When Bai Ling finally got to the back window of the tea room, she looked around to make sure that everything was safe, and then stretched out her hands to try to prop up the window shelves, and just then she heard a loud laugh coming from the room, which sounded like there were about two or three people.

She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and the movements in her hands stopped.

Did you run to the wrong room? Bai Ling looked left and right at the dark gray window edges, the low-tiled eaves with rusty wind chimes, the low gray brick walls at both ends, and the rolling hills in the distance and the vegetable patches nearby

Yes, the tea room is indeed here.

"Is it Kashimike back?" Suddenly, there was an inquiry in the room.

The voice was somewhat familiar, but Bai Ling couldn't remember who it was, she lifted the window, leaned into the room half of her body, and saw that there were already three people sitting in the room.

One is Bai Yi, the other is Zeng Jiuyan, and there is a young man who looks weak and white, Bai Ling doesn't recognize it.

Several people were drinking tea and laughing, all with a smile on their faces.

"It turned out to be the little marquis." Bai Ling suddenly realized, no wonder he felt familiar when he heard the voice just now.

Now it makes sense, Shizi should have come with his friends, but why did he hide outside?

Bai Yi stood up and helped Bai Ling through the window.

"Master Void Cloud hasn't come back yet?" Bai Ling asked in a whisper.

"Nope." Bai Yi replied, "The two fathers-in-law have been urging a few times, and they all said that there is an urgent matter that has not been dealt with yet, so let's wait." ”

Zeng Jiuyan and Zhang Jingzhen listened, looked at each other and smiled, and they didn't know what tricks Li Fengyu had used in front of the door to entangle the old monk for so long. However, if it weren't for Li Fengyu's clever tongue, they wouldn't have been able to take advantage of the access control of Donglin Temple, let alone sit in this tearoom with Bai Yi and talk about it.

Zhang Jingzhen got up and introduced herself to Bai Ling, but in fact, on the night she met Anhu, Bai Ling had already heard his name from Fourteen.

In the narration of the fourteenth that night, Zhang Jingzhen was actually the one who impressed Bai Ling the most.

He is the only eldest son of Zhang Shouzhong, the secretary of the Great Zhou Military Department, at the age of fifteen.

In terms of talent, Zhang Jingzhen is almost the second to none among the children of Beijing, but his genius father, who was admitted to Tanhua at the age of twelve, set a rule for him that he is not allowed to participate in the imperial examination if he is less than sixteen years old.

Zhang Shouzhong was a genius when he was young, so he knew the loneliness of being a genius, and he also understood that many things are not the better the sooner you start.

As a twelve-year-old Jinshi, Zhang Shouzhong endured too many extra burdens and malice.

On the one hand, people's expectations of him are too high, so that others can do things that can be done with six or seven points, and he has to do twelve points or he will be ridiculed as "but Erer".

On the other hand, for a long time, no one treated him as a friend, and he stood in the middle of a group of men who were a foot and two feet taller than him in a loose official uniform, and he could feel the jealousy of some people turning into ridicule of him. A twelve-year-old Tanhua is like a monster in a cage, and people's appreciation is often not out of admiration, but out of some kind of playfulness for the other.

When his peers were still studying hard in the academy, the young Zhang Shouzhong had already begun his lonely fight in the officialdom, and only he knew how hard this bloody road was.

So he won't let his son repeat the mistakes of the past, especially when the young Zhang Jingzhen was like himself back then, when he showed an amazing talent in strategy, he made up his mind to wait for the child to be older, more knowledgeable in temperament, and taller, and then let him go.

However, on Zhang Jingzhen's side, this is another story.

He is different from friends like Zeng Jiuyan and Li Fengyu, who were born with the position of marquis to inherit, even if his father is a cabinet minister, he can only take the imperial examination to open up his career

Among his classmates, there have been many friends who are far inferior to Wen Siwu who have been selected for Xiucai and lifted, and even some who have gone the right way have followed the seniors in the Hanlin Academy. He is the only one, fifteen years old but still white, except for the false name of "a very talented prince in the Shangshu family", there is no resume that can be used.

In fact, this unsolvable dilemma, no second person in Da Zhou can know, even the Zhang family father and son have not talked to each other.

Even the fourteenth who passed on details such as "ordered not to participate in the imperial examination before the age of sixteen", "amazing talent", "his father was twelve years old" and other details were passed on to Bai Ling, and he did not think deeply about the cause and effect in this.

But for Bai Ling, this kind of putting herself in the shoes is a professional habit, although she has never met the Zhang family father and son, she has already faintly smelled the conflict here.

Now seeing it in the tea room, Bai Ling sighed in her heart that this young man was really as she imagined, with a bit of unspeakable sorrow in his heroic spirit.

Talent is a wonderful thing, it has always been a double-edged sword, if an eagle's wings are born stronger than their peers, but they have not had the opportunity to spread their wings and test flight, then these heavy wings will only bring him a burden, but can not bring him any joy in life.

At the moment when he and Zhang Jingzhen nodded to each other, these thoughts suddenly flashed in Bai Ling's mind, like a light boat going straight down the river with ripples on the water.

After Bai Ling sat down, Zeng Jiuyan continued to talk with Bai Yi. This trip to the tea room, he felt that the two brothers and sisters of the Bai family were simply treasures in the world, and he had already felt like a familiar friend at first sight on the night when he walked with Bai Ling on the shore of Jian'an Lake, and he was even more excited when he talked about many things with Bai Yi today.

Bai Ling listened to the talk of several people on the side, and it didn't take long for him to yawn, it seemed that as long as the men got together, they would definitely talk about family and country affairs, just like that, the two had talked about the movements of the Jin people in the past ten years to Shen Jichuan, who had recently returned to Beijing.

Zeng Jiuyan suddenly remembered something, and looked at Zhang Jingzhen on the side, "When we came over just now, we also met someone sent by General Shen."

Bai Ling suddenly came to his senses and raised his eyes to look at Zeng Jiuyan, "What is this old general sending people to do?" ”

"He seems to be a close friend of one of the masters who died in the fire this time, so he sent someone to pay his respects." Zhang Jingzhen replied.

Bai Ling blinked, "Master Hui Shi?" ”

"Yes." Zeng Jiuyan and Zhang Jingzhen were both a little surprised, "Do you know him too?" ”

Bai Ling shook his head, "It's just that when I came, I listened to the introduction of the master who led the way, after all, the people who came to see off this master are all over the mountains, and the old general and Master Hui Shi are close friends." ”

"Yes." Zeng Jiuyan told everything he had heard before, the conversation between Huihong and the young generals, and the people present also sighed, only Bai Ling held the teacup thoughtfully, and frowned with some concern......