There was a heavy rain in Shangjing that day, and everyone could only follow Pan Zhengxi in a trance, splashing water, lightning and thunder, Li Jianhong was still in the commoner clothes, rolled up his trousers, and walked down the street in clogs, carrying Duan Ling and Duan Ling riding on his back. On his father's back, he held an umbrella to see the posted list.
In front of the list are all servants, only the father and son came over in person and looked up.
"Has my name." Duan Ling said, "The eighth! The eighth!"
"Well." Li Jianhong said, "Of course my son is not bad."
Duan Ling shouted the eighth, the eighth, Li Jianhong was amused, he carried him into the Biyong Hall, and the concierge came over and said, "The servants are not allowed to come in, someone will clean up for your son."
"My father." Duan Ling said to the doorman.
The concierge swept Li Jianhong up and down a few times, and had to let him in.
The two of them were almost drenched, and the students from Biyongguan Middle School came to report in the afternoon, so Duan Ling went to get the name badge, signed it, and found him in his room. When the rain subsided a little, Li Jianhong let his son wait in the room and went back to get some things by himself.
The bed was made, the quilt was folded, and after drinking the ginger soup to ward off the cold, Duan Ling said to his father, "Go back, you should be like Mingtang, and have dinner in the evening."
Li Jianhong nodded, and more and more people came. He wore a bamboo hat to cover his face, and leaned out of the window to talk to Duan Ling.
"You should be optimistic about things." Li Jianhong said, "Don't put things in the east and west. The school is no better than your home. If you lose it, no one will find it for you."
Duan Ling said "um", and Li Jianhong said, "Three meals a day should be eaten in batches."
More and more teenagers came to report, and they were greeting each other outside. Duan Ling said "um" a few times, took Li Jianhong's hand, and sent him to the back door. He was even more reluctant, but he knew that he had to hold back at this moment, otherwise, as soon as his tears came out, Li Jianhong would never end.
"You go back, Dad." Duan Ling said, "I can take care of myself."
Li Jianhong didn't come here for a few months, so Duan Ling almost forgot how he came here when he was in Mingtang.
"You go." Li Jianhong said, "don't worry about me, I'll see you when I have time."
Duan Ling nodded, suddenly ran forward, hugged Li Jianhong's waist, buried his head in his arms and rubbed his head, then let go of him, turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Li Jianhong stood outside the door, looking at the empty backyard.
"Don't let it go." The concierge advised, "You want to study and test for fame, go back, go back?"
Li Jianhong let out a long sigh, and the clogs made a "knock" and "knock" sound on the bluestone road.
From the other side of the courtyard, Duan Ling, with red eyes, ran after Li Jianhong, looking around as he ran, until his father was far away, he reached the corner, rubbed his eyes, and turned away.
On a sunny night after the rain, there was a refreshing breath in the air. Duan Ling returned to the room, only to see Cai Wen making another bed, and Cai Yan watching from the side.
"Don't put things around." Cai Wen instructed, "This is not a home. If you lose it, no one will find it for you."
Duan Ling couldn't help laughing, and Cai Wen nodded at him and said, "You two take care of each other."
Duan Ling stepped forward, patted each other with Cai Yan, Cai Wen ordered a few more words, put down some money and left.
"You are here too." Cai Yan said.
Duan Ling saw that Cai Yan had passed the exam first, and knew that he would definitely come, but he didn't expect to be in the same room with him. Cai Yan said, "Helianbo lives alone in the opposite courtyard."
Duan Ling ran over to greet Helianbo. Helianbo simply nodded and said to Duan Ling, "Badu, let's go... let's go."
"Well." Duan Ling nodded and said, "He will be fine."
Helianbo laughed and pointed to himself. The two fingers made a "walking" motion. Duan Ling understood and said, "Go, let's eat."
Many children in the Biyong Hall knew each other. The Han family didn't come. It is said that they went back to Beijing. They had not seen each other for several months. It made the teenagers become more stable overnight, calling each other Brother Yan and Brother Duan... They would bow their hands when they met, nodded and smiled.
When the classmates met again, the sadness of Duan Ling's separation from his father was slightly relieved. However, when he returned to the room to lie down after dinner, Duan Ling felt lonely again. He turned around on the couch, missing his father's warm body. Down, the temperature of the skin, and the pillow on his arm, feeling his breath and the powerful heartbeat in his chest.
"Mosquito?" Cai Yan asked.
"No." Duan Ling didn't dare to move any more, so as not to disturb Cai Yan's peaceful sleep. This was the first time he shared a room with his classmates, so he tried to be very careful and didn't want to disturb him.
"Are you homesick?" Cai Yan asked again.
"How can there be." Duan Ling replied, "Didn't you live alone in Mingtang before?"
"Yeah." Cai Yan replied, "Where's your Tong Yang Xiang Gong? Haven't come back yet?"
"No." Duan Ling remembered the absurd things he said to Cai Yan before, and couldn't help laughing, and said, "My father is here, let him do some errands."
Cai Yan turned his head and glanced at Duan Ling, just as the moonlight came in and fell on his face, with red lips and white teeth, Duan Ling looked at Cai Yan, and Cai Yan said, "Isn't it different?"
Duan Ling said blankly, "What?"
Cai Yan said: "My brother and I, everyone would say the same thing."
Duan Ling didn't think about it at all, he just thought that Cai Yan had grown up, so Duan Ling said "um".
"Not a mother." Cai Yan explained.
"Oh." Duan Ling replied.
Cai Wen has thick eyebrows and big eyes, while Cai Yan has very delicate facial features, and has the arrogance of a scholar. He is ignorant to others, but he is very caring to Duan Ling, because Duan Ling is not aggressive in the first place. Competitiveness, Cai Yan naturally came up with the idea of protecting the weak.
There was an intermittent sound outside.
"Someone is playing the flute?" Duan Ling was inexplicable, got up, opened the back window, and the fragrance of summer flowers floated up.
Cai Yan sat up and looked from a distance. The sound of the flute was difficult, like a novice fingering person blowing while thinking about it.
Cai Yan: "..."
Duan Ling: "..."
"Seeing each other happily?" Duan Ling finally heard it, and said, "It's seeing each other happily!"
Cai Yan put one hand on his forehead and said, "This is the worst song I've ever heard."
While the man outside was playing, Duan Ling felt uncomfortable for him. He wished he could finish playing for him, but the flute sound had no sense of style at all.
"Who is this?" Cai Yan had goosebumps all over his body.
Duan Ling: "..."
Duan Ling guessed who it was, but couldn't help laughing, and didn't dare to say it.
"Stop blowing!" In the next room, Helianbo finally couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed open the window and roared, then threw a flower pot out.
"And let no one sleep!" Cai Yan said loudly.
The flute finally ended, but Duan Ling did not close the window. Cai Yan said, "Sleep, sleep, and you have to get up early tomorrow."
Duan Ling covered the quilt, curled up quietly in the quilt, closed his eyes, and thought about Li Jianhong. In the dream, a falling flower slowly fell, whirled in from the window, and landed on his pillow. A stone hit the window, making a soft noise, and the window closed automatically.
"The way of university is in Mingmingde..."
"Know, then you can be calm, and then you can be still..."
"Things have a beginning and an end, and things have a beginning and a beginning. Knowing what comes before and after is the closest approach..."
The Biyong Pavilion was supervised by four officials. Ji Shi is a chubby and amiable middle-aged man. He is in charge of everything in the museum. Two department officials supervise their studies. Supreme institution.
There are also several doctors of the Five Classics giving lectures in the library, as well as a number of teaching assistants. From rituals to teaching assistants, all of them are Liao officials of high rank, but they are all Han people. When students meet in the corridor, they must stand still and salute respectfully.
"Yeah." At this time, either at ritual or at the Doctor's head, he would nod his head, but there was a slight difference in his nasal voice. It could be heard that when he met a Han Chinese, it was "um" and when he saw a Liao person, it was "uh" .
A new life has begun, from "the vast universe of heaven, earth, and yellow" to "the way of the university lies in Ming and Mingde", from "there must be my teacher in three people's walks" to "fat meat in the kitchen, fat horses in the stables, hunger for the people, and lust in the wild. Hungry..." The summer sun didn't change, neither did the classmates, but Duan Ling felt that everything had been turned upside down.
In addition to reading and writing essays, he also practiced the six arts in the Biyong Hall, such as rituals and music, and the number of books. Every morning, Duan Ling would get up and go outside the school to assemble, and practice archery first in the morning. In the past, most of the Chen Kingdom did not teach horseback riding and archery.
On the first day of riding, a student broke his arm and went back with a wailing cry. Duan Ling was trembling as he was afraid of being trampled into patties by the horse's hooves. Fortunately, Li Jianhong had taught him to mount a horse before. when.
"Not bad!" said the instructor, "ridden, get off! You get on!"
When Cai Yan went up, the horse moved abruptly, causing him to fall, and he was very embarrassed. Duan Ling hurriedly stepped forward to help him back. At this moment, someone came in from outside and whispered a few words. The instructor was startled and went to look for the sacrifice, leaving a group of young people in front of the porch whispering, and an inexplicable horse.
"Aren't you learning?" The teenagers cried out in agony, with sore shoulders and low back pain, and they moved their arms one after another, eager to go back and lie down.
There was a faint muffled sound in the distance, and there seemed to be horses passing quickly on the street outside.
"What happened?" Duan Ling asked.
Cai Yan didn't know either. After a while, the sacrifice came in, his face was not very good, and he said, "Today's classes have all stopped first, and everyone will go back to the room and stay there. Don't come out without notice."
The teenagers were in an uproar, but Siye said with a straight face, "What are you doing?"
Immediately it was quiet again, a salute was made before the sacrifice, and the teenagers returned the salute at the same time, lined up to go out, and today's schoolwork is over. As soon as he returned to the room, the students came to visit and discuss, Helianbo came to look for Duan Ling and waved to him.
"What, what?" Helianbo looked at Duan Ling, meaning "Do you know?"
Cai Yan stood in the yard, put a damp and cold towel on his face, and said, "It may be about to fight."
Before he finished speaking, there was another muffled sound in the distance, and Duan Ling was startled. The students shouted, and Duan Ling pulled Helianbo and said, "Come here!"
Helianbo knew how to go to the corner of the courtyard, bent over his knees, Duan Ling stepped on Helianbo's back and climbed up the wall, followed by Cai Yan, and the two of them worked together to drag Helianbo up. The three teenagers climbed up another floor along the roof of the dormitory, jumped from the eaves to the roof of the main hall, climbed high and looked into the distance, and the bungalows in the city were unobstructed.
In the distance, a huge boulder flew in outside Shangjing City, and the sound came one after another.
"It's fighting!" Helianbo said excitedly.
"A fight has started." Cai Yan frowned deeply and said, "Is it a Yuan person? Has it hit the city?"
Duan Ling: "..."
He remembered a negotiation between his father and Yelu Dashi. The matter seemed to be in Li Jianhong's hands, but where was he now
"It's a fight." Duan Ling said in a complicated mood.
More boulders flew in, and the patrol department scattered in the streets and alleys of Shangjing, like a bifurcated river, extending in all directions, going to various gates to defend. Duan Ling remembered that Cai Yan's brother was the patrol commander, so he comforted: "Your brother is a strong martial artist, it will be alright."
Cai Yan said "um" and nodded. Helianbo also found himself overexcited, and patted Cai Yan's shoulder to comfort him.
"Climb higher and see." Duan Ling said, "I don't know what to do with the North Gate."
The three of them slid along the roof and climbed up to the bookstore. The bookstore has three floors. They rode on the railings and looked into the distance. Now I can see it more clearly, there are beacon fumes outside the city, troops are dispatched at the city gate, and a lot of Yuan troops have gathered.
"You said you can hold it?" Cai Yan asked Helianbo.
Helianbo shook his head, and Cai Yan asked again, "You fought with the Yuan people, how are they?"
Helianbo didn't speak, and finally shook his head again.
"You must be able to hold it." Duan Ling said, "Don't worry."
Cai Yan said: "Fortunately, Batu took a step first, otherwise he would die at this moment."
Thinking of the past, the three of them couldn't help but sigh, Batu couldn't escape, and there was no direct connection with whether Okuotai came or not to attack Shangjing. If he hadn't left Shangjing that night, I'm afraid that now Qi Chi and his son will become Yelu Dashi's. Ghost under the knife. From this, Duan Ling couldn't help but think, if he became a proton, would his father stop his march outside the city
"Who is it!" The next Si Ye was full of anger and roared.
The three secretly thought badly and were discovered. They hurriedly fled to avoid it, but the sacrifices said in the courtyard: "Slow down, no punishment or no punishment, don't fall."
The three of them went down slowly, and Ji Shi graciously instructed: "Kneel here, don't get up without orders."
Duan Ling: "..."
A quarter of an hour later, Duan Ling, Cai Yan, and Helianbo knelt in the courtyard, their hands behind their backs, and paced aside.
"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country." The sacrificer said seriously, "Do you know what you can do for the country?"
The three did not dare to answer, for fear of being beaten, but the style of the Biyong Hall was completely different from that of Mingtang, and they seldom beat people with a board, but Duan Ling would rather be beaten, because the chanting of sacrifices was really unbearable for him.
"Master Tang." A patrol guard came over.
"Seriously reflect here." Tang Jishi turned around and left.
As soon as Tang Jishi left, the three of them moved in unison and began to look in the direction he left, until he disappeared into the corner, Helianbo quickly got up and said, "Go."
Duan Ling said, "Just kneel for a while."
"Why are you kneeling even after the war?" Cai Yan pulled Duan Ling up and said, "Let's go."