Yao Fu left the Confucian gate first. A servant and two bearers were waiting outside the door. Yao Fu got on the Fujian sedan. The servant held the sedan pole and left quickly. He walked to the Guangxiang Bridge half a mile away. Yao Fu
He turned around and lifted up the sedan curtain and looked towards the academy. Zhang Yuan had also come out and was talking to a boy -
Yao Fu sneered, lowered the curtain of the sedan chair, and sat upright. He felt quite unhappy and a little irritated. He felt baffled by his stupid bet with Zhang Yuan. He, a handsome man, made an angry bet with a kid with a yellow mouth.
It was a loss of status, but just now in Confucianism and Taoism, both Sun Jiaoyu and Liu Zongzhou seemed to be deliberately conniving, which made him have to bet. It doesn't matter if Zhang Yuan doesn't take the scientific examination for half his life. Zhang Yuan's father will take the examination for half his life.
He is just a child, which is no different from not taking any scientific examinations for the rest of his life, but he has to give up his reputation as a student to bet with Zhang Yuan. Although he knows that he will win, he cannot win with force, and there is no benefit in winning.
It’s nothing more than tarnishing the face of the Shanyin family——
Yao Fu was a little bored, but since he had made a contract, and the matter was bound to spread, he had to gamble. In order to ensure that he would win, he had to win over the students who took the first and second class exams last year.
Fifty-four people are invited to drink and give gifts. The expense is not small, but it cannot be saved. We are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. If that kid Zhang Yuan can really write a good eight-legged essay in three months, then he
Isn't it bad? This must be taken into consideration. He is a litigator and must make every effort to make a plan -
But today he came to ask for leave from Sun Jiaoyu, but when he failed to apply for leave, he fell into such a gamble with no gain, and Yao Fu felt very depressed.
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"Master, what is Yao Yigun doing here?" Xiao Xinu Wuling asked following Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuandao: "I made a bet with him. I will make him lose his honor as a member of the army."
Wu Ling was very excited and asked: "Master, what are you betting on? Are you sure to win?"
Zhang Yuandao: "How could I bet with him if I couldn't win when I bet on stereotyped writing?"
There are some willow trees and Gongsun trees beside Guangxiang Bridge. The sun is quite bright in the morning, and the cicadas on the willow trees are singing very loudly. However, if there is one or two autumn rains, these singing cicadas will disappear.
Zhang Yuan picked up a fallen Gongsun tree leaf on the ground. The small fan-like leaves were half green and half yellow. He twisted the stem of the leaf with two fingers and suddenly twirled it. The leaves fluttered and fell. He looked around and saw the blue sky and white sun, the small bridge and the flowing water. His mood
Seems good.
It was already the end of the day when the master and servant returned home. Mu Jingyan, a fallen citizen, was still waiting in the front hall. When he saw Zhang Yuan coming back, he hurried forward to greet him.
Zhang Yuandao: "No need to be polite - Miss Mu, have you gone back first?"
Mu Jingyan replied: "I really went in to see grandma, but I haven't come out yet."
Zhang Yuan then told Xiao Shitou: "Little Shitou, ask your mother to prepare more meals for the two of us. I will leave the Mu family and my daughter to dine."
Mu Jingyan said in fear: "How dare you, a villain, eat at your house?"
Zhang Yuan said: "What does this mean? Come, please sit down. I have something to ask you." Zhang Yuan was not too polite to Mu Jingyan. Degenerates are used to being looked down upon. If he was too polite, Mu Jingyan would be on pins and needles, and it would be difficult for him.
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Mu Jingyan didn't even sit down and said humbly: "Master, what do you want to tell me?"
This big man with a yellow beard stood there, even if he was bowing down, he was as powerful as half an iron tower. If he was riding a war horse, wearing a strong armor and carrying a sharp sword, he would be so heroic.
Zhang Yuan said: "Sit down, sit down so we can talk."
Mu Jingyan then sat down, with his waist straight and hips raised, ready to stand up at any time.
Zhang Yuan asked: "I don't think you look like a Han Chinese. Are your ancestors Semu people? Don't be afraid. I'm just curious. Just ask."
Mu Jingyan accompanied him and said cautiously: "Returning to the young master, my ancestors seem to be the Geluolu people from Congling. I don't know which generation of ancestors came to the Central Plains and when. I only heard from my father when I was young.
I said that my ancestors were the commanders of the Red Army of Tanma in the previous dynasty, but I don’t know how many generations have passed since the villain’s generation, and I can’t even remember my ancestors’ names.”
Zhang Yuan thought: "What kind of army is Tanma Red Army? The rank of captain is not low." He asked: "Is your martial arts hereditary?"
Mu Jingyan said: "When my late father passed away, I was only twelve years old. I didn't learn any martial arts. I only learned a few marksmanship skills. As for my boxing and kicking skills, I remembered some of them after watching my late father practice a lot."
, I practiced randomly by myself.”
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Miss Mu is also very skilled."
Mu Jingyan said: "The villain didn't teach her, it was because she was reading and learning randomly. The villain was afraid that she would get into trouble. If I hadn't met the young master, the villain's father and daughter this time, well -"
Zhang Yuan comforted him: "With your martial arts skills, being a sedan bearer is really humiliating. If there is an opportunity to join the army in the future, would you be willing to join the army?"
Mu Jingyan's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and he said: "As a villain, I cannot join the army because of my status as a degenerate."
Zhang Yuan said: "Don't worry, there are always opportunities. Heroes are not afraid of low birth. You should not let your marksmanship and martial arts go to waste. Practice them in your spare time."
Mu Jingyan was greatly moved and responded: "Yes."
Xiao Shitou ran back and said: "Master, my wife has already asked me to leave some food. My mother has already prepared it and it will be served soon."
Zhang Yuan asked Shi Shuang to accompany Mu Jingyan, and he went into the inner courtyard to see his mother.
By the large patio in the inner courtyard, the two pots of Huangtangdi with withered flowers and leaves have been removed and replaced with two pots of Monk's Shoe Chrysanthemum and two pots of Begonia. The Monk's Shoe Chrysanthemum was given by Lu Yungu and the flowers are blooming just right.
Zhang's mother Lu was sitting on the corridor under the south building. The eldest girl Yi Ting and the little girl Tu Ting were waiting on the side. The fallen girl Mu Zhenzhen was sitting on a small table in front of Zhang's mother Lu and talking. When she saw Zhang
Yuan came in, quickly stood up and called out: "Young Master Zhang -" He lowered his eyes and looked at the toes of his shoes. They were straw shoes, and the white toes were exposed.
Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, smiled and asked, "My son, what did Mr. Xu from the academy tell you about?"
Zhang Yuandao: "Just ask your son how he is doing with Eight-legged Writing. Don't slack off."
Mrs. Zhang's mother, Lu, said "hmm" and warned: "Although Mr. Xu said so, my son should not be too impatient. Being exhausted is not good for your health, especially your eyes." Her son's eye disease occurred in the past two months.
But Lu was frightened.
Zhang Yuandao: "My son knows."
Zhang's mother, Lu, waved Mu Zhenzhen to come closer and said: "It's so cute that I lost my mother at such a young age. It's so pitiful. Let her come to my house often from now on. She considers my family the master. Come during busy times during the holidays."
Help her and give her father and daughter a share of their wages, what does my son think?"
The degenerates in Sandai Street often identify an innocent family as their head, so that they have someone to rely on. During the New Year, weddings, funerals, and birthdays, they go to the owner's family to help out and receive some rewards from the owner's family. If the owner's family is powerful, there will be fewer degenerates.
Being bullied.
Zhang Yuan said: "Okay, mother has decided."
Mu Zhenzhen couldn't hide his joy and said: "Then, little maid, please ask daddy to kowtow to the wife."
Yi Ting and Mu Zhenzhen went out, and soon they came in with Mu Jingyan. Mu Jingyan kowtowed to Zhang's mother Lu across the patio. Zhang's mother Lu said: "Okay, I understand, you can go out."
Mu Jingyan quit.
Zhang's mother, Lu, said to Mu Zhenzhen: "No wonder Zhenzhen is so tall at the age of fourteen, but it turns out that Zhenzhen's father is such a grown man - Zhenzhen is taller than my son Zhang Yuan, right?"
Mu Zhenzhen said hurriedly: "My little maid is not as tall as the young master." Her knees were slightly bent to make herself shorter.
Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "I am really good at martial arts and can fight very well, so I am tall."
Zhang's mother, Lu, was also very interested and said: "I heard from Xiao Wu that Zhenzhen beat a bull away with a stick. How did you beat him?"
Without waiting for instructions, the little girl Tu Ting quickly found a wooden stick and asked Mu Zhenzhen to dance to show her wife.
Mu Zhenzhen was very embarrassed, his face turned red, and he said: "Madam, I don't know how to do martial arts. Even if I have some brute force, I was bullied and forced to do anything that day. I never fight with others."
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Zhang's mother, Lu, did not force Mu Zhenzhen to play with sticks, so she ordered the meal to be passed on, leaving the Mu family and his daughter to eat. After the meal, the Mu family's father and daughter said goodbye and returned to Sandai Street. Zhang's mother, Lu, also gave the Mu family's father and daughter some food.
Rice, noodles and cloth were given, and Mu Zhenzhen was asked to come and go often when he had free time.
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In the book review area, I saw some book friends saying that Zhang Yuan’s bet with Yao Fu was a reckless move without success and a failure. Xiao Dao here asks book friends to be patient. Xiao Dao’s writing has Xiao Dao’s reason. The mystery will be revealed in due course.
, you will say, wonderful, the path is high, not bloody or cheating, it is reasonable.