Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

He Zhiyang raised his eyes to look at the long tail, and said in a low voice: "Got it, you wait for me outside, I will go after a few words with my friend."

The man said respectfully but indifferently: "Please also check the time, the young master, the young master will arrive at the Hou Mansion on time at a quarter past seven."

He Zhiyang: "..."

It's really uncomfortable to see this pressing step by step.

Huo Yao looked at the back of the man leaving, exhaled a long breath, and looked at his friend sympathetically: "...Your brother is really pompous, more imposing than your father."

He Zhiyang curled his lips: "My father can't compare, my brother is the ancestor, once he came, even the birds in the whole house shrank their wings and dared not fly."

When Ren Anbo passed him a pass, He Zhiyang could just ignore it, but when his brother passed him a pass, he didn't dare to neglect it for even a minute.

Huo Yao shook his head: "Didn't your brother train the frontier army all the time? After returning to the capital for two days, he wanted to pass you on to his family. Why, hold back your energy and put on a show about training younger brothers?"

He Zhiyang had a broken look on his face: "Zuo is just a good beating, but he vented his anger for Jin Yiwei."

After entering the uncle's mansion, He Zhiyang tiptoed to the main hall, and whispered to the butler, "My brother is back?"

The housekeeper handed over the tea tray: "Young master is waiting for you in the study."

He Zhiyang's handsome face immediately collapsed.

Before crossing over, he also had a half-brother, who wanted to inherit the whole family business, and guarded against him like a thief. He Zhiyang didn't want to argue with his brother, and took the initiative to avoid suspicion and go abroad to study.

After time travel, He Zhiyang still faced this brotherhood with a non-interference and happy attitude, but his half-brother He Zhiji was not the one to take this path.

As soon as he returned home last year, He Zhiji had a big event.

Speaking of which, this matter is still related to Qiao Yue.

Qiao Jiagui was the commander of Jinyiwei, so he was naturally very popular. At night, the sound of operas in the mansion accompanied by three-stringed gongs and drums resounded through most of the alleys.

Ren Anbo's mansion and Qiao's family are both well-off families. They live in an alley very close to Miyagi. The two families are just across the street. The Qiao family's play can be heard verbatim from the beginning to the end, sometimes in the middle of the night. They were all disturbed and couldn't sleep, but no one dared to say anything.

The housekeeper said it well, not to mention singing every night in the Qiao family, even if they were killing people every night, who in the whole alley would dare to say no.

At that time, He Zhiyang had just passed through the modern age, and he was full of fear of the strange world, and his behavior was far from the arrogance he is now.

He didn't rush out to attack others, but he kept the Qiao family in his heart.

No one cares about singing opera every night, it's really amazing.

It's really generous to let the troupe sing every night.

In the end, everyone on the street could bear it, but the He family couldn't bear it anymore.

Because... He Zhiyang was going to take the Imperial Academy exam.

For the children of the capital who are going to be official careers, the Guozijian exam is the second only to the Jinshi exam, and the whole uncle's mansion is concentrating on it, with He Yangzhi's exam as the most important.

But the Qiao family didn't restrain themselves in the slightest.

At this time, He Zhiji, who had been training the frontier army outside the capital, returned to Bo's residence. He checked He Zhiyang's homework vigorously first, and without a word, he rewarded the boy serving in the study with a solid meal. board.

After hearing about the Qiao family, on the second day, He Zhiji knocked on the door of the Qiao family with generous gifts.

I don't know how He Zhiji and the conductor chatted, but since then, the Qiao family's drama has been restrained a lot, and they never sang at night again.

The people in the alley didn't say anything, but secretly gave the eldest son of the uncle's family a thumbs up.He must have negotiated a deal with Jin Yiwei.

After all, it is not an ordinary person who can persuade Jin Yiwei to negotiate a deal with Jin Yiwei.

He Zhiyang also admired his elder brother, and worked hard to study, unwilling to disappoint his elder brother.

His test scores are not bad, and with the help of his father, he successfully entered the Imperial College through the back door.

He Zhiyang deliberately showed off his achievements in front of his brother.

He thought he would be praised, but He Zhiji only said lightly, "Work hard."

With the words light and light, He Zhiyang suddenly felt that his efforts were also light and light.

Even the gratitude to my brother dissipated like light smoke.

But since then, he has always had a kind of fear and inexplicable dependence on his brother who doesn't show up much.

He Zhiyang took the tea tray from the housekeeper, knocked on the door respectfully: "Brother, it's me."

Inside the door, He Zhiji's steady voice came: "Come in."

He Zhiyang pushed the door open and entered, He Zhiji sat behind the desk, looking at He Zhiyang with heavy eyes.

He Zhiyang held the tea tray, looked at his toes, and handed it over respectfully.

Serving tea is the custom of a famous family, but his father and grandmother are tolerant, or feel sorry for He Zhiyang's body, or worry about his grades, in short, they have never used this matter to control him.

Only his elder brother has a lot of things to do, as long as he is at home for a day, he will drink He Zhiyang's tea.

In the past, when He Zhiyang bowed and handed it over, He Zhiji would not make things difficult and took it immediately.

Today, there was no movement for a long time, He Zhiyang secretly felt that it was over, he gritted his teeth, knelt down on the ground holding the tea tray.

He Zhiji lowered his eyes, took the tea slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Are you going to live in the school?"

He Zhiyang didn't dare to show off in front of his elder brother at all, and said respectfully: "Well, I told my father and grandmother that I moved to school last week."

"Last week." The eldest brother looked at the younger brother who was kneeling on the ground and seemed to be obedient: "It's only been seven days. If you are capable, I heard that you have made friends with Jin Yiwei?"

He Zhiyang waved his hands modestly: "Brother, we are just following orders."

"According to the order?" The elder brother chuckled slightly: "Aside from you, there is no one else in the whole country who has made friends under the order, and you are the only one who seeks skin from the tiger."

"Brother, can you let me stand up, can you ask me again?" He Zhiyang knew that He Zhiji was going to blame him, so he lowered his head pitifully: "I...I have a backache."

He Zhiji frowned, and looked at him with probing eyes.

"It's the Jin Yiwei you mentioned." He Zhiyang didn't mention skipping class, and to make a long story short, he seemed to be a victim: "A feint made me fall off the wall, and now my waist still hurts."

He Zhiyang pouted, he didn't even realize that he had no expectation of family affection, but when he got along with He Zhiji, he would inadvertently show his tenderness of being cared for.

He Zhiji's eyes signaled him to stand up, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Well, it would be a good thing if I could break my memory."

He Zhiyang looked at him sadly: "...you are more poisonous than Jin Yiwei."

But seeing that He Zhiji's expression softened a little, as if he didn't seem to want to continue to make things difficult, He Zhiyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, his elder brother didn't even raise his head, and said calmly: "Father told me everything about you. Now you live in the school, and you are living in the Imperial College for meals and accommodation. The mansion has already paid all the money for you. If you don’t live at home, you can also save the monthly bill.”

He Zhiyang was stunned, petrified in shock.

It has to be said that He Zhiji's move was so strong that he directly cut off He Zhiyang's economic lifeline, making it impossible for him to turn over the sky no matter how much he struggled.

He Zhiyang had a bitter expression on his face: "Brother, I live in the school and divorced my relatives, so I should have a monthly allowance. The school food is not good, and your brother also wants to go out for a tooth sacrifice."

"I won't deduct your food expenses." The eldest brother smiled lightly: "Don't you like to eat the food in the small kitchen? I have already informed the kitchen and sent two cooks to accompany you to the Imperial College. The ingredients will be directly supplied to the school by the uncle's house , lest you go to Jinyiwei to make money again!"

"No..." He Zhiyang didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he rubbed his elder brother's wrist: "Your younger brother is already sixteen, don't you think he should have some money at his disposal."

He Zhiji also smiled and said, "I don't think so."

He Zhiyang: "..."

He has never experienced a life without money since he was a child. At that time, he was sent to a boarding school abroad by his elder brother in the previous life, and the money in the card was also paid on time, at least [-] to [-] a month.

After crossing over, he is even more precious than gold and jade. His father handed him the money bag on the left, and his grandmother gave him supplies on the right. He lived a very reckless life.

This time Jin Yiwei was involved, and He Zhiji had issued a strict order that the whole government would no longer extend a helping hand to He Zhiyang.

The grandmother who always doted on him also reluctantly said: "You have always been a horse without a bridle. I can't control you. Let your brother restrain you. You must be obedient. Anyway, he also promised his grandmother that he will never be short. You eat."

He Zhiyang left the uncle's mansion empty-handed resentfully, he couldn't believe the fact that he had no monthly allowance.

The money is gone, and the debt has to be paid. A while ago, they reserved a booth for their roommates. Xu Yiqing even wrote the IOU, and he would always help the promised one. He Zhiyang reluctantly took out the money and filled it with Huo Yao and Feng Jing. Going up the hole, the body is completely clean.

He Zhiyang slumped on the chair, and said weakly: "In the future, as long as it is an activity to go to the Imperial Prison, don't call me, thank you."

Money is a man's guts, He Zhiji has taken care of everything for him in the Imperial College, he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking in school, as long as he doesn't go to school, he can still be a young master.

He Zhiyang felt like a Tang monk who had been circled, not daring to leave the Guozijian, thinking of his empty purse, he panicked when he went out.

"You definitely want to go this time." Huo Yao said, "Xiao Yi has inquired about Qiao Yue's affairs and is waiting for us at the gate of the Imperial College."

He Zhiyang immediately sat up in shock from his dying illness, and walked out the door with his long legs.