Chapter 2332

Boom!

The thunder swirled down in the clouds and was very dull.

Wearing a green shirt, Huang Jian stood in the gate of the yard and smiled at Wang Yuan: "hasn't the teacher been here for more than three years?"

Wang Yuan muman said, "you have a wife and children. Naturally, I don't come often."

Huang Jian glanced at the sky and said, "it's going to rain. Please come in, teacher."

As soon as Wang Yuan went in, raindrops fell.

Wang Yuan turned back to cover the door. The door closed slowly. In the crack of the door, Wang Yuan's cold face suddenly became gentle.

And just behind him, a little higher, almost in the same position, a face was smiling.

Huang Jian smiled strangely.

Two heads and two faces gradually coincided in the crack of the door, gradually disappeared from both eyes, and finally stopped abruptly. Everything was covered in the door

It's raining!

In the yard, the rain fell sparsely, the ground was wet for a moment, and then the wet marks disappeared immediately.

Dust was flying on the hot earth, and raindrops rolled the dust down again.

The wet marks gradually became a piece, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. Beating on the ground was like beating on the heart.

Under the eaves, Wang Yuan was watching the change.

Huang Jian was also watching, "rain comes from rootless place and falls to the ground into dust. This is the avenue. The immortal wants to come, too. Falling into the mundane is a mortal. The teacher has been self-conscious for many years, can he get anything?"

Wang Yuan looked at the scene of the rain falling, smiled and said, "your cousin's being taken has nothing to do with Fang Xing..."

Huang Jian was not angry. "The teacher knew it long ago, and then he hated Fang Xing, but planted my cousin's business on Fang Xing's head, and then looked at me like a fool to assassinate Fang Xing, and the teacher should have known the news that I knew Wang liubroken. All this is a Bureau, and the teacher let his disciples into it."

Wang Yuan stretched out his hand under the eaves and felt the temperature of the rain in his palm, but it was warm.

He was a little disappointed and said, "everything will not change suddenly. The four seasons are reincarnation, and they all change gradually. What about you?"

Huang Jian smiled: "The teacher has a good reputation outside in those years. One is to build bridges and pave the way, which is to gain reputation. The other is to reward the underachievers. When they meet intelligent scholars, they will warm words and even help each other. This is a bribe. One is the hearts of the people, and the other is a kind of reason. If any of those scholars win the scholars, it is natural to think of the teacher's good reputation. Otherwise, the teacher's good reputation is in. Just say a bad word behind his back I'm afraid I'll lose my reputation... "

Wang Yuan twists his fingers, feels the moisture, and says, "I've been here for decades all my life. I've passed most of them, but I don't want to be quiet. But why?"

It's like the teacher in the school asked his disciples questions. Huang Jian thought carefully and said, "it's enough for ordinary people to have enough food and clothing. The teacher doesn't like beauty and pleasure. It seems that he has a clear heart and few desires..."

Wang Yuan turned back slowly and said with a smile, "what's next?"

Huang Jian said: "in fact, it's a desire for profit, but it's just cloth clothes. You can't go into the court to guide the country, so you're blocking people in the Jianghu. You're overjoyed to see some signs of your own change in the court..."

The anxiety on his face had long disappeared, and he even looked very peaceful: "teacher, you want to pave the way for your children and grandchildren. After they become useful and famous Southern scholars, there are many officials who have suffered your gratitude and resentment in the officialdom. Tut! It's amazing to think about it!"

Wang Yuan Fuxu said with a smile, "this is what aristocratic families do. They accumulate from generation to generation, and then accumulate a lot. Their descendants have a large number of talents. They become generals and become prime ministers. This is the goal I pursue."

Huang Jian smiled, but with a taste of irony: "teacher, at the beginning, Wen Fang and Emperor Ren liked them and simplified them. Whose handwriting is this? If your highness recruited them after hearing their reputation, it's just a joke. There are tens of millions of talented people in Ming Dynasty. They just spend money to get a reputation. If you really want to recruit people, you can't turn them."

Wang yuanleng said, "it's no coincidence. Emperor Ren loved articles when he was crown prince. There were some old Confucians around him. I made friends with one of them and exchanged letters. I was mostly praised by the literati. I just sent some gifts to Beijing in their name during the new year's festival."

Huang Jian said in amazement, "that's all?"

Wang Yuan walked in slowly and said, "what do you think you want? Human kindness is nothing but water dropping through stone. If it doesn't work in one day, it will work in two days. If it doesn't work in two days, it will work in three days. Unless it's an owl, how many people can stop it?"

They sat down left and right, with a small table between them.

The small table is not big, the distance is very close, and they are also smiling, but it gives life the illusion of an insurmountable gap.

Huang Jian thought of making tea after sitting down, so he went out himself. When he came back, he had a teapot and two cups in his hand.

"The absence of his wife and children at home has neglected the teacher."

Huang Jian poured the tea naturally, and Wang Yuan looked at the teapot and cup naturally.

Huang Jian pointed to the teacup and said, "please have tea, teacher."

Wang Yuan touched the tea cup and said, "you still can't see progress in your tea making skills!"

Both of them smiled. Wang Yuan suddenly stopped smiling, then frowned at Huang Jian's back and said, "when I winked, why did I see another piece of paper?"

Huang Jian was surprised, so he got up and touched his back.

Wang Yuan's hands moved like lightning and immediately changed the tea cups of both sides.

Huang Jian was still touching his back. Wang Yuan moved quickly again. When Huang Jian didn't touch it and turned back angrily, Wang Yuan's hand had left from the top of the teacup.

"But I read it wrong."

Wang Yuan rubbed his eyes and looked more old-fashioned.

Huang Jian felt comfortable in his heart. He felt that the man was not far from death after all. He said proudly, "the teacher should maintain more."

Wang Yuan sighed, "people are as old as candles. Candle tears flow and finally become a pool..."

Outside the rain has been falling, but the heat is still not gone, but more muggy.

Huang drank a drink from the tea cup and said, "I know that teachers have a way to get a new registered residence. It's not a thing. I just want this. After that, we don't have any relationship. Well, I swear, it's irrelevant."

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "your wife and children don't care?"

Huang Jian hesitated and struggled more in his eyes, and then said, "Fang Xing doesn't like to toss women and children. As long as I can get away, he won't do anything to my wife and children."

Wang Yuan laughed, "the registered residence is from my hands, you have nothing to hide from it. Don't you fear to wake up to the old man, then the old man will give you up?"

"Boom!"

Huang Jian trembled and said with a strong smile, "if the teacher is taken by him, it is God's will."

Wang Yuan said gently, "you want to escape. Daming is very big now. As long as you have money, where can you not settle down? You want to hide somewhere and come out after the wind stops. Sure enough, you have got the true story of the old man and can bear it very much."

Huang Jian said, "I always said Fang Xing would check it, but you don't believe it. What do you think now?"

"Fang Xing has a city government. He can endure it until now. That is, he wants to use it to make an article, or to make us frightened and suspicious."

Wang Yuan is good at playing with these tricks, so he has long seen Fang Xing's intention.

"I'm a famous man. He doesn't dare take people without a handle."

Huang Jian sighed, "the teacher really has no choice but to pick himself clean. As long as I can disappear, the matter will naturally subside."

Wang Yuan glanced at the tea he had drunk and asked, "how do you want to disappear?"

Huang Jian was stunned, then shook his body and said, "why am I a little dizzy?"

Wang Yuan's left hand has been hidden in his wide cuffs. His hands are together, as if passing something.

Huang Jian covered his forehead and blinked.

Wang Yuan smiled and asked again, "how do you want to disappear?"

Huang Jian felt dizzy. He shook his head, frowned and said, "you don't want to write to them, but they will write to you every month. Teacher, you don't know. After I copied it, I switched three letters to you..."

Wang Yuan nodded and said, "yes! You are the best at copying. I told you not to work on this trail..."

Huang Jian's body was shaking. He stood up with the table, looked at the cup of tea, looked at Wang Yuan with a strange smile, and shouted, "you poisoned!"

Wang Yuan Huoran got up and smashed the thing he had been holding with his right hand.

The heavy inkstone hit Huang Jian's forehead and made a dull noise.

Huang Jian took several steps back and finally fell heavily to the ground.