"Cats?"

Jiang Shi understood a little that Li Qing was not crying because Wei Xichen was gone. Over the years, she has earned all the money in the family, and it must be very hard to earn such a large family business.

Ah Qing, she's so tired. Jiang slowly spit out a "good" word.

But in half a day, Li Qing saw a milk cat.

"Look, do you like it?" Jiang placed the cage in front of Li Qing, which was originally for pigeon-keeping.

"It's good-looking, I like it." Li Qing smiled slightly, picked up the small wooden stick on the table and reached into the cage to tease. This cat is not a solid color, but black, white and gray.

It is not afraid of life at all, and when Li Qing teases it, it is very willing to play with Li Qing.

Jiang also felt strange, just now when she went to ask for a kitten, this little thing almost clawed her. Why did he become so obedient when he came to his daughter-in-law?

"It's not afraid, it's not afraid that you'll crush it." Jiang quipped.

"How so? It's very obedient, and if it's disobedient, it's stewed. ”

"Meow~" The little milk cat was rolling in the cage, as if accusing Li Qingfang of that sentence.

"Look, it's all protesting." Jiang Shi said with a smile. She saw that Li Qing's mood had improved, and she was also happy.

The two laughed together.

The little milk cat in the cage looked at the two alien "meow meow" and kept barking.

The autumn weather is getting colder and colder day by day, Yun Ji also added a piece of clothing to himself, Guan Shangxuan, who went to participate in the provincial test, has not yet returned, and he lives alone in a huge courtyard It is still quite deserted. Fortunately, with Huang Zhuyu and Lu Yuzhuo by his side, he is not lonely and boring to the point of madness.

Yun Ji was practicing his sword in the courtyard when a man in a brown robe walked over. He didn't bother Yun Ji in advance, but waited for Yun Ji to finish practicing a set of swords before he stepped forward to talk to Yun Ji.

"Senior Brother Jiang, we have a garden party to fight poetry, which will be held in the West Lake of the academy the day after tomorrow, and a senior brother has provided a colorful head, I hope you can come to participate."

"Got it, thank you brother for telling me, I'll go." Yun Ji lifted his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, wiped the wooden sword on the ground, and gave a fist salute to the man.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be formal, don't forget that Ha, Heshen and you left beforehand." He Shen smiled and waved at Yun Ji, turned around and left.

"See you soon, brother."

Yun Ji grabbed the wooden sword, carried the hot water on the stove and walked to the shower room. He asked the college's sundries manager to help build it.

His mother attaches great importance to these, and he has also developed such a habit of life since he was a child, and suddenly changed places, and he was quite unaccustomed to it at first. The last time my mother wrote to him, I told him that there was a house she had bought in the village outside the academy.

My own mother is too powerful.

However, he felt that it was more convenient to live in the academy, and when he had free time, he could go to the village to exchange some things for daily supplies.

Yun Ji quickly took a battle bath, soaked his clothes in a bucket and washed them, and dried them on the clothes pole he had built in the back.

So he went to the dining hall to eat.

He got up early, and when these things were done, the canteen was not long in the house. He is very popular, and the uncle who sells food in the canteen is very good to him, and he can eat good meals every time.

His mother didn't want him to starve outside, so she gave him enough money, and with the fact that his grandmother secretly stuffed him, he is now a wealthy person.

Huang Zhuyu and Lu Yinzhuo had been waiting in the dining hall for a long time.

This is a tacit agreement between the three of them.

Lu Yuzhuo had no money in his purse some time ago, and after eating cold porridge for more than half a month, his mother sent money. But he still didn't dare to eat with Huang Zhuyuyun. The reason is that he can't afford the price of the meals they eat, and it will be embarrassing to eat together.

The two of them saw Lu Yuzhuo's embarrassment completely in their eyes.

So I thought about solving the matter.

It happened that Yun Ji heard that the academy was interested in sponsoring Lu Yinzhuo, so he quietly approached his relatives and brothers, and he had extra money, hoping to support Lu Yinzhuo's life.

Under the comprehensive consideration of Luo Hongyun and other presidents, it was decided to increase the amount of funding for Lu Yinzhuo, on the premise that Lu Yinzhuo would contribute to the college, such as cleaning the courtyard and the like. Lu Yuzhuo was grateful when he learned about it, and he got a subsidy on the same day, which was enough for 900 yuan.

Now that he can eat the same meal as Yun and them, he asked someone to bring back the coins his mother gave him, and wrote a letter to reassure his mother.

"Do you know the West Lake Garden Party the day after tomorrow?" Huang Zhuyu stopped his chopsticks and said.

Yun Ji drank the gruel and nodded slightly. "A senior brother came to inform me this morning."

"I heard that this garden party was initiated by Senior Brother Fu Guangde, and the color head was also produced by him, which is the true work of Guangchengzi."

Lu Yuzhuo said to the two of them that he didn't know where to inquire about the gossip.

"Hiroshiko?" Huang Zhuyu was obviously shocked, Guang Chengzi died five years ago, he was a famous painter in this dynasty, and a painting was hard to find. "Senior Brother Fu Guangde is really willing."

"Speaking of which, my father likes to collect his paintings, there are two of them at home, my father looks at them every day, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't look at them for a day, if I can win the lottery......"

Huang Zhuyu sighed while reminiscing.

Lu Yuzhuo changed his previous spit, and said on a row of tables: "Senior brother will definitely win the first place and win the reward." ”

Huang Zhuyu looked at Yun Ji, in the final result of the last assessment, only part of Yun Ji's results were announced, and the remaining part was secret. But his results are still among the top students, and he has not lost half a point. It's enough to see his strength in the second half.

Although he is seven or eight years younger than him, he can't treat Yun Ji as a weak chicken, and Yun Ji is a freak worth studying.

"Why don't you eat it?" What are you staring at him?

Yun Ji drank the porridge and rice in the bowl in three or two sips, put down his chopsticks, took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his mouth. He ate very well, and the rice stains did not come out of his lips.

"The mountain chief will give a lecture this morning." Yun Ji just dropped this sentence, only to see the two people at the table picking up chopsticks and frantically chopping rice.

Is this news going to explode?

If you are late for the lecture of the mountain chief, you will be directly punished for copying the academy training three hundred times, and the thought of the dense paper, both of them feel cold.

Anyone can be late for class, but they can't be late.

Yun Ji looked at the two of them with a smile, these two, among them, Huang Zhuyu was the most dissolute, and Lu Yuzhuo was more conservative, and he had recently broken his vows.

The chief sat alone on a chair on the top of the steps, with a desk in front of him and a few books stacked on top of him.

"Teacher, the gate of the saints, his disciples are three thousand, and he only calls Yanzi studious? What does this mean? Thinking that "Poems", "Books", "Yi", "Rites", "Music", and "Spring and Autumn", the three thousand disciples have not studied and mastered them, so what kind of knowledge does Yan Hui like alone? Kazumi got up from his seat and asked respectfully.

This question was asked very well, Luo Hongyun couldn't help but look at He He Shen a few more times, then nodded slightly, and said: "Yan Yuan is learning the way of a sage and working hard in the direction of a sage, why doesn't Confucius praise him?" Isn't what Yan Yuan learned exactly the realm of a saint? ”