Zhang Yue asked again: "Can my brother live here?"

Butler Wu said: "Of course, this is Lang Jun's home, and everything is decided by Lang Jun."

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "That's good."

After they had had enough wine and food, Zhang Yue said to Butler Wu: "Take care of my brother."

Butler Wu said yes and asked, "Where are you going, Mr. Lang?"

"Go back to Taixue!"

Butler Wu was surprised and asked, "Mr. Lang, you don't want to live here?"

"Of course."

Butler Wu was surprised: "I don't know why?"

Zhang Yue didn't answer, but just said to himself: "I don't understand even if I tell you."

After saying this, Zhang Yue stepped into the streets of Bianjing.

Is this a bad house?

It's not that it's not bad, Zhang Yue is very satisfied, but it's just that it's too good to live here. It's not that the life of fine clothes and fine food is bad, it's because the fine clothes and fine food have sapped his energy.

Who doesn’t like fine clothes and fine food? Who doesn’t love beautiful women? But we might as well wait until we are admitted to Jinshi.

As the saying goes, those with deep desires have shallow secrets, and those who are heavy on the outside will be clumsy on the inside.

There was a chief minister in the Ming Dynasty named Wang Xijue, and his father was the richest man in Taicang. One day when he was going to school, the academic officer saw his patched shoes and couldn't help laughing and said: "Is your family so poor that you can't even buy a piece of cloth?"

I'm sorry."

Immediately, someone told the Tixueguan about Wang Xijue's family background. The Tixueguan sighed greatly and said, "If a child like you doesn't succeed, who else can succeed?"

Some people must say that Wang Xijue is pretending.

But Wang Xijue came first in the provincial examination, first in the general examination, second in the palace examination, and finally came in second place.

Results can defeat all doubts.

Under the night view of Bianjing, Zhang Yue could not help but memorize "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"

...Sigh! The fortunes are not good, and the fate is many.

Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, it is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong is in Haiqu, there is no lack of bright time? It depends on the gentleman to see the opportunity and the master to know the fate...

After reading this, Zhang Yue paused and read louder...

When you are old and strong, you would rather move your white-headed heart. When you are poor and strong, you will not fall into the blue clouds. When you drink from the greedy spring, you will feel refreshed, and you will still be happy when you are in the dry path. Although the North Sea is on credit, it can be picked up when it is soaring; the east corner has passed, and the mulberry trees are not.
Chapter completed!