Chapter 19 He seemed to be glowing.
As the saying goes, if you walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet...
Zeng Anmin looked at the strange looks the students in the school gave him and sighed in his heart.
At this time, he was standing at the door, holding a copy of "Tai Xue" in his hand
But because Qi Dachun was his book boy, he was not taken seriously by his husband, so he let him go back.
Zeng Anmin had no intention of flipping through the books in his hands, he was just thinking about other things.
Time passed slowly.
He gradually got used to it.
“Ding~”
The noon bell rang.
The teacher asked the students to have lunch after school.
Then, he walked up to Zeng Anmin expressionlessly, snorted coldly, and then pointed beside Zeng Anmin.
"wave~"
A milky white breath formed a small circle visible to the naked eye, surrounding Zeng Anmin.
"With this circle, if you leave, my teacher will be able to detect it immediately."
"No eating at noon!"
After the teacher said this calmly, he walked out.
"Gulu~"
Zeng Anmin had just reached the martial arts Danyang realm yesterday, and his body was in desperate need of nourishment. At this time, the crawling emptiness in his belly was extremely uncomfortable.
"Old Biden..."
He was so hungry that every cell in his body was resisting him.
If he doesn't eat anymore, he may faint directly.
This is no joke. A warrior who has reached this level consumes two to three times more food than an ordinary person.
no! This meal must be eaten.
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath. He had to think of a way to find someone to bring him a meal, even a few steamed buns, to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his abdomen first.
"Quan Fu Xiandi."
Zhang Lun's face was gentle and he walked up to Zeng Anmin with a smile.
"Brother Tongyu!" When Zeng Anmin saw Zhang Lun, a smile appeared on his face.
Although he didn't get along with him for long, Zeng Anmin also regarded him as a friend.
He benefited a lot from yesterday's explanation.
Zhang Lun first looked around, then took advantage of others not paying attention and stuffed two cold steamed buns into his hand.
"The steamed buns made by my mother are my favorite food in my life. Please try them."
Zeng Anmin was slightly startled.
He could naturally tell from his clothes that Zhang Lun's family was definitely not well-off.
These two steamed buns were probably his entire lunch.
Zeng Anmin quickly refused:
"You can eat, I won't be in the way."
"It doesn't matter, I asked my mother to prepare more for me today."
Zhang Lun stood in front of Zeng Anmin and said with a smile:
"Brother Yu, I'll block it for you. Even if others see it, they won't talk nonsense."
This...
So touched!
Brother Tongyu, I have decided that from now on you will be the first of the ten outstanding young people who moved the Holy Dynasty!
There were only two steamed buns left and right, and Zeng Anmin was not so pretentious that he refused to eat them, so he stuffed two steamed buns into his stomach.
At this time, he finally understood Qi Dachun's terrifying appetite.
“Delicious!”
Zeng Anmin's eyes lit up, he looked at Zhang Lun and said, "Auntie's craftsmanship is really good!"
This is really not a boast. Under the care of his father, what good things has he not eaten?
In the Governor's Mansion, ordinary meat-filled steamed buns like this have long been absent from the menu.
But I never thought that a common woman could have such a skill.
As expected, the masters are among the people.
"Haha, if you like it, Brother Yu will bring you some tomorrow."
Zhang Lun's lips curved into a smile.
With his qualifications, he had heard a lot of praises since he was a child. If Zeng Anmin praised him, he would never feel any ups and downs in his heart.
But Zeng Anmin's praise of his mother made him feel extremely comfortable.
"You are such a good person!" Zeng Anmin couldn't help but send out a good person card. Just about to continue talking. Then a very calm voice was heard.
"Zhang Lun, how have you considered what I told you yesterday?"
Then, Zeng Anmin saw a young man wearing extremely gorgeous and extravagant clothes coming from not far away.
The young man held a folding fan in his hand and had a square face. At first glance, his eyes seemed to be determined.
But if you look carefully, you can see the shadows flickering from time to time.
Behind him, there was a rough man walking like a dragon and a tiger.
The thick man's temples were bulging, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at everyone warily.
"At least he's a top-notch martial artist." Zeng Anmin slowly narrowed his eyes, secretly sizing up the rough man.
"Prince Wang Lin, there is no need to mention what happened yesterday again."
When Zhang Lun saw this person coming, the smile on his face disappeared.
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He said calmly and expressionlessly:
"It is impossible for the Water Governor to give it to you, not to mention a hundred taels of gold, even a thousand taels are nothing more than dirt."
Water governor?
Zeng Anmin was listening in confusion.
When he first entered school yesterday, his master gave Zhang Lun a jade pendant.
It is said that with this Water Governor Order, one can go to the Holy Library of Water Governor Academy.
What is stored there are the handwritings of Confucian and Taoist predecessors.
For Confucianism cultivators, this is a great opportunity.
After hearing this, Wang Lin stared at Zhang Lun for a while with a smile on his face, and then said coldly:
"You don't need any money. If you are willing to give me the Water Control Order, I can protect your future."
"Hey." After hearing this, Zhang Lun smiled lightly:
"The prince has good intentions, but I still want to fight for my own future."
Although polite, every word of it is to reject people thousands of miles away.
"Whoosh!"
Wang Lin put away the folding fan in his hand, then nodded lightly and said no more:
"Since you are so stubborn, then don't pass, Ada, let's go."
……
Looking at Wang Lin's back, Zeng Anmin frowned and asked Zhang Lun:
"What is this man's background?"
"The crown prince of Prince Jiang's Mansion in Liangjiang County." Zhang Lun waved his hand nonchalantly and said:
"They are just relying on the family's power."
Prince Jiang?
Zeng Anmin recalled slowly.
He had only been in Liangjiang County for four years with his father. Although he had never met Wang Lin, he had heard of his reputation.
As a student of Confucianism and Taoism, he is less than eighteen, so he is in a state of cultivating one's nature with eight qualities.
He is also considered a person with outstanding talents.
"Isn't it wrong to offend such powerful people?"
Zeng Anmin didn't want to reveal his identity, so he frowned and looked at Zhang Lun.
Hearing this, Zhang Lun frowned.
He looked up at Zeng Anmin, his eyes becoming slightly disappointed:
"Brother Quan Fu, if we, the Confucian and Taoist people, are afraid at the beginning of our cultivation, we will definitely be trapped in our own path in the future!"
As he spoke, his voice became serious:
"Can you bend your waist to serve the powerful? Can't you think clearly?"
After hearing this, Zeng Anmin subconsciously began to feel ashamed.
He never expected that there would be students with such noble character hidden in Shuidu Academy.
"Brother Tongyu misunderstood, but I am not afraid."
Zeng Anmin smiled and shook his head:
"It's just that the guy just said he could help you have a bright future..."
"Haha."
Zhang Lun naturally heard the joke in Zeng Anmin's mouth. He chuckled and said lightly:
"No one helps me to reach the top of the mountain by walking on the snow."
"Although Lun is a scholar, he is only seven feet tall. How can he not achieve a bright future on his own?!"
Zeng Anmin looked at Zhang Lun in front of him in a daze, as if he was seeing a rising star.
"Ashamed, ashamed, I am not as angry as Brother Tongyu."
"What Anmin wants in this life is only half a jug of sake, a thin horse, two acres of farmland, and 300 million idle silver..."
"Haha!!"
Zhang Lun couldn't help laughing.
(End of chapter)