Talk about the world of mortals in detail

When Yi Xuan returned to the hall, Yi Yongan was still talking endlessly to Yi Shuyuan. Over the past decades, he had too many words that he wanted to talk to his uncle.

"Uncle, I always have a feeling. I know that you must still be alive, and I know that you will definitely come back to see me. I told my mother this when she passed away, but she didn't believe it. When my wife passed away, I and I She said that, but she didn’t believe it either.”

Speaking of the emotional part, Yi Yongan's eyes were a little moist.

As Yi Yong'an narrated, the figures of the two women flashed in Yi Shuyuan's mind. The Zhao family, who was thrifty, capable and well-managed at home, seemed a bit powerful and mean at the beginning, and the Li family, who was hard-working, gentle and virtuous. I have enjoyed a lot of happiness.

Yi Shuyuan reached out and patted Yi Yongan's shoulder. In comparison, for a family like the Yi family, the one who leaves first will be happier.

"Grandpa, why do you keep talking about these sad things? Please let me... let you..."

Yi Xuan came in and heard this as soon as he sat down. He was a little excited when he saw his grandfather, so he hurriedly offered words of comfort, but after opening his mouth several times, the "Uncle" could not be shouted out, but he still had to finish his words.

"Make everyone sad"

"Yes, yes, this little brat is right. Uncle, let's not talk about these. Let's talk about something else. By the way, uncle, do you remember that when you recovered from illness and just returned home, I accompanied you to the county to find work. ."

Yi Yong'an began to recall the events of his early years. At this moment, his memory was extremely clear, and the people or things in his memory were extremely vivid, as if everything happened just yesterday.

Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and continued.

"Of course I remember, the family was in a tight situation at that time, and your mother still disliked me as an uncle who was living a free life."

"Hahahahaha, my mother was like this at that time. I didn't dare to speak, but it was a hard time at home, and food was all about food. My mother was a bit fierce, but she was actually quite a nice person."

"I know I know!"

Yi Shuyuan said this with a smile, and interesting things from that year also appeared in his mind.

"I still remember when we entered the county town, we wanted to buy Tongxinlou's steamed buns to try at noon."

Yi Yongan immediately took over the topic without changing his smile.

"Hahahaha, Tongxinlou's vegetable and meat buns cost seven cents and three cents for nine cents. I hesitated for a long time and only bought three. Who would have thought that uncle, you ate two at once, which scared me. !”

"Didn't I treat you to Tongxinlou's delicious food?"

"Hahahahahaha. Yes, yes, yes."

Yi Yongan smiled and raised his hand to wipe his tears with his sleeves, recalling the infinite beauty and infinite feelings of the past.

Yi Xuan was listening to the words of Yi Shuyuan and Yi Yong'an. He could feel some special emotions. This feeling came from both his grandfather and this "Uncle" who was too young.

Maybe he really is Uncle Bo.

This feeling is somewhat absurd, but seeing my grandfather so excited and happy, maybe it's not so bad after all.

As Yi Shuyuan has always understood, ordinary people also have spiritual awareness. Under some special circumstances, this spiritual awareness will become obvious, and today's situation is very special.

On the one hand, the Yi family looked at this Confucian scholar with blue hair and white hair. From a natural and rational point of view, they did not believe that the other person was the ancestor of Yi Shuyuan. If the ancestor was still alive, he would be one hundred, twenty or thirty years old. ?

On the other hand, intuitively, people in the Yi family, especially Yi Xuan and Ade, all have a feeling that although the former is young and the latter is old, Yi Shuyuan and Yi Yongan are old, but regardless of their demeanor and tone in the hall, they give people a sense of It feels like the old and young on the surface have completely disappeared.

Yi Yong'an kept talking all afternoon, and then he carefully approached Yi Shuyuan and asked for an unknown number of times.

"Uncle, you won't leave immediately this time, will you?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled and nodded in reply.

"No, I originally just wanted to go to the county and come back to see you. Since you miss uncle so much, I won't leave yet!"

"Hey, it's better not to leave, it's better not to leave!"

Hui Mian was sitting on the beam of the hall, looking at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Alas, after a quiet afternoon, Yong An’s forgetfulness seems to have started again——

Of course, the fastest way for people from Yuanjiang County to go to Yuezhou is by water, which can save a lot of travel. Although it is not as fast as rushing on horseback, it is a convenient and fast way for people to travel.

The two servants of the Yi Mansion first rushed to Yuanjiang County, and then spent a little more money to hire a boat to Yuezhou.

The boat was small and easy to sail, and the road could be seen in the bright moon. A boatman and two Yi family servants helped. After traveling all night, they had landed at Yuezhou Pier the next morning.

Last night, the servants, who just spent an hour or two on the boat, didn't bother to rest. They bought some food on Yuezhou Street and used it while walking. By the time they finished breakfast, they had already arrived in Yuezhou. Outside the academy.

In Yuezhou Academy, in a large hall, the students below were all writing articles nervously. There were about a hundred students, which was much more than the number of students in one class on weekdays. It was obviously similar to a unified examination.

There is a writing desk in the three positions on the left and top. There are two middle-aged masters on the left and right, and an old Confucian scholar at the top.

This old Confucian scholar was none other than Yi Abao. He had a calm face, stroking his beard and looking down at the students who were either frowning or writing furiously. Then he lowered his head and looked at his desk.

There is a newspaper on the desk, which is issued by a special imperial agency and regularly sent to various places through the post. It generally contains imperial decrees and some special news related to the decrees, government offices and academies. All can be received.

Yi Abao frowned and looked at the contents of the newspaper. When he saw the back, he couldn't help but lightly punched the table.

This "bang" was not loud and could not be heard normally, but at this moment the school was very quiet, and this subtle movement became obvious, causing many students to raise their heads and look upward, but they saw that Old Master Yi seemed to have an expression on his face. Slightly angry.

But when A Bao raised his head and looked down, all the students immediately lowered their heads to write, as if the raising of their heads just now was an illusion.

A middle-aged man who was invigilating the exam stood up and walked to Abao and asked in a low voice.

"Teacher, why are you angry?"

Abao pushed the newspaper on the desk aside and pointed.

"See for yourself, the imperial court actually listed "The Biography of Duke Chu" as a banned book. They were very enlightened during the Chengxing and Hongxing years, but they behave like this today. There is knowledge under Chu Gongquan, but I don't know what he will think."

The middle-aged master read the newspaper in his residence, shook his head slightly and sighed, then looked up at the corner on the other side of the desk. A long stick of incense was almost burnt.

Seeing that the teacher was not in the mood to speak, the middle-aged master spoke on his behalf.

"Gentlemen, stop writing! It's time to hand in the paper!"

Many students below have put down their pens one by one. Of course, some are still writing hard at the last moment, but it can't be too much. Although they all have their own worries, at least they have completed the exam.

"Also, I would like to remind everyone again that "The Biography of Duke Chu" has been listed as a banned book by the imperial court. It cannot be collected at will, let alone disseminated at will. I hope you all know it!"

A group of students responded in unison below.

"Students know!"

"Um!"

A group of students came up to hand in their papers, and then each walked in a relaxed atmosphere, either alone or in groups. After a period of leisure time, they chatted and made appointments to travel together. They could go to Kuonan Mountain to play, or Go somewhere else.

At this time, two servants from the Yi Mansion arrived directly outside the university hall under the leadership of the academy concierge.

"master!"

A call drew the three of Yi Abao who were looking at the paper to look outside the hall. The servant who had soiled the wooden floor of the school with his shoes was standing outside with the concierge.

"Amin Ayou?"

Yi Abao stood up, frowned and looked outside, looking at the tired faces of the two of them, it was obvious that they had traveled all the way through the starry night.

The next moment, Yi Abao's expression changed slightly and he immediately walked quickly outside the hall.

"Did something happen to the old man?"

"yes"

Yi Abao's face suddenly turned ugly, but another servant immediately refuted his companion's words.

"What's the matter, sir? It's not that something happened to the old lady, uh, that's it."

"What's going on?"

Yi Abao was a little anxious in his heart. Although he did not lose his composure immediately, his voice could not help but rise a little higher, which also attracted many students who had just left outside to look sideways or turn back and whisper.

"Sir, that, actually is..." "It seems to be"

The two servants looked at each other as they spoke.

"Let me tell you, Master, please come closer."

Yi Abao walked to the wooden corridor and bent down. One of the servants approached him and whispered a series of words in his ear. Yi Abao went from frowning to being shocked, and finally his eyes widened.

"Is this true?"

"Uh, sir, I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, the old man takes it very seriously. The Confucian scholar also really agreed."

"Yes, sir, the second young master asked us to come to you and tell you to go home immediately if it is convenient for you!"

Yi Abao immediately came back to his senses. At this moment, he felt as if he had returned home. Perhaps many people in the Yi family did not believe it, but he understood that anything could happen to his uncle.

Just hearing this at this moment, Yi Abao had a strong intuition in his heart:

Grandpa Uncle is back!

"Teacher, what happened?"

Someone came out of the school. Yi Abao didn't bother to explain and just gave instructions.

"I have some urgent matters at home. I need to go back immediately. Explain to the mountain leader for me that there are still these papers. You can make your own decision!"

After saying this, Yi Abao hastily put on his shoes and walked out of the corridor.

"Let's go, let's go back!"

The old master left with the two servants so eagerly that the students around him were shocked. Some were also speculating about what happened. Most of them thought that something might have happened to the old man at home.

However, not long after Yi Abao left, he suddenly turned back and approached the school to say hello to a group of students on the left side.

"Ziqun, Ziqun——Wu Ziqun——"

The few students who were talking and laughing over there were startled, and someone immediately tapped one of them on the shoulder.

"Master Yi is calling you!"

A young man was frightened, but he still hurried towards Yi Abao. He had a special relationship with Master Yi, but relatives, friends and juniors sometimes felt more awkward in the elders' class.

The young man was wondering if there was something wrong with the article he had just taken the exam. After bowing his hands and bowing, he asked with a little anxiety,

"Master, Ziqun is here, are you looking for me?"

Yi Abao grabbed his arm directly.

"You go back with me!"

After saying this, the young man was not allowed to say anything, so Yi Abao pulled him out. Wu Ziqun looked bitterly at his classmates and friends over there, but he did not dare to resist at all.——

PS: There are a lot of things to do during the Chinese New Year