Chapter 138: Backer

When Xingzhi heard this, he couldn't help but hug him, and then kissed him heavily on the face.

Yang Xutang froze when he saw Yang Chang's action of dialing tea in front of the stove, and turned his head to look at Xingzhi, but Xingzhi's small mouth chased after him.

Song Xingzhi is really a little careless.

In this Jingxing courtyard, they are all her people, no one will go out and talk nonsense, everyone is buried in work, if she is also scruples here, then her life will be in vain.

For her, the teacher is the man she likes, the man she admires, and the man she has thirsted for for two lifetimes. She just likes to be with her like this.

So she hugged him tightly and didn't give him a chance to refuse.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xutang hugged her tightly, but took away her breath.

After a long time, Xingzhi gasped slightly, put his head on his shoulder and whispered: "Teacher, you never paid attention to mundane things before, you will agree to be the dean of Wenhua Academy, everyone is so surprised." ”

Yang Xuntang hugged her: "Being a teacher is originally a person in mundane affairs, if you blindly escape, you will only harm others and yourself, and even your beloved can't shelter you." ”

Xingzhi listened inexplicably, and then felt something, and saw that his eyes were burning and looking at himself.

She couldn't help but jump up!

Yang Xutang smiled slowly again: "Besides, you are always on a rampage, and you are not on good terms with Wu He." If you don't hold a half-official position in the academy as a teacher, won't you be punished every day? ”

"Left, but I'm more disciplined." Xingzhi said.

"It's hard to make you behave!" Yang Xutang said, his fingertips gently brushing the hair on her cheeks.

Xingzhi's heart was crumpled and hot, and she hugged him tightly, wishing that her whole body could stick to him.

Yang Sutang was also tossed by her, and the corners of her mouth were angry and always smiled.

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Inside the study room of the Wu Mansion.

"Dad, I said a long time ago not to look for Lin Guanqi to go down the mountain, but now it's okay, he sang and harmonized with Yang Xutang, and made our banquet like this." After Wu He entered Wu Liangqi's study, he said dissatisfiedly.

"The father and son of the Lin family have a problem with our Wu family, so it is naturally impossible for him to be used by us soon......"

"In my opinion, Lin Guanqi may have followed Yang Xutang a long time ago......"

"This is not necessarily, I heard that Yang Xutang doesn't ask about things outside the window, but now I see it, but it's very different."

In the current situation, his previous strategy must always change.

"He, the so-called Yuezhou Feng Chick, is also a waste of fame, how can there really be someone in this world who doesn't care about wealth and power!" Wu He said coldly.

"My father always thought that he and Yang Yuanchu's father and son were out of harmony, but now I see that their father and son are of the same mind."

"Isn't that what it is? In the end, it was father and son, and he must have pretended to show people before. Wu He said.

"......" Wu Liangqi pondered with deep eyes.

"Dad, haven't our twenty warships been whereabouts yet?"

"Not yet."

"This is too strange, no matter who it is, it is impossible to collect such a large amount of arms and rations and never show up, right?" Wu He thought of Song Xingzhi, "Dad, I can be sure that one of the two masked bandit leaders that day was definitely Song Xingzhi." ”

"I have already checked Song Xingzhi, he has only started to emerge in the Song family in the past two years, and he has not even touched the business at home, where did he have the ability to rob military ships!"

"That's Yang Xutang!" Wu He rushed out.

Wu Liangqi's expression was grim, and he looked at his son with some shock.

"In Yuezhou, apart from Yang Xutang, I really can't figure out who else can do it! Or maybe it was simply the conspiracy of Yang Yuanchu and Yang Xutang! ”

Wu Liangqi touched his beard: "Yang Yuanchu is very likely, this person is old and treacherous, and the city is very deep." That batch of arms and rations should be in his hands. ”