A group of people sat down in a room on the first floor, and some young students brought them to drink water and then left.

"Today, I'm going to my old school together, I wonder what I'll teach you?" The old man took a sip of water and asked lightly.

"Don't kill us if you don't want to get Yuliang to treat us, and you will be honored to be able to get Yuliang to entertain us!"

A group of middle-aged scholars quickly accused him. After another noise, one of them bowed and said, "I am quite nervous when I hear an interesting story today, so I come to disturb you. I want to ask if Mr. Yu Liang has heard of it?"

"Interesting thing?" An Yuliang couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes, today I heard Brother Fu An talk about an incredible strange thing, which may be related to Yuliang Gong. I was curious and came to ask for a while. If Yuliang Gong knew about it, it would be better to solve our doubts!"

An Yuliang lowered his head and pondered for a moment and put down the water cup and said, "That's probably going to disappoint you. I haven't left the school for more than a month. How could there be any interesting things to be involved with me? Please come back!"

"Yu Liang Gong is at ease, let's listen to us after we talk about this matter!" A scholar hurriedly bowed.

"Then let me tell you, I'm listening!" Although An Yuliang didn't like these people, he still couldn't hide his face.

"Yu Liang Gong, I passed by Luoyang half a month ago..."

This time, Fu An told me, and he carefully explained what he heard in Luoyang. Finally, he explained with a smile, "The young lady who bought Ziyun Fairy Tea said that she was a disciple of Yuliang Gong, so I came to disturb her and wanted to have a glimpse of the true appearance of Xiancha. If Yuliang Gong knew about it, please help us solve the problem, because the matter of Xiancha has been causing a lot of controversy in Nanyang County and even around it, and it may spread to Xianyang in the near future, and it may cause a sensation between the government and the country!"

While waiting with expectations for several middle-aged essays, An Yuliang silently held his beard and shook his head for a long time and said, "I have lived in seclusion in the Wei River for many years, and have taught hundreds of students. I have never had a female student. This matter may disappoint you. I still have to teach, please come back!"

After An Yuliang finished speaking, he stood up, hesitated for a moment and said, "Liezi's disciples are the Guixu school. They learn the art of Huang Lao, seeking illusory Taoism, and promoting all the false talks about life, and they are useless to the country and the people. You are all famous scholars in various counties and are well-read. How can you be deceived by these evil words? Now that the Great Qin unified China, it is when you are in the court and the country to serve the country and the people. You should not waste your entire life because of some hearsays. I am a pure and sincere word. I hope you can remember it. Please, I am not far away to send it!"

Several middle-aged scholars stood up and bowed their goodbye, and their faces turned black after walking out of the door.

He came here and returned with great excitement. He didn't find out about the interesting story of Xiancha but was sprayed with saliva by the old man. He was really a shame.

"Old man An is so bullying!" A middle-aged scholar spitted hard on his ox cart.

"What Yu Liang Gong said is not without reason. Liezi's disciples are all false people. They travel around the mountains and rivers to seek immortals and ask questions all day long. All the words they say are not true. Perhaps it is because we are too bored recently!"

"This statement is reasonable. Yuliang Gong is a famous scholar in the world. We should go back to enjoy the cool air and go to Liushang Garden to have fun in the evening!"

"No, if there were indeed immortals in the world, only Liezi's disciples could meet them. They were not like us who lived in cities all day long and talked about the past and present, but they traveled among famous mountains and rivers all day long. It is rumored that ancient sages also lived in seclusion in these places."

"An Yuliang must have known some clues, but unfortunately he didn't want to say it, and we couldn't force it. So let it go. Perhaps this matter will spread to Xianyang in a few days. Let's wait and see the changes!"

An Yuliang stood on the second floor, watching the ox cart squeaking out of the yard by the window, and couldn't help but thrust hard a few more times.

After thinking about it just now, he actually remembered a person, and the figure of a little girl suddenly jumped into his mind and couldn't even drive him away.

Two years ago, Jiang Heng, a doctor from Taizhong, came to visit and brought a pair of children. One of the boys was his son, who was fifteen years old and was loyal and honest. He wanted to join An Yuliang to learn the principles of governing the country. After a few chats, An Yuliang happily promised to accept his son.

The other girl who came with him was Jiang Heng's niece. She was eleven years old and looked very pretty and had a lively and cheerful personality. An Yuliang liked her and left her at the academy to attend the class. However, the little girl was too lively and even cut off several bunches of her beard with a knife while An Yuliang was sleeping in the afternoon. This prank made him unable to help but jump when he remembered it.

If this matter is really involved with him, only the tricky and weird little girl could pretend to be his disciple.

An Yuliang couldn't help but sigh, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Although the girl was naughty, she was smart and loved to dance with swords and guns. Although she had taught her all kinds of teachings, she never changed a lot. The girl never came again after learning intermittently for more than a month, so he gradually forgot about this matter.

An Yuliang walked back and forth in the classroom for several times, and the students also recited and memorized a poem, but what he repeatedly recalled was what the middle-aged scholars said just now.

He can treat the matter of fairy tea as a false or a joke, but if it is really the little lady of the Jiang family, he can still call her to inquire. If she really changes to a so-called fairy tea, she can also taste it to find out the truth, so that students will not argue about this matter in the future.

After thinking for a long time, An Yuliang arranged two servants to ride to Xianyang City, and met with his letters to the Jiang family, and invited the young lady to come.

...

In the center of Xianyang City, the ground is covered with large bluestone, and the surroundings are flat and wide. A majestic and towering building stands. Ninety-nine steps are divided into three levels to lead directly to the main entrance of the hall. There are burly soldiers wearing black armor on both sides of the steps, and the long halberds face the scorching sun, and there is a strong murderous aura in the majesty.

This is the political center of the country, the Xianyang Palace of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The main hall is full of black color, and golden dragons are carved on the corridor columns, with their teeth and claws showing a fierce atmosphere.

Although it was almost noon at this time, there were still two Confucian scholars and alchemists with wide sleeves and robes kneeling in the middle of the hall, arguing fiercely.

A middle-aged man wearing a jade crown was kneeling on the dragon couch on the nine-step steps. He was wearing a mysterious suit, with a burly face, slightly fat face, sitting with a high posture with a black beard and white face, and his expression was not angry and mighty. He was watching the two people below argue fiercely.

Two rows of neatly dressed officials were kneeling on both sides of His Highness. On the left was a middle-aged scholar in his forties. He was wearing a black court robes and a jade crown. His face was thin. His three long black beards were neatly combed neatly, and there was no expression on his face. This person was Li Si, the current left prime minister of the Qin Dynasty.

On the right side, there is also an old man in his fifties, with gray hair and beard, wearing a black court robes, a jade crown, and a majestic face. He is listening carefully to the debates in the court. This person is Feng Quji, the current right prime minister of the Qin Dynasty.
Chapter completed!