"How can you people go so far?"

"Robbery on the road! This is not what a gentleman does!"

"Don't kill us woo woo woo."

There was a commotion ahead, and scholars and their book boys were crowded together. This road only led to the academy, so it would be difficult to get a chivalrous person to help.

"We all said that for one tael of silver, we can either give it to you or keep it as a coolie! If you really don't have any money, you can just give it as a book."

The bandits roared very irritably. They were villagers from a nearby village. Because there was not much food in the village, they came out to block the road and rob as a last resort. Originally they just wanted a small amount of money. As the number of times increased, the amount of money they asked for increased.

A lot, and in the end it amounted to one tael of silver.

One tael of silver is an unbearable burden for ordinary people, but for the scholars of Yude Academy, one tael of silver is still very handy.

"Really just one tael?" The timid few' eyes lit up.

"Of course! Children are innocent." The bandits replied affirmatively.

I thought that this answer would make the scholars pay the money obediently. Unexpectedly, after the answer, the scholars lost their timidity one by one, and instead became aloof and resentful.

"Absurd! How can a scholar's books be taken out and mortgaged casually?" Several scholars retorted loudly.

"Then will you pay me or not?"

Bandits are very violent.

After the scholars discovered that they did not kill people, they boldly began to put on airs and look aloof.

"No! This road was trodden by tens of thousands of students from our Yude Academy, and it was not opened by you. Why should we give money? Besides, you shouldn't be on this road. It's a waste of time for the saints."

Scholars are not so easy to fool. After discovering that the situation was different from what they imagined, they all straightened their backs immediately.

"You!" The bandit was so angry at this group of scholars that his head was smoking, and he looked like he wanted to kill someone every minute.

These guys really want to open a dyeing workshop if you give them some face!

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm here to pay!"

While a group of people were glaring and eager to go up and engage in a verbal fight with the bandits, a discordant figure ran up from behind and held the bandit's hand with great excitement.

"Whose book boy are you? How can you be so spineless?!"

"Whose book boy is so rude!"

"Absurd! This place was created by our Yude Academy students. Why should we give money to these people who get something for nothing!"

The scholars who had a tough fight with the bandits were angry.

They were talking a lot over there, but this kid was actually causing trouble behind his back!

Ayan chuckled, not caring how angry those nerds were.

After seeing the bandit leader, he kindly went over and took the rough hand of the bandit leader: "Our young master is going to pass through here. Let me come over first to pay for the passage. See if it can be cheaper."

With that said, Ayan gave the bandit the purse containing half a tael of silver.

"It's rare to find someone who understands!"

There was a sharp contrast in the attitudes of the scholar and Ayan. In order to make a good start, the bandit leader looked much better and accepted half a tael of silver:

"First of all, since you are so aware of current affairs, you can go there first."

"Okay, let's go first." A Yan was quick to go back and tell his young master the good news.

The carriage drove past a group of scholars. Along the way, you could hear the voices of many people passing by slowly, and a few more envious voices.

"Where are all the saints?" Ayan sat next to the coachman and couldn't help complaining: "It's not wise to be a hero in a place like this."

"Come to think of it, why is no one taking care of this place?" The coachman was also on this road for the first time and was very puzzled by this.

"You wouldn't know it until you travel far away. They are not real bandits, they are just residents of the surrounding villages. They just take the money and run away. It is not easy to pursue them!" Ayan reminded me only here that when he was ten

When he was 18 years old, the old shopkeeper wanted to train him and took him to do business. He was shocked at first, but later he gradually learned to distinguish the types of bandits and robbers, and tried to minimize losses.

As far as bandits are concerned, there is a difference between being a king of the mountain and being a desperado. Generally, bandits who are fixed in one position will not kill people easily. What they want is the caravan's wealth. They only need to kill one or two to scare the monkeys.

If you encounter that kind of desperado, the whole caravan will definitely be killed. If the escort can't stop him, he will run away if he can.

However, there are relatively few of the latter, and even if there are, most of the people from the escort agency can block them.

Zhao Jinbao turned a blind eye to the noise outside and just continued to lower his head and read his book.

After a while, a hand appeared and pulled the book from Zhao Jinbao's hand.

"Ah Yan, what are you planning to do!"

Zhao Jinbao raised his head and asked helplessly. He thought that this book boy had too many things to do, and wondered whether he should set up rules.

As a result, when I looked up, what I saw was not Ayan, but a tall scholar.

At first glance, this scholar came from a wealthy family. His complexion was pale and delicate, and his hands had no wounds. The scholar standing next to him was also well-behaved.

Facing Zhao Jinbao's scrutiny, the book boy quickly lowered his head.

"How did you get on my carriage?" Zhao Jinbao asked with a headache. He didn't see anything else, but he accidentally noticed the scholar's secret.

"I also go to the academy. Unfortunately, my father didn't give me enough money. If it were left to those people, I would have to live in poverty in the academy.

For this reason, I have no choice but to give my brother a ride."

The scholar smiled shyly and explained his purpose to his classmate who was two years younger than him:

"I come from the Tang family in Jincheng. I am the third eldest child in the family. Everyone calls me Tang Tao."

(Because I am lazy, there is no named setting in this world)

"I am Zhao Jinbao." Zhao Jinbao put down the book in his hand, cupped his hands towards him, and couldn't wait to drive away the guests: "Since we have escaped the bandits, please get off the carriage quickly, Brother Tang."

"We are also going to Yude Academy. Why don't you give me a ride? I won't waste the travel expenses."

Tang Tao glanced at the book in Zhao Jinbao's hand: "I don't know, what Zhao Xiandi is holding is..."

"It's just a book to pass the time. However, my car is not convenient for carrying so many people. After passing this mountain road, Brother Tang, please get off the car."

Zhao Jinbao retreated and settled for the next best thing.

"Oh, you are really no fun at all, you are so old-fashioned!"

Tang Tao saw Zhao Jinbao really trying to drive people away, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart: This kid is probably too stupid to study and doesn't know what friendship is! After all, they are all future classmates, even if he doesn't express it

Well, we shouldn’t be so anxious to chase people away!

"Brother Tang, please sit further away. I don't like people looking at me longingly when I'm studying."

Zhao Jinbao seemed not to notice other people's dissatisfaction and still went his own way.

"All right."

Tang Tao was very frustrated about this matter. She looked around at her dress, and there was nothing wrong with it. It was impossible for anyone to notice that she was disguised as a man.

"Little..." Tang Tao's schoolboy sat aside, and the word "sister" that he almost blurted out was swallowed hard by Tang Tao's death gaze.

"Young Master, what Young Master Zhao said is not unreasonable. There is a market after this mountain road. We can rent a carriage and go to school."

"Xiao Tao, what you said is not unreasonable. I really can't take advantage of the car like this."

Tang Tao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His maid disguised as a man was almost about to tell the truth.

Just when the two of them, master and servant, secretly discussed going to the academy, Zhao Jinbao silently stayed away for a few minutes.

"System, see if these two girls are stupid."

Zhao Jinbao, who pretended to be reading seriously, couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

As an old court fox, how could he not see the inconsistency of this woman?

Although there was nothing wrong with Tang Tao's dress, the aura of his movements could not hide the aura of a young woman.

Although there are some men who are like this nowadays, they are rare.

A rich family will not raise a man who has the little tricks of a little girl.

And in small households, where men are the labor force, how could this happen?

Most of these people are in Nan Feng Guan (note: that is a very famous local men's style shop).

[Host, if you guessed correctly, she is the third sister Tang who will marry you soon] The wild system replied calmly.

"Is it her?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinbao gradually recalled some of the details that he had left in the corner.

When he was 13 years old, Sister Tang San was sent home from Yude Academy because her identity was exposed.

A woman and a man have been in the same academy for three years. It can be said that Sister Tang's reputation is worse than that of a broom! This incident also has a great impact on the Tang family. Those merchants who are very close to the Tang family do not consider marrying her.

wife.

But Mr. Tang couldn't bear to have his youngest daughter as a concubine. After much deliberation, he finally decided to settle for the next best thing and find someone from a shabby background. At least such a person would be easy to handle.

Zhao Jinbao's mother heard the news somewhere, so she ran over to say goodbye.

Seeing that someone was willing to take over, Mr. Tang readily agreed. Although Zhao Jinbao only had a village in the western suburbs and a few acres of land, the Zhao family behind Zhao Jinbao was a business comparable to the Tang family.
To be continued...