Da Deyun

It will be Chinese New Year in ten days, and these boys have to be one year older; after all these years, they haven't changed much, and they are all very solid, and the gentlemen are worried.

Don't look like a decent person outside, and you can speak in a articulate manner; come on, you all come to the academy to have a look, you are no different from the leather children next door to you.

What did the husband say, he didn't get a roof tile for three days.

In the past two days, they each went to various branch schools in Beizhili to give lectures, and the day after tomorrow, they accompanied their master to hold a large teaching forum outside the palace city; the festivals are busy, and they will be able to gather together today and tomorrow They all showed their own abilities together, it wasn't...drinking was wrong.

Just in time for Xiu Mu, Zhang Helun also came out of the palace; when he entered the door, he had to invite the master and uncle first, as soon as he left the master's study, his eyebrows and eyes were not serious at that time.

Humming a little tune with hands behind his back, he leisurely went to Qitang to find Meng Hetang!

Xiao Zhui'er has gone back to Tianjin City, alas, how about playing with them boys!

Babies are not born to play.

Turn around the bamboo alley, bypass Beiyuan, and you will be there; it is snowing heavily today, and no one is playing in the yard.

Zhang Helun took off his cloak and shook it, then threw it into the boy's arms, and went straight into the house.

There were quite a lot of people inside, all the seven halls were there, Zhang Jiuling and Wang Jiulong also gathered together to join in the fun; when they saw him coming, the boys all politely called out senior brother.

Zhang Helun glanced at it, and it was true; no one older than him was there yet.

It's okay, what's the use of it?Xiao Zhui'er is still a senior brother!Look at that small body, you don't dare to talk nonsense, if you push it back, it will shatter.

Hey, just think about it.

Jiulong was taking off his coat, sitting by the stove and roasting carefully, with a smile on his face, looking like he was secretly having fun after doing something bad.

Zhang Helun swept the hem of his back clothes, and collapsed on the nanmu chair covered with a velvet blanket beside Meng Hetang.

"Well, you don't have a good face." As soon as the small eyes turned white, the cheap bar came up with a whizzing look; he drank some tea and ate a small snack.

"It's not a good face." The hall master smiled, perhaps because of a heavy snowfall in winter, his face looked paler; he spoke and raised his hand to refill his tea.

"Speaking of you!" Zhang Helun drank the tea that had just been refilled, hiccupped, and said, "Looking at your pale face, I don't know why you think the academy has nothing to eat."

Listen to this bitch, whoosh who is still telling you nonsense.

The hall master said: "It was windy and cold two days ago."

Who doesn't know how to joke: "No matter how white you are, you are white."

Although Zhang Helun is a man, with a thick back and waist, he is not in good shape on weekdays, but this man is really white!There are no two girls who can compare with him.

The elders used to call him Xiaobai.

Ah ~

Zhang Helun drank the tea, smacked his lips twice and let out a long breath, as if he was drinking.

Turning his eyes, he looked at Wang Jiulong.

Said: "Da Nan, what are you doing?"

It's so cold, why are you smiling so ambiguously?It's a matter of turning around to hand over the clothes to the servant.

With this question, our big, silly Grandpa Nan laughed again.

"He was wearing it wrong." The hall master smiled, shaking his shoulders: "The clothes belonged to Jiu Ling."

The two lived close to each other, and once went out together to teach and made a lot of clothes, but they were all cut from one piece of material, so it's no wonder they were worn wrong.

He is taller than Zhang Jiuling by a big head, and neither of them wears the other well.Who would have thought that this foolish boy would have to be spread, let alone the falling snow, he gave someone a slit in his shoulder, and everyone laughed for a long time.

"Why are you laughing! You still have the face to smile." Zhang Jiuling's little black face couldn't be more cute if it was so dark.

Qi way: "Put it back for me!"

Baking clothes or playing?

Wang Jiulong was happy not to make trouble with him, stood up cheerfully, shook his clothes and walked inside.

"Hey!" Zhang Jiuling stopped him again, waved his hand, pointed to the wooden cabinet outside the inner room, and said, "Don't take it in, put it in this cabinet!"

The clothes have been worn, and it's not good to put them in; after washing in a snowy day, it will take several days to dry, Jiulong turned and started to the wooden cabinet.

The hall master watched, with a helpless and indulgent smile, and raised his hand to drink tea.

There seemed to be no one talking, and everyone fell silent for a moment.

Wang Jiulong stopped in front of the wooden cabinet...

Bend your arms and lift your clothes, raise your hands to open the cabinet...

"what!"

"what--"

If you don’t install tiles on the house for three days, you don’t need these boys to play with themselves to turn over the roof; good guy, there is a lot of shouting inside and outside the cabinet!

"Hahaha~"

Several brothers and sisters in the room burst into laughter together, and the whole corridor, courtyard and alley could hear it for real.

Wang Jiulong was really frightened, he calmed down when he heard the laughter, and regained his senses immediately.

The little junior brother of the third hall came out of the wooden cabinet with his back hunched over, he didn't know whether his stomach hurt from laughing or he was hiding from his big Nan's clutches.

"Your uncle!"

When Wang Jiulong got annoyed, he shook the clothes in his hands and started a fight, and he couldn't fight; the jokers around him were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and no one would stop them!

"Don't run! Stand there for me!"

Wang Jiulong chased and beat him, still cursing.

"It's still sweet, black-hearted bastard!"

Junior brother Fan Xiaotang, whose name is Quanlin; because of his young age, he is cute and cute, and when he goes out to teach with his senior brothers, he talks to make people happy. It made people laugh for a long time!

"I can't kill you!" Jiulong threw his long sleeves, and the clothes flew out.

"Hey!" Zhang Jiuling wanted to cry but had no tears: "My clothes!"

A group of naive ghosts, little kids who won't grow up.

How old is this person, and he is still hiding in the cabinet, which is scary.

"Haha..." Zhang Helun laughed a few times, raised his hand to touch the rim of the cup with the hall master, and said happily, "Your day is really interesting."

How interesting it is to be surrounded by such funny boys, like him, all the serious old men who come and go in and out of the palace.

The hall master smiled and shook his head, just playing around like a child.

Wang Jiulong ran over, and several people started fighting around, Fan Xiaotang hid behind the Hall Master and the others, wrinkling the corners of his clothes!

"You're quite capable, you kid!" Zhang Helun lay half-lying with Erlang's legs crossed, and said with a smile, "If you want to catch up with Lao Qin, you won't be able to stay here forever. Qitang is all narrow-minded and grudges!"

Thinking about the drinking in the past, he insisted on drinking Meng Hetang down. The next day, Lao Qin, who was narrow-minded, brought a few brats from Qitang to the door; Wake up!

Seeing that senior brother and senior brother shout very well on weekdays, they are all a bunch of little heartless people!No one cares about your elder brother and younger brother, they will protect their seven disciples!

"Haha, I'm not afraid either, Brother Xuan'er is afraid of Brother Zhui'er!" Fan Xiaotang dodged and walked around to the nanmu chair in front, laughing unsteadily: "Brother Xuan'er used to talk like the old man, Senior Brother Sun teased him, He was terrified hahaha~"

"You stand there for me!" Wang Jiulong came after him.

"Xiaotang run!" Zhao Nan shouted.

"Hurry up and run!" Zhang Jiutai was anxious all the way, and a few people were just around teasing Mr. Nan.

They all knew what Fan Xiaotang said; Xiao Zhui'er had just come back from the Northwest, and was seriously injured at that time, which was not conducive to walking, and he had to be supported for two steps.At that time, the students from Qitang went out to teach, and Lao Qin was popular. Everyone became happy when they talked, and asked him to learn how to speak like an old gentleman.

Qin Xiaoxian slapped his fan, bowed his hands, and walked tremblingly like an old man; senior brother Sun Jiuxiang joked at the same time, saying that he learned from the second master.

He picked up the folding fan on the spot and hit Senior Brother Sun several times, he couldn't be happier; he cupped his hands to the table, and said with a smile: "Don't say anything!"

If others don't say anything later, the concubine will beat him up.

This made people laugh for a long time.

The room was still noisy, Zhang Helun stopped his movements, looked at Meng Hetang inexplicably, his heart softened, and the two laughed; they were both tired and miserable.

"You really don't think I'll catch you, do you?"

I don't know when Fan Xiaotang was caught by Jiulong, and several people rushed up and formed a pile, pulling and pushing each other.

"Help, brother!"

Fan Xiaotang's voice came out from the crowd, it seemed that he might be too weak, but in the end Zhang Jiuling snatched it out.

Several people were sweating.

They froze around the stove, no one retreated, and they cursed so childishly.

"Okay! You can do it!" Panting heavily, Jiulong pointed at Zhang Jiuling and cursed: "Little Heizi, you are with them!"

"Slightly slightly~" Zhang Jiuling stuck out his tongue and joined the seniors and brothers.

How dare you usually, why don't you just take advantage of the crowds!

"Hahaha~ Come on, come on!"

The brothers were making a fuss, their laughter was hearty and honest.

"what--"

Jiulong was annoyed, and ran over while shouting; this caught them, and they would definitely lose their skin!

"Wait for me! I'll let Lao Qin come over later!"

Let Lao Qin fight with you!

"You can pull it, you are not from Qitang!"

I don't know who said something.

"Exactly! Old Qin Zhun is helping Qitang!"

Think Zhang Helun was drunk.

"Old Qin is the best at archery, shoot you in the head!"

Let's fight, we have a lot of people.

"Hahaha~"

Seven or eight people laughed again.

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The doors and windows were half closed, and as soon as the wind and snow blew into the house, the young masters fell silent for a moment.

As soon as the laughter stopped, the cold wind pierced through the sleeves and overflowed the collar, so cold that it made people shiver.

Coincidentally, the young masters fell silent as if they had said something wrong, and the young man at the door came in to report.

The palace attendant delivered the decree, and His Majesty gave an oral order.

"Hall master take some rest and enter the palace tomorrow."

The palace attendant smiled flatteringly.

"Oh..." The hall master smiled, a little reluctantly: "Your father-in-law, what is your majesty's palace banquet?"

It's better to eat at home, why bother, it's frosty, cold and snowy.

"Isn't it just for you." The palace attendant smiled and said with a half bow: "Nowadays, internal and external troubles are all eliminated, the border is stable, and the world is peaceful. You and the prince have contributed a lot! Taking advantage of the New Year's Eve, His Majesty's banquet is also for praise You and the brothers from the same sect, celebrate the victory and return to the court, and return triumphantly!"

"This is great joy, great joy."

The expressions of the princes in the hall were indifferent, as if the laughter just now was a dream.

"Thank you."

The hall master expressed his thanks with the corners of his lips pulled, and the servant handed over a generous purse and sent the palace attendant out.

Everyone was quiet, some people hung their heads in a daze, some looked sideways at the snow, and some closed their eyes and ears.

The hall master stood and watched the green tea on the table swaying in a circle of patterns in the white porcelain cup, and the pattern on the bottom of the cup was clearly visible.

Suddenly a drop was poured into the cup, and the tea water rippled around and around.

"return with glory."

The hall master said, his eyes turned red for no reason.

Zhang Helun stepped forward to hug him, stopped on his shoulder, and wanted to say a lot.

There is only one sentence at the end: "Man, you are right."

The red walls and yellow tiles are the blood flag.