A month later, Chen Le came to Zhang's house in Daoling Mountain.

Two years later, he walked out of the mountains and began to travel around the world.

Six months later, he returned to Daliang City at the end of his trip, which was already the early spring of the following year.

Sitting in the courtyard of the small courtyard, Chen Le couldn't help frowning as he looked at the three people in front of him.

In the half a year since he left, the courtyard has been cleaned, and the people who cleaned it were all sent by the Zeng family, so the courtyard was still very clean and tidy, at this moment Chen Le sighed softly, knocked his fingers on the bluestone table, and said slowly: "Cherish the painting, what's going on?" ”

One of the three of them was Zeng Xihua, and he only heard her say: "Chen Qingzhi, what's the matter, the ban was sent by my grandfather, and my grandfather asked him to be a servant for you, and I will go to Beijing with you, and I can take care of your food and clothing on the way, oh, here is a letter from my grandfather!" ”

Chen Le couldn't help but show a wry smile at the corner of his mouth when he heard this, the second of the three was one of the three children of the Zeng family, the third child of the Zeng family was forbidden, he knew in his heart that Zeng Gong had bet the treasure on himself, and it was bound to have something to do with him, which was enough to prove his position in the heart of the head of the Zeng family.

"Miss Xihua, take care of my food, clothing and daily life, just send a beautiful maid to come, what do you do when you call the festival ban!" Chen Le shook his head and said.

"What...... What a beautiful maid, beautiful you! Zeng Xihua did not give him a good face at all.

"If you don't have a beautiful girl, Miss Xihua can follow me!" Chen Le touched his chin, and his two eyes looked up and down on Zeng Xihua's body.

"Ah, scum, you are dreaming, you want Miss Ben to take care of your food, clothing, and daily life, in the next life!" I once regretted painting Xia Fei's cheeks, and said angrily.

The corners of Chen Le's mouth twitched, this chick is really a little pepper, he looked at the last of the three, his face sank, and said, "Yumo, what are you doing here with me?" ”

The third person was Mr. Shuijing's personal scholar Yumo, and the little scholar's face was full of panic: "Chen, Senior Brother Chen, the master said that I am too old to be a scholar anymore, let me come to follow you, I, I also have a letter from the master, to you, to you." ”

Chen Le squinted at Yumo, and thought to himself, what does this old fox mean by Mr. Shuijing? He himself is optimistic about the Qin State, and spares no effort to export the outstanding students of the Academy Palace to the Qin State, but now he just sends Yumo over, this is really a cunning rabbit three holes, if the Qin State really does not succeed in the future, then he is more or less an opportunity here, it seems that no matter what force in the world today, there is no desperate bet!

"Yumo, how old are you this year? The gentleman actually said that you are not suitable to be a scholar! Chen Le asked.

"Senior Brother Chen, I'm twelve years old this year!" Yumo said dejectedly.

"Oh, then why didn't Mr. let you go directly to the Academy Palace to study?" Chen Le asked tentatively.

"I don't know, senior brother, I also want to go to the school palace to study, but Mr. said that I will be more productive with you, and said that you can teach everything in the school palace, and you will not be taught in the school palace, so I will follow you!" The rain and ink are sluggling and authentic.

The corners of Chen Le's mouth suddenly moved when he heard this, Mr. Jinghua, an old fox, actually prepared a high hat for himself, it can really be said that the mechanism is exhausted!

He took the letter handed over by Yumo and Zeng Jieban, stuffed it into his arms without even reading it, and then said: "Since this is the case, then I will reluctantly take the two of you to Jingzhou, but this time it may be a long way and a lot of wrinkles, so the two of you will be my scholar, and the other will be my housekeeper, Yumo will be my scholar, and Jieban will be my housekeeper!" ”

When the two of them heard this, they both saluted, and said some words of allegiance in their mouths, and Chen Le couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and couldn't help stretching his waist and said, "Now there is a shortage of a maid to warm the bed!" ”

"Hmph, Chen Qingzhi, you dream slowly, I'm leaving!" Zeng Xi couldn't hold back anymore when he painted his little face, so he turned around and left.

"Hey, cherish the painting, I'll leave Daliang tomorrow morning and go to Jingzhou, why don't you send me!" Chen Le looked at the beautiful back and quipped.

"Grandfather will come and see you off himself!" As soon as the words fell, Zeng Xihua had already run away without a trace.

Early the next morning, Chen Le and the three of them went out of the west gate of Daliang City under the send-off of Zeng Gong and Zeng Zhili, the third young man of the Zeng family, and everyone in Zeng's mansion.

"Qingzhi, go far away, remember the long letter, don't forget my old bones!" Zeng Gong said with a smile.

"The master is serious, how dare Qingzhi forget the grace of the encounter, no matter the ends of the world, Qingzhi will remember the kindness of the master!" Chen Le hugged his fists and couldn't help but think in his heart, alas, your old man sent Zeng Xiaosan to me, I can't forget it, if you are willing to send your baby granddaughter to me again, I'm afraid you will really kill me.

"Qingzhi, get in the car!" Zeng Gong said with a smile: "I wish you a proud spring breeze, and a bumper harvest of fame and fortune!" ”

Chen Le lifted the curtain of the carriage, turned around and arched his hand: "Thank you, sir, Qingzhi farewell!" After finishing speaking, Yumo drove, Zeng Jie banned horseback riding to open the road, and the three of them galloped all the way to Jingzhou.

The carriage that Chen Le bought was very large, and it was a two-horse chariot, so he was naturally reluctant to let the Ruyan horse-drawn carriage, but tied the Ruyan horse to the back, and the reins on it were extremely long, so that he could run with the carriage.

Inside the large carriage, sheepskin mats were laid out, and in addition to a small table, there were two large boxes and something wrapped in oilcloth.

Yumo was curious, and turned around and said: "Senior brother, you also brought two big boxes of books to Jingzhou, no wonder Mr. often praises you, it seems that you are indeed diligent and studious." ”

The corners of Chen Le's mouth were crooked, even if Mr. Jinghua praised himself, I am afraid that he was secretly scolding in his heart, he said: "Yumo, those are not books!" ”

"Ah, what's not a book?" Yumo said in surprise.

"It's clothes and armor!" Chen Le said that he not only brought the armor and spear sent by the mysterious man, but also brought the clothes sent by the mysterious man last year, after all, these clothes are excellent in terms of workmanship and material, and he is not wearing it small now, it is really a pity to throw it away, so he brought it all.

"Senior brother is strong in martial arts, I know that he needs armor, but what is my senior brother doing with so many clothes?" Yumo wondered.

"Alas, Yumo, you don't understand this, they all say that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, what is Jingzhou? It's the capital of Daxu, even if Daxu is now decaying, but it is still the most prosperous place in the world, if you go to Jingzhou if you don't dress well, you will be looked down upon, you are still young, these truths may not be able to understand. Chen Le said in a helpless tone.

"I understand, of course I understand, Mr. often says these things, saying that people rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold, and people in the world look at people with foreign objects, and if they don't look good, they will be despised by others." Yumo said.

"Uh...... Sir! Chen Le couldn't help laughing when he said this, speaking of which, Mr. Jinghua is really a fashionable old man, usually dressed up like not even comparable to many young men.