txolops Chapter 230 Dispute
Chapter 230 Dispute
Chapter 230 Dispute
The stars and the moon shine brightly, and the lights are dim.
The young gentleman was dressed in plain robes, with a heroic demeanor and a relaxed attitude. He walked up to the wonton stew stand, looked around, and saw that there were no empty seats, and smiled warmly: "Brother, there is no one here, right?"
Ji Yutong raised his clear and crystal eyes and inspected the young man for a while, perhaps against the light, his stern, slanted cheeks were softened a little by the orange light, and the old seriousness faded away.
"Brother, please." Ji Yutong was stunned for a moment, eyes slightly lowered, and said in a clear voice.
Su Zhao thanked, sat down, turned around and ordered a bowl of ravioli stew for the busy mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, then looked up at Peng Ji who was standing respectfully beside him, and said with a smile, "Won't you have a bowl?"
"My lord, I'm not hungry." Peng Ji declined and said loudly, "I'll be waiting for you over there."
Saying that, he turned and went under the tree at the intersection.
Ji Yutong picked up a large bowl of tea, took a small sip, and silently listened to the conversation between the master and the servant, a thoughtful look appeared in his bright eyes.
Su Zhao shook his head, but he didn't insist on it. In fact, he became interested temporarily, mainly because he wanted to ask the scholars who had just finished the exam their views on the test papers and scientific examinations, so as to understand their true thoughts, so as to pave the way for the future. The scientific research custom made adjustments.
With this thought in mind, Su Zhao asked, "This dear brother, is he also a scholar who just left?"
Ji Yutong nodded, and said: "Fang came out from the Gongyuan, why, brother didn't end the scientific examination?"
At this time, it was easy to look at the young man opposite, seeing that he was dressed like a prince and grandson, with a sword hanging from his waist, and there were warriors accompanying him around, and he became a little guessing in his heart.
"Could it be the son of a Su Guogong?"
Su Zhao nodded and said, "I'm not going to end up here. My father is a member of the Su Kingdom. He hoped that I would join the army and serve the country. Now I am studying in the lecture hall."
"No wonder." Ji Yutong responded, a flash of surprise flashed in his heart, and he thought to himself, it turned out that there are children of the Su family.
Clan members of the Su state can serve in the army to seek fame, but it is reasonable to not take the imperial examination to become an official.
Ji Yutong didn't doubt that there was him, the girl was originally full of thoughts, and she joked: "I don't want to be a child of Su Hou's relatives, disrespect and disrespect, Brother Su, I am in the next Jitong, a native of Lu."
Su Zhao smiled and said: "Brother Ji was joking, the children of the Yi family of Su are just ordinary people in the country of Su, they have to work hard with their own hands for fame and fortune, but brother, who is talented in learning Boda, and will be able to be listed in the scientific examination. It is not an extravagant hope to be famous and one day be a public minister, that is the future."
Ji Yutong smiled and said: "It's not that easy, don't say, the results of this test paper are really extraordinary, I'm afraid it will stump many people."
"Who said no, brother, I don't know who came up with it, but let me wait to decide the case! I'm not a petty official!" A diner at the next table, also a scholar who came to take the exam, complained .
As soon as this remark came out, it aroused the voice of agreement from several scholars around, and they were obviously quite troubled by some of the "practical problems" Su Zhao asked.
There are quite a few scholars who have learned all their lives in sages' doctrines in a low-level manner. As for those who understand the law and are proficient in easy numbers, after all, there are very few.
Hearing the discussions of some scholars in Zhou Fang, Su Zhao smiled nonchalantly, and asked, "I heard that there are two strategies and theories, and you have to choose one. Which one did Brother Ji choose?"
Ji Yutong said: "Of course it's the second way."
Su Zhao paused when he heard the words, and said seriously: "The second question, if the answer is vague and has nothing to say, it may not be brilliant."
Ji Yutong smiled lightly and said: "Then just talk about it, anyway, I feel it's okay."
When Su Zhao heard this, a rather amusing smile flickered in his eyes, and he thought, "I'm confident."
Gein, surrounded by a group of scholars who were eating ravioli stew, heard the conversation between the two, someone snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "Big words are not ashamed."
Ji Yutong ignored the group of scholars, looked at Su Zhao, and said with a slight smile, "I feel that my articles are beautiful and well built, so it depends on Su Hou's knowledge of goods."
Su Zhao smiled and didn't say much.
At this moment, the woman in the Jingchai cloth skirt came over with a bowl of steaming wonton stew, looked at Ji Yutong with a smile on her face, and said, "My lord, your wonton stew."
Ji Yutong smiled slightly, thanked him, then looked up at Su Zhao, and asked, "Would you like to eat first, brother?"
Su Zhao smiled and waved his hands, "Oh, first come, first served, I'll just wait."
"Then I won't be polite." Ji Yutong was polite, said, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the wonton stew slices, and ate them in small bites.
Although his appearance was covered up with secret treasures, even his Adam's apple and ear holes were not visible, and even Su Zhao couldn't see the clues, but Ji Yutong picked up chopsticks and ate wonton stew in small bites. With a sense of pleasing to the eye.
Su Zhao sized up Ji Yutong for a moment, he lingered for a moment with a trace of unfounded suspicion in his heart, before he completely denied it.
It can only be attributed to the fact that the person in front of him is probably in the country of Lu and has been educated by the children of nobles, otherwise, it would be impossible to show such elegance in his speech and behavior.
"Master Su, uh, what are you staring at me for?" Ji Yutong was stared at by the young man in front of him, and something strange flashed through his heart, he smiled and said, "If Mr. Su is hungry, why not..."
As he spoke, he pushed the wonton stew bowl in Su Zhao's direction.
Naturally, this was just a gesture to narrow Su Zhao's eyes.
Su Zhao smiled to himself, of course he didn't answer, and said, "I'm just curious about Brother Ji's identity, he should be from a famous family, after the Duke and Duchess?"
Ji Yutong shook his head, smiled lightly and said, "Young Master Su, you guessed wrong."
"My son, your wonton stew."
Just when Su Zhao's face was silent and his eyes were filled with thoughts, the proprietress also came slowly with a bowl of fragrant shrimp wonton stew.
Su Zhao nodded, thanked him, and started eating.
For a while, the two of them just lowered their heads and ate the wonton stew, relatively silent.
And just when Ji Yutong stuffed the last piece of wonton stew into his stomach, drank the wonton stew soup in one gulp, wiped the corners of his mouth, and showed a satisfied attitude on his fair and clean face, and was about to say A few words of emotion.
Sudden--
"Hey, young master, what are you doing?" The woman in the thorn hairpin cloth dress suddenly glared angrily at a young man in blue, trembling all over, "You...are rude."
"Little lady, don't be angry, I'm just kidding you." The young man in blue shirt had a handsome face and a rough voice, with a hint of teasing.
It caused the people at the same table to burst into laughter.
"Brother Wu, how does it feel?"
"Haha, it's soft and warped." The blue-shirted scholar said in a low voice.
The young Jingchai woman, who wanted to calm things down and turned around to go to work, heard the words, how could she bear it, turned around and said: "Dirty!"
The blue-shirted scholar's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Little lady, who are you talking about?"
The young woman in the Jingchai sarong was so angry that her lips trembled, and she wanted to say some curse words, but in the end she was shy and couldn't speak.
Su Zhao stopped the tableware, frowned, and looked at the people at the table.
Ji Yutong snorted coldly, picked up the bowl in Su Zhao's hand, and with a twist of his wrist, the drips flew up, turned into a streamer, and fell on the head of the blue-shirted scholar.
With a click, the soup and water in the soup bowl fell on the blue-shirted scholar's head, flowing along his hair and into his collar.
"Who smashed this son!"
The blue-shirted man screamed loudly, but fortunately the soup was not too hot, but even so, the sticky soup dripped on his head and neck, which was both embarrassing and embarrassing.
Su Zhao looked at this scene, blinked his eyes, and was silent for a moment.
"This table flew over." The blue-shirted scholar's companion pointed to the table where Su Zhao was.
At this moment, there were only chopsticks left in front of Su Zhao, and the porcelain bowl had long since disappeared, which happened to fall into the eyes of the scholar in blue.
"Okay, hidden weapons hurt people!"
The blue-shirted scholar suddenly became angry from his heart, and the evil turned to his guts. He clenched his fists and hit Su Zhao in the face.
Su Zhao was also a little dumbfounded at the moment, but naturally he wouldn't explain anything at this time.
He picked up the bamboo chopsticks, swiped them, and hit the blue-shirted scholar's wrist.
"Ouch..."
The blue-shirted scholar groaned in pain, suddenly his knee hurt, and he slumped on the ground.
"How dare you hurt someone, hurry up and call an official." The companion of the blue-shirted scholar, seeing this, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted.
At this moment, Ji Yutong also looked at Su Zhao in surprise, not because of his skill.
After all, Su Zhao carried weapons with him, and according to himself, he was the next general.
What surprised her was that when he made a move just now, there was a strong wind flowing on his arm, as well as the aura of martial arts true essence.
This young man is actually an innate martial artist!
Two replacements within 10 minutes.
(End of this chapter)