Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chapter 28: Yang Shu Mei Ying (YSMY)

the guest surnamed Shu

There are people coming and going in Mei Household Manor recently. It is very lively. The goods that the Mei family bought and shipped from beyond the Great Wall were extremely popular, and several of them were even sold at sky-high prices.

When Mei Xiang bought it, he didn't spend many silver taels. Only when he arrived in the Central Plains, the feces were rare and expensive, and the price went up.

Mei Xiang's happy beard was raised up high, and his mouth was happy from ear to ear all day long.

In addition to a beautiful daughter, Mei Xiang has one other son not successful in Qi, Mei Chenying. Mei Chenying kept seeing Chu Feiyang not pleasing to the eye.

His father's preference for Chu Feiyang made him feel that the status and authority of his position as the son of Mei was threatened.

But in every aspect, he was inferior to Chu Feiyang. There was no other way except to grind his teeth secretly when he hated it. He also had a tit-for-tat confrontation with Chu Feiyang.

He secretly stumbled and did bad things, but he always inexplicably irritated his nose, but the other party was always innocent and ignorant.

He has a sense of powerlessness when he punches but has nowhere to focus.

What makes Mei Chenying angry the most is about his baby sister. Mei Xinruo's affection for Chu Feiyang can be seen by anyone who has long eyes.

The eldest miss let down her stand and tried her best to stick to Chu Feiyang's side all day long, looking at Chu Feiyang's eyes with unconcealed love.

Mei Chenying knows his sister. She is beautiful, gentle, knowledgeable, and arrogant that fits her identity, not to mention that there is a family business as big as the Mei family behind her.

Before meeting Chu Feiyang, the people who came to propose to the family had stepped on the threshold of Mei's family, and Mei Xinruo had never scorned anyone.

Nowadays, there is only one Chu Feiyang in her eyes, and the others are treated as dust and ignored.

Ordinarily, any man spread with such a beautiful thing should treat Mei Xinruo as a god, with fear. But Chu Feiyang still had that annoying face. He is very good to Mei Xinruo, but he is equally good to other cats and dogs.

Although Mei Chenying is not a good son, he is still a good brother, and it is inevitable that his sister is not worth it. Persuading his sister several times to no avail, in that case, he began to loathe Chu Feiyang more and more.

It's not easy to find someone who has the same enemy and hatred as him at this time. Especially, someone who hates the beloved Hero Chu Feiyang just like him. It is more unlikely.

Chu Feiyang routinely completed the patrol of various Mei's shops, went back to the Mei's manor, took out a jug of wine from the house, looked for the highest roof, flew up, lay down on his back, and faced the slightly bright sky. The low-hanging crescent moon took a long breath.

The recent days can be said to be stable and comfortable. There are beauties who stay with him, but this kind of life makes him tired, and it's far less joyful than fighting swords. Miss Mei's hopeful and affectionate eyes gave him a headache.

After returning to the Qingfeng Sword Sect, there was another Song family master waiting for him. Chu Feiyang wanted to howl to Yuechang, but in the end he just took a sip of wine with a wry smile.

Human voices and footsteps are getting closer. Chu Feiyang listened intently, and distinguished that one of them was Mei Chenying, and there was also a hoarse strange voice that he had never heard before.

He thought these two people were just passing by, but he didn't expect them to go through the flower gate into the courtyard and sit down at the stone table under the tree.

"Brother Shu, it's such a beautiful day. You and I are here to chant poems to the moon. Isn't it a beautiful thing?" Mei Chenying almost made Chu Feiyang spit out the wine.

He knew that the Mei family had always loved arty*, but when facing him, he always looked bitter and enmity. But he had never seen Mei Chenying look like a sour scholar. But... he is still more promising to continue his second-generation ancestor master.

T/N: Arty , a Chinese idiom; pinyin: fù yōng fēng yǎ, people who lack cultural accomplishment make friends with literati and participate in related cultural activities in order to decorate their appearance.

The two people underneath were mixed with nonsense for a long time, and Chu Feiyang drank wine in sips on the roof. He didn't want to be the ear on the wall, but the heroes occasionally had lazy bones, and Mei Chenying himself was not a gentleman, so Chu Feiyang stayed calmly.

The two were mirroring in chanting poems. Chu Feiyang had no sense of poetry, but he could also tell that the guest surnamed Shu was much more than Mei Chenying.

Chu Feiyang took a sip and shook his head, thinking that Mei Xinruo was actually a nice girl, if she could not treat herself as such...

While speaking, the content of the conversation changed, all of which were disgusting words about Chu Feiyang who was above them at the time.

Chu Feiyang was a little surprised. It wasn't that he was too confident of his charm, but that Mei Chenying was hostile to him for a reason.

This Young Master Shu had never seen him before, so why did he seem to have a bitter hatred?

Chu Feiyang glanced down. That Young Master Shu was a somewhat blessed man, his two beards looked ridiculous on that fat face.

Chu Feiyang lay back and continued to look at the moon, accompanied by the lame tricks calculated by the two below against him, and continued to drink wine comfortably.