I studied abroad in modern times

The day to select the book boy came quickly. On the third day after the news reached Zhuangzi, the ox cart that took Zheng Fa to Zhao Mansion came to Zhuangzi.

"I also want to go to the city to play!" The younger sister Zheng Shan pulled Zheng Fa's sticky sleeves.

The main residence of the Zhao family is located in the inner city of Jingzhou City. Not to mention the six-year-old girl Zheng Shan, even Zheng Fa has never been there.

"Shan'er!" Before Zheng Fa could say anything, Zheng's mother had already raised her little ears and scolded her: "Your brother is going to the main house. How many people are watching him? He's not going to play. Why don't you make trouble again?"

Looking at the little girl with tears in her eyes, covering her red ears, Zheng Fa touched her round head and said, "If you have time, I will bring you delicious food in the city."

…

"Mom, I'm leaving."

Standing next to the bullock cart, Zheng Fa said goodbye to his mother.

Zheng's mother didn't say anything. She just took out a clean coarse cloth bag and unwrapped it. Inside was bread and a few slices of bacon. She handed it to the old man driving the carriage: "Sir, you have been traveling hard. I made some food here. There is nothing at home." Good stuff, good padding for the road.”

The old man took off the pipe from his mouth and took it with a smile.

Mother Zheng watched him accept the baggage before begging him: "This is the first time for my child to go to the city. He is young. I hope you will take good care of him and don't offend the noble man."

"It's easy to talk about." The old man glanced at Zheng Fa and said, "This kid is obedient at first glance. He can't make any mistakes. There is no doubt that he will still have a future."

Zheng's mother glanced at Zheng Fa and whispered: "I don't expect anything about the future. I just hope that he will come back safely..."

…

The oxcart is getting farther and farther away from Zheng Fa's house. Looking back, you can still see the figure of the mother and her little sister looking at the oxcart from a distance.

"Sit tight!"

The old man driving the car suddenly said something loudly, and the black whip in his hand passed through the sky and hit the cow's buttocks.

The speed of the car suddenly increased, and Zheng Fa was not prepared. He fell backwards and held on to the guardrail to steady himself.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the rice in the field beside the car passed by suddenly.

The speed of the ox cart was beyond Zheng Fa's expectation.

It was difficult for him to estimate the current speed, but it felt to him that it was not slower than the buses he had taken in another world.

The car is a very ordinary car, the kind of cart usually used to deliver food, with wooden boards underneath and guardrails on both sides.

But the cow driving the cart was unusual. It was different from what he had seen before. The cow was huge, almost three or four meters in length.

The most conspicuous thing is a sarcoma on the cow's spine. When running, the blood vessels on the sarcoma bulge, and you can even see the surging red blood in the blood vessels.

What surprised Zheng Fa even more was that the cow was so huge and so fast, but when its hooves hit the ground, it made no sound and was extremely smooth, as if it was riding on the wind.

"Are you scared?" the old man laughed.

"This cow?"

"This is no ordinary cow. It's called Danzhu Cow. I heard it has a trace of the blood of a spiritual beast and can travel thousands of miles in a day! And this precious cow is not only fast, but also stable!"

"Spirit beast? A trace of blood can be so magical..."

"Our Zhao family is not an ordinary family. There are only a handful of people like this in Jingzhou City!"

"Is the Zhao family so powerful?"

"Awesome? More than just awesome! There are immortals in our Zhao family!" Speaking of this, the old man felt a bit proud: "Since our ancestors multiplied their descendants in Jingzhou City a thousand years ago, generations of our Zhao family have been able to enter. Immortal gate, get the fate of immortality!”

"The Immortal Sect? I have always heard that the Zhao family has the support of the Immortal Sect. Is this true?"

Zheng Fa was refreshed. After all, he was born in Zhuangzi, and he might not know as much about this world as he did about the other world.

Although I had heard many legends about immortals before, there were none as certain as the old man.

"Which of the three major aristocratic families in Jingzhou City does not have a fairy background?" The old man took out a piece of bacon, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, took a look and said, "Do you want to have immortality?"

Zheng Fa nodded.

"For the sake of this bacon, I kindly advise you that this is not something we can imagine. I have been in the Zhao family for half my life, and I have never seen even a hair on the immortal's face."

Zheng Fa pursed his lips and stopped talking. Only the sound of the long whip accompanied the silent journey.

At noon, the bullock cart stopped in front of another Zhao family's farm, and a young man about the same age as Zheng Fa got on the cart.

As soon as he saw Zheng Fa, he looked a little uncomfortable and asked with a bit of hostility: "Are you also going to be the seventh young master's book boy?"

Before Zheng Fa could speak, the old man driving the carriage said lazily: "It's not just you two. There are nearly dozens of people of the same age in the Zhao family up and down in Jingzhou City. Anyone who hasn't come, that is, you live there." It's far away, I'll pick you up."

Zheng Fa was stunned. He only knew that the seventh young master was favored, but he didn't expect that the competition for a small book boy position would be so fierce?

The young man who had just got on the bus seemed to understand what the old man meant. The look on his face was slightly calmer, but he still sat in a corner away from Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa could feel that his eyes glanced at him from time to time along the way.

After a while, the young man finally said, "My name is Huang Yu, what's your name?"

"Zheng Fa."

"Did you go to elementary school?"

"Been there."

Huang Yu's face looked a little ugly again.

Zheng Fa added: "I stopped after only one year."

"I went to elementary school for five years!"

Huang Yu said excitedly. He moved and sat next to Zheng Fa: "If I hadn't been too old, I would have gone when the seventh young master chose a book boy."

Zheng Fa secretly laughed in his heart. This guy probably felt that he was no threat to him, so his attitude had improved a lot.

"After five years of elementary education, you are sure of success this time." Zheng Fa followed his words.

Sure enough, even though Huang Yu tried his best to hide it, his eyebrows were dancing and his face was smug.

But the old man driving the car sneered.

"I don't know what the identity of this seventh young master is. The position of a book boy can be competed by dozens of people, and there are talents like you, Brother Huang."

"you do not know?"

"My little brother has lived in the farm for a long time, and his eyes and ears are blocked..."

Huang Yu looked him up and down, and saw that although his clothes were clean, they were old, and the corners of his sleeves were washed so white that they were transparent. The fear of Zheng Fa in his heart disappeared again.

He thought for a while, closed his mouth, and didn't answer.

Zheng Fa knew that this person probably didn't want him to get some additional information from him.

However, the old man driving the carriage spoke up. He answered Zheng Fa's question: "Our Zhao family is divided into three rooms, and the eldest room is the head of the family."

"Could it be that this seventh young master is..."

"Yes, the seventh young master is the only legitimate son of the eldest family. The wife only has one daughter and one son. Therefore, although the seventh young master is young, he will be the head of the Zhao family in the future. Now the outside manager of the eldest house of the Zhao family is said to be the head of the family. He was born as a scholar when he was young and is extremely respectable.”

Zheng Fa understood immediately.

Of course, being a book boy is not a powerful position, but this thing is similar to the so-called latent official in the history books of another world, and the merits of Conglong.

Winning is a future.

"Besides, I heard..." The old man turned back and glanced at Huang Yu: "The seventh young master's sister, but the immortal seed of the Zhao family, has long been favored by the immortal sect! The position of this book boy, let alone You guys, even the kids from the prominent stewards’ families in the city are fighting! Hey, so what if you’ve been to elementary school for a few years?”

Zheng Fa now understands the value of the seventh young master's position as a book boy.

The only legitimate son of the family head.

My sister even got a chance to be immortal.

The position of this seventh young master can be said to be as stable as Mount Tai.

Zheng Fa glanced at Huang Yu, who was standing aside, and saw that the other person's face was turning red. He probably knew in his heart that the old man was beating him:

Don't look at it, you have gone to school a few more years than Zheng Fa, and you are in front of the children in charge of things in the city.

You are also from the countryside.