There are three children in Kaifeng

A girl with a beautiful smile stepped out of the sedan chair neatly, and stood in front of Zhan Zhao with her hands on her waist, "Mr. Zhan, student Pang Feiyan is being polite."

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows when he saw this girl rushing towards Zhan Zhao——Are you a good friend?Zhan Zhao rolled his eyes at him and rubbed his forehead, he had forgotten about Pang Feiyan, the academy has no female family members, the emperor specially asked her from the grand master to be the companion of Princess Jingsu.

Ding San saw that this girl was good-looking, neither tall nor short, with a small round face, almond eyes and cherry lips, she should have a lively personality, pretty and attractive.But why is this girl so familiar?

Pang Feiyan noticed that Ding San was looking at her, her almond eyes widened, "What are you looking at, I haven't seen a beautiful woman!" Ding San rubbed his nose and looked away, thinking in his heart, the girl is beautiful because she is beautiful, and she has a temper, but this Her temper reminded her of someone - Long Feiyan!No wonder Zhan Zhao's face was so stiff at the time, he thought he knew this girl.

"Zhan Zhao, why didn't you draw your sword at that time?" Pang Feiyan became angry when she thought of the martial arts competition in Dingzhuang to recruit a relative. Zhan Zhao's refusal to draw the sword was clearly a contempt for her.

Her words confirmed Ding San's thoughts, she was indeed Long Feiyan who stirred up the situation back then.Bai Yutang glanced at Pang Feiyan, and seemed to remember that there was such a person in the martial arts contest back then.

"Missy has a noble status, how can I offend you?" Zhan Zhao forced a smile, which meant—haha.

"Don't talk about my father. In the end, it's not that you stinky men think that we females are weak. This lady doesn't believe this. I want you to see that I, Pang Feiyan, can rule the country and rule the world. If I can make the world right now, I won’t lose to you stinky men in everything!" After speaking, he walked into the academy angrily holding up his skirt.All in all, Ms. Pang is a rare feminist in ancient times. If Ding San was not disguised as a man, she really wanted to have an in-depth critical discussion with this Ms. Pang on the topic of "male chauvinism".

After Pang Feiyan left, Zhan Zhao sighed softly, and introduced to Ding San and Bai Yutang: "She is the daughter of Pang Ji, the grand master of the dynasty, and the younger sister of the young master." After hearing Zhan Zhao's explanation, Bai Yutang and Ding San There was a "no wonder" expression on his face.

Honghu Academy follows the Tang Dynasty system and divides the teaching, which is simply like the divisions in a modern university.Due to Princess Jingsu's special status, the emperor temporarily set up a "Affair Room" for the princess to study.Zhan Zhao's identity is a teacher, so he went to report to the dean first, and Bai Yutang and Ding San wandered around the academy for a long time before finding the place where the students reported.

The person who received the new students was a fat man with catfish beards and a pair of mung bean eyes circling around. At first glance, he thought it was the Prime Minister Turtle who came from time travel.Ding San nudged Bai Yutang lightly with his elbow, and quietly covered his mouth with joy.

Both Bai Yutang and Ding San came late, and there were basically few students in the place where they reported. Seeing someone laughing, the fat man glared at Mung Dou, and said angrily: "Be serious, don't make any noise in the academy, it's out of appearance! "Meiyuxu is the supervisor of the college, called Song Tianbao, who is mainly responsible for the chores of the college, and the morals of the students are similar to the functions of the dean.

Ding San has been afraid of the teacher since he was a child, he quickly put down his hands when he heard the scolding, and obediently followed Bai Yutang to get the school supplies.The one who distributed the learning tools was a taciturn old man. Song Tianbao called him Old Wang.Lao Wang looked very old, his face was wrinkled like a walnut, his eyes were cloudy, and his movements were slow. When a pair of rough hands mechanically handed over the school uniform and stationery to Ding San, his eyes were always dull, as if he was a machine.

Ding San was a little afraid of Old Wang, in other words, she was very afraid of people who were too quiet, because the big moves made by such people were often the scariest.After quickly taking the school tools from Lao Wang's hand, Ding San hurriedly tugged on Bai Yutang's sleeve to look at the meal arrangement.

There are eight students in the Shilizhai they are in, namely Li Hao, Shen Kuo, Wang Jing, Chen Xiuxiu, Fu Rong, Pang Feiyan, Bai Yutang and her.Furong is Princess Jingsu of Goryeo.

I heard from Zhan Zhao before that the surname of the Goryeo Dynasty is Wang, but the status of women in Goryeo is low. Even the royal family has no official name and can only be called Wang.So the princess used her boudoir name in Song Dynasty, and her boudoir name was Furong.Needless to say, Pang Feiyan had already seen it before.

Zhan Zhao was the teacher, Bai Yutang was the student, and the grand master's daughter was the accompanying student. It was very intentional for the emperor to gather such a group of people to accompany the princess to study.

The accommodation is a dormitory for two people. Ding San looked at the dormitory arrangement and found that the person in the same dormitory as her was actually Bai Yutang.Bai Yutang was rather happy, he doesn't like to get along with strangers because of his temper, Ding San is a person who knows everything, so it's quite suitable.Ding San didn't think so anymore, her face was almost wrinkled like Lao Wang's.Strangers are fine, if there is any inconvenience for me, I can use my eccentricity to perfuse it, if it is Bai Yutang... this matter is suspended.Bai Yutang didn't know what she was thinking, anyway, he was very happy and took her by the shoulders and rushed to Yuzi No. [-] room.

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"I'm exhausted..." Ding San collapsed on the bed closest to her as soon as she entered the door.The academy is very big. After registering, picking up learning tools and finding the dormitory to pick up some daily necessities, I went around and worked for a long time, and now I can finally lie down comfortably.

"I've only walked a few steps, and I'm so tired." Bai Yutang leaned on the bed as if nothing happened, and said lazily.The corners of Ding San's mouth twitched, his teeth itching with hatred, he was like Lord Bai Yutang, he didn't take anything in his sleeves, he suffered such a weak dog leg like her.

"Bai Yutang, Ding San." Before the door could be closed, a thin voice called their names, Bai Yutang frowned, a little unhappy.No one on the rivers and lakes would call him Fifth Master Bai, he really disliked being called by his name, and thinking about being sent by the emperor to work, he endured his anger.

"Yes." Ding San was very experienced in this kind of roll call, and immediately got up from the bed and looked at the door.

A fair-skinned young man walked in through the door. He looked a little weak, with high cheekbones, slender eyes, and thin lips. He looked mean and sick.The young man looked down at Ding San with lowered eyelids: "Who are you?"

"I'm Ding San." Ding San was very uncomfortable being looked at by this look.

"Oh, you are the auditor?" The young man frowned when he heard the name, as if he had a certain degree of prejudice against the auditor, he glanced at Bai Yutang out of the corner of his eye and asked, "Where are you?" Is it Bai Yutang?"

Bai Yutang ignored him, and just played with the fan pendant in his hand. Seeing Bai Yutang's attitude, the young man made himself feel bored, so he brought his sullenness into the tone of his conversation with Ding San: "I am your fasting fan." Chief, mainly responsible for your attendance and discipline, this is the class schedule, you two keep it!" He bluntly handed the schedule to Ding San, turned his head and left.

"What the hell." After he left, Ding San said angrily. She lowered her head and glanced at the schedule... In an instant, she turned into Lao Wang again, "Tomorrow's first guqin lesson, I'll even play cotton No way, what about Guqin?"

"Guqin?" Bai Yutang's mouth curled up.

"You will?" Ding San looked at Bai Yutang in surprise, Bai Yutang was very dissatisfied with this questioning look, and said conceitedly, "Fifth Master, I can't play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Ding San has always admired people who are both talented in sex and art. She stared at Bai Yutang with bright eyes, "Then can you give me the spoiler first?"

"What spoiler?" Bai Yutang couldn't understand what Ding San said.

"Just teach me in advance, so that I won't make a fool of myself when the time comes." Ding San trotted to Bai Yutang's bedside, and if she put a tail in her, she promised to wag her very happily.

Bai Yutang supported his body lazily with one hand, looked at Ding San who was close in front of him with a smile on his face, ran his finger across her cheek, raised her chin lightly, and said with a teasing smile: "Yes, yes, but you are I don't have to repay the fifth master."

Ding San backed away in shock from Bai Yutang's sudden action, covered his chest with his hands, and said nervously, "Fifth Master, I'm selling myself, not a show! Ah... Bah, I'm a show, not a show!"

"Tch, you're so small, you want to sell Fifth Master but you don't want to buy it." Bai Yutang withdrew his hand, sneered, and made a condition by the way, "If you don't want to make a fool of yourself, you can help Fifth Master spread the quilt first. For a while, you will take care of my master's daily life, and I can teach you any lessons you don't know. How about it, fifth master treats you well." Bai Yutang lifted his chin to the luggage at his feet, and Ding San secretly slandered , the dead mouse is like a favor...but she still helped Bai Yutang spread the bedding like a dog.

"Bai Yutang? Ding San?" Ding San was laying out the quilt, and another uninvited young man smirked at the two of them with a small book in his hand. Ding San rolled his eyes, blaming himself for forgetting. Close the door, what kind of class leader is this?

"You are Ding San?" Ding San nodded, a little unhappy.The young man is quite familiar, he looks young, his body is about the same as Ding San's, not tall, thin and small, but his every move is full of excitement after just finishing his chicken blood.Seeing that Ding San was easy to talk to Bai Yutang's cold face, he just nodded to Bai Yutang as a greeting, so he started talking to Ding San, "My name is Shen Kuo, I live in Hongzi Room No. [-], and we are Tongzhai classmates. "

Ding San said "Oh", and the classmate could say it, much better than the head of the house, "Did the head of the house just go to your place for roll call?"

"Well, I'm going, I'm annoying him." Student Shen Kuo expressed his dissatisfaction with the head of the house, "That person is called Chen Xiuxiu, and he was promoted from an outstanding student."

"Pfft!" Ding San couldn't help but spout, "Chen Xiuxiu? Why does it sound like a girl's name?"

"That's right, otherwise why would a girl chirp, that kind of arrogant person with eyes above the top is really unbearable." Shen Kuo mentioned Chen Xiuxiu and angrily wrote down two entries in the small notebook.

"What are you?" Ding Sanda noticed this small notebook from the moment he entered the room, and he seemed to keep writing something on it.

"Information about Honghu Academy." Shen Kuo held up the small book in his hand proudly, "It contains the background of our classmates."

"Including us?" Ding San was a little surprised.

"That's not true. Didn't you just come here to inquire?" Shen Kuo didn't hide his words, "But you two seem to have a lot of background, and it should be related to Princess Furong." Hearing what he said, Bai Yutang was quite right about this. The boy became a little interested and raised his eyes to look at Shen Kuo.

Seeing Bai Yutang's reaction, Shen Kuo seemed to have gotten some important clues, and hurriedly wrote it down in his notebook, muttering, "There are eight students in our class. Li Hao is the son of the minister of the Ministry of War, Wang Jing is the son of the privy envoy, Mrs. Master’s daughter Pang Feiyan, Princess Jingsu Furong of Gaoli, Chen Xiuxiu, you two and me.”

"You know so many people well, but we don't know who you are." Ding San didn't look like Shen Kuo as a second-generation official.

"If you want to talk about my background, there is something to say. I am the No. 30 eighth generation disciple of the Maoshan School." Shen Kuo puffed up his chest, especially proud, "I am the most knowledgeable among our disciples. Master asked me to go down the mountain to experience life. here."

"Maoshan? Are you a Taoist priest?" Ding San looked at Shen Kuo in surprise. He was still 38 generations old, no wonder he was so gossip.

"That's right, I studied under Maoshan, majoring in subduing demons." Shen Kuo carelessly touched a bench and sat down, "Master said that subduing demons and eliminating demons is for the common people, but there are many things that can be done for the common people." , don’t stick to one kind, so the master asked me to go down the mountain and try different professions, so as to understand the Dao.”

"Your master is quite thoughtful." Ding San found it interesting that a seasoned thought could be so avant-garde.

"That's right." Shen Kuo was very proud of Ding San's compliment, but he was quite envious of Ding San, "You are so kind, I would be miserable if I had a roommate of my own."

Hearing what he said, Ding San asked casually, "Who are you sharing a room with?"

"Wang Jing is the son of the privy envoy." He also reminded Ding San by the way, "Wang Jing, because his father is the privy envoy, is quite domineering and difficult to get along with. The snobbish Chen Xiuxiu is his. Dog legs, you'd better walk around when you see them."

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