Chuzhou Qiushui City, on the shore of Lingbo Lake, in just a few months, a large area of the Great Xia School Palace has risen from the ground.

Because Qiushui City and even the entire Chuzhou are the most indispensable schools for teaching and educating people, so the self-proclaimed young talents in Qiushui City have a lot of complaints about the establishment of the school palace, but the yamen of Chuzhou are absolutely sparing no effort for the construction of this Great Xia School Palace, because it is from the holy will of the White Emperor Palace.

Zhao Yu's attention to the matter of the Great Xia School Palace was very clear to the officials of the entire thirty-six states of Great Xia, so the Imperial Court of Qiushui City specially set aside a large piece of land on the shore of Lingbo Lake to build the Xue Palace.

The whole body is black and white, solemn and solemn in the palace, because the opening is imminent, so although today is the second day of the first month, there are still a large number of craftsmen in the palace to carry out the final improvement work, these craftsmen's simple faces are full of smiles, and smile and communicate with each other, because today's wages will be several times that of the past.

In the central square of the school palace, under the early morning sun, a young man in a black Confucian shirt was holding a hoe, bending over, extremely numb on the ground under him, and leaving small pits for planting flowers.

However, in the entire huge area of land, there is not only a young man in a black shirt who bends over and hoes the ground, and there are many figures wearing scholarly robes of various colors not far away, holding a hoe, light and heavy, looking extremely clumsy.

The faces of these scholars were not good-looking, and they spontaneously stayed away from the young men in Confucian shirts, they were all defeated in the cultivation competition yesterday, and the bruises on their faces had not yet dissipated, and they looked extremely embarrassed, but there was no more unruly look in their eyes.

It is true that the scholars of the entire Qiushui City were ruthlessly crushed by a foreigner from Shenjing City, in terms of literature and cultivation, and they were ruthlessly crushed in any aspect, and they were unable to resist the army, although this was not a glorious thing, but they could not afford to disobey in their minds.

After all, their skills are not as good as others, so they can only bow to the wind, so they can only honestly plant bouquets of flowers on this large piece of land.

Suddenly, at the gate of the school palace, two probes appeared in the figure, and then the young man who was shaking the folding fan, seeing the clumsy appearance of those scholars bending over and sighing on the flat ground, immediately opened his mouth and let out a chuckle, and then took the maid who was also dressed as a man behind him to step forward, came to the young man in Confucian shirts, bowed his hand, and said:

"Brother Xue, surnamed Qiao, with a single name, has admired Brother Xue's demeanor for a long time, and came to the school palace to meet him. ”

After the words fell, Xue Beichuan stood upright, continued to hold the hoe with both hands, raised his eyes to look at the overly beautiful young man in front of him, frowned slightly, and then returned the salute respectfully, and then stopped speaking, continued to bend over and hoe the ground, and meticulously transplanted the bouquet of flowers that only grew seedlings on the side into the soil pit.

Qiao Yue didn't speak, quietly watching the young man work, and in the group of young scholars not far away, someone obviously recognized this Miss Qiao's family, and after exchanging words with each other, they turned around one after another, trying to leave only a back without being recognized.

As everyone knows, this Miss Qiao, who loves women's companions and men's clothes on weekdays, has always paid attention to the young man in front of her with an ordinary face, but she is as calm as a mountain, and after a long time, a faint voice came out of the former again:

"The flowers planted in winter are the dreams of spring, and Brother Xue wants to plant a dream field in the school palace?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Beichuan, who had been immersed in his work, stopped his movements, showed a slightly strange look on his face, and got up and responded:

"The disciples of the Great Xia Academy pay attention to seeking truth and truth, so they are not planting the so-called dream field, but planting gardenias, which are beautiful and fragrant. ”

After the steady voice of the young man in the Confucian shirt fell, the little maid behind Qiao Yue glanced at her mouth, and spit out a few words softly:

"Stunned!"

The Qiao family is a scholar family with a long heritage, so the maids next to the descendants of the descendants will also receive a good education, and their vision is naturally extraordinary, and the little maid is naturally sullen when she sees her young lady being left out, and the eyes of the young man in front of her are also full of anger.

Miss Qiao, who was rejected for the first time, was not discouraged, only to see that she put away the folding fan in her hand, pinned it to her waist, and continued to speak:

"Don't hide it from Brother Xue, my son is also quite interested in this kind of flower thing on weekdays, can you let me do a little bit?"

"The utensils are over there, please take care of yourself. ”

The Confucian young man stretched out his hand and pointed to the side not far away, then his bright eyes looked in front of him, and he continued to speak seriously:

"But I suggest that you don't try it lightly, first of all, this is a gardenia, and the flowers bloom in the summer, if it is a dream field, this is not a dream of spring, but summer, and secondly, the clothes and shoes you wear are of fine silk, and the dirt and hoe are not clean, and these hands without any calluses are extremely easy to be punctured by the wooden thorns on the handle of the hoe. ”

Speaking of this, Xue Beichuan continued to bend down and began to hoe, and the young voice came out again:

"The most important point, most of the disciples of our school palace have an advantage, that is, they will never forget, half a month ago, I saw you, at that time you were still a woman, and your status was prominent, and the Qiao family in Qiushui City was so thunderous.

"I know that the appearance of this Great Xia School Palace has impacted the interests of the Qiao family, after all, there are ten schools in Chuzhou, and the Qiao family has opened seven, but at this time, I can clearly tell you that if you want to test me, you don't have to, because the Great Xia School Palace teaches and you are different!"

After the unusually steady voice of the young man in the Confucian shirt fell, a trace of complexity flashed on Qiao Yue's delicate face, and then he responded:

"The affairs of the family have nothing to do with me, and I just came out of curiosity, and our Qiao family is naturally not so ignorant as to go against His Majesty's holy will. ”

Then Xue Beichuan nodded, and his voice continued to faintly:

"The Qiao family has been inherited for so many years, so naturally you have your own way of life, Xue Mou's foolish opinion. ”

"But I'm very curious about you, the one who came alone from Shenjing City. ”

Qiao Yue turned his head and looked at the man who continued to bend over and hoe the ground, and just wanted to continue to speak, he saw a burly bald man walk in at the gate of the Xue Palace.

Then Xue Beichuan looked up and saw this, his expression became extremely respectful and solemn in an instant, and he saluted the visitor from a distance.

After a few breaths, Liang Po approached and said softly:

"My father-in-law accompanied the old man of the family to this Lingbo Lake today, and invited you and others to go to a gathering, on the big boat on the lake not far away. ”