I will be the Lord of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 7 Flying Catastrophe (Second Update)
Yan Baihu smiled at the younger brother who was devouring him, but said nothing.Instead, he raised his head and asked the big cake seller, "This uncle, I want to find the great Confucian Fang as Mr. Fang. I wonder if Mr. Fang knows where Mr. Fang lives?"

"I don't know about that." The bakery boss has a good impression of Yan Baihu. The scene where Yan Baihu teaches the younger brother and sympathizes with the younger brother is very harmonious, but unfortunately he doesn't know, so he can only shake his head and say.

"Thank you Uncle." Yan Baihu thanked the boss, then took his younger brother's hand and said, "Let's go, and ask elsewhere."

"Mmmmm." The younger brother bulged his cheeks, chewed hard and was speechless, letting Yan Baihu lead him away.

"What a pair of good brothers." The boss who sold the pancakes sighed as he looked at the back that was drifting away.

On the other side, Yan Baihu took Yan Yu's hand and walked along the street.Along the way, Yan Baihu asked all the way, because the younger ones are not bad, and the people who were questioned by Yan Baihu were very kind.

However, who is Youdao and what kind of circle does he have? Most of the people who are asked don't know who Fang Dang is.In this market, it is not easy to find a proper place to live.

In the end, Yan Yu learned of Fang Dang's residence from a man who set up a stall to write letters for people in one of the most prosperous sections of the street.

But it turned out to be in the west of the city.

"Mr. Fang is a great Confucian in the country, respected by the world. Zhier, why are you looking for Mr.?" The person who wrote the letter was a middle-aged man who called Yan Baihu a child, and asked curiously.

"I admire the sage's theory, and I want to learn from that old Mr. Fang." After all, he told Fang Dang's residence, and Yan Baihu replied with a smile without hiding what he heard.

"It's great for a child to have such a heart. I think back when I was as old as you, I only knew how to eat and play all day long." The letter writer immediately said in awe, and glanced at Yan Yan by the way. Yan Yu next to Baihu glanced at him. This kid is still eating big cakes, but in the end he was reluctant to eat. He ate in small bites, without squinting, with an intoxicated face, immersed in his own happiness.

"It's just that Zhier has a good heart, but what Mr. Fang teaches are scholars who have achieved a small degree of academic success and good character, but Zhier you."

Although it was a blow to the head, the person who wrote the letter had a good impression of Yan Baihu, so he reminded him.

"It's the same as my old lady said. I'm afraid it's not easy to get into Fang's sect." The person who wrote the letter reminded Yan Baihu that he felt a little heavy in his heart, but there was a bright smile on his face, and he said: "Let's go with fate, even if you can't get into the door, you can benefit a lot from seeing the great Confucianism in the world and admiring the Confucianism."

"There are so many juveniles." The person who wrote the letter gave a thumbs up, awe-inspiring for Yan Baihu's success and loss.

"It's just some superficial opinions. Mister is too praised." Yan Baihu waved his hands, not daring to receive such praise.Then, he bowed to the person who wrote the letter: "Thank you, sir, for telling me, our brothers are going to Mr. Fang's house, and we will leave."

"Please." The person who wrote the letter returned the courtesy.

So, Yan Baihu took Yan Yu together and headed west of the city.

"Admiring the holy learning, there are a lot of them. These people are at least scholars, and their future is limitless. Unlike me, half my life is wasted." The person who wrote the letter looked at the back of Yan Baihu's departure, envious and sighing .

But Yan Baihu knew it, and it was subtly influencing Yan Baihu.Don't look at Yan Baihu's inner turmoil, and he is not upright in front of his mother, but this time when he goes out, he calls uncle whenever he meets someone, and when he meets this letter writer, he also raises his fist to salute.

It gives people a sense of respect and courtesy, and the words are mostly admiration for the holy science, and they also show a great deal of luck and loss.

The temperament displayed is not trivial.

This so-called courtesy.And politeness is also a kind of reputation.Corporal Lixian.

"The study of the sage, wealth and sharp weapon. I will come." After turning around and bidding farewell to the letter writer, Yan Baihu showed his original shape, holding Yan Yu's hand with excitement, and hurried to the west of the city.

Generally, there are four city gates in a county town, and this area is naturally divided into the west of the city, the east of the city, the north of the city, the south of the city, and the middle of the city.Yan Mansion is a powerful family, whose home is in the city.

The city is also prosperous.And the west of the city is much quieter.It is very suitable for Confucian scholars and scholars to live in.However, there are still many pedestrians on the street, and there are many restaurants, shops and the like on both sides.

After entering the west of the city, Yan Baihu and Yan Yu walked for a while following the instructions of my letter writer, and gradually approached Fang Dang's house.

"Get out, get out."

At this moment, a loud shout sounded.Immediately afterwards, the sound of rolling wheels sounded, and it seemed that a carriage was rushing from behind Yan Baihu.

The road that Yan Baihu and his brother were walking at the moment was a bit close to the center, so when Yan Baihu heard the voice, his expression changed immediately, he took his younger brother's hand, and hid to the side.

"Appeal."

A healthy horse appeared and brushed against the bodies of Yan Baihu and his brother, rushing over.This shocked Yan Baihu into a cold sweat.

This fucking is an ancient car accident, galloping in the city, crazy.

"Crack." Unexpectedly, Yan Baihu was still behind. After the driver in front of the carriage stopped his horse, he swung his whip down without saying a word.

With a crisp sound, the younger brother Yan Yu was whipped on his little shoulder. The whip was so severe that even Yan Yu's clothes were torn, and the skirt was stained with blood.

"Crack." The unfinished pancake in Yan Yu's hand immediately fell to the ground, and immediately after, the little guy burst into tears and burst into tears.

"Wow, big brother, I hurt, my arm hurts, my arm hurts so much, wow wow." The little guy hugged Yan Baihu tightly, crying out that it hurts.

Although this boy said that his status was not high, he was at least a young master, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and his mother was doting on him, and he never beat or scolded him.

He had never been hurt, not to mention that even the blood flowed out when the whip went down.

Yan Baihu was stunned for a while, damn it, did we almost hit someone, or did we almost get hit.

"You two brats, didn't you hear me? You're still dawdling like this, and you're still walking in the middle of the road. You're looking for death." Immediately afterwards, a ferocious voice sounded.

Yan Baihu also came to his senses, looking at his younger brother who was crying loudly with blood on his shoulder, and hearing these words, an evil fire rose from his heart.

This made Yan Baihu's eyes suddenly blood red.

In addition to being distressed by the little brother being bullied, there is also a bit of nature.I can't see anyone being superior.

Yan Baihu suddenly raised his head and looked at the person who caused the accident. The first thing he saw was a carriage. This carriage was decorated with riches and honors, and the owner of the carriage seemed to be either rich or noble.

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the person sitting in front of the carriage.I saw this man with a hunchback and a tiger's back, his face was full of flesh, and he had a fierce look on his face.

At this moment, he was holding a whip and looking at Brother Yan Baihu viciously.

The whip was still stained with a little blood, obviously the person who swung the whip just now was exactly this person.

(End of this chapter)