Like a doll.

Jiang Hua came back, looking at the spring breeze.

"Thanks for the hospitality!"

He held his hand and Shen Tong smiled and said, "Come often!"

"Definitely!" Jiang Hua smiled and said, "Next time we will receive you in Chang'an."

"That's easy to say!" Shen Tong handed over his hand, "Have a nice trip."

The mission set off.

Galloping all the way.

The accompanying Northern Liao officials were somewhat unable to bear the hardship.

But Jiang Hua still dislikes himself for being too slow.

Return to Chang'an one day early, and ask for merit one day early.

On the other side, Zhang Xian is galloping as a businessman.

"Are you going to collect debts so quickly?" the sergeant at the checkpoint on the road laughed.

Zhang Xian handed over the three cents in accordance with the unspoken rules and cursed: "You idiot, I paid for the goods in advance. The goods were supposed to be sent to Ningxing last month. You are trying to waste my money!" "

"Maybe the person has already run away."

The sergeants laughed and let him go.

"A monk who can run can't run away from the temple!" Zhang Xian galloped on his horse.

"Let's settle this grudge slowly!"

...

On the fifth day, the mission came to a ferry.

This is a big river, and the water is so strong that I feel a little dizzy standing on the edge.

As the boat came closer, Jiang Hua asked, "Are you sure of such a big water?"

The boat boss patted his chest and said confidently: "In the thirty miles around here, the little man is the best at punting, and everyone admires him!"

Jiang Hua felt relieved and asked casually, "But the boat didn't capsize?"

The boss of the boat said: "It has been turned over five times."

The waiter changed his color, "Then you still dare to say that your own punting company is the best?"

The boss of the ship said: "The villain can escape death five times, this is his skill!"

The waiter's face was earth-colored.

But we still have to cross the river.

Jiang Hua even said that his family was the first to board the ship.

Fame and wealth can make people ignore life and death.

It can make people sell their souls.

Jiang Hua got on the boat, looked back and said, "Yang Sheren, get on the boat!"

Yang Yuan was silent along the way, and everyone knew that he was struggling in his heart, so they didn't bother him.

Although he was conflicted in his heart, Yang Yuan still won the initiative for Datang this time, and he would probably be promoted when he returned.

Even Jiang Hua was much polite to him.

"No."

Yang Yuan shook his head.

"You..." Jiang Hua was stunned, thinking, are you going to stay in Beiliao?

"Yang () Sheren, get on the boat!"

The accompanying Beiliao official laughed.

"No."

Yang Yuan looked at the river and suddenly drew his sword.

"What are you going to do!?"

The people around him suddenly backed away.

Yang Yuan put the horizontal knife on his neck, Jiang Hua said: "Yang Sheren, are you crazy?"

The accompanying official said: "Yang Sheren, you have made great achievements and you will definitely be promoted when you return. What are you doing?"

Yang Yuan looked at the mighty river and said: "I promised Bei Liao that I would serve the king. But after all, I can't live up to my ancestors. Today, I will die to repay my family and country."

Pull the knife horizontally.

Blood spurts out.

Yang Yuan's body shook a few times, then he fell into the river with a pop.

Immediately, he was swept away by the river.

...

The days of metaphysics are quiet.

Get up in the morning to practice, do morning exercises, have breakfast, and then have free time.

Ning Yayun rarely walked out of the check-in room and walked slowly through the mountain gate.

"Have you chosen the secret technique for Ah Liang, Master?"

An Ziyu played with the smooth ruler and glanced at the disciple standing diagonally opposite. The disciple shuddered, quickly lowered his head, and ran away as fast as he could after they passed by.

"I asked Ah Liang to give it a try and let's see how he feels in the past few days."

Ning Yayun swore that she had never been so cautious in her life.

"It seems that the headmaster and his disciples have never been so cautious, right?" An Ziyu didn't open any pot.

"That's Ah Liang!" Ning Yayun said with a smile.

An Ziyu asked: "Should A Liang be here today?"

"Um!"

Ning Yayun stopped, "It's time for me to go back."

"Farming today!" An Ziyu said: "The master should lead by example."

Metaphysics has a long history, and most of it was idle clouds and wild cranes.

Xianyun Yehe sounds free and easy, but people have to eat whole grains to live, and metaphysics cannot learn the methods of attracting believers to donate, so they have to farm to support themselves.

In the room where the secret techniques are stored in Metaphysics, the volume of secret techniques placed at the front is called: The Way of Farming.

This is the explanation given by the ancestor of metaphysics. He said: What secret skills can fill your stomach?

Eat enough first.

Free and easy metaphysics is very pragmatic at heart.

It’s just that I don’t have the desire to pursue fame and fortune.

When believers come to burn incense, metaphysicians sometimes feel that they are being disturbed.

When the believers didn't come, everyone started to argue or go to the mountains to play.

Naturally, Ning Yayun knows how to farm - in fact, the first lesson for metaphysics students is farming.

As the saying goes, after entering the mountain gate, the first thing you need to learn is how to support yourself.

Bend down, hold the wheat straw with your left hand, and wave the sickle with your right hand.

Although the action may seem simple, this is a job that requires proficiency.

If you use too little force, you will not be able to cut the wheat stalks. If you use too much force, you will hurt yourself.

Ning Yayun was obviously an experienced driver. After the sickle cut off a handful of wheat stalks, she was exhausted.

"Headmaster!"

Ning Yayun straightened up and saw A Liang running ahead.

The child smiled happily, and the professors and disciples beside him also smiled and waved.

"A Liang!"

"Why!"

Ning Yayun couldn't help but laugh.

"A Liang, come on!"
To be continued...