Wu Qitu restrained his smile, and then looked at Xu Changan, "Brother Tai is going to Wangshu Tower to participate in the entrance test?"

Xu Changan pretended to be deep: "Let me do the math, should you go with us, right?

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"I brought the money, and if I need it, I can give it away. ”

"So there is a brother who is wrong. Xu Changan first waved his hands with a smile on his face, and then said with a look of 'giving money'.

Unexpectedly, this Wu Qitu actually took out ten gold cakes from his sleeve and put them in Xu Chang'an's hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Xian has a straightforward personality, not like those people, his face is higher than his head, and it is stronger than many people in the flower party, which is really rare." ”

As the saying goes, taking people's hands short and eating people's soft mouths, taking other people's money is naturally embarrassed to praise others well.

Xu Changan rubbed the golden cake in his hand, and the joy blossomed, remembering the appearance of the rich and noble men who lived in Dongcheng before, and hurriedly learned to say: "Where and where, Brother Wrong Path dares to speak up for everyone, and there are quite means in his words, which makes the little brother deeply admired." ”

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Lin Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw the two of them calling them brothers, and she didn't bother to get involved in the matter.

"Tomorrow's martial arts will not participate in the next day, and I look forward to entering the building to try to see the demeanor of the virtuous brother of Chang'an. ”

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the wrong brother praises it. Xu Changan rummaged through the words in his stomach, but he couldn't think of any other words of praise, so he had to say politely.

After saying goodbye to Wu Qitu, Xu Changan was extremely depressed with the ten gold cakes in his hand, and muttered to himself: "I thought he was just pretending to say some polite words, but I didn't expect to really give me so much money." ”

"How do you say that?" Lin Ying thought carefully for a while, but he was also short of words.

"The heart of a villain is the belly of a gentleman. Yang Hejiu said with an expressionless prompt.

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Xu Changan didn't care about any villain and gentleman, he only knew that he had won ten gold cakes for nothing, so he was naturally extremely happy.

Due to the influence of Senior Brother Yang Hejiu, his own Laozi and Liu Chunsheng, he even inexplicably felt that the word gentleman was a derogatory term. He took out the black cloth bag with gold thread from his bosom, stuffed the gold cake into it, and put it back in his bosom, smiling happily.

"But what is that Crazy Book Pavilion, and who is Yan Nian?" Thinking of the appearance of everyone just now, Xu Changan turned around and asked.

The three of them went all the way, and Lin Ying was not surprised that Xu Changan had never seen the world, and explained helplessly: "Crazy Book Pavilion is a very powerful organization in Chang'an City. ”

"How strong?"

"The pavilion master is Qinglian. ”

There is no need to explain how strong this organization is, it is completely enough to mention who the pavilion master is, Xu Changan did not forget those conversations when the three of them came out of Yangguan. The person who used the sword in the world when Dahe was the strongest in Qinglian, and the thing about the talisman in the world when Dahe was not there should also be the strongest in Qinglian.

When he has a sword, he is the strongest, and when he doesn't have a sword, he can still be the strongest!

These two extremely simple words reveal a simpler truth, this one called Qinglian is really good!

But what does this have to do with words and thoughts? What does it have to do with Wu Qitu? This is the same as the big and small fish in a pool, if they are just in the Crazy Book Pavilion, then the person holding the lamp is also in the Crazy Book Pavilion, is it true that one person can attain the Tao Chicken Dog to ascend to heaven?

Xu Changan nodded thoughtfully, "That's really strong, what about Yannian?"

"Yan Nian is a student of Qinglian, and Qinglian's descendants are the management of the Crazy Book Pavilion. ”

"That guy has such a big background just now, is my performance a little out of shape?" Xu Changan said as he scratched his head to himself.

"It's normal. Lin Ying despised it.

Xu Changan remembered the reaction of the two of them when they saw Wu Qitu just now, and then combined with the reactions of other people when they were looking at Qiu Lake, and asked with some confusion: "Why do you seem to see an ordinary person compared to those people?"

Lin Ying was speechless, and said weakly: "It seems that you really don't know who this gentleman next to the two of us is." ”

"Isn't he Mr. Teaching?"

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Lin Ying didn't bother to pay attention to this stinky boy who didn't seem normal, she only hated that she wasn't a dumb person, why did she have to talk to him about this?

Yang Hejiu calmed down: "I don't know how to teach. ”

Xu Changan would not know what kind of existence the Spirit Academy was at all, nor would he know that the status of the Spirit Academy in the world before He San's disappearance even surpassed Wangshu Tower for a time.

Even though He has been missing for many years, there is still a dean in the Spirit Academy.

But in the eyes of a young man like Xu Changan, the Spirit Academy should be just an academy, and Yang Hejiu is just a strong teacher.

Don't teach?

Xu Changan asked curiously, "Then what are you doing in the Spirit Academy?"

"There's always something to do. ”

Xu Changan felt more and more uneasy, took out the black cloth bag again, and said hesitantly: "Should we return these golden cakes?" If that Qinglian comes to seek justice for his disciples, I'm afraid that I am not his opponent. ”

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Lin Ying looked at Xu Changan like a fool, as if he felt that this kid was hopeless, and after a long time, he shook his head slightly and sighed and said, "You just put it away, don't worry about this." ”

Xu Changan sighed, walked in front and still felt a little inappropriate, and said to himself: "Shouldn't I be polite just now?

"You're welcome, just right. As long as you follow Mr. Nine, unless you see the luna during the entrance test, others don't have to be polite to them. As for declaring war, you shouldn't be qualified to do so yet. ”

A high cloud kept chasing the slowly setting sun, as if urging it to leave early.

When the sun leaves, a new moon comes to fill the void.

Looking up at the sky, the three of them had a tacit understanding and chose to go back to the inn to rest. The figures of the three of them pulled very low in the setting sun.

Xu Changan was muttering something along the way, such as Qinglian came to me and made trouble, how should I resist it? What should I do if the person named Yannian came to me to ask for interest? I saw that they seemed to be very polite to that person just now, in case the lord of the country named Wu Qitu came to me and asked me to apologize after handing over these ten gold cakes, should I pay them? Do I want to apologize?

Lin Ying listened to his muttering, and only hated that he couldn't pull out this stinky boy's tongue.

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War horses are extremely valuable wartime resources for a country, and whether a country's army is strong or not depends largely on whether the war horses are strong enough.

The climate in the south is warm and humid, and the north is even more harsh and cold, and the cultivation of war horses and the training of warriors need that harsh and cold, as well as wide and fertile grasslands, which is one of the main reasons why horses in the south are not as strong as those in the north.

For a small country like the Jing Dynasty, there is obviously not so much spare place to feed these war horses, so many war horses in this country are kept in captivity.

The army stationed outside the city was better, while the people inside the city could only stay in the stables and eat the infertile hay that grew from the infertile grasslands.

The boy squatted beside the stable, carrying a bamboo basket with some hay in it, and stuffing some into the manger from time to time.

Looking at the war horse in front of him eating unhappy, the young man's eyebrows and eyes also revealed a little unhappiness. Looking down at the bamboo basket in his arms, he took a piece of hay and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully, and then hurriedly spit it out.

A middle-aged man walked over, looked at the young man and said, "Xiaohu, that's for the horses." ”

The young man hurriedly stood up and said timidly, "Dad, this grass is not delicious. ”

The middle-aged man was extremely annoyed and scolded: "I said it all, it's for horses, and of course it's not delicious for people to eat!"

"But... The horses weren't happy to eat. The boy named Xiaohu bowed his head and returned.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy when he heard this, and he exhaled with a slap.

The boy hurriedly raised a hand subconsciously, and closed his eyes in fear. It was felt as if a strange gas was flowing from the pores around the body into the lower abdomen, and then from the lower abdomen to the raised hand. It was a feeling he hadn't felt before.

Then he found that there was no pain he imagined, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the middle-aged man was staring at him in shock.

The man's hand stayed on the back of his hand and didn't hit him in the face.

Naturally, he wouldn't use all his strength to beat his own son, but even then he couldn't understand why his son suddenly became so powerful.

"Why did you get stronger?" said the middle-aged man to himself, looking at the position of his palm.

A soldier passed by, looked at the two and greeted them with a smile: "Old Zhou, you have a good son, and he comes to help you feed the horses every day." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You said Xiaohu, it's far worse than my other two sons." ”

"Lao Zhou, what you say is not authentic, I have heard you say how the other two sons are doing all day long, why don't you see them come to help you work?" said the soldier with a straight face.

The middle-aged man laughed dryly twice, but did not reply again.

"You kid just won't be satisfied. The soldier said angrily, and then walked into the stable.

"Do you want to use a horse?" the middle-aged man asked when he saw this, and he was not annoyed when he was reprimanded.

The soldier looked down at the young man named Xiaohu, looked up at the racecourse that was not yet a lake, and said, "These horses are going crazy here every day, and they ride around. ”

Then he walked up to a relatively strong military horse, nodded slightly, grabbed the saddle and was about to get on the horse, but he never thought that the horse was very hot-tempered, and suddenly shook his body, and almost fell on the soldier and a dog gnawed mud.

After trying for a long time, I had no choice but to change to another one, patted the other one that was slightly thin, and then gently shook my head and stepped up, out of the stable. I couldn't stop complaining that the horse was running too slowly.

The young man looked at the thin horse carrying a strong soldier, and couldn't help but feel sorry for it.