Chapter 123 Sword, Woman

"Brother Yanzhao said it well, but we only have this cup of clear tea without wine."

South Korea's Huade's joke was immediately picked up by Yu Fan, "Brother Guangbi's words are bad. We just make friends with talent and talk with friends. Although there is no wine, we are drunk!"

One sentence suddenly won everyone's applause, and then the seven cups touched, all of which smiled and took a sip of tea, only feeling a fragrance lingering on the tip of the tongue.

Sitting together, they deliberately got to know each other. What's more, several people were talented people. It didn't take long for them to talk and laugh with each other.

It was also at this time that Yang Yanzhao understood why the two brothers Yu Fan were so polite to him. It turned out that they were also present in the couplet in front of Yunqing Building that day.

However, this matter is just a mention. Yu Fan said it to praise Yang Yanzhao. After all, there is still a difference in the geographical position of several people.

Because of the winter test, the topic is mostly above the winter test. Yang Yanzhao slowly said that they had never heard of Lv Mengzheng.

In the end, I could only say with a smile that Yuelu Academy had a master.

"I'm going to take the imperial examination."

As he spoke, Xiang Minzhong suddenly said such a sentence, but before Bai Bai lost his voice and exclaimed, "Do you want to enter the court as an official?"

Yu Fan and Han Guo Hua also look unbelievable. On the Yunqing list, those at the top of the list all have the talent for the exam, but they have no intention of imperial examination.

"Don't be so surprised. Aren't Brother Guangbi and Brother Yan Zhao also going to participate in the imperial examination?"

"Brother Chang, I'm forced by my father. I really can't. If I can, Han Guangbi wants to be like you, accompany the book all day long, be fascinated by the world, and ignore the vulgar and disturb people."

Xiang Minzhong sighed, "There are many things that you and I can't do."

"If you learn and be excellent, you will be an official. Brother Chang doesn't have to be like this. At worst, you will retreat bravely when you are not satisfied. Continue to live a comfortable life of singing in the morning and holding a comfortable life with candlelight at night."

Hearing the words, Xiang Minzhong was relieved, "Brother Yanzhao is right. Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads a boat!"

Li Taibai's words came out of his mouth, and then he laughed loudly. His pale face didn't know whether he was excited or happy, and there was a slight blush.

Several people used tea instead of wine in this way. When it was dark and sunset, they dispersed. Looking at the heavy snow still floating outside the house, Xiang Minzhong turned to Yang Yanzhao and smiled, "Brother Yanzhao, let's say goodbye today. When spring comes next year, you and I will meet in Bianliang City. At that time, Xiang Changzhi will definitely do our best again. Fight for it."

After saying that, he wrapped his coat tightly and blended into the wind and snow. Yang Yanzhao watched him leave silently.

"It seems that Brother Chang is not convinced that he lost this time."

South Korea Hua whispered, and Wen Zhongshu also nodded, "That's right. Brother Chang's talent is indeed above you and me, but this winter test killed Brother Yan Zhao and Lv Mengzheng halfway. With his arrogant temperament, I'm afraid he has already held his breath in his heart and wait for the spring to compete with Brother Yan Zhao."

Riding the wind and snow, Yang Yanzhao, Zhang Qian and Wen Zhongshu returned to the yard. Along the way, he did not say anything and frowned, as if he was thinking about things.

Xiang Minzhong is also about to embark on his official career. Counting Lv Mengzheng and the talented people who have never appeared, there must be many people in this way, and there are only a dozen Jinshi taken every year. Suddenly, Yang Yanzhao felt that the pressure was coming.

Therefore, after having dinner, Yang Yanzhao no longer wasted that time. He left his bowls and chopsticks and walked to the study. At present, there are only hard reading papers, and there may be one more hope of victory in the following spring.

The next day, I woke up in the morning and the snow stopped. The air was cold, but fresh and comfortable.

Yang Yanzhao first absorbed the aura of heaven and earth for more than half an hour on the steps. This is the method of vomitting in the 'Heavenly Secret". Although he is now mainly practicing the 'Kuiyan Sutra', the method is not divided into two. It is a understanding of the rules between heaven and earth, so Yang Yanzhao chose the 'Tianchen Secret' to practice spitting and nourishing qi.

When the sun was red in the east, his meditation was over, so he swept the snow in the courtyard and heard the sound. Xiao Muchun and others also came out of the house to help.

Although it is tossed around every day, it is good to have a defective elixir refined by Guo Huai, so there is no big problem in the body and bones.

After the snow in the courtyard was swept away, Yang Yanzhao also warmed up. Ba Mei and others also pushed the door out, and the group began to do morning exercises again.

In this situation, Wen Zhongshu, who was sleepy, was also used to it. He directly ignored them, washed them, held the book, went to the corner of the yard, and read with Zhang Qian in the morning.

After breakfast, the three of them went to the college with their books in their arms. There was nothing to do at home, so it was better to go to the college to study the book.

The old man in the library is still there, sweeping the snow on the ground. Yang Yanzhao naturally came forward to help sweep the snow. In addition, Wen Zhongshu behind him, the snow was cleaned up much faster.

"I'm old, and I'm not as sharp as you."

As usual, the old man sighed that time is fleeting and the vicissitudes of life. Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help calling him who was about to turn around and leave. "Langhong is not a ruthless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect flowers. Sir, although you are old, you are still guiding Yun Yun Yun students in the library. Be my teacher."

Hearing this sentence, the old man seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly. Somehow, Yang Yanzhao only felt that the person in front of him suddenly had an unspeakable momentum.

Is it possible that he is a hermit.

But in a moment, the strange breath disappeared. The old man was still rickety, thin in his twilight, but his eyes were more glorious. "Later generation, I like your words very much."

Then, walking towards the library, his steps seemed to be much lighter than before. Yang Yanzhao could faintly hear him whispering in his mouth, 'Langhong is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers'.

"Brother Yanzhao really understands everything and understands the reason of time."

Wen Zhongshu couldn't help admiring, and Zhang Qian also agreed with it. Yang Yanzhao was also used to the two of them. He cleaned up the remaining snow and went into the library to read.

There are ice pyramids hanging upside down on the eaves. Although the warm sun rises, the cold wind is blowing, and it is still a little cold when walking in the alley.

"Sister Luo, why do you take this white robe of the sixth brother?"

Bamei was a little puzzled and asked Luo's girl holding Yang Yanzhao's thick white robe. After hearing this, the latter pointed to the large broken part in the lower right corner of the clothes, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. "I don't know why Liulang's robe is broken, and it will be a little ugly to find a material to sew it. It's better to be better to this cold weather. Give it to those poor people who don't cover their clothes.

"Sister Luo is kind-hearted and has been taught by the fish and exhaust."

"Miss is very right."

Hearing the words, Luo's daughter couldn't help giving Ba Mei and Pai Feng a look. "You two sing and get together at a young age. In the future, it will be okay. I will persuade Liulang to find a mother-in-law for you two, so as not to panic when you don't see each other in the future!"

As soon as this joke came out, Bamei immediately laughed carelessly, while the exhaust wind lowered her head, not knowing whether she was ashamed or why.

On the street, the snow in front of the shop that is doing business has been swept away, but there is also a snowy layer in the area, so it is easy to fall to the ground if you don't pay attention to walking.

"Bum..."

Sure enough, the ragged and unkempt beggars fell heavily on the ground, and suddenly won the sneers of people walking on the roadside.

The trembling body slowly climbed up from the cold ground. At this time, a white robe broke into his eyes and raised her head. It was a lady who looked like a fairy.

"Take this and wear it."

He took the robe in disbelief. For a moment, the jade hand took two steamed buns that were still steaming from the little girl next to him.

This is simply a living Bodhisattva!

The beggar was busy and grateful. Maybe he was really too hungry. He quickly took the steamed bun and ate it. After eating half of it, he suddenly stopped, carefully wrapped the remaining steamed buns and put it in his arms. Suddenly, he felt a burst of warmth in his chest.

Looking at the three Luo women who had left, the beggar prayed for them again, and then wrapped the slightly larger white robe around him.

But when he was about to return to the ruined temple in the south of the city, a cool breeze blew in front of him. I don't know when there was a beautiful woman with a frosty face.

His eyes were cold, holding a piece of bloody cloth in his hand, he made a few strokes on the white robe that the beggar had just got.

"Where did you get this dress?"

Looking at the cold sword standing at his neck, the beggar couldn't help but be stunned and subconsciously turned around and pointed to the Luo woman who had not yet disappeared in front of him.

Another cool breeze, the shadow in front of him shook, and the woman with the sword was gone.

"Sister Luo, the sixth brother's robe was given away by us. Do you want to buy one or two more?"

"Yes, Bamei and Paifeng, let's go together. There is a clothing shop in front of you, and you two can also come up with some ideas."

The three girls walked straight, but they didn't know a slender figure behind them. Liu Yan frowned slightly, and then stopped outside the store, determined to find out the sixth brother in the little girl's mouth.

At sunset, maybe the snow washed the sky, and the red glow looked particularly bright.

The cold air made Yang Yanzhao's dizzy head much more comfortable. After saying goodbye to South Korea, the three of them walked to the yard.

He was casually talking about what he saw in the book today. Before he stepped into the yard, the figure of the eighth sister rushed out, "Sixth brother, today's sister Luo bought you a new coat!"

Holding the eighth sister in his arms, Yang Yanzhao pinched her face with a smile, "That's good. There are new clothes."

She raised her face, and the eighth sister's face was full of pride. "I chose the color of the clothes. I'm sure that the sixth brother is very energetic when he wears it!"

"Isn't that a thank you?"

As he was laughing, Yang Yanzhao's face suddenly changed, pushed Ba Mei to one side, and then turned around. At the entrance of the alley on the left, a long sword with a chill was quickly stabbing.

At the other end of the sword is a beautiful face full of anger.

In a blink of an eye, the sword blade crossed the black cotton robe, and the blood was suddenly thrown away in mid-air.