Infinite Sims

in the yard.

Wan Jinghao lowered his head slightly and stood quietly beside several loads of gifts.

Several neighbors around and several people at home looked over from a distance. They didn't know what Yue Da said to Wan Jinghao, and could only guess in their hearts.

"A li chief who manages hundreds of people, since he dares to secure a place in the academy that even his Shangguan can't get, does he have a trump card to rely on? Or does his IQ suddenly fall below the average?"

Jiang Ren felt it was interesting, so he focused on the few gifts next to him, and visually checked their value.

"According to the price of this world, these gifts are roughly equivalent to the labor income of an ordinary farmer for several years. It is really worth it to use these to suppress Wan Jinghao's dissatisfaction."

"Also, there are people watching nearby."

Yan Ren noticed the gaze coming from a house on the side, with the meaning of spying and surveillance.

It was not because of his good eyesight that he could find this person, but because the other party was too weak, most of his head was exposed, and he almost wrote a note "I'm not normal" on his forehead.

"The fairy grandpa."

Wan Jinghao calmed down and asked in his heart, "What do you think I should do now?"

Since he entered the private school, he has had a smooth journey.

At the beginning, I could still hear some rumors, but they soon disappeared, leaving only the pretentious kindness and greetings.

There were no setbacks, no difficulties, and it was indeed a good life.

But because of the lack of experience in those failures, when he encounters setbacks, he will inevitably fall into confusion, unable to find a breakthrough point with reason.

As for the stupid experience before the age of five, it can only enhance his resilience, but it cannot bring him the experience of facing such a situation.

"..."

After a long time without receiving a reply, Wan Jinghao felt a sense of loss in his heart.

The fairy grandpa is a fairy, so how can I answer this little question of myself...

Jiang Ren pondered quietly in his heart, but did not reply at the first moment.

The shadow of the resident Yue Mingzhou has covered the sky over Gunma Village for more than 20 years. If you want to be detrimental to Wan Jinghao's family, it is really not difficult.

The only people who survived the disaster were Wan Shi and Wan Jinghao, who was in the town.

Wan Jinghao's body has been strengthened with essence, but at the age of twelve, he is only about the same as a normal adult, and his fighting skills are not enough. Obviously, force is not enough to solve the problem.

In that case, we can only rely on external forces, such as... Si Lao.

"Go to your master." Jiang Ren reminded.

When Wan Jinghao heard his voice, he immediately cheered up: "Master Immortal, what do you mean..."

Jiang Ren repeated what he just said and said, "Someone is watching you."

Wan Jinghao pretended to be casual and looked around, and nodded slightly: "I'll move my things home first, and sneak out through the back door when no one is paying attention."

When he was carrying things, his mother also came out to help.

He quickly moved several loads of gifts into the house, and Wan Jinghao waited for another hour to make sure that no one was there, and then quietly went out through the back door.

Sneaking into the woods, he looked back and found several servants of the Lichang family not far from the house.

Some servants changed their clothes and tried to hide their identities.

But more servants stood brightly at the intersection, and when they heard someone passing by, they immediately looked over vigilantly, for fear that others would not know what they were doing.

"The Master said that a gentleman "repays grievances with straightness, and repays virtue with virtue."

Wan Jinghao's eyes flashed a faint cold light, and he turned to leave.

After walking around in the woods for a long time, it took three or four times slower than usual to arrive at Qingzhu Private School.

With no one around, Wan Jinghao stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"coming."

The boy's voice sounded, and after opening the door to see Wan Jinghao, there was no surprise on his face, but he said, "Senior brother is here to see the master, right?"

Wan Jinghao nodded and said earnestly, "I also ask Junior Brother and Master to inform us."

This boy is an orphan adopted by Si Lao a few years ago. He usually helps Si Lao with some small things. His identity relationship is very different from that of a student, and he is deeply trusted by Si Lao.

"Senior brother, come in and talk."

The boy welcomed Wan Jinghao into the door, and after closing the door, he whispered, "Senior brother, is it for the admission of Qingfeng Academy?"

Wan Jinghao was surprised: "How do you know?"

"It's not that I know, but the master knows."

The boy put away his smile and explained apologetically: "As for the quota, the master asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. He has already set off for Yecheng this morning, so you should wait at home for a while and stay in Qingfeng. Before the academy starts, you will be admitted successfully.”

"What kind of virtue and ability I am, to let the master run around for me like this..."

Wan Jinghao was touched, recalling the experience of the past few years, his eyes were a little red.

As a teacher, Lao Si has given him a lot of help. It can be said that he is the best person to him besides his family and the fairy grandpa.

A few days ago, I was away from the private school, so I thought I came here to ask for a place for myself.

This time, he is going out again, even if his identity may be unusual, he will inevitably run around a lot.

"If Master comes back, please notify me immediately."

Wan Jinghao said goodbye to the boy, and then left the private school.

learn! learn! learn……

At this moment, a passion for reading burst out in his heart.

Si Lao has paid so much for himself, so he must not let people look down on Si Lao. I don't say whether I can help him in the future, but at least don't be compared by others after entering the academy, so as not to embarrass him.

"Is this solved?"

Jiang Ren looked at it for a while and knew that he didn't need to come forward.

"I was born stupid. Starting from picking up a magical seed, a beautiful encounter, a mysterious master, his life took a completely different path. This is the growth story of a future emperor..."

Feeling that the more brain-filled the more outrageous, Jiang Ren immediately stopped imagining.

No wonder he thinks so, Wan Jinghao's experience is indeed too templated, he is Goldfinger, Si Lao is the background, and that little girl named Huang Lanxi...

It is simply natural!

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid this kid won't go to school after being slapped in the face."

"I pretended to slap the face again in the academy, and by the way cultivated a relationship with Huang Lanxi. After a series of repeated face slaps, I became the champion, and successfully brought the beauty back."

"In the end, it's either to become a prime minister under one person and more than ten thousand people, or to overthrow the emperor and do it by himself..."

Jiang Ren thought about it for a while and felt that the plot was pretty cool.

But as a golden finger without any physical sensation, this kind of development that seems to be predictable is undoubtedly boring to him.

Looking at the blue sky outside, he couldn't help but feel emotion - there is no end to life.

Yecheng, Qingfeng Academy.

There are two people in a study in the depths.

Huang Zeshu, the head of the academy, was middle-aged in a white shirt and was standing and painting. The disheveled Elder Si watched silently beside him.

Time eroded their youth, but could not take away their knowledge and literary talent.

clack!

Gu's painting pen is put aside.

Huang Zeshu looked at Elder Si and asked with a smile, "Brother Si, what do you think of my painting?"

"The arrogance is naturally natural, and the shape and meaning are all in it. The dragon is nine days, and he is extremely domineering. He is a rare picture of the nine days." Si Lao nodded and gave his approval.

"It's rare? Brother Si means that it has flaws?"

Huang Zeshu fixed his eyes on him, with a faint smile on his face, making it difficult to see whether he was angry or happy.

"Too much arrogance and too much of a situation, this is..."

When Si Lao said this, he stopped immediately.

Huang Zeshu chuckled and said excitedly: "What? Brother Si, don't you dare to say it?"

Si Lao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened his eyes and said, "The spirit in the painting is in danger of dying."

"As expected of the brother Si I know, even though he has been away from the court for more than ten years, he still sees the world so clearly."

Huang Zeshu looked at the wet ink on the painting, picked it up and folded the left and right ends in half, then tore it into a dozen pieces without hesitation, and laughed loudly at the same time: "Forbidden martial arts, forbidden martial arts, ban all roots. now..."

"Do you still want to go back?"

Seeing his appearance, Elder Si sighed softly.

Huang Zeshu's laughter gradually disappeared, and he snorted coldly: "You and I are both frustrated people, but the difference between me and you is that I never thought of giving up."

Si Lao's eyes flashed a trace of loneliness, but he didn't speak.

"Sit down, lest people say that I suppressed my old rival."

Huang Zeshu gestured to the chair in front of the desk. After seeing Mr. Si sitting down, he sat down and said, "I just came here in a few days, and it's about the quota?"

"One more place."

Elder Si was not surprised by his words.

As old rivals, even if they didn't pay attention to each other's information for a long time, the moment they met, they could roughly figure out what the other party was thinking.

Huang Zeshu showed curiosity on his face and nodded slightly: "I can make you come to my old rival twice, it seems that you are very optimistic about that student."

"Would you like to take a gamble that my student will become the same-term head of your academy within a year?"

The corner of Si Lao's mouth twitched into a smile, and his turbid eyes showed a light that had never been seen before.

His greatest achievement over the years was Wan Jinghao, and through years of observation, he found that this student was making progress almost every moment.

It's not academic progress, but progress in reading talent.

And this kind of progress is not a sudden surge, but one step at a time, with no limit to the progress, which is both stable and scary.

"Since you're so confident, I bet he can't."

Huang Zeshu smiled heartily and stopped without hesitation.

Neither of them made a bet, and it doesn't matter whether they have it or not, it won't affect their relationship.

After chatting for a few more words, Elder Si got up and said goodbye.

"Do you want me to deal with the person who occupied your place?"

Seeing that he was leaving, Huang Zeshu said, "I asked someone to check the identity of that person. My father was a little licheng, and he was the daughter of a county captain. Although I am far away from the center of power now, I can handle these matters. A little guy is fine."

"No need, someone will handle it."

Si Lao waved his hand, and then left the study.

Looking at the door that was just closed, Huang Zeshu chuckled: "Are you going to leave it to your student as a trial? I really want to see your student earlier..."

Thinking of Si Lao's appearance today.

He couldn't help but feel grateful for his persuasion seven years ago.

Even if the old rival can never go back to the past, seeing him regain hope in life is enough to make him happy.

While thinking about it, footsteps approached outside the door.

"Daddy."

There was an oriole-like cry from outside the door.

Hearing the voice, Huang Zeshu felt helpless: "Come in."

A girl pushed open the door and entered.

She was wearing a green lotus-colored blue cigarette shirt and a pair of jasper bracelets on her wrists, making her skin as white as frost and snow, her long black hair reaching her waist, and a pair of autumn eyes on her jade-white face Watery, light pink lips are as delicate as new peaches.

After the girl closed the door, Lian Bu gently moved to the center of the room, bowed her knees slightly and bowed to Huang Zeshu: "Dad."

What didn't match her dignified temperament was her mischievous, sly eyes.

"Have you finished your homework?" Huang Zeshu asked in a deep voice.

"Dad, you can do your homework anytime, so you don't have to rush it."

Huang Lanxi smiled, and then asked, "Didn't Uncle Si come to you? Why didn't you see anyone?"

"You are late."

Huang Zeshu said casually, and began to clean up the things on the desk.

As a person with a good book, he will not let outsiders touch everything in the study, including hygiene, even if the other person is a servant who is deeply trusted by him and has followed him for many years.

"That's it."

Huang Lanxi was a little disappointed, but she quickly regained her strength and came to the desk with her hands behind her back: "Dad, what is Uncle Si here for?"

Huang Zeshu glanced at her: "Your Uncle Si has a student coming to our academy."

Huang Lanxi's big eyes flashed, and she asked curiously, "Student? Do you have a name?"

Huang Zeshu: "Wan Jinghao."

"Wan Jinghao..."

Huang Lanxi read her name and opened her mouth in surprise.

A memory that was dusty in my mind was revealed~www.readwn.com~ When I went to Uncle Si's village with my father, I often sat under a big tree and happily ate pastries. The little boy who was nagging himself was also called this name.

Before he left, he made an agreement with him to exchange treasures.

It's a pity that he left early because of an urgent matter, so he could only put the precious cakes and books he didn't like, plus the letter he wrote in a hurry, on the tree. I don't know if he found it.

"After so long, what does he look like now?"

Huang Lanxi remembered Wan Jinghao's silly appearance, and couldn't help but have a smile on her face.

Seeing that his daughter was in a daze, Huang Zeshu lowered his head and continued to clean up the table.

He had already heard about the student that Mr. Si saw in his eyes.

It wasn't because the other party entered Lao Si's private school, or because the other party's reputation as a child prodigy spread to several surrounding villages, but because the other party used to be his daughter's playmate.

Seven years ago, the days when I went to persuade Si Lao.

My daughter often sneaks out to share food with Wan Jinghao.

Even if this matter can be kept from him, it cannot be kept from the servants accompanying him. If he hadn't deliberately let people go quietly, how could a little girl run out again and again.

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