About the good fortune that the marshal brought her?

Ever since she met the marshal, there has been nothing left in her life, and there is no haze at all.

Song Ran's identity doesn't even need to be verified, these streets near the academy, up to the officials and nobles, down to the peddlers and pawns, who doesn't know this Mr. Song?

In addition to Sun Shanchang in Jiangnan Academy, the most famous Confucian is Song Ran, although it may be a murderous name.

Yang Yuying has also seen him, when his own mountain chief died, this one also went to cry with Sun Shanchang.

Anyway, their family Xu Shan Chang was 'resurrected', and this Song Daru still sent a eulogy with 18 pages of letterhead.

The head of his own mountain didn't even dare to say a word, and accepted it honestly.

At this moment, Yang Yuying is also honestly following others.

So, all the way into the holy land of Jiangnan students, Jiangnan Academy, has become the holy land of Jiangnan Academy - the supervision of the 'library building'.

"The marshal seems to have said that librarianism is one of the most mysterious and greatest professions in the world?"

Spring in Jiangnan is not as dry as in the north, always with a hint of moisture, and not as rainy as in summer, so it is the best time of the year.

Yang Yuying shook her left hand, threw a bundle of books on the ground, and gently put down a bunch of materials with her right hand, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief, regardless of the moss and mud after the rain, sat on the ground on the side of the road, rolled up her sleeves and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

"Bastard!"

She puffed out her cheeks and cursed.

I really can't blame her for not being elegant enough, even the adjutant Dia who loaded her with the etiquette plug-in back then was here, and it is estimated that she can block the door of the library building and scold for three days and nights, without repeating.

This morning, she and Wang Tian, another supervisor of the library building and a student of Jiangnan Academy, were ordered to come to Tongping to pick up a batch of books and materials.

These materials were written by an old Confucian student who lived in seclusion on the outskirts of Tongping, and was intended to be dedicated to the academy.

It doesn't matter if it's precious or not, it's someone's intention.

A few gentlemen told the two of them not to care whether things are useful or not, and to thank them well.

It is said that the old Confucian student is over eighty years old, has studied all his life, has never participated in the imperial examination, when he was young, he traveled to study in major academies, and the previous head of Jiangnan Academy still has a little friendship, whether it is true or not, I don't know.

When she arrived at the place, Yang Yuying saw Wang Tian sitting in the carriage and did not move, and she didn't bother with him, so she went to the old Confucian student's house to communicate with others.

Although the old man is old, he is in excellent spirits, and although his eyes are a little flowery and his ears are a little deaf, he is cheerful and talkative.

Yang Yuying couldn't help but talk to others for a while.

After chatting for half an hour, she worked hard to move things out, and saw Wang Tian slanting a glance, sneering, waving a horsewhip, and driving away by herself.

A gust of wind blew Yang Yuying's hair unkempt, she was confused for a while, and when she watched the carriage go away, she didn't react, and she was very angry.

Think that since she came back to Dashun, no matter what she does, she takes advantage of it, when has she ever suffered?

Now that she didn't provoke that Wang Tian, she was actually teased like this by the other party?

Yang Yuying shook her head, she really couldn't remember where she offended the other party, in fact, since she entered the library to supervise, Wang Tian hadn't spoken to her, she had a few polite words with Wang Tian at the beginning, but the other party just couldn't hear it. She has never had the habit of sticking a hot face to other people's cold butts, so she doesn't pay attention to it anymore.

In the library building, it should have been banned, and the two of them could still do their jobs without communicating, which was no big deal.

But Yang Yuying really couldn't imagine that Wang Tian would do such a thing inexplicably!

"Whew!"

Yang Yuying took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, lowered her head and picked up the book again.

This large pile of things adds up to sixty or seventy pounds, and she really let herself carry it, not to mention going back to the academy, even if she went back to Tongping to find a car, she was also a little unhappy.

"Do you still want to find Master Ouyang Zhuang and Senior Brother Ye Er to help carry the books?"

Those two are now well-known people, and it is estimated that the major academies have their information, if this really happens because of this incident in the Jiangnan realm, I don't know how much turmoil it will cause.

But when it's really a last resort, I can't take care of it.

Yang Yuying carried her things again, turned her head and walked in the direction of Tongping Town.

The heavy book fell on her hand, and her little arms were slightly sore, and the soles of her feet were inevitably uncomfortable.

This is still because she has a better physique, and she is replaced by an ordinary weak female stream, and I am afraid that she will not even be able to move.

After walking for a while, the potholed path was difficult to walk, and the soles of her feet were faintly hot, Yang Yuying wiped the sweat beads rolling down her forehead, stopped as soon as she turned her head, looked up, and saw an acquaintance sitting on a stone not far away.

Looking at his appearance, he seems to be a little bored, and he is so bored that he plays with his fingers as a toy.

A 'front' carriage stopped not far in front of the man.

The carriage had fallen apart, rolled aside, the ground was broken, the carriage was broken into seven or eight pieces, and only a pile of rotten wood remained.

Yang Yuying has never seen such a ridiculously destroyed carriage in her two lives.

Fortunately, there was also a horse with a yellow mane and four black hooves, standing on the edge of the official road, seemingly bored and wagging its tail.

There were several large boxes stacked next to the horse, and I didn't know what to do with them.

"Young Master Rong, how about letting me take a carriage?"

Rong Gongzi was stunned, turned his head and saw Yang Yuying who raised his hand not far away, looked at his carriage again, and coughed lightly: "No problem, it's okay to give it to you." ”

This pile of rags, the only value is that it is only burned as firewood.

Not to mention that he is a beauty, even a bear wants him to give it willingly.

Yang Yuying nodded solemnly: "Then thank you Rong Gongzi." ”

After a pause, he asked again: "Did the carriage really send me?" ”

Rong Gongzi sighed, touched his stomach pitifully, and said weakly: "Send, send, as long as you can take it, just take it." ”

"It's a deal."

Yang Yuying smiled, happily walked over, picked up the car wheels and other odds and ends, piled them next to the base of the car, squatted down and began to 'build blocks' seriously.

At first, Rong Gongzi only looked at the end of the road, staring blankly, as if he was waiting for someone, but after a while, his eyes were attracted by Yang Yuying.

Yang Yuying's movements are very neat, fast and good-looking, with an indescribable coordination and full of beauty.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the carriage was complete, and even the tiny pieces were put together for her.

Yang Yuying was very satisfied, looked back at Rong Gongzi, and chuckled: "Rong Gongzi is a student of Honghu class?" ”

Rong Gongzi was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be very surprised: "Xia Niangzi is so well-informed. ”

Yang Yuying: "This carriage is mine." ”

Rong Gongzi nodded, thought about it, and said jokingly: "Could it be that Mrs. Xia still wants to drive this car on the road?" ”

Yang Yuying stretched out her hand to trace it carefully on the carriage, and with her hand, Rong Gongzi felt a little dazzled for a while, and couldn't help but rub his eyes, he put down his hand, and saw his rhubarb slip to the front of the carriage, arched Yang Yuying's slender jade fingers, and took the initiative to lean over and let Yang Yuying put the carriage on its body.

Rong Gongzi: "......"

As soon as he saw Xia Niangzi, he harvested this belly full of troughs!

After a while, I could only murmur: "Rhubarb is my horse." ”

"Mine."

Yang Yuying threw the book in, jumped on it herself, and smiled at Rong Gongzi: "Rong Gongzi, the so-called 'carriage', of course, must have a horse and a car. ”

Rong Gongzi opened his mouth, but he still didn't refute it.

Yang Yuying raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do you want to take a ride?" ”

How is it possible for this car to run? If you move a little, it will fall apart.

Before he could say this, he watched Rhubarb pull the carriage and flick his tail, and run forward happily, running away in the blink of an eye.

The dust was flying, and Rong Gongzi ate a mouthful of ash, but he only raised his hand and slapped himself.

Rong Gongzi stared at his feet, sighed bitterly, and the carriage turned back again.

Yang Yuying drove the car and smiled at him.

Rong Gongzi didn't say a word this time, and hurriedly got the box up and climbed up himself.