Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

When He Zhiyang returned home, he was still in a daze.

He was hugged and kissed by Qiao Yue, and when his legs gradually softened, he even tightly wrapped around Qiao Yue's waist.

I am completely dominated by others.

The two tacitly went home together side by side, and consciously separated when they reached a nearby alley, walking along one side alone.

It's strange to say, when I was ambiguous before, I was ashamed to hold hands and hook shoulders, and there was no burden in front of others. Now we are really together, but when we go home, we have to be separated by a street, and we look at each other from a distance, afraid of being caught. Others see the clues.

The relationship between the two is as clear and fragile as the freshly formed spring dew.

I'm afraid there will be wind and frost coming at this time.

Therefore, they all carefully concealed it, trying to secretly hold each other and their thoughts in their arms, and no one was allowed to look at it.

Thinking of the scene where the two faced each other across the street today, He Zhiyang couldn't help but smirk.

Baotong, who was serving him with a smile, felt hairy in his heart.

Fugui also found something was wrong, secretly thinking that his young master must have been enlightened, and secretly said: "Master, if you really like Baotong, why don't you keep it in your room?"

He Zhiyang frowned: "Who told you that the young master likes Baotong?"

Fugui wondered: "Then why do you keep looking at Baotongle? With your appearance, a discerning person can tell that your heart has been stolen..."

He Zhiyang: "..."

That's half true.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and young people who are just in love can't help but want to meet each other. From the east window of the Imperial College, you can roughly see the eaves of Jinyiwei and the shadowy figure. Qiao Yue sometimes comes to him, and it is also at the east window. He sends a signal, or brings him something to eat.

Whether intentionally or not, He Zhiyang always went to the east window to catch a few glances.

Huo Yao also realized that something was wrong with him: "Why do you always look east?"

"Is there?" He Zhiyang's face remained unchanged: "My neck hurts, just twist it casually."

Huo Yao gave him a meaningful look.

A few days later, when the Imperial College wanted to adjust its seat, He Zhiyang immediately aggressively grabbed the seat by the east window.

Everyone was shocked: "Brother Yang, why don't you want to sit here?"

This position is next to the corridor. Normally, the priests are busy offering wine, and they always like to stand in the corridor to see if they are slack. Sitting on the cusp of this storm, isn't it just asking for trouble.

He Zhiyang snorted softly, and raised his chin coldly: "Of course I'll take the seat that none of you dare to sit in."

In fact, it's just for the convenience of dating.

The Secretary of the Imperial College was quite surprised when he saw He Zhiyang sitting by the east window, and kindly reminded him: "He Zhiyang, you know this is the most easily seen position in the Imperial College, you can't sit here as you like."

Dong Chuang, this is a high-risk position in the Imperial College.

He Zhiyang raised his eyebrows: "There is nothing I can't be seen. All the masters urged me to study hard, and I would like to thank you."

He Zhiyang said so, so Si Zheng naturally couldn't say anything more.

In short, He Zhiyang's speech competition has gained the limelight, and the teaching assistant of the Ryukyu Academy is also stable. He will definitely be selected as an official at Honglu Temple in the future. With his brother who works in the Beijing camp as escort, his future is very stable. Guozijian caused trouble, so he naturally turned a blind eye.

He Zhiyang immediately set up the window lattice, sat down obediently, with the expression of setting up the bait and waiting for the fish to take the bait.

He also looked at the east several times in a fair manner.

The next session is the Yi language class. This doctor has always liked He Zhiyang. When he entered the door and found that the seat had been changed, his eyes immediately searched and locked He Zhiyang.

"There is good news today." The doctor announced with a happy face: "He Zhiyang, you won the speech, and you will be a teaching assistant at the Ryukyu Academy from next month. It is related to the national system, and you must treat it carefully."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a discussion in the classroom.

"It's really Brother Yang. It's so satisfying. I can be a Beijing official without the imperial examination in the future."

"I'm envious, what do you say, a master of all trades is not as good as a master of all trades. We went to squeeze the single-plank bridge, and they simply took a shortcut."

"This shortcut is not something everyone can take. Can you explain those detours clearly?"

Huo Yao and Xu Yiqing all showed expressions of relief. They knew that He Zhiyang's policy theory, poetry, and the Four Books and Five Classics were extremely weak.

Fortunately, now there is this decent and easy doorway, and the talents are different, so I am really envious of others.

He Zhiyang also heaved a sigh of relief. The Ryukyu Academy and Honglu Temple are both leisurely and interesting places. They can get in touch with foreign countries and broaden their horizons, but they will not be involved in power struggles, and they will not... Jin Yiwei confronted each other.

He thought a little foolishly, even if they entered the court, the two of them could still go on as before.

Besides, now that there is no need to have the pressure of the imperial examination, worries about the future have been dispelled, and it is more enjoyable to be with Qiao Yue...

He Zhiyang shook his head, secretly cursing himself for being able to get involved with Qiao Yue in anything.

During class break, He Zhiyang fell asleep on the desk.

A few classmates rustled over to take a look, and whispered: "Sit by the window and sleep."

"That's right, what a good position, I don't need to take the imperial examination, but I still have to occupy it." Someone lowered his voice and said, "I didn't say that, brother Yang, there is actually no big difference when he sits there..."

They thought that He Zhiyang was presumptuous when he was asleep, but in fact He Zhiyang could hear him very clearly.

These classmates are not bad people, but seeing him and Jin Yiwei getting closer and getting closer, and their future becoming more and more stable, they inevitably feel a little jealous in their anxiety.

He lay down on the table and pretended to be asleep without saying anything, when suddenly he heard Huo Yao's cold voice: "If you sit in a good position, you have to learn to die? Keep your eyes open, it's time for lunch break."

The momentum of those people suddenly weakened: "Brother Yao..."

"This position already belongs to He Zhiyang. Whether it's sleeping or studying, you don't care what he wants to do." Huo Yao's voice sounded unreasonable: "If you have that skill, it's better to memorize a few more books. Don't do it every day." Keep an eye on those who can beat you without taking the imperial examination.”

The voice fell, and footsteps sounded after a while, it should be those people who walked out in desperation.

He Zhiyang didn't bother to pretend to be asleep anymore, he got up and rubbed his eyes to look at Huo Yao.

Huo Yao did not expect that He Zhiyang would not fall asleep: "Did you hear that?"

He Zhiyang nodded.

"You still lie on the table and pretend to be dead when you hear that?"

Huo Yao frowned, how could He Zhiyang ignore this matter?What about the bloodiness of one to five?

He Zhiyang was a little helpless: "In your heart, do I like to fight and provoke trouble?"

Huo Yao took a look at He Zhiyang: "We are not the ones making trouble today, you don't mind?"

In the past, if He Zhiyang heard someone speak like this face to face, he should be pinned to the ground crying for his father and mother at this moment.

He Zhiyang: "...they said it well, I can understand it, and I don't mind."

As soon as the words came out, he was suddenly relieved.

He Zhiyang felt that he suddenly had no ambitions, and he didn't want to fight bravely.

He used to be like a proud and sharp stone, but ever since Qiao Yue filled his mind, he let go of his defenses and became unbelievably relaxed.

Maybe it was because he had too little before. For self-protection and for the so-called pride and dignity, he was easily irritated, and the winner must be determined.

It was precisely because of these that he deliberately despised Qiao Yue for a long time, blurring his own mind.

But right now, he doesn't mind little things anymore, but a certain obsession is becoming clearer.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yao stared at him for a long while, and said, "I mind."

Before He Zhiyang could answer, Huo Yao added: "Mind you being bullied."

He Zhiyang was taken aback, and suddenly felt... a little sorry for Huo Yao.

After all, Qiao Yue called his daughter-in-law to press her against the wall for a kiss. Does that count as being bullied?

At night, Qiao Yue came over with great fanfare, stood still outside the window, and tapped on the window lattice with his fingers.

"I can't leave with you." He Zhiyang raised the window and whispered: "We have to make up an evening class."

"Why do you need to make up lessons again?" Qiao Yue was let go, and his face sank: "How many lessons do you have to make up, and your body can't bear it."

He didn't want to delay He Zhiyang's homework, but in the past few days, it was too exhausting to make up late lessons every day.

And there is still more than a year before the imperial examination, so why work so hard now.

But this is the rule of the Imperial College, so Qiao Yue can only go back on his own with a sullen head.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, two people who looked like Dr. Guozijian came to meet him.

"You're making up lessons again today?"

"Yes, I'm also a person with a small family. How can such a small salary be enough? Of course, I have to rely on extra lessons."

"You don't need to lecture at night, just sit and supervise..."

"Who says no, we are also relaxed."

Qiao Yue immediately figured out a way out. The teachers of the Imperial College love tutoring, and they are not really worried about the future of their students.

They make up lessons and are compensated.

It is rare to see oil and water on weekdays, so it is natural to find supplements from these students.

As far as he knows, the imperial court has now promulgated a new law, the officials of the Guozijian are poor, and if they are tutoring, there is also a supplementary tuition.

This was meant to be sympathetic to the teaching staff of the Imperial College, but it was used by someone with a heart to make He Zhiyang and the others spend two extra hours of tutoring every day.

Wearing the stars and wearing the moon, it's hard to think about it, but the fathers and brothers of these teenagers are dead-headed, and they wish that the school would let their children read more books.

The Guozijian has complained a lot after the make-up classes for the past few days, but it is a pity that the arms can't break the thighs after all, and they still have to go to the evening class safely.

Many masters are unwilling to give lectures at night, and most of the time they just want the money for the repair.

Qiao Yue snorted coldly, he was not willing to take advantage of He Zhiyang when the officials of the Imperial College wanted to take advantage of it.

Besides, He Zhiyang will definitely go to Honglu Temple in the future, even if he wants to join the Six Departments, there are plenty of connections.

Why bother to struggle on your own, let these people take advantage of it for nothing!