Woke up and walked into a book I wrote myself

Chapter 166 Who is the master
It was an old man with a white beard who made the sound, and he looked at these young talents with disdain.

He is already fifty years old, and he is still here to participate in this Qiu Wei.

I am very disdainful to these young people who are full of economics and have lofty hearts.

Do you think that if you come to Kyoto, you will be able to obtain fame?

Hmph, my heart is too big.

Although there are many capable people and strangers, they are definitely not these boastful young men.

The old man's verse fell down.

There was a sudden silence in the teahouse.

Because some young people find that they can't answer such lines, and they can't refute them when they hear the old man's sarcasm.

Annoying!It's so irritating!
At this time, another voice sounded, but it was not on the first floor, but in the private room on the second floor.

"Thousands of thoughts and entanglements, thousands of searches for fame, lonely pillows can't sleep. I want to cry but have no tears, and cherish the world without bole! I study hard in the cold window, and I have great ambitions. Who is in charge of the ups and downs? Smile! Look at the sky with the light of a mouse, and sit at the bottom of the well If you talk about the vastness of the world, you can tell who is guilty of being shy? Don’t dare to point the finger at the universe.”

The voice of this person is definitely not a rich old man, nor is it a young man, but more like a teenager's voice.

It doesn't sound very old, just teens.

Everyone was in an uproar, can you write such a poem when you are only a teenager?

What kind of amazing boy is this!

For a moment, the eyes of all the young talents turned to the private room upstairs, but they couldn't see anything when they got out of the closed door.

Sure enough, you are right, there are more geniuses in the capital.

They really want to make friends with this young man, even if they don't make friends, they can get acquainted, or meet once.

If they don't see it right now, they will definitely not be able to eat or sleep when they wait to go back.

Inappropriate, inappropriate.

Make up your mind, these talents must meet this boy.

Someone was urging someone to go, but unexpectedly, the owner of the private room upstairs brought guards, and they were only stopped outside the door when they went up, and they couldn't see this person at all.

How to do this?

Everyone discussed, let the most powerful Mr. Yu go, maybe Mr. Yu will be able to see him.

And the young master Yu who was pushed out touched his nose helplessly, and went up to the second floor, staring at everyone.

Folding his hands together, his wide sleeves drooped down: "Xia Yu Mingfeng, seeing that you are talented and unparalleled in the world, I want to discuss with you, not just whether..."

But Yu Mingfeng hadn't finished his sentence when he heard the people inside the elegant room say: "Okay!"

Then the door of the private room was opened, revealing a table.

Everyone was astonished, is this all right?
So it only needs to say some flattering words?

Sure enough, there is no one in this world who does not want to hear good things.

But no one thought that Mr. Yu would go up and flatter him directly, so why didn't they think of it.

Leave behind a group of people who regret and envy.

Yu Mingfeng went in and saw two people inside, the master was sitting and the servant was standing.

The young man who was sitting was casually playing with the cup in his hand, and he didn't even lift his head when he saw him walk in like a big living person.

Yu Mingfeng couldn't help looking at the servant standing next to the master. Looking at it this way, that person didn't look like a servant at all.

Standing alone, evil and cold, for no reason, Yu Mingfeng shivered.

This servant doesn't look simple.

There is such a servant with a unique temperament, so who should this master be?
(End of this chapter)