Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

Guo Ye really felt sorry for Wei Zheng, why did he give birth to such a bastard who didn't want to make progress.

It is said that I am a hero, but this old Wei family is fine, I am a hero, a bastard!

However, he was too lazy to grind his teeth with Wei Shuyu, and said directly: "You are not allowed to play anywhere tonight, don't forget, you have been sent by me these few days."

"Uh……"

Wei Shuyu had a bitter look on his face, and suddenly remembered Guo Ye's words last night, and couldn't help but bemoaned in his heart, faint, so many people don't pick me, but me.

Then he asked resentfully: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Guo Ye asked, "Where is the kamikaze club stationed, you should know?"

Wei Shuyu nodded in response.

Guo Ye asked again: "Are you familiar with the club?"

Wei Shuyu was a little impatient, and replied indiscriminately: "Familiar, how can you not be familiar? I sneaked to the good opportunity. Every time in Chang'an's Jujube match, I gambled outside and won the handicap. Ju She wins, cut, I'm not..."

Speaking of this, Wei Shuyu realized that he had slipped his mouth, and his face was a little embarrassed, and he quickly explained: "Well, Brother Guo, you know. Our family doesn't have much money, and I can't watch the Kamikaze Juju Club win. Send another shooting team, right? We can get angry with the Xiao family, but we can’t make trouble with Yin Zi, right?”

Guo Ye looked at this unscrupulous Wei Shuyu, grandma, as a member of the calligraphy class, you know that the guys in the calligraphy class and the Xiao Ting and Xiao family can't deal with each other, yet you actually went to the village to buy the kamikaze of the Xiao family Juju club wins.

This morality is really fucking broken.

However, he still nodded perfunctorily and replied: "I don't care about you, as long as you are familiar with the Kamikaze Juju Club. After the third watch at night, you come to my house to find me. The first one in Taipingfang Nantou, Guofu .Do you remember clearly?"

Taipingfang, the first one in Nantou?

For Wei Shuyu who spends all day in Chang'an City, he is no stranger to it, so he nodded repeatedly to express his understanding.

But after nodding his head, he shouted again in surprise: "Looking for you at three o'clock at night? Brother Guo, the curfew will be enforced in Chang'an City after one o'clock. If you go out in the middle of the night, you are not afraid of being arrested by the city patrols? "

Guo Ye rolled his eyes at him, and spat: "Stop your mother's nonsense, you are also a child of Wei Zheng's family, who is an admonisher at the court. Curfew is nothing to you? Don't tell me, you didn't go out to fool around during curfew. .”

Hearing this, Wei Shuyu put on a smile on his face, and said rather complacently: "Haha, that's right, my father is also a famous person anyway. Those people don't give me face, at least they will give face to my father, Dr. Wei Zheng Wei, don't worry, That's it."

When Guo Ye heard this boy's answer, he felt depressed for a while, damn it, just now he said that your father is bad, that's bad, now think of your father Wei Zheng again?

Wei Zheng, who gave birth to these prodigal things, can be regarded as a waste of his fame for a lifetime.

Immediately, he gave a final instruction: "Remember, after the third watch, come to Taipingfang Guo Mansion to find me, and we will go out to do big things together!"

After finishing speaking, he walked away without looking back, and left the calligraphy class in a hurry. There were still many things to prepare at home.

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Leaving the Imperial College, Guo Ye hurried back home without much delay, and hurriedly took out the things that Zhenniang bought at the pharmacy yesterday from the room.

Then he ordered the servant girl in the mansion to get a few catties of wheat, and asked his servants to carry a pile of wheat straw outside, and chopped and crushed it alone in a remote place in the mansion.

In the eyes of Zhenniang and the servants of the mansion, these actions seemed to be preparing horse fodder.

But if Guo Ye didn't say anything, they didn't dare to ask more questions.

Mr. Guo was allowed to chop and grind it all by himself, and finally put the mixed things into sacks.

After putting the sack in a hidden place, Guo Ye asked Zhenniang to start making dinner. After a lot of physical labor, his hungry chest was naturally pressed against his back.

After dinner, Guo Yejing waited for the night to fall, and the sound of drums behind closed doors in Chang'an.

One more day,

Second watch,

After finally making it to the third watch, Wei Shuyu came to Guo's mansion as promised.

Upon entering Guo's residence, the first thing Wei Shuyu said when he saw Guo Ye was: "Tsk tsk, Brother Guo, your mansion is really rich. Compared with your family, our old Wei's family is really poor."

Guo Ye didn't respond to Wei Shuyu's cry of poverty, but it would be a good thing to make the son of the famous official Wei Zheng envious, at least it would give him a sense of accomplishment.

Guo Ye motioned Wei Shuyu to sit down for a while, and then went back to the house alone to fetch the sack that had already been filled with horse feed.

After going back and forth, Wei Shuyu saw that Guo Ye was actually carrying a cloth bag weighing about ten kilograms, and couldn't help but screamed: "Brother Guo, what are you doing here? What's in it?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the sack on Guo Ye's shoulder.

Guo Ye said with a smile: "It's not a fun thing, I made the horse feed myself."

horse feed?

Wei Shuyu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and muttered: "During the day, you asked me if I was familiar with the Kamikaze Jujusha, and you are carrying horse feed, huh? Could it be that you are going to sneak into the Kamikaze Jujusha and feed them horses?" No? Hahaha, stop being funny~~"

While talking, Wei Shuyu was also amused by his speculation.Guo Ye secretly went to slaughter the horse of Kamikaze Jujusha, but he believed it.

Feed the horse?

Isn't this a brain twitch?After feeding the horses of others, will you try hard to defeat the calligraphy class the next day?

Unexpectedly, the corners of Guo Ye's lips were the same, and he said maliciously: "That's right, it is to feed the horses to the Kamikaze Kyuju Club, and feed their horses well, so that they can show off in the kowtower tomorrow. chant!"

"Ci'ao~~Brother Guo, what is your plan? You have confused me!"

Guo Ye patted the burlap bag on his shoulders, and continued to tell the truth: "This is the Guo's horse stuff that I independently developed. Tomorrow, you will see the result. Don't babble, walk, follow me Together, let's feed the enemy's horses..."

Chapter 407 Knocking Competition (1)

The rising sun slowly soared into the sky, and the sunlight passed through the thin clouds and the gaps between the leaves, and shone into the Imperial College, filling the killing field in the Imperial College one by one.

This kowtowing venue is where the Guozijian usually gives students outdoor sports, so it is far from the size of the regular kowtowing arena.

The large shooting arena can accommodate two shooting teams of ten players to compete, but the small venue of Guozijian can only allow four players from each side to play at best.

Four people and four horses, if the two teams are combined, there will be eight people and eight horses.Eight horses are galloping, and the movement is so great that even a small field is as big as half a football field in later generations.

Early in the morning, before the teams from both sides rode their horses into the arena, the surrounding area was filled with spectators, and there were no empty seats, nothing more.

There are students from the Taixue class, students from the Calligraphy class, and all the officials and teachers from the Imperial Academy.

Even Lu Jingzong, the director of the Imperial College, was present, but this time he didn't seem to be the main character, because he was sitting there with his head lowered and talking to a middle-aged man with a majestic face and a long beard, and his posture was somewhat humble.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a red robe, listening to Lu Jingzong's report, stroking his long beard from time to time, nodding frequently, he looked like a bearded man.

Wei Shuyu, who was stuck in the crowd of the calligraphy class, had sharp eyes, pointed in the direction of Lu Jingzong, pointed at the handsome bearded man, and exclaimed: "My God, the Master Si Ye of our Imperial College is here too, look quickly!"

Si Ye, No. 1 under the Jijiu of the Guozijian, in Guo Ye's words, this is the existence of the executive vice president.