Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

As the wind blew over the corners of the wall, Qiao Yue and He Zhiyang exchanged glances, and He Zhiyang looked away unnaturally.

The persimmon Qiao Yue threw was just right, not only did it not hurt, but it was also numb when it hit the body, making people blush unconsciously.

Thoughts were drifting back and forth in the wind, but he couldn't figure it out. Just as He Zhiyang was about to say something, he suddenly heard footsteps rushing towards him. Before he could turn around, a hard inkstone pierced through the sound of the wind and went straight to the top of the wall Qiao Yue walked away, Qiao Yue turned sideways coldly, and there was a clang when the inkstone fell to the ground.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the air was immediately wiped out, Huo Yao stood under the wall with a look of life and death, and stared at Qiao Yue: "Jin Yiwei is here to trouble you again?"

He Zhiyang understood, and just about to speak, he saw a lot of Jinyi guards flying up to the wall, looking down at them coldly with swords drawn.

They have always had sharp eyes and ears, and when they heard the sound of the inkstone falling to the ground, they knew at a glance that it was the ghosts of the Guozijian next door, and they all rushed out from the door.

When Li Ji saw Jin Yiwei approaching, he immediately shouted: "Here they come! They are here! Today they are bullying Brother Yang, we must not let them be arrogant again."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the persimmon in his hand and threw it towards Yu Chacha like a shot put.

Yu Chacha raised his eyebrows, leaned to the side, raised his hand and climbed down a branch full of persimmons, aimed at Li Ji, picked off the persimmons on the branch and smashed them one by one.

Persimmons grow as hard as rocks in late winter, and they hurt when they hit the body.

He shot very accurately, Li Ji couldn't dodge, and immediately covered his head and face, screaming in pain.

The people in Guozijian were aroused to be aggressive by the persimmons that were thrown on them one after another, so they couldn't care less, picked up the fruit that He Zhiyang had just put on the ground, and threw it at the people on the wall.

He Zhiyang: "..."

The fruit came back and forth like small hailstones, mixed with provocations and scolding from both sides.

The weapons in Guozijian's hands were all thrown by Qiao Yue just now, but Jin Yiwei was leaning against the persimmon tree, so naturally the output was more intense and fierce.Li Ji cursed, and Huo Yao took cover in front, He Zhiyang led the crowd to retreat and shift positions, climbed up another wall, and there were a few trees next to the wall anyway.

After a long drought and rain, Feng Jing and others used their hands and feet together to pull out the "weapon" on the persimmon tree beside them in the blink of an eye.

After the Cuju last time, many people in Jinyiwei were admiring and curious about the Imperial College, and somewhat wanted to get close to each other. This time, the two sides felt some playful fun.

The teenagers were fighting on the wall, and the persimmons fell to the ground. The sparrows standing on the wall flapped their wings and flew towards the sky.

Just as the fight was inseparable, suddenly there was a burst of chaotic footsteps from the corridor.

Hearing the news, Jian Cheng of the Imperial College rushed over in a hurry, looked up, and was so angry that his hands trembled and he wanted to pass his breath.

In the past, the red persimmons covered the branches like little lanterns, but now there are only dead branches and leaves, and the bare branches point to the sky, like a silent complaint.

Jiancheng swept the scattered persimmons all over the ground, raised his head and shouted sharply: "Students of the Imperial College, all come down from the fence!"

The teenagers did something wrong in desperation, and jumped off the wall one after another amidst the teacher's reprimand, each with their heads drooping.

Seeing this, Qiao Yue jumped off the wall and said to the supervisor, "This matter happened because of me, so I'll go with you."

Jin Yiwei is independent from all the yamen, and now he is very arrogant. The current minister Xungui would bow his head and bow his head when he saw him, let alone him as a small supervisor?

Seeing this, someone ran to the Imperial College Jijiu and Jin Yiwei Nie Zhen to comfort him.

Jin Yiwei and Guozijian all knelt down in the corridor neatly, all of them were disheveled, and many of them had bruised noses and swollen faces from being smashed.

Brothers and sisters were punished together, but the place where they knelt had to be divided into the Chu River and the Han Dynasty, and each of them raised their heads like fighting cocks.

Seeing this scene, Guozijian Jijiu shook his head, half helpless and half funny, and cupped his hands to Nie Zhenfu, "The children's jokes and fights went too far. It's the official's inability to control the students, which disturbed Zhenfu."

Nie Zhenfu rushed over with surprise on his face. He knew that Qiao Yue was safe, so why did he hear that he took the lead and picked the persimmons beside the wall?

It's a good thing they didn't use dark force when they made a move, otherwise they would inject force into the acupoints and smash a few of them on the spot.

To put it bluntly, this matter was due to the young people's unwillingness to give in to each other, but it was not a major event that alarmed the government and the public.But the persimmon grove was the source of daily expenses for the office staff of the two schools, and now it was destroyed, and no one felt relieved.

Jijiu sighed: "You are people who read the books of sages and sages, and every drink and food are filled with people's fat and people's anointing. Do you know how many people's hard work you have spoiled!"

The teenagers at the Imperial College secretly lowered their heads when they thought of the messy persimmons all over the floor. They were from a noble family, and since they were young, they were educated and sensible, so they seldom do such presumptuous things.

Jin Yiwei was also a little uncomfortable. They were aggressive people, so naturally they would not pay attention to a few persimmons.

It's just that seeing the faces of the teenagers who were playing and playing with them just now are all serious, and I can't help but feel uncomfortable.

Nie Zhenfu looked at the Jinyiwei people, coughed twice and said: "Every move of yours is related to the dignity of the court, how can you easily use force to cause trouble? What's more, it is His Majesty's will to have a good relationship between the two schools, don't you remember it? "

Jin Yiwei's expression froze: "This subordinate knows his mistake and is willing to accept the punishment."

"Forget it, I still miss you." Nie Zhenfu snorted coldly, and said solemnly: "Is there nowhere to use all my strength? Before today's practice, I will run around the two schools a hundred times! Watch as you run, What a forest you destroyed!"

Guozijian Jijiu immediately followed the formation: "Guozijian is going to copy the book of rites a hundred times, and submit it to me the day after tomorrow."

Both Jin Yiwei and Guozijian knew that this matter was hit right, and the teacher would definitely be punished, and they were secretly relieved when they really waited.

After all, for Jin Yiwei, running is not so strict, and for the Imperial College, copying books is even more commonplace.

Ji Jiu and Nie Zhen caressed the teenagers to heave a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and made up their minds.

Jijiu made up his mind to teach them a lesson, raised his eyebrows and said: "Jin Yiwei's method is very good. When running, look at the persimmon grove destroyed by you, it is also a wake-up call! Guozijian, don't kneel down, and go out with Jin Yiwei later [-] laps penalty."

One hundred... one hundred laps!

Everyone in the Imperial College stared wide-eyed: "Ah!?"

The teacher actually fined them to run, or fifty laps?

After running, do they still have the life to copy books?

They originally wanted to argue and act coquettishly, but since Jin Yiwei was on the sidelines again, they didn't want to admit cowardice, so they all wrote "Oh, I just run away."

Nie Zhenfu looked at the gloating Jin Yiwei, and said: "Jin Yiwei must also be sensible and know etiquette, and go to the Imperial College to copy books a hundred times, and it will be difficult."

After finishing speaking, he and Guozijian Jijiu looked at each other, and both of them knew each other.

Imperial College: "..."

Jin Yiwei: "..."

What about the old enemy?What about disharmony?

How to deal with them, when the adults agree and unite unprecedentedly?

Nie Zhenfu waved his hand and urged, "Get up, let's go for a run outside."

All the teenagers walked out of the gate one by one, Feng Jing said with a mournful face, "Brother Yang, do we really want to run?"

He Zhiyang jumped on the spot to exercise his muscles and bones: "Run, who can hide at this time."

"Is it done? Don't hold on." Jin Yiwei ran away first with a smile: "Don't run and cry in the street."

The combined space of the two schools is not small, and running a hundred laps can really exhaust a person to death.

The people in the Imperial College couldn't compare to Jin Yiwei's daily drills, and they gradually became exhausted from running.

Xu Yiqing's footsteps were heavy, he was out of breath, and a bean of sweat gushed out from his forehead. He wiped Qing Juan's cheek with his sleeve, trying to hold himself back from falling down.

Yu Chacha thief Xixi approached: "Dude, are you tired?"

Xu Yiqing looked at him warily.

"Can I run for you?" Yu Chacha blinked and said courteously, "You sit by the side of the road and just give me a few laps."

There will be no pies in the world, let alone the pies were given to you by Jin Yiwei?

Xu Yiqing couldn't digest this big cake.

"No need." Xu Yiqing's voice was not loud, but he was quite determined: "If you can run, I can run too. I will never bow to Jin Yiwei, so don't get me."

During the cuju competition, they fought desperately for breath, and this breath cannot be vented from him.

"I'll punish you for running, and you will punish me for copying." Yu Chacha scratched his head: "How could this be bowing your head? It's clearly...a fair and just transaction."

Xu Yiqing, a good student whose legs were about to break, said, "?"

And this kind of operation?

Change the way of life, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright?

It's over, his will is not firm anymore, looking at the road ahead that he can't go on, he actually thinks what Yu Chacha said is very reasonable...

As a human being, why torture yourself.

Xu Yiqing copied a good book, so it's not a big deal to copy a few pages for Jin Yiwei.

The two looked at each other, slowed down in unison, and turned to the corner door to mutter.

"You... what are you talking about?"

Li Ji ran over clutching his stomach, he just tried to be brave and insisted on running with Jin Yiwei, but he got a cold wind in his stomach,

At home, he was also a noble and noble son. He had never suffered so much. He gritted his teeth and endured two laps, and his speed also slowed down.

Yu Chacha couldn't stand it even when he was here, so he immediately told him the whole plan.

"That's a good idea!" Li Ji defected faster than Xu Yiqing, without even struggling at all, and said straightforwardly: "Let me just say, this is how the two schools should help each other, it's decided! Let's split up and find our partner buddies Son."

Not long after, Huo Yao, Feng Jing and others all came, Yu Chacha hooked his fingers, and everyone immediately put their arms around each other and formed a circle to whisper in secret.

After the deal was settled, the guards in Jinyi immediately felt relieved, as long as they were not allowed to copy books, they would be able to go to Nanjing.

And the young scholars of the Imperial College will also imitate different handwriting?From now on, tsk tsk, it will definitely benefit you endlessly!

A few hours ago, Jin Yiwei, who was extremely arrogant a few hours ago, immediately became extremely attentive, and helped him to the side of the road: "Sit down, buddy, we will run the remaining laps. In the future, the two schools will trade... No, there are still more exchanges !"

Qiao Yue and He Zhiyang happened to come running over, seeing the situation, they immediately understood what everyone meant.

Qiao Yue leaned over: "How many laps you have left, I will remember it on my brother's head."

He Zhiyang ran in a hurry, his cheeks were flushed, and his heart was beating fast: "I remember you? Hmph, I don't have the patience to copy books for you, sir."

"It's also because I'm going to pay you back." Qiao Yue clasped his wrist, trying to soften his voice as much as possible: "I'm willing to run for you, and you don't need to exchange things."

He Zhiyang looked at his classmates sitting by the roadside, the corners of his lips moved slightly.

Qiao Yue said it himself!

You don't have to pay any price to enjoy the benefits, and if you refuse it yourself, wouldn't you be sober?

He Zhiyang immediately put it away as soon as he saw it, and sat to the side soberly, watching Jin Yiwei and the others running around in a hurry.

After all, a hundred laps are a hundred laps, and after another half an hour of running, the guards in Jinyi also began to get tired, and their speed slowed down visibly with the naked eye.

I think so, they are about the same age, Jin Yiwei is not made of iron, how can they run dozens of laps without getting tired at all.

Xu Yiqing looked at Jin Yiwei who came running over one after another, and suddenly said: "It's quite cold to sit here, if I run around a few more times, I can warm my body, right Brother Yang?"

"I... I seem to be a little cold too?"

"It's really cold to sit here today, we're not trash, let's go for a couple of laps, look at those kids, they won't be able to make it..."

He Zhiyang and the Guozijian classmates got up and ran towards Jinyiwei one after another.

Seeing all the people from the Imperial College running towards them, Jin Yiwei was shocked: "The deal has been cancelled?"

"We can copy the book without error," everyone said one after another, "I just want to see you..."

The words lingered halfway around his mouth: "It's not because I saw you running in full swing, but...it's so cold when we sit. Let's run together to warm up our bodies."

"Yes, yes, warm up, the winter in the capital is really cold, ahem..."

Jin Yiwei: "?"

The cold wind blew in front of the school gate, and the teenagers stepped forward, shoulder to shoulder as they ran, and rushed forward together.

On one side are the young masters who study proudly, and on the other side are the domineering Jin Yiwei.

Soon after entering the court, they will have different worlds, each with their own attitudes and circles.

But right now they are still teenagers, no matter how fierce they are, they are still young. After being so childish and being punished together, the seemingly indestructible ice seal in their hearts has quietly disintegrated.

After running the number of laps, the teenagers' legs went limp, and they lay down at the gate of the school regardless of their sprawl, throwing down their face and telling the truth one after another.

"I'm so exhausted, I picked a few persimmons, copied the books, and ran away as punishment, and the persimmons won't come back even if I'm tired!"

"Water, water, thirsty!"

"No..." The Imperial College wondered: "Don't you Jinyiwei practice every day? Shouldn't you...do you not get tired after getting used to it?"

"We are used to living inhuman lives, but we are also human!" Yu Chacha asked bitterly, "How about the days of studying?"

"Reading... reading is also quite tiring." Huo Yao hummed: "I just want to fight like an eagle and run away, and be scolded by everyone... No, the dandy that everyone envies. I was overwhelmed by my father."

"Me too, buddy."

"...I thought you all had great ambitions and wanted to do something big in the imperial court..."

Pang Ying said truthfully, "That's to scare outsiders."

"...It seems that our Guozijian is an outsider?"

"No, no, as long as you copy the books for me, you are my wife!" Yu Chacha hurriedly said loudly, "No, it's my ancestor!"