In fact, as early as yesterday, when Zheng Weishan sent a message to him to come to his residence, he had already woken up.

"Yanqing, you have to be careful. If you come back today, it will probably spread in Luoyang City tomorrow. Recently, there have been many people coming to visit you. If they know that you are back, they may come immediately."

"Look for me?"

Yan Qing looked innocent and stared at Zheng Weishan with wide eyes.

Of course he knew what those who wanted to visit were generally intentional. There were only two kinds of people. One wanted to learn about his abilities, and the other was to climb up on his shoulders and try to defeat him.

After all, Zheng Yanqing is not old. Even if he can write good words and write two good poems and one Eight Dharma Theory, how capable can he have? Since ancient times, it has been uncommon for prodigy, and there are not many prodigy who can recite poems at the age of seven or eight. However, there are not many prodigy as evil as Yanqing. In addition to the Zheng family's deliberate hype, Zheng Yanqing is known as a master. As the saying goes, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. How many pairs of eyes are staring at Zheng Yanqing. As long as he can beat Zheng Yanqing, it will not be possible to become famous... This will naturally attract a group of people to be ready to move.

Zheng Yanqing wanted to figure out who was going to visit him.

Zheng Weishan scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "How can I remember this clearly? But I remember two people. The eldest son was very polite to them at that time. One of them was Wang Tong, a member of the Wang clan of Hedong. He looked quite arrogant and seemed not very convinced by you in his words... There was another person who I couldn't remember clearly, and he was a child of an official." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Wang Tong?"

Yan Qing is really unfamiliar with this name.

Fortunately, Zheng Weishan really paid attention to him, so he introduced: "This Wang Tong is from Longmen, Jiangzhou, and is from the Wang clan of Taiyuan. His father was Wang Long, who wrote seven chapters of "The Essay on Rise and Fall" to the saints in the early years of Kaihuang. He was praised by the saints and was a doctor of the Imperial College. This man is quite talented. Last year, he traveled to Chang'an and wrote the twelve strategies of Taiping, but the saint did not accept it. Later, he was recommended by Lord Xue Daoheng and served as the assistant to Shu County. He was not satisfied, so he abandoned his official position and returned.

Now Mr. Yu Zhonghua has been learning Yi around him. He has visited the door many times before and said he would ask you for advice, but was rejected by Mr. Yan... By the way, his brother is also quite famous. When he went to Chang'an with him last year, he was praised as a "fairy prodigy" by Duke Yue."

Yan Qing felt that the "child prodigy" mentioned by Duke Yang Su of Yue was really worthless.

As he understood, Han Qinhu's nephew Li Jing was praised by Yang Su, and Pushan Duke Li Mi was also praised. In addition to Yan Shigu and Yan Qing himself before... Haha, it turns out that child prodigy is really worthless, and there are child prodigy everywhere.

"What's his brother's name?"

"It seems to be called Wang Ji..."

"Oh!" Yan Qing's heart suddenly stumbled, Wang Tong... remembered it!

Wang Tong's brother Wang Ji, later called Mr. Wu Dou, left a post "Biography of Mr. Wu Dou", which was praised by Li Chunfeng, the Grand Historian of the Early Tang Dynasty as "Nan Dong of the Restaurant". As for Wang Tong, he was not very famous and was respected as "Wen Zhongzi" after his death. But the one who really made Yan Qing remember the name Wang Tong was not Wang Tong, but his grandson, Wang Bo, one of the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty.

This person does not have the style of "Wen Zhongzi"!

I want Yan Qing to be a child. Wang Tong is probably not young anymore, so he actually came to ask Yan Qing for advice. To put it nicely, it is called asking for advice. To put it bluntly, that is to play. Is such a person really Wang Bo’s grandfather?

Zheng Yanqing looked down on Wang Tong at that time.

It was early in the morning, someone came to the door!

Zheng Yanqing was a little unhappy, so he stepped up to the doorstep. The door was a healthy servant sent by Master Zheng, named Zheng Fu.

He is almost fifty years old, but he is in good health and has a lot of vision.

He had seen Yan Qing a long time ago and hurried over, "Young Master, where have you been going early this morning? Guests came to your house."

Although it has been a few days, Zheng Yanqing still finds it a bit strange when he hears others call him "Young Master".

Two months ago, he had to call someone else's young master, but now others want to call him a young master. This reversal of identity made him very uncomfortable. But he knew that he had to adapt, because now he was no longer a slave to the Zheng family, but a member of the Zheng clan.

“What kind of guest is it?”

"Oh, there are young masters, young masters, and two others, I don't really recognize them."

Xu Shiji? Zheng Hongyi?

Why did they come...

Yan Qing said, "Uncle Fu, thank you for your hard work!"

Then he walked inside. However, he didn't know that this sentence of Uncle Fu made the old man feel energetic. It is said that Master Zheng is weird and arrogant, but now it seems that this is not the case. At least in Anyuantang, would that young master call him Uncle Fu?

Yan Qing naturally didn't know Zheng Fu's thoughts.

As soon as he walked into the front hall, he heard a familiar laugh coming from it.

"Brother Du!"

Yan Qing suddenly heard who the laughter came from? Could it be that Du Ruhui and Zhang Zhongjian came here?

He took two steps at once and ran into the front hall.

I saw Du Ruhui wearing a blue shirt and black boots, talking to Zheng Shi'an.

Around him, the author is a young man about the same age as him, with a solemn look on his face and dressed in blue shirt and black boots.

Unlike Du Ruhui, young people don’t seem to like talking very much.

Xu Shiji and Zheng Hongyi sat aside, and could talk to Du Ruhui from time to time. But the young man seemed unwilling to speak.

"Yanqing!"

Du Ruhui was very happy and ran forward and picked up Yan Qing.

"Ha, where are you going?"

"I went to the river bank for morning exercise..."

"Hehe, let Lao Du see. Well, you have grown a lot taller in just a few months... and you are even more famous. Now the whole of Guanzhong is talking about your poems and your words. The little guy from the past has now become the famous Young Master Goose."

Du Ruhui's praise made Yan Qing feel a little embarrassed.

After he came down, he greeted Xu Shiji and then bowed to Zheng Hongyi.

"Young Master, you are here too!"

Zheng Hongyi nodded vigorously, "Brother Yan Qing, Mr. Yan said, after school, I can come to you to study."

"Read or listen to stories?"

"Yeah, yeah, listen to the story first, then read the book."

It is obvious that the dispute more than a month ago did not affect Zheng Hongyi's attitude towards Yan Qing. He still called Yan Qing's "Brother" as before. Little did he know that it was because of this "Brother" that Mrs. Cui made up her mind. But now it doesn't matter. No matter what, after Yan Qing returned to the clan, he still took responsibility for this "Brother".

"Yan Qing, I don't know what happened before."

This was also the first time Xu Shiji saw Yan Qing after the occurrence of the "Yutray Gate".

Xu Shiji felt guilty about his failure to help Yan Qing that time. Yan Qing smiled and hugged him hard.

Yan Qing's size grew very fast in the past two months.

He was one head lower than Xu Shiji before, but now he is only half head lower.

His intimate action made Xu Shiji feel warm and a bright smile appeared on his little face.

"Yan Qing, let me introduce you to you. This is my best friend, Fang Xuanling."

"Hello, Brother Fang..."

Yan Qing smiled and went up to see the ceremony, but after the ceremony was halfway through, he suddenly froze and blurted out: "Are you Fang Xuanling?"

Fang Xuanling said that after Qing came in, she kept watching silently.

"Do you know me?"

"Ah, I've heard of your name... You passed the Jinshi at the age of 18, and it is said that you are the youngest Jinshi since this dynasty."

"oh!"
Chapter completed!