The leaves of the sycamore tree swayed rustling. Lu Liangsheng dropped the dead leaves in his hand, bowed to the old man in front of him, and bowed deeply.

"Liangsheng has met his mentor."

"What are you doing so politely? Come and sit down."

Wang Shuhua got up and held Lu Liangsheng, looked up and down for a moment, his hair was relaxed, he nodded with a smile, and said a few times.

“Okay….”

Lu Liangsheng felt a little embarrassed, put the gift on the table and sat down on a stone bench next to him. The old man in front of him was a little worse than a few months ago.

There is a book called "Fecui Annotations" on the stone table. Lu Liangsheng also read some of this book at Zhou Ying's mansion. It was originally three books, one was "Travels of Guangnan", the other was "Lingsan", and the third one was called "Lu Shi". They were all written by ancestors.

"My mentor is reading this book, too?"

I couldn't find the topic for a while, Lu Liangsheng first took the book on the table and started talking.

The old man opposite poured a cup of tea, handed it over, and said with a smile:

"I originally planned to leave the city, but when I came back last night, I heard Manager Li say that you have come to the capital and let go of the matter of leaving the city for a while. I waited for you in my spare time, so I took it out and took a look."

After his words stopped, Wang Shuhua put down the purple clay pot, shook his cuffs, and bowed: "I haven't congratulated Liang Sheng yet."

"Teacher!"

Lu Liangsheng quickly got up and waved his hand and said, "How can this make it?!"

"Sit down and sit down, why are you standing up again? Although you and I are teachers and students, don't be too restricted." The old man waved his hand and asked the scholar to sit down again, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"I thought you would have to go to Tianzhi before the winter moon, but I didn't expect..."

Speaking of this, Wang Shuhua blinked and suddenly looked at the scholar with a smile: "Liangsheng, are you rushing with magic?"

Lu Liangsheng also laughed.

"The students did use spells, but they saw injustice on the way, so they saved two men and one woman and a child, so they stopped using spells. They just walked along the way."

I didn't want to hide anything from the teacher in front of me, let alone such a thing is not shameful. After hearing this, the old man over there laughed out loud, touched his chin and white beard.

"Hahaha!!"

Then, nodded and looked at the scholar.

"Good, we scholars who follow the saints' learning should also have the intention of saving the world and saving people. You did the right thing."

"That child, whose surname is Chen, has a single name with Jing. After coming to the capital, there are still a few mysterious people who can help him. Does the mentor know which family in the city?"

Lu Liangsheng's smile remained unabated, and he poured some hot tea for his mentor. Speaking of which, he also wanted to know who he was saving.

"Subject Chen?"

The old man frowned and thought for a while, shook his head with a smile: "I don't know if I want to kill a child, but I think it's related to fighting for the throne and fighting for the throne."

His smile was restrained and his tone became serious:

"Liangsheng, if you have good fortune now, don't get involved. My teacher hopes that you will come later or leave now. The capital is not peaceful, as I expected before I came."

"Is it because of protecting the country?" Lu Liangsheng's smile reduced.

The old man was stunned for a moment: "Do you know too?"

"Um."

The scholar responded softly, but hesitated whether to tell the old man in front of him about Pudu Cihang's true identity. After all, whether to say or not, there will be completely different results.

With his mentor's character, if he exposes the identity of the Fazhang monster in front of everyone, he may not only die if he dies...

....Pudu Cihang has practiced with the help of the royal dragon energy, but he still has time to slowly draw it.

In the courtyard, the old and the young fell silent. The morning breeze blew over the sycamore trees, and the fallen leaves spread all over the ground, covering the moss on the ground.

Listening to the rustling sound of fallen leaves, after a long time, the old man spoke first, broke the silence, slapped his knees, and started to curse.

"This demon monk bewitched the emperor, causing peace to the court. In the capital, the people were in a panic and built a large-scale altar. It was damn!!"

He cursed again and stood up from the stone bench.

"When the teacher left the capital, the heavenly rule was prosperous and the people lived and worked in peace. Unexpectedly, when they came back, they saw this! The demon monk deserves to die!!"

Lu Liangsheng frowned and stood up and walked over: "My teacher and Shangshu Min returned to Beijing this time to deal with Fazhang?"

"It's not entirely." The old man let out a breath and waved his hand: "...Liangsheng doesn't have to worry about these things. You just need to concentrate on your studies and take the exam this spring exam. OK, go back and get some clothes, leave earlier, and come back in January next year. Anyway, you also have magic, so you should be able to catch up."

Hearing this, Lu Liangsheng felt a little worried.

"My teacher, why not... go with me? Just right, I also want to go to the northwest to see it. There is a severe drought there for nearly a year..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Shuhua turned his face and waved his hand, but a smile appeared on his face.

"A teacher cannot leave with you."

Lu Liangsheng was also a little anxious: "Why?"

The old man shook his head, walked two steps behind his hands, and looked at the courtyard outside the crescent gate of the side yard.

"In this life, I have established myself as a master with my knowledge. I have known Min Shangshu for many years and have similar interests. Now he is deeply trapped in this quagmire. How can I leave? This time, the demon monk made a rebellion. If the teacher does not stand up and calls for running, wouldn't it be that the books of sages that have been read in the belly of a dog for so many years?"

"Liangsheng... The writings of sages not only set their own words for themselves, but also set an example for others. If you cannot do anything, you will leave and have a happy life. Everyone learns this way, can you have family and country to speak of? Can you have relatives and friends trust? Therefore, this time the evil monks are in trouble and the teacher cannot be left. Liangsheng doesn't have to worry. There are no few people who have caused harm to the country and the people in all dynasties, and they will be dealt with sooner or later."

The morning light passed through the gaps of the tree and fell on the old man's silver hair. His old body turned around and still had a smile.

"You just talked about the northwest. There is really people there. You can go there and be far away from here. You don't have to get involved. You can also experience it there. When you pass the Ministry of Rites exam next year, you will be considered a real entry into the official career. At that time, you will have the idea of ​​helping your teacher."

well…..

Lu Liangsheng sighed in his heart. Facing his mentor with knowledge and rich experience, he could not waver. After hesitating for a moment, he had to sigh, say something to the old man in the yard, and then get up and say goodbye.

"The letter originally said that I would like to welcome you, but unfortunately I can't. I will make up for it after the spring exam!"

"My teacher was joking."

Soon, Lu Liangsheng left the side yard, and the yard was quiet. Wang Shuhua returned to the tree, someone came out of the inner room, sat next to him, and looked at the empty crescent door together.

It was Min Changwen who should have gone to the morning court.

"It's such a blessing for him to have such a teacher."

The old man didn't say anything, just smiled, raised his teacup and took a sip.

....

After leaving the Shangshu Mansion, Lu Liangsheng rubbed his cheeks, looked back and left quickly.

After passing through the deserted street and returning to the inn, the shop guy came over to greet him diligently, but was rejected by the scholar in a bad mood. When he returned to the room on the second floor, the Taoist sat at the round table, holding Yuelong sword and touching and looking.

The toad sat in front of the small wardrobe and picked up a selection, piled up a pile of small clothes next to it, and asked the female ghost Honglian to help you see which one fits.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, looking back, Lu Liangsheng was already lying down on the bed with his head on the back of his head.

The three of them looked at each other in a glance.

Before they could ask questions, they looked at the scholar on the top of the bed and blinked, and suddenly sat up, looking at the toad, Sun Yingxian, and Nie Honglian.
Chapter completed!