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Chapter 12 This Word Can Be My Teacher
Longevity Square, Wang.

Wang Douxiang just told his wife about the situation after dinner. After dinner, he went to look for his brother.

Wang's house is quite large. In the dark of night, several maids walked in front with lanterns. Occasionally, when they looked back, they saw Wang Douxiang's eyes narrowed, as if planning something.

The lantern swayed slightly, and the halo also swayed. Someone in front asked, "Who?"

The maid responded, "It's Erlang-kun."

There are a few more lanterns in front, which illuminate the front of the house like daylight.A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old stood there, cupping his hands with a smile, "Xintian has seen his uncle."

This is the eldest son of the head of the family, Wang Douluo, Wang Yu, whose name is Xintian.

Wang Douxiang nodded, "How is Xian'er?"

Wang Yu turned to greet him, "I was muttering about some wild boy before, but when I saw the gifts that Aye and I prepared for him, I immediately became happy."

His eyes were calm, but Wang Douxiang knew what this nephew was thinking, "Without that boy this time, Xian'er is in danger."

"Uncle mentioned this in a letter." Wang Yu's expression remained the same, "but there are always frogs at the bottom of the well who dream of unexpected joy."

Wang Douxiang frowned, "That young man is a country boy, simple and honest, not reckless, and has his own sense of proportion. If he is a frog at the bottom of a well, thinking of unexpected joy, then he will choose to come to Wang's, not to Guozijian..."

"Guozijian?" Wang Yu didn't know about this, but smiled after a start. "Guozijian is a place for metaphysics. When you enter there, you must not only study, but also practice. The worst thing is that you have to search for secret agents in Nanzhou. Every year, students die in battle. A country boy goes to Guozijian, uncle, those metaphysicians have eyes above the top, and a country boy goes in, it will be very interesting."

Wang Douxiang shook her head slightly, not very satisfied with her nephew's attitude, "Where's eldest brother?"

"Aye is reading a book."

Wang Yu went in, "Aye, second uncle is here."

A middle-aged man sat kneeling after the case, his gray beard and hair contrasted sharply with the black hair of Wang Douxiang who walked in.He put down the book and raised his eyes, the wrinkles between his eyebrows were deep, like an extra erect eye.

This is Wang Douluo, the head of the Wang family. He looked at Wang Douxiang who came in and smiled warmly, "You have had a hard trip here. If you have anything to do, you can talk about it tomorrow."

Wang Douxiang shook her head, knelt down opposite him, and sighed comfortably, "It's better to be at home."

"Yeah!" Wang Douluo closed the book, and seeing that Wang Yu was about to retire, he said, "Listen to Dalang too."

"Yes." Wang Yu stepped forward and made tea for them.

Wang Douluo watched his son's calm movements with satisfaction, but he was thinking about the recent movements in the court, and he couldn't help but feel a little colder, "Just a while ago, someone suddenly made a statement to cut down [-]% of the shadows of the family, the powerful and high-ranking officials. There was an uproar, but our emperor was noncommittal..."

Wang Douxiang picked up the bamboo clip and put a pine cone into the small tandoor.With the snapping sound, he put down the clip and raised his head: "What does he want to do? Try it? Or do it?"

"The mirror platform sent someone to explain, and said a lot, just one sentence." Wang Douluo raised his index finger with some disdain, "This move is not aimed at us."

Wang Douxiang put her hand on the side of the tandoor and roasted it, and said slowly, "He doesn't dare either."

Wang Yu glanced at his father, "If he dares, the Tang Dynasty does not exist."

Wang Douluo ignored his son's words and changed the subject, "This time Xian'er was naughty and almost had an accident. What does the boy want?"

Wang Douxiang said with a smile: "He wants to study, and tomorrow I will ask him to take him to the Imperial College."

Wang Douluo nodded, "Small thing."

Even the powerful would not dare to say that entering the Guozijian is a trivial matter, but the Wang family has the confidence to do so.

Wang Douxiang saw that there was a word on the table, so she picked it up and enjoyed it.

When the water boiled, Wang Yu started to make tea.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Douxiang said quietly: "I smell a touch of blood, this emperor... I am afraid that he will be very quiet."

……

Yang Xuan woke up before dawn. He habitually went to make a fire, and when he got out of bed, he remembered that he was already at home in Chang'an.

He lit a fire to boil water, and with a bowl of hot water, he ate three pieces of dry biscuits, and then found out the remaining 200 yuan, which was a little worried.He hardly spent any money on this journey, but yesterday he spent a lot of money on the treats.

"You can't just sit and eat!"

Yang Xuan immediately went out to inquire about the news.

The genius is numb, and a few old people are hanging around nearby.Yang Xuan felt that the old man had a lot of experience, so he found a kind-hearted old man, saluted and asked, "Old man, I want to ask, where can I hunt in Chang'an City?"

The old man froze for a moment, then patted his thigh and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha...cough cough cough!"

Yang Xuan was worried that he might cough up a problem, so he patted him on the back.

"He's a kind-hearted boy!" the old man gasped and said, "Is he from the country?"

"Yes!" Yang Xuan nodded, and the old man sighed: "This is Chang'an City. Except for the forbidden garden, there are no beasts. If you want to hunt, you have to go to the countryside, preferably Zhongnan Mountain. It’s a place of cultivating, so be careful when you go hunting. By the way, do you want to make money?”

Somewhat disappointed Yang Xuan nodded, expecting the old man to give him some advice, but the old man disappointed him immediately, "It's not easy to live in Chang'an. Seeing that you are a little thin, you can do chores for the merchants. If you have the chance, you will go to work for a big family. To be able to do things for the powerful, tsk tsk! That's the smoke from the ancestral grave."

Yang Xuan looked strange, "Yes!"

The old man looked at Yang Xuan and shook his head, "Young people, don't think about such beautiful things. Thinking too much will only make you suffer. Those powerful people! As long as you are your own, outsiders can't get in. But like you Young people, in fact, it’s best to go to school, but reading is expensive! It would be good if you can enter the Imperial College, and you don’t need a penny, but where can ordinary people in such places go?”

A man came over from the morning mist and saluted, "I have seen Yang Langjun. My family's Erlangjun asked you to go to the Imperial College to register today."

The old man's chatter was interrupted. He looked at the man and then at Yang Xuan, "Guo... Guozijian?"

Yang Xuan did not expect that Wang's movements would be so fast.

Guozijian was located in Wubenfang, Yang Xuan followed the man who looked like a steward all the way to the ground, watching the long section of the square wall break open, Yang Xuan couldn't help being sluggish.

This is the Imperial Supervisor!

The square wall was also pulled.

The steward looked back at him from the front, his eyes were calm, "Go."

This person is not kind to himself.

Yang Xuan was keenly aware of something wrong, but he didn't care.He had rescued Wang Xian'er, and he also discovered the enemy who attacked at night in advance. These two things combined were enough for him to calmly accept Wang's help.As for the food and lodging along the way, the four assassins were the reward.

My grudge is clear!
Yang Xuan raised his head slightly, and when he saw the gate of Guozijian, he couldn't help but praise: "It's so grand."

He saw the meaning of 'a bumpkin' in the steward's eyes, and just smiled.

This is an exchange, not a favor, so he doesn't care at all how others see him.

Outside the gate stood two men in blue clothes, holding stag tails with a calm demeanor.

Why does it feel a little fairy-like fluttering?

Yang Xuan's affection for Guozijian increased in an instant, and he felt that he had come to the right place.

When the steward stepped forward, he didn't see any arrogance, but said calmly, "My master has something to do."

A man in Tsing Yi nodded and gently flapped his tail.The hair on both sides danced and the breeze was swaying, adding a sense of freedom and ease, "Is there a letter?"

The steward nodded and took out a letter, "Mr. Wang."

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at Yang Xuan, "Follow me."

The steward turned around and said to Yang Xuan, "You follow along. After that, you will study and practice in Haosheng at the Guozijian. By the way, there is another sentence, good fortune is your own, hold it."

This is to keep me from begging the Wang family when I have nothing to do in the future. Yang Xuan didn't have such thoughts at all, it was exactly what he wanted, "Thank you."

The steward groaned in his heart, thinking that a bumpkin boy came to Chang'an hastily, his eyes were darkened, and he probably panicked to death last night, and he didn't know what to do in the future.His only reliance is on the Wang family, but Xiao Langjun said that the Wang family's name cannot be borrowed.The steward understood this instantly.He originally frowned, ready to refuse with soft words and a firm attitude when Yang Xuan was approaching, but Yang Xuan bowed his hands happily with a face.

This boy... pretending?
The steward took a closer look, and Yang Xuan smiled extraordinarily sincere.He carefully recalled those old foxes of the Wang family, and felt that if they were pretending, Yang Xuan's palace could rank in the top three of the Wang family.

Since it's not pretending, why is this young man happy?

A big backer, the only backer has fallen, are you happy?

When the steward woke up, Yang Xuan had already followed him in.

He stomped his feet, "Hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Imperial Prison, you are a bastard, you don't have Wang's backing, yeah, let's see how long you can survive."

The reading sound in the Guozijian was loud, and some balconies could be seen looming among the trees.

The man in Tsing Yi who led the way said lightly, "Do you know how high the sky is?"

Yang Xuan was startled, "Heaven? I don't know."

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, his contempt barely concealed.Then took him to a building.

Why should we know how high the sky is?
Yang Xuan felt that this was enough to eat.He couldn't help thinking of the so-called novels in the scrolls.

On the second floor, the man in Tsing Yi walked outside a room and was about to knock on the door.

call out!
The door opened without wind, and then something flew out. The man in Tsing Yi just hit it, and he fainted with a hiccup.

When something hit the ground, it turned out to be a stag tail.

Yang Xuan hurriedly stood by the door, so that he could avoid the inexplicable attack.

A man's voice came from inside, and Yang Xuan felt very narcissistic.

"The army is weak, and the country will not be the country. The army is the foundation of the country."

Another voice made Yang Xuan feel rather calm, "No, the foundation of the country is morality. If everyone is honest, the world will be ruled!"

"It's over! It's over! Your words are over!"

"You're so arrogant..."

The debate between the two intensified.

A voice outside the door said cautiously: "Actually... there are other foundations."

The two in the room snorted coldly and looked out the door together, but no one was there.

"Is there another foundation? Let me tell you."

The voice outside the door was higher, "Food."

The two in the room couldn't help laughing, and the man who was judged by Yang Xuan to be narcissistic stroked his beard and smiled, "Why?"

The voice outside the door became more confident, "Cang Lin knows the etiquette in reality, and knows honor and disgrace when she has enough food and clothing."

This is the knowledge in the scroll, and Yang Xuan thinks it makes sense.

How come no one speaks?

Yang Xuan took a look inside and saw two men sitting there.Seeing his probe, Qi Qi said, "This is my teacher!"

……

Thanks to Sir Di Bala's leader for the reward, the family continues to grow.

(End of this chapter)