Convention Hall

Chu Yu helped Qin Sheng approach the hall, and saw that there were many people standing at the door of the hall, three floors inside and three floors outside filled the entire hall, and didn't know what had happened.

Chu Yu glanced at Qin Sheng, who was calm but still pale, raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his voice: "Lucky, let the person in front of him give me a word."

Xianxian's wounds are still healing, and she doesn't want him to be squeezed into it.

As soon as Chu Yu finished speaking, he saw all the students surrounding the chamber silently and turned to her in unison. The eyes were very strange and cold, and the sarcasm was as if they were about to cut into pieces on her body.

Chu Yu was confused by those eyes and was inexplicably confused.

She knew that the incident of her provoking Prince Ning Hou and running away must have been well known to everyone, but that was her own business. Why did they look at her with such a "scarce" look?

Qin Sheng suddenly held her hand and took a step forward, naturally blocking her, blocking all the sharp and sarcastic gazes, and said lightly to the crowd in front of her: "Get out of the way."

Qin Sheng's voice was as light as the wind, but everyone couldn't help but obey his orders and spread a way in front of the thin and cold white shadow who couldn't see clearly.

Some people do not have to pose any high-profile attitude, but are born to make everyone obey.

"Let's go in, aunt." Qin Sheng took her tenderness and calmly stepped into the threshold of the meeting hall.

Chu Yu looked at the tall figure in front of him and felt warm.

Her big baby... is really heartwarming.

...

The meeting hall was full of people at this moment, and the leader was Mr. Lu. Mr. Qin, Mr. Li and other great scholars in the Qin Academy and everyone else. On the last seat were Lu Yunqing and other students, the heads of the female students.

And sitting on the left...

When Chu Yu saw the gorgeous black fox cloak and the robe with dark gold embroidered vine flowers, he began to sweat. He just lowered his head and silently complained - your sister, wouldn't it be so coincidental?

The fairy is coming to the door?

As soon as Chu Yu and Qin Sheng entered the hall, everyone's eyes immediately turned to them, and their originally calm eyes became strange.

"Come?" Mr. Lu was whispering something to Mr. Li. When he saw Chu Yu and Qin Sheng coming in, his eyes fell on Chu Yu, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

The students of the piano students outside the hall had strange eyes, but even the atmosphere in the hall was so strange that Chu Yu inexplicably had a bad premonition.

Qin Sheng was not a serious student in Qin, but just a accompanying student. Chu Yu had to bite the bullet and salute: "Yes, the student is here."

"Student? I thought there was no student like you in Qinxue." Lu Yunqing suddenly spoke coldly and sarcastically.

Chu Yu was a little surprised and glanced at Lu Yun. Seeing her cold face, he looked at her complicated and sarcastic gaze, which made Chu Yu unable to guess which she was acting.

Although Lu Yunqing is an enemy of her, this guy likes to pretend to be a slut, and he is the goddess of piano learning, playing her well-educated, gentle and beautiful lady. How could he stole the straits in front of a group of gentlemen and outsiders so ignorantly?

"That's right, Chu Yu left Qin Xue privately and did not report anyone. She skipped school for several days and violated the rules of Qin Xue Xue. She was no longer a student of Qin Xue Xue." Mr. Qin put down the teacup, looked at Chu Yu coldly and said to Mr. Heron.

The other masters looked at each other and even agreed with each other.

"Yes, Chu Yu violated the academic rules and was expelled!"

"The day she left Qinxue privately, she was no longer a student of Qinxue."

"How can someone who is not my qin scholar represent the qin scholar?"

Chu Yu lowered his eyes and listened to the Masters scrambling to give her a judgment.

She didn't care whether she was a student of piano science, because it was impossible for them to decide, nor could she decide.

But she sensitively heard something wrong in those words - representing Qinxue?

What does this mean?

She quietly raised her eyes to Mr. Heron quietly, but found that Mr. Heron's eyes had just moved away from Qin Sheng's body, and his expression was a little hesitant and solemn.

Chu Yu knew without looking at it that he was asking Qin Sheng what he meant, so Qin Sheng naturally would not allow Mr. Lu to fire her.

only……

"Ahem—."

Mr. Heron's coughs came to a quiet moment, waiting for him to give Chu Yu a final judgment.

Mr. Lu said to everyone: "Chu Yu reported to me before leaving Qinxue, not to leave alone."

Everyone was in an uproar in an instant—

"What, but sir, you have never said this before!" Mr. Qin was stunned and looked at Mr. Heron in disbelief. His face turned pale in an instant, as if he couldn't believe that Mr. Heron had repentant in the battle.

The other gentlemen were also uproared, and some were still winking at Mr. Heron with anxiety.

The more Chu Yu looked at it, the more strange the situation was, but no one explained the situation to her, but she subconsciously felt that she was in trouble.

Mr. Lu ignored anyone, but just looked at the person on his left and said lightly: "Mr. Gong Zhining has always been a great scholar and painting saint whom he respects. I think his descendants are naturally people with noble character. Gong Shao is his successor and the leader of the Hunan Embroidery Industry. Do you think he has the best choice if you choose a student who has just entered the Embroidery Sect as your opponent?

Listening to Mr. Lu's words, Chu Yu couldn't help but look up at the person sitting on the upper head on the left-hand side.

Under the shaking white feather fan, the eyebrows were picturesque, the tip of the nose was particularly high, a pair of narrow, long and thin phoenix eyes seemed to be smiling, and the flowing light was as charming as a charm. There was a confusing charm between the eyebrows, but also the charming and gorgeous appearance of a noble young man.

Who is it if it’s not Gong Shaochen?

He is actually the leader of the Hunan Embroidery Store?

She narrowed her eyes, became alert all over, and stared at him coldly - What does this guy want to do?

"Identity, what is that thing? I'm just doing business."

Gong Shaochen chuckled, shaking the feather fan half covered his face, talking to Mr. Lu, but looking at Chu Yu frivolously, he curled up the corners of his lips: "I just raised a challenge and made a bet, either the third master of Qin will face the challenge, or the Qinxue Embroidery Sect, which is famous in the world, is naturally the Qinxue disciple."

"But Chu Yu is just entering the embroidery sect and has not even started class." Mr. Lu frowned and glanced at Chu Yu.

Chu Yu pretended that he could not see the boy who had been blinking at him, smiling at his cat-eyed eyes, only looking at Mr. Heron at the head, with a slightly condensed expression: "It sounds like, what you are talking about involves students. Can the students ask what the matter is?"

She was confused when she responded to the challenge and the embroidery gate.

Mr. Qin looked at her coldly, unable to hide his disgust in his eyes: "This is Gong's eldest son of the Gong family of the famous Xiuxing Party in Hunan. He came to Jiangnan in person to compete with Qin Sanye, but the Third Master went to sea to go to Nanyang. Now the Gong's eldest son hopes to compete with Qin's best and the descendants of Qin Sanye."

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows: "What does that have to do with the students?"

Mr. Lu glanced at her with a complicated expression and helpless expression: "Mr. Gong asked you as the one who fights Qinxue, because you are the third master of Qinxue... my aunt is also a student of Qinxue."

Chu Yu was stunned: "Ah—?!"

No wonder... the masters spared no effort just now to prove that she had been expelled from Qinxue.

embroidery?

She even pierced her hand with just one button!

She finally digested this sudden 'surprise' and couldn't help rolling her eyes at Gong Shaochen, sneering: "Thank you, Mr. Gong, for your love, but I disappoint you. I know nothing about embroidery."

Which one is not good to choose from in Qinxue? Gong Shaochen actually chose her? He also knows a lot about her "identity".

She smelled the breath of conspiracy.

"You can't embroider?" Gong Shaochen shook the feather fan in his hand, his charming single phoenix eyes were as curved as the moon, gloating: "Well, what's up to me?"

Everyone: "…."

This person who deliberately seeks trouble should not be too obvious!

He covered his face with a fan, picked Chu Yu up with his eyes and smiled lazyly: "But this girl came from Qin Sanye's mother's house and could not embroider. Could it be that the little girl was too tempting and seduced Qin Sanye's sex all day long, so you were lazy in embroidery skills?"

"Stop talking, don't talk nonsense!" The masters and gentlemen in Qinxue have no good feelings for Chu Yu, but they have always respected the head of the Qinxue family and their own boss. How could he, an outsider, let him speak insults and all look down.

Gong Shaochen shook the fan and hummed with a bored look on his face: "Tsk, the fun of bed is a joy in life. The old antiques are really boring and can't afford to make jokes at all."

Chu Yu narrowed his eyes and stared at him, and a faint flame flashed in his eyes: "What if I don't respond?"

This sinister demon is clearly coming to her?

"Don't you face the battle?" Gong Shaochen heard this, and the glitter flashed in his eyes, but he sighed slowly: "I'm afraid I can't help you, little girl."

"I can't help?" Chu Yu's big eyes, which were clearly black and white, flashed with coolness: "Why?"

Do cows force their heads to not drink water?

Gong Shaochen shook the feather fan in his hand, but only looked at her with a smile and didn't say anything.

Mr. Heron spoke with a serious expression: "Because we just realized that the Gong Master has obtained the right to purchase embroidery weaving and weaving from the palace and the court next year."

Chu Yu widened his eyes in disbelief: "But isn't this always the responsibility of Jiangnan Weaving?"

People have their own creations, and officials have their own operations.

Jiangnan weaving is not the official office established by the court, which is responsible for purchasing all embroidered and weaving items, from the emperor's dragon robe a strand of gold wire, from the prime minister's court robe to the socks and underwear of the eunuchs and maids in the palace, all of which are undertaken by Jiangnan weaving institute.

At that time, the third master of Qin was not only a pair of heavenly craftsmanship and jade bone skills, and his embroidery skills were famous all over the world. Except for His Majesty the Emperor who could get a dragon robe and a scroll of hundreds of horses as a treasure that was passed down from the country, even the nobles in the palace were rarely seen by the Nine Heavens Qin God.

Who in the world knows that the zither god is kind and compassionate. His subordinates are well-off and well-off halls all over the world, helping the elderly and old. People praise them, but they are also proud of them as the snow and ice of Kunlun. He doesn't want to take a needle, and even the emperor has no choice but tolerate and tolerate them.

It is said that even the official office of Jiangnan weaving was controlled by His Majesty the Emperor. The idea was nothing more than a rare favor from the God of Qin, and at least he could benefit his disciples.

So, how could the court delegate the power of procurement to other embroidery stores?

Chu Yu subconsciously went to Qin Sheng's expression, but saw his bangs covering his face, and he saw all his eyes, just standing lightly, silent, unsurprising of favor and disgrace.

But the faces of the Qin Xue Masters sitting around him had already sunk, and his face was cold, clearly revealing that this incident was very true.

It was probably Chu Yu's expression that seemed to please Gong Shaochen with an incredible look. He smiled and suddenly put an extremely exquisite token on the table beside him: "Next year is not the same as before. The Empress Dowager has lived for 60 days. For so many years, the old man has been in charge of the official offerings of the Qinjia official in the palace. The old man always gets tired of such conservative official goods and likes some fresh folk-made things. So this year, the token of the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau in the Palace starts. Whoever hands, the right to purchase and weaving will be in whose hands. If you are not talented, you will get the right to purchase and purchase in the next three years."
To be continued...