Chapter 100 New Path

My head hurts, my body bones seem to be scattered, and I can't use any strength.

This is what Yang Yanzhao felt when he opened his eyes. Because of the pain, he couldn't help humming softly, and just after he made a sound, a somewhat dull face stretched out.

But it was Guo Huai who found that Yang Yanzhao woke up, his short and thick eyebrows bent aside and hurriedly said, "Brother Yanzhao, are you awake!"

His throat was so dry that he squeezed out a few words, "Brother Hede, water..."

Hearing this, Guo Huai strode to the table, picked up the cold tea on the table, poured it to the head of the bed, and carefully raised Yang Yanzhao's head.

After drinking three cups in a row, the latter felt more comfortable and shook his head slightly at Guo Huai. He didn't want him to take any more tea and thanked him.

"Brother Yanzhao, why are you polite? If it weren't for you, how could the Taoist family win the first place? It should be that I thank you."

Guo Huai is still full of urn, but his deep words are permeated with joy. Suddenly, he patted his thigh and lost his voice, "Brother Yan Zhao, who has been in a coma for a few days, often come to see you. Now that he wakes up, he should tell them the good news."

After saying that, he pulled out his legs and walked away. Yang Yanzhao, who was lying behind him, still had no question. He couldn't see his figure, and only the sound of the wooden door opening.

Soon, the bedside was full of people. Xue Yuyu took Yang Yanzhao's arm and raised her pulse with a calm frown. Under the continuous urging of Meng Kan, she stopped his gesture.

"Yan Zhao's injury has been recovering, and it won't take him three or five days to get out of bed and walk around."

Hearing the words, Geng Yuanfu was secretly relieved. Xu Shaoyang's smile was a little stronger, and Meng Kan laughed loudly, shaking the dust and sand on the roof.

"Zhong Ran, Yan Zhao is my apprentice. Why are you so happy? Is it possible to tear down the house?"

In a good mood, Geng Yuanfu also made fun of Meng Kan. He knew the little abacus in the latter's heart, especially after Huashan, he was very concerned about Yang Yanzhao and had no effort to dig the wall.

However, on that day, on the Huashan Mountain, my little apprentice was indeed amazing. Whether it was ingenuity or tenacity in his bones, he was a good seedling.

Not to mention that Zhong Ran has moved his mind. At this moment, according to the news, the Confucian and Buddhist families are also starting to inquire about his news. Fortunately, they have been sneaking with Daizhou City over the years and have not been noticed, otherwise even if it is changed, it will not help the world.

Three days later, in the early morning, Yang Yanzhao, who was lying in a panic, slowly got up from ** and opened the door, but it was a curved corridor. He immediately remembered Guo Huai's words yesterday.

They are in Yongle City at this moment, and he is sleeping for eight days and eight nights.

The Taoist at the top of Huashan won, but Guo Huai didn't know what the final agreement was, so Yang Yanzhao had nowhere to know.

Perhaps, in the past few days, the court has changed.

Leaning on the vermilion wooden pillar, it is late autumn. The early morning wind is a little cool, blowing on Yang Yanzhao, but I feel fresh.

"Brother Yanzhao, why did you get out of bed?"

A soft voice came from his ear, pulling Yang Yanzhao's confused thoughts back. He turned around and saw Lian Rong walking towards him with a bowl.

"I've been in the house for a long time, and my bones are about to fall off, so I came out to turn around," Yang Yanzhao said truthfully and thanked later, "I'm sorry to take care of you these days."

Lian Rong waved her delicate hand and showed a sweet smile on her face, "The little brother is going to see the outside. You and I are in the same family, not to mention that the little brother was injured for the sake of the mountain gate. I should take care of it."

With that, Lian Rong handed the millet porridge in the case plate to Yang Yanzhao, "Little brother, you have just recovered. The teacher said that you should prepare some clear talk. I'm not sure what the little brother likes to eat, so I can only make this porridge."

"This porridge is enough."

Yang Yanzhao hurriedly took it over and put it on the armrest magnolia in the corridor. The millet porridge had just come out of the pot, so it was still scattered with fine smoke, with a pleasant aroma.

When I woke up the day before yesterday, I ate the same millet porridge. There was only rice and water in the porridge, but there was a strange fragrance, and it tasted more indescribably sweet.

It should have put something, maybe spices. After all, Lianrong has been following Xue Yuyu for more than ten years, and her achievements in elixir are also a small achievement.

"Little brother, thank you very much this time."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but smile and subconsciously touched his nose. "Senior sister, this is the third person who said the same thing to me after I woke up, Brother Shaoyang, Brother Hede, and Sister Lian Rong.

In fact, it doesn't have to be like this. As the senior sister just said about Yan Zhao, you and I belong to the same clan, and I am a disciple of Taoism. It's natural to fight for the mountain gate.

"The little brother is right, but I still want to thank you, nothing else, just because..."

Without further saying, Lian Rong smiled at Yang Yanzhao again. His apricot eyes were full of spring, but he was pure and flawless. He could only make him sigh a good girl in his heart.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao wanted to know how old Lian Rong is. Her appearance looks like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. I don't know if the alchemy skill has a way to nourish her face.

However, Yang Yanzhao, who was well aware of the red tape, did not speak, but just turned his words away, "Sister, when did you and your uncle know each other? The teacher said that the little uncle is in the world, but his heart is outside the world, wandering in Kyushu. Have you encountered interesting things over the years? Why don't you talk to Yanzhao?

After being haired by the wind, Lian Rong said softly, "When I met my teacher, I was only five years old.

That year happened to be a cold winter snow. Alone, I trembled in the ruined temple. Maybe it was fate that I met my teacher who traveled down the mountain.

Over the years, as the teacher has traveled all over the country and experienced the inside and outside the customs, although the teacher always looks like a prodigal, he is actually a delicate person.

I remember once, at the foot of Mount Tai, we..."

Lianrong said slowly, and her face became more and more brilliant. Yang Yanzhao had some kind of speculation in his heart that she knew she shouldn't have. Sister Lianrong secretly agreed that it was her little uncle.

Maybe this is the affection for a long time, but will the little uncle accept it?

Thinking of this, Yang Yanzhao felt a little sympathy in his heart. This was an era when a man could have three wives and four concubines, but there was also Gang Lun, a teacher of Tiandijun.

Between masters and apprentices, they will only be close to each other, out of reach, and no one dares to surpass them.

"Brother Yanzhao, hurry up and have porridge. You see, I'm only talking about the past. The porridge is going to be cold."

Lian Rong's urging made Yang Yanzhao withdraw his mind. He hurriedly drank the porridge with only the remaining warm porridge. While eating, he heard her jokes.

"Bear little brother, there is something that Shaoyang brother didn't tell you."

A little puzzled, Yang Yanzhao swallowed the porridge and asked vaguely, "What's the matter, Sister Lianrong?"

Lian Rong squeezed her eyes at him, showing a rare mischievous look, "Do you remember your last words on the top of Huashan Mountain that day?"

Frowning, Yang Yanzhao tried his best to recall, but he couldn't remember, so he could only shake his head.

"Actually, I didn't hear what you said, but it made the Jingyu lady very angry. If it hadn't been for the protection of the master, she would have taken your life when you fainted.

Later, I learned from my uncle that you actually flirted with others before you fainted. Well, the little lady of Jingyu, regardless of his master's order, vowed to marry you, and has begun to inquire about your whereabouts everywhere.

"Cough..."

He was choked by the porridge in his mouth. Yang Yanzhao coughed a few times before he stopped. At this time, he remembered and said something to the little Confucian woman before he fainted.

"Nugeot, you won, I lost."

Is it possible that the original tone was very **5?

But the mouth is full of blood, and people who are full of injuries can also have a move?

I don't understand. Is it possible to kill people like this?

Yang Yanzhao only felt that he was wronged, and fortunately, he was changed at that time. Otherwise, he really couldn't imagine a Confucian master behind him chasing him all day long.

"In fact, Jingyu girl is also very good, and her appearance is also quite beautiful. Among the Confucian disciples, she is also among the best. However, according to me, she should have the glory of double ten years old, which is not good. She is older than Yan Zhao's younger brother."

Where is this?

It seems that women, no matter what time, space and environment they are in, will become a little happy to talk about this man and woman.

He stayed in Yongle City for dozens of days. In these days, Yang Yanzhao's injury has recovered and lived a full life.

In the morning, he was pulled by Xu Shi to discuss the sketch. After that, he went to Meng Kan to learn the 'Kuiyan Sutra'. After lunch, Xue Yuyu would also pull him to talk about divination and alchemy. In the evening, he had to go to Geng Yuanfu's room to listen to the basic scriptures of the 'Tianchen Secret'.

In this way, I don't feel that the time is flying.

On this day, when I woke up in the morning, the corridor was full of fallen leaves. Passing by the courtyard, the remaining green and yellow leaves on several trees were all fallen, leaving only bare trunks.

After breakfast, Xu Shaoyang did not pull Yang Yanzhao to talk about pen and ink and chess games. Geng Yuanfu gathered everyone together, looked outside the house, and whispered, "It's already the cold autumn season in October. It will take more than a month to go to Kaifeng here, and next March will be the day of spring. Yanzhao, you can pack up and go to Suiyang Shu. Yuan, looking for Zhang Hao and Zhang Yuhe, he will arrange your admission. After the spring, he will take you to the mountain gate to worship the ancestor.

Suddenly hearing Geng Yuanfu mention the Spring Festival, Yang Yanzhao suddenly realized that it was time to start. These days, he talked with them and almost forgot the big event of science.

Although I also like the feeling of being detached from the world in my heart, being an official is his first thought after coming to this world. He has to experience it, and there is less regret.

"Hide, you will follow Yanzhao in the future. The practice of entering the world is the same everywhere. Maybe following Yanzhao can exercise your mind better."

Meng Kan said carelessly, but Guo Huai was a little surprised, while Yang Yanzhao was more moved and let Guo Huai follow him just to protect his safety.

Meng Kan's eyes widened and scolded Guo Huai, who opened his mouth, "Don't look at it. As a teacher, you will follow your uncle in the future. If Shaoyang is there, are you afraid that no one will take care of you?"

On the second day, when the dawn fell, Guo Huai sat on the carriage outside the house, wearing the human skin mask given by Xue Yuyu last night.

After all, he has to stay with Yang Yanzhao for a long time, and the best effect of Yi Rongdan can only last for a few months, which is not as thoughtful as the mask.

By the side of the car, Yang Yanzhao took an ancient book handed over by Xue Yuyu. The latter smiled and said, "Since the two brothers have violated the rules, I am nothing.

Yan Zhao, I'm very interested in the firearm you mentioned. Maybe it's worth pondering. This is my summary of the practice methods, medicine, alchemy and divination. If you have any preferences, it's easy to study. If you are not interested, you can destroy it. It can't flow into the hands of outsiders. Remember, remember.

He was moved again and bent down to the ground. "Yan Zhaojin obeyed the words of the little uncle."

Putting the ancient book on his chest and looking at Geng Yuanfu and others, Yang Yanzhao suddenly had a sense of sadness in his heart and saluted Geng Yuanfu, Meng Kan and Xue Yuyu standing in front of him.

is to kneel down and worship the disciple.

"The apprentice is going now. Please take care of yourself."

When Meng Kan and Xue Yuwei heard the words, they turned their heads and looked at Geng Yuanfu, who was standing aside. Seeing that he did not speak, they immediately relaxed their hearts.

"It's getting late. Let's go."

Geng Yuanfu said softly. Yang Yanzhao answered and boarded the carriage. Guo Huai turned around and looked at it a few times. Then he shook his whip and left in the carriage.