Traveling through history leaving a name

Chapter 192: Early Summer
Liuhan Academy is on holiday, because the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days.

This time, the academy gave all students a ten-day holiday.

The Mid-Autumn Festival began in the early Tang Dynasty and became popular in the Song Dynasty. It has been passed down through the ages. In the Song Dynasty, the status of the Mid-Autumn Festival was no less than that of the Spring Festival. Together with the Qingming Festival and the Dragon Boat Festival, it belongs to the four major festivals in China.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the Mid-Autumn Festival was a grand festival. Every household prepared various moon cakes early in the morning to worship the moon god.

According to historical records, in the Southern Song Dynasty, every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival in Lin'an Prefecture, various activities would be held in West Lake.

The Su Causeway and both sides of the bank are brightly lit all night long, where people can play, watch the moon, eat moon cakes, watch lanterns, etc. It can be said that there is a lot of people here.

"Yang Sanlang, we are going to visit Lin'an together the day after tomorrow, will you go?"

On the day of the holiday, a classmate and friend of Zhang Qingfeng asked Zhang Qingfeng enthusiastically.

This person is Liu Lin, one of the direct descendants of the Liu family, about the same age as Zhang Qingfeng, and a classmate of Zhang Qingfeng.

Because Zhang Qingfeng wrote the Romance of the Gods during this time, he has a high status among his classmates, even Liu Lin, a child of the Liu family who was reluctant to talk to him before, is now willing to invite him to participate in some activities.

"Well, I won't go, I want to stay at home with my parents." Zhang Qingfeng said with a wave of his hand.

"Go ahead, you can call your family too, and we'll go together when the time comes. We'll be back the next day." Liu Lin said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"I have to think about this, and I need to go home and discuss it with my family." Zhang Qingfeng said.

"Okay, think about it. If you want to go, just come to the academy on the Mid-Autumn Festival. We will go to Lin'an in the afternoon." Liu Lin said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"Okay, thank you!" Zhang Qingfeng thanked.

After the two said a few more words, they took their leave.

"Yang Sanlang, wait a moment."

Just when Zhang Qingfeng was about to leave, a crisp voice stopped him.

Zhang Qingfeng turned his head to look, and found that the one who stopped him was Tian Ling's little maid.

"This is from my little lady." The little girl handed a letter to Zhang Qingfeng and said.

"My little lady asked me to ask you, why don't you reply to her letter?" the little maid asked Zhang Qingfeng.

"Well, I have to write the manuscript of Fengshen Yanyi every day recently, so I don't have time to write letters." Zhang Qingfeng said with an excuse.

Since he crossed over, he has received several letters from Miss Tian Ling, but he has not replied to any of them.

When he was in the academy, he was not as attentive as Yang Sanlang was to Tian Ling, but kept a distance from her. If he didn't know the details of Zhang Qingfeng, others would think that Yang Sanlang had empathized with her.

Little girl Tian Ling was very angry and sad about Yang Sanlang's sudden cold talk, as can be seen from the content of the letter.

As Tian Ling's best friend, Liu Rongqing also approached Zhang Qingfeng once, and Zhang Qingfeng's answer was that he didn't have time to write a manuscript.

"Don't you like my little lady anymore?"

After hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, the little maid asked Zhang Qingfeng, looking at Zhang Qingfeng very unkindly with her big watery eyes.

"Didn't you always advise me to stay away from your little lady and not to pester your little lady? I decided to listen to you."

Zhang Qingfeng deliberately teased the little girl in front of him.

He suddenly discovered that the little girl in front of him was also very beautiful. Although she looked only twelve or thirteen years old, she had a perfect pawed face and a delicate face, which was very suitable for Zhang Qingfeng, who came from the modern soul. aesthetic.

It's just that the little maid is too young. Maybe she will grow up a little... bah bah bah, what are you thinking!

"you……"

The little maid didn't expect Zhang Qingfeng to say such a thing, and she was stunned.

"How can you do this... I, I, I just, I just..."

The little maid was a little panicked, she didn't expect that Zhang Qingfeng's ignorance of his little lady during this time would be because of herself.

She hoped that Zhang Qingfeng would not pester her little lady, but that was in the past.

She could see that although her young lady also liked Yang Sanlang in the past, she didn't like her too much. Yang Sanlang shamelessly pestered her young lady.

And she knew that even if her little lady liked Yang Sanlang, the master and wife would never agree.

However, ever since Yang Sanlang wrote The Romance of the Gods, his wife seemed to be possessed by a demon and read Yang Sanlang's The Romance of the Gods several times every day. During this period of time, Yang Sanlang ignored the little lady, and the little lady kept talking. Sulking.

The little maid saw all this.

Now, if my little lady knew that Zhang Qingfeng ignored her because of her early summer, wouldn't she be beaten to death by the little lady?Although the little lady never hit her.

"I'll return the letter to you. Go back and tell Tian Ling that she is the daughter of a wealthy family, and I'm just an ordinary grassroots person. I'm not worthy of her." Zhang Qingfeng said seriously to the little maid.

After speaking, he handed back the envelope that the little maid had given him earlier.

Tian Ling's matter will have to be resolved sooner or later, and it is better to resolve it sooner than later.

He also decided to tell his parents about suspending school after a while.

It has been more than two months since I came to this world, and I am basically familiar with this world.

This time, if he wants to leave his name in history as an entertainment star, he can't do too many things.

The system stipulates that you should leave your name in history as an entertainment star. If you end up becoming an inventor, politician, or medical scientist, then the mission is equivalent to failure.

He can take the imperial examination, and with his photographic memory, perhaps it is not impossible to get the number one scholar.

But what about after taking the No. [-] examination?Be a politician?
If you get a champion instead of being an official and get low-level things instead, the emperor thinks that you look down on him so you don't want to be his subordinate.

"Yang Sanlang, wait."

Seeing Zhang Qingfeng was about to leave, the little maid grabbed his clothes in a hurry.

"What else..."

Zhang Qingfeng turned his head, but the next moment, he was stunned.

I saw that the little maid who was still fine at the moment had already filled with tears in her big smart eyes, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Qingfeng was surprised.

"I, Yang, Yang Sanlang, it's my fault, you, you and my little lady, please reconcile, I will never say that you are not worthy of my little lady, if you let the little lady know that it is because of me, you don't Take care of her, she will kill me." The little maid said weakly to Zhang Qingfeng.

While talking, she pushed the letter to Zhang Qingfeng again.

"..." Zhang Qingfeng was speechless, feeling that the little girl was scared, but your acting skills are a bit poor, where are your eyes wandering?
From Yang Sanlang's memory, although the little girl in front of me is sometimes sharp-tongued, but when Yang Sanlang and Tian Ling were dating, she never secretly told the right and wrong. letters.

Although she felt that Yang Sanlang was not good enough for her little lady, at most she was trying to ridicule Yang Sanlang quickly, and Yang Sanlang didn't hate her.

"Okay, I'll accept the letter. I won't tell Tian Ling that you urged me to stay away from her. You can just tell Tian Ling that I still have to write Fengshen Yanyi during this time, and I don't have time to write letters."

Zhang Qingfeng waved his hand at the little maid, then turned and left.

When Zhang Qingfeng returned home, he did not tell his parents about the Liu family's invitation to visit Lin'an. He knew that his parents would definitely not go to Lin'an City with him.

Instead of going to Lin'an City to play, it is better to write manuscripts at home.

At this time, the Tian family.

Tian Ling's little maid has also returned to Tian's mansion.

"Chu Xia, what did San Lang say?" Tian Ling asked the little maid expectantly.

"Yang Sanlang, he, he said he wanted to write a manuscript and didn't have time to write a letter." The little maid hesitated.

"But it can be seen that Yang Sanlang still likes you, little lady." The little maid said against her will.

"Really?" Tian Ling was very happy to hear what the little maid said, and didn't notice anything wrong.

"Did Sanlang agree to go to the West Lake?" Tian Ling asked the little maid.

"Uh, this..."

Hearing her own lady's question, the little maid was stunned. She seemed to have forgotten about this matter before she was interrupted by Yang Sanlang.

"Did he not agree?" Tian Ling asked.

"No, no, he, he has already agreed." The little maid gritted her teeth and said.

"What's wrong with you today? Why are you hesitant to speak?"

"No, no, I'm just out of breath after running back."

(End of this chapter)