Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1188 - 696: Long Yang?

Sui Yi gazed intently at the small boat for a long time before turning around and entering the house.

The next day, Sui Yi came to the Empty Pavilion. Because it was the actual day of the birthday feast, the entire estate was quite festive, adorned with lights and decorations, though the decorations were quite artistic. Numerous lantern riddles were hung up, and anyone who could solve a riddle would receive a gift hidden inside the lantern, providing great surprise, especially to the women and children, making the atmosphere very lively.

However, the Ancient Shu Pavilion was the liveliest of all.

When Sui Yi arrived at this water pavilion, she happened to hear a rather devilish laugh coming from within.

The reason it was called devilish was because it was bold and had a strange echo.

Sui Yi paused her steps, almost able to sketch out the appearance of this person just through the laugh.

She walked in and indeed saw that person among a group of elegant and scholarly men, who collectively didn’t appear very burly or strong.

This man was about thirty years old, wearing Hu clothing, with a thick beard surrounding his mouth. Naturally, his physique was tall and burly, with almost no one here taller than him...

With hands behind his back, he smiled. Although his cheekbones were high, his eyes were sharp, his nose prominent, and his eyes were long and narrow, with a gleam flashing within, highlighting his bold spirit, like majestic mountains, outstanding and extraordinary.

This person was clearly different from the appearance of the Central Plains people, currently only Tuoba Han was somewhat like him...

"The Central Plains is home to many heroes, something I have always remembered, but I never imagined after years of returning to the Central Plains, to see the affair of Long Yang flourishing, with scions of noble families delighting in such ways, losing the face of the Central Plains, which is truly worrying for me."

Nima! You’re the one with a Long Yang!

The Luoyang Eight Masters and many renowned ministers and scholars were all furious, but they all knew Fu Qian was targeting one person, someone who happened to represent the Central Plains nobility—Du Gourou.

As it happens, it was truly unfortunate, Fu Qian for some unknown reason held a grudge against the Dugu Family Clique, hence the animosity, and today at Wang Tong’s birthday banquet, upon seeing the nationally renowned Long Yang young master Du Gourou, well, he was caught.

Du Gourou was shut down, unable to speak a word.

He indeed liked Long Yang, but that was none of your damn business!

And the reproachful glances from others made him even more distressed, thus he became furious and exclaimed: "Does Prince Fu Qian think it’s not laughable to judge the entire Central Plains by his personal conjecture?"

"Ah, so the scions of the Central Plains nobility lack such responsibility, feeling their actions irrelevant to the nation’s honor?"

Hit right at the core.

Du Gourou was so retorted he couldn’t utter a word.

Li Yuanji rolled his eyes, unexpectedly stepped forward and said: "Prince Fu Qian might misunderstand, the so-called Long Yang is merely a personal disgrace, wouldn’t you say, Young Master Cangwu."

Wui Zheng frowned at that, damn, why does Li Yuanji have to drag this person in!

Isn’t it just unnecessary trouble?

Sui Yi originally didn’t plan on getting involved, it was none of her business anyway.

But got dragged into this by Li Yuanji.

Well... a man should be strong.

Indeed, Fu Qian conformed more to the western standards of masculine physique beauty.

Central Plains men were a bit more effeminate, which was more apparent in comparison.

For instance, when Sui Yi, this Young Master Cangwu came in, and was pulled by Li Yuanji, she met eyes with this Hu person.

Others could naturally discern the difference between strong and soft, subtly anticipating what kind of confrontation might ensue between these two.

After all, just now Prince Fu Qian had claimed that only those who could pull mountains by energy were real men.

That statement directly suppressed all the men here.

While Sui Yi represented the other extreme of masculinity...

At least on the surface... she was a man.

Was Li Yuanji intending to expose her identity here?

Sui Yi glanced sideways at Li Yuanji, then looked into Fu Qian’s blazing sun-like gaze, which wasn’t contemptuous, rather it was lazily indifferent.

As if he didn’t really care.

"Long Yang?"

As soon as Sui Yi spoke, those who were about to enter paused in their tracks.

Their voice was clear and melodious, truly pleasant.

But the rich connotation of those two short words was too much...

"Are you one?"

Fu Qian paused, then articulately replied: "Of course I’m not."

"Because you’re not, you ridicule others, that doesn’t seem like something a man should do."

Such a simple sentence made the atmosphere stall slightly, many people were thoughtful, Fang Xuanling and other ministers exchanged glances and all nodded silently.

While Li Yuanji looked at Fu Qian, waiting for this man to lose his temper...

In fact, he didn’t. Fu Qian only remained silent for a brief moment, then grinned, his laughter hearty, "You’re right, I went too far, however, I won’t retract my disapproval of this path, just feel it shouldn’t belittle everyone, including you, Young Master Cangwu... one shouldn’t judge a book by its cover."