Boom, Meng Xinghe's words were more powerful than thunder, and directly made the discussion around them much louder.
"Who is this person? He is just looking for death."
"Let's wait and see the good show. Anyone who even dares to tease Master Xuan will suffer from him,"
"This man is so courageous. Not only can he mingle with four foreign beauties, but now he actually dares to attack the master. He is so bold. It is getting more and more interesting."
There were those who laughed, those who praised and criticized, and even those who were watching the show with their hands folded. They were watching the scene that just happened from a distance. The man in white who was following the woman in yellow suddenly stood up in front of this rare opportunity to solve the problem for the beauty. Come on, your originally handsome face is now even more arrogant.
This man in white is extremely handsome. He wears a three-inch purple gold crown on his head, with two strands of gold thread hanging on his chest. He wears black and yellow jade on his waist and a three-foot sword for decoration. He has a handsome face and looks like Pan An. He behaved modestly and looked like a perfect scholar. He was dressed in silk white clothes, which was in sharp contrast with Meng Xinghe's wretched blue shirt. He stood in front of the woman in yellow, waved his hand to deflect the roses offered by Meng Xinghe, and said humbly: "You Do you know who the person standing in front of you is? She is the first female doctor in the Tang Dynasty who has been personally conferred by the Holy Emperor. She is also the teacher of three thousand students in the Imperial College. You, a mere humble scholar, actually spoke rudely in front of your wife. In your eyes, Are there any etiquette, laws and morals?”
I didn't realize that this woman in yellow is actually the wife of the Imperial College. I'm pursuing her. Isn't it just a master-disciple relationship? Oh my god, this is a bit new. Meng Xinghe didn't feel timid at all. He stretched out his hand to push away the young man in white and came to that The woman said in front of her: "I don't care whether you are a doctor or a master of the Imperial College. I only remember what I said. Do you like this flower or not? You are mine anyway."
Meng Xinghe suddenly said something rude, directly pushing the conflict to the forefront.
"You... you're a scoundrel, you're a scoundrel," the woman in yellow said angrily, grabbing the crutch in her hand and hitting Meng Xinghe's back, regardless of the people around her watching, and scolded without any trace of a teacher.
"Girl, you are right, I am really a scoundrel, but Liu Xiahui is a scoundrel, and he is as dirty as you said," Meng Xinghe said, and gently threw the flower in his hand forward, as accurately as a dart. Falling into the hands of the woman in yellow, he turned around and walked slowly towards the literature hall in front of him and said cheerfully: "Break off a spring branch and send it to the person next to you. Keep it well. I will not be in the mood to do it for you in the future." You are picking flowers and writing poems,"
"You," the woman couldn't find the words to describe Meng Xinghe's flirtatious and revealing words. With a slight swing of her yellow clothes, she had already crushed the roses Meng Xinghe sent her and whispered, "Marry me and then divorce me, you Dream on.
After arriving at the Museum of Culture and History, he handed in the documents he brought from Jiangdu, registered, and arranged a private room. Meng Xinghe took his luggage and moved in.
The rooms allocated to students in the Imperial College are very spacious, just like the three-bedroom and one-living room they live in now, with a study room, a piano room and a bedroom, plus a hall for receiving guests. It is very spacious to live in. The reason for this layout is that it is convenient In addition to regular classes, every student is used to study behind closed doors and consolidate their knowledge.
"Meng Xinghe, put your things away," the person who spoke was Aunt Yun, who was dressed as a servant at this time. Female family members were not allowed to enter and leave the Imperial Academy. In order to fulfill the master's sister's instructions to protect Meng Xinghe personally, she had no choice but to follow his instigation. She had a makeover, but dressing up like this made her even more attractive than wearing women's clothing.
Meng Xinghe walked over and took a look, his eyes widened and he said: "This is my bed, why should I get out of the way? Don't you know martial arts? Why don't you sleep on the beams on the roof?" Meng Xinghe raised his head and looked at the roof. , that beam is big and thick, it should be safe to sleep on.
Aunt Yun pulled out the little whip and threatened, "Will you give in?"
"No," Meng Xinghe said resolutely. There was only one bed in the room. If he gave it up, he wouldn't sleep on the floor.
"Well, I will go out openly now and see if you will be affected." Aunt Yun couldn't tell him. She had already reached out to fiddle with the hosta stuck on her head and regain her daughter's body. If she goes out with disheveled hair, Meng Xinghe is afraid that He will be expelled from the Imperial College immediately.
"Go, it's best to say that I just molested you, so that I can leave this place and go back to Jiangdu to see all my little darlings." Meng Xinghe was not threatened at all, but lay on his side on the bed and said : "I see there is a small bed for resting in the piano room, but there is no brocade quilt. You can just go out and buy it later. Why do you have to fight with me?"
"I didn't bring any money," Aunt Yun said with a roll of her eyes. This man is really a scoundrel. He keeps pinching and rubbing, and any moves used on him are useless. He is simply born to be the nemesis of women.
"I didn't bring it," Meng Xinghe sat up suddenly, startling Aunt Yun, "If you don't bring it, you can go out and grab it. With your skills, you can do whatever you want and get a hundred taels of silver."
"Crack," Aunt Yun had already whipped out her whip. Her reaction was not as fast as Meng Xinghe's. Before she could hit her, she was caught in his hand and said with a lewd smile: "Why do I have to use a small whip to meet your needs?" If you want to find a big one next time, how about I lend you one?"
Knowing what Meng Xinghe was implying, Aunt Yun rolled her eyes at him, turned around in shame and said, "Shameless,"
"Shameless," Meng Xinghe argued with reason: "If a tree doesn't need bark, it will definitely die. If a person has no shame, he is invincible. Have you ever seen someone like me who will carry out shamelessness and aboveboardness to the end? You haven't seen it. This is at least good." Prove that I am still an upright "true gentleman""
"Bah," Aunt Yun scolded, snorted, and walked to the piano room next door, saying: "No man in this world is a gentleman, and you can't be considered a man, you are just a little Sex|It’s just a ghost,”
Meng Xinghe smiled happily and said, "Sister, I am not young anymore. I am exactly eighteen years old this year."
Aunt Yun was completely speechless. That mouth was so disgusting. She really wanted to find something to plug it up so as not to disturb her mind. She was too lazy to pay attention. Aunt Yun went straight back to the piano room, slammed the door, and heard messy piano sounds coming from inside. , comparable to a hundred birds singing together.
Not realizing that Aunt Yun had such musical talent, Meng Xinghe smiled and turned to his side to take a deep sleep, but heard a knock on the door.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Meng here?"
As if he was looking for him, Meng Xinghe responded and opened the door.
Outside the door, there was a servant in green clothes. Seeing Meng Xinghe coming out, the servant immediately handed a letter to him and said respectfully: "Master Meng is here. My master told me to hand over this letter." I’ll give you a banquet tonight, and I’ll respectfully invite you to my house as a guest. I’d also like to ask you to accept it.”
It's really strange that someone knew about it as soon as he arrived in Chang'an. The news must have spread too quickly. After receiving the letter, there was no name or surname on it, so I didn't know who the servant was talking about.
Could it be Du Ruhui? Meng Xinghe suddenly realized that if there was anyone who was friendly with him in Chang'an, there would be no one except Du Ruhui. If it was Lao Du, no matter what, he would have to go and visit.
Back in the room, Meng Xinghe hurriedly opened the envelope and looked at it. There was only an address written in the letter, and there was nothing else.
How could it be so mysterious about what Lao Du wanted to do? Meng Xinghe asked himself in confusion, but he still took it into his arms.
At sunset, thinking of going to Du Ruhui's house tonight, Meng Xinghe simply dressed up and was about to go out. Aunt Yun, who lived in the piano room next door, suddenly opened the door and came out. She saw Meng Xinghe dressed in brocade clothes and dressed up for the first time. , Aunt Yun began to wonder, she had been getting along with this man for a while, and she had never seen him behave like this today. He must be going out to do bad things. Aunt Yun rolled her eyes and said, "What are you going to do?"
"Go out for a walk," Meng Xinghe opened the folding fan with a loud bang, shook it a few times in front of his chest, looking quite handsome and unrestrained, and said with a smile: "How about it, do you have the look of a romantic and talented person?"
Aunt Yun looked at him up and down and said disdainfully: "Why haven't I seen you wearing such gorgeous brocade clothes on weekdays? Did you just come to Chang'an and you want to go out and fool around?"
Born to be a romantic, even if he wanted to go out to do business, he would be wronged. Meng Xinghe did not explain, and acquiesced: "That's right, but I am going to Shangshu Mansion tonight to fool around. I heard that the lady from Shangshu Mansion is still here. I want to try my luck in the pavilion. Hey, don’t look at me with that look. I know you are afraid of the dark, so remember to leave the door open for me tonight and I will come back to sleep with you."
Knowing that Aunt Yun was going to get angry after hearing this, Meng Xinghe simply ran out of the room. Aunt Yun was a little slow to react, so she could only stand by the door with eyes wide open, and said angrily: "Meng Xinghe, come back here, or I will open the door tonight. It's bolted for you," she said, and immediately patted herself on the head several times, Yunqing, Yunqing, why did you lose your sense of proportion in front of this brat? You didn't know he was taking advantage of you. You're so stupid. .
Sitting on the carriage, Meng Xinghe laughed heartily. It felt good to tease Aunt Yun. At least she was fooled as well. He didn't expect that such a shrewd Aunt Yun would suffer what he did. It was worth celebrating.
Meng Xinghe was rarely as happy as he was today. He said energetically: "Brother driving the carriage, how far is it to your house?"
"It's not far, maybe there's still time for a stick of incense," the guy driving the bus said very respectfully, and after that, there was no sound.
"Then do you have anyone else in your master's house, such as maids, young ladies, wives, concubines, etc.?" Meng Xinghe had nothing to do and just gossiped about Lao Du's private affairs. Meng Xinghe shamelessly thought that if Lao Du had a daughter, he would be able to meet her. It would be nice to meet and chat. I believe that with Lao Du's character, the daughter he gave birth to will probably not be much different.
"It's just the master and his wife who live in the house. The lady got married a few years ago,"
It seems that Lao Du is very loyal to love, but his daughter got married too early. It would be great if it were a few years later. Maybe the relationship between Lao Du and me could be even better.
A stick of incense time passed, and the carriage stopped smoothly. The driver greeted him respectfully outside: "Young Master, we have arrived at the house."
"We're here," Meng Xinghe rubbed his eyes. He was sleeping just now, but he didn't know that the time would be here soon. He didn't waste any time, simply arranged his clothes and got off the carriage.
"Young Master, please." When the servant who delivered the letter at noon saw Meng Xinghe arriving, he immediately walked up to greet him and said, "My master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please invite the Young Master to come."
A high official position means a good one. Not only are the servants top-notch, but even the bricks and tiles on the house are resplendent. It seems that Old Du is not a good official either. He must have committed a lot of corruption. Meng Xinghe directly wiped out Du Ruhui's achievements and went on to After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped and stared blankly at a golden plaque above the several-foot-wide red door.
Prince Xian's Mansion, this is not Lao Du's home, then where is this place? Meng Xinghe was completely confused. He could no longer take his original flexible steps and stagnated.