Chapter 127 Second Scholar 2

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

Shan Xiaowu was close to Guibubu, looking at the scholar who was rude compared with her with a rich expression. The chin that fell to the ground could not be taken back for a long time.

I didn't expect this scholar to look skinny, but his appetite is strange. From now until now, he has eaten three steamed buns, two pancakes and nearly a dozen steamed buns, and he is still eating them - it's too exaggerated. Is there an army living in his stomach?

The scholar raised his head and wiped his dirty face hard. He was about to grin at her, but because the cake was too dry, he stuck in his throat and couldn't swallow it, which made him roll his eyes.

For good, Ben Lei, who was beside him, acted bravely and slapped him on the back.

The scholar pressed his chest, and his upper body rushed forward inguan. With a mouth, the cake stuck in his throat was suddenly patted out and fell directly into the fire.

The corners of Shan Xiaowu's mouth twitched, looked left and right, and threw the water bag at hand to him.

Obviously, he has a young man's face with a warm and excellent temperament, but he is so embarrassed to eat, which is really disillusioned.

"Thank you, girl."

The scholar picked up the water bag, looked at Shan Xiaowu gratefully, and immediately pulled out the lid and poured it.

"It's madam."

Since the scholar sat down by the fire, he had been silent with a black face and suddenly inserted a cold sentence, and his eyes looking at the scholar were even colder to freeze people into ice.

The scholar was stunned, and a pair of black and bright eyes moved to Shan Xiaowu's unwounded hair. Looking at the intimate appearance of the two, he suddenly blushed and turned the situation awkwardly. "I'm really sorry, Xiaosheng's eyes are clumsy. I hope my aunt... The prince and his wife will forgive me."

He didn't leave his mouth. Shan Xiaowu touched his casually tied hair with a smile. "It's not your clumsy eyes, it's that I don't like combing my wife's bun. My husband also has a headache."

With that, he rubbed his head against his arm. The latter didn't raise his eyebrows and put the words into her mouth. "Don't shake it. If you shake it again, you will feel dizzy again."

Shan Xiaowu smiled and nodded fiercely. She had no choice but to put her hand on her forehead to stop her 'self-abuse'.

It's not surprising that Ben Lei was close to the two, but the scholar's face on the side was always hot. He only buried his head and ate with dry food, and did not dare to look up again.

Don't look at it if it's impolite, don't look at it if it's not rude!

After a while, he was probably full. The scholar was much more stingy, but he was probably hungry and scared, and still nibbled half of the cake in his hand reluctantly.

Shan Xiaowu couldn't help asking him, "How long has it been since you ate?"

Eating is more horrible than starving ghosts.

The scholar thought for a moment and replied vaguely, "It's been two days."

Three days ago, his little money left was stolen by the thief. He was also beaten out by the restaurant clerk. After that, he went to the ruined temple. It was not until he met Shan Xiaowu andyi xing that he was really full.

Damn it, he can't eat for two days. He didn't hang up to see the king of death. He can still be so lively. He's really a master!

"How on earth did you survive?" Shan Xiaowu was so curious.

She is now used to having something to eat three meals a day. Unless she is sick, she will get used to it.

If she hadn't eaten anything for two days, I guess she would have been lying on the ground and half dead. How could she stand up? Not to mention sitting straight and talking to people.

"In fact, I have also found something to eat," the scholar scratched his hair, and a touch of shyness that did not match his appearance appeared on his gentle and handsome face. "My family is poor, and I also know some wild vegetables, but I can't make a fire..."

Shan Xiaowu said, "Can't you eat it raw?"

The scholar nodded.

Yesterday, he also dug some wild vegetables, but later he saw a little beggar who was pitiful than him, so he gave them all to others. As a result, when he was about to go out and look for it again, it rained. He didn't dare to go out rashly, so he was hungry until now.

"You are so good at it." If this guy is modernized and participates in the Jedi Survival Adventure, he will definitely win the championship.

"If only I could..." The scholar suddenly became melancholy, and even the cake in his opponent lost interest.

Shan Xiaowu is a little puzzled. He doesn't quite understand why he is suddenly so sentimental.

"Forget it, don't think about what happened before." After a long time, the scholar raised his head again, but his face was no longer the previous sadness.

He stood up and bowed to several people in a friendly way. He arched his hand and said, "My surname is Jiang, Jiang Fengyan, and my name is Uncle. Thank you for saving my life."

Jiang Fengyan?

Shan Xiaowu raised his eyebrows and thought that the name matched him. "You're welcome."

"How many have you not consulted?"

"Oh, my surname is Shan, my name is Xiaowu, and there are no words." Shan Xiaowu joked in his tone and patted his inseparable shoulder with a smile by the way, "This is my father-in-law. His surname is Qi, and the words... don't seem to be there."

Ben Lei was playful and introduced himself according to her words, "I don't have a surname, my name is Ben Lei, and I don't have a word."

Scholar... That is, Jiang Fengyan looked at the three stupidly and couldn't react for a moment.

Shan Xiaowu motioned him to sit down first, otherwise he would be so tall and block her from looking outside, "by the way, Jiang... Where is Mr. Jiang from?"

"The little student is from Nanling."

"Where is Nanling?" Shan Xiaowu subconsciously turned his head and looked inseparable. The latter stuffed Mei into her mouth and answered for her in a low voice, "Nanling is in the same direction as Yanzhou, but he just has to continue to climb back a few mountains."

Although Shan Xiaowu was still a little confused, he was not interested in this question, so he did not continue to ask and looked for another topic again, "Where is Mr. Jiang going?"

As soon as the problem of Shan Xiaowu came out, he looked at him at the same time as Ben Lei.

Jiang Fengyan let the three people's 'enthusiastic' eyes stare, and almost got goose bumps all over his body. He subconsciously grabbed the corners of his clothes with his hands.

It's a little difficult to say, "Xiaosheng... I'm going to the capital to catch up with this year's autumn..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Fengyan also seemed to be proud and couldn't help but straighten his chest. "Although Xiaosheng is not talented, he has also been admitted to being a scholar. This year's autumn festival is a must to participate.

Qiu Yan Shan Xiaowu knew that it was probably mid-September. They should be in time to get to the capital now. What surprised her was Jiang Fengyan's identity.

"Are you a scholar?" Shan Xiaowu was quite surprised, "Since you are a scholar, why didn't you say it when those restaurant clerks hit you a few days ago?"

Although she doesn't like this useless scholar, she has learned about the hierarchy here and the treatment of various classes since she was a child.

According to the laws of the Jinluo Dynasty, people with the reputation of the scholar will be unconditionally protected by the government, and even the county master cannot be severely punished. If he commits a felony and needs to be executed, he must first ask the emperor first - if he shows the reputation of the scholar, how can he be beaten? Even if he ate and drank for nothing in that restaurant, the owner of the restaurant did not dare to say a word.

"This...this..."

Jiang Fengyan, who was not thicker than ordinary people, was stunned after listening to Shan Xiaowu's words, and then blushed. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to respond.

Thinking of the situation that he was accused of eating a bully meal on the street that day and letting the clerk fight out of the restaurant, Jiang Fengyan couldn't wait to sharpen his head and quickly find a crack to drill up.

All scholars attach great importance to their image and reputation. Shan Xiaowu didn't know that she had stepped into the forbidden area.

Fortunately, she also looked at people's faces. Seeing that Jiang Fengyan's face was not very good-looking, she thought that he had something difficult to say, so she immediately turned the topic away again as if nothing had happened. "There is still about one day left to go to the capital. If Mr. Jiang doesn't dislike it, he can go on the road with us so that he can take care of him.

"..." I can't leave my mouth, but the eyebrows behind the mask have bulged like a high mountain.

Since single Xiaowu complained about his intimation to Yirong, he was like getting out of the wall in Hongxing. He changed himself back to his original appearance overnight, and put on the mask again at the request of Shan Xiaowu - at this moment, his expression, Shan Xiaowu | If you don't look carefully, you can't find it.

And Jiang Fengyan is inseparable from the top. There is a kind of fear of the weak in front of the strong. Not to mention the strange mask on his face, even sitting next to him has a sense of suffocation.

As soon as Shan Xiaowu said this, he immediately felt that the air around him had changed, not to mention that the beast-like eyes behind the demon mask were staring at him with warning.

If he dares to nod and agree to go on the road together, it is estimated that he will cut him into eleven sections first and let him play Cuju with himself.

"Thank you for your invitation," Jiang Fengyan was stared at with cold hair all over. Afraid of death, he quickly got up and bowed to Shan Xiaowu, and then gently refused. "But Xiaosheng has made an appointment with his fellow villagers to meet here and go to Beijing to take the exam together. If you walk with several people at this moment, it is unreasonable. So I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my wife's kindness.

After a textual explanation, not only Shan Xiaowu was stunned, but even Ben Lei frowned uneasantly: It's uncomfortable to listen to these nerds talking!

There is no expression, but judging from his slightly relaxed fist, he is obviously very satisfied with Jiang Fengyan's way.

"So that's it. Then we won't force it."

Shan Xiaowu pushed it away and handed it over. Mei shook her head to signal him to wait first. Her whole teeth were sore that she couldn't eat it.

"...I'm really sorry, madam."

Although Jiang Fengyan was sorry, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He really didn't have the courage to stay in the same place for more than a day. He was under a lot of pressure!

Shan Xiaowu just habitually wanted to help her poor person. Since Jiang Fengyan refused, she did not speak again.

I just left some dry food and a few taels of silver for him when I left the next day.

Although Jiang Fengyan's reading popularity festival told him that he could not answer it, he could not beat the threat of hunger in the end. He blushed and thanked Shan Xiaowu and took it.

"The great kindness of several students should be remembered in their hearts, and they will be rewarded in a spring in the future."

"No need."

Shan Xiaowu didn't have time to open his mouth, and he has already opened his mouth first.

He will never let a man his little wife is interested in have an excuse to come to them in the future, which will make him feel very unhappy.

Although Shan Xiaowu wondered why he hated Jiang Fengyan so much, out of respect for her father-in-law, she did not open her mouth to refute. She just smiled and followed his words, "Yes, it's just a little thing. It's not worth remembering. Mr. Jiang should pay more attention to it. In the future, he will enter the official career and do more good things for the people. That's it.

Jiang Fengyan repeatedly said yes.

Shan Xiaowu said a few words to him again. Finally, because he couldn't stand the fatigue caused by vomiting all day, he couldn't leave the carriage.

Ben Lei glanced at Jiang Fengyan, nodded to him, and then jumped on the frame and drove the carriage away.

The heavy rain stopped last night, and the morning sun was particularly bright and warm on my body.

Jiang Fengyan has been witnessing Shan Xiaowu's line disappearing in the distance at the door of the ruined temple. Then he turned around and packed up his things, picked up the precious bookcase, and walked slowly all the way to the capital.