I Don't Know Martial Art Chapter 47

Chapter 47 - Flat Cloud

When Xiang Jinghong brought Xiang Yun and the maidservant Lin Wan'er to the Spring Pavilion, other than the people from before, there were two more people inside. They were Lin Feng and Wang Shouyi, who had been announced as they entered the pavilion.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door, the two of them simultaneously turned to look at Xiang Jinghong. When they saw the youth beside him, who looked about seventy to eighty times similar to Xiang Jinghong, the two of them were stunned for a moment. However, the youth called Lin Feng immediately came to their senses.

The latter cried out in alarm, "Xiang!" When the words reached his mouth, Lin Feng abruptly halted his words, hurriedly bowing with both hands towards Xiang Yun.

"I pay my respects to the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shouyi immediately reacted, bowing towards Xiang Yun with a humble and courteous smile.

Seeing the two of them pay their respects, Xiang Yun's gaze landed on Lin Feng's face for a few more moments. Suddenly, he recalled that in the first class of the National Academy, there was a youth who had a look of superiority and a merciful aura on his face. This youth was his schoolmate Lin Feng in the Orthodox Academy all those years ago.

In Xiang Yun's memories, he had not interacted much with this Lin Feng back then at the Orthodox Academy, but his impression of him was very poor. This fellow's literary talent was somewhat, he just liked to posture too much, and he had to pretend that he understood everything.

Towards this kind of pretentious person, Xiang Yun's main goal was to see who was the best at acting. I'll also act, and see who can act the same.

With just an indifferent glance at Lin Feng, Xiang Yun acted as if he was looking at the air, directly passing by the two of them without saying a word.

Seeing that Xiang Yun was actually ignoring him like this, Wang Shouyi continued to have a humble smile on his face, not a single hint of dissatisfaction on his face. Meanwhile, Lin Feng's gaze immediately turned dark, his heart surging with dissatisfaction and anger.

"This useless person who does not know any martial arts, even though his family background is a little better, he cannot write or fight, and he still dares to put on airs in front of me!" When Lin Feng had first entered the first class of the Orthodox Academy by virtue of Xiang Yun's status as Crown Prince, he had always been disdainful of the latter.

Later on, after Xiang Yun was expelled from the academy, Lin Feng's contempt for him had reached its peak. At this moment, because of his status and pride, he was actually willing to lower his head to this popinjay and be ignored. This caused Lin Feng to feel incomparably humiliated.

However, Xiang Yun didn't care in the slightest about his dissatisfaction. At this moment, Xiang Yun and Xiang Jinghong had arrived at the banquet together, and there was an extra chair placed for Xiang Yun.

Seemingly in order to be able to discuss things a little closer with Xiang Yun, Xiang Yun's seat was coincidentally arranged at the top of Wang Wen Jing's table. Seeing that there was an empty seat left for him, Xiang Yun didn't even think before walking forward and sitting down on his chair with a flourish, preparing to get someone to pour him some wine.

Suddenly, Xiang Yun felt an incomparably cold aura that caused goosebumps to rise all over his body. It came from his side, causing him to uncontrollably shiver!

Xiang Yun turned his head to look, but this gaze did not scare his soul out of her wits.

Next to him was a girl wearing a long blue dress with flowing water and smoke. She wore a brocade hairpin and had a goose-like neck. She had a beautiful face and a cold demeanor.

She was using a pair of baleful eyes to stare at him. That bone-chilling, bone-chilling feeling that felt like she was falling into an icy cave was coming from her body!

"You … you … you are …" Xiang Yun looked at the woman beside him and could not help but widen his eyes as he pointed at her. He did not say anything for a long time, but the image of the Goddess of Death holding a longsword and snatching her life constantly echoed in his mind!

"Hehe, Cousin, what's wrong? You don't know your cousin anymore? Haven't we just met today?" Xiang Fei's voice was as gentle and pleasant as a jade plate dropping a pearl. Her expression was also amiable as she spoke, even carrying a kind smile. From the looks of it, she really did seem like a cousin who was concerned about her younger brother.

However, the latter's icy cold eyes gave Xiang Yun a sense of danger that was akin to a thorn in his back.

"Uh, a cousin. I really didn't recognize you when you put on your clothes." Xiang Yun stuttered in nervousness.

"Hiss!" As soon as he said this, Xiang Yun regretted it, because he discovered that Xiang'er's expression was as cold as hail in winter. Not only was it icy cold, but it also carried with it an aura of destruction.

The latter was holding an ivory chopstick in her hand. Unknowingly, she had already placed her hand on the soft sword at her waist that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

"Cough cough, Father. Why did you call me here?"

Just as his aura seemed to have stagnated, Xiang Yun suddenly turned to look at the head seat, asking.

Xiang Tian, who was seated at the head seat, was startled upon hearing this. His deep eyes stared at Xiang Yun but he did not say anything.

It was not only Xiang Tian. Actually, the moment Xiang Yun walked into the room, everyone's gazes unconsciously focused on him, their eyes filled with a peculiar expression.

It was only at this moment that Xiang Yun's attention was completely focused on his cousin who was emitting killing intent. He turned his head to look at his Imperial Father and discovered that everyone's gazes were focused on him.

Xiang Yun felt a little strange in his heart. He subconsciously stroked his face, thinking, could it be that there's something wrong with it?

Amidst his astonishment, the Left Premier Wang Wen Jing, who was sitting beside Xiang Yun, stood up. He looked at Xiang Yun, then at Wang Shouyi and Lin Feng, who were bowing to the side.

We have already picked out three of the hundred poems from these poems. We believe that they are the three best poems written for this birthday banquet, and one of them is you, Wang Shouyi, and Lin Feng, who wrote them.

Lin Feng and Wang Shouyi straightened their bodies at the same time when they heard his name. Both of them were slightly excited in their hearts.

The latter was a country that was now the prime minister, and was also the head of the Orthodox Academy. If the latter could remember his name and raise it a little in the future, it would be a beautiful affair that added wings to the tiger's wings.

However, Lin Feng and Wang Shouyi still had some doubts in their hearts. Even up until now, they still did not know who the other person in the top three would be.

Lin Feng stealthily looked towards the banquet, his gaze sweeping the area. He could not help but be attracted to Xiang Fei, who wore a blue dress and had a cold expression and temperament like Ao Xue Han Mei. A trace of heat quietly flashed across the latter's eyes.

After sizing her up, Lin Feng thought to himself, that cold and gorgeous lady must be the Dragon City's famous Seventh Princess, he never thought that she would actually have such a heavenly beauty.

It seemed that the top three would be either the crown prince or the princess.

However, Lin Feng did not care about any of this. The latter only wanted to take first place this time. He was determined to obtain the cloud artifact that the Prince had bestowed upon him.

However, there was one more thing he wanted to obtain from the depths of his heart, and that was the lofty and proud Seventh Princess Xiang Fei who was like a chick!

Lin Feng thought to himself, "This time, I won the title of champion with a piece that was passed down through the generations. Will this princess give me her secret permission because of this? If I am able to meet her …"

Lin Feng could almost see himself hugging a peerless beauty, enjoying the splendor of wealth and glory!

While Lin Feng was indulging in his fantasy, the Minister of the Left, Wang Wenjing, had announced the results of the poem competition. He first looked at Wang Shouyi, who had a humble expression, and said to the latter with a kind smile.

"Wang Shouyi, the poem < Fifteen Nights on the Moon > that you wrote is a seven-utterance poem that I personally picked out. The poem lines are not bad, and the mood is also very interesting, which is intriguing."

This time, we placed your poem third. In a few days, when I return to Dragon City, I'll have the Orthodox Academy publish it in the "Hundred Family Poems." "

It was the first time that Wang Shouyi had seen the Prime Minister at such a close distance, as well as the exalted god-like King by his side. At this moment, he was clearly somewhat restrained and nervous.

When he heard that his poem was ranked third and would even be published on the most valuable "Hundred Poems" in the world of literature, Wang Shouyi could not help but reveal a happy expression on his taut and humble face. The latter hurriedly bowed to everyone in greeting.

"Thank you, your highness. The Prime Minister, the Generalissimo and all the lords for your love. I will work hard to improve my knowledge!"

Seeing the situation, Wang Wenjing nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Not bad, not bad. You are indeed a student from our school. You must have this kind of high and strong spirit. Wang Shouyi, what kind of position do you have now?"

Hearing Wang Wenjing suddenly ask about his official position, Wang Shouyi's face suddenly turned red from excitement. His heart was pounding like thunder and his throat was throbbing. He said with a hoarse and somewhat anxious voice.

"Reporting to the prime minister, I am now serving as one of the four doctors in Dragon City. I have been in office for two years and three months."

Wang Wenjing nodded. After pondering for a moment, he said, "How about this, when we get back to the imperial capital, you can go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to file. Coincidentally, the Ministry of Rites also has a 'Doctor Tai', who happens to be in charge of books, literature, and history.

When Wang Wenjing's words came out, Wang Shouyi felt as if his entire body was filled with wisdom. His body trembled, and his excitement was about to burst out of his heart.

"As expected, Wang Xiangguo has been promoted to an official position!" Before entering the Spring Pavilion, Wang Shouyi had already thought that he would most likely be promoted. However, after being struck by such a great fortune, he still found it somewhat hard to believe.

The latter's four doctors were originally just a seventh-grade unofficial, without any real power or opportunity to contribute. If there were no surprises, he would have to wait seven or eight more years before he could be promoted. However, Wang's current power was only that one sentence.

Wang Shouyi had managed to advance from PhD in the seventh grade to PhD in the sixth grade. He had skipped all the way from the sixth grade to the first grade. How could he not be excited?

Moreover, this was not the most important thing. The most important thing was the last sentence of the Prime Minister Wang, if he could improve it, he would be able to improve it again, and this was without a doubt a high score. Wang Shouyi, you can still level up, as long as you can produce some small achievements, I can see it.

"Plop!" Wang Shouyi directly knelt on the ground and kowtowed as he thanked him.

"Thank you, Prime Minister Wang, for your service in the future. I will not disappoint the reputation of the Orthodox Academy, and even more so, I will not disappoint you for your promotion!"

"Haha, there's no need to be so polite. Hurry and get up." The reason why the latter had promoted Wang Shouyi so much was because he felt that this person was modest and polite. Moreover, his literary talent was extraordinary. If he could really do something in the future and he managed to form a good relationship with him, why wouldn't he do so?

After Wang Shouyi retreated to the side, according to their order, the second place should be announced. Lin Feng, who was standing beside Wang Shouyi, was still quietly sizing up Wang Wenjing's gaze, wanting to see who the second place belonged to. Would it be the Crown Prince, Princess, or Xiang Lei and Xiang Jinghong?

In short, it could not possibly be that trash Xiang Yun!

However, Lin Feng's gaze landed on Wang Wenjing, who happened to be looking at him. He also had a kind expression, but it caused Lin Feng to feel uneasy!

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