Zhang Yun, holding a stack of books, bowed to Li Chang'an.
Li Chang'an nodded to him, patted Su Xiao's head and said, "Ping'an, greet Uncle Zhang."
Su Xiao crossed her arms and performed a respectful bow to Zhang Jiadi, saying, "Su Xiao, courtesy name Ping An, Ping An greets Uncle Zhang, may Uncle Zhang be well."
Zhang Jiadi, observing Su Xiao's manners which were even more fluent than his own servant's, couldn't help but say, "Good, good, good child, good name, peace and safety, may I ask which family Brother Haoran comes from, whose son are you?"
For the average scholar, being able to read and write is already quite an achievement.
The etiquette among literati was something that only children from prominent families learned from a young age and were taught by their elders.
Scholars from poor families had no opportunity to come into contact with such things.
Therefore, Zhang Jiadi subconsciously categorized Li Chang'an as belonging to a prestigious family.
"Brother Yu Jie, you're too kind," Li Chang'an cupped his hands and said, "I am just a country bumpkin who cultivates in the deep mountains. Today, I'm taking my disciple down the mountain to stroll around the city and casually check what year, month, dynasty, and era it is."
"Ah... this..."
Zhang Jiadi looked at Li Chang'an in surprise, he couldn't believe that Li Chang'an was just a country bumpkin.
If Li Chang'an's attire makes him look like a rustic villager, then what is he? A clay chicken or a clay dog?
As for Li Chang'an's claim that he was cultivating in the mountains, it is unknown what year, month, dynasty, or era that occurred.
Hmm~,
Zhang Jiadi sized him up; he exuded an otherworldly aura, standing there like a banished immortal.
The more Zhang Jiadi looked at Li Chang'an, the more he felt that Li Chang'an really seemed like a god.
So he thought for a moment and said, "Brother Haoran, we're traveling the same way, why don't we get in the carriage and have a chat?"
Li Chang'an didn't mind; his legs were sore anyway, so he could just hitch a ride.
So he took Su Xiao's hand, turned back to Xiong Er and said, "I'll take Ping An first, and wait for you at the city gate later."
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