Hobby?

Isn’t that what the noble disciples only have hobbies? My young master is considered one of the best, how can I still be unclear?

Why bother asking yourself?

However, since it was the young master who asked the question, Zhen Jian still said honestly, even though he had some doubts in his heart: "Of course he is a flying eagle and a lackey who listens to music by hooking up the fence."

"Flying Eagle lackey, are you going to listen to me?" Hearing this, Li Changkong frowned slightly. These hobbies are not easy to make a fuss about.

"Is there anything else?"

Hearing the words, Zhen Jian paused for a while, as if thinking, and then said after a while: "I remember, the prince of the Yangcheng Hou Mansion is said to be particularly fond of crickets. He raised dozens of them at home and let them look at them all day long.

Fight to determine the winner."

"Cricket?" When Li Changkong heard this, he seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a smile.

"Come here with your ears!"

When Zhen Jian heard this, he immediately became excited.

The last time the young master said this was when he asked him to find a sitter.

And it turns out, that is indeed a good idea!

Is it possible that the young master has another "ingenious plan" this time?

"Go find some thicker fabric and make it into clothes without any holes. Master, I will be of great use."

Zhen Jian, who thought he had some clever plan, was now stunned on the spot, quite at a loss.

Thicker fabrics are naturally easy to find, but... he has never heard of clothes without holes.

"Master, this... villain is stupid, why do you want clothes with no holes?"

"Tsk, just sew the sleeves on, sew the trouser legs on, and then make a mask to cover your entire face."

Hearing this, Zhen Jian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "Master, I'm afraid these are not clothes you are talking about, but sacks."

Who would have thought that when Li Changkong heard this, instead of denying it, he nodded seriously and said, "If that doesn't work, I can just use a sack to make clothes in the mold of a human being."

"Just remember, there should be holes for the eyes and mouth, do you understand?"

This... Although Zhen Jian still didn't understand what his young master wanted to do with such a weird piece of clothing, he probably knew how to make it, so he nodded in a muffled voice.

"Hurry up and start organizing it when you get back home. I want to see the finished product before I go to the Imperial College next time."

"Don't worry, young master, I, Zhen Jian, have always been steady in my work."

Li Changkong nodded without comment.

Time just slipped through the fingers.

In the blink of an eye, it's been a week.

Li Changkong has not been to Jishi Hall this week, but according to the news from Zhang Quan, everything is fine.

Almost every day's income is slightly higher than yesterday's.

As for the piece of clothing without any holes, Zhen Jian was really good at making it, and he had it made on the second day after Li Changkong ordered it.

Just...a little rough.

Okay, it's pretty rough.

It is almost the same as the clothes made from sacks, the only difference is that there are three more holes in the head.

They happen to be the eyes and nose that Li Changkong mentioned earlier.

Faced with such clothes, although they were functional, Li Changkong was not very satisfied and ordered them to be changed again.

Just like this, I changed it a dozen times over and over again, which took five days!

On the sixth day, he barely met Li Changkong's standards.

Although it is not comfortable to wear, at least it does not feel scratchy.

As for the sealing, it’s pretty good.

Finally, after everything was prepared, Li Changkong ushered in the day when he went to the Imperial College to study for the second time.

This time, no one called him.

Instead, he got up early, stuffed the linen clothes into a package, and threw it to Zhen Jian.

Then the master and the servant took the chariot to the Imperial College.

After arriving at the Imperial College, the lecturer was still Hu Yan, and he was still absent-minded.

So much so that the class is still so boring.

Except for Zhang Han who was listening attentively, the others were either playing chess with Duke Zhou or wandering around, probably having no idea what Hu Yan was talking about.

Li Changkong was no exception. He found a more suitable position and began to sleep.

Yin students do not attend classes all the time.

If it lasts for nearly ten hours from morning to night, not only the Yin students, but also the lecturers may not be able to bear it.

Therefore, there is some space in between to rest.

There are many such gaps, and the longest one is lunch.

At this time, the lecturer himself had to eat, so he naturally had no time to take care of Yin Sheng.

Everyone started chatting about one thing or another.

Li Changkong didn't chat, he just ate the lunch that Zhen Jian brought from the house. Watching this scene, he found it quite interesting, a bit like the middle and high school classes in his previous life.

It was the same way back then, with men and women in small groups chatting about topics of interest.

But there were never any female relatives in the Imperial College.

"Everyone, come and see, come and see!"

"The cricket I raised has won fifteen consecutive victories in Doufang in the west of the city!"

"To put it bluntly, all the crickets in the world may not be as good as mine." While everyone was chatting, Zhu Ben stood up, took out a bamboo tube as if to show off, and poured it out.

A huge cricket.

Most of the people who can come to the Imperial College to study are young men.

Naturally, he is interested in such strange things as flying eagles and lackeys fighting crickets.

When Zhu Ben said this, three or five people immediately came forward to take a closer look at his cricket.

Li Changkong also looked at it and was secretly amazed.

Because his cricket is indeed much larger than ordinary crickets.

With its bright color and sharp jaws, it should be a good player in the cricket fighting field.

It's not surprising to win fifteen consecutive victories.

Zhu Ben, who was overwhelmed by the stars and the moon, saw the envy in everyone's eyes and suddenly felt elated.

Young people naturally like the compliments of their peers the most.

And Zhu Ben is one of the best.

This feeling of appearing holy in front of people and being watched by everyone made him intoxicated.

To be honest, he did raise this cricket, but he had raised it for several years, and it cost him as little as a thousand taels.

You know, in Daqian, five taels of silver is probably the monthly expenditure of a family of three.

Yet he can spend as much as a thousand taels on a cricket! This shows how insane he is.

Zhu Ben has always cherished this King Grasshopper that he finally raised.

On weekdays, he was afraid of bumping into each other, and would be scolded by his servants even for slight slights.

Zhu Ben would naturally not bring such precious things out under normal circumstances. If something unexpected happened and someone took it away, wouldn't it be regrettable?

But these days are different!

The last time he came to the Imperial Academy, Li Changkong not only became the most dazzling guy in the room, but also disgraced him.

However, Li Shanchang was present at that time, and His Royal Highnesses Huaiqing and Zhaoyang were also present. In front of these people, even if he had great courage, he would not dare to make a mistake.

So he could only endure it at that time, but now... the situation is different. He wants to use the Grasshopper King in his hand to win back the city!
Chapter completed!