The whole world is an NPC

Chapter 117
To be honest, for a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, his martial arts has reached the level of martial arts masters, and he was considered very good in the Xia Dynasty.This is as rare as a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy who passed the imperial examination.

Because these three families are close friends with the Ye family, they know Ye Xueying's situation quite well, and they are very fond of her.They all know that Ye Shizi has been asking about his son's situation recently.Isn't this planning to pick a son-in-law for Ye Xueying, why else?Ye Xueying is 11 years old, and it's time to find her husband's house.

A group of students from the academy gathered at the Boshanju teahouse. During the Lantern Festival, they naturally chatted about the famous beauties in the city.

Someone mentioned Ye Xueying and said: "I heard that the daughter of the prince of Marquis Wu'an is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I don't know if it is true or not?"

One laughed loudly and said, "It's easy to handle, just ask Brother Yang."

Yang Heng didn't want to answer. He couldn't stand the pressure from everyone, so he had no choice but to say, "Qin, I haven't heard of it. The other three are all very good."

Yang Heng has not been here for a long time, but his relentless arrogance is well known.Among the hundreds of people in the academy, it is difficult for one or two people to catch his eyes.There are very few people who can get him to say a word.The evaluation given to Ye Xueying now was actually excellent, and everyone couldn't help being surprised.

"What's the best way, tell us all about it." Jiang Rong laughed.

Yang Heng wanted to tell people about Ye Xueying a long time ago, so he said: "Her handwriting is beautiful and restrained, like a famous sword in its sheath. Painting is like a family, and she is very good at fine brushwork characters. Chess? She should be a national player."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

Jiang Rong asked curiously: "Have you ever played chess with him?"

Yang Heng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"How about the outcome?" Everyone asked together.

Yang Heng's face turned red immediately.Everyone immediately understood that this unrecognizable guy lost!What a delight!
Jiang Rong smiled and asked, "How many times have you lost?"

Yang Heng kept his mouth shut and didn't answer, he lost too badly, so he was embarrassed to say it.

Yue Yu laughed loudly and said, "You don't need to ask, you must have lost terribly."

Yang Heng sneered and said, "What's so ridiculous? Your chess skills are far inferior to mine."

Yue Yu couldn't laugh anymore.

When Yang Heng first arrived at the academy, he used chess to make friends, and he killed all the players, and no one refused to accept him.

Lian Hong is good at painting, and asked, "What do you mean by saying that her paintings are unique?"

Yang Heng was very impressed with Xueying's self-portraits, saying: "No matter how vividly people paint the characters, you can tell they are paintings at a glance. Her paintings are different. If the paintings are about the size of a human, if you look at them from the wrong eye, you will I really thought there was a person standing there, it was extremely realistic."

Lian Hong lost his voice: "How is it possible?"

Yang Heng said displeased: "I saw it with my own eyes."

Jiang Rong said: "I have heard of this too. It is said that she painted a portrait of the second lady of Zhizhou's family, which is very like a real person. The portrait, Ouyang Second Miss, has been seen by many young ladies and wives. There is also a question on it. Poetry, it is more than twelve years old, and the cardamom is at the beginning of February."

Lian Hong was fascinated immediately, hugged Yang Heng's arm, and said, "Brother Yang, Wanwang borrow the painting to see!"

Yang Heng was dumbfounded, and stammered, "I don't, I really don't."

Jiang Rong smiled and said: "You are her cousin, it shouldn't be difficult to get a painting, right?"

Everyone booed and forced Yang Heng to take out the painting for viewing.

Yang Heng said helplessly: "All she draws are portraits of family members in the mansion, and I can't open my mouth to ask for them."

Everyone fell silent now, that kind of painting, brother Yang is really not easy for a man to ask for it.It's right to think about it, Xueying is a girl, who can she draw in the back house?Don't you just draw the woman in the backyard?
Yang Hengxin said: Do you really think I never thought about painting?Except for the one for Ouyang Yue, all of her paintings are her own portraits, how dare I ask for them?

Jiang Rong smiled and said: "Brother Lian, don't worry, let the prefect Lian come to propose marriage, marry and go home, let her draw as much as you want, and you can read it whenever you want."

Everyone laughed.

Lian Hong said shyly: "Don't be joking."

Yang Heng looked at it and felt very unhappy.I thought to myself: What kind of person is Xueying, how can you be worthy of it.

Jiang Rong asked with a smile: "Brother Yang, will Miss Ye come out to enjoy the lanterns today during the Lantern Festival?"

The young lady of the Marquis's family is rare, but it's always possible tonight, right?All the people's eyes lit up, and they looked at Yang Heng in unison.

Yang Heng said unhappily: "Maybe! I'm in the academy and haven't returned to the Marquis Mansion. How could I know?"

Just as I was talking, I heard people rushing down the stairs outside, one group after another.

Jiang Rong said in surprise: "What's going on? What happened?"

A book boy came to report with a smile and said, "Miss Yi from Shizi Ye's family has come out to enjoy the lanterns and is walking towards Pingjing Road. Those young masters are eager to see."

All the people rose up, laughed and said: "We will go too!"

Yang Heng was speechless, half pushed and half followed.

When he arrived at Pingjing Road, Yang Heng saw that there were so many people that he couldn't get in.All the disciples quit, yelled at their subordinates to open the way, and squeezed forward.

Yang Heng followed the flow of people and quietly walked aside.Turning to the less crowded place on the other side, he flew onto the room.Standing on someone else's roof, he looked down.Ye Xueying was holding a palace lantern and walking slowly towards this side.She is surrounded by her four personal maidservants, guarded by family soldiers and mother-in-law.

The lights flickered on and off, so that Xueying's face seemed to be separated and reunited, and she was dressed in gorgeous clothes like a concubine from a palace coming to the world.

Both sides of the street were full of teenagers, everyone looked at Ye Xueying excitedly, but they were intimidated by her radiance and elegant and dignified demeanor, and dared not go forward.

Du Juan and the others were seen by the youths so red that they didn't dare to look up, the two secret guard women and the family soldiers were very worried, they saw that although the young man pretended to be looking at the lamp, his attention was actually on the young lady.Once someone takes the lead and swarms, things will get out of hand.

Only Ye Xueying seemed to be no one else, still admiring the lanterns as if strolling in the garden.

Yang Heng looked at Dayue and said to himself: This is the girl in my heart.What's so rare if someone looks at you and bows your head shyly and won't even walk the road?

Ye Xueying really didn't think there was anything scary about this situation, they were all NPCs of level three or four, so there was nothing to worry about.Getting angry, with a sword in her hand, she can kill everyone on the street with just a few breaths.She looks so beautiful, why is it so strange for someone to see her?

She didn't know that these teenagers came specially to see her.Otherwise, he wouldn't be so calm.

With the help of his servant, Lian Hong squeezed to the front, and Ye Xueying happened to pass by him.

When Lian Hong saw it, he felt lost, and murmured, "There is such a woman!"

Jiang Rong was also amazed, and asked in a low voice, "What kind of woman?"

"Look at the world, and treat the world as nothing!" Lian Hong said in shock.

"Hey, why do you think so? Why don't I think so? I just think she is really beautiful and lives up to her reputation." Jiang Rong said in surprise.

"Just now, she glanced at me, that's how I feel about that glance." Lian Hong replied in a low voice.

Lian Hong only remembers those eyes, those eyes that see people like wood and stone.Ye Xueying passed in front of him, but he didn't even see her beautiful face clearly.

(End of this chapter)