Chapter 7 [Mr. Xie on the second floor]
Yuan Li, who laughed, still told him the identities of these two people in time, it turned out that these two people were also his classmates, three years ago, when Yuan Lai was not accepted by Huang Qi, he also read the Four Books and Five Classics, although the results were miserable, but after all, he was also a reader.
And these two brothers ridiculed and bullied Yuan Lai, but the identities and status of the two families are almost the same, and Mr. Private School is also a full partiality, and the young Yuan Lai has a chaotic brain, but he suffers a lot.
These two turned out to be biological brothers, and after Yuan Li reminded him, he could see some similarities between his eyebrows, but the similarity was too low.
Both of them are from Shencheng Qiao's family, and they are also from high-ranking families, the eldest is called Da Qiao, and the second is called Xiao Qiao......
Yuan Lai thought the name was awesome.
Xiao Qiao's temper was a little irritable, his face was as heavy as a rag stained with sewage, and he was about to curse when he opened his mouth, but he was stopped by the more stable Big Joe.
"What's the matter with a fool? Don't compromise our brotherhood. Da Qiao said in a deep voice.
Xiao Qiao snorted, and fiercely pulled the delicate folding fan in his hand to pretend to be forced, and fanned it angrily, and the first-class hurricane gushing out of the fan made Yuan Lai feel relaxed.
"Fool Yuan, I heard that you have eaten porridge with the old Taoist priest in the mountains for three years, what's the matter, what skills have you learned?" Xiao Qiao suddenly asked.
Yuan Lai pretended to be naΓ―ve, tilted his head and thought for a while: "Learned." β
"Yohe, have you really learned? Is that flying to the sky or retreating? Cultivating the Five Realms, how many realms have you reached?" Xiao Qiao pretended to be surprised, his eyes glanced at Yuan Lai, and his tone was sour.
"I'm not learning to practice. Yuan Lai shook his head and said.
"What's that?"
Yuan Lai raised his head and exclaimed, "Knowledge!"
These two words fell to the ground like steel balls, but they made the two big and small Qiao and a pair of brothers laugh, among which Xiao Qiao laughed the most happily, he pointed at Yuan Lai with the handle of the fan and smiled: "Learning? haha, big brother, you heard this fool say that he learned to learn!
Even Da Qiao, who seemed to be steady, smiled disdainfully, and his eyes were raised even higher.
"What are you laughing at, my young master is not allowed to be educated!" Yuan Li maintained.
"Okay, okay, yes, of course!" Xiao Qiao shook his head and said: "It's better to come early than to come at a good time, Yuan fool, didn't you say that you have learned to learn by yourself? Okay! Our brother is just going to a grand party today, there is a university scholar there, what's the matter, do you dare to show your hands?"
Yuan Lai blinked his eyes, he casually said something out of boredom and joked out of boredom, playing with these two for a while, he didn't want to be invited, he nodded after a little hesitation: "Okay." β
Yuan Li was in a hurry, pulled the young master's clothes and looked at him, but unfortunately Yuan Lai pretended to be stupid and addicted as if he didn't understand the meaning of his gaze.
So the two big men who called Xiao Qiao to open the way, Yuan Lai Shi Ran followed behind, only Yuan Li, who had a bitter gourd face, looked at the young master, and then at the direction of the house, hesitated for a moment and stomped his feet to follow Yuan Lai's footsteps.
Shaking his head and sighing as he walked.
Yuan looked strange and asked in a low voice, "What are you sighing for?" β
Yuan Li spread his hands, looked at his ignorant and fearless young master, and said with a wry smile: "You will be embarrassed to follow them." β
"Do you know where they're going?"
Yuan Li, who looked depressed, didn't pay attention to the smooth and agile reaction of his young master, but said: "I have heard a long time ago, today there is a master from the capital to give a lecture in our Shencheng, which provokes the old gentlemen around to bring their disciples over to say that they want to communicate with each other, this Qiao family brother does not need to think about it, he must have gone to see the excitement, there may be how many great Confucians and young talents there are now...... Young master, let's go back. β
"Not going back. Yuan Lai became interested, and simply refused.
Yes, it's still a tough donkey's temper, Yuan Li had to sigh when he saw that he was wrong, as if he had seen the scene of his stupid young master being laughed at in public.
At this time, Xiao Qiao suddenly slowed down from the front and leaned over and said, "Go faster, if you want to leave our brother now, you don't agree, I still want to learn Brother Yuan's full belly!"
Yuan Li's only thought of forcibly pulling the young master away was also dispelled.
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Xie Yuan sat on the mahogany chair at this time and looked at the big river that runs through Shencheng outside Shouyang Tower, the west source of this river is a thousand mountains of ice and snow all year round, and the end of the east is to merge with the Qinhuai River and flow into the sea.
When I see this river, I think of the Qinhuai River, and when I think of the Qinhuai River, I think of my own Wuyi Lane.
Xie Yuan, who is nearly fifty years old, is a little homesick, this kind of homesickness is very peculiar, it is very significant in childhood and old age, but there is very little homesickness in the middle of the good decades, Xie Yuan blames it on age.
After brewing emotions for most of the day, Xie Yuan always felt that the feelings in his chest were a little less meaningful, which made him unable to say anything to the extent of making a good poem.
After thinking about it for a while, he knew that it was because there was a lot of excitement in his mood besides homesickness.
Turning his head and looking at the bustle in Shouyang Building, the whole building was full of young talents, most of them were born in Shencheng, and a small half were his black-clothed Zhulang.
"Someone. Xie Yuan called, and a maid came over and gently filled the elegant old man with tea without asking, and then retreated.
"I heard that the best tea in Shencheng is not from this Shouyang Building. Xie Yuan said lightly.
A person came over from behind him and said, "Yes, the most famous teahouse here is the Xianju, which is said to be a plaque inscribed by a sage in the past. β
Xie Yuan glanced at the man who was about to stand for the year and said, "That's amazing, but I don't know which sage it is?"
The man smiled and said, "I don't know." β
"Yes, sages, no one can force themselves if they don't want to reveal their identity. Xie Yuan understood.
The man didn't say anything, but said with a smile: "Master Wang is still debating in the pavilion, I went to listen to it, if it is really a pedantic celestial, it seems that it is a rare opponent in Shencheng Wuyi Zhulang." β
Xie Yuan waved his hand and said, "The knowledge of the prince is that of the prince, and the knowledge of the Wuyi Zhulang is that of the Wuyi Zhulang, so it can't be confused." β
"Almost. β
"Much worse. Xie Yuan shook his head and said honestly: "This time, my Wang Xie family took this generation of family youth to tour the north and south of the river, in order to increase their knowledge, so that their juniors know that there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people. β
"No wonder Wuyi Lane is full of court talents. He laughs.
"It's just Wenchen from Wuyi Lane, and the most powerful thing in the world is the magic power after all. Xie Yuan shook his head, his face inexplicable.
"Cultivation in the heart, profound knowledge, want to practice is twice the result with half the effort, just like Master Wang, just like you, although this life has not stepped into the path of cultivation, but if one day is determined to practice, I will inevitably add a few masters. β
Xie Yuan smiled and didn't make a sound, but there was a slight bitterness in his smile.