A group of people sat down in a room on the first floor, and a young student brought water and then stepped back.

"Today, a few of you came to the old school, I don't know what to learn?" The old man took a sip of water and asked lightly.

"Yuliang Gong don't want to kill us, it is an honor to be able to be entertained by Yuliang Gong!"

A group of middle-aged scribes hurriedly confessed, and after another commotion, one of them gave up his hand and said, "I heard an interesting story today, and I was quite worried, so I came to disturb and want to ask if Yuliang Gong has heard of it?" ”

"Fun fact?" An Yuliang's face couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes, today I heard that Brother Fu An said an unbelievable strange thing, which may have something to do with Yuliang Gong, so I came to ask one or two out of curiosity, if Yuliang Gong knows, I can also solve our doubts!"

An Yuliang lowered his head and groaned for a moment, put down the water glass and said: "Then I'm afraid it will disappoint you, the old man has not left the school for more than a month, and it will be interesting to involve the old man, so please go back!" ”

"Yuliang Gong is a little safe, and after listening to me, he may have a plan in his heart!" A scribe hurriedly surrendered his hand.

"Then say it, old man!" Although An Yuliang didn't like these people, he still couldn't save face.

"Yulianggong, I passed by Luoyang half a month ago......"

This time, it was Fu An who told the story, carefully told what he had heard and heard in Luoyang, and finally explained with a smile, "The little lady who bought Ziyun Xian Tea said that she was a disciple of Yuliang Gong, so I came to disturb and wanted to get a glimpse of the true face of Xian Tea. ”

While several middle-aged scribes were waiting with great expectations, An Yuliang shook his head after holding his beard silently for a long time and said: "The old man has lived in seclusion in Weishui for many years, teaching hundreds of students, and there have never been female students. ”

After An Yuliang finished speaking, he stood up, hesitated slightly, and said: "Liezi disciples are the noble and virtual school, learning the art of Huang Lao, looking for the ethereal Taoism, preaching is all floating and vain, and the country and the people are not practical, you are all famous scholars in various counties, full of poetry and books, how can you be confused by these evil words to confuse the public, now the Great Qin unification of China, it is when you show the country and the people in the government and the opposition, you can not waste what you have learned because of some hearsay, this is the words of the heart, and I hope you can remember, everyone, please, the old decay will not be far away! ”

Several middle-aged scribes took their leave, and their faces turned dark as they walked out of the door.

took advantage of the excitement and returned with a disappointment, but the old man sprayed his face with saliva without hearing the interesting story of the fairy tea, which was really embarrassing.

"An Lao'er is simply too deceitful!" Riding out of the academy in an ox cart, a middle-aged scribe spat violently.

"What Yuliang Gong said is not unreasonable, the disciples of Liezi are all vain, they travel all day long to find immortals and ask, and what they say is not true, maybe it's just that I'm too bored recently!"

"This is reasonable, Yuliang Gong is a famous scholar in the world, I should go back to enjoy the coolness, and go to Liuyu Garden at night to have fun!"

"No, if there are really immortals in the world, I'm afraid only the disciples of Liezi can meet them, they are not like us who live in the city all day long and talk about the past and the present, but wander in the famous mountains and rivers all day long, and it is rumored that the ancient sages also live in seclusion in these places."

"An Yuliang must know some clues, but unfortunately he doesn't want to say it, we can't force it, just give up, maybe this matter will spread to Xianyang in a few days, I'll wait and see the changes!"

An Yuliang stood on the second floor, watching the ox cart creak out of the courtyard by the window, and couldn't help but twitch a few more times.

When he went upstairs just now, he really remembered that there was a person, and the figure of a little girl suddenly jumped into his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Two years ago, Taizhong doctor Jiang Heng came to visit, with a pair of children, one of the boys is his son, fifteen years old, loyal and loyal, want to join An Yuliang's door to learn the principles of governance, after a few words of chat, An Yuliang readily agreed to accept his son.

Another girl who came with her was Jiang Heng's niece, who was eleven years old, extremely handsome, and had a lively and cheerful personality.

If this matter really had something to do with him, only that tricky little girl could pose-pose-à-be his disciple.

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

Although the girl was stubborn, she had a smart temperament, and at the same time loved to dance with knives and guns, although An Yuliang's teachings never changed much, and the girl did not come back after studying on and off for more than a month, he gradually forgot about it.

An Yuliang walked back and forth in the classroom a few times, and the students also recited and memorized a poem, but what he repeatedly recalled in his heart was what the middle-aged scribes had just said.

He can regard the matter of immortal tea as a vanity and a joke, but if it is really the little lady of the Jiang family, he can still call to inquire, and if she really changes to a tube of so-called immortal tea, she can also taste it to find out, so as not to have students argue about this matter in the future.

After thinking about it for a long time, An Yuliang arranged for two servants to ride to Xianyang City, visit the Jiang family with their own hands, and invite the little lady to come over.

……

In the center of Xianyang City, the ground is paved with wide bluestone, the surrounding is flat and open, stands a majestic and towering building, ninety-nine steps are divided into three steps to lead to the main entrance of the main hall, the burly soldiers wearing pitch-black armor on both sides of the steps stand in a forest, the long halberd is scorching and shining in the scorching sun, and there is a thick murderous aura in the majesty.

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

The main hall is all dark, and the pillars are also carved with a golden coiling dragon, and the teeth and claws reveal a fierce atmosphere.

Although it was close to noon at this time, there were still two Confucian scholars and scholars in wide-sleeved robes sitting on their knees in the middle of the main hall, arguing fiercely.

A middle-aged man wearing a jade crown knelt on the dragon couch on the top of the nine steps, wearing a black robe, burly, with a slightly fat face, sitting in a proud posture with a black beard and white face, his expression was not angry and arrogant, and he was watching the two people below arguing fiercely.

On both sides of His Royal Highness sat two rows of neatly dressed officials, on the left was a middle-aged scribe about forty years old, wearing a dark court robe, wearing a jade crown, with a thin face, three strands of long black beard combed neatly, without any expression on his face, this person was Li Si, the current left prime minister of Great Qin.

Led on the right side, there is also an old man who is nearly fifty years old, with gray hair, also wearing a dark court robe, wearing a jade crown, with a majestic face, and is listening carefully to the debate in the court.

Behind the two of them are the important ministers of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the three princes and nine kings are all listed. (Note: The Qin Dynasty did not have the three dukes of Sima, Situ, and Sikong, only the left and right prime ministers, and this is just to continue the familiar statement on weekdays, so there is no need to delve into it.) ）