Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 129 Fainted
"Brother, Dongting is being polite."

"It turned out to be the Dongting of the Yang family. You have a very good reputation in the Guozijian recently. It is really good to see you today." Chen Yizhi said admiringly, and he was able to stand up in front of the government. No matter what, this courage is impressive. appreciate.

Chen Yizhi suddenly thought that he didn't need to fight, so he stopped people outside the courtyard, indicating that the students in this class are all educated and courteous. , you have nothing to do, go back to study."

All the students felt pain in their hearts.

The same is true for Yang Dongting and Zhou Shijie. No matter how good the study is, when there is only study left in the day, they will still be a little tired. It is easy to sneak out to let the wind out when there are people in the library.

Before the great cause could be accomplished, it was ruthlessly strangled by Chen Yizhi.

The students were reluctant to part with each step, turning back three times, and finally the gentleman who came to look for the students grabbed them one by one and took them all back.

Students outside Xiuli Hall came and went in a hurry.

Chen Yi's silver spear was useless.

Sigh to the sky, life is really lonely like snow.

I don't know how they talked with Mr. An.

Zhou Jijiu had already passed Zhitianming, and in two years he would be Ershun's age.

In the library on weekdays, he only taught one class a month.

No matter which courtyard you lecture in, the courtyard is full of people, no matter whether you can understand it or not, Zhou Jijiu’s class is a class that you can’t miss. Missing a class to say goodbye to your former classmates is like a galaxy separating the two.

When I have nothing to do, I stay in the repair yard.

Seeing which student outside the courtyard is going well, he will kindly give some pointers.

This is also one of the reasons why students gathered outside Xiuli courtyard in a short while.

Tired, tired.

Just in the backyard, lying on the leisure chair, enjoying life in the fantasy sea.

When Wang Xuanzhi and the others arrive.

Zhou Jijiu, with gray hair, squinted his eyes and lay on Xiaoyao, rocking back and forth with Xiaoyao, the yard was exceptionally quiet.

Zhou Zhuyun could see clearly that his head was already snow white.

When did A Weng in memory have frost and snow on his head?

Is it for the students of the Imperial College, or for her at home.

Zhou Zhuyun suddenly didn't dare to go forward to wake up the sleeping old man, and was about to turn around to leave, but the blanket on the old man fell on the ground, and the spring was cold, so if he slept like this, he would definitely catch the wind and cold.

She paced over and picked up the blanket on the ground.Little by little, it is covered for the elderly.

After the blanket was covered, the old man showed no sign of waking up.

Zhou Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a change in his body, which made the old man's eyes suddenly open.

Zhou Jijiu was surprised at first, and then overjoyed, "Yun Niang, you are finally willing to come to see me, even in your dream, it's all because Ah Weng is useless, you are not allowed to come to see Ah Weng because you gave birth to an unfilial son."

"Aweng hasn't seen you for more than a year, even if it's in a dream, come quickly and let Aweng see you."

Zhou Zhuyun couldn't hold back any longer, threw herself into the old man's arms, and cried.

Dao asked in a low voice, "Andao, shall we go out now?"

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head, "They will recover soon."

He believes in the master who taught him, and the younger generation who he watched grow up.

"Ah Weng, this is not a dream, I am Yunniang."

Zhou Zhuyun wiped away the teardrops on her face, her demeanor was no longer as gentle as before.

Zhou Jijiu was so startled that he wanted to get up immediately, but he just woke up from his sleep, his whole body limp and weak, he supported the chair with his hands, then fell back limply, which frightened the three of them.

It is not a trivial matter to fall when you are old.

Zhou Jijiu waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, and he didn't want Zhou Zhuyun to help him, "You have small arms and legs, how can you help me, An Dao hastened to come here." He blew his beard and stared at Wang Xuanzhi.

Contrary to the old rules, Zhou Zhuyun held onto one of his arms and did not let go, "Aunt doesn't like Yunniang anymore, it's okay for Yunniang to help you up." As he spoke, he was about to lift him up from the leisure chair .

The old man is weak, and the daughter-in-law is weak.

Wang Xuanzhi stepped forward quickly, and supported Zhou Jijiu's other arm.

After Zhou Jijiu got up, he half-closed his eyes and stared at Daoyi for a long time, "Isn't this the kid on Taiyi Mountain who only cares about eating beard cakes? Why did you come to our country's Zijian? It's An Dao who sent you Come to school?"

As he spoke, the expression on his face became particularly serious, completely different from the gentleness when he saw his granddaughter just now, "I don't care about other people, but there is no shortcut for me here."

Daoyi rolled her eyes in her heart, she didn't have such a hobby of being abused, she really wanted to experience life in the college, she would rather follow Mr Zhao from that day than follow this gentleman with two faces up.

Mr. Zhao, who was enjoying the spring bath, suddenly shivered, tightened his neckline, and resigned himself to the hand stove prepared by Mrs. Zhao.

"Ah Weng, what are you thinking, Mr. Xiao Lang is a teacher of Dali Temple, how could he come to the Imperial Academy to study, besides, the students in the Imperial Academy—" Zhou Zhuyun pulled Zhou Jijiu and acted like a baby.

Zhou Jijiu enjoys being close to his granddaughter very much. Although he hasn't seen her for a year and seems to have changed a lot, she is still the lovely granddaughter in his memory.

"Okay, okay, Yunniang has the final say."

Seeing that he was happy, Zhou Zhuyun also grinned, and as if she was afraid of worrying about him, she said softly: "Ah Weng, senior brother and Master Xiaoyi sent me back today, don't think too much about it."

Only then did Zhou Jijiu realize that something was wrong. The clothes Zhou Zhuyun was wearing were only worn by servants who sweep the house on weekdays. They didn't even have any pearls on them, and they were as clean as the clothes of the students of the Imperial College.

"Are you kicked out of the house by my unfilial son?" Zhou Jijiu was so angry that his beard was raised, and he was trembling when he walked. He found a stick in the backyard and was about to leave the fence.

It seems that he is going home to clean up the unfilial son.

Zhou Zhuyun grabbed him, "Ah Weng, Yunniang has something to tell you."

"Ok?"

Wang Xuanzhi reminded, "Look a little later, I see that something is wrong with Mr." Seeing her puzzled, he said, "Mr. puts his junior sister on top of his heart, because the uncle's lie really does not see his granddaughter, even if This is also too angry.

But in his impression that his granddaughter is doing well, after hearing about what happened to his junior sister, he might get sick from anger. "

Dao nodded repeatedly.

The two stood aside, listening to Zhou Zhuyun's experience in the past year.

Zhou Jijiu didn't say a word after listening.

His teeth were clenched tightly, the stick in his hand was rattling, the veins on the back of his hand were protruding, and his chest heaved rapidly.The three of them looked frightened and wanted to reach out to help him, but they were too imposing to do so.

Furious Confucian scholars are sometimes more terrifying than martial arts students.

Zhou Jijiufang was about to stand up when he heard voices outside Xiuli courtyard.

"Jijiu, Jijiu, Brother Li from Qingzhuyuan has an accident. He is now unconscious and is going to the doctor for treatment. Gentlemen, I am waiting for your idea." Across Chen Yizhi's spear, a student stretched After yelling, he immediately shrank back.

Chen Yizhi:
"Aon!"

Zhou Jijiu couldn't hold on anymore.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and then fell into Wang Xuanzhi's arms.

The person fell into a coma.

Wang Xuanzhi went out of the backyard, and said to Chen Yizhi, "Mr. fainted in the backyard, Yizhi, you go and see what's going on first, Dao and I will go there later, don't let the students 'panic' and ruin the traces. "

Chen Yizhi responded, and left with the student who sent the letter.

The student who sent the letter was still in shock.

It turns out that Jijiu loves them so much.Hearing that the student was injured, he was so angry that he fell into a coma.

Such a fine offering to them.He had to clarify for the libation.In the future, I can no longer think about teasing the sacrificial wine.

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