At the door of the first restaurant, Fang Zhuoyu, dressed in luxurious clothes, stood there to greet the guests, and those who came to congratulate him were all prominent figures in the town.
Next to Fang Zhuoyu were two classmates of similar age, both of whom had been good friends with him in the past.
Originally from a poor family, they were now dressed in a decent manner, with their chests straightened and confident smiles on their faces, as if it was not just Fang Zhuoyu who became a successful candidate today, but them as well.
"Brother Chu, will Lu Ziyi really come?" Qian Zhongyun, a tall and thin man, shook his fan and looked suave.
"Yes." Fang Zhuoyu said with contempt on his face. "Today I have become a judge, but he has become an ugly hunter. How can I not come to curry favor with him?"
"The chief is here." Tang Mingcong reminded in a low voice, and stepped forward to greet Bai Weikang, the chief of Qingshan Academy. "Chief, please come this way."
Bai Weikang looked at Fang Zhuoyu lovingly: "Chu Zhi, today is your big day. This is my little thought. I hope it will be useful to you."
While Bai Weikang was talking, the attendant behind him took out a box. When he opened the box, he saw that it was a fine wolf hair.
"Given by the mountain chief, the people of Chu will definitely cherish it and make good use of it." Fang Zhuoyu made a big gift.
"Hahahaha..." County Magistrate Qin walked over with a smile. "I'm not late, am I?"
"Master Qin." Everyone saluted again.
The First Restaurant specially recommended other customers and only took Fang Zhuoyu’s order today.
The shopkeeper entertained the distinguished guests with a smile on his face. The fact that the restaurant entertained the nobles would be good for their business. After all, many people still like to be happy with the nobles.
"Chu Zhi is today, thank you to the mountain chief and all the masters for their cultivation. In the future, Chu Zhi will also learn from the mountain chief and all the masters, and is determined to cultivate more students." Fang Zhuoyu saluted everyone.
"Don't forget your studies either." Master Qian stroked his short beard and said with a smile.
"Yes, disciple dare not forget."
The shopkeeper came over and asked with a smile: "Are all the guests here? If so, I will ask the waiter to serve the dishes."
Kite looked here not far away, curling up the corners of his mouth, his face full of disdain.
As Lu Yi's little follower, he naturally couldn't stand people like Fang Zhuoyu who were pretentious.
"Wait a little longer!" Fang Zhuoyu hesitated and said.
County Magistrate Qin asked: "Is it possible that there are still guests?"
"I came to order a banquet yesterday and happened to meet Brother Ziyi who was here to sell mountain products. I specially invited him. He should be arriving soon." Fang Zhuoyu replied politely.
"Zi Yi? Isn't it Lu Ziyi who wrote the poem on flood control at the age of fourteen?" Qin County Magistrate frowned: "I met him a few years ago. He is very impressive at a young age. He is not afraid when he sees me. He is quite impressive.
Talent.”
The faces of the mountain chief and the masters all looked a little ugly.
Lu Ziyi is the deepest pain in their hearts. Over the years, every time they think of this person, they feel regretful and wish they had suffered instead of him so that he could return to the right path instead of watching him become ordinary.
"Is he willing to come?" Bai Weikang asked in a deep voice.
Fang Zhuoyu still had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"He said he would come."
The shopkeeper looked out the window and said, "It's coming, it's coming."
Qian Zhongyun and Tang Mingcong came to the window and looked outside. When they saw Lu Yi in old clothes, they were relieved.
What are they afraid of?
He was no longer the Lu Ziyi whose parents were still alive and competing with them in the academy, but the ordinary and ugly Orion Lu Yi.
He doesn't deserve to step into their circle now.
Kite went downstairs to greet him, and said to Lu Yi who was walking quickly: "That Fang Zhuoyu must have bad intentions. I'm afraid he will humiliate you again later. What are you doing here?"
"I haven't seen my teacher and you masters for many years, so I would like to take this opportunity to say hello." Lu Yi said, "Brother Fengzheng, please worry about me."
"Brother Ziyi, you are finally here." Qian Zhongyun greeted him with a smile.
Bai Weikang looked at his beloved disciple, suppressed his sourness, and said in a deep voice: "Here he comes!"
"Ziyi has met Master Qin, met the teacher, and met all the masters."
Lu Yi was the only one among all the students of Qingshan Academy who became a disciple of Shanzhang.
This title made many students look jealous.
The county magistrate of Qin didn't know what happened to Lu Yi. Seeing that his appearance was disfigured and his clothes were ordinary, he knew that he had a story.
Other insiders have mixed feelings about him. They sympathize with his plight, pity his talent, and are glad that he does not have such a strong opponent. Because his existence is not a good thing for them.
"Brother Ziyi, I'm really happy that you can come." Fang Zhuoyu looked at Lu Yi sincerely. "I have been thinking about brother Ziyi over the years, but brother Ziyi seems to be unwilling to have anything to do with the past.
I've visited you several times but I haven't seen you. I have no regrets about seeing you today."
"Chu has always valued love and righteousness, unlike some people who leave just as soon as they want. They have long forgotten Qingshan Academy and the masters who taught them earnestly." Qian Zhongyun sarcastically said.
"That's enough." Master Qian frowned and said unhappily: "Today is a good day for Chuzhi, what are you talking about? We are all happy that Ziyi can come. Qingshan Academy is finally reunited today."
"Today is a good day for Brother Chu. Brother Ziyi, you didn't come empty-handed, right?" Tang Mingcong said with a smile: "You are such a sensible person, you shouldn't be so rude?"
Bai Weikang was about to speak when he saw Lu Yi unpacking the small bag he was carrying, opening it, taking out a box inside and handing it to Tang Mingcong: "The gift is in this box, open it yourselves!"
"What is so mysterious?" Qian Zhongyunpi smiled. "I'm getting curious."
"Could it be some kind of mushroom from the mountain, or animal skin?" Tang Mingcong sang with Qian Zhongyun beside him, as if they were singing an opera.
Lu Yi ignored them, came to Bai Weikang, and knelt down in front of him.
Bai Weikang didn't stop him, and only helped him up after he finished saluting.
"You little heartless boy, you haven't seen the teacher in all these years. Do you still have the teacher in your heart and eyes?"
When he said this, Bai Weikang's eyes became increasingly red and his voice became hoarse.
"I've seen it before." Lu Yi said softly.
"Every year during the holidays, there are always a few game animals in front of my door. You put them there, right?" Bai Weikang looked at him coldly. "Since you don't want a teacher anymore, why do you want to give them to me? Who cares about your stuttering?"
"It took a lot of effort to see you, don't say such angry words." The master next to him advised: "Zi Yi is not willing to be like this. Who lets God play tricks on people? I have always had regulations in the court, and those who have disfigured faces cannot obtain honors.
In his situation, even if he didn't have that family dragging him down, he would have missed the imperial examination."
There was a sigh from the side: "Why can't it be opened? Did Lu Ziyi bring something that cannot be opened to hold the gift?"
