How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

After wiping his face fiercely, Xie Chengze pulled up Bian Yangchun in front of him and said to everyone, "My friends, there is no need to be polite. Here, I am just Cheng Ze, the son of a merchant."

All the students stood up and looked at Xie Chengze with mixed feelings.

Who would have thought that the frail brother Cheng Ze, who was drinking and chatting with them without any airs and looked like he would fall down if pushed, was actually the second prince Xie Chengze, the most beloved by the current emperor?

If it weren't for the emperor's special reward, perhaps the second prince's contribution would have been forgotten by the world and all the credit would have fallen on the head of Prefect Liang.

Of course, it’s not to say that Prefect Liang didn’t deserve a good reputation because he didn’t make any contribution, but at least, the Second Prince shouldn’t have given his all but got nothing in return. That would be too unfair.

"Your Highness, why are you doing this?" Bian Yangchun sighed.

"Reputation is just icing on the cake for me. It's dispensable. What's important is that after I leave, there must be a backbone to support the people of Yizhou to continue to persevere." Xie Chengze shook his head indifferently, and then smiled, "Also, it's also to prevent you from calling me Your Highness."

Upon hearing this, the students couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

The second prince is so approachable, completely different from what the rumors say!

The people of Jian'an are blessed to have two princes!

After some greetings, Xie Chengze bowed to everyone and said, "It's getting late, and you guys should set off for home. I wish you all a safe journey, and hope you all have a safe and smooth journey. Just do good things and don't worry about the future."

"Brother Cheng, I want to thank you for your good words!"

"Brother Cheng! See you tomorrow!"

"Just do good things and don't worry about the future! Everyone, let's go!"

Ouyang Jiu and Ji Songhua returned to their hometown together. Jing Ze and Ouyang Jiu sympathized with each other and said goodbye to him specially.

"Brother Jing, we'll see you in the capital next spring!" Ouyang Jiu hugged Jing Ze deeply and said goodbye reluctantly, "With Brother Jing's talent, you will definitely pass the imperial examination that day. By then, we will all wear red robes and sing together at the Qionglin Banquet!"

"Thank you for your kind words, Brother Ouyang. Have a safe journey!" Jing Ze bid farewell to Ouyang Jiu with reluctance in his eyes.

Ji Songhua had been staring at Zhu Xiaobiao. Before leaving, he couldn't help but said to Zhu Xiaobiao, "Brother Zhu, what happened before..."

Zhu Xiaobiao shook his head and smiled, "It's in the past. I understand you. In fact, I myself felt it was unlikely to be accomplished at the time."

But the Second Prince fulfilled his big words.

Ji Songhua was speechless for a moment. After a while, he stretched out his arms, hesitating, "Before I leave, can I..."

Zhu Xiaobiao scratched his neck, feeling a little bit hypocritical, but when he saw Jing Ze and Ouyang Jiu hugging each other, he curled his lips, opened his arms, and hugged Ji Songhua, "Okay, I wish Brother Ji a safe journey as well."

Zhu Xiaobiao hadn't hugged anyone for a long time, and his memory was still stuck on the time when he was fat and strong and carelessly hugged his beautiful concubine, so this bear hug could be said to be stuffing Ji Songhua directly into his arms...

But because he was much shorter than Ji Songhua and now much thinner, such a bear hug was actually equivalent to stuffing his entire body into Ji Songhua's arms. In addition, there was still a lot of soft flesh on his body, so when he bumped into Ji Songhua, Ji Songhua only felt like a soft and enthusiastic little dog bumping into him, and the feeling of being hugged... was very good.

Zhu Xiaobiao didn't know how long a farewell hug between two writers should last, and he thought Ji Songhua must know, so he planned to wait until Ji Songhua let go before he let go. However, after waiting for a long time, he found that Ji Songhua not only held his back tightly, but even stretched out a hand and began to rub his hair.

Zhu Xiaobiao:?

Is this also a way for literati to say goodbye?

Zhu Xiaobiao thought about it and considered reaching out to touch Ji Songhua's head to avoid appearing to be unliterary. However, before he stretched out his hand, someone grabbed the back of his clothes and pulled him out of Ji Songhua's arms.

Zhu Xiaobiao turned around and found that it was Jing Ze who had said goodbye at some point, and Ouyang Jiu was standing beside him, looking at him and Ji Songhua with interest.

Jing Ze lowered his eyes slightly, met his puzzled eyes, and said in a light tone, "My lord, haven't you hugged enough? If you are so reluctant, why not let Brother Ji stay, and Brother Ouyang stay as well? After all, keeping one is better than keeping two."

Ji Songhua coughed lightly, "Brother Jing, you misunderstood. I was the one who lost my composure just now."

Zhu Xiaobiao, who had just reacted, blushed and stammered, "I, this is not the first time I'm saying goodbye to you scholars, so I don't know the rules!"

"Brother Zhu, don't panic. There are no rules for students to say goodbye." Ouyang Jiu was used to seeing Zhu Xiaobiao's stubborn and competitive appearance and his serious appearance when lecturing. This was the first time he saw Zhu Xiaobiao blushing shyly. He couldn't help but find it very interesting. He opened his arms and said jokingly, "Come on, let's hug each other~"

Zhu Xiaobiao subconsciously opened his arms, but just as he raised his right foot, Jing Ze's slender figure blocked the two of them and said in a light voice, "Okay, it's not like we won't see each other again, let's go."

Ouyang Jiu withdrew his hand with a little regret, and said with emotion, "How boring, Brother Jing~ You were hugging me and saying you couldn't bear to let me go just now~"

Jing Ze glanced at him coldly, then looked at Ji Songhua, "Brother Ji, goodbye."

Ji Songhua coughed lightly, "Well, see you again if we are lucky."

After saying that, he glanced at Zhu Xiaobiao and said, "Brother Zhu, let's go now."

Zhu Xiaobiao waved his hand.

Let’s go, it’s better to go. Once we leave, no one will bother us anymore.

Ouyang Jiu and Ji Songhua left, but Bian Yangchun and Gu Ying stayed because Gu Ying was going to be Liang Wanda's personal bodyguard, and Bian Yangchun was worried about Gu Ying being alone, so he stayed with them.

As for Zhang Yuheng...

"Brother Yuheng, aren't you going home?" Xie Chengze asked curiously. In fact, he has always been concerned about why Zhang Yuheng, a student from Yuzhou, appeared in Baoxiadao and came to Yizhou with Bian Yangchun and others.

Judging from the distance he walked, Zhang Yuheng should have set out before the court issued the manuscript.

Zhang Yuheng had a walking stick on his waist that he had picked up from somewhere. It was long enough for him to write on the ground. He wrote slowly, "My grandfather is Zhang Kan, the governor of Shuzhou. This time, I was ordered by my father to go to Shuzhou to celebrate the New Year with my grandfather and his family. It's still early, so there's no need to rush."

Xie Chengze: ???

What? Am I hallucinating?

Who did you just say your grandfather is? The prefect of Shuzhou next door, Mr. Zhang Kan???

So, he actually asked the grandson of the prefect of Shuzhou to dig and cook manure for him every day? !

"Then why didn't you say it before?" Xie Chengze broke into tears.

Zhang Yuheng wrote on the ground: "Just like Your Highness, I am afraid you will call me Little Master Zhang."

Xie Chengze: ...

Damn it, I am speechless!