The return of the national teacher warp speed

"The name is not good either, it's too undignified to call it." Chu Xiang said, "From now on, you and I will be named Chu, and the name... um..."

——He met a little girl by the water and was saved by her. This little girl is convinced that he is a "demon star", so why not—

"Chu Hexing, I'll call you Xiaoxing, is that okay?"

Chu Xiang turned her head and found the little girl standing three meters away, with a pair of big eyes twinkling on her too thin face, staring round.

So he joked: "What's the matter with you, standing there like an ET."

Chu Hexing blinked her eyes, and a drop of something crystal rolled down. She turned her head and asked, "Alien body? What is that?"

... Accidentally mentioned an old meme about the future world, which the ancients still don't understand.Chu Xiang smiled and took the little girl's hand: "Well, that's a kind of person who lives in the stars. They look... very good-looking, and their eyes will shine like stars."

Chu Hexing thought for a long time: "You...you buy me, do you need me as a housekeeper tonight?"

"Tong..." Chu Xiang paused, and then slapped her on the back of the head, "I don't think so, I don't have this hobby."

The thinking of the two worlds appeared for the first time, and the girl protested: "I'm fourteen, I can do it well!"

You are only fourteen... Chu Xiang gently touched the top of her hair: "You are my younger sister now, don't tell me, in your eyes, I am a beast?"

Chu Hexing said blankly: "Sister... sister?"

"Yes, sister."

Chu Hexing: "Then...then I need to do—"

Chu Xiang interrupted her: "I need you to grow up safely."

……

The inn was overcrowded, so Chu Xiang led Xinde's younger sister to find a nice yard and rent it.

It is a stupid way to sit and eat, or to continue to let Chu Hexing go to Qianli Lake to fish. Chu Xiang needs to think about how to survive in the future.In particular, the little girl's empathy is always particularly strong. There are some begging children on the side of the road, and the little girl looks at them sadly for a long time.

"Brother Yaoxing, can't you buy them too?"

"...I can't buy everyone." Chu Xiang said helplessly.

Chu Hexing naturally knew it, she pursed her lips, and forced herself not to look at those peers who were huddled on the side of the road being chased away by the guards, and finally she said: "If only everyone could eat enough."

……

The season of the Spring Banquet has not yet passed, and the royal family has stolen it, but the Spring Banquet has not been delayed. The lost Dragon Sparrow Saber has the legend of the Emperor’s Sword. The Royal Family dare not publicize it at all. Exhausted?

Chu Xiang still needs to bite the bullet and go to those poetry collections where he moaned without illness, but now he really can't write a single poem, copying famous ancient poems from another world?Forget it, this kind of practice in the ancient time travel novels is very... stupid, and it's not in style.

In Linghe Pond, the eldest princess is titled Qing He, which is enough to tell that she really loves lotus. This season, her pond is full of lotus of various colors. I don’t know how many gardeners have spent to cultivate a strange variety.Chu Xiang stood alone by the lotus pond, avoiding the lively banquet in the front hall.

"The warm jade is fragrant in the spring scenery..."

From a distance, a line of verse came, but what Chu Xiang thought of was Xiao Xing's sunken cheeks.

The sound of dance and music came, and the crisp bells on the dancer's ankles fluttered far away, mixed with ambiguous poems. Chu Xiang stayed alone by the lotus pond, and couldn't help humming.

"Lawful words and pornographic songs." He came up with this evaluation.

The young master in Tsing Yi stood quietly by the lotus pond, and the pink lotus in full bloom in the pond became his foil instead. It would indeed be very unrefined to kill him.

But there was no other way, someone came quietly behind him, the sound of dance music was loud enough to cover his footsteps, besides, he was extra careful, the noble young man standing by the pool only looked at the lotus, and didn't look behind him at all the meaning of.

He thought: I'm sorry.

He held out his hand, and—

In an instant, the young master who was waiting to be slaughtered suddenly turned sideways, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and gently pulled it forward. Due to inertia, the perpetrator had no time to brake, and fell headlong into the lotus pond.

"There are only three things."

Chu Xiang stood by the lotus pond, looking indifferently at the people flopping in the water: "You are... Zhao... What's the matter?"

The person in the water choked on a big sip of water, bubbling and bubbling. Seeing that it was also a landlubber, Chu Xiang stretched out his hand and picked it up. He reluctantly carried him to the edge of the pool and let him lie on his stomach. It was impossible to pull him up—— —Chu Xiang moved her wrist, I am no longer the legendary captain who hits one hundred, I am bored.

The dusty memory was unlocked bit by bit, and Chu Xiang hesitated: "Zhao Linzhi, right?"

The one in the water was not a killer, he was also a scribe attending the Spring Banquet, and he seemed to be one of the four young masters.

Chu Xiang asked: "This is strange, why did you kill me?"

"You don't know?" Zhao Linzhi asked back.

Chu Xiang: "Should I know?"

"Where did you offend the eldest princess, just think for yourself."

Chu Xiang is solemn, he really can't remember these things, but judging from Zhao Linzhi's reaction and the previous two waves of assassinations - the eldest princess wants to kill him, this is true news, only the eldest princess is not afraid of Tiewei patrolling the street; But the eldest princess did not use iron guards, did not use official forces, but found some miscellaneous people to do it, which means that she did not commit a crime, but offended in private.

Offended in private, Chu Xiang frowned.

"I... I don't want to kill people either." Zhao Linzhi lay on the edge of the water, struggling to say, "We met once, and we have a classmate friendship. I can only say, Tianyan, you can't stay anymore, run away."

Chu Xiang nodded: "Thank you."

Then he kicked him back into the water.

When he led the team in and out of the pirate-infested star field, he did not rely on forgiveness.

……

When Chu Xiang returned to the main hall of the banquet, he was not alone in the discordant voice.

A kind of game is being played at the banquet. The dancing girl pours wine all over the place. She twirls and dances briskly. This is some kind of exotic dance. She puts a golden jug on her head and dances casually and flamboyantly , whoever jumps to, pours a glass of wine for whoever, and then the person stands up and improvises a song.

Among the nobles, Lan Jue, the lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, was particularly outstanding. Even Chu Xiang couldn't help but pay more attention to him.

The young king sat at the table, not paying attention to the singing and dancing in the field, nor eating, but only staring at the empty cup in hand. The dancer didn't know what was going on, she probably thought that this nobleman wanted to recite poems , even though there was no bounty on his table, the dancer still spun around and filled Lan Jue's wine glass coquettishly.

So the surrounding quiet down.

The Lan family of the Western Tang Dynasty, the former ruler of the country was relegated for offending the first emperor, and his fiefdom was also deprived. Later, the new emperor ascended the throne and amnesty the world. Half of the fiefs that had been redistributed were selected and returned to the youngest son of the Lan family, who is now the lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, Lan Jue.

Lan Jue stood up slowly holding the wine glass, everyone was looking at him, but most of them were watching jokes.Everyone knows that the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty grew up in a wild exile in his youth. There were no teachers of poetry, books, rituals and music there, and there were only plain barbarians and strange beasts. The story of the leader of the snake man became famous for a while, but it was accompanied by a legend in Shangdu that this man was illiterate.

Most of the nobles present thought that Lan Jue might not even be able to write his own name well, and writing poems could only be a joke.

poetry?

Lan Jue didn't have any unexpected talent for poetry, so he said frankly, "I don't know how to write poetry."

There was a muffled laughter all around.

In the first seat, the eldest princess was not present. The eldest princess' son-in-law was just a civil servant attached to the eldest princess. He said politely and kindly: "If you can't write a poem, you will be punished with alcohol."

Lan Jue seemed to have not understood the steps given by the son-in-law at all, and continued, "I didn't come to Beijing to compose poetry either."

The surroundings became quiet again.

"Jinzhou, where the Western Tang Dynasty is located, has been plagued by locusts for several years, and now the ground is full of refugees. But what I saw in the noble mansion of Shangdu was singing and dancing. Yesterday, Master Qin and Master Zhang jointly held a banquet. I even saw many nobles inducing vomiting in order to eat more different pastries, do you know—”

"Lord Lan, today is the right time for the spring feast, so saying this is a bit of a disappointment?" one person said suddenly.

"If you can't write poems, no one will blame you, so don't talk about him."

"that is……"

The person who spoke was a nobleman who was so fat that he could not see his eyes. He was dressed in a luxurious yellow dress. It was exactly what Lan Jue had said about Dahonghe Lord Qin, another old man who looked energetic and capable. He lived with a jade walking stick. On the head is a beautifully carved jade hibiscus, but unfortunately this person is the Ting Wei Lord Zhang.

In fact, from the moment he entered the capital, Lan Jue had no surprise that he would get such a result, he was just delusional, maybe, was there any chance.

When the soldiers were hungry and waiting for the battle, the nobles of Shangdu sang and danced to make peace, and had spring nights every night, seeing the turmoil in the world as nothing.

He slowly drank the wine in his hand, the taste of the wine was very light, but the smell of blood could be very strong.

"Since Lord Lan doesn't know how to compose poems, and he doesn't want to be punished, how about I compose poems for him?"

Suddenly a voice came from the side, the young man in Tsing Yi had a smile on his lips, his brows and eyes were curved, and he was handsome, standing among the weak nobles, like a green bamboo.

"Isn't this Chu Xiang? I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you are sick?" The son-in-law on the first seat laughed. Wen, but enough to be passed down through the ages."

Spread through the ages?Chu Xiang's smile gradually widened, which is not bad.

Lan Jue recognized this person. The weak young man who attacked the assassin at that time was also the one who bought the girl on the street. He thought that he might be trying to rescue him, so he stood silently by the side, knowing that the rescue was the right thing to do. Impossible to get it, I can't help feeling upset, I was thinking about what to do, only to hear the young man say softly:

"The oriole sings the spring flowers, and the jade dew blooms the hibiscus."

——This is already Chu Xiang's limit, so the nobles present frowned frequently, thinking, how come the fourth son of Tianyan, a generation of romantic celebrities, doesn't even match the rhyme?Only Da Honglu, who was dressed in yellow, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhang Tingwei's hibiscus walking stick beside him.

Lan Jue raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she had anticipated something.

Immediately afterwards, the young man's voice became clearer and colder, and he said:

"Autumn comes and the wind blows, everyone freezes to death."

There was deathly silence.

After a while, Lan Jue's applause drifted away alone, like a cold wind.

The author has something to say: Chu Xiang: I play games and call people thieves!