Chapter 81 The Banned He Xiaopang

Half of the song, the little man of Jiqinglou came. Of course, the three people who played the piano and were intoxicated and the sound of the piano were not aware of it. Yang Yanzhao, who only had half a tune, walked out gently and took a few food boxes from the little man who cringed at the door of the yard.

"You've got it, little brother!"

He said in a low voice with a smile that the delivery man was not as overwhelmed as he did for the first time. He smiled and showed two little tiger teeth. "You're welcome. You're invited to use the food while it's hot. There are more and more guests in Jiqing Building, and the villain is going back. If not, he will be scolded by the shopkeeper."

He walked into the small courtyard with the food box, and the sound of the piano continued. Yang Yanzhao put the small plate in the food box on the small table next to Geng Yuanfu. Suddenly, the fragrance of the dish overflowed.

As usual, Geng Yuanfu picked up Yang Yanzhao's full glass of wine for him, took a sip, then picked up his chopsticks, and listened to the beautiful music while eating.

Geng Yuanfu moved the chopsticks, and Yang Yanzhao was also pretentious. He picked up the chopsticks and followed them and ate them. He attentively moved the piano for Xu Shi as he wanted. He ate good dishes and listened to good songs. Although he did not realize the life of a playboy with his servants on the streets in his heart, this little interest also made him temporarily satisfied.

Zhang Qian still shook his head there. Although Master Xu said that he didn't have to wait for him to eat, how could the latter, who followed the teacher, do the piano and eat happily?

After a song, Xu Shi took the sweat towel handed over by Zhang Qian and wiped his hands. He smiled and asked Yang Yanzhao to give advice. When he heard that he was eating vegetables, he immediately put down his chopsticks and said very seriously, "Brother's song is like the sound of nature, which makes Yan Zhao calm. In fact, he did not find any shortcomings."

This serious appearance made Zhang Qian subconsciously curl his lips. Xu Shi did not know that Yang Yanzhao's rhythm was not attainable. He only refused as usual, and immediately sincerely asked him to propose improvements again.

This time, Yang Yanzhao was in a dilemma. Fortunately, there was Geng Yuanfu. Someone untied this encirclement. As the impart of Xu Shaoyang's rhythm, he had a deep knowledge about it, and then pointed out a few points to be improved, which also let Yang Yanzhao get rid of it for the time being.

After lunch and a little rest, Zhang Qian went back to Juyuan to review his homework. Xu Shi didn't have to teach in the afternoon, so he followed Geng Yuanfu and listened to his doubts to Yang Yanzhao.

Soon, one day came when it was time to move westward. Yang Yanzhao packed up his pen, ink and books, said goodbye to Geng Yuanfu and Xu Shi, and went to Qingtan and waited for Zhang Qian to go home with him.

Without He Yu, the two of them can't ride a ride, but Fortunately, there are many people going to the city together, and it's not too boring to walk.

When he got home, the little figure of the exhaust wind could be seen more than ten feet away. Yang Yanzhao couldn't help stepping a little bigger. Soon, the little girl also found him and greeted him with a trot.

"Son, Brother Qiu Bai."

He said goodbye to Zhang Qian, pulled the exhaust wind into the small yard and put down the cloth bag. Yang Yanzhao looked at the two rice bowls on the table and asked, "Why, He Yu, won't he come back for dinner tonight?"

The exhaust wind shook his head and moved the oil lamp on the table to one side. "Brother He didn't come back after going out in the morning. I don't know if the business in the shop is busy or..."

Saying this, the exhaust wind stopped her words. She knew more or less about He Yu's things. She didn't hear the news for a day, and she was inevitably worried.

"I'm afraid He Xiaopang has been punished at home by his father. Maybe he will close it for ten days and a half months, and he can just be quiet in his ear."

"Father, aren't you worried about Brother He?"

Pai Feng said in a low voice. He was not relieved because of Yang Yanzhao's joke. The latter saw it and put down the chopsticks he had just picked up. "Although it is against his father this evening, the tiger poison still does not eat the child. It should not happen. When his father is over his breath, he will continue to come out to wander around. At that time, don't think that he is upset in front of him. "

This said reminded the exhaust wind of He Yu's scoundrel. He couldn't help but smile, and his big eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"Can we eat now?"

Listening to Yang Yanzhao's slightly sad voice, the little girl spit out her tongue and trotted to the room with a bowl, "Well, I'm going to serve rice for the prince."

On the second day, when the young man of Jiqing Building came to deliver food at noon, Yang Yanzhao specifically asked if he had seen He Yu, but the young man only came to the college to deliver dishes under the order of the shopkeeper. He did not know the real owner of Jiqing Building, so he did not know He Yu, so he did not ask for any news.

When he went back, the exhaust wind said that the north of the city, which was supposed to open today, did not open the door to welcome guests, and He Yu did not come back. Even Zhang Qian began to ask where He Yu had gone in the past two days.

According to He Yu's nature, if he is all right, he will definitely come back to this small courtyard as soon as possible. Now it seems that he is in trouble.

She comforted the exhaust wind. Ying Cheng said that she would wait for He Yu's father for two more days and went to visit him when he was about to calm down, which made the little girl pick up her job at ease.

Three days later, I still didn't see He Yu's figure. The exhaust wind went to Jiqing Tower and didn't hear about him. Now the little girl couldn't sit still, and Yang Yanzhao, who was increasingly worried, asked Zhang Qian to talk to Xu Shi to him, and walked out of the yard in the expectation of the wind.

He remembered that He Yu's home was in the south of the city, but he didn't know where it was. Fortunately, he had been going out of the south gate to the college these days. Yang Yanzhao had at least walked on a familiar road.

The bustling crowd was as usual. The pawn shopkeeper shouted loudly, and the teahouse was noisy, while Yang Yanzhao did not want to watch it, and his mind was full of what to say when he came to Hefu.

He Yu was obviously detained by his father. Even if his father knew that He Yu knew that now made the He family the largest businessman in Fuzhou, he still did this. It seemed that he was really angry.

What did Yu say about this temper? He is very stubborn.

Therefore, it is not a simple thing to convince him. It is only reasonable and emotional, but how to know and how to move is another problem.

His mind was a little confused. Although he once persuaded the king of the Song Dynasty to go north, Yang Yanzhao did not have any self-confidence when it came to housework.

After shaking his head, he really had no choice but to move back to the house. There was no news about Lan Guizhai. He Yu was his money bag in the future. The most important thing was that there was a brotherhood between the two, and Yang Yanzhao could not find such a reassuring person.

The He family is also a little famous in the south of the city. They asked people on the roadside. Even if they knew where they lived, they thanked them and walked southwest along the green brick road.

The south of the city is not prosperous for Fuzhou City, and it is even a little decayed. Most of the households live in poverty for the sunrise. Most of them are inconspicuous small shops on both sides of the street. Occasionally, if you see the facades of one or two families, it must be hung with the word 'he'.

I think that the He family has been suppressed over the years, otherwise how could it shrink in this place where the poor gather?

In the rain alley, I took another cup of tea and stopped in front of a large house in the courtyard. The plaque at the door was a little old, but it was not stained with dust.

The closed wooden door faded and faded under the wind and rain. At the door were two flowers and plants that Yang Yanzhao had never seen before, which were blooming at the right time, with a faint fragrance.

Is this really the home of merchants?

Seeing this situation, Yang Yanzhao grinned at the corners of his mouth. In his heart, the door of the rich should be a high-walled compound. Zhumen was strangely red, and there should be at least two or three little men at the door.

Gently clasped the door ring. After a while, the sound of footsteps came, and a family of servants came out. Seeing Yang Yanzhao's face, they couldn't help asking, "Son, who are you looking for?"

"I'm a classmate with your son. I'm worried because I haven't seen you for a few days, so I want to visit you."

Listening to Yang Yanzhao's words, the servant's face flashed with a look of embarrassment. "My son is not convenient to meet guests. Please have a meeting."

Sure enough, it was locked up.

Yang Yanzhao turned around and left so easily. His face immediately became anxious. He came forward and grabbed the servant's sleeve. "What's wrong with him tonight? But he is sick. I'm like a brother with him. Please let me go in and have a look."

Seeing Yang Yanzhao's eagerness, the servant's face flashed with intolerance, but when he remembered the master's gloomy and terrible expression, he immediately put away his softened heart. "The young man is worried. My son is in good health. It's not convenient to meet the guests because he has something to do. Please come back!"

Of course, Yang Yanzhao has heard the intention of refusal at this moment, but he has been ready to be obsessed. "Since I'm in the house tonight, please spread it and see you first, so that I don't have any worries in my heart."

The servant who opened the door was also annoyed by Yang Yanzhao's unwillingness to leave. "You are a scholar, and you are also a sage reader. It's inconvenient for the owner. How can you be so hard to visit!"

"He Laosan, what's the matter?"

While Yang Yanzhao continued to prepare for a meeting with a smile, the old man in a gray shirt came out. Among the servants behind him, it was clear that there was He Qi, a servant who often went to the college to pick up He Yu.

"Sir, this scholar insists on seeing the prince, so..."

Seeing the old man, the servant who opened the door quickly said the reason. The latter heard the words and turned to Yang Yanzhao, "Are you a dog's classmate?" Is your surname Yang?"

"I've met my uncle, and my little nephew is Yang Jing."

Yang Yanzhao bent down and saluted, but when he was about to say something, there was a cold hum in his ear, "It turns out that you have taught He Jinxi. Come on, take it for me. I have to teach you a good lesson today!"

After that, dozens of people jumped out of the door and surrounded Yang Yanzhao. However, after He Qi glanced at He Yong, he slowly moved back and looked at the yard.

"Acle He, my little nephew is really a close friend of Jinxi."

But He Yong didn't listen to his words. His face was cold, his eyes were full of resentment, and he pointed to his left and right angrily. "What are you still doing? Hurry up and teach me a lesson for this misleader!"