Ye Chunqiu smiled faintly, and was about to reply to Wang Hua's words casually...

Wang Hua interrupted Ye Chunqiu's words: "When I say that, Mr. Lu Ming actually sequels and sorted out the lost room inscription. Alas... I really want to see you, but he refuses to show it to others. It's really a pity. Chunqiu, Liu Meng has opened the article so well. It's hard to conclude the theme in one sentence. When I was young, I had a little bit of arrogance and wanted to give it a try, but the more I tried, I knew the difficulties..."

He was like an ordinary old man next door, and he turned the topic to his youth, but at this moment he heard the slave say, "The food is ready."

Ye Chunqiu's eyes lit up and there was food to eat.

What kind of humble room inscription is not that Ye Chunqiu doesn’t know how to be interested. You sister, you don’t have a sequel, but my mind has the best sequel that has been summarized by later generations. It is even very likely that it is Liu Yuxi’s original text, which is probably the result of archaeological discoveries after the Qing Dynasty. In short, you are looking forward to Mr. Lu Ming, but I still have to have a meal.

When the food was served, Ye Chunqiu was very rude, but... In addition to the pigeon soup, there was also a piece of pork trotter with sauce, but there was a plate of side dishes. Ye Chunqiu was eating it in a dim light. When he came to his senses, he touched his belly, but found that Wang Hua was sitting there from afar looking at him, with a look on his face, a little surprised.

He drank another cup of tea and then played a game. The sky was already dark. Wang Hua wanted Ye Chunqiu to stay overnight, but Ye Chunqiu refused. He bowed and said goodbye. He left the Wang family. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse at night. The miserable moonlight shone on the streets and alleys of the inner city of Nanjing. The mottled and ancient gravel streets and the courtyard walls along the way had a spot of ancient meaning.

While walking, Ye Chunqiu was a little dazed. He didn't know that he was a guest in his dream, he was the host or the guest here? Well, after all, this is a desirable place, and now he is a scholar-official who has no white diary. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get up quickly. When he arrived at the Imperial College, he was holding lanterns all night long. Ordinary people should fall asleep at this time. But for many people here, it was just the beginning of the day. Many cars and sedans were waiting here. Most of the donors were rich in their families, but came here to gilt. Therefore, when night fell, they found their fellow travelers, shouting and shouting, and they were going to appear in the place of fireworks all night long, and they were buying laughter for a long time.

Since the Tumu Fort Incident, the Ming Dynasty began to implement donations and the academic style has become increasingly deteriorated, which shows that.

Ye Chunqiu came back on foot and sweated all over, but his body became cool. From a distance, he saw Zhang Long and others coming with their backs. Zhang Long recognized Ye Chunqiu, so he came up and smiled and said, "It's Ye Jieyuan, haha... Ye Jieyuan is my fellow countryman. I have known him and I have been familiar with him for a long time. Where did Ye Jieyuan come from? Did he go back to school so early? Oh, such a beautiful scenery, how can you accompany you alone? Let's go to Qinhuai River..."

This Zhang Long relied on his recognition of Ye Chunqiu and looked arrogant, which attracted the envy of several other companions.

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips and bowed, "It turned out to be Brother Zhang. Oh, I just came back from visiting a friend. It was getting late. I had to rush back to school as soon as possible. My father has been waiting for a long time."

Zhang Long laughed and said, "Then why not invite your father to go with him? Brothers who fight tigers and go to battle father and son soldiers."

Damn, this person is so shameless.

Ye Chunqiu was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he just bowed and said, "Go away." Then he walked into the school.

When I returned to the room, I saw that the lights were still on my father's dormitory, and the paper window was shining through. I saw Ye Jing's shadow crawling on the desk, as if he was reading or writing. Ye Chunqiu did not disturb him and went straight into his room and fell asleep.

The doctoral association of Imperial College teaches in Minglun Hall, but the absenteeism rate of the supervisors is very high. The doctors also talk about being absent-minded. Ye Jing and Ye Chunqiu will arrive on time. There are many things that are not in the mind. When the doctors see Ye Chunqiu and Ye Jing come, they seem to feel respect, so they speak more vividly.

After a few days like this, the doctor finished his class, but said to Ye Chunqiu: "Chunqiu, stay, I have something to say to you."

Ye Chunqiu was confused and when the others dispersed, he bowed to the doctor: "What teachings does Dr. Zhou have?"

Dr. Zhou admired him very much. He had seen many talented men, but he was very rare at such a young age but not sharp. He liked Ye Chunqiu's temperament, so he smiled and said, "Mr. Lu Ming, do you recognize him?"

Ye Chunqiu had long forgotten this person and couldn't help but say, "Oh, I once met one."

Dr. Zhou said worriedly: "Recently, there have been many rumors on the streets and alleys, saying that Mr. Lu Ming made things difficult for you, but slapped himself. Mr. Lu Ming seemed to be angry and spoke, saying that you are ignorant and abandoned your studies."

Ye Chunqiu laughed in silence. This person's attitude was really bad. At first, he was here to provoke me, but he shot himself in the foot, which caused criticism. He was angry and looked unwilling to give up.

Dr. Zhou said: "Mr. Lu Ming is a real famous scholar, with many disciples and old officials. Don't have any disputes with him. Just study in school. Recently, the news has been tight, so don't cause trouble."

Ye Chunqiu felt Dr. Zhou's care and hurriedly said, "Students know, students will not value the rumors outside."

Dr. Zhou smiled happily and gave a few more words. Ye Chunqiu said goodbye. When he returned to the dormitory, he found that his father had gone out. He asked an assistant teacher who lived next door. He only then realized that a fellow villager brought him to the banquet. Ye Chunqiu didn't care. The father and son were independent. Ye Chunqiu returned to the room and sorted out his homework for a day. After falling asleep in a daze.

When I woke up the next day, I realized that my father came back late last night. After Ye Chunqiu went to wash up, he went to practice martial arts for a while. He was so energetic that Dr. Zhou came again. He didn't have to teach today, so he made a special trip to the backyard. Seeing Ye Chunqiu dancing with his sword, he stopped and then he turned his hands behind his back: "Chunqiu is in such a good health, which makes others envious. Oh, why did Mr. Lu Ming target Lingzun?"

Ye Chunqiu was stunned for a moment: "What..."

Dr. Zhou then realized that Ye Chunqiu was not aware of it, and he smiled bitterly: "I also learned the news early in the morning. It was said that it was the hometown association last night, and Ling Zun had a great ugly appearance. Mr. Lu Ming always said that Ling Zun was the father of Ye Jieyuan. He also said that Ling Zun was profound in his studies and had a lot of talent. Then he made things difficult for the exam questions. Your father could resist at first, but then he couldn't do it. He almost made a joke. Everyone couldn't stand it, so he stepped forward and turned around. Ling Zun got up and wanted to leave, but was angry by Mr. Lu Ming, who was not good at learning and ignorant, and he almost had a conflict. Mr. Lu Ming issued a letter of war and said that he wanted to ask Ling Zun for teaching questions. After three days, he would say at Linxiantai in Qinhuai River, he would not be allowed to claim himself to be a saint from then on."

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!