Chang'an is good

Qiao Jijiu shook his head: "It's hard to say..."

He seldom leaves the Imperial College on weekdays, and hardly gets involved in those political affairs.

"But the current situation..." Qiao Jijiu looked at the swaying river and said slowly, "There may be waves everywhere."

Chang Suining also looked at the river.

That's right, it's possible anywhere.

But if this layer of waves rises, it will affect the entire river.

At this time, there was a wind, and the yellowed willow leaves on the old willow trees by the river fell down. Although the fallen leaves were light, they also made pits and ripples on the surface of the river.

"What the hell are you kidding, it's time to put in the pole!" Qiao Jijiu urged.

The sky is big and the earth is big, nothing is more important than collecting the pole.

"Come on, shake it like this first..." Qiao Jijiu pointed patiently: "This will make the hook hang deeper, so that the fish will not break free easily..."

Chang Sui Ning followed suit one by one.

A herring struggled and was pulled up from the water, causing a splash of water.

Qiao Jijiu said with satisfaction: "Fish in autumn is always easier to catch..."

Chang Suining grabbed the herring, took it off the hook, threw it into the fish basket, and watched it struggle with its tail flicking in the fish basket.

Fish die for food, man for profit.

The wind was getting stronger and the sky was getting darker. Chang Suining was no longer in a hurry to take the bait, but subconsciously looked at the surging wind and clouds in the sky on the other side of the river.

Looks like it's going to rain.

This autumn rain has been brewing for a long time, the rain is always going to fall, it is just the difference between one day and one day later.

Before it rained, Qiao Jijiu put away his fishing rod.

The wind was overwhelming, and the Jujube ended early, Cui Lang ran over to carry the fish basket, and the group returned to Qiao Jijiu's residence, talking and laughing.

"What's on your mind, Mrs. Chang?" Xi Zhiyuan, who was traveling with her, asked.

The young man has fair complexion, narrow and long eyes, and always has a smile on his face, giving him a good temper.

He gets along well with Cui Lang and others, and he never talks much, and he often nods to say yes to what others say, and it is rare to ask this time on his own initiative.

Chang Sui Ning, who didn't say much along the way, didn't deny the words, but said, "I was thinking about something."

"Is it because of the Hibiscus Fair?"

Chang Suining shook her head. She didn't intend to speak deeply, so she casually asked the other party: "I heard that Mr. Xi will be graduating in the next year. I don't know what his plan is after that. Will the president stay in Dasheng, or return to Dongluo?"

"There is no specific plan yet." Xi Zhiyuan smiled: "We need to discuss with the family before making a decision."

"Why don't you go back to Dongluo? I'll just stay in Dasheng. Are you really willing to give up our Wuershe?" Cui Lang leaned over, holding the fish basket in one hand and leaning on Xi Zhiyuan's shoulder with the other.

Xi Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile: "Of course I'm reluctant."

Cui Lang smiled and said: "You are a first-class student in the ten-year examination. After graduation, it is no problem to find an official position in Beijing. Why don't you become a Dasheng citizen and marry a girl from our Dasheng to be the head of the house. Isn't it wonderful?"

Xi Zhiyuan coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable on his fair face.

Qiao Yubai smiled and said, "Zhiyuan has always been thin-skinned, so please stop teasing him, Mr. Cui Liulang."

"This is not a joke, I am seriously planning for Zhiyuan."

A group of people laughed and said that when they returned to Qiao Jijiu's residence, they saw a group of about ten supervisors waiting outside the courtyard gate.

The leader is Song Xian, and most of the rest are faces from Xunmei Society.

Song Xian saw Chang Suining at a glance.

The girl in the green robe also looked at him.

This was the first time the two met after that chess match.

There was no hostility, no complacency on the girl's face, and no emotion worth mentioning. She just nodded to him as usual when she looked at him, which was regarded as a greeting.

Song Xian avoided her gaze, but nodded slightly.

"I heard that today is the birthday of offering wine, and the students came here to congratulate." Song Xian and others stepped forward to salute, and presented the prepared birthday gifts.

"It's rare that you have a heart." Qiao Jijiu nodded in relief, and said with a smile: "It's enough if you have your heart, and you can take these things back."

"It's not something precious, it's just a trivial gift, mostly calligraphy and paintings made by students."

"That's right, just accept the sacrificial wine."

The students all looked very sincere, Qiao Yubai explained with a smile: "You students don't know something, the master abbot of Dayun Temple once said that this year's father committed the Tai Sui, so it is not suitable to hold a birthday banquet, let alone accept gifts. This is an act of escape.”

Song Xian was startled when he heard the words, but immediately saluted and said, "Since that's the case, it's the students who are being rude."

"It's okay." Qiao Jijiu said with a smile, "Take the things back and keep them. I'll collect them next year."

All the students responded in unison.

"Do you want to stay and eat together?" Qiao Jijiu pointed at the fish basket in Cui Lang's hand: "Fresh fish just caught!"

Song Xian and the others had different expressions when they heard the words.

I have to say that the way of keeping people to eat by offering wine is quite driving.

"Since sacrificial wine is inconvenient to hold a banquet, the students will not bother."

"Yep……"

A group of supervisors bowed and said goodbye.

Cui Lang, Hu Huan and the others had the audacity to stay for Cengfan, and then they also left.

Seeing Song Xian and others walking in front, a young man beside Cui Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "Cui Liulang, shall we go and tease them?"

In the past, those members of the Xunmei Society were more arrogant than the other, and they always looked down on them in words, and now it is a good time for them to take revenge in the Wuer Society.

"What are you talking about?" Cui Lang slapped him on the head: "Master has explained that it is not allowed to do things that hurt a villain. The matter on the chessboard is settled on the chessboard. Afterwards, it is absolutely not allowed to ridicule the opponent by winning or losing."

He deliberately raised his voice to make sure Song Xian and the others could hear them clearly.

After speaking, Cui Lang felt good, and felt that his own image and bearing were elevated in place, even though he was as tall as Mount Tai, he would feel ashamed and insignificant in front of him at this moment.

I have to say that this feeling of standing on the highest point of character and morality is much more enjoyable than ridiculing the other party!

It has to be the master!

Cui Lang was magnanimous on the surface, but secretly pleased with himself, he led the people in the society swaggering past Song Xian and the others and left.

Song Xian pursed the corners of his lips slightly.

The expression of the companion beside him changed again and again: "Brother Song, they..."

Song Xian was silent for a moment with complicated emotions, and said: "They have done a good job."

The rest were also silent.

The attitude of the other party these days is indeed nothing worth talking about.

After a while, Song Xiancai said, "Let's go."

He thought about it many times these days, and he went to Dengtai Tower to view paintings more than once.

He gradually understood where he lost. He lost not only to the self-willed girl in his eyes, but also to his blind prejudice.

Because the other party was apprenticed to Qiao Jijiu but he failed, so he had dissatisfaction and prejudice against the other party from the beginning, but he refused to admit it, so he would always find all kinds of reasons to belittle and deny her, including the other party's female status ——

His original intention was to protect his dignity and face, but in the end he lost all his dignity and face.

If he had been able to go to Dengtai Tower earlier, if he had seen the picture of tigers in the mountains and forests before, and had been able to appreciate the openness contained in that painting with his own eyes, he would not be so arrogant that he would definitely win She won't lose if she doesn't compete.

In other words, when he treated people with a biased color from the beginning, he had already lost ugly.

That game of chess was the biggest loss he had ever lost since he entered Beijing.

Those comments and ridicules are what he deserves, more than a month is enough for him to accept all of this, now he should take this as a warning, always alert himself, and don't repeat the same mistakes again.

As for the 'little girl' who won him...

Thinking of this, Song Xian dodged for a moment.

He hasn't figured out how to face her yet.

But he will soon leave Guozijian to prepare for the spring affairs, and there should be no chance to see him again in the future.

……

On the other side, Cui Lang was stopped halfway by the servants who found him at home.

"...Father wants me to go back?" Cui Lang tensed his scalp: "Can I not go back?"

After returning from the hibiscus flower banquet, he thought that those clansmen would sue, so he went straight into the Imperial College, not even daring to enter the house, just avoiding his father.

The servant also had a troubled expression on his face: "The master is ill, and the madam specifically confessed, so you should go back."

"Father is sick?" Cui Lang was stunned, and quickly said: "Then I can't go back. At this time, my father will be very angry when he sees me. Isn't that sickness worse?"

In the end, he said seriously: "I'd better stay in the Imperial College to fulfill my filial piety."

This purely fictitious method of filial piety made the servant smile bitterly, and then lowered his voice and said: "But Madam said, the reason why the Lord fell ill is because of the big man's flower banquet to propose marriage, and it is precisely because he can't get married." I can't scold Da Lang-jun, so I fell ill because of depression, if you don't even go back, the lord may go crazy..."

"The co-author, A Niang, wants me to go back and die on behalf of my elder brother!"

Is he really his own?
"It can't be said that they are all Dai Dalang..." The servant said euphemistically: "Then you did help at the flower banquet, didn't you..."

Cui Lang wanted to cry but had no tears.

All these years, the reason why this family can barely maintain it is all because of his life!

……

Anyifang, Cui's family, Cui Wei was half leaning on the couch with a sick face.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he asked Lu in a cold voice: "It's been this hour, why hasn't that Zhu Zi returned from the Imperial College? I am so ill now, and he has even forgotten the rules of serving my father Yet?"

Lu Shi said coolly: "Master Lang is counting on Lang'er to serve the sick, it is better to count on the monkeys in Mount Emei."

Cui Wei frowned: "You..."

How could he feel that Lu Shi, who has always been obedient to him, always wants to choke him between the lines since he came back from the hibiscus flower feast?
Who gave her the guts?

Cui Wei didn't get angry, and said coldly: "I have been busy dealing with the accusations of those clansmen these few days, but I haven't had time to ask you, why did you help that rebellious son at the flower banquet that day?" Nonsense!"

As we all know, in his case, Shuzi refers to the second son, and Nizi refers to the eldest son.

Lu's heart skipped a beat, she knew that it was not time to completely turn over, and she still had to be patient for a while when facing her unlucky husband.

In the next moment, her eyes turned red with ease.

At the same moment, the maid had already stuffed the veil into the hands of his wife.

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