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Chapter 13 Where the Tao is, never die
There are two middle-aged men sitting in the room, the one on the left has a calm demeanor, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, seemingly light and light, but the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, giving people a mean feeling.

This is Huang Jingyu, a professor of the Imperial College. The man sitting opposite him is about 40 years old, with fluttering beard and hair, and a personable demeanor. Even in shock, he still does not forget to stroke his beard.

This is Zhong Hui, a professor of Guozijian. He and Huang Jingyu were debating in the duty room while they were teaching, and they almost got their hands on a topic that was being debated on a bad street.

One said that force was the foundation of the empire, and the other said that morality was the vitality of the Tang Dynasty, but the teenagers outside came with food... that is, food and clothing.

Zhong Hui only felt that his mind was awake as if he was enlightened, and his doubts about this question in the past were suddenly resolved.

Huang Jingyu smiled slightly, and had a crush on this young man, but he couldn't see Zhong Hui pretending, so he sneered: "Why? You want to accept him as a disciple? Look at his clothes, look at the tanning on his face. If you dare to snatch your disciples, be careful to be beaten to death by those lunatics."

Study hard?
Yang Xuan couldn't help but be moved. At this time, the man in Tsing Yi woke up, stood up and saluted, "I have seen two professors."

He took out the letter, "It's a letter from Wang's family, recommending this young man to enroll."

After being taken over by the metaphysics, Guozijian was not very interested in the children of the powerful.But Qing Gao couldn't be eaten. After being beaten several times by the society, the metaphysicians changed their ways and began to accept the children of the powerful. Sure enough, the situation of Guozijian has been greatly improved.But even so, the ordinary teachers and students of Guozijian still looked coldly at the children of the powerful.

Therefore, the man in Tsing Yi groaned in his heart, feeling that Wang's recommendation was poison, and Yang Xuan would most likely fall into a situation where no one could take over.

He saw the eyes of Huang Jingyu and Zhong Hui burst into brilliance at the same time, and then their figures flickered, only the afterimage remained in sight, and then Zhong Hui grabbed Yang Xuan, and the two flew one after the other. swept out.

"Huang Jingyu, you are a step too late, this young man is the disciple of this old man, ha ha ha ha!" Zhong Hui took Yang Xuanfei down to the second floor, Huang Jingyu stomped upstairs, and then returned to his calm appearance, gently swinging the stag At the end, he said calmly: "You are too happy too early. The Wang family has their own arrangements. How can they follow the teachings of Guozijian?"

The man in Tsing Yi stood there, thinking that I just fainted for a moment, how did that young man become a hot commodity?God, am I still dreaming?
Yang Xuan was pulled under a tree not far away by Zhong Hui. Zhong Hui held the stag tail in one hand and put one hand behind him. He smiled and said, "What is your relationship with the Wang family?"

A family of five has its own cultivation method and its own set of systems.Therefore, their children are rarely admitted to Guozijian.Yang Xuan didn't seem to be from a wealthy family, which made Zhong Hui feel that there was a show and took action to snatch it.

Yang Xuan said honestly: "I am a farmer in Yuanzhou, and I came to Chang'an with the Wang's motorcade..."

"Don't say it." It turned out that he was not a learned person, but the spirituality of that sentence made Zhong Hui still not regret taking action.He waved his hand smartly, "As long as you are not a direct descendant of the Wang family, other old men don't care."

A farmer in Yuanzhou... Wang's Erlang King Douxiang passed through Yuanzhou on this trip. These thoughts flashed in Zhong Hui's mind. He was very settled. Thinking of Yang Xuan's previous words, he couldn't help but nodded slightly and stroked his beard. He smiled and said, "Have you read a book?"

No... Yang Xuan wanted to say that he had never read it, but Yang Lue had taught him to read and write since he was a child, and the girl in the scroll even taught him half an hour every once in a while, so there was no word for it.But his background is very easy to check. What if he has read books and is found to be a hunter?
Yang Xuan's back was hot, and he felt a little uncomfortable lying. "I used to eavesdrop on the side of the school for a long time. Later, I exchanged prey with people and learned a little secretly..."

So that's the case?Eavesdropping, this is because of the poor family.Stealing, this is hard to understand.Zhong Hui turned around freely, "Why can't you study honestly?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyes and thought of the scene when he summoned the courage to find Yang Ding and his wife when he was five years old, and said that he wanted to study.

Yang Ding: What book do you read?Look at you, but you look like you can read?It looks stupid.

Wang: Look at those scholars, who are not rich?If you have the ability, go and earn ten thousand dollars and come back, and I will let you study.

Yang Lue was furious when he heard the news, but in the end he could only sigh and teach Yang Xuan himself.He couldn't turn against Yang Ding and his wife, otherwise where would Yang Xuan live?

Later, Yang Xuan went to eavesdrop and was discovered. Yang Ding beat him uprightly, and killed him if he dared to steal again.

At that time, Yang Lue had disappeared for several months, and Yang Xuan was a lonely ghost.If it weren't for him dragging a horizontal knife and a bow and arrow into the mountains to hunt, he probably wouldn't have survived for a few years.

The past floated in his heart, Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Ye Niang is not allowed."

Zhong Hui sighed, "A fool and a fool."

He immediately took Yang Xuan to sign up.

Fill in basic information such as hometown, name, etc. After learning that he has just arrived in Chang'an, Zhong will give him a three-day vacation to let him familiarize himself with Chang'an City.

Yang Xuan walked away with a tangled face, Zhong Hui smiled and said, "This young man looks like he is eager to learn."

Yang Xuan left Guozijian, a little happy, but also a little tangled. He thought that if he could go to school today, then the meal money would be saved, how good?
A three-day holiday is a three-day expense!
Yang Xuan rubbed his stomach and decided to eat less dinner.Just as he was about to go to the market, he saw a man in Tsing Yi walking out of the gate of the State Children's Prison.In the past two days of spring rain, the ground was a little slippery. The man in Tsing Yi hurried to the side and stepped on the moss.

Yang Xuan saw that his body was out of balance, his hands fluttered in the air, and his face was stunned... but he quickly became calm and a little free and easy.

what!
Can he save himself?
This man in Tsing Yi is young, and at first glance he looks like a new student who has not been in school for a long time. He should not cultivate very well!

slap!

The student in Tsing Yi just fell flat on the ground, but he quickly raised his right hand and supported his chin, looking like he was lying on the ground contemplating.

This……

Yang Xuan was still wondering why this person did this, when someone behind him praised: "Okay! Good fall!"

I am special!
Yang Xuan turned around and looked, not only the man applauded, but also the doorman with a look of admiration.

"Sure enough, he is a child of our country's Zijian, and he is so free and easy to even wrestle."

Yang Xuan felt that the style of painting was not right, so he leaned over and asked with a smile, "Dare to ask... What does it mean to fall freely?"

The disciple gave him a contemptuous look, "You are only here today, the teacher has not had time to teach you, right? Today I will teach you a good boy, our metaphysics is the first-class knowledge in the world, even if it is death, it must be free and easy to die. "

so?

Yang Xuan was stunned, thinking that he would die, how could he still speak freely?
He immediately went to the East-West Market, and after shopping around, he bought some daily necessities.Going home and looking at the remaining copper coins, my heart ached, "I have a good day! Where can I make money?"

The emperor supervises the meal, and even if you don't have a place to live, you can stay for free.But you can't spend nothing at all, can you?

"There are still 190 yuan. If you save some money, it will be enough for this year."

After doing some calculations, Yang Xuan happily took the copper wallet, dug a hole under the water tank in the kitchen, put the copper coins in, moved the water tank over to block it, and filled it with water.

He tried it, and felt that it was not easy to move the water tank, and he was worried that the thief would break the water tank, so he had to worry about gains and losses for a while.

He was hungry at noon, and in order to divert his attention, Yang Xuan went out for a walk.

Chang'an City is too big, and it is unreasonably spacious.Yang Xuan wandered around for a long time, just as he was about to go to Qujiangchi to have a look, he saw a group of handsomely dressed men standing in front, looking coldly behind him.

Yang Xuan subconsciously avoided sideways, while turning around to observe.

A forty-year-old official led a horse and came slowly.His complexion was slightly black, and his thin body made people feel that a gust of wind could blow him away, but his expression was determined, and at first glance, he was someone with a strong will.

Someone in the group of men shouted: "Yancheng, you are sowing discord in the court, and the undercurrents are surging in Chang'an City because of you. Why don't you die like a person with ulterior motives?"

In these words, Yang Xuan heard the unforgettable hatred, and wondered why?

Yan Cheng said solemnly: "How many children of the powerful and powerful people in the monarchy of the imperial court every year? The household department has been suffering for a long time. There are even those scoundrel children who mislead the country and the people, and the local people are suffering. , it should have been abolished long ago.”

The man in front looked at him gloomily, and said sarcastically: "There are so many ignorant people. If you don't read books, you won't be rational. If you don't read books, you can't be an official. If you don't need our children, who will you use? Could you use those ignorant commoners?"

Yan Cheng's dark face was filled with anger, "But there is also the Imperial College, there is a school, and those students can become officials when they come out!"

This topic is related to Guozijian, Yang Xuan thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little excited... Can I still be an official?If you can go to Yuanzhou to be an official in the future, wouldn't that mean returning home?
The man smirked, looking at Yancheng like a deity overlooking an ant, "How can those students be compared with my disciples? If you are smart, you should stop. If you go to the book again..."

The man's eyes were full of viciousness, but this was on the street, so naturally he couldn't say threats, but such hints made people tremble even more.

When Yang Xuan was in Yuanzhou, he had a very vague impression of the powerful. After entering the Wang's team, he was immersed in it all the way, which gave him a preliminary understanding.Wang's behavior is well-organized, and naturally he will not threaten anyone in the street like this, so Yang Xuan's heart is tight, and he feels that the powerful have several faces, either kind or ruthless.

He felt that Yan Cheng should die, otherwise he would be beaten by a sack with the power of urination.

Yan Cheng stood there with a straight body, and said every word: "Yan speaks for the people of the world and for the Tang Dynasty. Unless he dies on the street, Yan's mouth will not be closed, never!"

Yang Xuan stood there, and the things he learned from Yang Lue, but more from the scrolls, were slowly flowing...

Someone behind him asked softly, "What are you talking about?"

Yang Xuan said: "Where the Tao is, you will never die!"

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