The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break.

The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!

……

Zhang Yiyuan listened to Mr. Xuetang's recitation and explanation of the poems, and the brush scratched on the inkstone, recording what Mr. said on the paper, and couldn't help but feel a little trance when he was halfway through writing.

If you think about it, it seems like you've been here for more than two years, right? Compared to the confusion when I first came to this world, I am now used to living here, and now I can even take class notes, and I am very skilled.

Tsk, it's kind of incredible. It turns out that people can live well without their mobile phones, and things like the Internet can live well!

He is not from this world, but from a planet called Ancestral Star, and one day when he was in a trance because of the pain of his injury, suddenly a voice said that it could help him solve it, and then he agreed in a daze.

And then again, here he was, a world similar to the ancient Ancestral Star.

After estimating, this world was found to be about the same size as the ancestral star, but unlike the ancestral star, there are several continents, and this world has only one continent, a very large continent.

As for the Muyou Continent or something beyond the ocean, he didn't know about this, after all, since he came to this world, he had never left this place that was called the 'Southern Wasteland' by the people of the Cangyun Continent and the Central Plains.

To be more precise, the state of Chu, the head of the five kingdoms of the Southern Regions, is a small city called Yiyang City in the east near the largest mountain in the mainland, the 'Maiqi Broken Mountain Range'.

He's been living here since that voice sent him two years ago.

To be honest, if it weren't for the identity that the voice arranged for him to be 'okay', he wouldn't have known how to survive when he first came into this world.

The biggest possibility is to mix the most profitable business in the previous life.

A wishful golden hoop stick, a demon bowl.

enmmm plus a mantra:

"Uncle~ give a little money (•̥́ˍ•̀ू).

This is not something he wants to say about discouragement, although the Chu State is the head of the five countries in the Southern Regions, it is the most powerful country among the five countries, and it needs the other four countries to work together to resist.

But the national strength is strong, and its country may not be peaceful, Chu has been in the country for more than 400 years, and the new emperor is also a diligent emperor.

But the country's shortcomings are already very serious, and the world has begun to be a little chaotic, and the places close to the capital are better, but the remote places are difficult to say.

A person with no identity and no land is a homeless person, and no one cares when he starves to death and is sold.

……

The most important thing is that the character is traditional Chinese, and you don't even know what is written on it when you see it!

Speaking of this, Zhang Yiyuan is a handful of bitter tears.

He spent nearly half a year, starting from the commonly used words, to the infrequently used words, comparing them with modern words word by word, and recognizing word by word, the pain in which it was simply a kind of torture.

If it weren't for the sake of surviving here, he wouldn't have gone to study!

People, you still have to live.

As for when the voice that sent him will appear, Zhang Yiyuan doesn't know this, and he can't guess, it should appear when it should appear!

Zhang Yiyuan shook his head slightly, put his thoughts behind, and no longer thought about what he didn't have, it was better to listen carefully now, well~ It's not a good boy who deserted~

"Da~"

"Okay, let's stop here for today's lecture, and when we go back, we will review the knowledge I have taught in the past few days, and you must not slack off."

"Yes, students and so on."

Zhang Yiyuan came back to his senses when Mr. was speaking, and when Mr. finished speaking, he stood up with the students present to perform the disciple salute and bow his hands.

After the teacher left, Zhang Yiyuan did not leave in a hurry, but read what Mr. said just now.

Until a slight sound of footsteps came out, a man with a simple face, about 'in his twenties', walked in from outside the school, came to Zhang Yiyuan's side and said softly:

"Childe, everyone is gone, you can go."

Zhang Yiyuan raised his head slightly and looked at the comer: "Did you tell Xiaozhuzi?" ”

The comer's name is Zhang Song, nicknamed Songzi, is his scholar, one year younger than him, now sixteen, with a simple personality.

"It's been said, it's still in the same place."

"Well, that's good, let's go too!"

"As before, you go to wait for me outside the house first."

"Hey, okay, Childe."

Zhang Yiyuan said, cleaned up the table and put the items he was going to take home into the back box, then took out a box from the back box, stretched his waist and stood up, handed the back box to Zhang Song, let him take it, and he took the box and walked out of the school first, and then the soldiers divided into two ways.

Because the place he went to was the inner courtyard of the Zhao Mansion, which was not suitable for Zhang Song to go, there was no problem with him alone.

After all, this is not his own home, but the Zhao Mansion! In someone else's house, then you have to follow their rules.

The Zhao Mansion, the most powerful family in Yiyang City, still has strict family rules.

And the school he went to is the Zhao family's private school, a place for the children of the Zhao family to study, he is here to study, it is the Zhao family school arranged by his grandmother to enter a year and a half ago because of a certain matter.

The Zhao Mansion is very large, twice as big as his family, and it is the strongest indigenous in Yiyang City.

Zhang Yiyuan came out of the school and walked through seven or eight courtyards to reach the destination this time, a garden full of flowers, if you don't come often, you will probably get lost!

Through the circular arch, Zhang Yiyuan walked into the garden along the path of the flower wall in the garden, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and even his steps couldn't help but speed up a little.

The flower wall path is not very long, and it will soon come to an end under Zhang Yiyuan's pace, and the picture passed in front of him also makes Zhang Yiyuan's eyes light up, as if the whole world is clear.

In a sea of flowers composed of yellow, white and pink flowers, a girl dressed in bright yellow clothes, smelling a white flower in her hand, looking at the flowers like blue waves with clear eyes, the curvature of the corners of her mouth is like a crescent moon perfect sweet smile hanging on her face, under the illumination of the light, a beautiful picture slowly unfolds.

This beautiful scene made Zhang Yiyuan stunned.

"Uncle, why are you standing here and not going in? The girl is already waiting for you inside! ”

At this time, a woman with a snack came over from behind Zhang Yiyuan, and saw Zhang Yiyuan standing at the end of the flower path and said in confusion.

Hearing the voice, Zhang Yiyuan also came back to his senses, turned to look at the comer, and chuckled: "I just saw a beautiful picture, I was overjoyed, and I couldn't bear to break it, so I stayed here for a while, and then your little girl came." ”

After saying that, he didn't give the little girl time to react, and walked inside, he couldn't say that he could see her girl in a fascination!

This woman is the maid of the woman in white just now, Su Xiaozhu.

"Scroll?"

"Where did you get the picture scroll in the garden? I was still in the garden, why didn't I see it? ”

"It always feels weird."

Looking at Zhang Yiyuan's back, Su Xiaozhu frowned, tilted his head and was a little confused.

But soon she didn't have the heart to think about this, and walked in with Zhang Yiyuan with a tray and small steps.