On the third day of February, Zhaoxue was finally able to go to the ground, but her internal injuries had not yet healed.

But the palace has been bothered for more than a month, although the maids and servants of the palace have already returned from annual leave, but Zhao Xue is really embarrassed, plus the Tianfu is open, and there are students in and out of the library every day, he has to go back to clean, of course, the most important thing is ...... The teenager really owes too much money and has to find a way to pay it off.

So, on the fourth day of the second lunar month, the young man greeted Xu Yong and Zhong Jing, and returned to South Twenty-seventh Lane with Mr. Ye.

At the mouth of the alley, the two met Lin Yi's boy who had returned from school, the young man was startled at first, and then rushed over, grabbing Zhaoxue for a while and asking for warmth.

"Where have you been?"

"I haven't seen you for a month, I heard Mr. Ye say that you went to Mr. Ye's hometown for the New Year, but why do I see that you are still thin?"

"Also, what's the matter with you? Two days ago, there was an old man standing on the wall of your house sneaky, and I scolded him a few words, do you owe money to others and go out to hide debts?"

"I heard my mother say that some moneylenders in Nancheng used to like to spend money to invite those old men and old ladies to ask for debts, and they couldn't beat or scold, which was really annoying. ”

Zhao Xue caught the old man in Lin Yi's mouth, and looked at Mr. Ye with a puzzled face.

Lin Yi was still saying: "By the way, Mr. Ye was also there that day, so Mr. Ye has a good temper and is kind to everyone." ”

When Mr. Ye heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "It's what you think." ”

Zhao Xue suddenly realized that she was really the old pavilion master, and she wanted to come here to find some clues, but she was mistaken by Lin Yi for a debt collector.

As soon as he thought of this, the young man couldn't cry or laugh, and said to Lin Yi: "You think too much." ”

With that, he looked at the tree at the mouth of the alley.

The peach tree already had some tender leaves, and it seemed that it had succeeded, and the boy couldn't help but look forward to sitting under the peach tree and telling stories in the future.

Well, I'll have to prepare some stories in advance.

Lin Yi came out again at this time, and said: "You don't know, you haven't been in this month, I have come to water and loosen the soil every day, there was a snow in the spring a few days ago, and I also wrapped it in a straw mat, and then it was taken off when the weather was fine, you have to invite me to dinner another day." ”

The young man turned his head to look at him and said, "Okay, okay, I'll invite you another day." ”

"Na, let's say it, don't forget!" Lin Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, took the young man's hand, hooked his little finger, and said, "Pull the hook!"

When Mr. Ye saw the changes in Zhaoxue, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, and the smile on his face kept coming.

Walking to the door, Lin Yi said goodbye to the two, and Mr. Ye took Zhaoxue into Zhaoxue's yard.

Mr. Ye entered the house to put his luggage, and Zhao Xue looked at the yard that had been lost for a long time, and felt inexplicably kind.

The boy entered the house and came to the backyard again, staring at an oil-paper umbrella hanging on the wall.

In other words, Brother Wang Zhi has been gone for a few days, and he doesn't know where he is now, does he know the news that he was chased and almost died?

Mr. Ye put his things away, and when he saw Zhaoxue in a daze in the backyard, he called him and said, "What are you in a daze?"

The young man came back to his senses and said, "Teacher, does Brother Wang Zhi know about my business?"

Mr. Ye said: "No, since he left, but there is no letter yet, considering that he is not easy to take this step, Xu Yong did not send a letter to him." ”

When the young man heard this, he was really a little curious about Wang Zhi's step, so he asked

Said: "Teacher, what is the step that Brother Wang Zhi is going to take?"

"He's ......" Mr. Ye walked to the backyard and said: "He has entered the Dao Xuan Realm a few years ago, last year there was a rare thunderstorm in the imperial city, he saw a vague door in the rain, so he followed Mr. out for a walk, and when he came back, he seemed to realize that he saw the door, and he had to take another step, and after this step was the holy light." ”

"Holy Light Realm, the kind of person who is hundreds of thousands of miles away in an instant?"

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, the young man was a little yearning, but Mr. Ye said: "How can that realm be so easy to touch? The youngest known Holy Light Realm is also more than a hundred years old, even a thousand years ago, the youngest is more than forty, how can your eldest brother Wang Zhi take this step so easily?"

"Oh!"

At this point in the conversation, the boy no longer had any doubts.

......

In response to the Tianfu Shangyuan Festival hall examination, the results will be released on the fifth day, and those who pass will be discharged on the same day, and the practice will start on February 2, and now it is overcrowded.

This year's momentum is good, 70,000 people have passed the temple examination, and the number of special students recommended by various places has also exceeded that of previous years, and some people have a hunch that the era of a thousand years ago may come again.

The young man naturally didn't believe it much, anyway, it had nothing to do with him, and he came to the library early. Bailu Mountain is full of cultivating teenagers, listening to teachings and preaching and solving doubts everywhere, and the students on the road have also paid attention to his eyes, but the young man walks by coldly.

Went straight to the library, and the young man said sorry to the old pavilion master, and then picked up a broom and entered the library.

There were already some people in the cabinet who were borrowing books, and both men and women were exuding vitality, which made the always deserted library a little lively.

Those people just looked at the boy at random, and when they saw that it was a boy who was cleaning with his head down, they ignored it and continued to pick out books.

The teenager noticed that the books they borrowed could only be taken out by the old pavilion owner, and they had to be returned within a month, otherwise they would be held responsible.

They are very respectful to the old man, but they only address the old man as an elder.

In the afternoon, the young man finished cleaning, paid the old man, and was about to leave, but suddenly asked the old man in a low voice: "Senior, don't they know that you are the master of the Sword Pavilion?"

The old man squinted slightly, nodded and smiled.

Looking at the old man's ordinary appearance, Zhao Xue couldn't help but wonder, is it not that the more powerful he is, the more ordinary he is?

Shaking his head and shaking off these thoughts, he said goodbye to the old man, and the young man went back with a slight increase in the salary of three hundred clerks.

......

After playing in the imperial city for half a winter, the teenagers who went north with Mr. also had their own places to go.

Among them, Yunhai Changhong went to Danyuan, Congfang studied in Wenfu, Lin Yu and Nangong Han entered the Sword Pavilion, and Wenzheng was in the Snow Building.

Nangong Tong waited for his brother's reply on the mountain, and gradually became impatient, so Mr. asked him to go to the library to copy the book, accompanied by the little girl.

On the other side, Zhao Xue, who was on her way home, looked at the high-spirited rich people on the street, as well as those magnificent restaurants, and couldn't help but feel that money was really a good thing, but unfortunately she not only didn't have it, but she also owed a lot.

Back at Lane 27, the teacher was copying books, and the boy asked, "Teacher, how much do you pay to copy books in Lane 13?"

Mr. Ye replied, "One month, fifty taels." ”

"Then you must have saved a lot in the past few years, right?"

"I saved some, but because of you, I used it all for Xu, now

Nope. ”

Hearing that the young man felt a little guilty, Mr. Ye noticed it, but said: "Don't feel guilty, it's the teacher who is incompetent and can't give you a good environment, just a little money, it's all given to you by the teacher." You know, people like you can't find a student like you. ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

......

"Teacher, I want to learn to write, and then, like a teacher, earn fifty taels a month. ”

"Yes. ”

So, the boy began to copy the "Te Ching" in his yard, and gradually developed to copy the books written by the teacher.

Before I knew it, spring quietly left, and the hot summer came as scheduled, and the boy began to teach himself carpentry, starting from the bench, spending more than a month to make a chair and a table, building a pergola under the peach tree, and starting to tell stories.

However, not many people listened......

Only the teacher and Lin Yi were his loyal listeners.

During this period, the young man met Nangong Han and Lin Yu in the Library, and the young man fooled these two people together.

Then Nangong Han called Wen Zheng too, and Wen Zheng said a word to Yunhai Changhong again, so the girl pulled Congfang over.

In this way, the boy had seven listeners.

In a blink of an eye, the summer solstice is coming, and Wang Zhi arrived as promised.

The young man was overjoyed, and Wang Zhi was also very happy. The boy asked him, "Have you ever taken that step?"

Wang Zhi shook his head and said indifferently: "No, but there are still some gains, and it is not in vain." ”

Later, Wang Zhi became the eighth listener of the teenager, and when he saw the teenager in the alley telling stories for a few months, even the owner came, so more and more people joined in, and the teenager's audience gradually grew, and the alley became more and more lively......

On the other side, the young man obtained the consent of the old pavilion master and joined the ranks of the book cabinet copying, and his exquisite block letters won the praise of many people.

What's even more surprising is that there are 1,000 taels of silver a month for Shuge copying books!

As a result, the boy's life was spent in storytelling, studying, cleaning, practicing, and copying books, until the worried Luo Feng Zhi did not appear, and the boy couldn't help but feel that such a day was very beautiful.

Maybe...... can always be like this, but every time he has such a thought, the boy always gives himself a slap, and he can never forget that his sister's ashes are still sealed in Qujiang!

Time passed, and the Prince of the Apocalypse returned to the Imperial City.

On the second day, Ye Sheng came to South Twenty-seventh Lane, quietly joined the audience, and glanced at Wang Zhi, tacitly.

After noon, Mr. Xiaoshu, who was talking eloquently under the peach tree, took a sip of tea from the previous storyteller, and said: "I'm here today, I'm sorry to know what happened next, and listen to the next decomposition." ”

With that, the crowd gradually dispersed.

The second prince came to the young man and wondered, "Who taught you this last sentence?"

"Teacher. ”

Ye Sheng glanced at Mr. Ye, nodded slightly, and said, "Tasteful." ”

So, a few people returned to the courtyard and chatted, and during the conversation, Ye Sheng mentioned some experiences of going to Yinshan, focusing on a few names: Nangong Ling'er, Yiyang, Bai Yunfei......

He also said: "Yinshan, a lot of things have happened and many people have died. 2k reading network