In the early morning of Chang'an City, a thin mist slowly rose, and to the naked eye it looked like fairy air floating in the air.
"Husband, get up quickly."
"Dalang, go see if Sanlang has wet the bed."
"Whose dog is barking? People who are noisy can't sleep, saying, "Your mother, if you keep barking, I'll make a dog meat soup pot tomorrow!"
"..."
"It's very lively." Zhao Sanfu stood on the top of the city, looked at the city, and said longingly: "Ten years from now, a hundred years from now, this place should be even more lively."
Yang Xuan, who had just been released, sat on the edge, watching the smoke rising slowly, accompanied by mist looming on the roof. There were adults scolding, children howling...
He stayed up all night and was in good spirits. "In a hundred years, you and I will be gone."
Zhao Sanfu shook his head, "My descendants are still here. A hundred years later, I will be squatting on my grave, watching the city of Chang'an becoming more and more prosperous, thinking that I am responsible for all this prosperity, and I feel comfortable being a ghost."
Yang Xuan has experienced a lot tonight, and his mind is still a little confused at the moment.
"Have a good time and go study." Zhao Sanfu looked sideways at him, "When you and I become successful in the future, we will eliminate the injustice in this world!"
Yang Xuan nodded, "Okay!"
The morning breeze blew, and Zhao Sanfu felt high-spirited. Just as he was about to say something heroic, the city gate below opened.
"Hey! Come down quickly."
The sergeant who secretly let them go to the top of the city had some friendship with Zhao Sanfu, but now that the city gate was open, it was inconvenient for people to come and go.
Zhao Sanfu handed over his hand, jumped off the city wall easily, turned around and said to Yang Xuande: "Be careful lately."
He didn't say who, but Yang Xuan knew it was the He family.
…………
He Huan, who had just woken up, received the news and his face was livid.
"How dare Han Chun become an enemy of the He family?"
He ordered with a cold face: "Let our people impeach Han Chun...wait a minute!"
He Huan stood in front of the court with his hands behind his hands, and stretched out his hand, while the maid dressed him. He pondered for a long time, "Han Chun's in-law family is also a powerful person, and he himself will have to count on his descendants in the future, so why did he help Yang Xuan?"
He just wanted to ask someone to find out the news, but later the news came unsolicited.
"Han Chun said it's hard to explain in one word."
He Huan turned around, closed his hands, and the bowl of soup in his hands fell apart with a bang, and the juice overflowed.
"A country boy's fate is great!"
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Yang Xuan returned home and found that his bedroom was in a mess.
The scroll was thrown on the ground. It looked like it had been considered and thought it was a waste. Yang Xuan picked up the scroll heartbroken. The room was in a mess, so he put the scroll outside and slowly cleaned up the room.
The morning sunlight was very gentle, moving slowly from the front. The scroll was on the steps outside the door, but when the sunlight came over, it made a ding sound.
"Start charging..."
Yang Xuan inside slowly turned around and stared dumbfoundedly at the scroll's red light flashing...
Charge?
He remembered the warning before each scroll was shut down.
——Insufficient battery, automatic shutdown. Insufficient battery, automatic shutdown... until nothing is left.
Yang Xuan tidied up the room in a few moments and stood at the foot of the steps curiously, wanting to see what surprises the scroll could give him.
The sun shone on his back, the red light of the scroll in the shadow went out, and the girl's voice said: "Not enough light, not enough light..."
Not enough light?
Yang Xuan stepped away and the sun shone on the scroll.
The red light started to flash, and the girl's voice said: "Start charging..."
"Do we still need to bask in the sun?"
Yang Xuan blocked the sun again.
"Not enough light, not enough light..."
Yang Xuan got out of the way.
"Start charging..."
Block again...
He played this game endlessly until the girl said in a girl's voice: "Grass and mud horse!"
Yang Xuan: "..."
He knelt down carefully, "You...are you a human?"
The girl's voice replied: "I am not a human being."
Hey!
Yang Xuan was very happy, "Who are you?"
The girl said: "I am an intelligent program..."
What followed was a series of serial numbers that Yang Xuan didn't understand, and finally the girl said: "My name is Zhuque."
"Suzaku..." Yang Xuan scratched his head, "Isn't this a divine bird?"
The girl's voice was dull, "Suzaku is one of the four spirits in the sky..."
Yang Xuan sat down on the ground, "You...what else do you know?"
The girl was silent.
Yang Xuan asked tentatively: "What is Chang'an?"
Zhuque's voice was still stiff, "Chang'an was the capital of the Tang Dynasty in China. More than 4,000 years ago, King Wen of Zhou first established his capital here..."
King Wen of Zhou?
Yang Xuan was confused when he heard this. He used his poor historical knowledge to recall for a long time, but he never thought of King Wen of Zhou.
He squatted there asking questions all morning until there was a beep, the green light turned on, and Suzaku said: "The battery is fully charged."
Yang Xuan asked: "What is electricity?"
"Electricity is..."
"What should I do when the battery is fully charged?"
"You can end the lighting and use it normally. Or shut down."
Yang Xuan finally asked hungrily: "Where are you from?"
Zhuque said: "I come from Tang Group, the production batch number..."
Yang Xuan scratched his head, tentatively turned off the phone and said hello, "Suzaku?"
"I am here."
"Suzaku."
"I am here."
The next day, Yang Xuan got up and subconsciously said: "Suzaku."
The small scroll beside the pillow replied: "I am here."
Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, put the palm-long scroll in the leather bag he made specially, and asked: "Suzaku, are you bored?"
Suzaku didn't answer.
When the holiday came, Yang Xuan went to the Imperial College.
He went to report first, and was immediately given clothes, books, and hair.
Yang Xuan swung the tail a few times and felt uncomfortable, so he asked, "What are you doing with the tail?"
The man in the warehouse frowned and looked at him, "Our metaphysics is the first-class knowledge in the world, and we must be elegant and graceful..." He picked up a small man's tail and swung it a few times, "Look, it's very free and easy?"
Very silly!
Yang Xuan muttered in his heart, but did not dare to refute, "Yes."
He changed his clothes. The old clothes were worn out, but he still wrapped them up carefully and carried them on his back. He thought he would be looked down upon, but unexpectedly the man in charge of the warehouse praised him: "Don't forget your roots, good. But..."
Very good!
Ignoring it, Yang Xuan was happily taken to the school building.
Zhong Hui sat on his knees, looked sideways at Yang Xuan, nodded, "Come in."
More than thirty students all looked towards the door.
Yang Xuan walked in and saluted, "I've met the professor."
Zhong Hui pointed to the students calmly and said, "Let me introduce you to my classmates."
Yang Xuan faced more than thirty people and said nervously: "I...my surname is Yang Mingxuan, and my courtesy name is Zitai."
Yang Lue told him the name Zitai, and only God knows who named it.
The classmates looked at Yang Xuan with scrutinizing eyes, and there were actually several girls among them.
When the Tang Dynasty opened up, women were not just ladies who stayed behind. When the Tang Dynasty was founded, there was an army composed entirely of women, which was extremely fierce.
Hua Yuxie folded her arms and said calmly: "You look a little timid, I bet you are a commoner."
The classmate Qiao Huiyan next to her pointed at her breasts and said, "They are all squeezed out."
Hua Yuxie put down her hand and turned her eyes so that no one was peeping. When Qiao Huiyan saw that Yang Xuan was placed beside Hua Yuxie, she whispered: "You are a flower in the Imperial College. Will this young man be obsessed with you?"
There was a hint of disdain on Hua Yuxie's pretty face, "I don't even look down on anyone from the Imperial College, let alone him?"
Yang Xuan sat down and started class immediately.
There are many courses in metaphysics, mainly classics. Yang Xuan took one class and felt it was a bit vague. He thought of the last time he met Zhong Hui arguing with someone, and also thought of the previous conversation between teachers and students. It seemed... very empty.
ah!
The student sitting behind Hua Yuxie took advantage of Zhong Hui's lowered head and reached out, with a smile on his handsome face, "Bao Dong."
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shook it with a masterful skill, "Yang Xuan."
Bao Dong pointed to the piece of meat on his table, raised his eyebrows and said, "Like it?"
Yang Xuan nodded and shook his head, Bao Dong smiled and said: "This thing is silly."
"Silence!"
Someone reminded me ahead.
Yang Xuan felt that he had come to the Imperial College in the wrong place, but the second class was a very serious class, including arithmetic and so on.
The third class could be described as tense, but it turned out to be cultivation.
The morning class was very intense until just before lunch, Yang Xuan got up.
Qiao Huiyan looked back and whispered: "He's here, he's here as expected."
Hua Yuxie frowned, "As disgusting as a fly."
The two waited for the new student to get close to him, and then made him lose face in public. However, they heard Yang Xuan ask from behind: "Bao Dong, do you know what the mirror is for?"
Qiao Huiyan was stunned, Hua Yuxi stood up and said, "Go to the dining hall."
Bao Dong rested his chin on his hands, leaned on the table, looked at Yang Xuan sideways, and sighed: "You just arrived in Chang'an, right? No need to ask, it must be the mirror... that's..."
He lowered his voice and said, "I am in love with you, that's why I dare to say this. The mirror is the emperor's watchdog."
"Watchdog?" Yang Xuan couldn't imagine that Zhao Sanfu was a dog.
Bao Dong nodded, "Yes, it is a watchdog. It is dedicated to doing personal things for His Majesty, keeping an eye on the courtiers, and... In a word, the mirror is one of His Majesty's eyes, staring at Chang'an City and the world.
"
He felt that Yang Xuan should understand.
Yang Xuan understood. He thought of what he encountered on the first day he entered Chang'an... The evil young man blackmailed, and Zhao Sanfu took action...
Could he have done it on purpose?
Bao Dong was somewhat curious to find that there was sadness in the eyes of this new classmate, "What happened, did you offend the people on the stage? I advise you to stay away from them."
Yang Xuan shook his head, "No, let's go eat."
The two went to the dining hall together.
The dining hall is very big. When Yang Xuan came in, many people looked at him.
I feel like I've walked into the mountains and forests!
Yang Xuan was keenly aware of some unwelcome atmosphere.
"Almost all the students in the Imperial College have some background." Bao Dong took him to get the meal and warned on the way: "Someone spread the word earlier that an ignorant boy from the countryside came and joined the Imperial College through someone's connections.
If I hadn’t seen you study seriously before, I would definitely not pay attention to you. But... other people will not be as kind-hearted as me..."
Yang Xuan suddenly felt his scalp numb, his whole body tensed and then relaxed, and his inner breath was accumulating...
Before he finished speaking, someone beside him exclaimed, "Get out of the way!"
A student raised his hands, and the food in his hands splashed all over the air.
The key is that these meals are all for Yang Xuan.
Thinking that this new classmate would be punished in public on the first day he came to the Imperial College, and would become a joke in the Imperial College for a long time, Bao Dong couldn't help but look intolerable.
The student's eyes were more proud, and the students around him were whispering, with excitement in their eyes.
Yang Xuan seemed to have known that this would happen for a long time. He reached out sideways, as if to help the student unintentionally. After grabbing the student, he pulled the person in front of him.
This series of actions flowed smoothly, as if the two of them had rehearsed beforehand.
puff!
The students' heads and faces are full of food.
There was silence in the dining hall!
Yang Xuan took the food alone and walked over slowly step by step.
Everyone's eyes followed his figure slowly...
Until a female student shouted: "Cai!"
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