128, find out the route(1/2)
"Hurry up, kick over, kick over!" a young man shouted as he rushed forward.
"How can I kick me when I am blocked by two or three people? Come and help me stop people!" Another young man said angrily.
When the others heard this, they rushed towards this side and stopped the person blocking the boy.
"Look at grandpa's shot!" The young man escaped from the siege and did not pass the ball to others, but directly aimed at Fengliu's eye on the net and shot it.
Unfortunately, he missed the shot and the ball flew directly towards the outer wall. As soon as Chu Ci and Zhang Hu turned around, they saw a ball flying towards this side.
Even if it is a modern hollow football, it is very dangerous to hit people. In ancient times, there is leather on the outside and rice bran on the inside. If Chu Ci, the Wushu, was hit by this ball, he would probably have a concussion.
It was almost time for him to say that, Zhang Hu, who was behind, suddenly raised his leg and kicked hard towards the flying Cuju, and the thing flew away instantly.
Chu Ci breathed a sigh of relief and patted Zhang Hu on the shoulder: "Big Hu, thanks to you."
Zhang Hu laughed and said, "Master, this is what I should do."
The boy over there was a little embarrassed to almost kick someone. It was okay to meet someone, so he ran over to pick up the Cuju on the ground.
However, when he ran to Cuju, who was kicked away, he was stunned.
"Hey, Silang! Why haven't you picked up Cuju?" his companions called out in the distance.
"You guys come and see it yourself!" Jiang Xian was extremely depressed.
The other boys ran over with laughter and were stunned. The Cuju actually broke and the rice bran inside emerged.
"This, this, this, I bought it yesterday! It uses the best leather, and the store said it won't break if it's been played for a long time! I'll find him later!" The one who spoke was the boy who just called passing the ball.
The name is Zhu Feng.
"Silly, do you think it seems like we were kicking it out? The threads on it are broken, and this is silver thread. Often the leather is broken, and this thing is still firm!"
"Then, was that the man kicked like this just now?" The man took a breath, then looked at Zhang Hu with fear.
Seeing that Cuju was no longer available, the others dispersed with a coaxing sound. In an instant, Jiang Xian and the others were left on the huge field. They ignored the broken Cuju on the ground and surrounded Zhang Hu.
, Zhang Hu was so hard that he couldn't help but hide behind Chu Ci.
"Are you a new student?" Jiang Xian asked when Chu Ci looked tender and looked at him.
Chu Ci smiled but said nothing, Jiang Xian said again: "It's like you should be in the inner courtyard, why did you come to the outer courtyard?"
"Is the outer courtyard not good?" Chu Ci asked.
"Okay, that's OK." Jiang Xian smiled and mocked her a little.
"Just OK, then I'll be right." Chu Ci also smiled.
"Hey, Silang, this Cuju is broken, what are we going to play?" Wu Guang looked at it with no energy and directly interrupted them.
"Why climb over the wall and go out for a walk?" someone suggested.
Chu Ci looked at it and found that the walls around were almost three meters high. "How can I turn over this wall so high?"
"Isn't this simple?" said the student who just proposed. He was a little fat and smiled like a thief. "Come with me."
Chu Ci followed him to the wall, and then saw the fat man fiddling on the wall a few times, and took out a few bricks in turn. The originally airtight wall instantly turned into a straight ladder.
He grabbed it with his hands, kicked his feet, and immediately climbed up.
The other three people also surrounded him and said, "Old Zhu, what's wrong with you? How can you tell others our secret?"
"What a secret, and isn't he from the outer courtyard? I know what this is! Could it be that he would ask someone to seal it up?" Zhu Mingyue said indifferently because he liked this person. Zhu Mingyue's name
It sounds a bit like a girl, so he never lets them name it.
Chu Ci touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed. He really made someone seal this place.
"When I came here just now, I saw that the old master in the church seemed to be about to wake up. Are you still going out?" Chu Ci said.
"Hey, don't be afraid. We have already put the Anshen Soup in the tea that Mr. Zhang drank. He will wake up in the afternoon?" Zhu Feng grinned. This Anshen Soup was drunk by his grandfather. Last time he was rested.
He stole a pack from his house and put it a little in Mr. Zhang's tea bowl, and they could be relaxed for the afternoon.
"Oh, that's how it is." Chu Ci nodded, "Aren't you afraid of drinking Master Zhang?"
"Is this a bad drink?" Zhu Feng widened his eyes, "This was given to my grandfather by Doctor Qian, who asked him to drink it as tea at night, unless he wanted to kill him!"
Chu Ci carefully pondered his words, and it sounded like this student's family background was unusual.
"Do you still want to go out?" Zhu Mingyue, who was riding on the wall, became a little impatient.
"Go out! Old Zhu, please let me go." Zhu Feng said, climbing up after a few seconds, and then Wu Guang climbed up the wall.
"Silang, why haven't you come up?" The three of them rode on the wall and looked at Jiang Xian.
Jiang Xian looked at Chu Ci: "Are you going with us?" He clearly wanted to pull Chu Ci into the water. As long as he went there, he could not complain.
Chu Ci shrugged, can he succeed if he doesn't go? He has to figure out the way these guys' truant truant. He pinned the fan on his waist, grabbed the hole in the wall, and slowly climbed up.
Jiang Xian beside him looked at him contemptuously, then grabbed a hole in the wall, kicked his feet, and lightened his body, and stood on the wall.
He jumped down first and then called on others to go down. After Chu Ci climbed up, he found that he had been leaning against the wall with a wooden ladder. When he climbed to the top of the wall, he could just go down from the wooden ladder.
No wonder they kept calling this Silang! It turned out that no one dared not go down!
He carefully climbed down the ladder, and Zhang Hu followed behind him. Zhang Hu's chest was bulging, and he didn't know what he was pretending.
"Let's go! I'm asking you to listen to the opera!" Zhu Feng said proudly, thrilling the wallet in his hand.
Chu Ci followed them and walked out from a small path behind the Imperial College. He didn't have to pass the mountain gate at all, but he had to cross a river when he got down the mountain.
Chu Ci was about to ask, but he saw Wu Guang and Zhu Mingyue dragging a wooden board from somewhere, and then he put it up and walked over.
Good guy, just to escape from school, do you have to work so hard? Those who don’t know think there are some monsters and monsters inside! Chu Ci sometimes doesn’t understand what these students think. Isn’t studying a happy thing?
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Crossing the river, the group walked for a while and arrived at a street in the north. It was crowded with people and the shops on both sides were full of guests. Compared with Wenxingfang where Chu Ci lived, it seemed much more lively.
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Zhu Feng and his friends walked into a theater called "Changyin Pavilion", threw a ingot of ingots and asked for a private room to sit.
He is obviously a teenager, but when he does these things, he is particularly mature and worldly, completely different from the young people in Chu Ci’s hometown.
"Oh, you come on the first day today, let you order a show first. By the way, what's your name?" Zhu Feng suddenly remembered that the student who came with them with a smile did not even tell them the name.
"My surname is Chu, so you call me Brother Chu. I don't know your name yet."
"A name is worth hiding? You are so unhappy! My name is Zhu Feng, his name is Zhu Mingyue, but you can only call him Lao Zhu. He is Wu Guang, you can call him A Guang. He is
Jiang Xian, we all call him Silang." Zhu Feng was obviously a talkative person. He had despised Chu Ci and refused to tell his name. Later, he said all the names of them.
"I'll be lucky to know my name tomorrow, don't be too surprised at that time." Chu Ci smiled mysteriously.
"The surname is Chu?" Zhu Feng and the others looked at each other. Is there any noble family in the capital whose surname is Chu? They thought for a while and felt that Chu Ci's father was probably a brigade who had just been transferred back to the capital to work.
Let's take a lie.
Chu Ci sat in the same place with these furry children and listened to several plays, which made him want to doze off. To be honest, Chu Ci never had any appreciation for the music.
The furry children also looked a little interested. They leaned on the chair, drinking tea and eating snacks, occasionally shaking their heads with the opera below, and a pale and empty expression appeared on their faces.
How much do the teenagers like to listen to operas? They just don’t know how to pass the time, so they can only learn from the playboys outside, stay in the theater all day long, and ignore everything outside.
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"Report to Your Majesty, the floods in Xi County have gradually receded, and the local people have begun to use labor for relief and rebuild their homes."
"Thank you all for your hard work. These days, I'll let you take a day off tomorrow and don't need to go to court." Emperor Tianhe looked at the dark and blue eyes of these officials of the Ministry of Works and Revenue, and felt a little embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, you are the hardest-working thing. You have to deal with floods and other matters. You are so diligent in serving the country and the people, why dare we say we are tired?" said the Minister of Revenue.
"Haha, the article of the top scholar, I have to give him a reward. If I remember correctly, the article of the snow disaster that year seemed to have been mentioned. Now I want to come.
, Maybe the article at that time was also written by him."
"Congratulations to Your Majesty for obtaining this good talent. This is actually your Majesty's blessing." The Minister of Works said immediately.
"Haha, this top scholar has indeed made some achievements in this matter. By the way, the top scholar has gone to the Hanlin Academy? It will be Duanyang immediately, so he will write a tribute to him."
"This is why I have been worried about floods recently, but I have not paid attention to the whereabouts of the top scholar. This matter is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Personnel. It is better for Your Majesty to summon the Minister of Personnel to ask for it." The Minister of Revenue suggested.
Don’t say that they really don’t know where the top scholar is. Even if they know, they can’t say it! The emperor is a suspicious creature. If he thinks about it one day, he will definitely think, OK, you are the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Industry.
But he is kuan, even the imperial court has to interfere with the matter of appointing officials! Do you think they are wronged at that time?
Sure enough, the emperor was not angry either, and he just said that it would be late tonight and he would leave the person to ask after the morning court tomorrow.
The next day, the Minister of Personnel stayed tremblingly. When he heard that His Majesty was asking about this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked someone to send the list of the officials sent to this term.
At the top of the list, the name of Chu Ci was written. The one who followed him was not the Hanlin Academy’s editor, but the Imperial College.
"Why did he go to the Imperial College?"
The Minister of Personnel explained: "This is the place where the top scholar chose himself. I heard from the people below that the top scholar seemed to want to imitate the sages and had many students all over the world, so I chose this place."
"Absurd, how can the position of a court official be chosen by himself? If he wants to change his place one day, he will decide whether he will decide whether he will!" The emperor said excitedly and couldn't help coughing loudly. The eunuch next to him quickly patted his back.
Hand over tea and help him to calm his temper.
"Summon him to me, I want to ask him personally." Emperor Tianhe recovered and ordered with a calm face.
To be continued...