Long Aotian knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Xia brought Yang Shouche here, of course, to ask what was going on these few days.

It's just that Fang Xia didn't expect that he hadn't asked yet. Yang Shouche had already admitted his mistake very frankly, only saying that it was his fault these few days, and sincerely begged for forgiveness.

Fang Xia: "..."

Everyone said that, what else could he do?

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On the other hand, with the calmness of the past few days, Yang Shouche has indeed figured it out.

As a teacher, it is normal for Master Fang to instruct students. He cannot be greedy just because of Master Fang's usual preference.

[Yang Mingliu] Listening to the heartbeat of the young man "myself" who is calming his mind, he couldn't help being silent for a moment.

He only knew that he was not smart when he was young, but being so stupid like this really refreshed the lower limit of his cognition.

When this person "figured it out", did he recall that he looked like he was suffering from lovesickness in the past few days, and he could copy the demeanor of writing love poems after copying a book? The look of turning the eyes reluctantly, even a fool can see that something is wrong.

【Yang Mingliu】I admit that I am a picky person.

After all, he has held power in the court for so many years, and he has never seen any amazing and talented people, so his eyes have naturally been raised, but at this moment, it is probably because he looks at people through Yang Shouche's eyes, but he feels that the people in front of him Seeing that everything is satisfactory, there is nothing inappropriate.

It was so "suitable" that he couldn't help but think, what would happen if he had such a person by his side back then?

This meaningless thought born in a trance was quickly wrapped up in extremely calm emotions.

【Yang Mingliu】I never regret every choice I made, but I seldom look back on the past, probably because those things are so lacklustre and boring that people feel like it’s a waste of time to recall them.

No matter what, the fact is that he didn't have such a person by his side back then.

He walked that road alone, a road that was completely opposite to his original intention.

Even if it wasn't for a coincidence, [Yang Mingliu] would have forgotten that his "self" looked like this when he was young.Sometimes when he looked at Yang Shouche, he felt in a trance, and had the illusion that it was really "himself"?Or it was just a phantom born of his big dream.

However, Yang Shouche's suspicion would only get worse.

[Yang Mingliu] Sneak, but this time he is mocking himself.

If you really have been idle for too long, you would think about so many boring and useless things.

Listening to the conversation between the two over there, they really did not hide their worries in every word.

What are you worried about?

Yang Shouche now has teachers to help him with his studies, makes friends with classmates, and even his life has improved because of copying books these days.Right now, the boy who is worth worrying about is himself, the possessed ghost, right?

[Yang Mingliu] He sneered in his heart: he guarded him tightly.

Regarding Yang Shouche's careful thinking, he was less and less inclined to remind him.

You know, he is different from this kid.

He is not a good person, and he never thought of being a good person.

It was a rare joy to see this kid being stupid.

After listening to the conversation between the two, [Yang Mingliu] had already expected Yang Shouche's question.

Sure enough, not long after he came back, Yang Shouche took the initiative to talk to him and asked, "Do you have any unfinished wishes?" ]

Although it was expected, [Yang Mingliu] still had a momentary mood swing after hearing this, and the perfunctory excuse he had prepared was not able to come out for a while.

Yang Shouche didn't notice this, it should be said that he had long been used to the ghost on his body being ignored.

Seeing that he was silent now, he just continued, [You saved Dad, and now even the things attached to Young Master Hong have been driven away, is there anything else you want to do? ]

No matter what, Yang Shouche was very grateful for the "gratitude of saving his father".

Yang Shouche knew that if he hadn't been reminded by the other party about the family visit, his father would have refused to go to the hospital with his stubborn temper.At that time, minor illnesses will turn into serious illnesses, and there is really no cure, and my father will be worried that his scientific examination will be delayed, so he will endure the day.

Yang Shouche couldn't think about how he should deal with it at that point.

--wish?

[Yang Mingliu] He silently read these two words in his heart.

In fact, he had this feeling after inexplicably attached to Yang Shouche: as long as his obsession disappeared, he could go back to where he should go.

How to get rid of obsession?

It's just to make up for regrets.

That regret is returning to his hometown with fame and fame, but seeing his father who was tortured by illness with only one bone left; that regret is the chief culprit who ruined his reputation back then, but he buried his bones happily in the underworld...

[Yang Mingliu] I thought it was these.

However, he saved his father, expelled "Hong Zimu", and justified his name... All these things touched him, but they were far from eliminating his obsession.

Until that sentence——

The young man's clear and bright voice exploded from the side, "I will be that living person!"

Like a meteor piercing the sky in the dark night, [Yang Mingliu] suddenly had a feeling: he can go.

The hazy thoughts shrouded in a cloud of mist were pushed aside.

It turns out that his "obsession" is this, and his "regret" is this.

Simultaneously with this enlightenment is a great sense of absurdity.

[Yang Mingliu] I even want to laugh.

If he had his own body right now, he would be laughing so hard that he would have no image of Mr. Shoufu.

— Isn’t that funny? !

It's just hilarious!

As if ironically, his whole life was one gigantic joke.

What's this? !what is this? ! !

How could he admit to this "obsession" of completely denying his past? !Why did he admit it? ! !

Several months had passed since the day he fell into the water, and Hong Yuanbao was finally picked up by the Hong family who came over.

It was Mr. Hong who personally brought his servants to pick him up. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he still had a smile on his face, which only made people who didn't know the inside story think that "it wasn't that my son became stupid after falling into the water, but that he became wise after falling into the water." ".

The head of the mountain, who was still thinking about how to explain to the Hong family, was stunned by Mr. Hong's attitude.

On the other hand, Fang Xia saw something when he saw Mr. Hong meeting, and hanging Buddhist beads, copper coins, and peace charms on his son.

After thinking about it again, he realized that Mr. Hong might have discovered his son's abnormality long ago.

After all, it is easy for the son who has been with him day and night and has grown up since he was a child to notice some changes. Besides, Fang Xia is not a person who can hide an intruder, so it is reasonable to be discovered.

Although Lao Shanzhang was puzzled by Mr. Hong's attitude, he still stepped forward to apologize.

The head of the mountain really complained about Hong Zimu's plagiarism and defamation of the academy's reputation. If it was just this matter, it would naturally be Master Hong who made the apology at this moment.But immediately after Hong Zimu fell into the water, although he saved his life, he was stupid, but now he has become the academy's crime. Lao Shanzhang doesn't want his academy to bear the burden of driving students to death and madness. reputation.

It's fine if you're an ordinary student, but Mr. Hong is a well-known squire in these ten miles and eight villages, and he donates a lot of money to the academy every year. Very sincere.

To Shan Zhang's apology, Mr. Hong waved his hands again and again to say no, and said with a more sincere attitude than the former: "I really read correctly, Yingping Academy is really an auspicious place full of literary spirit and blessed by the spirit of a saint."

This kind of sincerity only made Lao Shanchang's wrinkled face twitch, for a moment he couldn't tell whether the other party was talking ironically or not.

And at this moment, Mr. Hong saluted again, earnestly begging to go and see the pond where his son fell.

The head of the mountain hurriedly said: "Just in case, the railing has been repaired there."

Mr. Hong murmured, "Feng Shui has moved", which seemed a bit pity, but he quickly regained his energy and said that he still wanted to go and have a look.

The head of the mountain naturally agreed.

A group of people went to the pond again.

Old Master Hong urged his son who was behind, "Follow up quickly, Er Bao."

Hong Yuanbao also responded loudly, "Hey, okay, Dad."

Shan Chang stayed in the academy for many years, and all he heard was the sound of reading aloud, and all he heard were literati greetings. He hadn't heard such a down-to-earth conversation for a long time, and his face was obviously a little choked look.He simply took a step forward and led the way himself, as if he was out of sight and out of sight.

Fang Xia felt that it might be because Hong Yuanbao's current image was a bit hot-eyed.

With the operation that old man Hong instructed his servants when he got off the carriage just now, Hong Yuanbao's current attire has changed drastically.

His face was black and yellow, and he didn't know if it was plant ash or the yellow mud from where it came from; around his neck was a string of Buddhist beads, perhaps caused by Mr. Hong's simple thoughts. This string of Buddhist beads was big and round. It's not that the color and position are too obvious, it's almost impossible to recognize that it's a string of Buddhist beads; there is a yellow silk ribbon hanging on the body, and there are red patterns on it, which are obviously runes written in cinnabar; the copper coin and jade pendant on the waist are safe Needless to say, the talismans are obviously low-key things, and they are hung in such a dense string that they seem extravagant; what is even more exaggerated is that Hong Yuanbao is carrying a bundle on his back now... Yes, a bundle...a bundle of mahogany branches like a firewood.

Fang Xia: "..."

Fang Xia felt that if the head of the mountain hadn't really been ashamed, Master Hong would have been kicked out when he did these things just now.

But just looking at Hong Yuanbao's current body, he knew that Mr. Hong had really begged all kinds of gods all these years.

I just don't know if he wears all the things from various families on his son, will the Taoist ancestor and the Buddha fight?Thinking about the current land boundary, perhaps a Confucian and Taoist saint can be added.

Fang Xia was almost amused by his own imagination.

But when he got to the pond, he realized that he still underestimated Mr. Hong.

As soon as he arrived at the place, the old man Hong took a step forward and whispered something in Shanzhang's ear.

He said it was "quiet", but with Mr. Hong's energetic voice, the movements were not too quiet, but the speed of his speech was a bit fast, and Mr. Hong's words contained a little dialect meaning, so Fang Xia couldn't hear clearly. .

But looking at Shan Chang's obviously stunned expression, he knew that this was probably not a normal request.However, the old mountain chief finally nodded and agreed, but his expression was a little bit reluctant.

Soon, Fang Xia knew exactly what the old man Hong asked for.

The latter waved his hand, and the servants who followed immediately dispersed in a well-trained manner. He didn't know where to get the water container, and started to draw up water in a gesture of trying to dry up the pond.

Fang Xia: "...?"

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