manynovel Chapter 117 I Don't Care About Who You Are
Chapter 117 I Don't Care About Who You Are
Chapter 117 I Don't Care About Who You Are
On the second floor of Zuiyun Pavilion, in the boudoir.
"Fenghuo lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold."
Huakui Liu Mo Nong secretly looked at Shen Lang's sad face, and silently murmured this poem.
At this time, she had already burst into tears, staring at Shen Lang in a daze.
Why is his eyes so sad.
Why is his expression so bleak.
If you have never experienced life and death, how could you write such a sad poem?
Although this son spends money like water, he is so sad.
When people listen to his poems, they can't help feeling pity.
When people saw his face, they couldn't help feeling distressed.
That white hair.
That vicissitudes of life.
That full of sadness.
People can't help but want to hug him and warm him across thousands of rivers and mountains.
Liu Menong's calm mood suddenly became chaotic.
Not only was she moved by Shen Lang's poems, but she was also deeply curious about Shen Lang.
What kind of person is this white-haired boy?
……
But at this time in the hall, Shen Lang made everyone cry with just one poem.
"Young master, what a poem!"
"I am ashamed of myself."
"Young master, you have won."
Those Chang'an talents who were watching, all with tears in their eyes, said to Shen Lang's aloof back.
In an instant, everyone's attitude towards Shen Lang changed drastically.
The previous contempt and hatred were instantly replaced by awe and worship.
The young man in white at the side was instantly stunned.
He was waiting to see Shen Lang's jokes, how he got out of Pingkangfang.
But now, Shen Lang's poems were like invisible slaps, slapping his face fiercely.
This, this is absolutely impossible!
It must not have been done by him, it must have been plagiarized by him!
Thinking of this, he immediately stabilized his flustered state of mind.
"Everyone, don't be fooled by him. This poem must have been plagiarized by him."
"The idiot son of the landlord's family, how can he write poetry?"
The young man in white barked at Shen Lang like a mad dog.
"What? Can't afford to lose?"
Shen Lang turned his head and asked the young man in white with a smile.
"Are you looking for death? Do you know who our son is?"
The entourage of the young man in white immediately bared his sharp fangs at Shen Lang.
"I don't care who you are, if you lose, you will kneel down and call out!"
Shen Lang rolled his eyes and said with a sneer.
Are you kidding me, sir, did I get scared too much?
"Say the name of my young master, and I will scare you to death! Listen up, my ignorant son, my young master is the son of the current prime minister, Changsun Chong!"
The entourage of the young man in white raised his head and chest, and said loudly.
After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but look around to show his awesomeness!
The son of the current prime minister, Chang Sun Chong?
Could it be that he is the son of Changsun Wuji?
That's the Founding Fathers!
Not only that, but he is also the eldest brother-in-law of the current saint, Li Er!
It's over, this white-haired boy is going to be unlucky.
It's not good for him to provoke anyone, but he happened to provoke this eldest Sun Chong.
What a pity for such a talent!
For a moment, the Chang'an talents around him couldn't help but cast regretful glances at Shen Lang.
If you offend Changsun Chong, this talented young master will not only lose his reputation, but his life may be in danger!
And just when everyone was worried about Shen Lang, Shen Lang's heart instantly blossomed with joy.
It's really a narrow road!
Your elder son and eldest grandson Wuji suggested that Li Er let me go to the frontier to die, but the debt has not been settled with him yet.
His little brat bumped into the muzzle of the gun. What an eye-opener!
Today, I will kill my son and respect my father!
"Could it be that the son of the prime minister can't afford to lose?"
Shen Lang asked Chang Sun Chong contemptuously.
"you……"
Chang Sun Chong stared at Shen Lang viciously, but was speechless and unable to refute.
When it comes to poetry, I definitely can't write better lines than this kid.
In terms of background, this kid turned out to be an elm bump, and he didn't like this.
If you admit defeat, kneel down and call him Lord.
Isn't the eldest grandson's family disgraced?
This is absolutely impossible!
Since this kid does not eat a toast and eat fine wine, it can only let him see what it means to be strong in life.
Chang Sun Chong immediately turned his head and glanced at the entourage beside him.
The follower nodded in understanding, and then clenched his fists.
As Chang Sun Chong is a dude from Chang'an, the reason why he brought this entourage with him was not only because of his spirit, but also because he had some kung fu.
He usually goes out to bully people, and he can basically leave it to this follower to deal with those who don't give face.
If you encounter a stubborn person, reporting your name is enough to make the other party frightened.
In Chang'an, he believed that his father's name was enough to settle everything.
But today when he met Shen Lang, it was obvious that this usual routine didn't work!
Since the text is not good, the only option is to use force!
"Boy, court death!"
Changsun Chong's followers immediately roared angrily and punched Shen Lang hard.
As a dog of the eldest grandson's family, he is extremely arrogant.
After all, dogs rely on people's power, and naturally dogs are different from dogs.
Being the dog of the eldest grandson's family is naturally something he is proud of.
Now is the perfect opportunity for him to perform, how could he miss it?
This punch came with force and went straight to Shen Lang's eyeballs.
Obviously, he wanted to smash Shen Lang's eyeballs with one punch.
Who made him blind and ignorant?
The Chang'an talents around him took a deep breath in an instant.
Some timid people were afraid of seeing the bloody scene, so they couldn't help closing their eyes.
But at this time, Liu Mo Nong, the oiran in the room on the second floor, turned pale with fright.
Her little heart rose to her throat, and her palms were even more sweaty for Shen Lang.
The old bustard at the side was naturally someone who had seen strong winds and waves, so he just took a step back to avoid hurting innocent people.
She still had a smiling expression, not surprised.
Facing the slightly raised corners of Shen Lang's mouth and the calmness and composure on his face, the old bustard couldn't help but be filled with curiosity.
This white-haired young man not only spends money like water, but also is talented.
He didn't even have a trace of fear when he heard the words 'becoming prime minister'.
Could it be that his background is greater than Chang Sun Chong's?
What kind of background does he have that makes him so arrogant that he doesn't even look down on the prime minister's son?
Shen Lang's life experience and background are what the bustard is most interested in.
So she stared at Shen Lang with a smile, hoping that he would bring her unexpected surprises.
At this time, Shen Lang still smiled and looked at the punch that hit him.
As the distance suddenly drew in, he still had no intention of avoiding it.
Close, closer!
And just when the fist was about to hit Shen Lang's eyeball, Shen Lang finally moved.
I saw him make a lightning move and gently push the follower's arm.
That incomparably hard fist immediately changed its attack direction, and slammed down on Changsun Chong who was beside him.
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(End of this chapter)