Chapter 102 Don’t Die
As the woman in front of him gradually walked away, leaving behind the word "coward", Lu Xiaoliu scratched the back of his head.
He really wanted to argue for his elder brother Xiao. But Lu Xiaoliu also felt that there was nothing wrong with what his sister-in-law said.
However, Lu Xiaoliu also felt that his elder brother Xiao had done nothing wrong. "As expected, it is harder to fall in love than to study. It is really too difficult for elder brother Xiao..."
Lu Xiaoliu sighed and continued digging his own bamboo shoots.
After digging half a basket, Lu Xiaoliu felt that it was enough, so he walked back with the bamboo basket on his back.
After returning to his own courtyard, Lu Xiaoliu untied a piece of bacon from the rope on the eaves, chopped some firewood, lit a fire, and steamed a small pot of rice.
Although Lu Xiaoliu has reached his current level, he has already practiced fasting.
But Lu Xiaoliu is still used to eating like most cultivators.
After all, eating is a habit that has been developed over decades, so how can it be changed so easily?
If you don't eat for a day, even if you are not hungry, you will feel hungry in your heart.
Soon, the aroma of fried bacon, bamboo shoots and rice wafted from the courtyard.
"Cough cough cough"
Just when Lu Xiaoliu was sitting in the yard with his bowl of rice, about to have a good lunch, a cough was heard outside the yard.
Lu Xiaoliu shuddered and stood up suddenly.
Lu Xiaoliu turned around and bowed to the old man behind him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he looked a little embarrassed. "Dean, what gust of wind blew you here?"
Qi Zhengju, the dean of Bailu Academy, smiled and said, "It was the fragrance of your food that brought me here. You are so brave. Two years ago, you stole my bacon, last year you picked up my eggs, and this year you dug up my bamboo shoots."
Qi Zhengju glanced at the food on the stone table in the courtyard and said, "Oh, you've cooked everything. Have you been waiting for this meal for three years?"
"That's not the case." Lu Xiaoliu smiled. "It's just a coincidence. How about you come and have some, Dean?"
Qi Zhengju did not answer, but just looked at the fence blocking him.
Lu Xiaoliu understood immediately and quickly stepped forward to open the fence: "Please come in, Dean."
"Well, that's better." Qi Zhengju walked to the dining table and sat down. Lu Xiaoliu quickly got a bowl of rice for the dean.
The dean of Bailu Academy took a bite of the bamboo shoots and fried pork, then ate some chili fried eggs, smacked his lips and said, "Your cooking skills are pretty good."
"Thank you for the compliment, Dean. I'm glad you like it." Lu Xiaoliu was not polite and sat next to the Dean, eating his food.
Eat in silence.
The two of them stopped talking and just ate their food.
Soon the food was almost gone in a flash.
When there was only the last piece of bacon left, Qi Zhengju and Lu Xiaoliu both placed their chopsticks on that piece of bacon.
Qi Zhengju glanced at Lu Xiaoliu.
Lu Xiaoliu smiled and put away his chopsticks angrily.
Qi Zhengju picked up the last piece of bacon and ate it with satisfaction. He touched his stomach contentedly and took a sip of tea: "Do you know what I want to talk to you about?"
Lu Xiaoliu looked at the dean and said, "Could it be that the dean came here specially for dinner?"
"Am I the kind of person who would just go to my student's family casually?" Qi Zhengju tapped Lu Xiaoliu's head with the other end of his chopsticks.
Lu Xiaoliu felt a little aggrieved and muttered, "Anyway, the ingredients are yours, you have the final say."
"What did you say?" Qi Zhengju asked.
Lu Xiaoliu quickly shook his head: "Nothing, nothing."
Qi Zhengju picked up a bamboo stick and kicked his teeth: "There is something I want you to do."
"Me?" Lu Xiaoliu pointed at himself.
"Yes, it's you." Qi Zhengju rolled his eyes at Lu Xiaoliu, "I need you to go to Wu Country."
"Wu Kingdom? What are you going to Wu Kingdom for?" Lu Xiaoliu asked.
"Have you heard of Xu Ming from Wu State?" Qi Zhengju said.
"I've heard of him, the famous genius from Wu State. I've seen the poem he wrote. It's not easy for him to write such a famous poem at such a young age." Lu Xiaoliu nodded, "And I heard that he won three prizes in a row recently."
Qi Zhengju nodded and said, "You go and see him, examine him carefully, and see if he meets the standards of our academy. If he is suitable and he is willing, you can invite him to the academy."
Lu Xiaoliu asked, "Is that all?"
"And there's Xiao Mochi." Qi Zhengju said calmly, "Go and persuade him not to die like this."
"..." Lu Xiaoliu frowned, stood up, and bowed deeply to the dean of the academy, "Yes, I understand."
At the Prime Minister's residence in Wudu of Wu State, Xiao Mochen stood outside Prime Minister Fang's study with his hands behind his back.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6-9!
The study door was not closed.
Inside the study, an old gentleman was holding a pen and writing a memorial.
It was raining heavily outside. The huge raindrops fell on the bluestone-paved courtyard, creating ripples.
Under the eaves of the study, raindrops are like the rhythm of dancing on the strings of a zither. The big and small beads fall on the jade plate, like the distant ancient music played by the guqin.
The lanterns on both sides of the eaves swayed in the rain, setting off the green bricks and black tiles. The ancient bridge not far from the study was looming in the rain. The maids and attendants on the bridge were holding oil-paper umbrellas and walking hurriedly.
The air is filled with the fragrance of earth and a hint of flowers, mixed with the freshness of rain.
For literati, they generally like rain very much.
The same goes for Xiao Mochen.
Xiao Mochen likes to listen to the sound of rain and then relax himself. For him, this is the best way to relax.
But now, Xiao Mochen's heart was a little confused.
But no matter what, Xiao Mochen never doubted his decision.
"It's finished." Prime Minister Fang came out and handed the memorial to Xiao Mochi, "Do you want to take a look?"
Xiao Mochi shook his head: "It's not necessary. Sorry to bother you, Prime Minister."
Fang Ling was not polite either. He put away the memorial, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the rain outside the study: "Tomorrow, I will submit this memorial and resign and return home. Mo Chi, don't forget what you promised me.
If you forget, I will not let you go."
Xiao Mochi nodded: "Junior knows, please rest assured, Prime Minister."
"No you don't actually know."
Fang Ling sighed, patted Xiao Mochen on the shoulder, and walked into the study.
"Xiao Mochi, although we have many different governing philosophies, I admire you very much.
You, don’t die.”
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[Strive to update two chapters every day this month, not just one...
I can only say I will try my best... But it shouldn't be a problem, since I have perfect attendance this month...] (End of this chapter)