Li Kuo looked at the boy in front of him carefully, but he could not connect him with the second floor of the sacred library. His head wrapped in a black turban seemed to be trying to break through the constraints, and his forehead was bulging;

Like a bucket, the waist was squeezed with a black green robe, which seemed to be short-striped, and the person who was tied up could not bend down. His eyes, with a slight chewing gaze, narrowed into a slit, and stared at him like he was looking at his prey, making his legs tremble.

Moving a few steps to a square table of pear wood, the young man in blue twisted his waist and moved himself to the table with difficulty, curled his lips and said, "Don't stare at me like this, although I am a genius and Imperial College, Lian Fuzi

Everyone appreciates it. But geniuses will also pity mortals like you. Anyone who can guide you will never hide their own personalities."

Li Kuo was amused, but he suppressed his smile and said seriously: "I wonder what the name of this genius is?"

"No sin."

"Don't have a last name?"

"Submit Zhou!"

"age?"

“Seventeen.”

"Hometown?"

"Xingyang."

"Uh...what are you here for?"

"I said you are so bored. I am not here to study, is it to learn to cook or to cook? Ordinary people are ordinary people, and they actually ask such questions. In this year, only a genius like me who is so lonely.

”

“…”

Seeing Li Kuo's pitiful appearance, Wuzui felt soft and shook his head and said, "Don't give up on yourself too much. Although a mortal like you cannot become a peerless elite like this genius. But just accept this genius humbly.

Instructions, it is not a problem to abuse other muggles." His cheeks were filled with air, like a sack of milk filled with nectar.

Seeing that Li Kuo seemed unmoved, Wuzui was anxious. He jumped off the table and moved forward a few steps. The young man pointed to the partition on the head and said, "Do you know who lives on it?"

”

Li Kuo shook his head lightly and smiled awkwardly.

Wuzui shrugged and said, "There are only three people in this dynasty on the third floor of Siyuan Building. The first is of course the master and the old man, and the second is naturally the self-proclaimed third senior brother." He gently rubbed his nose tip

Wuniao moved behind Li Kuo and whispered: "This is the third one, I am the genius!"

Li Kuo couldn't help laughing anymore and burst out laughing.

"Wuzui, you, you are so funny..." Li Kuo stroked his chest and stamped his feet, and coughed with a smile.

"You, you smile. Don't you believe that I have been to the third floor?" Zhou Wuzui's cheeks turned red in an instant, and he asked with his cheeks puffed.

Li Kuoqiang suppressed the smile in his heart, straightened his waist and said seriously: "Well, I believe it, can't I believe it? But since the innocent brother has gone up to three floors, do you know what books are hidden on it?

What to solve?”

Zhou Wuzui curled his lips and said proudly: "The road to study is wide and narrow, and the things that benefit from are good and bad. The Imperial College was originally a place where the elites of our dynasty gathered, and this Siyuan Pavilion was the talent cultivated by my Tang Dynasty.

Secret residence. Worldly knowledge is nothing more than classics, history, and military script formations. However, these three floors use extraordinary methods, perform extraordinary things, and practice extraordinary people..."

Li Kuo saw him pretending to be a great scholar and in an official voice, and felt it was particularly interesting, and he did not interrupt him, and followed the conversation and said, "Then what kind of people are used to cultivate in this pavilion? I don't know if I can tell you if I am innocent.

two?"

Seeing that Li Kuo was respectful, Zhou Wuzui immediately became interested, so he simply turned away his stern gesture and waved his hand and said, "It's okay to tell you, but in fact, these three floors are specially designed to train hermits for His Majesty."

Seeing that his face was calm and not as fake, Li Kuo also wanted to find out, so he simply pulled Wunin to sit on the bookshelf and said cheerfully: "Oh, then I have to listen carefully. If you are loyal enough, I will recognize it.

You brother."

Zhou Wujue's face flashed with joy, but then disappeared on the eternal face. "Brother? They said it better than anyone else. If you really encounter something, you will not be able to take advantage of the situation. In this world, you can

Only you believe in it!”

Li Kuo didn't know what to say, so he smiled slightly and waited for the innocent to confide.

Zhou Wujue saw a punch hitting cotton, rubbed his nose in disappointment and said in a deep voice: "Actually you are pretty good. I felt that it was kind to you when I saw you at first." He paused slightly,

Wunun returned to his cynical expression: "If you want to say that this hermit is just as its name, it is a secret informant secretly cultivated by Your Majesty. The role of this hermit is unparalleled. It acts as Your Majesty's mouthpiece, picks up traitors, and secretly investigates secret cases; outside

Visit the northern deserts of the Western Regions, act as a meticulous work, and spy on military intelligence. How can such a person deal with it without any ability? He is also talented and martial. The most important thing is his loyalty to His Majesty."

Li Kuo shook his head and said, "Since this candidate is so important, I will avoid talking about it. How can you tell me so frankly? Besides, with your age and experience, I am afraid that you will not be easily selected by the Master."

Zhou Wuzui snorted lightly and said disdainfully: "If you scholars are so stupid, how can you be considered a talented person? If you want to talk about the knowledge and skills of this genius, no one dares to challenge you except the third senior brother who is burning money!

"While gently rubbing his nose, Zhou Wujue sighed: "As for the identity of this hermit, there is nothing to hide. First, I have not become a hermit, and second, I have not disclosed secret matters to you, so it is not a problem."

Li Kuo was so honest without knowing that he was innocent, and bowed and apologized with embarrassment: "In this way, it is the foolish brother who judges a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Zhou Wuzui waved his hand and said, "Forget it, if I meet someone like this, I'd be angry. I'm going to be so angry now."

"Then do you think I can be a hermit?"

"You?" Zhou Wuzui held his fat chin with one hand and looked at it for a long time and said, "You must say that, your kid's qualifications are not bad. Those who can enter the second floor of Siyuan Pavilion must have a good knowledge.

Look at your body and bones, like a Taoist man who has built a foundation. Although there is some difference between you and this genius, as long as you study humbly, you will not be without chance..."

"Then are you willing to help me? It would be better to have a genius like you who is so rare to mention me, than to me who is not a manager!" Li Kuo smiled sincerely and said calmly.

Zhou Wuzui's muscles on his cheeks were slightly beating, and he shook his teeth with some pain. He looked at Li Kuo with resentment and said, "Although this hermit is His Majesty's secret minister, he does not worship a real official or a title. I want to rely on it to chase him.

Fame and profit, let go as soon as possible if you are shining your family!”

"My father often told me that fame and fortune are like dust. Just cut half a pound of mutton sauce at the road stall, and it's so much to do that."

A nearly begging gaze appeared in his innocent eyes: "Although the hermit is highly valued by His Majesty, his training is extremely hard and he needs to endure loneliness that ordinary people cannot imagine. Can you bear it?"

"With a pot of wine and you are with you, how lonely is it?"

Seeing that Li Kuo is so stubborn, Wu Zuo said straightforwardly: "I will tell you in a blunt way. Since he is a hermit, he will hide his real name and identity and disappear in this world from now on. I am a famous son who is not loved by anyone.

No worries. Can you give up everything you miss in the world?”

Li Kuo felt a loud bang in his mind, and the joy and joy of the past were wiped out. The picture of the past appeared in his mind.

When I was young, my mother always sat under the old locust tree, hugged herself in her arms, combed her hair in her bun, and said gently, "Fei'er, you must study hard. My mother doesn't ask you to be a marquis.

I just hope you are a man who stands upright like your grandfather!”

In the teahouse, A Tian always snuggled beside her. Against the bright moonlight seal like crispy cheese, she stumbled and said coquettishly: "Brother Xiaoqi, did the Turks move to the west after they were defeated?

Why didn’t the General Wang Zhongsi completely eliminate them?”

In the suburbs of the city, Yan Ji always ran on the endless fields with him, and ran to an open space without any purpose. After having fun, he lay on the grass on his back and laughed loudly. When he was tired of laughing, he counted around Chang'an together.

The endless stars in the night sky.

At the lantern festival, Uncle Sun would always take out two Kaiyuan Tongbao from his deflated purse without hesitation, bargained with the store, and bought two rabbit head lanterns coated with gold powder for himself and A Tian.

Gently pinched my cheeks with my joyful look...

Can I really erase everything in the past without caring about it? Can I really ignore the feelings of my relatives and friends? I have been escaping since the war in the suburbs of medicine shops. I have been escaping from the Eastern Palace position that Yan Ji fought for for him and my uncle

The marriage that was set for herself, escape from A Tian's fascinating face, and escape from this seemingly unchangeable fate.

"Since you can't let go, don't force yourself. I can see that there must be many people who love you. You don't want to make them sad, right?" Zhou Wuzui sighed and persuaded.

"Everything is special. You don't have to give up your old identity as a hermit. Your official position is the best cover for the identity of a hermit." A warm voice as warm as jade came from the top of the pavilion and then floated to it.

It's a white dress.

The person who came was about thirty years old, wearing a silk brocade dress, and the white dress was spotless. He looked like a person who loved cleanliness. His face was sharp and his sword eyebrows were straight into his forehead, with a hint of joke and a smile.

Fei smiled at Li Kuo.

Li Kuo was stared a little embarrassed and rushed over and bowed, "I wonder what this brother has to offer?"

The man did not reply, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and in a blink of an eye it flashed to Wuzui's side. He raised the folding fan in his hand and tapped Wuzui's bright forehead three times.

"I said Xiao Si, haven't you introduced me to this little brother yet? How did the senior brother train you? Respecting teachers and elders is the foundation of my Tang Dynasty scholars. Could it be that you want to wash me again?

Half a month's clothes?"

Wuxian and aggrievedly avoided behind Li Kuo, and only a round head showed his head and shouted: "Stern Brother, you are wronged by me. This kid is a young man who just came here. I am teaching him the rules in Siyuan Pavilion.

, you broke out, how could you blame me?"

The third senior brother was obviously very interested and continued to tease the junior brother. While slapping the folding fan with his hands, he said with interest: "Oh? That's why senior brother wronged you. The Master has just been out for a few days and you have changed again.

You have to be so slippery. Not only do you not study your studies well, but you also talk about secrets with outsiders. If the Master comes back, I see how you, a peerless genius, can escape."

Wuzui immediately panicked, and he begged the third senior brother without caring about his attitude, "San brother, you are the best to treat Xiaosi. Don't tell him, okay, why don't I wash clothes for you for half a month?"

After looking at the third senior brother with anticipation.

"Half-month?" The third senior brother seemed to be a little more eager and raised his voice.

Wuzui's cheeks were bulging into two small round bags. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "That's only one month, but you have to let me watch the polo game next month, and you also know that style I love the most.

”

The third brother held his chin with one hand, thought for a while and said, "This is easy to say. Master just said that I want me to pay close attention to your studies. With our little fourth, those papers are no problem. When I am tired of studying, I go out to play.

It's good to play. I'll take good care of you." After saying that, he patted Wunin's shoulder lightly, and then walked around and left.
To be continued...