Bei Liang put on a rotten son-in-law, and the opening game was full of golden light spells

Upper Yin School Palace.

The official school of the Lianyang Dynasty.

It was built on Taiyin Mountain, not far from Tai’an City, the capital of Yangjing.

The entire school palace is between mountains and rivers.

The cloudy mountain peaks are picturesque.

It’s like an ink painting.

There are no mathematicians in the mountains, talking high.

“The scenery here is nice.”

Jiang Han rode a horse, holding Xu Weixiong, and looked at the Shangyin Academy Palace in front of him.

They traveled for another day and finally arrived at the Shangyin Academy Palace.

“Why did my husband return the carriage I bought in the morning?”

Xu Weixiong asked lightly.

“When you go out, you have to save some money.”

Jiang Han hugged Xu Weixiong.

Beauty in arms, of course, more comfortable than a carriage.

“Yes, the husband is really thrifty, and he seems to have bought a gold bracelet for the blue bird just now.”

Xu Weixiong looked at Jiang Han like this, that bracelet was enough to buy ten carriages.

“I also bought a golden hairpin.”

Jiang Han did not thicken one over the other, and took out a delicate golden hairpin from his sleeve.

Without waiting for Xu Weixiong to say anything, he stuck it on top of her long hair.

“Husband, is this murder?”

Xu Weixiong’s face darkened, and he hurriedly held Jiang Han’s hand.

This hairpin almost got into her heavenly spirit cover.

“It’s a bit of a hand raw.”

Jiang Han was a little embarrassed, and he hadn’t put a hairpin on others.

“I’ll do it.”

Xu Weixiong took the golden hairpin.

Unlike ordinary women, she does not have women’s coiled hair.

It resembles a man’s crowned bundle of hair, half tied and half long hair scattered.

The golden hairpin was inserted into the crown, but it also had a touch of softness.

“Dismount.”

Xu Weixiong dismounted, and then helped Jiang Han dismount.

Naturally, horseback riding is not allowed in the Shangyin School Palace.

“Thank you Madame.”

Jiang Han smiled, Xu Weixiong had never helped him along the way.

Sure enough, although she didn’t say it, she still liked this gift.

“Go to Dayi Lake.”

Dayi Lake is Xu Weixiong’s residence in the Shangyin School Palace.

Ordinary students naturally live in dormitories.

However, Xu Weixiong can be very domineering.

Dayi Lake is a famous place for boating in the Shangyin Academy Palace, and it is also the famous place of Huang Longshi, one of the three demon heads of Spring and Autumn.

After Xu Weixiong arrived at the Shangyin Academy Palace, he settled down on the shore of Dayi Lake.

In this way, ordinary men also thought of Dayi Lake to go boating.

Someone disobeyed to provoke, and for the first time Xu Weixiong directly cut off a person’s bun.

The second provocation directly cut off an arm.

Since then, no one has dared to provoke.

Because if you come again, you will lose your life.

Walk into the Shangyin School Palace.

When the students on the road saw Xu Weixiong, they saluted one after another.

“I’ve seen Senior Sister.”

“I’ve seen Senior Sister Xu.”

“Senior sister.”

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Walking on the bluestone road, no mathematician saw Xu Weixiong, and he was very respectful.

Xu Weixiong was a beginner disciple, and his status was much higher than that of ordinary disciples.

And when these students saw Jiang Han, some people showed ridicule.

Someone has envy in their eyes.

Jiang Han didn’t pay attention to these people at all.

After walking for a long time, a mirror-like lake appeared in front of me.

The lake is full of greenery and surrounded by greenery.

The view is picturesque and delightful.

It is Xu Weixiong’s Dayi Lake.

There is a three-story loft on the lakeside, which is where Xu Weixiong lives.

“This attic is really good, it’s just a little cold, Long Wu, go make a fire.”

Jiang Han and the others entered the attic, and outside the window were Dayi Lake and the emerald green mountains.

The breeze is blowing, it is really a wonderland on earth.

It’s just that it’s autumn now, and it’s a little cold here on top of the mountains.

“Yes, Master.”

Long Wu hurriedly went to make a fire.

“I’ll go get the wine.”

And the blue bird brought some side dishes and a jug of wine, and when it was cold, drink wine to warm up.

However, these are all eaten on the way out of Beiliang.

So there are only small dishes such as peanuts that are easy to carry.

“Husband, come with me to Yunshan Xiaoyuan for classes in the future.”

Beginner disciples like Xu Weixiong are not in ordinary schools, but in Yunshan Xiaoyuan.

The three highest-ranking sakes and sakes of the Gakunomiya are often taught at Yunshan Xiaoyuan.

It is a holy place that countless disciples of the Shangyin Academy Palace are eager to enter.

“I’m not going.”

What Yunshan Xiaoyuan, isn’t it a key class.

Jiang Han: He likes to lie flat.

Fishing on the shore of Dayi Lake, basking in the sun, more comfortable.

Going to the key class to study, it’s too boring.

“The agreed things, husband, you can’t go, my master has used the only recommended place.”

Xu Weixiong’s master, Wang sacrificed wine.

One of the three sacrificial wines of the Shangyin School Palace, and its status is second only to the sacrificial wine.

“Your master, that big-eyed old man.”

Jiang Han is also a student of the Shangyin Academy Palace and has seen the side of Wang Jiujiu.

In my memory, it seems to be a big and small eye.

“Ahem! Weixiong, I heard you’re back. ”

A somewhat old voice came from outside the door.

An old man was standing outside the door at this time.

His hair was already a little gray, his face was vicissitudes, and he was dressed as a teacher in a long robe.

But the most striking thing is his bright eyes.

However, although it is a big and small eye, it is convincing.

In terms of the weight of the king’s sacrificial wine, it is a top three existence in the school palace.

“Master.”

When Xu Weixiong saw the person coming, he hurriedly got up and bowed.

Say Cao Cao Cao will arrive.

It was Xu Weixiong’s master, Wang Jiujiu.

“I’ve seen the king’s sacrificial wine.”

Jiang Han felt a little dead, but also a little familiar.

As soon as he said bad things, the party came.

Wasn’t Xu Weixiong the same last time.

This master and apprentice are indeed the same.

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