I will be the Lord of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 22 The threshold for great Confucian teachers is high (recommended votes)

An unexpected encounter may change fate.

Let's take this encounter between Yan Baihu and Ling Cao as a fateful encounter.After the two teenagers finished eating the big cakes and got to know each other's situation, they went back to their respective homes and went to their respective mothers.

For this point, Yan Baihu also agrees with both hands. Anyway, it is the first month to get the moon, and there will be more time to increase the relationship in the future, so there is no need to fight for the day and night.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang, big pancakes match heroes, heroes match bright masters. Qiang Qiang Qiang." After bidding farewell to Ling Cao, Yan Baihu walked around, humming a ditty he composed himself, very satisfied .

But it was the stage where the hero and the enlightened master met. This kid thought he was the enlightened master.

It's worth it for a big cake to win a hero.

"What's wrong? You have a little complacency on your face." When Yan Baihu came back, this complacency was not hidden from Qiao Niangqin. Qiao Niangqin was both happy and curious. Come and ask.

"I made a friend." Yan Baihu confessed.

"Hehe, my son is really promising. He has made friends in less than a day since he came here." Qiao Niangqin was very proud and giggled happily.

Yan Baihu rolled his eyes, this mother is always proud no matter what her son does.

"By the way, mother, I plan to visit Mr. Fang in three days' time. During this period, I will think about how to behave at that time." Yan Baihu said, remembering the business.

"Well, it's up to you. You can go whenever you like. Only when you are in a good mood can you perform well." Qiao Niang said with a generous kiss.

"En." Yan Baihu nodded.

Immediately, Yan Baihu returned the bacon he had bought and the copper coins left over from buying the bacon to Qiao Niangqin, and went down to figure out how to play by ear.

But no matter what, Yan Baihu's mother and son settled down in this Dongcheng area, and made a famous friend, Ling Cao.

In this way, time passed quietly.

In the days that followed, Yan Baihu thought about how to act according to circumstances, not only to become that Fang Dang's disciple, but also to be likable. He thoroughly recalled and studied the style of literati in the Han Dynasty, as well as the contemporary situation and so on. problem, and a solution to it.

Of course, during this period, Yan Baihu did not forget about Ling Cao. Although it is important to study and become a scholar, it is important to maintain a reputation, but the general beside him cannot be left out in the cold.

Yan Baihu also played with Ling Cao, this kid was very wild, and his play was not ordinary.I often go out of the city to catch fish and shrimp, dig out bird eggs, and even poisonous snakes.

Wherever he goes, nothing grows.

For these, Yan Baihu is just a follower who doesn't understand at all.But Ling Cao was very loyal, and divided all the prey he got into half and half of each person and took them home.

TOEFL, Yan Baihu's food for the past three days is pretty good, it's a blessing.

On this day, the sun was setting and the sky was gradually getting dark.Two young boys from the east came slowly with long shadows.

Two teenagers, one big and one small, were carrying several big sacks on their shoulders, and the big sacks shook from time to time, as if there were living things.

"Brother, I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't go out to look for food with you." The younger boy on the left said to the boy on the right.

According to Ling Cao, this is not called hunting, but looking for food.

Because the two are also familiar with each other, according to the size, Yan Baihu is younger, so they call Ling Cao the eldest brother.

"What's the matter?" Ling Cao was stunned and asked.The two of them have been together almost for the past few days, and it made Ling Cao uncomfortable to know that they would be separated tomorrow.

"Do big things." Yan Baihu said with a sunny smile.

"Big event?" Ling Cao was taken aback, and then took a closer look at the little brother. During this period of time, Ling Cao understood Yan Baihu's temperament, he seemed to be a young man with a playful smile, but the real critical moment He is a very calm and generous person.But at this moment, Yan Baihu showed a sunny smile and said that he was going to do something big.

Ling Cao believed it.

"Okay, let's go. But it's agreed, if it succeeds, I will promote him to be a brother." Ling Cao said with a smile.

"Okay, it's a deal." Yan Baihu agreed.

The two friends made up their minds, and then they dispersed, and went to find their mothers.

"How can I forget about you, big brother, you and my brother are destined to rule the world." After returning home, Yan Baihu smiled happily.

Immediately, Yan Baihu handed over the live animal he caught to Qiao Niangqin, and the dinner was very sumptuous, not to mention.After eating, Yan Baihu lay down very early.

The night is fleeting.Early the next morning, when the cock crowed, Yan Baihu got up.She used the millet porridge cooked by Qiao Niang's mother carefully, tidied up her appearance carefully, carried Sheng Xian's letter in her arms, and walked out with a catty of bacon.

"Bai Hu, you have to fight hard." Qiao Niang said with great strength, bending her waist and waving her small fists.

"Don't worry." Yan Baihu waved his hand and walked away with a smile.

"But we have to live up to it, let my old lady earn enough face, and let that old thing die of anger." Under the sun, Qiao Niangqin's face showed a look of longing, and murmured.

Although during this period of time, Qiao Niangqin was still happy and happy, but what happened that day left a lump in Qiao Niangqin's heart.

Let Qiao Niang remember all the time, the Yan family compound, the man who said Yan Baihu was a farmer.

I hate it, and I feel sorry for my son.

Fang Dang's mansion is in the west of the city, this point Yan Baihu was in the lobby last time.It's just that the last time I didn't go because of an accident.

This time, Yan Baihu's confidence is full, because the letter in his arms is constantly emitting heat.

Wucheng County is still quite big, and it took Yan Baihu a lot of time to start from the east city to the west city.However, Yan Baihu has a strong body, and he is very calm along the way without blushing or panting.

Soon after arriving in Xicheng, Yan Baihu found Fang Dang's home.

I saw a house in front of me, it was not a rich family, but it was not high-end, it was no different from ordinary people of middle class.

But in Yan Baihu's eyes, it is different, this mansion is the most magnificent mansion in the world, it is really resplendent and magnificent, the golden light soars to the sky, blinding the dog's eyes.

"The sharp blade is hiding, and this is the house of the real power." Yan Baihu admired, and then walked over with a catty of bacon.

When he got closer, Yan Baihu realized that there seemed to be something wrong in front of the mansion. Several people were together, and they seemed to be arguing about something.

After getting closer, Yan Baihu discovered that the party was still an acquaintance, the carriage, the house slave, wasn't it the merchant who claimed to be Hou Yuezhang of Hefei, and his son?

It's just a slight change, the coachman has changed, and the master's face is also full of bad luck.The coachman was probably sent to the frontier, but he was beaten to death by the government.As for Mr. Zhang, I am afraid that the loss is not small.

Yan Baihu thought cheerfully.

Yan Baihu never thought that the county government could punish this old man to death. After all, their brothers were not dead or disabled, and they couldn't be convicted of serious crimes.

In the Han Dynasty, except for serious crimes of rebellion, criminals can be exonerated as long as they pay how much money they have.

"This old man, why doesn't Mr. Fang see us?" Master Zhang Song was talking to the old man with sweat on his face.

"I'm sorry, the master said he didn't want to see you." The old man had a polite smile on his face, but his tone was rather cold.

"Did you tell Mr. Fang that I brought four hundred gold?" Zhang Song asked with sweat on his face.

"Say it." The old man said.

Immediately, not only was Zhang Song sweating profusely on his face, but even his complexion turned gray.This trip to Wucheng County made him sad.

First, he was bumped by a kid on the street, and then met Sheng Xian, the prefect of Wu County, and went to the government office.In that official office, he lost his favorite minion, the coachman.

He also paid fifty gold pieces and was forgiven, so he was able to come out from there.

No, I originally planned to give 450 gold as a gift, but now I only have [-] gold left, and I can't give away a fraction, so I gave out [-] gold.

After following the old thing in charge of the door, the ink was stained all day long, and he couldn't even enter the door.

"Could it be that the gift money is not enough? Hey, if I don't conflict with that young man, the old man will have five hundred gold. Maybe he will get in." At this moment, Zhang Song felt resentment and regret at the same time, he shouldn't do such a big thing It was too arrogant.

"Puchi." Yan Baihu listened for a while, and heard something.This guy actually gave gifts in front of the great Confucian master's door, and even gave them yellow and white gifts. It's really vulgar.

At this moment, Yan Baihu felt that he had really met an upstart.

Zhang Song was thinking about saying something nice to make the concierge more accommodating, when he heard this laugh, he subconsciously turned his head away.

Immediately, Zhang Song's eyes burst into flames, looking at the sunny boy in front of him, looking like he was about to be burned to death.

"It's you kid." Zhang Song gritted his teeth.Zhang Guang, the son next to Zhang Song, looked at Yan Baihu with fire in his eyes. Both father and son blamed Yan Baihu for not being able to enter.

"It's right here." Yan Baihu said happily, and then asked kindly: "Master Zhang just got rejected?"

"Hmph." Zhang Song snorted coldly with a dark face.However, he has learned to be good, and he didn't try to play with this sunny boy anymore. His bones were too hard to chew on.

"Hahaha, it's everyone's fate. You are a businessman who doesn't understand the rules in front of Confucian masters." Yan Baihu laughed, and then he took a catty of bacon and a piece of silk in his arms, and handed them to him. He walked up to the old man and said: "The boy admires the way of the sage. I heard that Mr. Fang is a great contemporary Confucian with profound knowledge. I am here to study, and I ask the old man to inform me."

"Hmph, I don't understand, do you understand?" Zhang Song snorted coldly when he heard the words, and then watched Yan Baihu take out a catty of bacon and a piece of tattered silk, and suddenly showed a look of ridicule, and said: "Old man For four hundred gold, you can buy an untold amount of bacon and a lot of silk. Still can’t get through this door, can you? Children, go home and look in the mirror first.”

He was watching a joke, but at the next moment, Zhang Song's face changed dramatically. His mouth was so long that he could swallow a goose egg, and his eyes were so protruding that they almost fell to the ground.

It's exaggerated.

I just feel that the writing is so easy and cheerful, but there are so few recommendation tickets, so I ask for recommendation tickets.

(End of this chapter)