"Good morning, sir!"

Yang Jian saw Huang Xinghe from afar, so he greeted politely.

"Hello, little sir."

Huang Xinghe looked at Yang Jian, now naturally he can't be called a little brother or a child, and, in terms of qualifications, he is now a professor of arithmetic in the Royal Academy, and his husband is the same as his own qualifications, which is not trivial.

"Sir is really dedicated, you should be very happy to be your student."

Yang Jian said this sincerely, without the needle-to-point confrontation and knowledge competition when the two met at the beginning, purely from the perspective of a teacher, Huang Xinghe can indeed be regarded as an excellent teacher.

If you were yourself, you would definitely not be able to be so willing to be poor.

"Where, where, Mr. Xiao has a good reputation, and Huang is just doing his duty."

Huang Xinghe looked at Yang Jian and said with a sneer.

In fact, when he saw Yang Jian now, his scalp was numb, for fear that this little guy would bring him some problems, and he would be embarrassed.

"By the way, sir, have you been studying arithmetic lately?"

Yang Jian really can't open which pot to mention.

"No-no-no-"

Huang Xinghe's matter really came.

"Sir seems nervous?"

Yang Jian asked knowingly.

"Yes, a little-"

Huang Xinghe is an honest man.

"Sir, come on, I have something to go to Chang'an today, and when I have time, I will learn arithmetic with Mr., and the son will be handed over to Mr. first, if she is disobedient, Mr. can just hit her palm."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he glanced at Xu Hezi again.

The board is Nanmangosteen, and it is not familiar if you don't play books.

As a student with poor grades, if a teacher doesn't bother to say that you scolded you and beat you, then your student career will probably be over.

It is true that Xu Hezi is her own sister, but she should also accept the punishment of not studying hard.

"Brother—"

When Xu Hezi heard this, his face changed greatly, the grievances just now had not been dissipated, and at this moment he was once again full of resentment.

"Hehe, listen to Mr. well, behave well, my brother will buy you flowers and clothes from Chang'an."

Yang Jian Enwei and Shi both.

"Okay-okay-"

As soon as he heard the flowers, Xu Hezi extinguished the anger that had reached his lips alive.

"Goodbye, sir."

Yang Jian waved at Huang Xinghe again.

"Goodbye, little sir—"

Huang Xinghe looked at Yang Jian who was happily jumping away all the way, but his heart was mixed, people, you really can't compare with people, sometimes you can only choose to die.

Chang'an during the day seems to be forever lively and noisy.

Walk through the South Gate and enter the city.

Yang Jian didn't go anywhere, but went straight north along Suzaku Street.

At the end of Suzaku Street, there is a side street on the left, and the side street is of course very wide, but this side street is all private houses, all of them have deep walls of high courtyards, and the Zhumen is a big house, and the style is extraordinary.

This is the luxury residential area of Chang'an City.

They all live in the powerful of the dynasty, or the businessmen of the wealthy side.

The street is quiet.

Newcomers are scarce.

Yang Jian retreated in front of a mansion.

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Yang Jian looked up.

Overhead is a clear blue sky.

An old, vigorous tree almost obscured half of the sky.

Even if there are no leaves, it still gives people a feeling of thick shade on this cold winter day.

Behind the ancient tree is a house with a deep courtyard.

Green bricks and black tiles.

Towering.

Zhumen is bright red and eye-catching.

Above the lintel, two equally simple and vigorous characters stand out on it:

"Lee's Mansion."

"Who are you looking for?"

On both sides of the Zhu Gate stood two young men dressed as housekeepers, and when they saw Yang Jian retreating in front of their master's mansion, they immediately asked vigilantly.

"I'm looking for Mr. Li Guinian."

Yang Jian looked at Jiading and said in a clear voice.

"Mr. Li Guinian? Did your parents ask you to come to our master? ”

Jia Ding looked at the doll in front of him and asked with a frown.

If it weren't for the fact that this doll was dressed fairly cleanly, he would really think that it was a little girl in Chang'an City, called Hanako.

Otherwise, how could a child dare to enter the wealthy area of Chang'an City and ask their master's name?

"No, I'm looking for your lord myself."

Yang Jian looked at the family, and he probably knew what they were thinking without asking.

"Yourself?"

The family burst out laughing.

Although this little doll is small, his tone is not small.

"Yes."

Yang Jian's face was calm and serious.

"Where do you come from in a hurry, where do you go back, our master doesn't have time to take care of your little doll!"

With a wave of his hand, the family has already issued an eviction order.

"You-"

It's really a cheap thing that looks down on people with dog eyes.

Yang Jian scolded in her heart.

"How am I?"

The expression on Jia Ding's face became even more arrogant, looking at Yang Jian's angry appearance, he was even more convinced that Yang Jian was here to mess around.

"You show this to your master, and say that Yang Jian outside the house asks to see him."

Yang Jian took a few deep breaths, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the family.

People can't see like dogs.

When you get angry, you lift them up.

"What's that?"

Jia Ding looked at the child in front of him and handed him a piece of paper, and only then did he start to get a little serious.

He knew the words.

It is indeed written by the master himself.

"Please, just send it to your lord to see."

Yang Jian didn't want to talk nonsense with this watchdog.

"You-wait-"

Although he was skeptical, he said hello to his companion and went into the courtyard to show it to his master.

Yang Jian watched the family go in, and only then did he feel a little more relaxed.

There are not many records about Li Guinian in history, at least the history textbooks of middle school do not mention Li Guinian, and his understanding of Li Guinian mainly comes from the Chinese textbook Du Fu's "Jiangnan Feng Li Guinian", but the teacher said that when Li Guinian met Du Fu, the Anshi Rebellion had broken out, and he took his family and wife to live in Jiangnan, and his life was very difficult.

Therefore, Du Fu's poems are also full of memories and nostalgia for his past life, as well as sadness and sighs.

However, in reality, Li Guinian is a rich man who once owned such a luxurious mansion in Chang'an City, where every inch of land is expensive, and this house alone is enough for him to eat and drink for a lifetime.

Yang Jian traveled to the Tang Dynasty from later generations, and his feelings about the house were really too profound.

That's a mountain that countless people need to carry all their lives!

However, what Yang Jian didn't know was that the real Li Guinian in history was deeply favored by Tang Xuanzong because of his outstanding musical talent, and he was rewarded countless times, even if the status of the musicians was low at that time, but for those who were favored by the emperor, it was another matter.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the Xuanzong period, Li Guinian's wealth in Chang'an City was surpassed by very few people in the city.

"Yang Jian, come in!"

Just as Yang Jian was thinking, a little girl ran out of breath from the vermilion gate.

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