The morning started to fight the behead, and the guest returned to his hometown.

The rooster crowed three times, everyone had used the morning food, the carriage and horse were ready, so they were waiting to set off.

Zhang Zhongqian was checking for any omissions. Someone came to report that the leader of the car gang brought someone. Zhang Zhongqian quickly met him.

There were not many people carrying the car Sanqian, but two of them followed him, Gao and Wei did not follow him.

Zhang Zhongqian bowed and asked, "Is this the leader of the car?"

Che Sanqianxiao said, "I said that since I have collected the money, I will guarantee you to walk out of Wuling City."

Zhang Zhongqian bowed and thanked him again, "I have been bothering the leader of the car gang early this morning, so Zhongqian is a little sad."

Che Sanqian took out a bag from his arms and threw it to Zhang Zhongqian: "You give me the face, I can't ask for the money, otherwise it will really break the rules. Come here today, it will be considered my Che Sanqian's personal relationship with you."

Zhang Zhongqian, who wanted to give up some advice, heard this and put away his wallet and said in a stern voice: "If you have a brother car to send me off, it will be worth my business in Wuling City for the past few years."

Che Sanqian nodded and said, "You're ready, so I won't say much, so let's go out as soon as possible."

The cloth in the store has been almost done, but there are still some inventory left and two carriages are loaded. The money the cloth shop has earned over the years has also been loaded with several large boxes, and placed on two carriages, one carriage is equipped with the things needed for life, and the other is Zhang Zhongqian's carriage.

The six carriages, except for the three thousand cars that were sent away, the team of twenty people was quite large.

Zhang Zhongqian stood there, staring at the cloth shop where the plaque had been removed, took a deep breath, and said to Lao Jia, the butler beside him: "Let's go!"

Lao Jia nodded, stretched his sleeves, rubbed his eyes, and said to himself: "This man is old and is useless, so he is so easily fascinated."

Yuan Xi looked at the two reluctant people quietly, Cheng Shifei asked, "Brother Yuan, you are obviously returning to Bazhou, why are your brother-in-law and Jia Bo so reluctant to leave?"

Yuanxi shook his head and said, "I don't know either, because I'm not your brother-in-law."

Cheng Ye seems to be dissatisfied with this answer. It seems that he is going to find an opportunity to ask his brother-in-law.

The housekeeper Lao Jia was arranged by Zhang Zhongqian to go to his carriage.

There was a car that saw him off for three thousand, but Zhang Zhongqian did not get on the car.

Che Sanqian looked at the six guards with guys and said to Zhang Zhongqian while walking: "I said brother Zhongqian, you don't seem to have enough people."

Zhang Zhongqian smiled bitterly and said, "I have brought all the things I can send from my family. As for those who work in the escort business, I don't accept our business. I'm afraid the road is difficult to go."

Che Sanqian glanced at Yuan Xi and Chen Suisui who were walking in front, nodded and said, "I have heard about your cloth shop. If these two brothers were not following you, I would have advised you to keep your money in Jingzhou, otherwise I would have caused a big disaster."

After saying that, he shook his head again and said, "It's okay for me to use ordinary people to do whatever he wants. When facing the bandits who are trying to make a living on the tip of the knife, it's still useless. Otherwise, I'll bring some people to escort you to Chunshui City."

Zhang Zhongqian sighed lightly, then looked at Che Sanqian and said, "I am content with Brother Che's words. You know the skills of Young Master Yuan and Chen Suisui. Although my brother and I are not masters, we are not something that ordinary practitioners can move. With the five of us, I am still very confident in this trip."

Che Sanqian nodded and said, "That's true. With the five of you, you are not a big deal. As long as you don't provoke the nine major sects, you won't be afraid wherever you go."

Zhang Zhongqian smiled and saw the city gate in front of him, and said, "Brother Che, as the saying goes, all the banquets in the world will end, so stay here."

Che Sanqian patted Zhang Zhongqian's back and said, "Okay, I won't send you off again. The mountains are high and the waters are far away. Let's have a good time. Brother Zhongqian, take care of yourself!"

After saying that, he clasped his fists at Yuan Xi and the others again.

Yuanxi and several others returned the gift, and Che Sanqian took the people away.

Cheng Shifei looked at the departure Che Sanqian and said to the few people: "Why can't I understand him?"

Yuanxi smiled and said, "You, let's understand yourself first!"

The convoy left Wuling City.

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Dong Xianglin sat in the study, holding a book of "The Book of Rites" in his hand and was reading.

This book of "The Book of Rites" was compiled by Dai Cijun, a ritual scholar in the previous dynasty. It has a total of twenty volumes and forty-nine chapters. What he read is his forty-second chapter "The Great Learning".

"The Book of Rites" is a must-learn classic for teaching in academies. My father Dong Shixian also highly praised this classic, especially this 42nd chapter.

"The way of university is to be clear about virtue, to be close to the people, and to stop at the highest good... In ancient times, those who want to be clear about virtue in the world first govern the country; those who want to be governed by the country first, they must first consolidate their families; those who want to be governed by the family first cultivate their bodies... They can cultivate their bodies and then become family, and then the country can be governed by the country before the world is peaceful..."

Dong Xianglin read the article weakly. The reason why he spoke was to let his father know that he was reading at night with candles.

In order to make his father feel more at ease, Dong Xianglin is still very brain-written.

In addition to the master of the academy, Dong Shixian also explained this "Great Learning" to his son himself, but in Dong Xianglin's opinion, what his father said was no different from what the old master of the academy said.

Even Dong Xianglin, he, said, "The three principles of "clear virtue, close to the people, and end at the ultimate goodness", and the eight items "Survey things, achieve knowledge, sincerity, correct heart, cultivate, unity, governance, and peace of mind", aim to emphasize that self-cultivation is the prerequisite for governing people, and governing people is to govern the country and pacify the world.

Dong Xianglin just couldn't understand. What's the relationship between him and Dong Xianglin and governing the country? There are so many people in the academy and so many scholars in the world. How many people can become the best people? Most of them are ruled by others? Even he, as the son of the city lord, cannot inherit the position of the city lord. Isn't the position of the city lord the king of Shu the king?

Dong Xianglin asked his father.

Dad did not answer him, but asked him, if one day Dad was not the city lord, what could you, Dong Xianglin, do?

Dong Shixian looked at his only son, but thought of himself, what was he doing for half his life?

Is it your own wealth and glory? Or do you rule the people? Or do you share the worries of the king?

Or maybe, there are all.

It’s not that Dong Xianglin has never thought about his future, but there is such a city lord, and many times he just thinks about it and passes.

What do you think of?

Put down the book I read, Dong Xianglin got up and listened to the outside of the house, and there was no movement.

Tips back to his desk, he quietly pulled out a book from the bookshelf and quickly flipped it.

His hands were trembling a little, his throat was a little dry, and there was a sound outside the window, which scared him to the point of his movements, and looked at the window nervously.

Seeing that no sound came again, he simply sat back with the book, put the book "Book of Rites·The Great" in front of him, and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

After a few strokes, I finally got it.

There is a page of paper inside, and a picture is on it.

He finally came from Liu Yuanqing.

After a few glances, his face turned a little red. He adjusted his sitting position and folded the picture and put it back in the book.

There is nothing good about this picture, but after I came back from Songzhu Pavilion, I couldn't help but secretly take a look at it.

Thinking of Sister Weiwei who asked her to meet, he cursed himself in his heart.

I am useless to be a scholar if I do this.

He opened the book again, took out the paper, held it in front of the candlelight, but his hand stopped.

As if he had made up his mind, he put the paper back in its original place.

I won't watch it in the future.

Sitting on the chair, he remembered the beautiful sister Weiwei who felt that even the fish fell and the geese were not enough to describe her.

That day, Liu Weiwei covered her face with a gauze and finally came quietly under the eager eyes of the guests.

After much clamor, I came out, and I still hugged the pipa and covered my face.

The white gauze drooped lightly, revealing only a pair of bright moon eyes. On the moon's eyes were a small hill. In a blink of an eye, everyone was intoxicated.

It’s a pity that Miss Weiwei’s veil was a bit long, her chest was blocked, and she couldn’t even see her jade neck, which made the guests feel itchy.

Dong Xianglin and the other two were also obsessed with it.

Obviously, he couldn't see anything, but he was even more imaginative. Liu Weiwei was like a fairy in the sky, with a graceful figure and a fairy-like spirit in her every move.

What is fairy spirit? It is the feeling that is out of reach.

Dong Xianglin just now was still obsessed with the girl at the entrance of the vulgar house when he entered the door, but now he has long left him behind. He thought to himself that he was actually thinking about those vulgar fans, which is really a despicable thing.

Miss Vivi gave everyone a light salute, her veil fluttered, and everyone exclaimed.

Someone whispered in a low voice, I saw it, it was so white.

Someone sneered at you, looking at your prospects.

Dong Xianglin also saw a piece of jade neck, which was indeed very white, dazzlingly white. He and Xu Yibai and Liu Yuanqing looked at each other, and the three of them laughed but didn't say anything.

Such beauty can only be understood.

The green jade fingers were tugging on the pipa, and Miss Weiwei started today's performance.

Dong Xianglin watched his slender hands dance on the pipa plate, as if cute elves were dancing there. His heart moved with it, accompanied by the noise, like the sound of big beads falling from the jade plate, dancing together.

Most people stared at the girl Weiwei who played the pipa and were reluctant to leave for a moment.

At the end of the song, be careful to draw, and the four strings sound like a crack of silk.

Miss Vivi stood up and bowed and left her seat.

After the girl's figure gradually faded away, the guests came to their senses and started to cheer,

Let’s have another song, I’ve waited for a long time to talk about this song.

No, no, no, I won’t come next time.

Miss Vivi, I want to meet you alone and you can pay as much money as possible.

At this time, Aunt Kang walked out and said to everyone: "Everyone, Miss Weiwei only plays one song. This is the rule of my Yaguan. It is not the first day that you have come to our Yaguan. It has disturbed Miss Weiwei's interest. I am afraid that the only place to meet guests today will be gone."

A guest smiled and said, "Aunt Kang, where is this? Don't everyone admire Miss Weiwei?"

After saying that, the man looked at Aunt Kang, who was still charming and joked: "Aunt Kang, why don't you sing a song for everyone? Just sing the Eighteen Sweets. I believe Aunt Kang will have more flavor after singing it."

Aunt Kang glared at the man: "Want to listen? Then go to the vulgar hall to listen. The girls over there are all very good voices, I'm afraid you can't hold on to a cup of tea."

Everyone burst into laughter, and the man was not angry and embarrassed, but he just said, "Aunt Kang, is it a cup of tea or a stick of incense, Aunt Kang will know after trying it."
To be continued...