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The gate of the Teaching Workshop Division.

Outside the courtyard of the Shaking Light Pavilion, Ji Xiu glanced at Liu Moyan, who was surrounded by a group of people and walked towards him.

"Ji Xiu?" Liu Moyan tightened the brocade robe behind him, looked at Ji Xiu, and said with interest.

The few doglegs behind him were also holding their chins high, and their expressions were quite arrogant.

"Young Master Liu." Ji Xiu said lightly.

Regarding Ji Xiu's attitude, Liu Moyan reached out to stop the dog's leg who was about to scold, pinched his palm, and said with a deep groan:

"Well, I can probably guess what you're here for."

Is it straight to the point? Ji Xiu didn't speak, waiting for his next step.

After a slight pause, Liu Moyan looked at Ji Xiu, stared for a moment, and then suddenly smiled and said, "How about I give you a message?" ”

Message? Ji Xiu was surprised and didn't understand what this meant.

"Miss Ling was a monk and entered Cihang Nunnery, cut off from the dust, and was not allowed to be the Ling family, but a few days ago, the Ministry of Rites issued an official document to rectify the booksellers."

"Buddhist disciples pay attention to the cause and effect of the law, well, the same is true for the father, if he inherits the cause, he will receive the result one day." Liu Moyan smacked his lips and said:

"These bald asses are so ruthless, I don't like them..."

As he spoke, he seemed to be tired, yawned, and didn't care about Ji Xiu, and went straight to the gate.

"My father, Liu Erhe, my sister, the imperial concubine." The embroidered imperial history who was originally going to stop it was immediately released after hearing this.

It is true that they are obedient to the emperor's orders, but they are also the most bullying and afraid of the hard.

When encountering the powerful people of the DPRK and China, they are all convenient doors.

Well, the premise is that the emperor doesn't want to deal with you, so they don't bother to offend people.

And these rules, Ye Langtian, who is a deputy Qianhu, also understands them, and some officialdom methods are even more skillful, otherwise, he would not have climbed to this position as a mud leg from a poor family.

Liu Moyan left, and Ji Xiu frowned.

He already understood what Liu Moyan meant by this news.

Is it a mistake to know a mistake, to correct a mistake or not to admit a mistake?

Or maybe he saw something in the long term and didn't want to make a feud with me because of a misunderstanding? Well, let's take it as it is.

Although the contact was short-lived, this imaginary 'villain' left a deep impression on him.

A kind of arrogance, self-confidence that doesn't care about everything and can deal with it calmly.

"However, if you are arrogant, I am no less than you, and even more qualified!" Ji Xiu's eyes became sharp.

In a year or two, you are powerful; Three years and five years, your family has a deep heritage; A hundred years and ten years may still exist.

But what about thousands of years, ten thousand years?

A mortal you, in the end, will be a pinch of loess under my feet, and I am above the years, looking down on everything.

Everything in sight, for me, is the past.

"-Smack!" At this time, a big hand put on Ji Xiu's shoulder, and then, Uncle Ye Langtian's deep voice sounded.

"If you don't die, try to avoid bumping into him."

Ji Xiu knew that his uncle had misunderstood that he was going to fight Liu Moyan to the death, and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, it's not as bad as you think." ”

"Boss! There is a discovery! At this time, there was an embroidered imperial history shouting. Ye Langtian patted Ji Xiu's shoulder and strode away.

Ji Xiumu sent his uncle Ye Langtian away, and after thanking the plagiarists who had helped him before, he also planned to go back.

As Ye Langtian's nephew, he naturally has the privilege of going back early.

"Well, we are the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, Lord Chen Yaogeng's family, this is my young master." Just as Ji Xiu was about to leave, a familiar voice caught his attention.

Looking back,

I saw the little guy who had helped him before.

While holding the purple-clothed boy with difficulty, he laboriously explained the situation to the inquiring embroidered imperial history.

"Well, we have understood the situation, it is best not to leave Kyoto in the next few days, we will summon you at any time, now you can leave."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to interrogate the next person.

"Young Master, it's time for us to go back." The little guy put the arm of the already drunk and unconscious purple-clothed boy on his shoulder.

"Want to help?" At this time, a voice rang in my ears.

The little guy looked up and saw that it was Ji Xiu, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he smiled: "Mr. Ji." ”

Confucianism and Taoism, the practice of righteousness is important, but when it comes to learning, it always pays attention to the first.

Ji Xiu can write a classic work like 'Red Mansion', which is naturally worthy of being respected by many Confucian cultivators.

"I'll do it." Ji Xiu stepped forward to take the purple-clothed boy in the little guy's hand, the little guy felt a little pressure, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he thanked Ji Xiu.

All the way out of the Teaching Workshop Division, helping the little boy in purple who was like a dead pig to get into the carriage, Ji Xiu gave a salute and said, "Thank you girl for saving me earlier." ”

"No, no, no." Seeing that Ji Xiu actually saluted one of his subordinates, the little guy hurriedly replied in a panic, and then said:

"Mr. is serious, my generation of scholars, cultivate Haoran righteousness, monsters are troublesome, and they should be leveled with Haoran Qi."

The little guy said, with a small face, as if he was reciting a book.

A wide and ill-fitting little dress made her look even smaller.

"Huh!" Ji Xiu couldn't help laughing and teased, "Who taught you this?" ”

"It was said when the gentleman taught his son to read." The little guy was stunned for a moment, looked up at Ji Xiu blankly, and said:

"Is there something wrong?"

Ji Xiu shook his head, although this girl has good talent, her mind is simpler.

Listening to the thunderous snoring sound coming from the carriage on the side, and glancing at the dazed little guy again, Ji Xiu knew in his heart.

Only those who are favored by the master can maintain this pure-minded and pure heart, and ordinary people are not pure.

Serving the master, which one is not bright-minded and proficient in human affairs?

"Well, what you said is true, but the so-called 'don't use the hidden dragon' means that the gentleman can only live in peace if he does not build a dangerous wall."

"Huh? Don't use the hidden dragon... Is that how it is understood? "There is confusion and doubt in the eyes of the little guy.

Ji Xiu smiled and nodded, "Well, that's how I understand. ”

"Okay, there is a lot of truth in this, practice can produce true knowledge, you will understand in the future, go back soon if it's not early..."

Seeing that she still looked thoughtful, Ji Xiu waved his hand.

"Well, bye-bye, sir." The little guy also listened to the persuasion, and after giving Ji Xiu a salute, he boarded the carriage and drove away.

Taking a deep breath and looking at the lively street that had been bright all night, Ji Xiu decided to walk back.

The news given by Liu Moyan is a bit informative, and it is just related to the early morning, and he decided not to think about anything for the time being.

Tonight, he saw the wisdom of the people of this world, and he also met many interesting people.

Vivid faces come to mind.

The talented and agile blue-clothed Confucian student, the freckled white-clothed showman, the purple-clothed boy who cheats openly and honestly, and so on.

Everyone is unique and the protagonist of their own life.

It makes him feel very real and more and more integrated.

Well, today I met a little guy dressed as a man, and in ancient times, a woman dressed as a man, it was easy to be discovered. It seems that the plot I wrote in my last life was really "thunderous".

The way the little guy appears is amazing, in the novel, if I were the male protagonist, it would be a beautiful woman saving the hero, maybe there would be some emotional entanglements.

But this is the reality, she will not have other intersections with me, and it can be seen that she is full of her young master.

There is also that boy, who is also the protagonist in his own life, and he also has his own unique personality charm and a favorite maid, which is rare.

Perhaps, there is an unspeakable past between their masters and servants?

Well, for example, what kind of waste wood young master and genius loyal maid, this kind of novel bridge?

Liu Moyan is so mysterious, followed by three or five doglegs, relying on his identity background, and acting without taboos.

Beneath the uninhibited exterior is a very hidden city......

All the way, his brain exploded, his thinking diverged to his heart's content, and Ji Xiu returned home.

As soon as they entered, they saw that in the courtyard, the younger sister Ye Lingwei was squatting far away, covering her ears with her hands, and staring at the fireworks in the courtyard with her big eyes.

In the distance, his cousin Ye Youran held a book in his hand and leaned against the door frame.

On the verandah, a few people looked out. In the bright hall, Aunt Ji Ying is weaving something in her hand.

"Whoosh... Boom! At this time, the fireworks rose into the sky, and the little guy Ye Lingwei looked excited, but restrained herself, pretending to be an old man:

"Well, yes, yes, my heart is very happy......"