After watching the nine people bow down and exit Qing Ya Pavilion, Zhang Siqi wiped a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "This enrollment is a bit interesting. ”

After Fang Huan's nine people withdrew, ten more people entered Qing Ya Pavilion to register for the exam.

It wasn't until near the evening that Zhang Siqi recorded all the students who came to apply for the exam today.

There are nearly 1,000 applicants, and they only came to apply today.

The fame of Qingya Academy can be seen from this.

"Uncle Lin, it's time to close the door. Zhang Siqi turned his head and shouted to the second floor of Qing Ya Pavilion.

"Come on, come on!" a stocky old man trotted down the stairs on the second floor.

Uncle Lin is the shopkeeper of Qing Ya Ge, and the youngest son of the family is a teacher in Qingya Academy, so Qing Ya Academy is enrolled in Qingyang City.

Just as Uncle Lin was about to close the door, a folding fan was placed horizontally between the two gates, preventing the door from closing.

Uncle Lin was stunned: "Who are the two of you?"

Two middle-aged men, who were about 30 years old, crossed the threshold of Qing Ya Ge at the same time.

One was wearing a pale yellow robe, wearing yellow hair, beating a folding fan in his hand, and his face was warm with a warm spring breeze.

The other was dressed in a purple mink fur, with a neckline full of pure white fluff, a gold-handled sword around his waist, a small beard on his chin, and sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not angry and arrogant.

Zhang Siqi glanced up and was stunned for a moment.

How did he get here?

Then he got up and waved his hand at the brocade-robed man, "I've seen Master Hou." ”

"Hou, Hou?" Uncle Lin was also stunned.

We seem to have only one Hou Ye in Luzhou, right?

Shenlu Hou Lu Yan!

"Little one, meet Lu Hou!" Uncle Lin's round body immediately bent to ninety degrees, not daring to raise his head.

Lu Yan smiled and stretched out a hand to help Uncle Lin up, turned his head to Zhang Siqi and said, "Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Zhang Siqi also straightened his waist and said with a smile: "Zhang can't be called Mr., who is next to Master Hou?"

Zhang Siqi's self-paid cultivation is not weak among his peers, but he can't see through how much cultivation this pale yellow robe man is, either the other party's cultivation is better than his own, or the other party's cultivation has practiced the method of constricting qi.

In the entire Luzhou, except for the mountain chief of Qingya Academy, there are still people who can walk side by side with Lu Hou?

"Let me introduce you, this is my best friend, and you are considered to be in my own family, and his surname is Zhang, Zhang Gongliang. Lu Yan introduced with a smile.

"Gong Liang has seen Mr. Qingya Zhang. Zhang Gongliang smiled, holding a yin fan and arching his hand.

Zhang Siqi hurriedly returned the salute and said to Uncle Lin, "Uncle Lin, please go and get two chairs." ”

"Eh, yes. ”

Although Uncle Lin was short and fat, his movements were not slow, and he immediately ran up to the second floor and carried two chairs down.

After Lu Yan and Zhang Gongliang sat down, Uncle Lin served tea diligently.

"Master Hou came to this small Qingyang City today, I don't know what the so-called thing is?" Zhang Siqi asked.

"It's true, but it's just a small thing. ”

"Listen to me. ”

"Mr. Zhang is recruiting students today, is there a student named Fang Huan in the student list?" Lu Yan asked casually while holding the teacup.

Zhang Siqi nodded: "There is indeed a young man named Fang Huan. ”

"Can you ask Mr. Zhang to give Lu a face, no matter what the results of this Fang Huan's Six Arts assessment are, let him join Qingya Academy?"

Zhang Siqi frowned and said: "Master Hou, this is really embarrassing, the academy has the rules of the academy, and Zhang Mou can't do it for personal gain." ”

"Can Mr. Zhang be more accommodating?"

"I don't know what this young man has to do with Master Hou?" Zhang Siqi asked.

"Don't hide it, first, this Fang Huan is Gongliang's junior brother. ”

Zhang Gongliang nodded with a smile on the side.

"And a second?"

Second, according to the seniority, Fang Huan should be called the fifth uncle of Benhou. ”

Zhang Siqi's pupils shrank, and he was shocked in his heart.

Shenlu Hou Lu Yan has no brothers and sisters, the world knows everything!

This Hou Ye was an orphan when he was a child, and was adopted by the Taishi Lu Lingji and named Lu Yan.

Taishi Lu Lingji has four disciples and one son.

The four disciples are: the current Holy Lord Li Yuanmin, the Shenwei Hou Zhang Huaixin, the Shenwu Hou Geng Xinghe, and the Shenji Hou Bu Tianshu.

According to the seniority, Lu Hou is called the fifth uncle......

Zhang Siqi's heart turned sharply, and his face remained calm as much as possible: "But this kid's surname is Fang." ”

Lu Yan smiled: "I followed my sister-in-law's surname." ”

Zhang Siqi was silent for a moment and said, "Don't you dare to have the same surname as your father?"

Lu Yan didn't answer, just drank tea slowly.

"Mr. Zhang, my little junior brother has a pure character, but in this Confucian Six Arts, Gong Liang neglects to teach, and his grades may be poor. Since Mr. Zhang feels that it is difficult at this time, it is better for us to change the way. ”

"Another way?" Zhang Siqi looked at Zhang Gongliang with a puzzled face.

"The rules of Qingya Academy are that only disciples who have passed the assessment are accepted, since Mr. Zhang can't break the rules, then let's start with the exam questions. ”

"You're asking me to make the exam more difficult?"

Zhang Gongliang smiled and nodded.

"No, if the difficulty is reduced, I don't know how many more students will be enrolled this year than in previous years. ”

Lu Yan put down the teacup and said indifferently: "Mr. Zhang, it is better to send a letter back, ask your mountain chief, and tell the mountain chief that Fang Huan is my nephew of Lu, not surnamed Bu, not surnamed Geng, let alone Li, to see if your mountain chief is happy to see Fang Huan's father's face and include him in the door wall." ”

Zhang Siqi was silent, not surnamed Bu, not surnamed Geng, and not surnamed Li, then the name of the young father's father was about to come out.

"Oh, by the way, if Mr. Zhang sends a letter back, it's best to mention it in the letter, Fang Huan is my Zhang Gongliang's little junior brother, and I, Zhang Gongliang, am an unknown person, but my master and the mountain chief of Qingya seem to have a relationship, and the mountain chief should remember. ”

Zhang Siqi took a deep breath and said, "I know, please go back, Uncle Lin, send off!"

Is this a naked chase?

Uncle Lin was too frightened to move.

He is the lord of Luzhou, the god deer Hou Lu Yan, how dare he be a small study shopkeeper?

Lu Yan and Zhang Gongliang did not get angry, but got up with interest, and left after giving up.

Zhang Siqi hesitated again and again, but still picked up the brush and wrote the word Fang Huan on rice paper, and then wrote a letter word by word, and said to the shopkeeper of Qing Yage: "Uncle Lin, please help me send this letter back to the academy." ”

Uncle Lin stepped forward, took the letter with both hands and nodded.

After walking out of Qingya Pavilion, Lu Yan stretched his waist and said: "It's really tiring to deal with these people who read sage books, and the pedantry in their bones is simply ......."

Zhang Gongliang said with a smile: "Actually, it is good to have more such scholars, if there are no such scholars, how can you govern this state?"

Lu Yan pursed his lips and changed the subject: "Aren't you afraid that my nephew will turn around and deal with you, the senior brother, the revenge of the master!"

"Master Hou, do you think Gongliang's peak cultivation of the Eight Dings is an ornament? And it is estimated that in half a year, it should break through the Nine Dings. ”

"Half a year, so fast, then aren't you going to catch up with Ben Hou soon?"

Zhang Gongliang shook his head and said: "It's not that I will catch up soon, when I reach Jiuding, even Hou Ye, your half-step martial saint, will not be able to help me, once I reach the peak of Jiuding, Hou Ye, you ......"

Lu Yan's face darkened, and he waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't mention this, hurt your feelings, go, find a place and I'll invite you to eat and drink!"