retaliate

Chapter 17 Suzaku
In the early morning of Chang'an City, a thin mist slowly rose, and to the naked eye it looked like a fairy spirit fluttering.

"Husband, get up quickly."

"Dalang, go see if Saburo ever wet the bed."

"Which house's dog is barking? The noisy person can't sleep, saying your mother, and calling Ye Ye again tomorrow will make a dog meat soup pot!"

"..."

"It's very fresh." Zhao Sanfu stood on the top of the city, looked at the city, and said longingly: "Ten years later, a hundred years later, this place should be more alive."

Yang Xuan, who had just been released, sat on the side, watching the smoke slowly rise, accompanied by the mist looming on the roof.There are adults scolding, children howling...

He stayed up all night and was in good spirits, "You and I will be gone in a hundred years."

Zhao Sanfu shook his head, "You and my descendants are still there. A hundred years later, I will be squatting on my own grave, watching the growing prosperity of Chang'an City, thinking that I have contributed to the prosperity, and it is comfortable to be a ghost."

Yang Xuan has gone through a lot tonight, and there is still some confusion in his mind at this moment.

"Let's go to study." Zhao Sanfu looked at him sideways, "When you and I are on the rise in the future, we will wipe out the injustice in this world!"

Yang Xuan nodded, "Okay!"

The morning breeze was blowing, and Zhao Sanfu felt high-spirited. Just as he was about to say something bold, the gate below opened.

"Hey! Come down quickly."

The sergeant who privately let them go to the top of the city has some friendship with Zhao Sanfu, but at the moment when the city gate is opened, it is inconvenient for people to come and go.

Zhao Sanfu cupped his hands, easily jumped off the city head, turned around and said to Yang Xuan, "Be careful recently."

He didn't say anyone, but Yang Xuan knew he was referring to the He family.

…………

Mr. He, He Huan, who had just woken up, received the news and his face was ashen.

"Does Han Chun dare to be the enemy of the He family?"

He instructed with a cold face: "Let our people impeach Han Chun... Hold on!"

He Huan stood in front of the court with his hands behind his back, stretched out his hand, and the maid dressed him.He pondered for a long time, "Han Chun's Yue family is also a powerful person, and he himself has to rely on Men Yin's children in the future, so why did he take action to save Yang Xuan?"

He was just about to ask people to inquire about the news, but the news came voluntarily later.

"Han Chun can't say enough about this."

He Huan turned around and folded his hands, the bowl of soup in his hand shattered with a bang, and the juice overflowed.

"A country boy's life is big!"

……

Yang Xuan returned home, and not surprisingly found that his bedroom was turned over in a mess.

The scroll was thrown on the ground, and it seemed that it had been mulled over and thought it was a waste.Yang Xuan picked up the scroll with heartache.The house was in a mess, he put the scroll outside and slowly cleaned up the house by himself.

The morning sun is gentle, moving slowly from the front.The scroll was on the steps outside the door, but there was a ding when the sun hit it.

"Start charging..."

Inside, Yang Xuan slowly turned around and stared at the red light on the scroll in stunned sight...

Charge?

He remembered the warning before each scroll shutdown.

- Insufficient power, automatic shutdown.Low battery, automatic shutdown...until nothing.

Yang Xuan tidied up the house in twos and threes, and stood under the steps curiously, wanting to see what other surprises the scroll could give him.

The sun shone on his back, the red light of the scroll in the shadow went out, and the girl said in a voice: "Not enough light, not enough light..."

Not enough light?

Yang Xuan dodged, and the sun shone on the scroll.

The red light began to flash, and the girl said in a voice: "Start charging..."

"Do you still want to bask in the sun?"

Yang Xuan blocked the sun again.

"Not enough light, not enough light..."

Yang Xuan dodged.

"Start charging..."

Block again...

He played the game endlessly until the girl said, "Grass mud horse!"

Yang Xuan: "..."

He squatted down cautiously, "You... are you human?"

The girl's voice replied, "I'm not human."

what!
Yang Xuan was very happy, "Who are you?"

The girl said, "I am an intelligent program..."

There was a series of serial numbers that Yang Xuan didn't understand, and finally the girl said, "My name is Suzaku."

"Vermilion Bird..." Yang Xuan scratched his head, "Isn't this a divine bird?"

The girl's voice was dull, "Suzaku is the four spirits of the sky..."

Yang Xuan sat on the ground, "You... what else do you know?"

The girl was silent.

Yang Xuan asked tentatively, "What is Chang'an?"

Suzaku's voice was still dull, "Chang'an was the capital of the Tang Dynasty in China. More than 4000 years ago, King Wen of Zhou first established his capital here..."

King Wen of Zhou?
Yang Xuan was perplexed and recalled for a long time with his barren historical knowledge, but he never thought of King Wen of Zhou.

He squatted there all morning and asked questions until a ding sounded, the green light turned on, and Suzaku said, "The battery is fully charged."

Yang Xuan asked, "What is electricity?"

"Electricity is..."

"What do you want to do when the battery is fully charged?"

"You can end the lighting and use it normally. Or turn it off."

Yang Xuan finally asked hungry, "Where are you from?"

Suzaku said: "I come from the Tang Group, the production batch number..."

Yang Xuan scratched his head, tried to shut down and said hello, "Suzaku?"

"I'm here."

"Suzaku."

"I'm here."

The next day, Yang Xuan got up and said subconsciously, "Suzaku."

The small scroll beside the pillow replied: "I am here."

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, put the slap-length scroll in a leather bag that he had specially made, and asked, "Suzaku, are you bored?"

Suzaku didn't answer.

The holidays are here, and Yang Xuan went to Guozijian.

He went to report first, and then distributed clothes, books, and stag tails.

Yang Xuan shook the stag tail a few times, feeling uncomfortable, and asked, "What is this stag tail for?"

The man in the warehouse frowned and looked at him, "Our metaphysics is the first-class knowledge in the world, and we need to be graceful..." He picked up a stag and waved it a few times, "Look, but it's very free and easy?"

Silly!

Yang Xuan muttered in his heart, but did not dare to refute, "Yes."

He changed his clothes, and the old clothes were worn out, but he still carefully wrapped them and carried them on his back.He thought he would be despised, but he didn't expect the man in charge of the warehouse to praise him: "Don't forget your roots, good. But..."

not bad!

Yang Xuan, who could not be ignored, was taken to the school building in a happy mood.

Zhong Hui sat on it, looked sideways at Yang Xuan, and nodded, "Come in."

More than [-] students all looked at the door.

Yang Xuan walked in and saluted, "I have seen the professor."

Zhong Hui pointed to the students smartly, "Introduce to the classmates."

Facing more than [-] people, Yang Xuan said nervously: "I... my surname is Yang Mingxuan, and the word is Zitai."

The word Zitai was told to him by Yang Lue, and only God knows who took it.

The classmates looked at Yang Xuan with scrutiny, and there were actually a few girls among them.

When the Tang Dynasty was open, women were not just girls who didn't go out of the door and didn't step out of the door.When the Tang Dynasty was founded, there was an army composed entirely of women, extremely fierce.

Hua Yuxie folded her arms and said lightly, "Looking a little timid, I bet it's a commoner."

The classmate Qiao Huiyan beside her pointed to her chest, "It's all squeezed out."

Hua Yuxie put down her hand, her eyes turned, and no one peeped.Seeing that Yang Xuan was placed behind Hua Yuxie, Qiao Huiyan said in a low voice, "You are a flower in Guozijian, will this young man be obsessed with you?"

There was a touch of disdain on Hua Yuxie's delicate face, "I don't like anyone from Guozijian, let alone him?"

Yang Xuan sat down and started the class immediately.

There are many courses in metaphysics, mainly classics. Yang Xuan took a class and felt a little illusory.He thought of the last time he met Zhong Hui and argued with people, and thought of the previous conversation between teachers and students, it seemed... very empty!

Taking advantage of Zhong Hui's bowing his head, the student sitting behind Hua Yu's body stretched out his hand with a smile on his handsome face, "Bao Dong."

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, reached out, and shook it without a teacher, "Yang Xuan."

Bao Dong pointed to the stag tail on his table, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you like it?"

Yang Xuan nodded and shook his head, Bao Dong smiled and said, "This thing is stupid."

"Silence!"

Someone reminded me.

Yang Xuan felt that he had come to Guozijian by mistake, but the second class was a serious one, including arithmetic and so on.

The third class can be called daggers, but it turned out to be cultivation.

The morning class was very tense, until before lunch, Yang Xuan got up.

Qiao Huiyan looked back and said in a low voice, "He's here, and he's really here."

Hua Yu frowned, "It's disgusting like a fly."

The two waited for the new student to approach, and then made him shameless in public, but heard Yang Xuan ask from behind: "Bao Dong, do you know what the mirror stage is for?"

Qiao Huiyan was stunned, Hua Yu got up and said, "Go to the dining room."

Bao Dong rested his cheek in his hand, leaned on the table, looked at Yang Xuan sideways, and sighed: "You just arrived in Chang'an, right? Don't ask, it must be. The mirror stage...that's..."

He lowered his voice, "I have a relationship with you, that's why I dare to say that. The mirror stage is the emperor's watchdog."

"Watchdog?" Yang Xuan couldn't imagine that Zhao Sanfu was a dog.

Bao Dong nodded, "Yes, it's the watchdog. He does some private affairs for His Majesty, staring at the courtiers, and... In a word, the mirror is His Majesty's eye, staring at Chang'an City and the world. "

He felt that Yang Xuan should understand.

Yang Xuan understood.He thought about what happened on the first day he entered Chang'an... The evil young man blackmailed him, and Zhao Sanfu shot...

Could he do it on purpose?
Bao Dong was a little curious to find that the new classmate's eyes were full of sadness, "Why, did you offend the people on the mirror stage? I advise you to stay away from them."

Yang Xuan shook his head, "No, let's go eat."

The two went to the dining room together.

The dining hall is very big, and when Yang Xuan came in, many people glanced at him.

I felt like I was walking into the woods!
Yang Xuan was keenly aware of some unwelcome aura.

"Almost all the students in the Guozijian have some background." Bao Dong took him to pick up food, and warned on the way: "Someone had rumored that an ignorant boy from the countryside had come, and I don't know who was attached to the Guozijian. If I hadn't seen your seriousness earlier, I would have ignored you. But...other people won't be as kind-hearted as me..."

Yang Xuan suddenly felt his scalp tingling, he tightened and relaxed all over his body, and his inner breath accumulated...

Before he finished speaking, someone beside him exclaimed, "Get out of the way!"

A student raised his hands, and the food in his hand was splashing all over the sky.

The point is, these meals are all aimed at Yang Xuan.

Thinking that this new classmate would be cleaned up in public on the first day he came to Guozijian, and that he would become a joke at Guozijian for a long time, Bao Dong couldn't help showing a look of unbearable expression.

The student's eyes were a little more smug, and the students around were whispering with excitement in their eyes.

Yang Xuan seemed to have known for a long time that such an event would happen, and he stretched out his hand sideways, as if unintentionally helping the student.After grabbing the student, he pulled and pulled the person in front of him.

This series of actions flowed smoothly, as if the two had rehearsed beforehand.

puff!
The students' heads and faces are covered with food.

There was silence in the dining hall!

Yang Xuan took the food by himself and walked over slowly step by step.

Everyone's eyes moved slowly following his figure...

Until a female student shouted: "Color!"

……

Ask for tickets, recommended tickets, monthly tickets.

(End of this chapter)