Bad people: who is not a descendant of Li Tang

Chapter 330 There are no good people in the Tang Dynasty
"Whoa..."

The biting river water splashed down from the palm again, returning to the river where it belonged.

Zhang Zifan squatted by the river, took a splash of river water, and cleaned his lower cheeks.

After reading a book in the carriage all night, I just needed this ice water to wake me up.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and then from the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of gray leather boots stopping beside him.

"Zhang Jijiu has worked so hard all the way, and he still doesn't forget to read books well. He is a real countryman."

Zhang Zifan smiled lightly, shook off the water stains on his hands, and stood up.

"I heard that there is a huge pile of military documents in the Generalissimo's carriage - how do I know that the Generalissimo didn't stay up all night?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Yelu Yaoguang was in a very good mood and said with a long smile: "In front of such a great talent as Zhang Jijiu, you are just doing nothing."

When this idiom came out of his mouth, Zhang Zifan was slightly surprised: "Oh? It seems that the Generalissimo has learned a lot in the Central Plains these past few months."

Yelu Yaoguang laughed loudly, folded his arms and said, "When I was in Luoyang, I often went to the 'school' to take classes. I also got to know many bachelors from the Hanlin Academy, and I often learned something from the conversations."

Zhang Zifan laughed dumbly.

This guy didn't appear outside, and he didn't seem to distinguish the identities of the two people at all during his words.

Although Yelu Yaoguang is from Mobei and has an unusual status, and he should be afraid of being treated poorly, the place where he stays is Luoyang.

Luoyang, the land of Gyeonggi Province!
Nowadays, the emperor has great talents and great military virtues, so that the political affairs of the government and the public are clear and clear, the treasury is abundant, the Tang Dynasty has a territory of millions, and the barbarians from all directions are defeated one after another.

As a resident of the largest city in the world, how could he be afraid of this mere Marshal of Mobei?
Regardless of whether he was a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy who often claimed to be the proud son of heaven, even if he knew Yelu Yaoguang's identity, he was still willing to include him.

As a northern barbarian, it is a good thing to be eager to learn.

As Chinese scholars, it is our duty to teach them.

Therefore, this set of rules really allowed Yeluyao to get a lot of things in vain.

But the more this happened, the more it inspired his heroic ambition.

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"Why did Zhang Jijiu come to Youzhou?"

The entourage in the distance was already preparing breakfast. Yeluyao stood beside Zhang Zifan and asked casually with an indifferent expression.

Zhang Zifan didn't doubt that he was there, he just smiled and pointed at the young students wearing cotton-padded jackets beside the carriage and horses not far away.

"Take the students to travel, and then carry out the duties assigned to me by the Holy Emperor."

Yelu Yaoguang said calmly: "Mr. Zhang is a great talent, and Yao Guang has heard about it a long time ago. Yao Guang didn't believe it before, but after listening to his lecture one day, he realized that he had studied for ten years in vain!"

Zhang Zifan was a little surprised.

"The Generalissimo has also attended my class?"

The Hanlin Academy reopened by Li Jing reformed and set up some large classes in open locations, allowing some young people with letters of introduction and school passes to attend classes.

The Marshal of Mobei looks thick-browed, but he actually has the means to get these things?

Yelu Yaoguang was a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head: "A certain person spent ten taels of silver to buy a pass from someone else... A certain person changed his clothes that day. There were too many people attending the lecture. I'm afraid Mr. Zhang didn't notice it. certain."

Zhang Zifan suddenly realized: "That's it."

Then he heard Yelu Yaoguang bragging a lot, nothing more than praising him for his outstanding literary talent, top-notch academic skills, etc.

At the end, Zhang Zifan heard Yelu Yao sigh suddenly, and said as if he was aggrieved: "Mr. Zhang is so talented, how could the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty be willing to let him do such trivial things!"

Then, he continued to say intentionally or unintentionally: "If it were me, I would make Mr. Zhang the prime minister and participate in the decision-making of major military affairs!"

Zhang Zifan humbly replied: "There are many capable ministers in the court. There are still many areas where I need to hone my skills. Your Majesty also knows how to make good use of people."

"Eh--"

Yelu Yaoguang waved his hand: "Sir, you are being humble. I think your emperor just failed to see your talent, so you asked him to do this trivial matter of taking people on a tour."

Zhang Zifan smiled but did not answer.

The former was about to speak again when he suddenly heard a deep voice coming from behind him. "Yao Guang!"

He was suddenly startled, and turned around to look with Zhang Zifan, only to see Yelu Abaoji coming quickly with two slaves.

As soon as he came over, he glared at Yelu Yaoguang fiercely.

"What nonsense are you talking about to Zhang Jijiu!"

Zhang Zifan smiled and covered for the Generalissimo beside him: "It's okay, it's okay... The Generalissimo has extraordinary insights, I just happened to have a chat with him."

Yelu Yaoguang's heart moved slightly.

Zhang Jijiu is such a good person...

Staring at the somewhat dissatisfied second son, Yelu Abaoji bowed apologetically to Zhang Zifan.

"Yao Guang grew up in the grassland and did not know the etiquette of the Central Plains. Xiao Wang is here to apologize to Zhang Jijiu."

Zhang Zifan smiled and narrowed his eyes, but his hand movements were not slow and he helped Yelu Abaoji up.

"Gui Yigong...oh no, the king is too worried. I am not a person who pays attention to vulgar etiquette."

"That's good, that's good. In Xiao Wang's car there is a jade carving and a golden toad that he received a few years ago. I heard that Zhang Jijiu belongs to the Tianshi Mansion family. I would like to use it to offer flowers to the Buddha and give it to Master Jijiu."

Facing the kindness of King Mobei, Zhang Zifan just smiled and waved his hands politely: "Your Majesty, I don't want to refuse, but I no longer join Taoism, so I can only refuse."

As he spoke, he pointed to the camp that was already steaming with steam.

"The food must have been prepared. I feel hungry right now, so I won't spend much time with the King and the Marshal. I'll take my leave for now..."

Yelu Abaoji was not too upset when he was rejected. He just smiled and watched Zhang Zifan politely leave.

But Yelu Yaoguang felt very annoyed. Seeing that he was the only one left around him, he said angrily: "Father, what do you mean?"

Yelu Abaoji sighed and patted the latter's shoulder.

"My father understands your thoughts - it's a pity that you have hired the wrong person."

Yelu Yaoguang was very unwilling: "Father, do you know the power of this sacrificial wine?"

"He alone can influence at least hundreds of students in the Central Plains! Not to mention his father, he is the contemporary Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion! If we make good friends with him, in the future..."

"okay."

Seeing that his second son was contradicting him more and more, Yelu Abaoji didn't want to control him, but just asked a question lightly.

"Do you know who the dean of the Hanlin Academy and the principal of the Central Military Academy of the Tang Dynasty are?"

Yelu Yaoguang was stunned at first, then frowned: "Does it have anything to do with that sacrificial wine?"

Yelu Abaoji squinted at him, feeling that his son was so stupid and adorable.

"It's Li Jing, the current Emperor of the Tang Dynasty - the young talents you have made friends with during this period, both civil and military, are all disciples of the Emperor."

I……

Yeluyao's light is messy in the wind.

"Let me ask you again, do you know why this sacrificial wine went north with us?"

Marshal Mobei was a little panicked and stammered: "No, I'm not taking students on a tour..."

Patting his stupid son on the shoulder with his rough hands, Yelu Abaoji felt more and more that he had become smarter in the past few years in Luoyang.

He sighed and said a few words before leaving.

"He is the leader of the negotiations with our Mobei. If he goes to Youzhou, Mobei will become a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty."

The two slaves also followed Yelu Abaoji away, leaving Yelu Yaoguang alone to petrify on the spot.

He couldn't imagine how Zhang Jijiu, who didn't put on airs and was easy to talk to, was laughing at him in his heart.

He couldn't imagine that his little actions in Luoyang were always under the surveillance of others.

Datang - there are no good people.

(End of this chapter)