Chapter 25

With the unity of clothing, food, housing and transportation, we can't see the level of identity. Students get along more naturally and freely. However, there are still whispered rumors that some students in the academy have high status, very high and high status. Some people ask: how high are they? The person being asked must be mysterious and shake his finger - can't say, can't say.

Feng Zhiwei walked all the way, listening to Yan Huaishi's introduction of the Academy. Listening to the degree of familiarity, it was like a student who had never been admitted to the Academy, but had been studying in the Academy for three or four years.

"How do you know so well?" Feng Zhiwei asked him.

Yan Xiaosi smiles and twists his index finger thumb, indicating that silver is omnipotent.

"The Yan family is rich in the sea. Why do they have to go to the middle of Beijing to drill around and get angry?"

"The imperial court attaches great importance to agriculture and suppresses commerce. Once the merchants are rich in the world, they have to look up to local officials." Yan Huaishi looked up at the eaves of Qingming academy, and his cynical eyes suddenly sank a bit. "The imperial capital is always a place with lots of opportunities."

Feng Zhiwei smiles and thinks that there are many children of the aristocratic family, and the next generation of family owners must also be in fierce competition. This one who went to the imperial capital either could not bear to be beaten up and exiled, or he had broad insight and realized that the imperial capital resources would add points for his position in the future, so he came here specially. Seeing that the Yan Family boy is flexible, the latter is more likely.

The old man took them to the main courtyard and gave them to a middle-aged scribe. He said a few words in his ear. The man was surprised and asked Feng Zhiwei to record his name and resume with a smile. Fengzhiwei had already made up a set of false resumes for himself - Wei Zhi, a peasant boy born in Shannan Road, whose parents died and took shelter from relatives in Beijing.

The man asked the identities of the two attendants carefully. He could see that the Academy was loose outside and tight inside. In fact, he was very concerned about the internal security. Most of the people walking around were light footed and had martial arts skills. Yan Huaishi was a machine that moved at the press of the button. Without Feng Zhiwei's explanation, he had already made up a set of credible statements, which even Gu Nan Yi took with him.

Gu Nan Yi always stood quietly beside Feng Zhiwei, his sleeves drooping and his eyes only fell one foot three inches in front of him. The wind in the hall blew his gauze under his hat, and his chin flashed like a white jade.

People who came and went looked at him more, attracted by the jade like beauty and solidity, but they immediately lost their eyes at the next moment. They must be experts in the Wulin. They are all so mysterious and abnormal.

Only Feng Zhiwei firmly believes that it is just a lack of heart.

After registration, he took the waist token representing the identity of the student and went to the backyard accommodation of the Academy according to the instructions of the scribe. Feng Zhiwei was surprised and said with a smile: "it is said that it is difficult to enter Qingming academy all over the world. Now it seems so simple."

Yan Huaishi's eyes turned, and the ghost Xi looked at her and thought to ask you to pretend to be garlic!

Feng Zhiwei had just stepped out a few steps, and suddenly heard a roar and roar nearby. People walking around suddenly seemed to have got a command, Shua and dodged to the side of the road. Before Feng Zhiwei responded, she felt a flash of figure in front of her eyes, and someone was flying by her nose. The soft cloth brushed her face, sending out a familiar fragrance of familiar familiar familiar.

Gu Nan Yi's sleeve was raised in a flash, and her fingers flashed out like lightning. However, the shadow passed by fengzhiwei like a fish. Fengzhiwei turned her head in amazement and saw that it was as if one person had been dragged by another person's feet, twisted and twisted like a hurricane, and all the way he said, "ah, excuse me! Oh, I didn't hit you! Ah, the storm is passing by. Let the idle get out of the way

The idle people Shua Shua give way, and everyone knows it. Even Yan Huaishi jumps away. Only Feng Zhiwei and Gu Nan Yi are still standing in the middle of the road.

Feng Zhiwei is still thinking, isn't the person already leaping in the past? What else?

But soon she got the answer.

"Don't run..."

The sharp voice of steel wire ran after the smoke and dust that the man had escaped, straight through the people's ears. Then, there were six or seven women with sleeves in their arms and big feet holding the chopping board, rolling in front of Fengzhi's tiny face again.

Through a fragrant wind, Feng Zhiwei choked a nose of rich rouge, brothel boy Feng Zhiwei immediately recognized that it was cheap Rouge "yelaixiang".

"This is a What's the matter Feng Zhiwei saw a group of country Orioles and swallows roaring and rushing away with the remaining courage to chase the poor bandits. It's hard to stammer.

If it had not been for Qingming academy, which had a high status and a distinguished reputation, she would have thought she had come to the rural vegetable market.

"Oh." The only calm one is Yan Huaishi, who gloated, "normally, you may see it two or three times a day in the future. It's good for you to get used to it. If you're late, go to dinner and have a rest. Tomorrow, you'll be in charge of politics and history or military affairs."

Feng Zhiwei smiles, and the three go to the dining hall. Tonight, they are rolling big meat noodles. The big porcelain bowl is full of oil. There are seven or eight pieces of stewed meat in brown sauce, which is not enough to add. The noodles are simple and fragrant. They are full of rural real flavor. The whole hall is full of students wandering around with big bowls. The whole room is filled with the sound of drinking noodles.

Yan Huaishi soon got into a state of mind, holding a big bowl and drinking, he didn't know which table he would go to. He didn't feel the discomfort that a rich family should have. Feng Zhiwei was sluggish for a while, and immediately began to learn to suck noodles in the countryside. He thought that Qingming Academy was like a scholarly Academy in the world, just like an old farmer's home in the suburbs of the imperial capital.After drinking for a while, he found the strange silence around him. Looking at it again, Gu Nan Yi sat on one side, holding the bowl in one hand and lifting the hat slightly in the other hand. The outline of his half face was so exquisite that people wanted to breathe. People in the hall all put down their bowls to look at him, but he just looked at the bowl in front of him.

Feng Zhiwei tugs at the corners of her mouth, showing a smile that is not smiling. Are you eating or not eating, young master? Young master, are you eating noodles or selling noodles?

Then he heard Gu Nan Yi murmuring: "one, two, three Seven! "

What seven?

"Bang!"

At the bottom of my heart, a question mark hasn't been answered yet. Gu Nan Yi puts down the bowl heavily, and the soup splashes everywhere. Feng Zhiwei Shua gives in, peeping on all sides and jumps together.

"Seven dollars!"

Seven yuan What seven dollars? Feng Zhiwei looked down at the bowl all the time, as if counting the meat in the bowl? She looked over and counted it. It was seven pieces of meat.

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