Wang Shouren got out.

Walking on the street of Jingshi alone, his expression was still that plain, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

It's about seven o'clock in the evening, and there are very few people on the streets of the entire Kyoshi at this time, because a curfew will soon be imposed.

Wait until seven o'clock and eight o'clock, that is, the first and third o'clock of the new year, the night ban will be implemented, and everyone will go home obediently and will not go out.

There can be no one else on the entire street except for the man who fights the watch and the brocade guards who patrol the street.

Of course, extrajustice is nothing more than human favors, if someone in your family is sick, your daughter-in-law is about to give birth, or someone is dead, etc., you can also go out at night for a valid reason.

But if you find that it's a big night, you just have nothing to do and go out for a stroll, and your identity is not a high-ranking official or dignitary that you can't provoke, then I'm sorry, and you will be forty immediately.

Wang Shouren was kicked out of the house by his own father, he had no valid reason, no night pass, and he was not a high-ranking official.

But he didn't want to be whipped, so he had to find a place to stay first.

But the problem came again, he came out in a hurry, and he didn't have any silver with him, not even broken silver.

I'm still hungry.

Looking at the few people in the capital who were scattered around him and walking home, Wang Shouren's pace couldn't help but speed up, and he buried his head and continued to hurry.

At this time, his father finally sat in the study and cried enough, wiped his tears, and casually pulled a few pieces of clean rice paper to blow his nose, and then walked out with his red eyes trembling.

As soon as he reached the door, he paused, stared down at a ball of paper on the ground for a long time, and finally leaned over to pick it up, and then crumpled and unfolded.

.........

At three o'clock, a twilight drum sounded, and the sound echoed in the streets and alleys, as if far and near.

Zhao Yuerong stepped on the chair, looked out of the window for a while, turned his head and said, "Husband, it's curfew." ”

"Hmm."

Xia Yuan was picking up a pen and rushing to the manuscript at the table, and when he heard this, he snorted, and then said in a thoughtful manner: "Then you quickly retract your head, and be careful to let the street patrol see it and catch you to hit the board." ”

“... The husband is cheating again, as long as he doesn't go out, it's fine. Zhao Yuerong said in his mouth, but he still retracted his head, got down from the chair again, and didn't dare to lie on the window to probe his brain.

"What do you mean, when did I lie to you?"

Speaking of this, Xia Yuan remembered something, "Do you think that what I told you today, there are no immortals in the world, and no Bodhisattvas are deceitful?" ”

"No, I believe in my husband."

Zhao Yuerong shook his head, and continued with a small mouth: "But I heard that those champions are all Wenqu stars in the sky, and when the husband is admitted to the champion, the husband will be an immortal." ”

"Pure, you don't want to think about it, the champion thing will pop up in three years, how many Wenqu stars in the sky are enough?"

Zhao Yuerong pondered, "Maybe there are a lot." ”

“.....”

Xia Yuan didn't want to pay attention to her, she was not very old, and she was not shallowly poisoned, so he waved his hand and said, "Go, go to bed......"

As he was talking, there was a sudden knock on the door three times, causing the words to come out of his mouth.

And with the sound of the knock on the door, Xia Yuan didn't know why he had an inexplicable grunt, and he had a bad premonition.

"Bang bang."

At this time, the knock on the door rang three more times, the sound was not loud or small, the interval was not slow or urgent, it can be seen that the person who knocked on the door has a steady personality, but there is nothing else except the knock on the door.

According to the rules at this time, you have to sign up for a knock on the door, and so-and-so is visiting, and it is very disturbing, and I ask for forgiveness.

But the one who knocks on the door does not speak, so it can be seen that the one who knocks on the door is mute.

"Husband, who's out there?" Zhao Yuerong asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, you go up to the back room first, I'll take a look." As he spoke, Xia Yuan stood up and walked over to open the door, and when he saw the person who came, he was confused, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

"You...."

Wang Shouren's face was unusually calm, and he arched his hand towards him: "Mr. Xia, I was kicked out of the house by my father. ”

“.....”

Xia Yuan was still a little confused, and asked after a while: "No, why didn't you make a sound when you knocked on the door just now?" ”

"I'm afraid that if I report my name, my husband will not open the door for me."

“.......”

Xia Yuan was silent, what kind of image did he have in this guy's heart?

Then he couldn't help but think about it for a while, and then found that if this guy really signed up while knocking on the door, he would definitely be silent and pretend not to be there.

Well, you see that people are really accurate, and they have 800 hearts.

"How could I not open the door for you, I must welcome your arrival, really, not lying." He snorted and patted Wang Shouren on the shoulder with a dry smile, "Oh, by the way, what did you say was wrong with you just now?" ”

"My father kicked me out of the house."

Wang Shouren's face was still calm, Xia Yuan was silent again, he stared at Wang Shengren's face for a long time, and finally saw some kind of intention in it, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "So, you.... Do you want me to take you in and live with me? ”

"No, I came this time to worship Mr. as a teacher."

"Oh, that's good....." Xia Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the next second he reacted,

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about!"

He was so shocked that he almost jumped on the spot, his voice was an octave higher, and even Zhao Yuerong couldn't help but lift the curtain and poke out his little head to look quietly.

"The students are here to worship Mr. as a teacher."

Saying that, Wang Shouren straightened his clothes, bowed to Xia Yuanshen, and said word by word: "Student Wang Shouren is willing to worship Mr. as a teacher, and I hope that Mr. will put his disciples into the door wall!" ”

“.....”

Xia Yuan didn't speak, because he was already stunned.