In Liuyin Lane, being famous means that it will attract more people's searching eyes, and every time Zhou Xuanyi passes through Liuyin Lane, he will feel more or less. But Zhou Xuanyi didn't have time to deal with this matter, Zhou Xuanyi and Mr. Yu's seventh appointment came soon, and it should be the day to go to Wande.

Because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, Zhou Xuanyi set off early in the morning, Fu Cheng asked Jin Ling to go to the academy with Zhou Xuanyi, Fu Cheng personally sent the two out of the broken temple, Zhou Xuanyi walked in front of him, although he was a little lame, he could be called calm, Jin Ling followed behind in three steps, and after a while, the back of the two rao disappeared at the end of the willow shade alley.

It stands to reason that Fu Cheng should not have any worries about Zhou Xuanyi, his martial arts are good, and now he has recovered three or four percent, and he has a golden bell by his side. But when both of them walked out of the ruined temple, only Fucheng and a severed head Buddha were left staring at each other. Fu Cheng stared at the empty Buddha head, and suddenly sighed, thinking to himself that Zhou Xuanyi didn't even have a score of one or two pieces of silver, such a person with a dragon talisman in his arms, could he really let him go out and hang around?

After convincing himself, Fu Cheng locked the door of the broken temple and quietly followed behind Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuanyi walked all the way without danger, and there were no demons and monsters along the way, and he arrived at Wande Academy in a dull way.

Mr. Yu cleaned it up yesterday, and Wande Academy looked like a college than that. The air is hot, and there is a lecture hall in the courtyard, with a dozen or twenty desks and benches. The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are generally brought by the students themselves, and there is nothing clean on the desktop, which looks a lot more refreshing.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't come early, and it was time to start the lecture in a while, but except for Jin Ling, none of the students were surprised by Mr. Yingyu, "It's all like this, you wait." ”

Zhou Xuanyi didn't feel anything about this, he asked, "Jin Ling, where have you learned?"

Jin Ling hesitated, "That's it...... Poetry bar. ”

Zhou Xuanyi asked again: "Where have you learned the Book of Poetry?"

Jin Ling didn't even know how many parts the "Book of Songs" was divided into, and she didn't know how to answer.

Mr. Yu quietly pulled Zhou Xuanyi over and said, "In this case, you just watch and teach, just let them sit on the bench obediently, it doesn't matter if you learn it or not, it doesn't matter." ”

Zhou Xuanyi listened to Mr. Yu's repeated lectures, and finally figured out the meaning, in short, he could read and go to school

Zhou Xuanyi saw that Mr. Yu's requirements were so low, and he was relieved. He sat in front of the lecture hall, idly flipping through the few books he had, the pages rattling in his hands.

Jin Ling asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Review it." ”

Jin Ling was speechless, how could there be a gentleman who was lazier than a student, how could there be a teacher who was about to start the lecture before he reviewed, and asked, "Do you remember?"

Zhou Xuanyi closed the book, "Do you want to test me?" Mencius saw King Hui of Liang, and the king said, "Suo, who has come from thousands of miles away, there will also be Eli and my country?" Mencius said to him: "Why should the king say profit? There is also benevolence and righteousness." The king said how to benefit my country, the doctor said how to benefit my family, and the scholars and commoners said how to benefit my body, and the country was in danger when the upper and lower hands were levied and the country was in danger......"

Zhou Xuanyi memorized "King Liang Hui" in "Mencius", Jin Ling was startled by him, how could anyone start to endorse the book, Jin Ling was most annoying to endorse on weekdays, listening to his Wang Ba chanting like reciting the scriptures, his head was big, "Stop, stop, I believe, I believe it?"

Jin Ling said curiously: "Are you forgetting?" Jin Ling saw for the first time that someone really had the ability to never forget.

Zhou Xuanyi continued to read the book and said, "I can't talk about it, I can memorize the things I just read upside down, and I can only remember it after a few days." ”

Co-authoring means that the memory is better than that of others, and it is far from the level of memorization.

After waiting for half an hour, a few people finally came to the academy sporadically.

The students originally thought that Mr. Yu would not be able to go to school when he was angry, but he didn't expect that there would be people who were not afraid of death to teach so soon, and they looked crippled again, and they didn't know where Mr. Yu pulled them from to fill the number, muttering in their mouths, very impatient.

Zhou Xuanyi glanced around, this group of students had all ages, only five or six years old, and the eldest was fifteen or sixteen years old. A group of cubs are crammed into one class, there is so much age difference, and no one really wants to study seriously, if this group of people can be the champion, it will be hell. Zhou Xuanyi thought about it in his heart, and he didn't think about teaching and educating people.

Zhou Xuanyi could see at a glance who Zhao Hu was, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, his figure was a little anxious, he was already a bit of an adult, he went around the academy and sat down next to Jin Ling.

Because Zhou Xuanyi was the first gentleman, Jin Ling remembered to set an example, and sat in the first row obediently, taking out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and placing them neatly on the table, looking like a good student at first glance.

My classmates were quite fresh to this, "Jin Ling, why did you sit in the first row?" ”

Jin Ling glared at them fiercely and said, "I can't hear it when I sit back." ”

The classmate was surprised: "Jin Ling really wants to study hard? Do you still want to take the female champion? Does she have anything to do with studying?"

Jin Ling turned his head and scolded: "Shut up!"

The classmates were silent, and the tigress Jin Ling was very scared.

Jin Ling thought that Zhou Xuanyi's teaching would be a little interesting, but he didn't expect that he was no different from those old gentlemen in the past, that is, he was studying, but he didn't quote the scriptures so much when he explained, and he only spoke roughly in the vernacular, if he listened carefully, he could really listen to it. The biggest difference is probably that he doesn't shake his head, Zhou Xuanyi looks like Zhou Zheng, his voice is pleasant, and Jin Ling is also eye-catching when he looks at it below.

The rest of the students saw that Zhou Xuanyi looked like a talent, and he was a cripple, and they thought that Zhou Xuanyi was the same as his previous husband, and he would come to the first class first. The students had just been quiet for less than a moment, and they were noisy again, and it was all up to Jin Ling to come out coldly to maintain order, and the school was no more noisy than the vegetable market.

Fu Cheng was lying on the wall, looking at the scene of Wande Academy, it was also disturbing, if he had been asked to teach these cubs, he would have picked them up and beaten them up a long time ago.

Zhou Xuanyi was surprisingly patient, as if he couldn't hear, and continued to teach at a glance.

The students were half noisy, and it was not interesting to see Zhou Xuanyi unmoved. Several students got together and started gambling money, and this Mr. Zhou couldn't stay for three. Soon there was a mess in the back, and even Jin Ling's words couldn't be listened to, and it was as lively as a gambling house.

"I bet on two, the dead cripple is so weak and weak, more than two will count me as losing. ”

"Jin Ling protects him like this, so he can stay for ten. ”

"Jin Ling is a fart," a teenager said quite atmosphericly, but he was afraid that Jin Ling would hear it, but his voice was kept to the lowest, "I'll bet on five, and the chances of winning are bigger." ”

"Not necessarily, you guys, you're still too bold, I think he's so enduring, he can do it for a month. ”

At this time, an abrupt voice came, saying, "I bet too." ”

As soon as a few young men looked up, it was Jin Ling, and with a snap, she slapped a tael of silver on the table, "I bet for three months, more than three months, you all lose." Jin Ling actually didn't know how long Zhou Xuanyi could stay, and she didn't even know when he would recover his memory and have other changes, but she just couldn't get used to these people, so she simply took money to gag their mouths and let out a bad breath.

Everyone is a half-old child, I didn't expect Jin Ling to gamble so much, the dealer immediately put a tael of silver in his arms, "Buy and leave, Jin Ling, you can't regret it!"

Jin Ling returned to the desk after placing the bet and said, "The old lady is so big, I don't know how to write the word regret." ”

Fu Cheng thought to himself, in order to protect Zhou Xuanyi, this girl Jin Ling took out all the private money she hid at the bottom of the box.

After Jin Ling bet, Zhao Hu also bet, he was not as rich as Jin Ling, only fifteen wen, and said: "I also bet for three months." "Zhao Hu definitely doesn't have any friendship with Zhou Xuanyi, but he has a friendship with Jin Ling, which gives Jin Ling a strong momentum.

The people on the side teased: "You are a fart." ”

Zhou Xuanyi knew what was going on below, but he turned a deaf ear.

It was Li Feng who bet that Zhou Xuanyi could not stay for two, he was used to not learning and not knowing, and the previous gentlemen were all angry with him. He mistakenly thought that Zhou Xuanyi was the second Song Chuan, and Li Feng was well versed in stupidity and was full of confidence in himself.

He returned to his seat after making his bet, and with a roll of his eyes, he began to grind the ink, which he sharpened so earnestly that it took almost the endurance of his life. Fu Cheng knew that it was not good at a glance, and sure enough, after he finished grinding, he smashed it fiercely towards the back of Zhou Xuanyi's head.

Fu Cheng pinched a stone in his hand and was ready to attack, but he didn't hit it this time.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't turn his head, he was on crutches left and right, holding a scroll in his right hand, as if he felt something, he was still reading unhurriedly, and his right hand was gently raised. The inkstone originally rushed towards Zhou Xuanyi violently, but he didn't even touch Zhou Xuanyi's collar, he was slapped by the scroll, returned the same way, and smashed his head on Li Feng's head. The black ink trickled down the top of his head, smashing his face right on, and his clothes were covered in black ink.

The students were waiting for Zhou Xuanyi to come out, but they didn't expect Li Feng to come, and they immediately burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahaha

Jin Ling smiled very happily and said, "You don't know what to do." ”

Li Feng was smashed squarely, but he didn't react, Zhou Xuanyi obviously didn't look back, could it be that he had eyes behind his back?

Zhou Xuanyi turned his head because of the laughter of the students, and said in disbelief: "Good betting, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Ling coaxed on the side, "Li Feng studied too seriously, and he hit the ink headlong." It caused another burst of laughter.

Zhou Xuanyi shook his head and sighed: "In ancient times, there was an allusion to Wang Xizhi eating ink, and now there is Li Feng hitting ink, I can't see that you are studying so hard." ”

Zhou Xuanyi's body was dyed with a drop of black ink, he was wearing a cyan robe bought by Fucheng, he obviously looked like a weak scholar, and his face was white like a Baihua Street singing music, where did he know that he still had great magical powers.

Li Feng was stunned and said indignantly: "Dead lame, you wait for me." ”

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Don't worry, I can wait for you for three months." ”

Zhou Xuanyi smiled lightly at Jin Ling, he clearly heard Jin Ling's bet just now, no more, no less, it was exactly three months, which was regarded as helping Jin Ling teach Li Feng a lesson.

Jin Ling held his face, and his heart was pounding by this laughter, and for the first time he experienced what it means to bloom in his heart.

Li Feng's face was as black as black ink, he kicked down the stool, gritted his teeth and shouted, "You turtle son! Do you know who my Lao Tzu is?"

Zhou Xuanyi didn't even know who his Lao Tzu was, so where could he care who Li Feng Lao Tzu was.

Fu Cheng, who was lying on the wall, looked back at Li Feng's Lao Tzu quite seriously, and suddenly thought that he really knew Li Feng's Lao Tzu, but wasn't it Li Shuyuan? It stands to reason that based on his family's situation, he should be sent to Egret Academy, but Li Feng behaved obediently and was kicked out by Egret Academy, and only Wande was willing to take him in.

Mr. Yu was originally watching the fire on the other side of the periphery, and when he saw someone teaching Li Feng a lesson, he felt quite high-minded, but now he couldn't sit still, and when he heard it, he felt that something bad was going to happen, "He was ignorant and ignorant when he first came." ”

Mr. Li Feng is a veteran in making things bad, Mr. Yu is also familiar with coaxing Li Feng, Mr. Yu apologized and coaxed, and finally coaxed Li Feng home to change clothes.

The class was interrupted, and the students didn't have much thought, but now they were even more distracted, and one student said, "Mr. Zhou, you were so powerful just now, how did you do it?"

Another student said, "Yes, yes, I don't want to read Mencius, I want to learn this." ”

Zhou Xuanyi saw that there was no atmosphere, sighed, put down the scroll, and said, "This is not so simple to learn. ”

The student who asked the question was very intellectually curious, asking, "How soon will I be able to do this?"

Zhou Xuanyi smiled: "Wait for you to practice for five or six years." ”

The kid was a little disappointed, but Zhao Hu asked, "Can you be like Mr. after practicing for five or six years?"

Zhou Xuanyi's eyes lit up when he saw this child, and said, "If you are willing to endure hardships, you will also go to school for three years."

Fu Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and Zhou Xuanyi began to talk nonsense again, listening to the sound of arguing is a child's skill, where can it be practiced in three or five years.

Zhao Hu was convinced of this, and secretly clenched his fists.

Zhou Xuanyi simply didn't take the book, he wanted to fool the class, but Wang Ba lectured like a scripture, and the students were in pain, and he was also in pain. So I changed a strategy, using "Mencius" as an introduction, I don't know what happened to talk about "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", while mixing the script, while the vertical and horizontal techniques, a lesson was told interestingly.

For the first time, the students listened to a book, and for the first time, there was curiosity in their eyes.

The sound of Zhou Xuanyi's reading and the sound of cicadas echoed in the academy, Fu Cheng looked up at the few rays of sunlight that leaked out, and looked down at Zhou Xuanyi's side face with Phnom Penh, feeling that this person was not so cold.

Fu Cheng's gaze slid down, Zhou Xuanyi had wide shoulders and a narrow waist, which was different from Fu Cheng's casual chatter, and when he stood casually, his waist was straight, like a big pine.

When Fu Cheng lowered his head, he could see a snow-white back of his neck leaking from Zhou Xuanyi's collar, with a few broken hairs scattered on it, looking at Fu Cheng's heart.

Fu Cheng looked at it for a while, and felt that he didn't have any other thoughts about him, Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi were also distinct, a river and a lake, a temple, even if they got together, it was a short-lived fate that didn't last long.

Zhou Xuanyi noticed Fu Cheng's gaze, looked up at the big tree, and a gray corner of his clothes was revealed between the shadowy leaves. Zhou Xuanyi tasted it for a while, couldn't figure out what Fucheng meant, and continued to bow his head and read.

Fu Cheng was lying on the wall, looking at this happy picture, and thought to himself, how could Zhou Xuanyi get in touch with Xiahou Mansion through Wande Academy? Yan Shaokang's line can be figured out clearly, Yan Shaokang is likely to be in the same group as the Blood Shadow Thirteen Niang, they jointly planned this conspiracy, the purpose is to invite Fu Cheng into the game, this is what Fu Cheng doesn't understand even more, is Fu Cheng so important? Why must this game have Fu Cheng's participation?

You don't need to think of it anymore, there is no such person as Dong Qiang in Xiahou Mansion at all, and the so-called guards who were promoted in Xiahou Mansion are a fabricated figure from beginning to end. Fu Cheng strongly suspected that Dong Qiang was simply Yan Shaokang disguised, Fu Cheng had seen the power of Yan Shaokang's disguise technique, and it didn't seem difficult to pretend to be another person. The most pitiful person in this conspiracy is probably Xue Fengniang of Xianglou, listening to Wang's mother, she will soon be able to save enough money to redeem herself.

Yan Shaokang's side has no possibility of breaking through except for Fang Hai's ability to find out his background, and the only clue that can be followed up is the line of Xiahou Mansion.

Fu Cheng did not forget that when Zhou Xuanyi proposed to come to Wande, he had a way to establish a weak connection with Xiahou Mansion through Wande Academy.

But what the specific method is, Fucheng is unknown.

Zhou Xuanyi is not very anxious about this, and he can't be in a hurry to establish contact with Xiahou Mansion, Xiahou Mansion has taken root in Bailu City for too many years, like a behemoth, extending its power tentacles to all corners of Bailu City. However, it is such a behemoth, but the backbone of the main heart suddenly fell, and the entire Xiahou Mansion was in chaos, if it weren't for the eldest son Xia Shisong, the Xiahou Mansion would have been torn apart by now.

At this juncture, any character that bumps into it will look suspicious, so it's best to keep a low profile and slow as much as possible. It's just that Zhou Xuanyi's progress was too slow, and it wasn't until he went to the fourth that he began to make weak movements.

At noon, Mr. Yu stayed with Zhou Xuanyi to eat, the dishes provided by Wande Academy were really not delicious, Zhou Xuanyi put down his chopsticks after eating two bites.

Zhou Xuanyi was about to leave when Mr. Yu stopped him. Mr. Yu's words were rambling, and the repetition was nothing more than some words of approval. This week, Xuanyi looked white and pure and didn't look like a gentleman, but he didn't expect to really have a hand in teaching. And don't obey the students' governance, and talk about the Three Kingdoms like idle talk in the back, in which the insights on the art of vertical and horizontal are really ingenious, so that Mr. Yu has benefited a lot from listening to it.

Mr. Yu also felt embarrassed to judge people by his appearance, but now he was quite respectful, "Dare to ask where Mr. is taught?"

These so-called opinions are not even remembered by Zhou Xuanyi, and they are almost all blurted out, as if this is how they should work.

Regarding Mr. Yu's question, Zhou Xuanyi didn't want to know, but after thinking about it, he was afraid of arousing suspicion for himself, so he said: "Master is a nameless country talent, Mr. Yu doesn't need to worry about it." After not giving Mr. Yu room to ask again, he said goodbye to Mr. Yu and left.

Mr. Yu was completely convinced of Zhou Xuanyi, and felt that Zhou Xuanyi was both mysterious and capable, and he was simply a master.

It is rare for Zhou Xuanyi to be able to cure these children in Wande Academy, and Mr. Yu seems to have picked up a big bargain. He was ashamed of his appearance, and regretted that he almost let such people go.

When the class was over in the afternoon and there was a break in the middle, Mr. Yu finally got a gap and had to discuss with Zhou Xuanyi. Mr. Yu was completely convinced of Zhou Xuanyi's talent, and with a studious spirit, he refused to give up any opportunity to talk with Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't want to deal with Mr. Yu at all, Mr. Yu was more annoying than Fucheng, and he talked a lot, Zhou Xuanyi said a lot. Mr. Yu has been chanting the scriptures as if chattering, and Zhou Xuanyi has nothing to do, so he can only pick up a pen and write.

Mr. Yu read and read that he was speechless, and only after a while did he ask, "...... you are this word?"

Zhou Xuanyi didn't realize what he was writing at all, and when he looked down, it was nothing more than a few sentences from the Analects, and said, "Huh?"

Mr. Yu continued: "The handwriting is really good. ”

Zhou Xuanyi's words are vigorous and powerful, which is very different from the current popular Tang style, with a broad and magnificent body, strong and awe-inspiring bones. The person who writes this kind of character must have excellent wrist strength, and secondly, he must be open-minded, and there are really a few people who can write this kind of character at Zhou Xuanyi's age.

Mr. Yu tasted it for a while and then asked, "How much does it cost to buy your pair of words?"

Scholars all sell some calligraphy and paintings privately to make some money, and some of the paintings are good, so they simply quit their jobs and set up their own stalls to do a calligraphy and painting business. Mr. Yu was an ordinary scholar like Zhou Xuanyi, but Zhou Xuanyi couldn't make any sense of these things, and when Mr. Yu asked, he was shocked, it turned out that calligraphy and paintings can also be sold. Zhou Xuanyi looked down at the words he had just written, and he didn't see any university questions, so he couldn't decide how to answer.

Zhou Xuanyi could only go to the end of the road of pretending to be deep, and said, "How much money do you give?"

Mr. Yu touched his goatee and walked around Zhou Xuanyi's words twice, not much like a scholar, like an expert in antique appreciation. Old Mr. Yu walked for a while, and said uncertainly: "Three taels of silver." ”

Mr. Yu's words made Zhou Xuanyi pause for a moment, he looked back at his own words, this thing written casually turned out to be more than what he could earn for a month of hard teaching? Zhou Xuanyi glanced at Mr. Yu's expression, he didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly had the idea of bargaining.

Zhou Xuanyi was the first to enter the business of selling calligraphy and paintings, and he had no idea how much to sell, but seeing Mr. Yu's expression, he knew that there was still room for negotiation in this matter. Zhou Xuanyi already had a face that he couldn't get close to, but at this moment, he deliberately lowered his face and really had a bit of posture, and said, "Don't sell it." ”

Zhou Xuanyi thought to himself, he would either do a big deal or not do it, in short, he was poor and white, and it was not a loss to have three taels of silver.

Mr. Yu is an old bargainer, and when he saw Zhou Xuanyi's face sinking, he felt bad, so he increased the price and said, "Five taels." ”

Zhou Xuanyi kept silent, as if he was still pondering, and at this time he became a little interested, and said, "Don't sell it." ”

Mr. Yu said bitterly: "Five taels and eight dollars, no more." ”

The two pulled several times, and finally Zhou Xuanyi made a deal with Mr. Yu at a price of seven taels, but what Zhou Xuanyi didn't know was that Mr. Yu could sell this piece of words for twenty taels.

Zhou Xuanyi thought he had made a lot of money, and he was about to write when he picked up the pen, but Mr. Yu stopped him, and then took a whole set of four treasures from the study room.

Mr. Yu took out the best green sandalwood rice paper, and Zhou Xuanyi recognized that this kind of paper has excellent ink and clear ink rhyme, and it is indeed a good thing.

Zhou Xuanyi wrote a poem of Su Shi's "Xing Xiangzi" according to Mr. Yu's request. Pick up the pen and write down the last sentence: Count the year, the old Yan Ling. A dream of monarchs and ministers, empty names in ancient times. But the distant mountains are long, the clouds and mountains are chaotic, and the mountains are green.

After writing it, Zhou Xuanyi thought of the dream of the monarch and the minister, and he had a little more thought, and Mr. Yu estimated that he wanted to give a gift.

Mr. Yu went to the account room to pay seven taels, Zhou Xuanyi was carrying a snowflake-like silver in his hand, and suddenly he had some emotion, he actually had to grind his mouth with Mr. Yu for so long because of this mere seven taels of silver?

Mr. Yu saw from the beginning that Zhou Xuanyi should have no experience in selling calligraphy and paintings, and he didn't know how much his calligraphy and paintings were worth.

Mr. Yu held the words written by Zhou Xuanyi in his hand, and thought that he would go back and wrap it up and give it to Xia Shisong, the eldest son of Xiahou Mansion.

The grievances of wealthy families have always been complicated, and when others saw the mysterious death of Xiahou Ye, they speculated whether Xiahou Mansion was going to be finished, but Mr. Yu didn't see it that way, he had a short career, and he had more experience in these things than those Confucian students who were not deeply involved in the world. Xiahou Ye's death is just a change, the behemoth of Xiahou Mansion began to move its muscles and bones, and the change is like a bone exchange, which may produce new opportunities.

How could Mr. Yu be willing to be a gentleman of Wande Academy? This bullshit academy is full of children who can't be taught, and it is impossible for him to teach a champion and become a champion teacher in his life. Don't look at Mr. Yu's age, you have to learn to find another way out for yourself.

Xiahou Ye did not finalize the heir before his death, but now it seems that the eldest son inherits, and taking this opportunity, Mr. Yu should please the future head of the family. He has long inquired about it, Xia Shisong likes to collect calligraphy and paintings.

Zhou Xuanyi looked at Mr. Yu as if he had won a treasure and hooked the corners of his mouth, the most powerful thing about Zhou Xuanyi is that he can make everything seem to happen naturally.

Since he and Fu Cheng both decided that Yan Shaokang's line had reached the end and they had to focus all their energy on Xiahou Mansion, they began to investigate Xiahou Mansion with their own methods, and the biggest job was to collect information.

Fucheng found Dong Qiang, who didn't exist, and Zhou Xuanyi found the most inconspicuous piece of information in a pile of trivial information, Xia Shisong likes calligraphy and painting.

Zhou Xuanyi himself writes well, in order to be foolproof, he practiced calligraphy and painting until late at night last night, so that he can write a good hand of good words seemingly casually in front of Mr. Yu's eyes.

People just like to see talents, and no one wants to know what kind of effort has been put into them.

Things are going well now, but it's not clear what kind of effect will be achieved.

Mr. Yu actually doesn't have any score himself, pleasing Xia Shisong is a "helpless move" in his own opinion, with his vision, he can only see that he needs to firmly hug the thigh of the future head of the family at this moment, but how to hug it, he is a little hesitant, when people hesitate, they want to find someone to discuss, and the best one to discuss at the moment seems to be Zhou Xuanyi.

In the next few days, Mr. Yu will find Zhou Xuanyi to set up if he has nothing to do, Zhou Xuanyi is cold most of the time, and when he is in a good mood, he will pick up one or two sentences, and often those one or two sentences are the golden sentences that make Mr. Yu empowered.

The two of them had a few of them, and finally, Mr. Yu began to reveal some important information to Zhou Xuanyi, and said, "Who do you think has more cards among these people in Xiahou Mansion?"

Mr. Yu asked vaguely, and Zhou Xuanyi answered vaguely, he asked Mr. Yu to tell him about the Xia family, and he got a lot of information openly and secretly.

Mr. Yu said: "Many people think that Xia Shilin, the son of the Xia family, killed Xia Hou Ye in order to split the family, I don't think it's like this." ”

Zhou Xuanyi didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue: "Xia Shilin is very favored, far more than the boss Xia Shisong, this time Xiahou Ye's death hit him hard, and now he is getting drunk every night?"

"Buy drunk?" Zhou Xuanyi opened his mouth at the right time.

"yes. Mr. Yu gossiped a little and said: "Xiahou Mansion has used a lot of means to suppress this matter, just died six, what do you think of drinking like that?"

Zhou Xuanyi smiled and said, "Really?" Zhou Xuanyi was so light, Mr. Yu always felt that he had something in his words, but he couldn't hear what it was for. A river in Bailu City divides the north and south cities, the north city is different from the south city, and even the green building is much more elegant. There is a restaurant in Beicheng, called Deyue Xuan, which is exclusively for the enjoyment of dignitaries. The girl inside is not as vulgar as Nancheng, but still holds the pipa and half-covers her face, hiding half and revealing half, which is unique. In addition, playing and singing are all in school

There is a guest in Deyue Xuan recently, who has already drunk Australian wine here, and he is drinking the best Sichun Hall, and the wine cellar is almost empty.

Boss Zhu of Deyuexuan was secretly happy, he was not afraid that this distinguished guest would not be able to pay for the wine. At the same time, he was secretly worried, for fear that this son would die in his shop. So I could only persuade at the same time: "Don't drink, don't drink." "While asking the man to bring the most expensive wine.

This boy has drunk inhuman, as if he was fished out of a wine vat, and no matter how good the fine clothes and brocade clothes are worn on him, they are as tattered as a beggar. He sat in Deyue Xuan with his hair disheveled, drinking cup after cup, and secretly wept when he got up, and his mouth was talking nonsense.

The people around him will only think that he is pitiful, this son is Xia Shilin, the son of Xiahou Mansion, he has a good future, he has already taken the letter of appointment from the imperial court, and he will go to Kyoto to take up his post after getting married. But a man-made disaster happened, and overnight, my father died, and even my new wife went crazy.

In the first two years, everyone felt that Xia Shilin was pitiful, the third and fourth felt that his pitiful appearance was bored, and in the fifth and sixth years, others hated Xia Shilin to the point that iron could not become steel, a manly man, this little setback could not be withstanded, not only did he not avenge his father, but drank all day long, what was it like! Even seeing his decadent appearance in Deyuexuan felt extremely eye-catching.