Thought

On the other side, it was getting late, and the town where Muxin Academy was located had already been lit with lights.Qi Hui led a group of people to an elegant study.

The four elegant characters of Zhiyuan Study on the dark plaque are faintly visible under the light, and palm-sized flowers are blooming in the corner.

The faint sound of silk and bamboo came out, fluttering and flickering, attracting passers-by to visit.

Qi Hui chuckled lightly, recalled everyone's thoughts, and walked into Zhiyuan's study first, and two bookboys dressed as teenagers came to meet him.

"The room has been booked, you go there. The owner of Zhiyuan Digital has a two-point friendship with me." Qi Hui smiled apologetically, "You guys have fun."

Everyone signaled that it's okay, Qi Hui is not at their level.Guided by the book boy, he walked into the booked study room.

Qi Hui was led by another book boy to a room in the middle of the corridor on the second floor, where the book boy nodded to Qi Hui and left automatically.

Qi Hui pushed open the door and walked in.

"Why did you arrive so late?" asked a slightly dissatisfied voice.

Qi Hui waved his hand, "For some reason, those guys are entangled by a newcomer to the academy. It's useless."

"Oh? Who is it?" The boy in the room asked with interest.

"The son of the Marquis of Zhenyuan." Qi Hui was thoughtful, "I thought the Marquis of Zhenyuan had fallen, but I didn't expect this little prince to be a fool.".

The young man nodded in agreement, "Although the Marquis of Zhenyuan has fallen, the son-in-law of the Marquis of Zhenyuan and the Xiang family still stand tall in the court."

Speaking of which, the boy turned over and lay down on the soft couch behind him, sighing, "That means you can't have fun with him, it's boring."

"It's not impossible, just don't let people know." Qi Hui smiled indifferently, "Ji Lan, be careful."

Ji Lan chuckled, "I'll just wait for your words."

"Take it easy recently." Qi Hui, who was drinking tea, said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ji Lan looked over suspiciously and saw Qi Hui calm and composed.It's just that if you are really calm and composed, you won't remind him to restrain his behavior.

The smile on Ji Lan's face restrained, "What happened?"

"Not sure." Qi Hui shook his head, "Father has been busy with business recently, and he hasn't asked me about my studies for a long time." Qi Hui's tone seemed disappointed when he said this, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.

At the same time, Ji Lan was also thoughtful, looking up at the beam, "What are you worried about, you are his only son, I will remember it after a while."

The teacup was placed on the table with a "smack" sound, "I hope so."

Countless veils are hung in every corner of the room, and the night wind blows in through the open windows, blowing the veils and swaying gently.The clear sound of silk and bamboo in the corner came from behind the splash-ink landscape painting screen, lingering in the whole room.

The sound of gurgling water surrounds the entire room, with rockery and flowers dotted among them.There are everything from pen, ink, paper and inkstone, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

At this time, two people were arguing in the middle.

Mu Nian lowered his head, and Wang Lu was beside him.

"Brother Mu, since you're here, why don't you try the delicious food and wine here?" Wang Lu pinched the sapphire wine bottle and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, a trace of satisfaction flashed across his face, "The Sangluo wine in Zhiyuan Study is famous far and wide."

"That's right. I heard that Zhiyuan Study's Sangluo wine is famous." Han Tao raised his glass to gesture to Mu Nian, and said with a smile, "Thanks to you this time, brother Qi is willing to give away the long-held Sangluo wine. Take out the wine and enjoy it."

Mu Nian looked at the wine bottle on the table, blinked slowly, and reached out to pick it up.In the blue wine bottle, the Sangluo wine was colorless, transparent, clear and bright, and the faint fragrance spread to the tip of Mu Nian's nose.

"I'm not good at drinking, and my mother has to take care of me at home." Mu Nian said in a low voice, "Forgive me." He drank the Sang Luo wine in his hand and coughed twice in embarrassment.

The hidden danger in Wang Lu's eyes slowly dissipated, "Filial piety comes first, it should be, it should be. If you can't drink alcohol, Brother Mu will try the delicacies here, which is not inferior to the reputation of Sang Luojiu."

Mu Nian nodded, Wang Lu got up and went elsewhere.

"Ah! That's right." Han Tao patted his head, "Look at my memory, I haven't introduced myself yet. Next is Han Tao from Class A, from Huaqiao." After speaking, he winked at Xue Yi, "Tong Shi We met when we met!"

Mu Nian's better memory made him quickly pull out a portrait in his mind, "It's you."

"We happened to be across from each other at the time." Seeing that Mu Nian remembered it, Han Tao was also quite excited. It's not that you are being sentimental, but it feels great that others also remember you.

Moreover, "I have lost a lot of weight now, and I look like a scholar."

Mu Nian nodded, "It has indeed changed a lot."

To be honest, Mu Nian could remember that Han Tao had hundreds of people in the exam, not only because the room of the two of them was facing each other, but also because Han Tao's waist like a water tank and his difficult appearance when he was writing left a deep impression on him. .

A fat man appears in a group of thin people, like standing out from the crowd.

What happened in the past few years made a big fat man become taller.

"Hey, I can't bear to look back on the past." Han Tao sighed, "Come, come, eat, eat."

"Who is that?" Wang Lu glanced at Han Tao and Mu Nian who were chatting happily from the corner of his eye, "Why haven't I seen him before?"

"I heard that the knowledge is good, and the background behind it is also good. It is newly brought in." The eyes of the people on the side fell on the two people who were competing in calligraphy and painting. "Today is also the first time here."

After a while, Mu Nianqing's cold eyes were slightly distracted, and he sat on the seat blankly, looking straight at the perch in front of him.

Han Tao said a few words but Mu Nian didn't respond. He wondered why Mu Nian, who would echo him no matter what, didn't say anything?

Turning around, he called softly twice, "Brother Mu? Brother Mu?" Seeing that there was no answer, he shook Mu Nian with his hand.

Mu Nian finally moved, and turned his head slowly, "En?"

Han Tao looked at the dumbfounded Mu Nian in surprise, and couldn't laugh or cry, "Is there really a person who pours a glass in this world?" After speaking, he looked at Mu Nian curiously, and shook his five fingers in front of Mu Nian, "This is What?"

Mu Nian just stared blankly at a hand shaking in front of him, and said a meaningless "huh"?

"No way!", Han Tao held back his laughter, "Could it be possible that he can only say this one word when he's drunk?" Han Tao asked a few more words without giving up, "Where are you from? How old are you? Where do you live? "

Not surprisingly, Mu Nianjun replied with "Yes."

Han Tao couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect drunk brother Mu to be so cute.".

After a while, Han Tao, who had had enough of laughing, got up and asked the people around him where Mu Nian lived. After two or three places, he naturally asked Wang Lu.

Wang Lu raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect this result, "Brother Mu is drunk?"

"That's right." Han Tao let out a muffled laugh, "I didn't expect Brother Mu to be in such a system. No wonder when I spoke to him before, I always answered with a few numbers. In the end, I only said one word."

"In that case, please trouble Brother Han to send him back." Wang Lu's eyes flashed, and he wrote down a line of address on a piece of paper and handed it to Han Tao.

Han Tao nodded, patted his chest and promised to send Mu Nian home, "Definitely, I hit it off with Brother Mu, and we have a relationship before, so don't worry, Brother Wang!"

Helping the drunken Mu Nian out of the Zhiyuan study, Han Tao waited at the door for a while, and then a carriage drove over.

"Master." A book boy emerged from the carriage and asked, "Didn't you say that today will be a little late? Why so fast?"

"Isn't this going to send someone home?" Han Tao supported Mu Nian's body, looked at the book boy still staring blankly on it, pretending to be angry, "Are you still going to come down and help me, young master?"

The little book boy smiled and jumped off the two to help Han Tao and Mu Nian get into the carriage. Sitting in the carriage, Han Tao breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders were stiff, "Come here quickly, rub my shoulders for me."

"Young master, on weekdays the master teaches you to practice dancing and exercise your body. You are always lazy and playful. Either you are in pain or you want to study. Look, now you can't hold on when you are carrying a light person." The little book boy said skillfully. Rubbing his shoulders while complaining.

Han Tao choked up, unable to speak, "Don't tell me, brother Mu is really light."

"Yes, if he doesn't underestimate the young master, you still have the mood to talk to me now." The little book boy was a poisonous snake as always, seeing the veins on the young master's forehead, Mu Mu thoughtfully changed the subject, "Master, that man is quite good-looking of."

"En?" Han Tao turned his head and looked over. Mu Nian was leaning against the wall of the carriage, and his normally drooping head was slightly raised, because the hair that he helped all the way just now fell back, revealing a delicate face.

Especially a pair of eyes, clear and bright, black and white.

Han Tao realized in an instant, "Don't say it, I'm just a little bit worse than the young master." As he spoke, he opened the folding fan in his hand, and pulled the hair tie that was hanging down in front of him back behind him, beaming with joy.

The carriage wobbled for a while, and the little bookboy went out for a while and then came in again, "Master, there is still a long way to go to Master Mu's home, should we take Master Mu home together?"

Han Tao raised the curtain of the car, and it was pitch black outside. He thought for a while and shook his head, "No, Brother Mu still has his mother to take care of him. If he doesn't return overnight, what will happen?"

The little book boy scratched his head in distress, "Then what should I do? If you don't come home at night, the master will definitely train you well."

Hearing this, Han Tao also had an ugly face. If he went to Mu Nian's house, he would definitely not have time to get back home before dawn.Thinking about the hard days ahead, Han Tao had a bitter look on his face.

"Oh!" Han Tao let out a long sigh.

Holding his chin, his eyes suddenly brightened, "I can't go back, I can ask someone to report a letter for me!" After speaking, he looked at the little book boy with disgust, "Mu Mu, young master, I must be staying with you If they are affected together, they really are a piece of wood."

The book boy called Mu Mu wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, "Young master, what are you talking about? The master said that I am smart, so I can serve you by my side."

"Serving?", Han Tao rolled his eyes, the surveillance is almost the same, if he can't beat that bad old man, he will definitely throw the word "smart" in the face of that bad old man, and tell him to take a good look at what these four words look like !

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"In terms of cleverness~" Han Tao dragged his long voice, threw away the folding fan, and fluttered his hair, "It must be me!"

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