Cao Ying touched her back with her backhand and felt hot flashes on her back.

"I will go and apologize now."

Yang Xuan squatted in the backyard with his son in his arms, "A Liang, look, these are ants, they are in groups, look what they are carrying? A small bug, small bugs are high in protein, deep-fried, crunchy.

…”

"Ah!" The eldest young master danced with joy.

Zhang Siniang came over and said, "Lang Jun, Mr. Cao would like to see you."

"Go to your mother!" Yang Xuan carried A Liang in and handed it to Zhou Ning.

"Wow!" The eldest young master cried. Yang Xuan quickly took it again, and Zhou Ning said: "Go to hell, Zitai."

"It's no big deal." Yang Xuan said calmly. He didn't go to the front yard until he coaxed A-Liang.

Cao Ying is waiting outside the study.

"Old Cao!"

"Mr. Lang."

"Come in and sit."

Entering the study, Yang Xuan asked: "The affairs in Yizhou are complicated, is it possible to accept it now?"

Lang Jun... Cao Ying's heart trembled, "I can... do as Lang Jun orders."

Yang Xuan said: "That's good. We have to go to Taoxian and Chang'an in the future.

This road is very long.

Lao Cao, I hope everyone who follows me will always be there. Otherwise, I will go to Chang'an alone, alone, how interesting?"

"Yes." Cao Ying clenched her fists, not in anger, but in shame.

"Do it well!" Yang Xuan came over and stretched out his hand.

Cao Ying couldn't help but bend down so that he could easily pat her shoulder.

"Let's drink together tonight."

Yang Xuan went out.

The Qiu Long Guard guarding the gate waited for a long time and didn't see Cao Ying, so he poked his head in to take a look.

"Hey! Why hasn't Mr. Cao left yet?"

"Let's go." Cao Ying raised her head.

"Why are you sweating profusely?" Qiu Longwei looked at the sky, "It's not hot now!"

"My heart is hot, hot!" Cao Ying smiled and left the study.

When I left Yang's house, I happened to meet Wang Laoer who came back happily.

"Second brother!"

"Ah! Lao Cao, why are you sweating all over your forehead? Be careful of the wind and cold."

"I know, second brother, you didn't think about Liang Huahua..." Cao Ying asked with a smile.

Wang Laoer said happily: "I don't care!"

Watching Wang Laoer enter, Cao Ying said thoughtfully, "Yes! Do your best and don't worry about the rest."

He shook his head, "I pride myself on being smart, but now I realize that the smartest one is the second child!"

Wang Laoer entered the front yard, rubbed his belly, and then went to the kitchen.

"Second brother!"

There was a lot of work in the kitchen. When the assistant cook saw Wang Laoer, he smiled and said: "Today there is a leg of lamb that my second brother likes. I have to try it first."

"No." Wang Laoer swallowed and shook his head.

The chef smiled and said, "Just cut a little bit of meat, it doesn't matter."

"No, Lang Jun hasn't eaten yet."

Wang Laoer was in a good mood when he learned that there was lamb leg for dinner.

After leaving the kitchen, he saw Bao Dong.

"Baodong!"

Bao Dong turned around, "Second brother, is Zitai here?"

"Mr. Lang has been drinking."

"Are you not drunk?"

"Mr. Lang's drinking capacity is not good."

"Then you have to practice, otherwise how will you be able to cope with the overall situation in the future."

"I'll drink it for him."

"Can you drink?" Bao Dong smiled.

"You can drink it!"

"Then wait until I come out and try."

"You want to eat at home."

Bao Dong: "..."

"Have I hurt your self-esteem? I'm sorry, then I'll prepare the wine and wait for you to come out."

"You are a good person."

Yang’s wine!

If you can drink wine by hurting your self-esteem, then please humiliate me to your heart's content!

Bao Dong waited happily until Yang Xuan came out.

"Metaphysics is recruiting disciples, and there are quite a few people who have signed up. The headmaster said that you must be invited to witness such a grand event..."

When Xuanxue was originally in Chang'an, if the students were not able to serve as officials, it is estimated that those who entered the Imperial College were all the children of ordinary families, just to be able to practice and have free room and board.

Someone once said that if it were not for these two benefits, there would be no one outside the gate of the Imperial College. There would be no disciples, not even beggars.

Ning Yayun has been unwilling to attend the imperial meeting and does not give the emperor face, which is in line with Xuanxue's long-standing tradition of despising the powerful and power. The previous emperors were magnanimous and laughed it off. But Li Mi used the opportunity to drive Xuanxue out of the Imperial Academy.

The once glorious metaphysics has become a lost cause. Fortunately, the former disciple Yang Xuan extended a helping hand and brought them to northern Xinjiang.

Northern Xinjiang is not as prosperous as Chang'an, but the children here are more resilient, which makes Ning Yayun quite happy.

"Let's not go!" Yang Xuan knew that Ning Yayun wanted to trap him in metaphysics, and it would be best to take over as the head teacher. But when he thought of the weird people in metaphysics, he couldn't help but love him.

Poor Ning Yayun and An Siye, how did they endure these years?

"The headmaster said that if I can't invite you, I will be thrown out of the mountain gate later."

Bao Dong said pitifully.

A look of resentment.

"Take away your magical powers!" Yang Xuan said with a headache: "Who did you learn this resentful look from?"

"This is how the relationship of bitterness is." Bao Dong gestured, "There were seniors who frequently fell in love with women from brothels in order to experience the bitterness, but fell out of love."

"Then what?"

"Then the senior became weak and coughed up blood. He often dreamed at night and was sweating profusely... He said that this was a punishment from God because he owed those women."

Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "But Wu Xin is upset and hot?"

"Yes! That senior blushed and his mind was open even in the cold winter. How did you know?" Bao Dong felt a little admiration.

"Night sweats, restlessness and fever in the five palpitations, this is obviously due to excessive playing with women and kidney yin deficiency!"

Yang Xuan then agreed.

The expert in Northern Xinjiang is Nan Xun, and Xuanmen is Yang Xuan's sharp weapon. The sharp weapon naturally needs to be appeased.

Just be the head teacher and forget it!

"It's time to eat!"

Wang Laoer's shouts came from the front yard.

The second child is always so energetic... Yang Xuan smiled.

"Mr. Lang, it's time to eat!"

Yang Xuan turned around and saw the widow Luo Fu body, her head slightly lowered.

Her skin was like white jade, sparkling under the setting sun.

"Um!"
To be continued...