Looking at Tang Guan who was hung on the beam, Guo Lingyun and Hou Jue sat upright in silence, fearing that they had somehow offended the old scholar and were also hung on it.
Although he won't die, it would be too embarrassing.
Raising his head and glancing at Tang Wan, who was swaying like dried bacon, Guo Lingyun sat up straighter. He still didn't understand what it was about Tang Wan that offended the old scholar, causing him to put down his scholarly restraint and hang Tang Wan on the beam in person.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Guo Lingyun quietly approached Zhou Li and asked while the old scholar was exchanging zombies with Hou Jue:
"Zhou Li, did Miss Tang offend the old scholar? Was there a mistake in etiquette? Or was there an omission in the title?"
"ah···"
Zhou Li looked at Tang Wan, who was dangling happily above his head, and moved closer to Guo Lingyun, whispering: "The old scholar has a broad mind, and he doesn't like red tape either."
"Then why should we punish Miss Tang?"
"Mainly she breathed."
"ah?"
"fine."
Zhou Li waved his hands and laughed, and said consolingly: "The old scholar never has double standards. He is just targeting Tang Wan. As for what happened behind the scenes, don't ask too much."
"Master Guo, don't worry."
As if he heard the conversation between Guo Lingyun and Zhou Li, the old scholar smiled, shook his head, and said:
"It's just some jokes between the old man and the little friend. Don't take it seriously. Don't take it seriously."
Inexplicably, Baihu felt a chill in his heart, and his instinct reminded him that he had better not ask any more questions, so he shut up obediently and stopped talking.
"By the way, I wonder who this is..."
The old scholar's eyes fell on Qianhu. Ever since Qianhu entered the door, the old man had always been very concerned about Qianhu.
He vaguely felt that this man seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, but there was a sickening radiance of justice on his face, which puzzled the old scholar.
"I am Qianhu, the Jinyi Guard of Shangjing. You can just call me Qianhu."
Qianhu was about to say his name, but for some reason he didn't say it. He felt a little flustered, but didn't pay too much attention.
"Sir Qianhu, there is no need to be polite."
The old man waved his hand. Although the Jin Yiwei was not in the rank, if you really counted, he was still a fourth-rank official, and he was also a military attache.
"You are an elder, and as a junior, I cannot be rude."
If the average thousand households heard the old man say this, they would probably be as good as donkeys walking down the slope. But at this time, Qianhu Holy Man's Disease is rampant. If you see an old man flying up and giving up your seat on a high carriage, how can you deal with it casually?
I saw Qianhu standing up again, clasping his fists and bowing, and gave a solid junior salute, "Old scholar, we are here to bother you this time. It is my incompetence that has caused you trouble, so please give me another junior salute."
Seeing the righteous Qianhu of Jinyiwei in front of him, the old scholar was immediately confused. He coughed awkwardly twice and said to Qianhu:
"Sir Senhu... Why is it necessary?"
"It's okay, that's it, Senhu-sama."
Zhou Li on the side was not surprised and said, "Sage men's diseases are rampant, please understand."
After a brief moment of embarrassment, the old scholar calmed down. Just as he was about to ask Hou Jue about zombies, there was a rapid knock on the wooden door.
"Oh, here we go again."
He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. The old scholar seemed to be very familiar with the knock on the door. He sighed and responded: "Come in."
After the old scholar finished shouting, the wooden door engraved with poetry was pushed open, revealing the figure behind the door.
Long brown hair, a thick brown beard, a wine nose, and intelligent eyes showing clear mental retardation. The man pushed open the door and walked in with a somewhat fat body. He walked through the front hall with difficulty and came to the crowd.
"Waiyi?"
Seeing this man's obviously foreign appearance, everyone was a little confused.
At the same time, the brown-haired man did not expect that there were so many people in the room, and was stunned for a moment after entering. He looked at the old scholar aside, opened his mouth, and said:
"Asi's gotta hoo ah de."
?
Looking at the blank expressions on everyone's faces, and then looking at the foreign man who looked innocent and seemed to want to express something, the old scholar sighed and said helplessly:
"He is a Saxon. He suddenly came to Taixue Academy a few days ago. He planted a bunch of strange flowers and didn't know what he was going to do with them. He also had the order of Taixue from Nanjing City."
After showing the token engraved with [Foreign envoys, acting cheaply], the old scholar said with a headache:
"A few days ago, the foreign language doctors from Taixue went to the capital together. As a result, there was no one who could communicate with this foreigner. He also planted those strange flowers every day, which made me have to ask Mr. Li to close the city to prevent Invasive species are very troublesome.”
Hearing this, Guo Lingyun, Qianhu and others also said that they did not know foreign languages and had no way to communicate with them. And just when the old scholar was preparing to communicate in sign language as usual, Zhou Li suddenly stood up and looked at this foreign friend with a serious face.
"hey"
Zhou Li looked at the man in front of him, who was very similar to the iron-bucket zombie brother in his memory, and asked solemnly:
“are you good malaysia?”
"What?"
The man was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. Although Malaysia himself didn't quite understand what the young man in front of him said, what he was sure of was that it seemed that what the young man in front of him said was really a foreign language.
In fact, Zhou Li can speak English, and his level is good. After making a joke that no one understood but himself, Zhou Li began to communicate with the other party in fluent English.
After a while, Zhou Li started to look a little weird. After the exchange, Zhou Li turned his head, looked at Li Kuan, and asked unspeakably: "Master Li, do you think the pea essence was violated and violated the law?"
"ah?"
Soon, with Zhou Li's help, the man finally communicated normally with others for the first time after living in sign language for a whole month.
The man's name was Dave Blitz, and he was a Saxon, later known as Britain. Dave is a member of a British organization called the "Spiritual Plant Hybrid Research Organization" and is also a professional plant researcher.
Dave came to Daming because he once met the love of his life at a business meeting between Britain and Daming. Since then, Dave missed that figure all day and night, and even lost his love for life for a time.
Finally, in order to find his favorite giant mushroom, Dave decided to go to the ocean and live in the Ming Dynasty in the name of a researcher.
"What are you waiting for?"
Guo Lingyun was stunned for a moment and asked with some confusion: "Did I hear wrongly?"
"That's right."
Zhou Li shook his head and said numbly:
"This guy likes giant mushrooms."
