Chapter 1 Giving Face?

Lu Changsheng glanced at the young man.

"Where is it?"

Liu Qingfeng asked curiously.

"Right over there." The latter pointed to a large ship not far away and spoke.

Not far away, a redwood ship stood at the dock, its hull carved with various exotic beasts, inlaid with gold and jade, looking very grand.

At a glance, one could tell that the ship owner was a wealthy man.

In reality, no matter how good the ship, it was still a mortal object. If it wasn't because Qingfeng wanted to take a boat ride, Lu Changsheng wouldn't really want to interact with strangers.

"Since the young master is so enthusiastic, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Lu Changsheng nodded.

"Please come with me, young master."

The latter was immediately overjoyed, then respectfully led Lu Changsheng and Liu Qingfeng towards the red ship.

Soon, Lu Changsheng and Liu Qingfeng arrived on the red ship.

The space inside the ship was very large, with several redwood tables placed around. Sandalwood incense was burned everywhere, and every item looked very expensive.

And there were some people inside.

When Lu Changsheng walked in.

Everyone stood up in unison.

Seven men and three women.

"I am Li Yue, greetings, young master!"

"I am Zhou Haijie, greetings, Your Excellency!"

"I am Zhang Peng, greetings, Your Honor!"

Everyone stood up and spoke, their faces all wearing gentle smiles, especially the three women, who stared straight at Lu Changsheng, their eyes full of admiration.

Lu Changsheng's appearance, not to mention worldly women, even female cultivators who had cultivated for thousands of years would be moved.

So much so that Lu Changsheng often felt that if he was accidentally seen by some female demoness, would he be ravaged?

If such a thing really happened one day, Lu Changsheng only hoped that the other party would be gentle.

"I am Lu Muzhi, greetings, everyone."

Lu Changsheng also appeared very humble and polite, refined and easy-going.

As for the name, he just took one at random. He couldn't possibly say:

I am the Eldest Senior Brother of the Da Luo Holy Land, the teacher of the Buddhist Buddha, the contemporary literary saint officially recognized by the nine movements of the Wenqu Star, the imperial teacher of the four major dynasties of Zhongzhou, the future son of the Daoist sect of the world, and suspected future son of the Demonic Dao, a Sage of the Demon Race?

When going out, it's best to keep a low profile.

"Muzhi! What a good name!"

"Lu Muzhi, Muzhi, Muzhi, what great literary talent."

"Brother Muzhi is extraordinary, we are ashamed of ourselves."

Everyone praised, each with a happy face.

"Who is this?"

Just then, someone noticed Liu Qingfeng.

Just as Liu Qingfeng wanted to introduce himself.

Suddenly, another voice sounded.

"I suppose this should be Brother Muzhi's book boy? Brother Muzhi is so extraordinary, even a book boy has such an air about him, it really makes us feel ashamed."

"Yes, even a mere book boy has such an aura."

Everyone praised.

And Liu Qingfeng was stunned.

Book boy?

How did I become a book boy?

And what do you mean by a mere book boy?

Hey! Are you kidding me?

I am a core disciple of the Da Luo Holy Land, and my father is Liu Qing, the head of the Imperial Sword Hall. Do you believe I can pull out a forty-meter flying sword and chop you to death?

Liu Qingfeng's mood instantly dropped a lot.

Everyone has a desire to show off. This time down the mountain, Liu Qingfeng just wanted to have some fun and also be in the limelight with Lu Changsheng.

But what he didn't expect was that standing next to his Eldest Senior Brother, no matter what, he would always be ignored, and he would always be misunderstood.

Am I not a handsome guy?

"He is my cousin, named Lu Qingfeng!"

Lu Changsheng said, if he didn't explain, Liu Qingfeng would probably really get angry.

"Oh, so it's a cousin, no wonder he's so extraordinary."

"I see, I see."
"Brother Muzhi, please sit down quickly, please sit down quickly!"

Everyone obviously responded perfunctorily, then enthusiastically invited Lu Changsheng to take a seat.

And at this moment.

A handsome man walked from the bow of the ship.

In his early twenties, dressed in white brocade, with a Qilin jade pendant around his waist, and a folding fan with landscape paintings in his hand, he looked very good. But in front of Lu Changsheng, no matter how good he looked, he seemed a little dim.

"I am Wang Fugui, greetings, Brother Muzhi."

The man spoke, cupping his fists at Lu Changsheng.

"Greetings, Brother Fugui!"

Lu Changsheng slowly spoke, a calm smile on his face. This smile made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze, and put them in a very good mood.

"Brother Muzhi, please take a seat quickly."

Wang Fugui immediately asked Lu Changsheng to take a seat.

After the two were seated, Wang Fugui waved his hand, and the ship slowly started.

Soon, several maids appeared, bringing up some delicious food and filling everyone's cups with wine.

"Brother Muzhi, I, Wang Fugui, am just a commoner, but I like to make friends in my life. I saw Brother Muzhi's extraordinary temperament at the bow of the ship, so I took the liberty to make friends. I hope Brother Muzhi doesn't find it presumptuous."

Wang Fugui spoke, humble and polite.

Whether it was his temperament or appearance, he was not bad, but unfortunately, the name he took was a bit...

"Brother Wang, Brother Lu, as the saying goes, fate is a bridge. We met on the bridge. This acquaintance can be considered a kind of fate. Why don't we drink a cup together?"

Zhang Peng spoke, forcing a rhyme, which made Lu Changsheng feel a little awkward.

But on the surface, Lu Changsheng still gave face, picked up his wine glass, and took a slight sip.

Liu Qingfeng also picked up his glass and took a sip.

This was fruit wine, with a fruity fragrance when it entered the mouth, slightly sweet, with a little less wine taste, and a good taste. Although it couldn't compare to the spiritual wines of the Da Luo Holy Land, in terms of taste, it was very good.

Lu Changsheng didn't like alcohol either, he only drank it occasionally when he was bored, so he didn't drink too much.

"Brother Muzhi, what are you going to Jinling City for?"

Wang Fugui asked.

"Traveling through the mountains and rivers, admiring the beautiful scenery."

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly.

"Oh, so Brother Muzhi actually has such elegant interests. Then how many days do you plan to stay in Jinling City? I am not talented, but I have several houses in Jinling City. If Brother Muzhi doesn't mind, you can stay for a few days."

Wang Fugui said this.

"No need, we are going to the Imperial Capital."

Liu Qingfeng spoke, helping Lu Changsheng to say it in advance.

"Going to the Imperial Capital?"

Everyone was slightly surprised, and Zhou Haijie couldn't help but curiously said: "Is Brother Muzhi also going to participate in the Imperial Examination?"

Zhou Haijie asked curiously.

"Imperial Examination?"

Lu Changsheng showed a look of curiosity, and Liu Qingfeng also looked very curious.

"The Daqian Dynasty's Imperial Examination this year will be held in three days. If Brother Muzhi is not going to participate in the Imperial Examination, then he should be going to participate in the Lantern Festival."

Zhou Haijie saw the look of curiosity on Lu Changsheng and Liu Qingfeng's faces, and continued to imagine.

"Lantern Festival?"

The two still showed a look of curiosity.

They hadn't heard of it.

"The Lantern Festival is the most grand festival in the Daqian Imperial Capital. On that day, talents from all over the world gather. At the Lantern Festival, they can write poems and chat, or guess riddles. And in the evening, they can also send lanterns."

A woman spoke, explaining this.

In an instant, Liu Qingfeng's eyes revealed a strong curiosity.

At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Lu Changsheng and said.

"Shifu... Cousin, the Lantern Festival is so fun, we must go, your poetry is so good, we must go."

Liu Qingfeng said this.

At that moment, Zhou Haijie's eyes lit up and said.

"Brother Muzhi can also write poetry?"

As soon as this was said.

Liu Qingfeng immediately opened his mouth and said: "My cousin is known as the Poet Saint in our place, do you think he can write poetry?"

He was a little unhappy with Zhou Haijie, because it was Zhou Haijie who said he looked like a book boy, so his tone was a little different, but it was just a small emotion.

"Poet Saint? I am not talented, I just wrote a poem at the bow of the ship, but since Brother Muzhi also likes poetry, please Brother Muzhi write a poem, and I will take out my little work for everyone to evaluate!"

Wang Fugui immediately became interested!