"Goodbye, sir!"

Chu State Lanling, a teaching gentleman had just announced the end of class today, and he straightened up and looked at the disciple who was hurrying away in front of him.

"It's time for dinner, I knew I wouldn't talk about it for so long, so that no one came to chat with the old man after class. I'm in a panic! ”

I don't know why, but the master's meal time is usually late, so the disciples all went to eat, and he stayed in the room to sort out the books and pens he used in class.

At this time, one of his personal disciples came over and said, "Teacher, something is wrong. News from the school palace just came, big news! It's about the Prince. ”

"Old man? Ooh! That old guy, what can he do, I'm afraid that he is doing that sacrificial wine in the school palace now. ”

"Teacher, although what you said in class is very reasonable, you are wrong."

Many old stubborns who abide by the way of respecting teachers are afraid that they will call over at this time, but the master will not, after all, he has spent a lot of time in the school palace before, and he is deeply influenced by the atmosphere there - openness and tolerance.

"The news just came that Ke Sacrificial Wine was dismissed."

"Dismissed? Is this Chunda sacrificial wine a cerebral convulsion? Lao Ke, such an upright person, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and kind to others, why did he quit? Anyway, it is also one of the few pillars of the school palace. ”

"This apprentice doesn't know very well, after all, Chunda Sacrificial Wine not only dismissed Master Ke, but also asked you to be included in the list of sacrificial wines."

"The old man wants to make sacrificial wine, have you made a mistake?"

The Master was very puzzled.

"Teacher, the sacrificial wine list has now changed from one person to three people."

"Three sacrificial wines, this Chunda sacrificial wine, shouldn't it be that you want to say goodbye to the old and return home."

"The disciple doesn't know about this. The news also said that he hoped that the three masters could take office as soon as possible, help him, and return the mixed school palace to a clear sky worthy of students to study. ”

"Stop!" Hearing this, Master Guo couldn't help but raise his hand and interrupted the disciple's narration, "This seems to be something that the old man can say?" Not really. Who are the other two? ”

"At present, the other two sacrificial wines are currently tentatively designated as Qianji's predecessors, as well as Zhuang Zhenren."

"A mixed school palace? Mixed fish and dragons, mixed fish and dragons, isn't his invitation mixed enough? Everybody! Isn't that mixed enough? That...... Hybrid! Hybrid. Mixed ......"

The master seemed to realize something, and said to his disciple, "Inform everyone, enter the palace tomorrow." ”

"Teacher, what's going on?" Even though there were only two people present, the disciple sensed the tension in the atmosphere.

"Don't ask, pack your bags as soon as possible, and set off tomorrow."

"Yes! Disciple retires! ”

After the disciple went out, Master Kuang was the only one left in this room.

"I'm in trouble." Besides, the master looked north, which was the direction of the school palace. "Hopefully it's still too late."

A sigh, a night of silence.

……

This is the third day that Yin Yi has been on the road alone, from feeling a little excited for some reason at the beginning, to feeling a little bored, and gradually he feels what loneliness is. In this barren mountains and mountains, why don't you even have someone to talk to, it's better to stay in Luoyang City. He put his hand in his pocket, and took out the waist card with the word "Shouzang" written on it at random, and secretly thought: Could this be the waist card used by the ancestor to draw the horse? How can you say that the ancestor is also a high-ranking official, can you take this to cheat and eat and drink?

A horse can gallop, but it doesn't understand mind reading. The carriage staggered onwards until it reached the bottom of a high mountain. At this time, Yin Yi didn't remember how many days he had been on his way. This journey was simply boring, and it also made him look forward to the life of the school palace. There was a box of books in the carriage, which had been placed on the bookshelf in the ancestral room, and now most of them had been moved by his father. Lately he had been on the road during the day and reading by the fire at night.

"There doesn't seem anything strange about this mountain."

Yin Yi got out of the carriage and let the horses graze. He looked up and saw that there seemed to be a Taoist temple on the mountainside. I don't know if it's selfish or what, Yin Yi thinks that this mountain is not as majestic as his own Nanshan. He didn't care, though.

"This temple seems to have people living in it, and they go in and ask for something to eat." Vaguely seeing people walking back and forth on the mountain, Yin Yi's mind also became active. After many days of traveling, the dry food is almost exhausted, and it is time to find some supplies.

Yin Yi found a tree, tied the horse and walked over.

This is a hole in the world! After climbing up the mountainside, Yin Yi walked into the gate of the Taoist temple, only to find that the inside was really too big, at least bigger than his own home, but compared to the palace of King Zhou that he passed by some time ago, it was too small. Such a simple and crude comparison is afraid that many teaching gentlemen are so angry that they spit out a mouthful of old blood.

How could Yin Yi care about these messy things, and he immediately left them behind. Walking in and looking at the costumes of the people inside, Yin Yi felt that they were quite chic and casual, although they showed their breasts, in the words of his master, they were "woodcutters in the mountains", but Yin Yi was not disgusted, he had been taught by Zhou Li for a long time, but he thought it was too fresh.

"Senior brother! There's a guest coming! "A Taoist priest saw Yin Yi and shouted inside. Yin Yi watched a more mature person walk down.

"Poor Dao Dao Dao Yuan, this honored guest, what do you call it?"

"Yin Yi."

"It turned out to be Yin Gongzi. Where did Yin Gongzi come from? ”

"From Luoyang."

"Can you tell me where you're going?"

"It's inconvenient."

This senior brother's face suddenly stiffened, but as the senior brother of this land snake, he quickly adjusted.

"I don't think Yin Gongzi's face is very good, do you need to arrange a stay and rest for Yin Gongzi?"

"Thank you, Daoist. I don't think your face is very good, I'm afraid you don't usually eat much. It's almost noon, why don't you take me to taste your meal? Yin Yike has not forgotten his first purpose.

"Yin Gongzi is polite, come with me." Seeing that the guest suddenly spoke so positively, it made the senior brother feel a little delicate, but he still took Yin Yi to eat.

After all, Yin Yi is still a sixteen-year-old boy. Maybe it's been too long since I've eaten anything other than the dry food that I'm about to eat, and I heard that there is something to eat, and I jumped so hard that I dropped a waist card directly out of my pocket.

"Dangchang!" It's hard not to hear this loud sound. The two turned their heads and saw the waist card, Yin Yi was about to bend down and pick up the waist card, but suddenly there was an extra hand in the perspective and snatched the waist card! He raised his eyes to look, and found an uncle who seemed to be younger than his father playing with the waist card he had just picked up from the ground, and his eyes were shining, and he couldn't put it down.

"Lookout." As usual, Dao Yuan bowed to the Viewer, thinking that the Viewer would be able to speak in a high-profile manner as usual. But this time, the viewer only responded very perfunctorily.

Sensing Yin Yi's gaze, the viewer temporarily put down the waist card and asked Yin Yi: "This son, can you tell the poor Dao what is the relationship between the son and the owner of this waist card?" ”

"No, you can't. I don't know you, so why should I tell you? Sensing that this waist card was out of Luoyang, there was really a place where he could cheat and cheat, and Yin Yi decided to hang himself up and sell it.

"This is our ......" "I am the master of the view here, and people outside call me Zhuang Zhenren." In the past, the work of introducing the viewer was done by Daoyuan, but this time the viewer actually went into battle in person. Thinking of this, Dao Yuan's eyes looking at Yin Yi couldn't help but bring a little resentment.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it." It's not that Yin Yi wants to be high, it's mainly that he really hasn't heard of this name.

"It's okay, that's the time to know. Can this son tell the poor way? ”

"No, at least wait until I'm full."

Childe laughed. Since Childe can debate with Poor Dao here, it means that he is still capable of saying that answer. For Childe, it's just a matter of one sentence or even one word. But for the poor road, it is very important. If Childe answers when he is full, then the time when Childe eats is tormenting for Poor Dao. If Childe's amount of food is good, it will be doubly tormenting for the poor road, so can Childe ......?"

"Enough!" I was already hungry, but I felt even more hungry when I climbed the mountain, and now I was forcibly pulled over to debate, and even had a kind of "don't want to eat if you don't say it". Yin Yi was a little dazzled at this time, and he didn't care about the respectful elders who were usually taught by his family, so he directly roared out instinctively in his body:

"You real man! If you have this time and this mood to debate with me, a starving ghost, you might as well find a bridge and count the fish! ”

When the words fell, Yin Yi looked at Zhuang Zhenren's face and froze for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, as if he remembered an unbearable past.