Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

From Mr. System, Yang Heng found out that he is now the young master of a well-known wealthy businessman in the city. He is only 12 years old, and he is loved and loved at home. The eldest brother who is an official in the field.

Before he came here, this little young master was set up as a bully. He liked to make troubles since he was a child, and he played with people when he had nothing to do. No one dared to say anything.

Fortunately, his face remained the same as his own. If he turned into a fat boy with a full face, it would affect the completion of the task.

However, he does not intend to change his current image and continue to play the role of a brutal and unreasonable rough man.The reason is that he knows what kind of person Song Caijue is who he is going to approach now, a strict and polite scholar, and a fool who has been completely brainwashed by Confucianism.

If it was my former self, I'm afraid I can't do anything to him at all.But if it's an unreasonable bastard, it's not easy.

In the year of Song Caijue Dancing Elephant, he was 20, just arrived in Tianle (yue) in Kyoto, and was preparing to take the exam.And if he took the exam like this, he would be the number one scholar in high school and be selected by the current emperor. From then on, the official became prosperous and prosperous.

And Yang Heng just decided to take advantage of the fact that he hadn't started the exam these two days, and he was idle in the city, to get acquainted, and it was best for him to recognize himself as his younger brother.This is the best.

Originally, he thought that the task this time would not be difficult, hugs, he could get them anyway.Unfortunately, Mr. System added to him: It must be with love, not family or friendship.

This made Yang Heng anxious, and he had to die a lot of brain cells.However, this mission is very good and there are eight years, which is sufficient.

When he wins, he cuts off his finger, and then removes Mr. System, frying it in oil, roasting it in the fire, and soaking it in the oven.Mr. System: ...

He enjoyed the life of a young master at home for a day, and after he finished soaking in the natural hot spring, the servant who was sent out to inquire about the news came back.

"Young master, I found out. That Song Caijue is staying at Yingfeng Inn now, and I heard that he stays at home and concentrates on preparing for the exam. Master, why are you asking about this?" the boy asked curiously.

"Are you in charge?" Yang Heng glanced at the boy, and then asked the maid to wipe his hair. People with status in feudal society are really comfortable.

It's a pity that I won't be able to enjoy it tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Yang Heng got up to visit his "parents". Yang Heng's own parents sent him to an orphanage since he was a child. He grew up with his adoptive father since he was adopted, but his adoptive father was silent and indifferent. So he has never experienced the beauty of family affection.However, he still looks forward to his "parents" in this world.

When I arrived at the lobby, I saw the Yang couple sitting there, and saw Yang's father with slightly white beard and hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.But the Yang family is graceful and luxurious, and its charm still exists.

Yang Heng went straight to Yang's side and took her arm, and said in a slightly nasal voice, "Mother, I miss you so much."

"I miss my mother after I haven't seen you for a day. You are really clingy. Tell me what's the matter with us this morning? Is it because you don't have enough money, or is there a lack of servants?" Yang's red lips were full of lipstick. He kept opening and closing, his face full of pampering.

Yang Heng muttered in his heart: "No wonder her son will become a bully."

Father Yang couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Listen to him first, don't keep talking." Serious words, but matched with his round body, there is no majesty at all.

Yang Heng cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Father, mother, I'm here today, I just want to ask for one thing. I want to leave home for a while to see the scenery outside."

Yang was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Son, what's wrong with you? You suddenly made such a request. You have been with us since you were a child and never left. How can you survive as a child? No, absolutely not."

Father Yang shook his head in disapproval.

"It is precisely because I have never lived alone that I want to go out and be independent for a while. And I am not young anymore, and I have the ability to protect myself." Yang Heng knelt in front of the Yang couple, and knocked heavily after speaking. size.

"This..." Yang hesitated.

Yang Heng knew that as long as Yang's family was settled, it was equivalent to Yang's father, because Yang's father had always listened to Yang's family affairs.

"I won't always be a child. When I come back, I will become a talent." Yang Heng kowtowed three times, and left their sight without looking back.

After walking out the door, Yang Heng covered his forehead, touched the puffy bag on it, and said, "I'm going to smash the stone floor. But at least I don't have to worry about them causing me trouble."

He's free again now, and in a few years he'll be a good guy again.Feeling the burden and thinking of the banknotes inside, I felt a sense of relief.

Walking on the street, Yang Heng was not worried that anyone would recognize him. Although this little brat was a "violent young man in the capital" in the past, fortunately this young man only made trouble at home and didn't often go out to make trouble, so he was still well-known outside. low.Moreover, he had already bought a coarse sackcloth to wear in the shop, and his whole person was set off to be extraordinarily ordinary, as expected, people rely on clothes.

It took Yang Heng two days to get the most out of the capital before he leisurely went to Yingfeng Inn.

He ordered a large table of meals, and ate with big mouthfuls under Xiao Er's vigilant eyes.He knows what Xiao Er is thinking, isn't he just afraid that he won't be able to pay him, heh.

He originally came here with the intention of not giving money.

When Yang Heng had almost finished eating, Xiaoer and the shopkeeper gathered around, and the shopkeeper quickly counted with his fingers, and then said, "Four taels of silver." There was a sense of arrogance in his tone.

"Four taels of silver?! Do you think I'm stupid? This is enough for ordinary people to eat for a month!" Yang Heng said angrily, "Can ordinary people's food compare with that in our store?" The shopkeeper said disdainfully, Yang Heng's face flushed red: "No money."

"Will you give money, kid?" Xiaoer interjected, "No!" Yang Heng replied firmly. "Where are your family members?" "Why tell you." The shopkeeper saw that the other diners were all staring at him, so he said, "Li Wen, shut him up in the firewood room for me, because there is a lack of a waiter in the shop." Yes. Since he can't afford the money, he will pay with flesh."

Yang Heng was escorted to the firewood room contentedly. When he was lying on the straw, he was proud: "The first step is completed." He couldn't help but smile.Mr. System, who hadn't spoken for a long time, answered the question aloud: "What's the next step?" Yang Heng raised his eyebrows on the right side, and said with a smile, "I thought you wouldn't do it for a long time to come." I've spoken."

"Actually, there are things I haven't told you yet." The system always speaks slowly.Yang Heng was in an instant upset: "Can you finish it all at once?"

"Actually, as long as you complete five tasks, you can leave your good friends and walk the system together." Yang Heng thought for a while: "That means I still have four tasks to do? What else, let's talk together. No see Through such an unreliable system like yours."

Yang Heng's tone was as if he had seen many systems.

Mr. System thought for a while: "There is indeed another point. If you clear the level, you can get a bonus of [-] million." Yang Heng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "[-] million?" When he calmed down, he became dissatisfied again ; "Why didn't you say it earlier, such an important thing."

Mr. System: "Forgot." Yang Heng: "With this bonus, I will also participate in this game. Isn't this game just a transaction, which is very acceptable to me. But I still won't forgive you Forcibly pulling me in." After a pause, he continued: "As for the next step, of course it is to get close to Song Caijue."

Song Caijue grew up in a scholarly family. He could read at the age of three, compose poetry at the age of five, and draw good calligraphy and paintings at the age of seven.When he was young, he was called a child prodigy, and when he grew up, he was even more talented.

He was wearing a blue cumbersome robe, half of his hair was tied in a bun in a neat way, and the rest hung down his back.He has a handsome face, and his skin is white and transparent. Unlike ordinary men, he has no pores.His light-colored lips are rarely raised, his eyes are quiet, and he is usually serious in speech and expression, with a Confucian demeanor everywhere in his actions.

The imperial court stipulated that only men at the age of 20 could take part in the imperial examination, so every younger generation of the Song family who had passed the provincial examination and became a scholar would be sent to the imperial examination.Regardless of whether they pass the exam or not, they will be asked to stay in the capital to study until they pass the exam. The few who are really difficult to pass the exam will be taught in private schools in their hometown.It is precisely because of this that the Song family has many younger generations who are officials in various places.

Song Caijue sat in front of the low table with a book in his left hand, and practiced calligraphy with a brush in his right hand.He hasn't stepped out of the room every day recently, even Song Caijue is exhausted physically and mentally.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Song Caijue knew it was someone who came to deliver breakfast and didn't care, so the door was opened.

The person outside the door stepped in and said politely: "Guest officer, where is the breakfast for you?"

The desktop is full of books, nowhere to put them.

Song Cai felt that his voice was different from usual, so he raised his head to look at the impolite mistress, if it was the usual mistress, how could he bother him.

I saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old child in front of me, very cute, looking at him with burning eyes.

"you are?"

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