Ye Jinghong smiled and said: "Mr. Baimei, I want Du Ning to attend classes with the students at the Guoxue Palace for two days. I wonder if it can be convenient for you, old man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Ning's expression suddenly changed.

Listening to classes with students at the Guoxue Palace?

Special treatment!

Did you hear that right?

Du Ning was actually a little excited.

His expression was also caught by the scholars, who instantly guessed that Du Ning did not know Ye Jinghong's intention of bringing him here, otherwise he would not have acted so abruptly without any mental preparation.

Everyone looked at Jiang Xingtian. With him here, no one else was qualified to make the decision.

A bachelor said: "Mr. Ye, as a great scholar, do you want to break the rules of the Guoxue Palace? This is really unreasonable!"

"So it's Zhou Junlang. Who do you think you are? Is it your turn to speak here?"

Ye Jinghong retorted, not taking this person seriously at all.

How can a great scholar dare to interrupt a conversation between great scholars?

Someone was secretly laughing.

"Presumptuous!" Zhou Junlang looked angry.

"Shut up!"

Jiang Xingtian glared at Zhou Junlang, full of warning.

Zhou Junlang turned pale with fright and did not dare to say anything.

"Brother Ye, the Guoxue Palace has the rules of the Guoxue Palace. Aren't you making things difficult for us?"

Jiang Xingtian spoke slowly, with an expression that clearly meant he was rejecting people thousands of miles away, but there was no hint of disgust in his tone. Instead, he deliberately lengthened the end of his voice.

"Brother Jiang, you are the chief instructor here, is this an embarrassment? It's just a piece of cake." Ye Jinghong said disapprovingly.

Jiang Xingtian rolled his eyes at Ye Jinghong, pretending to be impatient and said: "Even if it's just a little effort, why should I give you this convenience? Go, go, stay somewhere cool."

"No! Brother, I came prepared today."

Ye Jinghong waved his sleeves, and the space in front of him fluctuated like water. Then, with a flash of light, a wine gourd fell out of it and was caught in his hand.

Everything is in your sleeves!

This is the spatial ability that only Jinshi have. They use their own Confucianism and Taoism cultivation and talents to open up space and be able to access items anytime and anywhere, the size of which depends on the scholar's cultivation.

It is said that the space in the Half Saint Sleeve can hold everything within ten miles, which is equivalent to a square world.

Some semi-saints use the skills of Qiankun in their sleeves to open up a limited literary world of Qiankun, in which they set up traps to hone Hanlin and Grand Scholars.

After some semi-saints pass away, their clothes will be made into the keys of the universe in their sleeves. The great scholar who puts on the semi-saint clothes can use their power to open the world of semi-saint literature.

For the human race, the semi-saint Qiankun Wenjie is an extremely precious treasure, and it is usually kept by the semi-saints of the Guoxue Palace.

At this time, Jiang Xingtian glanced at the gourd in Ye Jinghong's hand, and his eyes were instantly attracted to it.

"Could this be..." Jiang Xingtian's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, this is the 'Qionghua Brew' that you like to drink the most, but it took me twenty years to brew it. The taste... is simply amazing... I can't bear to drink it myself..." Ye

Jinghong said seductively.

Du Ning suddenly remembered that Jiang Xingtian had a well-known hobby, which was Qionghua Brewing.

The standard for a jar of wine in the Yun Kingdom is about ten kilograms, but it can be packed in such a small gourd. It can be seen that the gourd is also a treasure similar to space.

Du Ning was speechless. He actually used wine to bribe the famous Jiang Xingtian. Only Ye Jinghong could do it...

"It's just a jar of Qionghua brew? Who cares about it?"

Jiang Xingtian looked disdainful.

Ye Jinghong opened the bottle cap, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly hit his face.

"Since Brother Jiang doesn't like it, I won't force it. Come on, I'll share it with others."

Zhou Junlang and some others laughed sarcastically. No child would be fooled by Ye Jinghong's trick. Isn't he looking down on Jiang Xingtian too much?

Who is Jiang Xingtian? How could he fall into the trap as the number one semi-saint in the Yun Kingdom literary world?

Suddenly there was a "pop" sound, Jiang Xingtian snatched the gourd as if he was snatching it, and drank two big mouthfuls of "gudonggudong" in front of everyone.

“Good wine!”

Jiang Xingtian looked slightly drunk.

"You..."

Zhou Junlang and others were even more unhappy.

Du Ning was stunned, you are a great scholar! In this public place, can you be a little polite in front of everyone! Are you so dissolute? Are you really bribed by a jar of wine?

"Yang Bilou."

"My little brother is here."

A middle-aged scholar bowed slightly, his expression slightly respectful.

"This Du Ning will join your Juren class for a few days. Is that okay?" Jiang Xingtian said.

"Since Mr. Bai Mei has spoken, this matter will naturally be easy to handle." Yang Bilou readily agreed.

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