Chapter 13 An Old Man in Yingchuan Academy

This day is a beautiful day with no clouds, and it is a good day to travel.

"Fenger, get up, didn't you say you would leave today? Why don't you get up yet?" Wang shouted at Xiaofeng's bedroom in Qinfeng's courtyard, but no one responded.

The puzzled Wang had to open the door, but there was nothing in the room and it was empty. Looking at ** again, Qin Feng has not been seen for a long time. Wang, who didn't know the truth, panicked and turned to look for it.

But he didn't want to touch the table in a panic, and a piece of silk fell off the table, which attracted Wang's attention. When I picked it up, my eyes gradually filled with water mist, and tears quickly overflowed my eyes. Wang sat down slowly and looked very seriously.

After reading it, he held the silk tightly in his hand and muttered, "Whoever says an inch of grass heart will repay Sanchunhui." Keep repeating.

"Madam." But he didn't know when Qin Su had stood behind Wang and patted his wife gently.

At this time, Wang couldn't do it by himself anymore. He threw himself into Qin Su's arms and cried, "Feng'er left. He left without telling me a word, leaving this." With that, he also handed the silk in his hand to Qin Su.

Qin Su picked up the silk and looked at it.

"The thread in the mother's hand, and the wanderer's clothes;

If you go through the dense seams, you may return late;

Who said an inch of grass will repay the three spring halo.

Good poem, good poem. The waves in Qin Su's heart could not be calm for a long time, which was really thorough.

Actually, Qin Su already knew that Qin Feng was last night. During dinner, he noticed that his son was wrong and vaguely guessed a little, but he didn't say it face to face. He knows why and understands his son's behavior very well.

Gently patted his wife on the shoulder, thinking about the "mischievous" look of his son when he left. He really wanted to laugh.

At this time, Qin Feng was walking on the official road with the book boy Qiyang, recalling the scene last night.

Looking at his mother constantly picking up vegetables for herself, staring at him after eating and eating, the warmth in his eyes and the crystal in his eyes; Qin Feng felt that it was a kind of love, the same as in the eyes of his mother in his previous life. His eyes were a little wet, and he never liked the scene of parting, which made him uncomfortable.

That's why I decided to leave at night without experiencing that sadness, and I was very embarrassed when I left, like a thief. When Xiaofeng walked out of Qin Feng again, he thought that no one knew his awkward behavior.

Looking back at Qi Yang next to him, he thought, of course, except for this guy.

Qin Feng's eyes made Qi Yang feel furored, and he said pitifully, "What's wrong, prince?"

Qin Feng stared at it for a long time and finally said, "I don't want a third person to know what happened last night, otherwise, do you know the consequences?" After saying that, he gave Qi Yang a "you know" look.

Qi Yang looked straight and said curiously, "Why can't I understand what the prince said?"

Qin Feng glanced at Qiyang and was obviously satisfied with Qiyang's reaction, "Nothing, let's go. But I didn't know that everything about myself was under my father's eyes last night.

Yingchuan Academy, located in Yangzhai, the ancient Yingchuan County, is the most famous college in the Three Kingdoms period. There are many famous people coming out of here, such as Guo Jia, Xun Yu, Xun You, Xi Zhicai, etc. Yingchuan County is the hometown of Dayu. In the history of China, Yingchuan County is the capital of the Xia Dynasty, the first dynasty in Chinese history.

Today, two small guests came to the gate of Yingchuan Academy. Of course, this must be our pig's feet, Qin Feng and his book boy. Qin Feng looked at the college in front of him and was a little surprised.

The famous Yingchuan Academy has no tall walls, no bronzing plaques, no brass animal-face door rings, and the low wall is snow-white. Obviously, a long-lasting wooden door is opened, and there is a black red wooden plaque hanging above the main door.

There are four big words in the book: Yingchuan Academy, and the incline: Mr. Shuijing. The font is strong and powerful, red and black, red as blood, black as the night sky, perfectly combined, calm and dignified.

The door of the college was open. There was a little man in front of the door and saw Qin Feng. He came forward and asked, "Is this gentleman here to study?" He has great eyesight and can see that this is the master and servant.

Qin Feng nodded and said, "Yes."

The little man answered, "I don't know the prince's name?"

"Qin Feng." Very straightforward.

The little boy was obviously a little surprised when he heard it and looked at Qin Feng a few more times. However, it's simple. He didn't say much, "Please come with the villain." Then he took Qin Feng into the door.

Qin Feng shook his head and said to himself, this Yingchuan Academy really has some ways. Only this gatekeeper is not much worse than the children of an ordinary family. He is scholarly and has a good mind.

Thinking about it, I can't help but be more interested in this college. As I walked, I looked around to see what the college that gave birth to so many talents looked like and what was outstanding.

Enter the gate and walk through the bluestone road, facing a large room. The house is square, with green bricks and carved tiles. In the center of the house is a large incense case, and a portrait of Confucius hangs behind the incense case.

A few incense sticks were inserted in the brass incense burner, and the curling cigarettes slowly rose. Zhejiang and Zhejiang dispersed. Through the side door, it was the place to read. The lower tables were full of books, and there were students sitting on the cushion. Scattered around, the beautifully shaped guqin is placed on one side, and some students gently play with the strings, and the tone is round and crisp.

In the front of the cushion, a Chinese-haired old man sat on it, happily and generously. Holding a book in his hand, he looked at the students around him and nodded from time to time. At this time, the young man ran to the old man and said something to the old man. After hearing this, the old man turned to Qin Feng, nodded, said something to the little man, and turned around and left.

When Qin Feng saw the old man's sign, he also arched his hand and showed it. Watching the little man come towards him, he knows that he will meet the old man again. Maybe this little boy came to tell himself.

Don't worry, wait for the little one. Sure enough, the young man came to Qin Feng and said politely, "Sir, please come with the villain as soon as you see him."

Qin Feng said, "I'm tired." Then he followed the sling to the inner courtyard.

Pine, cypress and plum bamboo are distributed in the inner courtyard. However, in this season, only pine and cypress bamboo can be seen, but Mei is resting. It seems that the owner here is really a gentleman. At least, his character will not be too bad. This is Xiaofeng's first feeling.

There are many houses in the inner courtyard. Obviously, there are many owners here. Follow the shod and walk to the rightmost house. The young man was about to knock on the door. He didn't want the door to open at this time and walked out of a child who was not as young as Qin Feng. Behind him is an old man with a smile and kind eyes.

The child stared at Qin Feng and Qiyang doubtfully, and his eyes turned around. He must not be a good foot.

However, Qin Feng looked at the old man and bowed his hand and said, "Sir, it's polite. Student Yingchuan Qin Feng, Zifeng."

"Oh, you are the little prodigy of Yingchuan. It's not easy." The old man said with a faint smile. And a trace of light clearly flashed in the teenager's eyes.

Xiaofeng blushed and was embarrassed. He quickly said, "I dare not. Don't make fun of you, sir."

"Zifeng, don't dare to say anything. We Yingchuan people should dare to be, and you deserve the name of this child prodigy."

Hearing this tone, Qin Feng felt that the old man knew him very well and cared about him. I can't help wondering why I don't have any impression of him? There is a trace of bitterness on his face, which may offend the old man.

The old man who had been looking at Qin Feng and found Qin Feng's appearance. How could people who had lived for half his life not know what Qin Feng was thinking? He shook his head and was ready to give him down the steps, so he smiled and said, "What is Zifeng thinking about? I haven't been out for many years. Have you seen me yet?

Qin Feng raised his head and said, "So are you?"