He Shan Changhe of Baitou College had a long career of fifty or six years, the word was young, two ranks of the sergeants, the long face, the crocus.The look is a bit sad.The two narcissists, surnamed Fang and Luo, are 30 or 40-year-old readers, and they have a name for their talents.

As juniors, the disciples of the college, Jia Huan and other students left after seeing the ceremony.Mountain chief Zhang Anbo, Ye Yulang, Luo Yulang and others discussed in the main hall.

Jia Huan did not know how to talk about it, and finally the three people agreed to stay in Wen Dao College to teach their disciples.It solves the problem of insufficient staff in the library.

There are also more than 20 disciples of the White Tandang Academy who will be incorporated into Wen Dao College.According to the opinion of the college, these students need to start from the outer Shetong class.

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On December 2nd, the wind was clear.In the afternoon, before the recovery of the week, the edict of Zhang Anbo, the Imperial Palace of the Left Court, arrived at the Wandao College at the foot of Miaofeng Mountain.The mountain chief Zhang Anbo received the order, set to enter Beijing Shen on the next day, and face the holy words.

In the library, there is a strong sense of separation.Since the mountain chief Zhang Anbo resigned ten years ago to establish the school under Miaofeng Mountain, a class of sergeants has left.Now, the library’s founders are leaving.

Five of the disciples, such as Qiao Rusong and Ponze, intend to follow the mountain chief to sharpen themselves.The students of the school said goodbye and wished each other a future.

Clear at night, Jia Huan in the small restaurant in the college cafeteria to participate in the farewell to the Lang, Qiao Rusong, Pangze and other people's dinner, back to the Minglentang West Hall residence.

Liu Yishi helped him get a letter from the library gate and stuff it in the crack of his door.Jia Huan picked up the envelope, lit the candle, cut the seal, and looked at the light.This is a letter that Han Xiu wrote to him.

Han Xiu is now proud of the spring breeze in Beijing and has made up for the national sub-prison.The next year, the next year, it can end.With Jia Huan now understanding the level of darkness in the science field, it is estimated that Han Xiu is likely to take the entrance examination.

The Donglin Party has a previous history in the fraud of the field.At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the title of Qian Qianyi, the leader of the Eastern Forest Party, was bought at tens of thousands of silver.

In his letter, Han Xiucai said that the hand of the Shuntianfu Yinlu Xinhan misappropriation of river defense silver.The emperor was angry, and the new Hanfu Yin's office was dismissed and imprisoned for questioning.Involved in the South Library Secretary Zhang University.

In addition, the restoration of the old system, set up the governor of the sky, the governor, in charge of the north.

The Shuntian Governor and the Shuntianfufu Governor Yun overlap in the affairs of the two counties that govern Wanping and Daxing counties outside Beijing.Formation of two cases of trial.The authority of the branch.Avoid the re-emerging of river defenses.

Jia Huan read the letter, carefully pondered, and suddenly said in his heart: the mountain chief as the governor of the sky also has such a background.It’s a bit of a link above the hall!

Party leader Li University and Zhang University "wrenched their wrists".The university students stepped in and successfully pushed out the mountain chief.Pretty pretty functioning.

Jia Huan was pushing and knocking, and the door was suddenly pushed open, and he saw Gong Sun Liang's face still walking in with tears on his face, "Master Jia, Master, please speak."

Jia Huan put the letter well, got up, smiled: "Grandson brother, the mountain chief as the governor of the sky is a big happy event, how do you cry?"As the saying goes: I go out laughing, I am a man of the past.”

Sun Liang smiled embarrassedly and patted Jia Huan’s shoulder.He and his father are like a father.Over the years, they have been together, and they have deep feelings.Then, he could not help but cry.

When he arrived at Qushuiyuan, an old servant commanded several of the students of the college to pack up the mountain chief's belongings.Grandpa stayed to help.Jia Huan went to the library alone to see the mountain chief Zhang Anbo.Turn left in the main hall and pass a bright hall and a promenade, which is the library of the mountain chief.

The library has a booky, elegant atmosphere.The mountain chief Zhang Anbo's crown belt is languishing and thinking in front of the desk.The night came in lightly from the window, with the cold of winter.

Come in after the jabs.Zhang Anbo, the mountain chief, smiled and let Jia Huan sit down and slowly said, “Jia Huan, I left the college, there is a young brother, and your schoolwork should not be a problem.”Where the scriptures do not understand, write to me.”

He said, “Thank you, Mr. President, I will.”The mountain chief is about to leave the college, there are too many things to deal with, to arrange, a lot of things, but also think about his schoolwork, really let him be grateful.

Zhang Anbo smiled and sighed, “Unfortunately, I have only told you a few articles about Spring and Autumn.”The saint's pen cut spring and autumn, and the words are small.Reading the spring is very useful to you.“Do you have a good word for your watch?”

The mountain chief is the name of the Beijing master, and the achievements in the spring and autumn are very deep.

Jia Huan apologized: “Shou Shan is concerned.The disciple had already sent a letter to the edgy a few days ago, and asked the teacher to give the words.”He could hear the meaning of the mountain chief to give him the words.This is very close to him.But his letters to the eclectic Lin Qiang people have been sent.

Shanchang Zhang Anbo did not mind, and must laugh and say, “Good.”The Master is exalted and the character is right.The forest can have a disciple like you, enough to comfort life.”

He said, “You have not studied in this school, but it has an impact on your situation in your house?”I have heard the covenant say, "Sometime a time ago, your servant came to make trouble in the town."

Jia Huan shook his head: “It doesn’t matter.Just the housekeeper of Ningguo."He thought it might have an impact.But the impact should be small.His reputation spread throughout Beijing, Jia Furi could not have heard of it.There is no need to ask the mountain for help.

Zhang Anbo, the mountain chief, smiled and nodded, "The object, the knowledge, the sincerity, the heart, the body, the family, the country, the world."The Confucian is like that!”

He grinned at the corner of his mouth and did not answer.He is just a house of Jasmine, a ghost.The difference between the society is very serious in the social concept of the country.The treatment of the son-in-law and the son-in-law in the family, the inheritance and social status are very different.The family is what Jasper should do.

Zhang Anbo, the mountain chief, knew what Jia Huan thought at a glance and persuaded him: “Jia Huan, you must not be arrogant.”There are several people who have become court officials and sub-husted in the dynasty.You should consider the example.”

Jia Huan smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, the mountain chief."

Not a self-righteous issue.After the success of the name, as a reader, various preferential policies, can do a career.

If he can achieve the position of the court's heavy court and sub-hus down, he will surely gain the leading power of Jiafu.But the question is, how many years does it take to be a courtier?Jasper will be finished in a few years.When the building will pour out, his identity as Jiafu will bring deadly danger.

Zhang Anbo, the mountain chief, did not know the thoughts in Jia Huan's mind, persuaded him to say no more when he saw that he was of little interest.He told Jia Huan to do something: let him no longer be distracted by the things in Dongzhuang Town, but to concentrate on learning.

Jia Huan one by one, from the teacher's concern to keep him warm in his heart.After talking for about half an hour, Jia Huan took the initiative to say goodbye.The mountain has a lot to deal with.

Out of the library, the moon is high.Jia Huan stayed in the Qushuiyuan to help pack things.Think about his business and plan.

Jianfu is a “big hole”.He still took the liso with the clear, as far as the intention to fly high, light province.His escape plan was actually completed in seven or eight.The rest are just two things.First, after the middle lifting, back to Jiafu arranged, waiting for the future to come back to pick up Aunt Zhao, three sisters to explore the spring.

The second is to use silver to buy a legal identity and get directions.The generations of books in Liu Yishi's family have already told him that there are such a kind of "extinction" innocent account in the gate.Unchecked.Get the identity, silver, he can take the clear and far away from the hometown.It was completely separated from the house.

Of course, he will also have some troubles and troubles.For example, these students in the college, mountain chiefs, and talkers.It was great for him.His reputation will bring him troubles and risks.

My sister planned for him.I can't watch her marry Bao Yu, stand alone in the froze, and live a tragedy.I have to remind her; and the girl.Before leaving, you have to clean up Wang Xifeng's accompaniment room.

There is also the Qin Da beauty in Xiangshan Qixiaguan, expecting him to come up with the idea of untying her death.

These hand-tailed, human feelings have to be completed, in order to go.A little trouble.But the final return is within acceptable limits.Unconsciously, he is more and more in Chicago.

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The next morning, the lectured Lang and the disciples of the college sent five students of Zhang Anbo, three narrators, Qiao Rusong and Pangze to the steps of the gate of Wen Dao College.People are sorry for the other.

The luggage of the mountain chief Zhang Anbo is carried by the grandson, and there will be a carriage.Zhang Anbo arched his hand and said kindly, “Gentlemen, you don’t have to send it again!”

Ye Yulang was a little emotional and said softly, "Mountain chief, we will send it again."I don’t know how long it will take to get back to the library.All ages have been suffering.

The people went back to the east of the town.

On the morning of winter, the streets of Dongzhuang Town are very lively and prosperous.Worker, business, law enforcement, and so on.The scene of hundreds of soldiers sent to the mountain chiefs in the school suddenly let the people in the town onlookers, look at them, and ask what happened.

Zhang Anbo, the mountain chief, looked at the streets, houses, and the school a few miles away, and the Miaofeng Mountain, where he lived for ten years.The feeling in my heart is inscrutable.Again, he said, “Gentlemen, stay away!”

In fact, many of the students have red eyes.

Jia Huan's heart is also very touched, "Mountain Chief, let's send you again."

Luo Xiangyang said, "Mountain Chief, yes, we will send you again."

“Son, we’ll send it to you.”

Zhang Anbo sighed, wearing a Confucian shirt, and nodded.Continue to move forward.Everyone went forward for a while and kept sending them to the official road in Jingxi.Several carriages slowly came from behind the line and stopped at the official road.

Zhang Anbowen said, “You can send it here!”

Ye Yulang, Luo Yulang, Wu Yulang, Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang, Luo Xiangyang, Xu Yinglang, Liu Yiqiu, Zhang Sishui, Yao Wei, Qin Hongtu, Yi Junjie, Du Hong, Ji Cheng and other students of the college bent down to make a courtesy, "I wish Shan Chang this way to the wind!"

Zhang Anbo's eyes were somewhat moist, to make a salute, sat in the carriage, and left.Following the court's chin, disappeared into the official road.The winter sun shone coldly on the woods, the fields, the withered grass, the official roads, and the soldiers.

Don't leave the feeling, pour into your heart.

“Oh,” many students cried.The mountain is a generous elder, and highly respected.Many have received his favor.Take, for example, Jia Huan.

He remembered a well-known parting song in his future life.The National Li Uncle did.

"Gangting outside, the ancient road, the grass is blue... life is rare to be happy together, only parting... ask you how long to go here, when you come, don't wander... A pot of turbidity, don't dream cold tonight."(Unfinished.