Your Majesty's Group Pet Manual [Ancient and Modern]

After coming out of the orphanage, the corners of Xie's and his wife's mouths never let go.

Mom and Dad, hey, Trick is calling them Mom and Dad...

The grandpas looked at them puzzled, is this still the legendary big boss and big star?

Suddenly, Mrs. Xie seemed to think of something, slapped her head, and said regretfully: "Oops, I forgot to record it. It should be recorded as a ringtone."

Grandpas: ? ? ?

Wei Hirano: There are people in this world who love Zai Zai more crazily than I do.

Mr. Xie comforted her: "It's okay, I will call again in the future."

"That's right." Mrs. Xie raised her smiling face again, looked at the grandpas, and said to them politely, "Thanks to Rongrong today, otherwise, we don't know what to do if we don't know what to do, thanks to Rongrong Taught so well."

Yang Bianzhang nodded slightly: "Rong Rong and Cici are both good boys, it's because of their own good feelings."

"Yes." Madam Xie smiled brightly, "Rongrong is really cute."

We left at the gate of the orphanage, and Wei Hirano was about to return to the company.

Wei Pingye had an acting class in the morning. As soon as he heard that His Majesty was injured, he told the course assistant and came out. The course assistant called him from behind, but he didn't hear clearly.

It is also a kind of youthful memory to be able to skip classes at the age of forty.

The assistant called him: "Wei Hirano, are you back?"

"On the way back, now."

Wei Hirano hung up the phone, and Cheng Zhiyuan said, "I'll take you to the bus."

"Need not."

Wei Hirano skillfully swept a motorcycle on the side of the road, put on his helmet, and rode on the motorcycle.

He waved to the other two grandpas: "Let's go."

Yang Bizhang and Cheng Zhiyuan nodded to him, Wei Pingye turned the accelerator to the deepest point, and the little eDonkey slid out.

Cheng Zhiyuan was puzzled: "Teacher, when did the general learn to ride an electric car?"

Yang Bianzhang said indifferently: "The colleagues in their company taught him to order takeout and play games. Recently, he has become addicted to online shopping. He bought a bunch of toys for His Majesty and piled them up at home."

Cheng Zhi seemed to understand and nodded: "I see, General Wei adapted very quickly."

Wei Hirano's modernization progress: 500%

Yang Bizhang thought of all the toys at home—from small jigsaw puzzle boards to large airplanes and trains, everything that one could expect to find, almost couldn’t be piled up.

There is also a little rubber duck. Yang Bizhang got up to drink water one night and accidentally stepped on the little duck that rolled to the ground. The little duck made a "quack" and almost sent him away.

Yang Bianzhang's eyebrows couldn't help but jump.

Looking at his expression, Cheng Zhiyuan understood something, and said weakly: "Teacher, let me take you to the station for a ride."

Yang Bianzhang nodded: "OK."

The two walked side by side towards the bus stop, and Yang Bianzhang asked, "Is your work going well recently?"

Cheng Zhijin nodded: "It's going well. I make snacks for the children every day and receive a sweet 'thank you'. I am already very satisfied."

"En." Yang Bianzhang asked again, "How did you read the calligraphy book I gave you last time?"

"I know most of the characters, and I can read newspapers and books."

"That's good. If you don't understand something, just call and ask me." Yang Bianzhang smiled, "Wei Hirano always calls, and calls when he sees words he doesn't understand. It's very annoying."

Cheng Zhiyuan asked: "Is the work of Tai Tuo going well recently?"

"It didn't go very well." Yang Bianzhang paused, "Old professors from other universities have brought their students here. I am different from them, and it is difficult to convince the public. Fortunately, Professor Zhang resisted all the arguments and retained me as an assistant. .”

"That……"

"It doesn't matter, Lu Yao knows the horsepower."

"Okay." Cheng Zhiyuan raised his head, "The car is here."

Yang Bianzhang said "goodbye" to him and got into the car.

Yang Bianzhang went back to Taoyuan Mountain by car.

These days, the archaeological work on Taoyuan Mountain is going on in an orderly manner, and the mountain is full of professors and students.

When Yang Bizhang got out of the car, he saw several staff members carrying cameras and filming.

When the archaeological work settled down, the staff of the TV station came over to make a program.

Yang Bizhang was afraid of hindering the filming, so he walked around to the side.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Professor Zhang, who was surrounded by students, waved to him and asked him to come over: "Benzhang, come."

Yang Bizhang stepped forward, Professor Zhang held his hand, and introduced to the camera: "This is my assistant, Yang Bizhang, Mr. Yang, who has the same name and surname as Taifu Yang of Guliang, it is a great fate."

"Bianzhang lives in Taoyuan Mountain, has no schooling, and has no sex, but those are all false. He is very knowledgeable, even better than me."

Yang Bianzhang said hastily, "I dare not take it for granted."

Professor Zhang took his hand and winked at him.

The archaeological work will come to an end in a few months. With so many new historical materials, there will be a period of high-volume papers on Guliang. Yang Bianzhang has no academic qualifications and is not well-known in the academic circle. It is even more difficult to publish papers.

Professor Zhang is helping him, at least to recognize him in public, so that it will not be so difficult for him to do things in the future.

Sure enough, as soon as they heard that there was such a person on Taoyuan Mountain, the staff of the TV station immediately became interested and prepared to interview him.

Yang Bianzhang had no choice but to accept it.

I just vaguely heard a few people muttering with jealousy, raising a person who has never been to elementary school so high, it seems that they are all studying for nothing.

On the playground of the orphanage, the children are having an activity class.

Rong Rong squatted on the ground, covered her head with one hand, and patted the small ball with the other, carefully.

The bag on her head is not in order yet, Rong Rong is still a little scared.

Rong Rong patted and counted at the same time: "One...two...three..."

Sting laughed at him: "Shaggy, you are a coward."

"I'm not a coward!" Rong Rong patted the little ball hard, and the little ball flew straight towards the spine.

Jiji hurriedly covered his head and dodged it, the bag on his head was still not healed.

Rong Rong snorted, picked up the small ball, and continued to pat it: "One...two..."

The teacher said that it takes [-] shots to disband, but he hasn't done it yet.

Jiji squatted down beside him, waiting for him to finish filming and play together.

but……

"Furry, where have you counted?"

"ten!"

Jiji supported her head: "Then hurry up."

"Okay." Rong Rong thought for a while and continued to count, "One...two..."

Thorn:? ? ?

Oops, he forgot, Fluffy can only count to ten.

He counted like this, and he couldn't count to twenty for decades.

Jiji hurriedly said, "Shaggy, 'ten' is followed by 'eleven'."

"Ah? Oh." Rong Rong continued to count, "Ten... eleven... one... two..."

Sting: "..."

How could this be?

Stinging helplessly: "Let me count for you."

"Ok."

Jiji quickly counted to twenty: "Okay, let's go play something else."

"But I only counted to six."

"You can't count correctly, I'll teach you how to count later." Jiji took the small ball from Rongrong's hand, put it in the basket, and then ran away with Rongrong.

The two turned down their friends' invitations to a game of "pass the ball" and ran to the elephant to slide down the slide.

"Furry, I have something to tell you."

"it is good."

The two of them climbed up the slide and sat on it as before.

Jiji stretched out her little hand, wiped the wall of the slide, and wiped off all the traces drawn with stones.

Rong Rong was puzzled: "Tanci, what are you doing? This is your parents' scoreboard."

"I remember their scores in my heart. They now have 150 points. It's too troublesome to remember. Just wipe it off."

In fact, the real reason is that Jiji can't count to a hundred.

Jiji said seriously: "I have decided to turn this place into a calendar."

Rong Rong asked: "Calendar?"

"That's right, it's the calendar." Trick said seriously, "Furry, do you want to know when is the visiting day? Do you want to know when your grandpa will pick you up? Just look at the calendar."

"Huh...huh?" Rong Rong nodded and shook his head again, he wanted to know these things, but he couldn't understand what Jiji was talking about.

"Do you remember the last time we went out, when was it?"

Rong Rong thought for a while: "I remember, we ate the buffet!"

"I'm asking about the time!" Ji Ting had no choice but to scratch on the wall, "I don't remember either, so there's no way to forget it."

"It doesn't matter, Teacher Wen will tell us when the time is up." Rong Rong suddenly realized, "Jing, why do you count it as a visiting day?"

"I want to do the math."

Brother Sting's mind-reading machine started up: "You must be missing your parents and want to hang out with them."

"No!" Sting stomped, "I... I didn't just teach you how to count!"

"what?"

"Yeah, you can't even count to twenty, it's too embarrassing to play with me." Jiji stretched out his finger, scratching Rongrong's nose, "Little fool, shameface..."

The next second, Rong Rong stood up: "Then I won't play with you anymore!"

Rong Rong patted his hand away, slid down the slide by herself, and ran away.

Jiji sits on the slide: "Hey, fluffy..."

At noon today, lunch time.

Teacher Wen held hands and looked at the two strange children.

They are usually very close, why did they suddenly quarrel?

Rongrong and Cici sat facing each other, neither paying attention to the other.

Rong Rong ate with a small spoon, stuffed her mouth with rice, and ignored the prick.

Sting actually said that playing with him was very embarrassing!Rongrong is angry!

Cicada knew that she was wrong, but she was too embarrassed to say "I'm sorry".

Sting also held the spoon, flipped through the dishes on his plate, and asked in a low voice, "Shaggy, shall we play ball passing this afternoon?"

Rong Rong chewed the rice, shook her head, and said vaguely: "Don't...you go play with a friend who can count to twenty, I will be ashamed."

Ting Ting paused, then scooped up the biggest piece of tomato: "Rong Rong, I'll eat it for you."

Rongrong couldn't resist the temptation, just when she was about to eat the tomato, she heard Cici say: "You have eaten my tomato, so you want to play with me."

Rong Rong immediately put down the spoon and said seriously: "But you haven't apologized to me yet."

"I've already apologized to you."

"No, I didn't even hear it."

"I said it in my heart." Cicada was confident, looking at Rongrong, he lost his temper again, "Okay, Fluffy, I'm sorry, I shouldn't call you shameless."

Rongrong beat the tomato into her own bowl, stirred it with a spoon, and turned it into tomato bibimbap.

"It's okay." Rong Rong took a mouthful of food, "Then do you admit it?"

"Admit what?"

"Admit that you're looking forward to visiting day and that you want to hang out with your mom and dad."

"Okay, I admit it." Trick said, "I kind of like playing with them."

Rong Rong nodded: "I like it too."

"Let's play somewhere else next time, I want to play a game console."

"Game console?"

"It's Whack-a-mole, I saw it on TV and I wanted to play it."

Rong Rong was shocked: "Why do you want to hit gophers? You can't hit gophers!"

"Furry, it's a gopher, not a hamster!" Thorn explained, "It's not the little hamster on your clothes, it's a gopher!"

"They're all rats, no!"

Stinging helplessly: "Okay then, let's play something else."

Teacher Wen made a meal for the French fries, then turned around, and found that Rongrong and Cicada had reconciled.

The little one is getting better so fast.

Rong Rong and Ji Ci propped their heads together, imagining the arrival of Visiting Day, where they could go out and play with their parents.

"Ting Ting, I want to go out and play right now."

"Me too."

But neither grandpa nor parents could come in.

Rong Rong had an idea: "By the way, Tac, we still have a parent in the orphanage."

Sting nodded: "Yes."

In the afternoon, Rong Rong and Ji Ting took their snacks and ran to the staff dormitory to find Cheng Zhinian.

"Grandpa Cheng!"

I can't find other parents, but Grandpa Cheng is in the orphanage, so you can play with him!

Jiji turned her head and gave a "hush" to Rongrong.

"Shaggy, your grandpa must be in the dormitory. Let's rush in now and shout, it will definitely startle him."

"You can't scare my grandpa..."

"It's not scaring, it's a prank."

"Hmm..." Rong Rong thought for a while, "That won't work either."

Jiji pulled him back: "It doesn't matter."

The two ran to the door and glanced through the window.

Citing pushed open the door, before he could shout, Rong Rong wanted to remind his grandfather, so he shouted: "Grandpa Cheng, we are here!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was looking at his phone, when he heard them coming in, he quickly turned off the phone screen.

But he was sitting on the sofa by the door, Rongrong had already seen it.

Rong Rong asked suspiciously: "Grandpa, is Grandpa Yang also a big star? Grandpa Yang is also on TV?"

"No, Grandpa Yang didn't appear on TV."

"I see, it's Grandpa Yang on the phone." Rong Rong ran over and climbed onto the sofa, "Grandpa, I want to watch that station just now, show me."

Jiji was also very curious: "What happened?"

Unable to resist the children's fuss, Cheng Zhiyuan turned on the phone anyway.

It was a short video.

[Primary school archaeologists?Real talent and learning, or nepotism, and a vegetarian meal? 】

The video captures the list of participants announced by the Taoyuanshan Archaeological Project, as well as a few words of Professor Zhang's interview.

"...I didn't go to school, and I didn't..."

It refers to Yang Bianzhang.

Rong Rong looked at the phone, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief. Although he couldn't read the words, he could understand the voice, and he could tell whether the tone was good or bad.

【This Mr. Yang, is he a high-ranking man who lives in seclusion in the mountains, or a civilian who pretends to be a ghost?Professor Zhang, who supported him all the way, was lowered, or was he nepotism?Please Taoyuan officials give us a reasonable explanation. 】

The comments below are even worse, but fortunately Rongrong can't read.

But these are also ugly, Rong Rong raised his head: "Grandpa Cheng?"

Cheng Zhiyuan hugged him and comforted him: "It's all right, don't worry, Your Majesty, Grandpa Yang is definitely fine."

"I want to call Grandpa."

"it is good."

Rong Rong was sitting on the sofa, holding the phone in both hands, listening to the beeping sound from the phone, she was about to cry.

He was more wronged than Grandpa Yang.

Finally, the call was connected.

Rong Rong cried out in a crying voice: "Grandpa Yang..."

Yang Bianzhang was surprised: "What's the matter? Your Majesty, who bullied Your Majesty?"

Rong Rong said aggrievedly: "Grandpa, someone said bad things about you."

"It's okay, those are not true, Professor Zhang is preparing to clarify for me."

"They are bad guys." Rong Rong sniffed, "Grandpa, you want to defeat the bad guys..."

Yang Bianzhang smiled: "Yes, Grandpa complies."

"Well, come on, Grandpa."

"Okay, my Majesty, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Rong still lowered her head, looking unhappy.

Cheng Zhijin rubbed his little face: "Your Majesty, don't worry, it's okay. Grandpa Yang is a really powerful person. A little bit of rumors will be cleared up soon."

"Ah."

Sting also patted him: "Don't worry, your lord is much more powerful than we imagined."

Rong Rong retorted: "If someone scolds me, I will feel sad. When adults are scolded, adults will also feel sad."

Jiji nodded: "But if you are so angry, your grandpa will be even more sad."

Rong Rong raised his head, Ting Ting continued: "If someone scolds him, he will only feel a little sad. If you are unhappy, he will be very sad."

Of course, what grandpa cares most about is Rongrong.

Rong Rong adjusted her state and put away her bulging cheeks.

Cheng Zhiyuan played puzzles with the two children for a while, and they cheered up.

Before leaving, Rong Rong told Grandpa Cheng: "Grandpa, if you have something to tell me, I'm a big..."

He doesn't seem like a grown-up yet.

Rong Rong thought for a while: "I'm a 'big kid'!"

"Got it." Cheng Zhiyuan touched his little head, "Go back and play."

After seeing off the two children, Cheng Zhiyuan returned to the dormitory and continued to look at his phone.

That video fermented quickly, and the comments below were not very pleasant.

【Ah... I can do archeology without even going to elementary school, I really can do it myself】

[The archaeological team is here after brushing the qualifications, will you lose money if you damage the cultural relics? 】

Occasionally, there were one or two comments saying that it was not so easy to join the archaeological team, and they were quickly deleted.

Cheng Zhiyuan sighed, ready to clarify for Yang Bianzhang.

But he refreshed it, and suddenly found that there was an extra reply under each comment in the comment area.

[You can't do it! 】

[The cultural relics are all written by him, you ask him if he will pay?I bother】

[Whether he has real talent or learning, the professor of the archaeological team knows better than you, you have never seen anyone else, so you leave it here]

The tone was very familiar, and Cheng Zhi took a closer look at the person's nickname.

Well, Lao Wei Lao Wei knows nothing, it's him.

General Wei's battle comment area.

Cheng Zhijin thought about it, and then called Yang Bianzhang.

Yang Bianzhang answered the phone: "Your Majesty?"

Cheng Zhijin said: "Your Majesty has gone back, but I'm still a little unhappy."

"It's okay, it's just that when I was interviewed last time, I was secretly filmed. Professor Zhang was so angry that he was going to make a video to help me clarify, but he was so angry that his hands were shaking, he wiped his tears and said sorry to me. We have already contacted the TV station. It's being processed."

"En." Cheng Zhijin thought for a while, and then said, "Teacher Yang, don't be too sad."

Yang Bianzhang said indifferently: "I'm already prepared. The information in modern society is so convenient, you can praise Wei Pingye to the sky, and you can also demote me to mud. It's the same. People can't just take advantage, I'm not surprised."

Cheng Zhijin smiled: "That's right, Taifu has always been open-minded, but Wei Pingye is so angry that he will help you talk in the comment section."

"I saw it." Yang Bianzhang smiled, "I'll call him later to report his safety."

"It's good that the master is fine, I thought..."

"I have experienced being reprimanded by the emperor in front of the hall before. What's the matter? Just clarify."

When Yang Bianzhang called, several young students were outside the door, looking curiously or tentatively.

He turned his head and took a look, leaning on the back of the chair: "I came here, I will naturally learn to adapt to the changes in modern society, but I can't always learn, modern society must also learn to accept my sudden birth."

"The people who secretly took pictures are just people on the mountain, and they will always be caught."

Traveling to modern times, Yang Bizhang, an ancient man, had official uniforms and jade wats that he carried with him, and any one he took out would be a treasure.

However, it is really not what he is after to have ancient utensils without the strength of the ancients.

At this moment, Rongrong and Tac are playing on the playground.

Rong Rong jumped up and down in the sandpit: "Hmph! Bad guys are not allowed to bully my grandpa!"

Jiji sat beside him, propped his head up and looked at him.