Although I was not a dragon or tiger, I would not be so easy to deal with. But An Bochen still looked indifferent, which made Sima Jin itchy.

"Anyway, you must remember not to show your way."

"Know."

An Bochen responded, turned his eyes to look into the building, and his face was strange. He saw a fat man wearing a beautiful robe and wearing a plum blossom crowned with a humming song and walked out, holding a bird cage in his hand, and a sparrow tied into the cage.

Sima Jin was stunned, grabbed the bird cage and looked at Li Xiǎo Official with a glaring eyes; "Fatty, you are going to study, not to tease the girl. What's more, what kind of style is it that you, a companion to study, turn into a young man?"

As soon as he saw Sima Jin, Li Xiǎo Guan immediately lowered three points and smiled and said, "It is said that the White Fox Academy is the territory of the young masters of aristocratic families. The students in it are either rich or noble. I am not easy to dress up for the official, so wouldn't it be weaker to Bo Chen's majesty?"

Hearing this, Sima Jin was even more angry. He looked up and down at Li Guan, sneered and said, "You can lift a broken bird cage to enhance your voice?"

After laughing a few times, Li Xiǎo official mocked his nose. After a while, Shen Shiwei An: "You don't know. A few days ago, A Fu and the others went to see the show. The rich families bet that Bo Chen could stay in the White Fox Academy for a few days. If it weren't for Pingzi stopping him, I would have punched him."

After looking at the sighing official Li Xiǎo, Sima Jin was not surprised at all. If the noble families did not deal with An Zi, she would be surprised.

Turning his head to look at An Bochen, Sima Jin looked helpless.

Even after hearing what Guan Li said, An Bochen still rode on the horse leisurely, relaxed, and a few traces of expectation appeared in his eyes.

Forget it, I am not in a hurry to the emperor. He went to read his books and was bullied. What am I thinking about here?

Sima Jin curled his lips helplessly and said in his heart. Then he pulled off the plum blossom from Li Xiǎo's official hat and said, "It's getting late, so you can go to the academy."

Official Li xiǎo took the book box, carried it behind his back with a good look, rode a short mule, and followed An Bochen happily to the academy.

Sima Jin looked at the backs of the two men, and was so terrified that he heard a light cough coming from the side.

"If you care, please be luàn. Sister Hongfuxiǎo knows that the truth is different from the past? Bo Chen had an idea in his mind. Most of those aristocratic families could afford to eat, so how could they do anything to him?"

"Who cares..."

Before he finished speaking, Sima Jin turned around and looked, but it was Mr. Xiao who was back.

"I thought Mr. Xiao would not come back."

Looking at the long street with sparse pedestrians, Sima Jin said lightly.

Sima Jin may not be as good as Xiao Hou in his strategy, but in terms of knowing people, Sima Jin is only half inferior to Xiao Hou. How could she guess? Xiao Hou went out of Beijing to manage the store on the excuse, but in fact he wanted to take the money left by his son. Even if he guessed, Sima Jin would not care. As long as he could get Jiuchenjun, Mo Yunlou fell, it had nothing to do with her. Besides, Xiao Hou was unfathomable. Stay by Anzi and teach him some evil tricks. Sima Jin still had to be distracted and guard against it. If he left, he would be worried.

The reason why Sima Jin was so concerned about Amber Chen's White Fox was that in addition to the chunk of the chunk of the lottery, she also wanted Anberg to find a good way out. Liujing has become a dangerous place, and when he goes to Chun in winter, Sima Jin will not stay any longer, but Anberg Chen cannot leave Liujing. If he wants to survive in Liujing, he may also be a good way out for him to pass the imperial examination and become an official. He can not worry about food and clothing, but he can also practice safely until he breaks through to the ground.

"Sister Hongfuxiǎo was joking. Where else can Xiao go if he doesn't go back to Moyunlou?"

Sima Jin smiled unanimously, looked at Xiao Hou and said, "Young Master Li has appeared."

Seeing that Mr. Xiao was not surprised, Sima Jin frowned slightly and was alert for a moment. It seemed that Mr. Xiao also knew that he could come back this time, maybe it was related to Mr. Li.

The smile on his cheeks had not yet dissipated. Sima Jin looked at Xiao Hou who was silent and asked meaningfully: "Therefore, the Lord, is here, I wonder what Mr. Xiao has plans?"

At this moment, what Sima Jin was most worried about was that Mr. Xiao returned to Prince Li's command. If so, the secrets hidden in the building would be violently lurking to Prince Li's present, and even she would fall into the plan of Prince Li, and she just wanted to spend the last three or four months in Liujing safely.

A green flower flashed in his eyes, Sima Jin felt murderous intentions, and saw Xiao Hou smiled and said, "Xiao is still the deacon in Mo Yunlou. Is the young master appearing? What should I do with Xiao? As long as he doesn't come to Mén, Xiao will not take the initiative to look for him."

After the words came to an end, Sima Jin's murderous intent faded away.

The implicit voice of Xiao Hou was very clear. If he was not here, without him as a cover, An Bochen would be unable to lie dormant, and Sima Jin could not attack him in terms of emotion or reason. The appearance of Prince Li this time was not to re-take Mo Yun Tower. If he didn't use Xiao Hou, Xiao Hou would naturally not go to volunteer. If he wanted to use Xiao Hou, Xiao Hou would not refuse.

"Mr. Xiao is a honest person."

“That’s natural.”

Xiao Hou narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, not caring about the sarcasm in Sima Jin's words.

It was not until the backs of An Bochen and Li Xiǎo disappeared at the end of the long street that Xiao Hou had just withdrawn his gaze, looked at Sima Jin who turned back to the building, and hesitated, "Young Master Li is a strange man of the world, with superb skills and a strange strategy, far better than Xiao Hou."

"I know." Sima Jin said without looking back.

"Sister Hongfuxiǎo doesn't seem to be worried about being involved in the disaster. Could it be that she has something to rely on?"

"What should be come will come, but what's the point of worrying?"

"That's right...but for Bo Chen, it's not all bad."

With a slight pause, Sima Jin turned to look at Xiao Hou and said suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Sneering, Xiao Hou walked into Moyun Tower with his hands behind his back, looked at the tall tower pillar that was directly on the top, and sighed: "What's the use of learning strategies, just reading books? If you don't enter the game, how can you learn the best strategy layout? In the Liujing situation, when the two left the left, Bo Chen only needs to understand 20% or 30% and you will benefit endlessly."

Sima Jin was stunned, his face gradually condensed, and he passed Xiao Hou and went straight upstairs.

......

"Bo Chen, what will happen to the villagers know that we have entered the White Fox Academy?"

Riding on the back of a mule, Li Xiǎo Guan held his head up, and the four words "Bai Fox Academy" were choked very heavily, for fear that the pedestrians beside him would not hear it. As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiǎo Guan shook his head and said thoughtfully: "Bai Fox Academy is famous in Liuguo, but people in the village may not know... Hey, it's coming soon."

While talking, the two had already arrived in Longquanfang, where the famous White Fox Academy in Jiangnan was located in this neighborhood.

Most Longquanfang are wine shops and teahouses, and there are also smoke and huā tram hidden deep in the alleys, but it is a place where rogues gather. As for the origin of Longquanfang, there is a not-too-black legend. During the Tang Dynasty, a scholar returned to Jiangnan after the imperial examination. Thinking that he was nearly forty years old but had nothing to do, had no wife or children, he relied on his 60s to do needlework for the rich family to live in a family and provide him with his studies. He was discouraged for a while and came to him.

In front of the dry well, looking at the devastated wellhead and recalling his misfortune, the scholar burst into tears and his heart was light. Unexpectedly, a voice from the bottom of the well came from the bottom of the well, saying that she was originally a dragon in the spring, but because the spring water was exhausted, the Taoist movement had fallen and fell asleep for hundreds of years. Today, she was awakened by the scholar's tears. The scholar was shocked and heard Long NV say that if the scholar filled the well water, she could resume Taoist movement and chant mantras and cast spells, and help the scholars in high school.

The scholar did not believe it at first, but when he thought of his mother who had worked for him for most of his life, he asked for a dead horse to treat him as a living horse. He fed water from Wangjun Lake into the well, carried buckets to and from two places during the day, and guarded the well and read to the moon at night. The Tang people laughed at him for being crazy, but he ignored it. Two years later, the well water was full, and at this time, the imperial edict of the King of Tang also arrived. However, the King of Tang dreamed that the dragon appeared and said that there were great talents in the country, and it was the scholar who carried water.

The King of Tang was suspicious, so he told the scholar to come to see him. The scholars at that time were very different from before. They picked water for two years, were calm and steady, ignored gossip, and were open-minded, and were neither humble nor arrogant. The King of Tang fell in love with him at first sight, and then talked about the things in his dreams. The scholar did not hide it and told him everything about the promise of dragon nv. Wang Qizhi of Tang immediately ordered someone to inquire. Who would have thought that the original dry well was gone, and there was only a faint dragon pattern left.

The scholar filled the well, day after day, Long NV also kept his promise and introduced him to Emperor Tang to ascend to the sky in one step. In order to commemorate Long NV who was hiding in the market, later generations built a circle of well railings around the dragon pattern, and this place was renamed Longquanfang.

There are many legends in the south of the Yangtze River. The former Tang Dynasty was late and Liuguo moved its capital here for nearly 800 years. The authenticity of the legend of Longquan is no longer distinguishable. Today, Longquanfang has become a gourd restaurant, but it is also established here. However, the great master who founded the academy once said that he turned a blind eye to the outside world and was devoted to reading the books of sages. He could learn the principles when he was troubled and could also train his mind.

Having said that, students who need to teach according to their aptitude are divided into two categories: one is a talented person with good knowledge and good conversation, and the other is a mediocre person with all kinds of food, drink, and gambling. Perhaps only mediocre people can set off the talent, but this result is not unrelated to the college's location in Longquanfang.

Pulling the reins tightened, Amberchen slowed down his horse's stance, looked up and saw an old academy standing on the corner of the street. The plaque was simple and dark, and it was deliberately or unintentionally highlighted its seniority.

At this time, An Bochen felt that the academy's mouth was shaking. He turned his eyes and saw that the young men in brocade clothes scattered, and there was a faint sneer mixed in laughter.

"A bunch of xiǎo bastards!"

Official Li snorted coldly, but worries rose in his eyes.

He acts crazy and often ignores consequences, but this does not mean that he is stupid, but sometimes he is too lazy to use his brain. Official Li Xiǎo could not guess that as soon as the two of them entered the academy, the revenge of troubles and revenge from the aristocratic families would follow.

Shaking his head, Officer Li looked at the boy beside him.

Then An Bochen looked calm and energetic, without any worries.

"It's so miserable, it's so miserable. This time, An Wazi really only wants to read the books of sages and doesn't care about anything else."

Official Li xiǎo was shocked, glared at him and muttered.
Chapter completed!