Zhang Shu got into another carriage, followed by his servants, and the group left the place in a mighty manner.
Ci Song was sitting in the luxurious carriage, and he was very happy. He had passed the exam of Yan Sheng College and became a direct descendant. He thought that the father who came to this world would be happy when he knew about it. He had taken away his son for no reason. What he can do now is to compensate to the best of his ability, and then see if he can find a way to return to the living world.
"Master, the General's Mansion is ahead."
The carriage driver said to Ci Song respectfully, he knew the tricks of the most handsome man in Daliang. If he didn't serve him well, he wouldn't be as easy to talk to as Zhang Shuzhi. It would be a good thing if he didn't just reward him. .
"Got it, thank you."
When Ci Song heard the words, he cupped his hands and thanked him, and then slowly stepped out of the carriage. A tall mansion was located in front of him. The tall door plaque had three large characters "General's Mansion" written on it, and on both sides of the door were a pair of mighty stone lions, highlighting the The majesty of the General's Mansion.
"Thank you." Ci Song saluted the coachman and then walked towards the door of the house.
The coachman was also stunned, but he did not dare to stay too long and immediately drove away in the carriage.
When Ci Song walked into the door of the general's mansion, the two guards at the door saw him and immediately greeted him, "Major General, you are back!"
"I'm back. Two uncles, can my father be at home?" Ci Song asked.
He had heard from the maid at home that most of the guards at home were veterans who had been on the battlefield with his father. However, due to some reasons, they could not stay in the army, so they were brought back to the general's mansion by his father. As a bodyguard in the palace.
Ci Song himself had great respect for the veterans, so he called them "uncle".
"Back to the Major General, the General and Mr. Gongsun are in the study. The General has given instructions. When you come back, Major General, you can go directly to the study to find the General. By the way, there is a guest at home. Master, you can wait until the guest leaves before going to the study. That’s okay too.”
"Okay, thank you two uncles for reminding me."
Ci Song was a little curious about who the guest was, but it had nothing to do with him. He thanked the two guards and walked directly to the study.
The two guards glanced at each other and sighed. It turns out that filial sons really emerge from under the stick. How could Ci Song be so polite to them?
Since the last time the general brought the major general back to the house, "beated" him severely and left him lying in bed in a coma for three days, the major general seemed to have become a different person, treating everyone politely and politely. There is no airs anymore, and he has never done anything messy again. Everyone in the house can see this change.
Ci Song didn't know that his every move during this period was under the attention of others. Soon, he arrived outside the study. When he was about to open the door and enter, he heard the sound of his father and his wife coming from inside. The voice of a strange man talking.
"General Ci, the child in Shuzhi has only come to Zhongzhou not long ago, and the relationship with Xiao Song is just a small quarrel between children. Please don't take it to heart, General Ci."
"Prime Minister Zhang, Qi Bai knows your sincerity. In fact, you made it very clear in your last letter. Small conflicts between children can be easily resolved. You came to me specifically for this matter this time. Here, where does Qi Bai have any reason to blame a child?"
"Thank you, General Ci Haihan. I have some trivial matters today, so I will take my leave now. General Ci, Mr. Gongsun, when I have free time, I will invite you two to have a drink at Yipinju."
"Prime Minister Zhang, I'll give it to you for free."
After Ci Song outside heard the two voices, he turned around and walked to the side of the study, watching his father leave the place with a middle-aged man wearing black clothes and with a thin back.
"Young master, you are back."
Gongsun Cuo's voice rang in Ci Song's ears. He turned around and found Gongsun Cuo looking at him kindly.
"Grandpa Wrong, why did you suddenly appear next to me? Do you know how to space transfer?" Ci Song asked in surprise.
"Small tricks, young master, you can also master in the future." Gongsun smiled and stroked Ci Song's head a few times, and then said: "Your father and I found you outside in the study. It seems that you came back so soon. The results of this exam have come out, let’s go into the room and talk about it.”
"Okay, Grandpa Gongsun." Ci Song followed Gongsun Cuo to the study. As soon as he sat down, Ci Qi Bai came back.
"My son, how is the scenery of Yan Sheng Academy? Do you still like it?"
After Ci Qibai sat down, he did not directly ask Ci Song whether he had passed the assessment, because in his opinion, although Ci Song could write an extremely exquisite ink poem, his cultural background was far from what he wanted to be admitted to Yan Sheng Academy. standard.
He was afraid that Ci Song would feel sad because he failed the exam, so he did not take the initiative to mention the results. To put it bluntly, Ci Qibai never thought that Ci Song could pass the exam.
"Father, Yan Sheng Academy is very big and the scenery is very beautiful. I like it very much. The seniors are also very harmonious. I lost my way in the academy before, and a senior personally took me back to the entrance of the academy."
Ci Song said to his father with a smile on his face.
"Really? If my son really likes it, then father will give up this old face and go to Yan Sheng Academy himself."
"Father, why are you going to the academy?" Ci Song asked curiously, "By the way, father, I have now become the direct disciple of a gentleman from the academy."
"As my father went to the academy, I naturally tried to find a way to intercede for you and let you join Yan Sheng Academy. Wait, my son, what did you just say? You, have you become a direct disciple?"
Ci Qibai suddenly turned to look at Ci Song and asked with a surprised look on his face.
Gongsun Cuo on the side also widened his eyes with disbelief on his face.
Ci Song nodded with some confusion, "Yes, father, when I took the exam today, it was the chance given to me by the dean of Yan Sheng Academy. Seventy-two gentlemen in his academy tested me, and finally I was accepted by the teacher. Named personal disciple."
"Dean? You mean Yan..." After saying the word "Yan", Ci Qibai suddenly stopped. "It's Dean Yan. Father, do you know him?" Ci Song said in surprise. Hearing this, Ci Qibai did not answer, he just picked up the tea beside him and drank it in one gulp.
Gongsun Cuo stroked his beard and laughed, "It's more than just acquaintance. Your father and Dean Yan had peed on the same bed when they were young. It's not an exaggeration to say they are brothers with different surnames."
"Ah? No wonder Dean Yan had a strange attitude towards me after seeing me. By the way, father, I heard the Dean and the gentlemen in the hospital say that you are a 'sinner' and I am a 'queen of sinners'. What on earth is this? what's going on?"
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