"Wow..." The biting river water splashed down from the palm of his hand again, returning to the river where it belonged.
Zhang Zifan squatted by the river, took a splash of river water, and cleaned his lower cheeks. After reading a book in the carriage all night, I just needed this ice water to wake me up.
There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and then from the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of gray leather boots stopping beside him.
"Zhang Jijiu worked so hard all the way and didn't forget to read books. He is a true national scholar." Zhang Zifan smiled lightly, shook off the water stains on his hands, and stood up.
"I heard that there is a huge pile of military documents in the Generalissimo's carriage - how do I know that the Generalissimo didn't stay up all night?"
"Hahahaha——" Yelu Yaoguang was in a very good mood and said with a long smile: "In front of such a great talent as Zhang Jijiu, you are just doing your own thing." When this idiom came out of his mouth, Zhang Zifan was slightly surprised: "Oh? It seems that the Generalissimo has learned a lot in the past few months in the Central Plains." Yelu Yaoguang laughed loudly, crossed his arms and said, "In these days in Luoyang, I often go to the 'school' to take classes. I also got to know many bachelors from the Hanlin Academy, and I often learned something from the conversations." Zhang Zifan laughed dumbly.
This guy didn't appear outside, and he didn't seem to distinguish the identities of the two people at all during his words. Although Yelu Yaoguang is from Mobei and has an unusual status, and he should be afraid of being treated poorly, the place where he stays is Luoyang.
Luoyang, the land of Gyeonggi Province! Nowadays, the emperor has great talents and great military virtues, so that the political affairs of the government and the public are clear and clear, the treasury is abundant, the Tang Dynasty has a territory of millions, and the barbarians from all directions are defeated one after another.
As a resident of the largest city in the world, how could he be afraid of this mere Marshal of Mobei?
Regardless of whether he was a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy who often claimed to be the proud son of heaven, even if he knew Yelu Yaoguang's identity, he was still willing to include him.
As a northern barbarian, it is a good thing to be eager to learn. As Chinese scholars, it is our duty to teach them. Therefore, this set of rules really allowed Yeluyao to get a lot of things in vain.
But the more this happened, the more it inspired his heroic ambition. ————
"Why did Zhang Jijiu come to Youzhou?" The entourage in the distance was already preparing breakfast. Yeluyao stood beside Zhang Zifan and asked casually with an indifferent expression.
Zhang Zifan didn't doubt that he was there, he just smiled and pointed at the young students wearing cotton-padded jackets beside the carriage and horses not far away.
"Take the students to travel, and then do the work assigned by the Holy Spirit to me." Yelu Yaoguang said calmly: "Mr. Zhang is a great talent, and Yao Guang has heard about it for a long time. Yao Guang didn't believe it before, but since he heard about it one day, Mr. After the lecture, I realized that I had studied for ten years in vain!" Zhang Zifan was a little surprised.
"Has the Grand Marshal ever attended my class?" The Hanlin Academy re-established by Li Jing has reformed and set up some large classes in open locations, allowing some young people with letters of introduction and school passes to attend classes.
The Marshal of Mobei looks thick-browed, but he actually has the means to get these things? Yelu Yaoguang was a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head: "A certain person spent ten taels of silver to buy a pass from someone else... A certain person changed his clothes that day. There were too many people attending the lecture. I'm afraid Mr. Zhang didn't notice it. Someone." Zhang Zifan suddenly realized: "That's it." Then he heard Yelu Yaoguang boast a lot, nothing more than praising him for his outstanding literary talent, top academic skills, etc.
At the end, Zhang Zifan heard Yelu Yao sigh suddenly, and he seemed to be aggrieved and said: "Mr. Zhang is so talented, how could the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty be willing to let him do such trivial things!" Then, he continued to say intentionally or unintentionally: "What if? I will make Mr. Zhang the prime minister and take part in the decision-making on major military affairs!" Zhang Zifan humbly replied: "There are many capable ministers in the court, and I still have many areas that need to be tempered. Your Majesty also knows people and makes good use of them."
"Eh -" Yelu Yaoguang waved his hand: "Sir, you are being humble. I think your emperor just failed to see your talent, so you asked him to do this trivial matter of taking people on a tour." Zhang Zifan smiled but did not answer.
The former was about to speak again when he suddenly heard a deep voice coming from behind him.
"Yao Guang!" He was suddenly startled. He and Zhang Zifan turned around and looked around, only to see Yelu Abaoji leading two servants to come quickly.
As soon as he came over, he glared at Yelu Yaoguang fiercely.
"What nonsense are you talking about to Zhang Jijiu!" Zhang Zifan smiled and defended the Generalissimo next to him: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter... The Generalissimo has extraordinary insights, and I just want to have a chat with him." Yelu Yaoguang My heart moved slightly.
Zhang Jijiu is such a good person...glaring at the somewhat dissatisfied second son, Yelu Abaoji bowed apologetically to Zhang Zifan.
"Yao Guang grew up in the grassland and did not know the etiquette of the Central Plains. Xiao Wang is here to apologize to Zhang Jijiu." Zhang Zifan smiled and narrowed his eyes, but his hand movements were not slow and he helped Yelu Abaoji up.
"Gui Yigong...oh no, the king is too worried. I am not a person who pays attention to vulgar etiquette."
"That's good, that's good. In Xiao Wang's car there is a jade carving and golden toad that he received a few years ago. I heard that Zhang Jijiu belongs to the Tianshi Mansion family. I would like to use it to lend flowers to the Buddha and give it to Master Jijiu." Faced with this. Zhang Zifan just smiled and waved his hands politely at King Mobei's kindness: "Your Majesty, I don't want to refuse the kindness of your Majesty. However, I have no longer joined Taoism, so I can only refuse." As he said this, he pointed his finger at the sky. Hot campground.
"I guess the food has been prepared. I just feel hungry now, so I won't spend more time with the King and the Generalissimo. I'll leave for now..." Yelu Abaoji was rejected and was not too annoyed. He just looked at Zhang Zifan with a faint smile. Leave politely.
But Yelu Yaoguang felt very annoyed. Seeing that he was the only one left around him, he said angrily: "Father, what do you mean?" Yelu Abaoji sighed and patted the latter's shoulder.
"My father understands your thoughts - it's a pity that you have used the wrong person." Yelu Yaoguang was very reluctant: "Father, do you know the power of this sacrificial wine?"
"He alone can influence at least hundreds of students in the Central Plains! Not to mention his father, he is the contemporary Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion! If we make good friends with him, in the future..."
"Okay." Seeing that his second son was contradicting him more and more, Yelu Abaoji didn't want to control him, so he just asked a question lightly.
"Do you know who the dean of the Hanlin Academy and the principal of the Central Military Academy of the Tang Dynasty are?" Yelu Yaoguang was stunned at first, and then frowned: "Does it have anything to do with that sacrificial wine?" Yelu Abaoji squinted at him, I just feel that my son is so stupid and cute.
"It's Li Jing, the current Emperor of the Tang Dynasty - the young talents you have made friends with during this period, whether civil or military, are all disciples of the emperor." I... Yelu Yao's light was messy in the wind.
"Ask you again, do you know why this sacrificial wine went north with us?" Marshal Mobei was a little panicked and stammered: "No, it's not to take students on a trip..." He patted the stupid son's face with his rough big hands. Shoulders, Yelu Abaoji felt more and more that he had become smarter in the past few years in Luoyang.
He sighed and said a few words before leaving.
"He is the leader of the negotiations with our Mobei. He is going to Youzhou, and Mobei will be a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty." The two servants also followed Yelu Abaoji and left, leaving Yelu Yaoguang alone. petrochemical.
He couldn't imagine how Zhang Jijiu, who didn't put on airs and was easy to talk to, was laughing at him in his heart.
He couldn't imagine that his little actions in Luoyang were always under the surveillance of others.
Datang - there are no good people.
