In the prosperous Tianchang City, there is an inconspicuous alley called Yuxiao Lane. The home of the scholar Tong Liang is at the end of the alley. When Tong Liang was eight years old, his father Tong Dashan passed away. Since then, Tong Liang has

He and his mother, Aunt Tong, depended on each other for life. Tong Liang entered school and became a scholar when he was thirteen. From then on, he made a living by teaching, training several young boys and barely making ends meet.

Tong Liang's father was a bodyguard with mediocre martial arts skills. Tong Liang had been exposed to martial arts since he was a child, and he also practiced martial arts with his father for a few days. Although Tong Liang's martial arts skills were not as good as those of his father, he just liked it and would sometimes pick fights and mess around with the street gangsters.

With a hand or something like that, you won't suffer much if you hit two or three gangsters at once.

Tong Liang's father, Tong Dashan, died as a bodyguard. He was stabbed seven times when he died. The bodyguard company paid some pensions, and Tong Auntie worked as a helper, which barely allowed Tong Liang to study until Tong Liang went to school to do a job.

After becoming a scholar and becoming a junior student, Aunt Tong breathed a sigh of relief as she received six buckets of rice every month.

Since his good friend Jin Yunzhang left Tianchang and went to Jiangzhou, Tong Liang spent every day in addition to teaching and studying at home, reading both the Art of War and the Four Books and Five Classics. After all, he still had to prepare for the provincial examination next year. Although he was in Tianchang

There is little hope of passing the government examination, but a glimmer of hope is better than nothing.

Tong Liang taught in the backyard of a temple. There were more than a dozen students, all children from ordinary families. These parents did not expect their children to have a big future. They just wanted their children to be able to read and write, which was better than being blind.

The presiding monk in the temple is quite interesting and is not greedy for incense and money. Tong Liang occupies a room in the backyard of the temple to teach. He only provides some sesame oil every year and adds it to the ever-burning lamp in front of the Buddha statue.

That afternoon, Tong Liang finished teaching the children to read, wandered back home, greeted his wife who lived in the main house, and then returned to his room. He just sat on the chair and started shaking his head.

, he heard someone knocking on the door, and Tong Liang was a little confused. Since Jin Yunzhang left, no one usually came to visit. Who knocked on the door? Don't knock on the wrong door?

Tong Liang opened the door with doubts, and saw a tall and thin man standing at the door, wearing purple clothes, about thirty years old, carrying a big iron rod, and he didn't look like a bad guy. Tong Liang looked at the thin man

The tall man asked: "Who are you looking for?"

The man asked with a smile on his face: "Are you Mr. Tong Liang?"

Tong Liang nodded, "I am Tong Liang, what do you want from me?"

The man smiled and said: "My name is Yu Long Xingkong. This time I came from Jiangzhou on the orders of my senior brother Tang Jiu Sheng, bringing with me a letter written by brother Jin Yunzhang to Mr. Tong."

When Tong Liang heard that there was a letter from Jin Yunzhang, his eyes lit up and he enthusiastically moved to the yard. While giving way, he said: "It turns out there is a letter from Brother Jin. It's very good. Please sit in the room and drink some coarse tea!"

Yu Long Xingkong was not polite and followed Tong Liang into the room. He looked around and saw that the table was not neat and the chairs were shabby. He couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Tong is indeed a poor man!"

Tong Liang didn't take it seriously and laughed loudly and said: "In ancient times, some people used the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed. Tong Liang has not reached this level yet. At least he still has three broken houses enough to live in, not to mention not

There are ancestors who once said, ‘This is a humble house, but I am virtuous and kind’! I am quite content. Brother Yulong, please have tea!”

Yulong Xingkong praised: "What a Mr. Tong who lives in poverty and loves to teach!" Then he took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Tong Liang, and said with a smile: "This is a letter from brother Jin Yunzhang to Mr. Tong."

Yulong Xingkong picked up the tea that Tong Liang poured and took a sip. It turned out to be poor quality tea, which was very bitter in the mouth. Yulong Xingkong smiled, raised his head and drank the whole bowl.

Tong Liang happily took the letter, read it, and kept nodding, "Okay, okay, okay." When he saw the end, he grinned and said, "I would like to go. Oh, Brother Yulong, I'm not being vain.

My family is poor and I don’t have any good food to entertain you. Let me edit a letter tonight and reply to Brother Jin. I will only have to trouble Brother Yulong to make another trip tomorrow!"

Yu Long Xingkong stood up with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow to get Mr. Tong's reply! Then I'll take my leave first!"

Tong Liang laughed loudly and cupped his hands and said: "Brother Yulong is indeed no ordinary person. My old tea is thick and bitter. It is difficult for Brother Yulong to drink up a whole bowl!"

Tong Liang sent Yu Long Xingkong away and was in trouble when he returned to the house. Naturally, he wanted to go to Jiangzhou, but what about his mother at home? If he went to train soldiers, he might have to fight in the future. War is a battlefield. How could he bring his mother with him?

go?

While Tong Liang was hesitating, Aunt Tong came in from outside and asked, "Son, I just heard a letter from your brother Jin next door. What did you say?"

Tong Liang quickly gave up his seat to his mother, "Mom, did you hear everything? Brother Jin sent a letter saying that Tang Jiusheng's brother is also in Jiangzhou now. Jiangzhou is close to Yuzhou and is the junction of Jiannan Road and Southwest Road. Pingxi Wang Yinquan

If you want to rebel, Jiangzhou is the only way to go. There are few soldiers in Jiangzhou and they are not enough to stop Yin Quan. Brother Jin asked me to go over and help train the troops."

Aunt Tong smiled and said: "My son, isn't this a good thing? He has learned literature and martial arts, and his goods are with the emperor's family. He has been clamoring all day long to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, isn't this an opportunity? It is the time for the country to employ people, and there is nothing to hesitate about.

, go ahead and support you for my mother!"

Tong Liang sighed, "Mom, I want to go now, can you go with me? If there is a war in Jiangzhou in the future, it will be a battlefield. You will definitely not be able to go, but I will leave you alone in the sky.

Chang, who will support you? What will you do when I leave? What about my students?"

Aunt Tong sighed, "Son, I can still work as a servant for others and make a living. Even if Jiangzhou goes to war, it will only last for a few years, but it will not last a lifetime. That Pingxi King is not a

He can't conquer the world even though he is a child. In a few years, when my son becomes famous, he will come back and take care of him as his mother. Oh, but these students are a problem."

Tong Liang smacked his lips and was silent. At this moment, someone outside the window said: "Mr. Tong, this matter is not difficult!"

Tong Liang, mother and son, were startled. The door was closed. Who entered the yard? Tong Liang quickly walked out of the house and saw Yu Long Xingkong standing in the yard. Tong Liang smiled and said: "Brother Yulong, what are you doing?"

Have you gone and come back? The door is bolted, how did you get in?

Yes? Come inside and talk, don’t stand outside the door, the tea is not cold yet, do you want another bowl?"

Yu Long Xingkong followed Tong Liang into the house and bowed to Aunt Tong, "My nephew, Yu Long Xingkong, has met Aunt Tong!"

Aunt Tong also stood up with a smile and said: "Sit down quickly, Tong Liang, quickly pour tea for nephew Yulong!"

Yulong Xingkong smiled and said: "Mr. Tong, I took a few steps and felt something was wrong, so I came back."

Yulong Xingkong said again: "I was negligent just now. You are a poor person to begin with. You may not want to go to Jiangzhou, but you are just concerned about the life of your old mother at home, so I thought of this and came back to say hello to you.

Starting tomorrow, I will go to the Tang Mansion to find a teacher to teach your students. Aunt Tong will also go to work in the Tang Mansion. She will have food to eat and will be safe, so what are you afraid of?"

Tong Liang was overjoyed and bowed: "Brother Yulong, Tong Liang would like to thank you very much! Don't call me Mr. Tong, let's call you Brother Tong. You are older than me, and I am embarrassed to call you Mr."

Yulong Xingkong chuckled, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders."

Tong Liang wondered again: "My dear brother Tang Jiu Sheng is only about fifteen years old. Why do you call him senior brother? But you call elder brother Jin brother?"

Yulong Xingkong smiled and said: "I became a disciple two years later than Tang Jiusheng, so he is the senior brother and I am the junior brother. As for brother Jin Yunzhang, he is almost ten years younger than me, so naturally I call him brother, and I will call him more in the future.

Got a kid!"

Tong Liang smiled again and asked: "Brother Yulong, I just asked you how you got into my door. My door is bolted!"

Yulong Xingkong shook his head, "Your door really can't stop me. To be honest, my qinggong is pretty good. Even if your door is two feet high, I can come and go freely. I don't believe you."

come and see."

Aunt Tong and Tong Liang were both curious, so they came to the courtyard to see how Yu Long Xingkong came and went freely. Their eyes blurred, and Yu Long Xingkong had disappeared. Someone outside the gate said: "Brother Tong, I'm at the gate."

Out!"

Tong Liang was shocked when another blur appeared before his eyes. Yulong Xingkong was already standing in front of him. Yulong Xingkong smiled and said: "Brother Tong, how about my Qinggong? Can I still catch your eye?"

The two mothers clapped their hands and laughed, and Tong Liang praised: "It's really amazing!"

Yulong Xingkong said proudly, "Brother Tong, let's make an agreement. Let's leave for Jiangzhou as soon as possible. Madam, I'll go say hello to Mr. Tang, and then I'll go to work in the Tang Mansion. I'll kill two birds with one stone. Now that it's settled,

, then I’ll leave first. Aunt Tong, Brother Tong, goodbye!”

Tong Liang asked: "Where are you going, Brother Yulong? Why don't you stay and have dinner, although there is nothing delicious."

I saw a blur of flowers in front of my eyes, and Yu Long Xingkong had disappeared again. He was far away in the wind. His next words were, "No, I still have things to do. I have to go to the Red Sleeve Pavilion!"
Chapter completed!