Chapter 84: Childish

He had no intention of going in. just glanced inside, and found that Xu Yan was bringing out the dishes from the ear room next to him, and placed them on the stone table in the small courtyard one by one. Those aromas are the ones that come from these dishes.

Good skills, but it's a pity that a person who has never practiced and has no opportunity to take the talent test, no matter how good his cooking skills are, he can probably only be a cook in this life.

For the talent test, Xu Yan naturally missed it this year, and if he wants to participate in such a ceremony again, he can only wait until the next four years when he is born (rì) to see if he can have a chance.

But even in the next four years, will he have a chance?

Don't embarrass the Yang family

If he had the chance, his father would have started teaching him many years ago. The talent test is nothing more than a way to chase fame and fortune, to give yourself a chance to be remembered by those who are on high and high, and it is never the only easy way to improve your strength.

For example, those real families, I am afraid that they can no longer look down on the so-called talent test, and the reason why they send their disciples to participate on time is most of the time only for the sake of the court...

Interestingly, now Xu Yan, both roads are broken.

No one taught him to practice.

No one (yǔn) allowed him to take a talent test and let the imperial court teach him to practice.

He only chooses to be an idler and live this life plainly...

This is the so-called creation of people, right? When he was very young, Yang Xiao heard that his second uncle was a proud son of the sky, the most talented person in the hundreds of years since the Yang family moved to the border city, and even his father could not match him

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But what's the use?

In the end, isn't the genius son still having to eat his Yang family's idle meals... Second uncle, you are in the spirit of heaven, can you see it? How do you feel when you see it?

Looking at the young man in the courtyard who was immersed in a beautiful life of one meal and one dish through the crack in the door, Yang Xiao left here with great relief.

Along the way, the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and finally he even laughed out loud. With his hands behind his back, he strode out laughing.

Xu Yan, who was eating, put down his chopsticks and glanced at the door, thinking that someone had cultivated to the point of going mad? Drought of drought to death, waterlogging of waterlogging?

He shook his head and continued eating.

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Time flies quickly, more than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Yang Qianxue came once and took someone to help Xu Yan repair the house well, at least to ensure that in winter, he would not endure the cold wind as before.

Other than that, his life is still the same as usual, and there is nothing to write about. It's as bland as a glass of boiled water.

But the next afternoon, the Yang family suddenly changed (rè) and made a lot of trouble. Xu Yan listened to the discussion of the people, it turned out that there was a theft case in Qingzhou City recently, a treasure in the city lord's mansion was stolen, and the government could not arrest the thief.

At this moment, the group of people in the Yang family are the officials sent by the government, and many of them are Yang Xiao's colleagues.

As the deacon of Qingzhou Xiuxian Hall, Yang Xiao, who is also a member of the Yang family, is extremely concerned about this matter, and in order to prove his innocence, he asked the Yang family to open the door to assist the other party in handling the case.

Xu Yan's small courtyard door was also pushed open by a few small people, and they broke in quite savagely, and turned Yang Xiao's words to let him stay in the courtyard and not go anywhere.

In fact, this sentence is a bit redundant. In the past sixteen years, he has left the small courtyard only a handful of times, and even if he has the opportunity to open the door as wide as now, there are very few opportunities

It was he who didn't want to.

A person who is so isolated from the outside world has very few opportunities to meet outsiders. Especially a lot of outsiders. Therefore, when he saw a group of (shēn) people wearing uniform clothes and extraordinary momentum walking towards the small courtyard where he was, Xu Yan still involuntarily walked out of the courtyard gate, stood at the gate pier, and looked at those people.

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The people of the City Lord's Mansion acted vigorously and quickly, and quickly swept the entire Yang family, but they did not find any trace of the thieves.

"How could my Yang family have anything to do with thieves? It must have been the guy who saw this high-walled compound and ran in to take refuge. Now that you have come to search, he has naturally been scared away. ”

Yang Xiao led the way in front of a group of people, and next to him (shēn) was a young man about his age, dressed in the same clothes as Yang Xiao.

After listening to Yang Xiao's words, he smiled, pointed to the back row of courtyards in the Yang family and said, "Don't worry, let's go over there first." ”

Yang Xiao's face became very ugly.

This person's name is Yu Xuezhong, and he is the deacon of Xiuxiantang who is in charge of investigating the theft, and Ping (rì) is in Xiuxiantang, and Yang Xiao and him have many disagreements, and the relationship has become sour. Recently, it was rumored that this person was taken by the gamers of the city lord's main book, and he had the tendency of leaping over the dragon gate, and over time, he didn't take Yang Xiao seriously.

This time, the thief was found around his Yang family, how could there be a reason not to take the opportunity to fall into the well in the snow?

Yang Xiao followed him (shēn) and walked straight towards the open courtyard.

There is a young man standing in front of the courtyard door, and the young man is holding the door with one hand and looking forward, his eyes falling on them (shēn) from afar, which contains a variety of feelings (qíng) such as envy, yearning, longing, and reverence.

When he saw Yang Xiao, he retracted his gaze, bowed his head slightly, saluted the other party steadily, and called "brother".

What is he doing standing in the doorway? Isn't it shameful enough?

Yang Xiao didn't answer, and his face became even more ugly in an instant. Finally, when he noticed that Yu Xuezhong looked at the young man with a smile on his face, his face was finally completely blue.

"I didn't expect to see the legendary second son of the Yang family here... It's a blessing for me to wait. Yu Xuezhong smiled softly, deliberately stopped, and turned his head to look at Yang Xiao, "But Brother Yang is not very kind, people respectfully called you brother, why didn't you agree?" Are you afraid that others will know that you have such a brother? ”

Xu Yan's reputation was actually known to many people in Qingzhou City ten years ago. Everyone spread the word of mouth, and gradually everyone knew that the Yang family had a second son with worrying intelligence, who was locked up in the backyard by Yang Dingshan since he was a child, and he did not take half a step out of the Yang family for many years.

It is said that this second son, Tian (xìng), is a man of few words, although he is also born to Yang Dingshan, but he is not the same as Yang Xiao (rì). Whether it is the talent heart (xìng) in cultivating immortals, or the level of treatment received, Yang Xiao is obviously much better.

There are many people who speculate based on this that this so-called second son is not Yang Dingshan's bloodline at all, but is very likely to be the descendant left by the wonderful genius in Qingzhou City more than ten years ago. This can better explain why two children who are not too different in age will have very different developmental circumstances.

It's just that such speculations have never been confirmed, and the Yang family has also kept silent about it, and over time, everyone's curiosity has gradually faded.

Hearing Yu Xuezhong's words, Yang Xiao smiled coldly: "Should I or not him, and what should I do with Brother Yu?" You are just sent by the City Lord's Mansion to investigate the case, just do your own thing. The affairs of my Yang family are not yet the turn of outsiders to come (cāo)! ”

Yu Xuezhong was not annoyed, nodded with a smile, didn't say anything, and took the lead in breaking into the small courtyard first. When he passed by Xu Yan (shēn), he deliberately paused, looked up and down at the plain-clothed young man who bowed his head and did not dare to speak, before shaking his head slightly boredly and walking in.

Yang Xiao deliberately fell last, and said to Xu Yan sideways (shēn): "The Yang family is outside, claiming that you are my father's second son, and my Yang Xiao's own brother." Although I don't know the reason why my family did this, since my Yang family has given you enough face, you should also take care of my Yang family's face. I don't want a second time. After speaking, he wiped Xu Yanzuo's hands and walked in.

Here's what I wrote

Xu Yan was knocked and almost fell to the ground. He lifted the lintel up (shēn) and frowned a little puzzledly.

Just a matter of the way?

Did he do something wrong?

Also, what do Yang Xiao's words mean... Isn't his father the uncle's second brother? Why did the Yang family say that he was Yang Dingshan's second son? It seems that the entire Yang family doesn't know about it?

Xu Yan couldn't understand for a while, and wanted to ask Yang Xiao, but he thought of what he had just said, so he didn't ask in the end. He simply turned (shēn) and went to the ear room.

Out of sight, out of mind.

If you don't bother yourself, they don't bother either.

But after a while, all the people in the main hall came to the transept.

Xu Yan raised his head, he was just collecting firewood to make a fire, and his hands and face were dyed with many black marks, like a fireman.

Seeing this scene, some people couldn't hold back their laughter.

Yu Xuezhong also looked mocking, and even stepped forward, stretched out his hand to wipe the carbon ash on Xu Yan's cheeks, and saw Yang Xiao's eyes erupt with fire.

After being amused, he suddenly became serious, waved his hand and asked someone to take a piece of writing, put it in front of Xu Yan and asked, "You wrote this picture?" ”

Xu Yan glanced at it and nodded.

"Are you sure?" Yu Xue held up the calligraphy and painting, and stared at Xu Yan (shēn) and said, "If I remember correctly, Xu Xiang wrote a famous poem before taking the talent test when he was young, but the original was lost a long time ago... You just said you wrote it? But how do I think it should be the real work of Xu Xiang? ”

Hearing Yu Xuezhong's words, many people were surprised. The words in front of you turned out to be Xu Xiang's real handwriting? But at a faint glance, it really has a bit of a sage atmosphere! But since it is genuine, how could it fall into the hands of an ordinary person?

Yang Xiao frowned, he always felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next sentence in the snow once again shadowed him intentionally or unintentionally.

“… Obviously it was Xu Xiang's handwriting, but you dared to threaten that it was written by you, and you shamelessly stamped your name on the sign-off place. The second son of the dignified Yang family would play such a naïve and shameless trick? Or are you really as intellectually worrisome as rumored? ”

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The people from the City Lord's Mansion and the Immortal Cultivation Hall didn't find anything in Xu Yan's room in the end. The entire Yang family should belong to Xu Yan's house is the simplest, with a table, a chair and a chuáng, plus a water tank and a pile of books. At first glance, there was no place for a thief to hide (shēn).

But Yu Xue's trip was not in vain.

Xu Xiangnai is a legendary figure revered by everyone in the Great Wei Kingdom, and his handwriting is extremely precious and hard to find. In particular, his handwriting before paying homage to the prime minister is said to be priceless in the market, and the sixteen characters of this "Canglan Chapter" are the most famous. It is a pity that it was lost many years ago, and the world can no longer see its true face.

But I didn't expect that the lost "Canglan Chapter" would appear in the residence of a waste second son of the Yang family, which made Yu Xuezhong instantly excited. Then when he looked at the place where he was paid off with excitement (qíng), and found that the name was not Xu Ruxian, but Xu Yan, his heart suddenly changed

A nameless fire was born.

He is an immortal cultivator and a scholar at the same time. What he values most is the spirit of the scholar, and Yang Xiao (shēn) is not low, but he likes (ài) fame and fortune, and is ruthless, and he is not used to it. Unexpectedly, even his second brother, who has never been exposed to fame and fortune in the world, looks the same as him. A nest of snakes and rats, this sentence is really not unreasonable.

Isn't it a kind of defilement for Xu Xiang's true works to remain in the hands of such a person? In the snow, he asked the accompanying chronicler to put away the painting, saying that this was Xu Xiang's handwriting, and it should not be scattered among the people at will, and it should be taken to the city lord's mansion to be handed over to the city lord for decision.

Yang Xiao was naturally unwilling, how could he say that this was also an object placed in the Yang family, and if he wanted to send it to the City Lord's Mansion, it should be sent by him Yang Xiao, and it was Yu Xiao's turn to intervene in the snow? He snatched the painting with his backhand.

Yu Xuezhong seemed to have expected this scene, he stepped in front of Yang Xiao, and said with a smile: "I was ordered to investigate the case, and I can take any object of the Yang family to the City Lord's Mansion for inspection as a suspicious object." What, Brother Yang is trying to refuse the law? You are also a person who cultivates the Immortal Hall, so you should know the consequences of doing so. ”

The City Lord's Mansion does have such a rule, but as an immortal cultivator,

He is more aware of the preciousness of Xu Xiang's authentic works. If he is brought to the city lord's mansion and handed over to the city lord, his future (rì) may not be brighter than in the snow. Therefore, in Yang Xiao's view, this is not just a word, but also represents his future! This painting must be handed in by yourself!

The two sides refused to give in to each other, and the atmosphere became tense.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao moved. He stepped out, and the whole person suddenly turned into a phantom and came to Yu in the snow (shēn), but unfortunately the shape (shēn) had not yet stood firm, so Yu quickly turned (shēn) in the snow and kicked Xu Yan's outstretched hand hard.

Yang Xiao quickly avoided it. Unable to strike a single blow, he once again used the shēn technique, and after sweeping towards the shēn (shēn) at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with his eyes, Yu hurriedly chased after him in the snow. At this moment, Yang Xiao suddenly stood in the shape of shēn, took a step back unexpectedly, avoided the snow, and took the opportunity to grab a corner of the letter.

Startled in the snow, he directly twisted the (shēn) shape and took a step forward at a very fast speed, also grabbing the other corner of the calligraphy and painting. Pulling back, he found that the other party was holding on tightly, and suddenly felt that the calligraphy and painting would be destroyed in half if he continued like this, and wondered if he would let go first, but he didn't want Yang Xiao to take advantage of his distraction and pull the words over there again.

Bang!

Both took a step back at the same time. Yu Xuezhong didn't have time to let go, so he watched the real handiwork shatter in half in front of his eyes, he looked at the half piece of paper in his hand in amazement, and he didn't react for a while.

Yang Xiao was obviously stunned for a moment, he expected that in order not to destroy the calligraphy and painting, Yu Xuezhong would definitely let go first, so he dared to exert his strength, he never thought that the other party would drag as hard as him, how should this be good...

"Yang Xiao, this is Xu Xiang's real handiwork! You're too unapproachable, aren't you?! For the first time, Yu Xuezhong lost a smile on his face, and his address to Yang Xiao changed from Brother Yang to his name.

Yang Xiao sneered: "If it's really the wicked who sue first." This is my Yang family's belongings, can you take it away if you want to? As for what kind of suspicion this is, do you think anyone will believe it? I think you want to take it and dedicate it to the city lord or your future father-in-law, so that you can become an official and become a knight! ”

"You! Okay, then you just wait, I'll see what the old man will decide if I report this to the city lord!" After Yu Xuezhong finished speaking, he glared at Yang Xiao fiercely, threw off his sleeves and left.

"Humph!" Yang Xiao sneered, and also flicked his sleeves to follow, he was confident that as far as this matter was concerned, he really had nothing to lose.

The room fell silent.

Burrows are also visited by thieves

Xu Yan followed everyone out of the ear room, and finally stopped at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the backs of those people leaving, not knowing what to say. Although he didn't know how precious Xu Xiang's authentic handiwork was, he knew that the entire Great Wei Kingdom should be the highest attainment of Xu Xiang's calligraphy and painting today. When he reads books, he always pays attention to some parts about Xu Ruxian intentionally or unintentionally.

Finally one day, he was in a state of interest, and he fell with a stroke of his pen, and found that the words he wrote were somewhat similar to Xu Xiang, and when he wrote again, he found that there were more similarities. In the end, it was simply written to the point of being fake... Therefore, he chose the most similar one of them and deliberately marked it with his own seal in order to distinguish the authenticity. I never thought about it, but it caused a misunderstanding today.

Why don't you even let him say a word and explain first?

Forget it, let's go.

My things, you can fight for what you want; But I can't even see or touch your things...

Cultivating immortals... Cultivating immortals...

No matter how many immortals you cultivate, in the end, you don't show the face of a robber and snatch your own words in front of you?

What's the use?

Thinking of this, Xu Yanzhi (shēn) returned to the main house, found the pen and paper, sharpened the ink, spread the rice paper on the table, closed his eyes and thought about the sixteen characters, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already taken the pen and fell, and with a wave.

Sixteen big characters jumped on the paper in an instant, as if they had come to life.

In fact, if Yu Xuezhong stood here at this time, he would be surprised to find that the young man already had a bit of grandmaster temperament in his gestures before and after putting down the pen, and he would be even more surprised to find that this painting was exactly the same as the one that was torn in half by Yang Xiao and him before, even if he didn't even wave the slightest bit of ink, he couldn't see any difference.

The two characters are from the same person.

It's just that this person is not Xu Xiang Xu Ruxian.

Xu Yan put aside the brush, leaned down (shēn) and blew lightly a few breaths, then picked up the paper and shook it lightly a few times, and then he was satisfied with the calligraphy and painting, ready to find a hook to hang on the wall, thinking that if there were still people to grab it, he would take it down and send it to them.

"Good word!"

At this moment, a heartfelt exclamation suddenly sounded in the silent house, which startled Xu Yan.

"What a good word! The person who can comprehend Xu Ruxian's calligraphy so deeply is unique in the world! I didn't expect that in this little dilapidated house, there would be a genius like you. Tsk, rare, rare..."

What people?!

Xu Yan looked up at the top of his head suddenly, only to see a corner of black clothes appear there, and before he could continue to look behind, the figure suddenly flew down (shēn), landed behind his (shēn), raised his arm and smashed the back of his head.

Boom!

Xu Yan didn't have time to react, his head hit the table, and he didn't move on his stomach.

The man in black showed a full (shēn) shadow, masked, (shēn) wearing a (shēn) night clothes, not tall, and somewhat bald. He stepped forward, glanced at Xu Yan, and still did not hesitate to praise him.

"It's really a genius boy, it looks like he's not eighteen yet, right? Forget it, for the sake of your gifted face, I will spare your life. Then he took the character Xu Yan had just written into his arms and looked at it left and right

Look, cats 着 (shēn) are ready to leave.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis rose violently from behind him!

When the man in black looked back, he saw that the young man who was lying on the table had stood up (shēn) straight (tǐng) (tǐng) at some point, looked at him with no face (qíng), and was walking towards him!

"You..."

He was very surprised, his palm was not light, and it was not heavy. He only lightly hit him after several times when he was sure that the other party was an ordinary person (qíng) to ensure that he could be unconscious for half an hour. However, this young man was not affected in the slightest!

Could it be that there is something wrong with the strength of his hands? No! How can an immortal cultivator in the second realm of the dignified realm say that he can't control the strength in his hands?

But what's going on?

Xu Yan didn't speak, and the moment he stood up (shēn) from the table, his eyes were locked on the man in black. His watch (qíng) was so cold and cold compared to before that it seemed a little lofty invisibly.

Although the man in black was shocked, after the shock, more people still didn't care. No matter how magical it is, the other party is just a mortal, just

Even if he was surprised several times in a period of time, he wanted to fight with the immortal cultivators of the second realm, wasn't it a fantasy? Without waiting for Xu Yan to walk in front of him, he took the initiative to greet him, intending to strike first. Just now, out of the pity that this person is talented, he did not kill him, but if the other party dares to stand in his way, he doesn't mind harvesting another life.

Xu Yan walked over very slowly, but the man in black was like a gust of wind, and he came to the young man in an instant, and then punched out, the speed of this punch was also very fast, with a faint halo on it, which should have some aura attached.

But the young man with an indifferent face was unconscious, he was still walking forward, without pausing, let alone dodging。。。。。。。。。。。。。

"Mortals are mortals, this punch doesn't even dare to touch a cultivator in the first realm, but you show a look of indifference, do you really think I'm a good match?"

The man in black sneered in his heart, and suddenly increased the strength of his hand, and the whole person came to Xu Yan (shēn) with his fist like lightning, and suddenly blasted out。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

The energy came instantly, and at this moment, Xu Yan's indifferent face finally had a trace of change in the expression (qíng。。。。。。

There was a faint excitement in his eyes, yes, excitement indeed! He stood where he was, suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand just right, and punched back at the mass of energy。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。