Ye Qingshu inserted the scimitar back into the scabbard, put it in his hand, and learned the man to hug his fist, "The county king, the county lord, then the mountains and rivers are long, and we will see you in the rivers and lakes!" ”

The county lord of Yanyang's eyes lit up, and he also learned Ye Qingshu to hug his fists, "Okay!" See you soon! ”

Ye Qingling couldn't help laughing, his short body was blessed, "The county king, the county lord, take care and say goodbye."

"Remember to write to me!"

"Good! I will write down the funny things, funny people, and beautiful scenery along the way in the letter, you have to remember to go back! ”

The county lord of Yanyang nodded vigorously, watched the Ye Qingshu sisters out of the long pavilion, sat down on the stone bench dejectedly, lay on the stone table, one fist against her chin, and the other hand played with the purse that Ye Qingshu gave her, and let out a long sigh.

It wasn't until Ye Qingling got into the carriage and lowered the curtain that Xuan Ming withdrew her gaze and looked at the stupid sister who was sighing from her parents, and her eyes slowly moved to the purse in her hand.

The county lord of Yanyang boredomically tossed the purse over and over in his hand, and Xuan Ming's gaze also turned over and over with the purse-

"That's the handwriting of Ye Zhangyuan himself?"

"Yes," the county lord of Yanyang continued to pour the purse, "Ah Ugly said that it is ancient Sanskrit, the ambition of the bird, I don't know."

"This suit is very special."

"That's, Ye Zhangyuan personally drew it—hmm, it was written?"

"My cousin will definitely like it, you can borrow me to make a pattern and send it to my cousin to make clothes."

The county lord of Yanyang did not suspect Xuan Ming's sinister intentions at all, and he didn't remember that with Xuan Ming's temperament, he didn't care about whether Hua Shao's clothes were renovated or not, so he hesitated for a while, and handed the purse to Xuan Ming.

"Then you remember to return it to me immediately after you have extended it, and you are not allowed to lose it!"

Well, it's not like you're home.

Xuan Ming took the purse, her fingertips trembled unconsciously, but her face was more serious, "Don't worry, I won't lose it."

Don't worry, even if I lose the embroidered spring knife, I will also lose this purse.

Unfortunately, even if I don't lose it, I won't return it to you!

Stupid sister, if he says a few words casually, he can fool the past, and he will scare her into never mentioning half a word about the purse again......

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Yingchuan is not far from the capital, the fast horse arrives in two days, and the carriage takes three or four days, Ye Shouyi was afraid that the branch would be bumpy, so he walked on the road for six days, and arrived at Yingchuan in the evening of the sixth day.

The patriarch of the Ye clan led the outstanding children of the clan out of the town for ten miles to greet him, not to mention the excitement and glory.

The old house has also been cleaned up a long time ago, and everyone is tired from the journey, so they simply cleaned up and rested on the day.

Early the next morning, Ye Shouyi took a large family and brought gifts to visit the patriarch, and then the uncles and uncles.

After three days like this, and from the fourth day, everyone in the clan brought their children to meet Ye Shouyi, and they tossed for more than ten days before they finally fulfilled the courtesy.

On the eleventh day, Ye Shouyi and the others were really tired from coming and going these days, so they all stayed in the old house to rest.

Ye Qingshu couldn't rest at all, after getting up early in the morning, he practiced the word for an hour, and slowly put what he wrote in the brazier to burn it out, Fang washed his hands and used breakfast.

After breakfast, Ye Qingshu called the steward of the old mansion over, saying that he wanted to take a stroll in Yingchuan County, and asked him to assign someone to show him the way.

The old housekeeper recommended his grandson Simao very positively, and Ye Qingshu ordered Yijiu and Sijiu to catch the car and take Fangcao out of the old house.

Simao was very familiar with the corners and corners of Yingchuan County, and sat on the wheel and introduced it to Ye Qingshu from time to time.

Ye Qingshu lifted the curtain and looked out the window quietly, he lived in Yingchuan for nine years in his previous life, until he married Jiang Zuo at the age of eighteen, which is much more than Simao, an eight- or nine-year-old child.

It can be said that the best years of her life were spent in Yingchuan, and it can also be said that the happy times of her life are also here.

Her feelings for Yingchuan are much deeper than those for the capital, and now she is revisiting her hometown, and the old people in her hometown are waiting for her not far away-

Ye Qingshu exhaled lightly and said, "Stop, Fangcao, you and Simao together, buy some of the delicious things that Simao just said."

After a full quarter of an hour, Fangcao came back with a big bag of food, Ye Qingshu instructed her to give some to Simao and Sijiu, picked a bag of spiced broad beans, and gave half of it to Fangcao, and the master and servant ate it clicked.

Outside, Sijiu and Simao were holding an oily pig's trotters and gnawing, Yijiu looked at Sijiu's oily hands and shiny lips, and then looked at Simao who was almost the same image, and his forehead was blue and tendonous.

His Shen Ziwei has changed to an eight- or nine-year-old master, has he been reduced to the same level as an eight- or nine-year-old child?

"Ah, girl, this is our Ye clan's family study, as long as it is a child of the clan, you can go to school! Grandpa said that if I serve the girl well, I can ask for a favor from the girl, and I can also go to the clan school! ”

19, "......"

Selling your grandfather so quickly, and exposing your ultimate purpose by the way, okay?

"Good".

Simao was stunned, keeping the posture of the pig's trotters stuffed in his mouth and still for a while, before he came back to his senses, and was about to ask, Ye Qingshu's faint voice came, "Stop."

Sijiu hurriedly took out an oily hand to hold the reins of the horse, Fangcao raised the curtain, jumped down, and reached out to help Ye Qingshu.

Ye Qingshu helped her men get out of the carriage and looked up at the plaque hanging on the gate of the clan school.

The four-character iron painting silver hook of "article handed down" is written by Ye Shouyi himself.

Yingchuan Ye's family really flourished after Ye Shouyi's high school exploration and marriage to the branch family, and this clan study was also established after that, so it was Ye Shouyi's handwriting that he naturally sought.

In his previous life, Ye Shouyi never left Yingchuan again, he lived idle, so he came to teach the children of the clan in the clan, and the first one to teach was Ye Qingcheng.

After Ye Qingcheng won the middle flower, Ye Shouyi once again became famous in the world, and there was an endless stream of students from all over the world who came to study in the Ye clan, and they turned the clan study into a academy, and the scale became larger and larger.

By the time of her death, there were countless students who had achieved success from Ye clan studies, Ye clan studies were still called Ye clan studies, but in fact, it had become the first academy of Da Xiao, and it was a place for students all over the world to look up to.

I have to admit that her father is very knowledgeable and capable, but he was idle and bored to go to the clan to give lectures, so he talked about the first academy of Daxiao......

Simao saw that Ye Qingshu was fascinated by the plaque of clan studies, and hurriedly introduced, "Girl, this was written by the second master himself and transported from the capital!" My grandfather said, "Gold is expensive!" I can buy a hundred boys like me! ”

Ye Qingshu smiled, raised his feet and walked inside, and the little guy who guarded the door of the clan school saw that she was dressed luxuriously, so he hurriedly trotted up to meet her, and asked, "I don't know who Miss is?" ”

Simao hurriedly stuffed the remaining half of the pig's trotters into his sleeves, and carefully wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes, then he held his head high and said with a strong voice, "This is the daughter of the master of our Hanlin Academy!" ”

This sentence, grandpa taught him more than a dozen times, so that he must not be mistaken, after Simao said it, he silently thought about it, and felt that he didn't say a word wrong, so his small chest became taller and taller.