Chapter 69 White Under the Light

Outside the chrysanthemum courtyard, Zhang Qian walked slowly with a cloth bag on his back. He Yu, with a nervous face, followed his side and continued to apologize.

not far away, the young man of He's house was looking up and wanted to pick up He Yu back home. He felt that the situation at present was undoubtedly scolding himself, so he could only wait anxiously.

"Qiu Bai, go back with me. It's just on the way."

He Yu said in a low voice, but looked at Yang Yanzhao with his eyes. The latter also understood that Zhang Qian was not really angry, but he had not wiped his face

The literati are always a little arrogant, and Zhang Qian is naturally not listed.

"I'm a little tired after a day's class. If I don't feel disturbed tonight, I also want to take your ride."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao took the lead in walking to the carriage. He Yu quickly responded, "That's natural. You and I are classmates. Brother Yanzhao does not need to be so polite."

Turning his head, He Yu still had a sad face, "Qiu Bai, are you okay with us?"

Zhang Qian, who was still a little angry in his heart, saw Yang Yanzhao wandering towards the carriage, and then looked at the extremely sincere pleading on He Yu's face. He immediately sighed and shook his head and walked to the carriage.

Seeing Zhang Qian's behavior, the depression on He Yu's fat face swept away. He immediately ran in front of him with a smile, helped them lift the curtain, and said loudly to the dwarf, "He Qi, let's go to Pingchuan Street first."

"No, it's the same rule. I'll get off at Changchun Street."

After listening to Zhang Qian's words, He Yu answered reluctantly. Yang Yanzhao, who had sat down, ignored the words between them, lifted the cloth towel blocking the window on one side and looked at the scenery outside the car.

The carriage is very stable. Under the sunset, it is not slow to walk towards the city. There are also many carriages on the slightly wide mud road. Of course, there are more poor children on foot.

Among them, two or three of them are together, talking about what they have learned today, arguing, or agreeing, which has become a unique scenery.

In the car, He Yu and Zhang Qian were talking. Of course, most of them were talking about He Yu, and the content was also about buying and selling.

Zhang Qian's reaction surprised Yang Yanzhao that he listened without boredom, and sometimes even said something about his own thoughts.

Yang Yanzhao did not interrupt their conversation, but listened quietly. He Yu did have a talent for doing business. Some of the ideas he said were vaguely the ideas of his previous life.

If it hadn't been for his father's forced to take the imperial examination, Yang Yanzhao would have no doubt that there would be a new rich surname in Fuzhou City.

The car shook twice, and then stopped. The driver raised the curtain, "Sir, Changchun Street is here."

He Yu stopped what he had not finished and helped Zhang Qian hand over the cloth bag, "Qiu Bai, Brother Yanzhao, see you in the college tomorrow."

After saying goodbye to each other, Yang Yanzhao and Zhang Qian walked towards Pingchuan Street. The houses on the street had already lit up with a yellow halo, and the fine cooking smoke was dissipating the fragrance of the dishes.

With some warm evening breeze on his face, Yang Yanzhao still walked slowly. In contrast, Zhang Qian's pace was a little faster than him.

Suddenly, Zhang Qian, who was walking in front of him, slowed down. "Brother Yanzhao, I hope you don't mention the matter between me and Jinxi in front of my mother."

"My mother knows that she is in business at home on this evening, so..."

With two words, Yang Yanzhao already understood what Zhang Qian meant. He and He Yu were friends, but he was afraid of being scolded by Aunt Zhang, so he could only secretly maintain this friendship.

"The person is not bad this evening. Maybe it's more suitable for him to do business than the imperial examination."

Yang Yanzhao left such a sentence and continued to walk forward. Zhang Qian, who fell behind him, couldn't help agreeing, but the idea was really ridiculous.

If he is in business, He Yu's father will not split him. Otherwise, this tough He Xiaopang will willingly go to the college to ask for fame?

After turning a corner on Changchun Street, we arrived at Pingchuan Street. Following the small river, Yang Yanzhao and Yang quickly saw their own courtyard.

Under the night, a small figure looked in front of the door. Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in his big eyes and rushed forward, "Son, you're back!"

Yang Yanzhao said goodbye to Zhang Qian with a smile, and handed the scroll in his hand to the exhaust wind who stretched out his hand. "Can you encounter strange things when you go out with Aunt Zhang today?"

Entering the room, put down the book in his hand, and gave Yang Yanzhao a sweat towel. "How can there be strange things every day? I just went through the streets and alleys with Aunt Zhang to sell cooking cakes, and the money left by the prince was also used by the wind to buy vegetables."

After washing his face, he took the sweat towel and wiped it. Yang Yanzhao picked up the lamp next to the table. "Silver is a flower for you. If you see something you like, you can rest assured to buy it. Don't save money on this lamp and add more lamp oil to avoid damaging your eyes."

"Don't save the prince", the exhaust wind answered lowly, and then pointed to a few dishes on the table. "The prince should be hungry when he went to the college for a day. These dishes were learned by Aunt Zhang. I hope you don't dislike it."

"What did you say? It smells good." Yang Yanzhao deliberately sniffed his nose, and then went to the table. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of green vegetables. "It's really delicious. The craft of exhaust has improved."

"Real?"

In the expectant eyes of the exhaust, Yang Yanzhao tasted several dishes on the table and nodded seriously, "That's natural. When did the prince lie to you?"

"Last night, the prince..."

Paifeng muttered in a low voice. Yang Yanzhao, who was eating, didn't hear it clearly. He was busy eating food. After a while, he pointed to the position on one side and said vaguely, "Don't be stunned. Come and eat together. Why don't I tell you what happened in the college today?"

"Really?"

The big eyes of the exhaust wind brightened again. He sat at the table with a rice bowl, and the latter also talked about what he had seen during the day. Of course, what happened was adapted by him to coax an eight- or nine-year-old girl. Yang Yanzhao was still confident that he had such a ability.

After dinner, Yang Yanzhao asked Pai Feng to make him a cup of tea, and then asked the little girl to go to Aunt Zhang's house next door to help, and he sorted out the notes he made during the day.

The night outside the city is obviously more quiet than in the city. In the college, it is also a little yellow. Xu Shi's Zhuxuan is in the middle, and the three of them are sitting cross-legged on the wooden mat.

The incense burner was scattered with a faint Yilan fragrance. At this moment, Xu Shi was looking nervously at the chess game on the low table in front of him, and the two people in the game were sweating and wet their foreheads.

"No, you still win."

Talking is the old man in white that Yang Yanzhao met in the early morning. After nervous fighting and struggling, he simply abandoned his son and admitted defeat.

The person opposite him was wearing a gray robe, and the silver frost was scattered behind him. After hearing this sentence, he wiped the sweat on his forehead and said angrily, "It's over if you lose early. You have to hold on until now."

"I like it, can't I?"

The old man in white picked up the tea on one side and took a sip. His eyes were full of disdain. Seeing his expression, the man in gray laughed and scolded him and took the tea handed over by Xu Shi.

"Yu He, what did you come from Shangqiu for this time?"

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do? Shaoyang has a bad temper now. He ignores me and doesn't even agree to ask anyone.

"Ha ha, you are the new person in my college today. If he Shaoyang does a good job."

"Look, Geng Yuanfu, you two masters and apprentices are virtuous!"

Geng Yuanfu in the gray robe shook his head helplessly, and Xu Shi beside him continued to stare at the chessboard, which still had a sense of fighting.

"You can choose the rest of the people except him."

Seeing the rare solemnity of the other party, the old man in white put down the teacup in his hand and lowered his voice, "Is it possible that you have touched your love for talent? If you had known that with his answer with Shaoyang, I believe that he will rise up in the court in the future, which is much better than the people we are looking for who can only read.

This is exactly what the above wants.

In the last sentence, the voice was even lower, but the people in the room heard it clearly. Xu Shi also withdrew his eyes and looked at the teacher beside him.

Their master and apprentice were tired of cheating, so they came to this clean place to teach, but who expected that the situation would suddenly change. He clearly remembered that after Zhang Hao in white came last time, his teacher frowned and sighed for several days.

"It's because this is the person you really need over there that I can't let you take it away now."

"Why is this?"

Zhang Hao is even more puzzled. Isn't it because of his love? To be honest, with that sentence 'to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to continue the unique learning of the saints, and to open up the peace of the world' is enough to move anyone.

Geng Yuanfu pointed to the chessboard in front of him, "Yu He, do you know who did this chess?"

Zhang Hao was a little confused about this sudden problem, but he still answered, "This chess is said to be sold by a shop called Lan Guizhai. It is similar to the previous play but very different. The subtlety is indescribable. More importantly, it is simple and easy to understand, and it is really rare."

"Do you know that his other name is Liulangqi?"

"Rokulang Chess?"

"Um, it came from the Daizhou camp, and the person who came up with it was the sixth son of the Liu family."

Hearing this, Zhang Hao knew the reason for mentioning chess. The current words were full of surprise, "Yuanfu, do you mean that this chess was done by Liu Jia Liuzi, and today's teenager is him?"

Zhang Hao's heart hit violently, and he also heard about the sixth son of the Liu family. That was a trace of wind from above, and the destruction of the Northern Han Dynasty was planned by this person.

This is definitely a genius, but why did you abandon martial arts?

Feeling Zhang Hao's surprise, Geng Yuanfu nodded again, "That's right, it's him. Yang Ye is also related to it. As for how to enter our college, I'm afraid it's an opportunity. More importantly, this son was expelled from the house by Yang Ye."

There was a little less doubt on Zhang Hao's face. At this time, he brushed his beard a little clearly. "Yang Ye's loyalty and family love are difficult in the end, and he has no choice but to expel him.

I just heard that this son is fighting bravely, but I don't know that he is so agile, which is amazing. However, Yuan Fu can find out his origin in just one day. It seems that there has been a lot of business in the past year, and Zhang Yuhe is not as good as you.

Geng Yuanfu shook his head with a smile. He also listened to what his beloved disciple said. It happened that there was someone in the Zhe family, and the news came smoothly.

"So, he can't go to your Suiyang College now. Suiyang College has a lot of thoughts, and the competition is extremely fierce, and it is more appropriate for him to stay in the prefecture. After the test, he will go to Suiyang Academy to study."

Zhang Hao pondered for a moment, and immediately nod and agreed, "Yuan Fu said it very well, so it's settled."

After saying that, he got up and walked out. "The purpose of this trip has also been achieved, and we will leave tomorrow. We haven't seen each other for many days. We should have talked more about the past, but we can't wait for people. We are all old..."