Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

He Zhiyang deliberately avoided Qiao Yue, and only played with his classmates from the Imperial College.

After a few days of calm, one day after class, suddenly a master waved his hand and called Xu Yiqing, who was chatting with He Zhiyang, into the ear room.

Sacrificial wine and several respected masters were sitting around the ear room, Xu Yiqing bowed his hands and stood aside obediently.

Jijiu looked at his number one student, and felt very happy: "Yiqing, next time, we will value it very much. You have been among the best in the monthly exam three times in a row. What we mean is that we will let you go to Chongde this year." Tang, take the Jinshi examination early next year."

The Jinshi examination is held every two years. Next year, it is reasonable to say that the brothers from the senior hall will take part. Xu Yiqing will not be eligible until the year after his senior year.

Xu Yiqing was stunned: "Skipped a grade?"

"Yes, if you jump to the senior hall, you can take the Jinshi exam earlier, and you can save two years of tuition." Jijiu looked at him with a smile: "You have always been excellent in grades, skipping a level, and you just happen to take the palace exam next year."

After Jijiu finished speaking, I thought that Xu Yiqing would be happy to agree immediately, but the child just froze on the spot without saying a word.

"What do you think?" A master reminded, "Is it too much joy that you forget to thank you?"

If it was the previous month, no, even the first half month, Xu Yiqing would have agreed without hesitation, but at this moment, his mind was in a mess, and he hesitated for a long time: "Jijiu, master, I... I still want to be with you now." classmates to take the exam together?"

Both Jijiu and the master were stunned, and the master said after a while, "Are you worried that you won't pass the exam? Don't worry, we have a charter in our hearts. Your classwork is very good, and the palace exam next year will be stable."

Xu Yiqing opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

"Let's go back to the classroom for math class first." Jijiu pondered for a while, and said: "This matter is related to your future, you should think about it carefully, and you can tell the old man if you have any concerns-you are a smart child, and you must be careful when dealing with major issues." Clear it up!"

After Xu Yiqing saluted, he walked out of the ear room alone, recalling the teaching of Jijiu just now, but He Zhiyang's smiling eyes suddenly flashed in his mind.

He... finally made friends, and the money his mother earned was getting better and better. If he went to another hall at this moment, he and He Zhiyang would not be able to be roommates...

Thinking of this, his chest sank unconsciously.

But he didn't know how to say no to the kindness of the masters. The friendship he cherished in his heart may be ridiculously worthless in the eyes of the masters who have experienced the world...

Xu Yiqing also couldn't figure it out, He Zhiyang was clearly a tycoon who caused trouble all day long, and even dared to challenge the Jin Yiwei next door, but why did he want to associate with him so much...

Brother Yang took him out to buy breakfast, and made jokes along the way, which was the happiest moment of his day to relax.

Xu Yiqing sat quietly under the eaves for a while, and walked towards the classroom after calming down.

As he was walking, a leather ball that looked round or square rolled to Xu Yiqing's feet in the wind.

The Jinyi Weiwu student who was doing Cuju shouted arrogantly: "Hey, that Guozijian, kick the ball over!"

Xu Yiqing was thinking about something on his mind, but didn't hear it at all, and continued walking forward in a daze.

Jin Yiwei is domineering. After occupying the Cuju field of Guozijian, he also built a wall to surround it. However, because it is a place for football activities, the wall was built very low in order to have a wide view.

Seeing the figure in the green shirt ignoring them, the guards in brocade clothes immediately became angry, rolled up their sleeves, and jumped off the wall.

"Is your ear not working well? Didn't you hear how many brothers called you?"

Xu Yiqing raised his head, and several guards in brocade clothes were holding their arms in front of their chests, and the Da Ma Jin Dao stood in front of him impressively.

Xu Yiqing frowned slightly.

Li Xiao is the leader of this Cuju. He raised his chin slightly and said aggressively, "I told you to bring the ball over, but I couldn't hear you, or did you not want to talk to me?"

These people try cases every day, tossing and turning in the deep prison on earth, and the faint questioning is full of ferocity.

Xu Yiqing looked up coldly, raised his head and said slowly: "This is the Imperial College, Jin Yiwei entered without permission by jumping over the wall, I'm afraid it's against the rules."

"Rules?" Li Xiao raised his head with a short smile, and said ferociously, "Teach you hard-nosed scholar well, that's the rules we Jinyiwei have to abide by!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot to kick the ball, and the kick ball hit Xu Yiqing's knee hard in the wind.

Xu Yiqing didn't have time to dodge, he was hit by the kick and his body swayed slightly, but he raised his eyes stubbornly: "Jin Yiwei is the emperor's pro-army, not a hooligan, you act like this, you can only make others look down..."

Jin Yiwei didn't have the time to argue with him, so he stretched out his hand and threatened, "Are you going to pick up this ball obediently, or let my uncle teach you how to pick it up?"

Jin Yiwei's so-called holding hands is naturally not pleasant.

Xu Yiqing's complexion darkened, and he stood upright on the spot coldly, as neither humble nor overbearing like a newly grown bamboo.

Seeing that this person chose to toast rather than eat fine wine, those Jinyi guards suddenly flashed a cold light in their eyes.

"Isn't it just picking up the ball?" At the moment of stalemate, a fair and tall boy lazily walked over from a distance: "Everyone is not free, I will do this little job."

Everyone followed the prestige, and the young man appeared with elegant clothes, his eyes turned upside down, and his exquisite face showed a trace of harmless innocence at first glance.

Xu Yiqing's indifferent face finally showed a hint of anxiety: "Brother Yang, don't meddle in this matter..."

Li Xiao looked at He Zhiyang with interest: "Do you want to pick it up?"

"Yes!" He Zhiyang bent over, took the ball in his hand, propped it on his index finger and turned it leisurely, and said frivolously: "I've already picked up the ball, but I don't know if you can catch it."

The kick ball turned with the wind, and there was a faint rustling sound in the boy's palm.

Li Xiao laughed, clapped his hands and opened his arms, as if teasing a kitten: "Nonuo, throw it here!"

He Zhiyang finally sank down, raised his hand to gather strength, and the kickball shot out through the wind, hitting the man's chest like a blunt weapon: "You dare to come to the Imperial Academy's territory to do wild things with the young master's kickball field? Who the hell?" The courage Mom gave you?"

Li Xiao never thought that the opponent made a sudden shot, and was hit hard by the ball unexpectedly. He held his chest for a long time before slowly raising his head.

If he hadn't seen the young man staring at him coldly, Li Xiao would have suspected that Cuqiu was brought by him by the wind.

He is a Jinyiwei with a vicious reputation, and he has won His Majesty's trust. He runs rampant everywhere, and everyone in the Imperial College from top to bottom treats them like snakes and scorpions.

How dare this kid hit him with a kick ball?

It seems that life is too long! ?

Li Xiao raised the corners of his lips coldly, clasped the ball with five fingers, and stared at He Zhiyang expressionlessly: "You smashed that ball just now?"

"Didn't see clearly?" He Zhiyang slightly bent his knees, and made a gesture of catching the ball: "Throw it over, I don't mind showing it to you again."

As soon as the words fell, Li Xiao immediately changed color, his wrists sank slightly, and in the blink of an eye, the kick ball hit He Zhiyang like a copper hammer with a strong wind.

He Zhiyang had expected it a long time ago, and quickly took it, although he was slightly backed up by the collision, his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Is this the Jinyiwei?"

He Zhiyang's brows were extremely low, and he walked up to Li Xiao step by step, and threw the kick ball on the ground with his backhand: "Pick it up, and then smash it! Anyone who doesn't smash it is not allowed to go!"

The two were about the same height, and they looked at each other coldly, almost touching the tip of their noses.

Gunpowder smoke filled the winter wind, and the atmosphere was tense.

He Zhiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, the innocence that could be bullied by humans and animals just now has faded away, and the delicate eyebrows and eyes are fierce and fierce.

After all, this is the territory of the Imperial College. Seeing that they had encountered a once-in-a-thousand-year stubble, several guards in Jinyi also stopped their movements, looking up and down He Zhiyang with a little fear.

Regardless of the pain in his palm, He Zhiyang's eyes filled with scorching hostility: "Do it! How dare you blatantly come to my master's Imperial College to act wildly, and you really think there is no one in this place!?"