One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 139 Huixiang Pavilion

Feng Shanchang didn't seem to notice her abnormality, and pointed to the middle-aged man to introduce her.

"This is Mr. Song Boqing Song from the Qiangshan Academy. Mr. Song came from a famous family and has extraordinary accomplishments in calligraphy and painting. If you have any questions in the past few days, you must ask Mr. Song for more advice! Calligraphy and painting are all about being knowledgeable. Guang, if you have this opportunity, you must cherish it!"

Song Boqing listened to Feng Guan's compliment, and after nodding to Yan Qingzhi, he hurriedly bowed to Feng Guan again.

"If you ask me for advice, you really think highly of me. Boqing's learning is not small, and he should not praise Feng Gong like this, and he will not dare to show off in front of your proud disciples! Communication! Just communication!"

Feng Guan was in a good mood when he was flattered by his neither light nor heavy.

Feng Guan is not a powerful person, and he has enough face for Song Boqing's modesty.

However, all the people who attended Yan Qingzhi's class came, and the time for class was coming soon, so this kind of courtesy could only end here.

As soon as the hour came, the bell rang in the mountains, and the mighty sound spread far and wide.

Yan Qingzhi sat in the seat, took out the felt and the book, put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and dipped some ink that was not dry from the previous night, and she took notes while listening to the class.

Although many people attended the lecture, Feng Shanchang's disciple was Yan Qingzhi, and he was still talking about what Yan Qingzhi was learning.

Some people couldn't understand the question, so he routinely recommended a few books for people to go back and read. Although it sounded inscrutable, Yan Qingzhi could still hear the perfunctory in his tone that others couldn't detect.

Come to think of it, Su He has been playing mahjong these days, how could Feng Shanchang still be sitting still.

Yan Qingzhu glanced in Song Boqing's direction, secretly guessing that Feng Shan had put so much effort into trying to throw himself to this person...

However, before she even glanced at her, Song Boqing seemed to have sensed it. Yan Qingzhi was thoughtful, so she quickly retracted her gaze and went to listen to the class!

At the beginning of noon, the morning classes were all over, and Feng Shanchang kept her behind. The two went to the tavern at the entrance of the academy with Song Boqing and a young student named Tang Jing from the Qiangshan Academy.

Because the distance is not far, Feng Shanchang didn't even bring his servants, so the four of them walked over so slowly.

The pub is called Huixiang Pavilion, and Yan Qingzhi is very familiar with it, because this pub rents the front yard of her house!

Yan Qingzhi didn't wait for the proprietress to come over to say hello, she made a gesture, led the person up to the second floor, and found a private room with no sign to sit down.

After a few words of greetings to each other, Feng Shanchang really wanted to entrust Yan Qingzhi to Song Boqing for a few days.

Song Boqing agreed, but Yan Qingzhi, who was the other party, just smiled and bowed to Song Boqing, never mentioning the class.

It would be unfair to say that Yan Qingzhi was displeased with Song Boqing just because of Song Boqing's eyes.

But sometimes, the first impression is so important.

Feng Shanchang admired Song Boqing very much. He seemed to see Yan Qingzhi's perfunctory behavior and told her a lot of good things about Song Boqing. Yan Qingzhi just pretended to be a well-behaved child and sat there with a shy smile.

Among the four, she was the youngest. Even Tang Jing was 26 this year, almost a decade older than Yan Qingzhi. It didn't seem to be a surprise that Yan Qingzhi had nothing in common with them.

It didn't take long for the meal to end in such an atmosphere. Although Feng Shanchang was also looking for a topic, neither Song Boqing nor Yan Qingzhi obviously didn't want to talk too much, and in the end it could only develop into this. Happening!
After eating, Yan Qingzhi asked the proprietress to put the meal on the account first, and wait until she sent the three away.

The proprietress nodded hurriedly, and there was nothing unpleasant about it.

After going out, Feng Shanchang was afraid that Yan Qingzhi would miss this opportunity, so he deliberately explained to her that when he had nothing to do, he could take Song Boqing around the academy with Yan Qingzhu.

Yan Qingzhi agreed this time, but it's hard to say whether she can do it or not!

Feng Shanchang was satisfied with this, but he had a concern. He turned his head and didn't even return to the academy, so he entered a chess club diagonally opposite the door.

When Feng Shanchang left, Yan Qingzhi didn't want to deal with Song Boqing anymore, so she wanted to find an excuse to leave.

Who knew that she hadn't made an excuse yet, Song Boqing opened her mouth and opened her up first!
"I heard that there are many orphaned books in the library building of the academy. Now that I have the permission of the mountain chief, I naturally want to watch it. I wonder if Miss Yan wants to go with Song?"

Yan Qingzhi ha ha ha.

"Mr. Song is really a great talent in the world. He has been so diligent in achieving such achievements. It really makes my generation ashamed! It's a pity that there are so many trivial matters at home, I'm afraid I can't walk with you! I hope you forgive me!"

After speaking, he bowed to Song Boqing and Tang Jing.

Song Boqing also returned the salute.

"There are all involved in life, so who can be free from trivial matters!? This is human nature, no need to be polite, just go ahead and do it!"

Yan Qingzhi hurriedly thanked him for his transparency, bid farewell to the two of them, watched them leave, then settled the bill and turned to go home!

After she left, Song Boqing who walked to the corner of the street looked back at the place where Yan Qingzhi was standing just now.

Seeing him like this, Tang Jing, who was following him, couldn't help but speak unhappily.

"Sir, that Yan Qingzhi is too ignorant! Chang Feng Shan is so fond of you, and he has told her so much, yet she still has such a face! Hmph! Isn't that just a little stinky money! Show her Show off!"

Song Boqing listened to Tang Jing's complaint, and the corner of his mouth tickled, comforting him indifferently.

"If she doesn't want to, forget it! If we pay too much attention to it, we will fall into our own character."

Tang Jing's expression didn't change because of these words, he just looked back at the place where Yan Qingzhi stood just now with disdain.

But he didn't realize that, just as he turned his head, Song Boqing's expression twitched unnaturally.

Yan Qingzhi didn't know what happened after she left. She had an inexplicable trust in her intuition. Although she couldn't talk about Song Boqing's problem, she cautiously chose to keep a distance.

Back home, Yan Qingzhu and Jun Tongyue had already eaten and were taking a lunch break.

Su He didn't come back, Yan Qingzhu was sleeping on the couch where Uncle Su usually watched them practice. Hearing Yan Qingzhi's return, he moved his fingers but didn't mean to get up.

Yan Qingzhi didn't call him either, and went straight to the left wing, where he was busy for a while, and then came out to practice the exercises when the weather was a little cooler.

Yan Qingzhu and Jun Tongyue had already gone to school at this time, and the father of the shopkeeper Zhang from Pen Mozhai came over to sit on the reclining chair in the hall. While sleeping, he took care of their house.

The big flower dog was also released by him, running around in the yard happily, seeing that Yan Qingzhi also wanted to come up and bite, but Yan Qingzhi calmly kicked it away.

(End of this chapter)