Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

In late autumn in the capital, the north wind blows over the branches.

As the cold air hit, people were unwilling to move around more, but the Ren'anbo Mansion was full of voices and chaotic footsteps. The maids and servants were carrying fur quilts, washing basins and spring stools, shuttling in and out of the door and corridor.

Several carriages with tassels were lined up in front of the black lacquered gate. The servants moved several boxes of items into a cart with their hands and feet. After counting, they waved their hands and said: "This cart can go."

The groom, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, waved his hand and whipped his whip, and the tassels on the car body swayed in the wind.

"Be careful!" the boy reprimanded softly, "This is the Ru kiln tooth cup that our young master uses to rinse his mouth after meals. It's so precious, if it breaks, you should be careful with your skin!"

The groom pulled down the reins and slowed down the horse. He couldn't help shaking his head and cursing. He has learned a lot by moving things. The young master of the uncle's family brushed his teeth before going to bed, rinsed his mouth before and after meals, and ate better than others. My daughters are all particular about it.

But he didn't dare to show the slightest negligence on his face, he only hoped to send this car of gold, precious and fragile items to the Imperial College for business as soon as possible.

"Yo." A passer-by stopped, glanced at the gilded plaque hanging above the towering gate and said, "Look at this formation—I never heard that Ren Amber is going to move."

"Of course the uncle's house won't move. It's his youngest son, Nuo, who is clamoring to live in the school."

The man was shocked and said: "This season is not peaceful, the students of the Imperial College are all rushing home, so he wants to live in the school?"

Guozijian was originally the most peaceful and pure land in the capital, where the wind could not blow or rain, and it could not be polluted by any worldly affairs.

But just a few days ago, the martial arts students of Jinyiwei returned to Beijing from Huju Pass, which is [-] miles away from the capital, to choose a place to open a school in the capital!

These martial arts school students are born evil stars, all of them are fierce and stern, and in the future they will directly become the dreaded Jinyiwei, who will be in charge of the prison with a menacing aura, who would run away after hearing this?

Everyone in the capital burned incense and prayed, only hoping that the school site would not be chosen near their home.

The Holy One had already planned. He suffered from the disharmony between civil and military affairs in this dynasty, and he had already aimed at the vegetable garden on the east side of the Imperial College, and decided to let the Imperial College vacate another school building. After temporary repairs, it will be used as a place for martial arts students to practice and study.

He thought that the students of the two schools were still in their teens, and that in the future, they would be closer to each other in terms of board, lodging and study, and they would be close to each other, gradually congenial in temperament, which would be better than tit-for-tat in the court...

The emperor had a good idea, but the Imperial College did not cooperate at all.

Before the figure of Jin Yiwei arrived, they had already moved overnight. They would rather run hard at both ends than live in the school next to tigers and wolves.

Why does the young master of the uncle's family live on campus at this time of year?

"Are you really going to live in the school?" Mrs. Ren Amber sat by the stove, watching the servant girls circle around her son: "I'm not a serious student, but I still want to live in the school. The weather is getting colder, so go to the school Wouldn't it be self-inflicted to live?"

Behind the screen, He Zhiyang raised his chin slightly, loosened his pine fox fur collar in front of the mirror, and said in a casual tone: "Right now, good grades do not qualify you to enter the Imperial College, but boldness does."

The boy was no more than sixteen or seventeen, wearing sheepskin boots and wearing a crimson crane cloak with bucket patterns. He looked like a fair and delicate young master, with only a pair of watery eyes slightly raised, showing cold arrogance.

Mrs. Uncle glanced at her son, puzzled, and said, "You live and board at the school, so of course you are going to study. If you are not aiming for the ten-day exam, wouldn't it be a disadvantage to live in the school?"

He Zhiyang shook the bright schoolhouse key in his hand, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Your son has a bad temper and a bad appetite, who can give him a disadvantage?"

Naturally, he wasn't going to sprint Xunke, he wanted to stimulate the newly moved Jin Yiwei.

This group of Jin Yiwei moved to his next door without even saying hello, and they didn't say much harsh words. In the name of the imperial decree, they directly asked the Ministry of Rites to mark off the two large school buildings on the east side.

The east school building has been the site of Guozijian since ancient times, especially the Tengzihao school building, which is beautiful with mountains and rivers.

All the members of the Imperial College were angry, and returned to silence amidst the anger.

When Jin Yiwei came, he couldn't beat him, so he simply lost the school building to keep safe.

He Zhiyang didn't want to anymore, he just knelt before seeing him, would he still be able to raise his head in this land in the future?

At that time, the Ministry of Rites had already decided on the school site, so He Zhiyang had no choice but to save the country with curves, fighting for every inch of land, mobilizing the students of the Imperial College to sign up for the school, and he himself braved the cold winter wind from the uncle's house Move to campus.

Guozijian Jijiu saw that the number of students living in the school had increased sharply. He couldn't let these young masters who went to school have no place to live, so he could only report to the Ministry of Rites. Granted them again.

On the day he got the key to the school building, He Zhiyang and a group of classmates went out to drink and celebrate.

Moving to live on campus in the winter is purely looking for abuse. They win with the naked/naked number, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

It's just that He Zhiyang and the others didn't think so much. After all, with the key to the school building, their Guozijian won this round!

He Zhiyang raised his eyelids and glanced at the key to the Teng brand's school building, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

At this time, I suddenly heard a notification from outside the door: "The old lady is here."

As soon as the voice fell, a lady over [-] years old walked in with a walking stick, followed by a maid holding a tray.

Mrs. He looked at her little grandson and said sadly, "Yang'er really wants to live in the school?"

"Yes, everything is almost packed." Seeing his grandmother's face full of disappointment, He Zhiyang said, "Doesn't my brother often say that he wants me to go to school and study hard? It's just according to his wishes, and besides, the school is in charge of it." It's not strict, I can come back to have dinner with you if I take a leave."

Mrs. He couldn't stop the younger generation's studies, so she took the amulet from the tray, sighed, and wanted to put it on for her grandson.

"I'm going to school, not an expedition..." He Zhiyang leaned back in horror: "Grandma, who goes to school with an amulet?"

The old lady had a stubborn face: "If you don't wear it, you are not allowed to leave the house."

"..."

He Zhiyang looked at Yingluo, which could blind people's eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to pretend nothing had happened, and let his grandma hang the amulet around his neck.

"As soon as you go to school, the whole family will be turned upside down. Your grandmother has been talking about it for several days." Ren Anbo strode into the door with a resentful tone, but he looked at He Zhiyang with eyes that could not be concealed: " What? You think you don’t have enough space at home? Want to change to another place?”

Ren Anbowu raised his family, participated in the defense of the capital a few years ago and was awarded a knighthood for it, he has a bit of a warrior's open-mindedness in his bones, he has always disciplined his sons with dignity, and only indulged his youngest son He Zhiyang.

"Guozijian is only three alleys away from our mansion," He Zhiyang said dissatisfied, "No matter how wild you are, I can't find the palm of your hand."

Ren Anbo laughed loudly, took out two gold ingots and stuffed them into He Zhiyang's hands: "Take it, son, it's the first time you leave home, you have enough money with you."

"No." He Zhiyang has never been short of money, so he didn't pay attention to the gold ingots at this time: "Father, this is too heavy."

He was just hung with a gold necklace, his neck was almost broken, and a few more ingots of gold, it doesn't look like he is going to school, he is going to be dragged to sink...

His father snorted: "Sitting on the dragon chair is too boring, I think you're going to fly up to the sky!"

He Zhiyang shook his head and still didn't want it, it wasn't that he was hypocritical, before time travel he only carried a mobile phone with him, but now that he travels back to ancient times, he finds it bothersome to have precious money, how could he carry a few gold ingots on his body?

terrible!

This time the power of money can't make him bow his head!

Ren Anbo quickly compromised, and waved his hand to call the boy: "Go, go to the market and exchange some banknotes for your worry-free young master."

The young servant took the order and hurriedly took the gold ingot to exchange for the silver ticket.

Satisfied, He Zhiyang said sweetly, "Thank you dad!"

Ren Anbo's brows and eyes sank slightly, and he locked He Zhiyang firmly: "Tell me, why do you have to go to the Imperial Prison?"

"The schoolwork is getting tighter and tighter. In order to win honor for the uncle's house, I am going to forget about eating and sleeping." He Zhiyang: "I'm afraid that you and grandma will feel distressed when they see it."

Not only thinking about winning glory for the family, but also considering the mental health of the family.

He Zhiyang was deeply moved by the excuse he made up.

Ren Anbo narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted: "That kid Huo Yao is going too?"

"...Didn't you always let my stupid bird fly first? He is also a stupid bird. We discussed to fly together as a companion."

Ren Anbo raised his eyebrows, and it took him a long time to snort coldly: "It's okay for you to expose the world at home, but you must obey the rules when you go out, and you are not allowed to provoke the group of guards next door, do you understand?"

"Grandmother." He Zhiyang rubbed against his grandmother in a weak and pitiful state: "My father used violent words to me."

The old lady had already seen through everything, and said cheerfully, "That's because he didn't dare to do anything."

She didn't bother to pay attention to her son, and patted the back of her grandson's hand cherishingly: "But your father is right, stay away from the Jinyiwei, the people we stopped at, don't dare to associate with those warriors."

He Zhiyang was not convinced: "My father was also a military officer."

Ren Anbo was amused: "Your father and I are an earl in a peaceful age, can we live in Jinyiwei like a tiger?"

He Zhiyang was speechless to himself, but luckily he didn't fight Jin Yiwei head-on when he was fighting for the school building, otherwise there might be troubles at home.

The family talked for a while, He Zhiyang put away the money, and lazily walked out of the gate of the uncle's mansion with the servant, and went straight to the carriage parked by the corner gate.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the handsome face of the young man: "Brother Yang has a queue, six or seven carriages are parked at the gate of the mansion, and there is a long line of short jackets and cloaks."

Huo Yao paused, then added with a smile: "Those who don't know may think that the princess has surrendered."

Feng Jing, who was by the window, immediately laughed loudly, and the other two young masters laughed along with their mouths, and hurriedly stood up to give up their seats to He Zhiyang.

Their family backgrounds are not the same, but He Zhiyang is a well-known beater, famous among the young masters in the East City.

Only Huo Yao and Feng Jing dared to make fun of him.

He Zhiyang got into the carriage and glanced at Huo Yao who had left the house: "When you move, you just move yourself to the school? Well, if you dare to use me, you will die!"

"Success, let me choose my own way of death when the time comes, and you have fulfilled your brotherhood." Huo Yao smiled lazily, put his arms around his shoulders and yawned: "Why did you come out?"

He Zhiyang casually looked at the street through the car window: "Oh, listen to my father's lecture."

Feng Jing's face was brimming with triumphant joy: "Hahahaha, I really didn't expect us to get the Tengzihao school building. This can be regarded as a tiger's mouth."

"Take food from the tiger's mouth?" He Zhiyang closed his eyes and sneered, his thick eyelashes could not hide his domineering: "They are the ones who are bold."

"The Tengzihao school building was assigned to us, and there is only a large vegetable field and a few school buildings left in Jinyiwei." Feng Jing gloated: "The conditions next door are really tough."

"However, they are doing great things. Tasting hardships early will help them to practice." Feng Jing opened his mouth and forgot his words, and poked He Zhiyang with his elbow: "What is that sentence that Master often says?"

He Zhiyang probably guessed it: "Huh? Heaven is about to entrust you with a great responsibility, so people must first work hard on their will and muscles?"

Feng Jing immediately locked He Zhiyang's side face with the eyes of a god of learning: "It's okay, buddy, I really read the book in my head."

He Zhiyang who has no sense of superiority: "..."

How did his brainless friend get into the Imperial College?

Feng Jing praised him that he thought he was ashamed, and wanted to kick him out of the Imperial College and go to modern times for a nine-year compulsory education to re-learn Chinese.