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Chapter 227: A fool cuts off his tail

 It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.

However, this time, the rain on the Qingming Festival was as good as the dogwood. Suddenly, I lost my patience. It only rained for an hour and then stopped. As a result, the pedestrians on the road didn’t have time to die, and the shepherd boy didn’t have time to show the way.

The restaurant didn't do much business.

But this is a good thing for Jia Lian.

The green satin and pink-soled boots on his feet have cloth soles and will slip when they step on water. If he climbs Hewang Mountain along the bluestone steps, he will have to kowtow every step of the way.

Mr. Shanzhang Shuyou of "Heshan Academy" may not be able to bear such a respectful gift.

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Among the six Jia Lian who came out of Lin's house today, only the one who ran to "Heshan Academy" was real, and the rest were pretended to be by Dogwood and the "Four Vulgar Kings".

But what's extra is that those five Jia Lians seem to be more similar to Jia Lian than the real Jia Lian, so those five Jia Lians are followed closely, but no one pays attention to the real Jia Lian who is wearing commoner clothes.

This made Jia Lian really embarrassed, and he wished he could chase after him and give each of the five fools who were following him a big ear post.

But then I thought about it, these five idiots will definitely become Cornelius's playthings in the end, and it will definitely be more than just a big ear post, and I felt a little relieved.

With kind thoughts, Jia Lian also secretly blessed the five stalkers, wishing them good luck in catching up with Dogwood when she gets tired from playing.

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Hewang Mountain is a gentle mountain. As you climb up the mountain road, you will be accompanied by a clear stream that is clear and murmuring.

Along the way, where the drop in the stream becomes larger, waterfalls with flying flowers and jade are formed. The water vapor is thick along the way, and the fresh air is refreshing.

Jia Lian walked and admired all the way. After a while, he heard several distant and long bells again, and he couldn't help but admire sincerely:

“What a beautiful place!”

By the time he reached the gate of the academy, Jia Lian had already washed his worldly mind among the lush forests, bamboo trees, and clear springs, and he actually felt that "it would be a sin in life if he didn't take out the sages' books and study them hard immediately."
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I originally thought that such a famous academy should be very large, but unexpectedly, there was only a low bamboo door with a wooden plaque on the door, on which the four words "Heshan Academy" were written in large and elegant ink pens. It didn't even have any paint.

Up.

The bamboo door was wide open and no one was guarding it. Jia Lian walked in all the way. There was not even a security guard (wrong, it should be the book boy) who came to stop or question him.

When you enter the door, you are faced with a lush purple bamboo forest. There is a pine tree and a stone beside the forest. There is a poem engraved on the stone:

A pair of ethereal colors transcend the mundane world, with a few grains of autumn smoke and two feet of scale.

From now on, you can listen to the gentle rhyme through the quiet window, and the sound of the piano accompanies the scholar.

Passing through the purple bamboo forest, there are several houses with green tiles and gray bricks, hidden among the lush vegetation.

The courtyard is very clean, but there is no one there.

I poked my head into the house and found it was even cleaner. Books and piano were all on the table, but there was still no one there.

Jia Lian was wondering when he suddenly heard the sound of a broom sweeping the floor behind a house. He rushed over and saw an old man in commoner clothes who was over seventy years old.

Oh, thank God, after walking all the way, I saw a living person!

Jia Lian smiled excitedly and waved his hand at the old man. The old man just rolled his eyelids and continued to sweep his head down.

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An expert! This must be an expert!

And he must be an expert at the level of a sweeping monk!

The appearance with white hair and beard, the leisurely and contented expression, and the unsurprised reaction when he suddenly saw Jia Lian, are definitely the style of a great master.

So Jia Lian quickly tidied up his clothes, walked over and bowed respectfully, and then said:

"Jinling Jia Lian, may I ask my father-in-law..."

Before Jia Lian could finish speaking, "Master" said loudly and impatiently:

"Lao Zhang went home to visit his grave. He's not here today!"

Lao Zhang? Lao Zhang? What kind of ears are these!

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Jia Lian was not angry yet, but the "grand master" himself was angry. He waved the broom in his hand vigorously, causing the few fallen leaves on the ground to rise and fall.

The "Expert" couldn't understand his hatred and muttered angrily:

"On Qingming Festival, give Lao Zhang a holiday, but not me!

Short coffin Xiao Bi Yangzi!"

Jia Lian could understand Su Bai, and he also knew that the last sentence was very obscene - in this famous university that ranks among the top three in the national college entrance examination, this master is... too down-to-earth, right?

Jia Lian's mouth twitched, and he regained his courage and continued:

"Excuse me..."

"Why are you asking! Who are you to have the nerve to ask!

We haven’t been paid for three months! The emperor’s family doesn’t even have hungry soldiers!

If it weren't for the fact that the mountain leader is the fourth grandfather of my family, I would have quit working long ago!"

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It turns out that the irritable old man in front of me is not the "grandmaster" himself, but the eldest grandson of the "grandmaster" family.

Damn! So worthy of a grandchild!

However, this grumpy old man looks to be almost eighty years old, and the head of the academy is his fourth grandfather...

Good guy, that book friend must be over a hundred years old at least. What kind of fairy academy is this?

How about opening a "health school" that specializes in teaching health secrets? It's probably more profitable than training students.

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The grumpy old man saw Jia Lian looking at him in a daze, and became even more angry. He held up a broom and drove Jia Lian out like a chicken:

"Get out, get out! You're a thief, you don't look like a good person!"

Jia Lian was driven all the way to the gate by him, and almost bumped into a middle-aged man holding a donkey.

On the other hand, when the grumpy old man saw that man, he suddenly seemed like a different person. He immediately returned to the peaceful demeanor that Jia Lian had when he first met him. He was unfazed by favor and humiliation. He stepped forward and bowed to the ground politely:

"Xiao Zhuzi pays homage to Master Yan."

Xiao Zhuzi?

Hey - this old man who is almost 80 years old, the name he gives himself is so tender.

The middle-aged man who was called "Master Yan" didn't take it seriously. He was obviously used to it. He just asked:

"What's going on? Why did you drive him away?"

Uncle Zhuzi bowed politely and replied:

"When I returned to Mr. Yan, no one from the academy was there, so this man took the opportunity to sneak into the academy without handing over his name card or telling where he came from, so he was kicked out."

Jia Lian was so angry! As soon as I came up, I said I was "Jinling Jia Lian". Why is this old boy talking nonsense? How did he grow so old?

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Master Yan turned his head and looked at Jia Lian. He saw that although this handsome young man in his twenties was only dressed in commoners, he could not hide his outstanding character and extraordinary bearing, so he nodded to Jia Lian:

"What's your name?"

Jia Lian hurriedly saluted and said:

"I'm Jia Lian of Jinling, here to pay a visit to Mr. Shuyou."

When the man saw Jia Lian's gestures of saluting smoothly and smoothly, he knew that his tutor was excellent, so he smiled and said:

"My surname is Yan and my given name is Yan. By coincidence, I am also here to look for Mr. Book Friend."

This time, Mr. Zhuzi, who was unfazed by favors and humiliations and had an excellent ear, answered without asking any questions with a wink:

"Mr. Yan, today during the Qingming Festival, Mr. Shuyou took a group of disciples to 'Linquan Gaozhi' and will not come back until the second half of the afternoon."

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Jia Lian grinned:

"They all went to Linquan Gaozhi to help you collect these three months' wages?"


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