Mr. Chang'an took Jian Ning into Yihong Garden, and the pedestrians in the downtown all pointed and pointed, and some men even smiled obscenely, quite some of which could only be understood and could not be conveyed.

Zai Ning shuttled through the beautiful embroidered skirt, feeling that the whole person was wandering in this strange body fragrance. This is something he has never experienced in Xiaohuang Village.

The turtle man came quickly, pushed away the drunks who blocked the way, and in Yunzhou Mansion, no one can snub the gentlemen of the academy. It's common sense.

I saw that the turtle man seemed to be accustomed to it in this embroidery workshop full of women, and learned the woman's gait, one twist, two steps, it can be said that there are many kinds of lotus style step by step. He charmingly tapped his fingertips, lightly tapped on Mr. Chang'an's chest, and asked delicately: "Brother Chang'an is coming late today, and all the slave's thoughts are on Brother Chang'an" He looked down and asked meaningfully: "Bring a handsome brother here?" Do you want to help Brother Chang'an train one or two? ”

Mr. Chang'an pointed the wooden handle of the folding fan on the chest of the turtle and scolded: "Get away, a good man will make you look like this dog." It's a shame for me to be a man in the Han Dynasty."

The turtle was taken aback and hurriedly left. Mr. Chang'an lifted the chair in the hall and smashed it over, scolding angrily: "I heard that you are also from Xiaohuang Village? ”

The chair was fragile and torn apart, and the turtle was smashed to the ground, wailing in pain.

The rest of the women, seeing that Mr. Chang'an was angry and whispering, did not dare to be too public, they covered their mouths and chuckled, pointing at the turtle gong. Especially for Zai Ning, there is more pity. Such a small doll, what does this Mr. Chang'an think. It's a shame that it's a good skin.

Seeing that Mr. Chang'an was angry, Gui Gong hurriedly endured the severe pain and knelt down and kowtowed vigorously. He said with a crying voice: "Brother Chang'an is angry, the slave is indeed a person from Xiaohuang Village in Xiating, his father and mother died early, leaving me alone, and there is no way but to sell it here." Just to live. It's not that I mean to spoil myself, it's really helpless. As he spoke, the pear blossoms brought rain. He was even more bored by his already thin skinny.

When Mr. Chang'an saw him like this, he was angry, and he didn't think this person was so hateful in the past, but when he saw this person today, he felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a handful of flies.

He was about to continue, but Zenin stopped him. Shaking his head, he walked towards no man's land. Mr. Chang'an saw that Bao Ning was like this, glared at the turtle father, and chased after Ji Ning. And the flower woman who was hiding on the side came over with an "oops", kicked a few feet and was lying on the ground wailing and said, "The girls' urinals haven't been washed yet, who are you throwing here?" Get back to the old lady! If you can't finish washing today, teach you to drink the old lady's footwashing water! She quietly looked at Mr. Chang'an, and saw that Mr. Chang'an did not blame, and insulted him even more.

Jian Ning walked to an indoor courtyard, rockery and flowing water, and fish play clear waves. Without the stimulation of the fragrance of rouge gouache, Jian Ning finally dared to breathe well. He was deliberately pressed by those girls with long legs, even if he was only a five-year-old doll, he couldn't bear it.

Mr. Chang'an was very amused and asked Zai Ning: "Do you like those big sisters?" Sleepless tonight, I can choose one for you... Forehead... Play the piano and play the game! The women here are not simple."

If it weren't for the fact that Zhan Ning pretended to pull out the narrow knife behind his back, Zhan Ning was not sure that Chang'an would say anything that did not conform to the gentleman of his academy.

Ji Ning asked helplessly, "Aren't you going to take me to watch a good show?" If it's just you beating up a turtle boy without taste, I think it's too disappointing. The examination of Yunzhou Academy is imminent. It's boring for you to bring me here."

Mr. Chang'an squatted down, tidied up the clothes that had been messed up by the girls, and said with an intoxicated face: "You have to warm up before the show starts, otherwise what's the point?" And I've been out and about for a long time, and I have to play a few games with my sisters to solve the fire in my heart."

Jian Ning rolled his eyes and snapped off Mr. Chang'an's hand and said, "Are you really a gentleman who has learned Confucianism and etiquette?" I remember that the Confucian 'Three Rites' clearly stipulates a gentleman's code of conduct. Aren't you afraid that the academy will find out that you are drunk and Yihongyuan will remove your title of gentleman? ”

Mr. Chang'an shook his head and said, "Etiquette is like a cage for a person's behavior, and the saints have prescribed what is the code of conduct for a noble person. He also despised the breakers who did not follow these rules. However, this is not my path, and now that I have become a gentleman, I need to open up what I think is a happy world. Practice my contextual system. If one day my learning proves to be beneficial to the world. So do I go and follow the path that the saints have drawn for me today? It's not that important."

Ji Ning thought for a while and said: "I understand, the person who makes the rules is also the one who breaks the rules in a sense, you make the rules and develop them into a kind of contextual knowledge. In an objective sense, it does protect the interests of the majority of people, but to some extent, it also restricts the development of human nature and nature. It's just that the pros outweigh the cons."

Mr. Chang'an laughed with satisfaction: "Hahaha, the son can be taught!" ”

Ji Ning shook his head: "But I still don't agree with your approach"

Mr. Chang'an stopped: "Don't say anything to me about 'love'. I'm also a dignified gentleman."

Jian Ning said disdainfully: "I hope you don't shatter my expectations of a gentleman of the academy today." This will have a bad influence on my choice of Confucianism."

Mr. Chang'an smiled, shook the folding fan lightly, did not nod or shake his head, he pointed to the courtyard and said: "Let's go, they are all here, I will take you to visit my 'Little Dream Residence', which is the top spiritual residence in the entire Yunzhou."

As he walked, he asked suspiciously, "What is the Spirit Dwelling?" Named after the spirit in the land of fireworks? ”

Mr. Chang'an smiled proudly, he pushed open the courtyard door and said: "The biggest disadvantage of cultivators in the world, whether it is martial arts or literature, is that it is difficult to find a place that is not soaked in red dust. Wash your own dirt and repair the glass to cleanse your body. In particular, we cultivators of the hundred schools are very entangled with the land of red dust, and the cause and effect are also more extensive. So our so-called red dust is particularly terrifying, and we lose all the games if we are not careful. This requires us to establish a place in a specific place where cause and effect are separated. This is the spiritual dwelling, the establishment of the spiritual dwelling, in addition to the favorable time and place, more importantly, it is necessary to have the help of the cultivators of the array family. This is the reason why spiritual dwellings are scarce. Such a big spiritual dwelling, do you dare to think? He looked down at him with a swagger.

Ji Ning lowered his head and stepped on the pebbles on the ground, and said with an expression that was nothing more than that: "Oh! ”

Mr. Chang'an looked at Jian Ning gloomily, he probably didn't want to go in