Bao Youzhong hurriedly left the Changning Book Market, and when he returned to the place, it was already the beginning of the day.

He has always been simple and hard, he doesn't need a car or horse, and he has to go back from the south to the north city purely by foot, and he runs all the way.

Mr. Bao walked for more than half an hour, but his face was not red or panting.

The place he went to was a small six-story building with red paint, and the inn was not like an inn, and the restaurant was not like a restaurant. On the outside, it is in disrepair, but when you walk in, you can see that it is not only in disrepair, but even the thatched house is blocked.

This is his yamen.

All of them are talented, and they speak well.

Bao was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait for the word to be transmitted, so he went upstairs first, shouting while running.

"Mr. Big! Mr. Big!! ”

His mouth was loud, but he was not noisy in this building. The whole building was full of people and gossiping, and there was not a moment of silence. Master Bao is particularly quiet in it.

I passed by my colleagues all the way, and when I went up to the end of the sixth floor, I finally met his old man.

Unlike the crowding of the five floors below, there is only a small square table and one person.

An old man with gray hair and dirty clothes.

The old man knocked peanuts in his left hand and a small wine glass in his right hand.

In front of the adults, Bao Youzhong didn't dare to be reckless, stopped and said respectfully.

"Tell me."

Bao Dawen finished the first sentence in a crepe, and the second sentence was not too made up, and said bluntly.

"Something."

The old man smacked his mouth, as if he thought the taste of wine was weak, and knocked two peanuts again, and said casually.

"Tell the story."

"Well, there's talent."

"Who?"

"Son of the Dark, tired of time."

The old man thought for a moment: "Get out." ”

"What a talent!"

Seeing that Mr. Big didn't believe it, Mr. Bao immediately took a few steps forward and whispered about what happened today.

"In the past, I always heard that the parents were weak and incompetent, but now I know that it is a rumor. And not many people know about it. It just so happens that the case-solving rate of our yamen has fallen to a new low, if we are ahead of the curve, we will first take down this natural genius boy, hehehe. ”

The old man hiccuped, looked at his excited subordinate with cloudy eyes, and asked.

"With this young man, let's be the master of the phoenix?"

"You're too daring to think about it, are you?"

"How interesting that can be, boring. Play on your own. ”

As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep on the desk.

"Mr. Big, Mr. Big, if you want to say that, I will say yes to you. I, I'm going to ask the palace to go. You promised Ang! ”

With that, he hurriedly ran out of the door again.

I was in a hurry and hit the goalpost.

The plaque at the door fell.

The three words that were dusty for a long time and couldn't be seen clearly were brightened.

"Mom, it's down again, it's the fourth time this month, it's only the third year of junior high school......"

In desperation, Mr. Bao had no choice but to suspend his official duties and go back to find a carpenter.

This place is called Yamei Tower.

The entire Yuzhou, the most unsolemn public gate.

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It was also the third day of September.

Heavenly Destiny, Taixue.

Ling Xuezheng of Taixue University has a headache.

It's the big exam of the year right away. According to the usual practice, he should recommend a promising student to send to the Destiny Palace, which is counted as a talent recommended by Taixue.

If the results of the big exam are outstanding, it will be a smooth progress, and it will also be wiped out along with Taixue.

But the other way around......

In the eyes of many people who don't know the inside story, Taixue is a school for the children of the noble family to go to school. But there's more to it than that.

There are two kinds of people who are most abundant here, one is a new generation of nouveau riche; Second, it is a powerful Jane Pulse Mystery.

Jianmai's cultivation method is closely related to Wenchen Dao, and is most linked to the academy and official career.

And these two paths are inseparable from Taixue.

Most of the students who came out of the Taixue Academy were determined to be ministers under the command of the Phoenix Lord since they were children. In the school, of course, the teaching of literature and Taoism is the mainstay.

It is the official Jian Xuan of Yuzhou, and six or seven out of ten are classmates, and that is the fate of the Taixue Academy.

But in recent years, Jane's pulse has weakened.

The kingdoms are in turmoil, the martial arts are prosperous, and it is inevitable that the Wendao pursued by Jian Mai will gradually decline.

The sons and daughters of Xun Gui have joined other sects, unwilling to re-enter the Jian Mai. Those who are determined to enter the Jian vein are either from the family that has been Jian Xuan for generations, or they have become Jian Xuan's new mystic by chance.

But these students also have their own problems.

Take the latter as an example, most of the students who entered Taixue because they became Jian Xuan have no interest in reading. I just want to use the fame and experience of Taixue to help them go far on the path of the Xuanshi. These people don't dare to push it to the palace of life.

Words of the former...... Ling Xuezheng looked at the students below.

Today's lesson is to compose a poem, and the topic is 'Juvenile Chronicles'.

Given a stick of incense time, the works are all like smeared with mustard - looking at the past directly spicy eyes.

All the young children are indeed the pillars of the country, and they all have lofty aspirations, or want to go to the Golan to appreciate the elegant art, or want to appreciate the infinite dangerous peaks among the Oiran. Either it's realistic, and even the hope of the monthly salary in the future is written, which is like a recruitment interview.

There is one student, who is exemplary.

Directly empty a piece of paper.

Because this student, Shiya, he can't write.

This also attracted the ridicule of the classmates around him.

"This is poetry, what are you here for?"

"It's blank, and you want to make a whiteboard in the future?"

"Don't shake your head, the paste and water in your head are almost one."

- You still have the face to laugh at him?!

Seeing the students like this, Ling Xuezheng covered his face in pain.

Do you have to have a bye for this year's recommended candidates?

The thought of the continued reduction of funds and the eyes of the doctors made him feel a stomachache.

He wasn't worried about the little son of the Shi family. Instead, he was more worried about the few who laughed at him.

It's not the first time that this little boy has made people laugh at him, and he usually directly presses the person who laughs at him to the ground and rubs it.

It's just that I have a good temper today, so I didn't do it.

Shiya originally wanted to do it.

But he remembered his father's words. In the future, he will become a great Jian Xuan. Jian Xuan likes to use his mouth, not his hands. So he tried not to get his hands dirty.

It's a pity that I don't know that there is a thing in the world, called I respect you a foot, and you tear down the steak house and spit on my ancestors' tablet.

The ridicule of the students became louder and more mean.

There is also competition between the noble families, and this competition will become more cruel when reflected on the children.

Ling Xuezheng was worried that the matter would be big, so he hurriedly stopped the other students and said with relief.

"You are poor, you are very good today, neither humble nor arrogant...... The main thing is that there is no hands-on. ”

Shi Ya snorted coldly.

"I don't have the same knowledge as them."

Some classmates laughed and said, "You can't write it, what kind of knowledge do you have?" ”

The laughter was a little louder.

Shi Ya raised his head disdainfully and groaned.

"Chao is Tian Shelang, and the twilight is in Tianzi Hall."

"There will be no seeds, and men should be self-reliant."

There was a sudden silence in the classroom.

The student who wrote 'Walking around the streets on the fifteenth day of the first day of junior high school, Oiran smiled at me' just now was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop.

Shi Ya waved his sleeves.

"I'm a dignified man, and I don't care about you girls."

With that, he strode out of the classroom.

Ling Xuezheng was stunned for a long time, and finally the first to recover from everyone's surprise and ran up, wanting to intercept Shiya.

walked outside the classroom, but heard Shi Ya breathe a sigh of relief and muttered.

"Fortunately, there is the poem of the eldest brother, otherwise they would really not be able to suppress them."

- Big brother?

——When the family is born, there is always a constant?

Ling Xuezheng's mind suddenly turned around with a very promising idea.