang.

If Yang Liang were to suppress him, where would the reputation of the Huangcheng academia be?

Everyone hurriedly winked at the dancers and singers in the brothel and started to start their previous arrangements.

But at this time, everyone suddenly realized that Xiao Muran, who had been sitting in front of the piano, was nowhere to be found.

"This……"

The girls were confused, not knowing whether to throw away the sachet and handkerchief in their hands, and who to throw it to.

They suddenly noticed Yang Liang sitting there, with his back straight, his long hair hanging down, and his eyes shining like stars.

Originally no one could ignore his existence.

What a handsome young man and a beautiful young man in troubled times.

The girls' love arose spontaneously in their hearts and they could no longer restrain themselves. They threw out the handkerchiefs in their hands and the sachets on their bodies.

Yang Liang suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing against his face. He raised his head and saw many pink and white objects falling towards him.

"Oops, can't we fight with words? We need to fight with force."

He took two, looked down and saw that they were the girl's handkerchiefs, embroidered with mandarin ducks and butterflies.

This time, the girls were even more excited and threw the things in their hands more vigorously.

Yang Liang had no choice but to avoid it and accept it. In the end, he had no choice but to accept it.

It wasn't very painful anyway.

Zhao Qian and Lu Chunran's faces turned green. It was over. Everyone was beating gongs and drums today. They planned to regain face for the Phoenix academic community, but in the end, Yang Liang sang the big show.

The girls around him gathered around Yang Liang.Even some scholars from Stony Brook Society were secretly impressed by his demeanor. They raised their glasses and leaned forward, thinking of making friends.

Yang Liang was not good at drinking alcohol, so he couldn't resist the hospitality at this time. After drinking a few glasses, his face turned red and he was almost drunk.

"OK OK."

Liu Su separated from the crowd and walked in. She shook the handkerchief in her hand and said, "Master Li is a guest from afar. Do you have to make him drunk?"

She turned around again, held Yang Liang's shoulders, and said, "Master Li, you are drunk. Come to my room to have a cup of hot tea and take a rest."

Zhong Yanshou's eyes lit up. He knew that Liu Su always kept people away from him, so what happened today.

Zhong Yanshou supported Yang Liang and said, "Mr. Li, I'll support you." "Just let me hold you. I won't bother you, Mr. Zhong." Liu Su said gently.

Zhong Yanshou coughed and said, "I'm drunk too, let me take a rest."

"The place here is quite big. Mr. Zhong can rest here." Liu Su said.

"Uh……"

Under Zhong Yanshou's envious eyes, Liu Su supported Yang Liang and left slowly.

Looking at the people around them, Zhao Qian and Lu Chunran were all stunned.

Yang Liang stole the spotlight today, so where can everyone put their faces?

"Wow!"

A discordant sound sounded, and Lu Chunran clutched her stomach and vomited again.

Time flies, and a few days have passed.

Yang Liang has been living in Zhongzhai, and people often write to invite him to banquets. He gathers with Huangcheng students to discuss and exchange poems. Among the many students, Yang Liang also becomes famous, and everyone starts to make friends with him. Yang Liang is proud.

On this day, it happened that Sibao Drug Store had a batch of goods to be delivered to the capital. Yang Liang decided to go with the convoy, which would save a lot of trouble on the road.

Zhong Changgeng repeatedly tried to persuade Yang Liang to stay, but Yang Liang was determined to leave. In the end, he had no choice but to prepare a set of expenses and send Yang Liang outside the city.

Today is a good day. The sky is sunny and the sun is warm on people.

The porters of the convoy were tying up the carriage and checking the medicinal materials on the carriage.

"Master Li..."

Sha Feiyan smiled and handed over to Yang Liang: "We have bumped into each other again. Let's have a good chat along the way."

Head Guard Zheng stood aside with an awkward expression. He didn't want to have anything to do with Yang Liang, but he had to tie them together.

Looking at Sha Feiyan again, the fight with Yang Liang was extremely passionate, and he wished he could chop off the chicken head on the spot.

At this time, Zhong Yanshou also came from a distance and said with a smile: "Dad asked me to go with you, so that we can have someone to look after us on the way."

Because the provincial examination was very loose this time and the Zhong family was extremely wealthy, even Zhong Yanshou had to change his status as a civil servant.

Zhong Yanshou asked him to go with Yang Liang, probably intending to let the two develop a relationship along the way.

The convoy was busy nervously, and the carriage was tied up in a short time.

As everyone was preparing to set off, another group of people came from a distance. Before they could get close, they shouted loudly:

"Master Li, go slow."

Zhong Yanshou felt nervous and thought to himself, these people must be here for revenge.

Because he couldn't compare with the article, he wanted to get it back with fists and kicks, so he came over in a hurry and beat Yang Liang hard before he left.

This group of people were all local scholars in Huangcheng, headed by the Shixi Academy, with Xiao Muran walking at the front of the group.

"Master Li, why don't we hurry up and hit the road." Zhong Yanshou said carefully, "If we don't leave, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."

It was too late, but it was fast. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Muran and others had arrived in front of the motorcade.

"Master Li, you just left without saying hello to us." Xiao Muran said with a sincere look.

"I also suddenly learned that I was going to leave. I don't want to disturb you. Please forgive me."

"what?"

Zhong Yanshou opened his eyes wide. Why did Xiao Muran not look like he was looking for trouble, but instead he had a pleasant conversation with Yang Liang.

"Mr. Li, please take a step forward. We will meet again in the capital in a few months." Xiao Muran cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Li, have a good trip."

Everyone behind him raised their hands and saluted Yang Liang.

Yang Liang clasped his fists in return, and amid the farewell sounds, the carriage slowly left.

After a while, Zhong Yanshou poked his head out of the carriage and was surprised to find that Xiao Muran and a group of people were still standing there, waving to Yang Liang.

"Master Li, look, they haven't left yet."

Lu Yuanyuan was drowsy with sleep. She also poked her head out at this time, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She pointed in the distance and said, "Look, someone is here again."

Zhong Yanshou looked intently and saw another group of people sitting on sedan chairs pouring out of the city gate. The first person was Liu Su.

She came out of the sedan, looked longingly at the direction Yang Liang was leaving, and waved her handkerchief goodbye helplessly.

In the sight of everyone saying goodbye, the motorcade gradually went away.

(End of this chapter)