Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Wang Shouren left.

Walking alone on the streets of the capital, his expression was still as calm as ever, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

It is now Xu hour, which is around seven o'clock in the evening. At this time, there are already very few people on the streets in the entire capital, because the curfew will soon be implemented.

When it was past seven o'clock or almost eight o'clock, which was the first three o'clock of Xu Shi, the night ban was implemented. Everyone went home obediently and was prohibited from going out.

Except for the watchmen and the guards patrolling the streets, no one else is allowed on the street.

Of course, being outside the law is nothing more than a favor. If someone in your family is sick, your wife is about to give birth, or someone dies, etc., you can go out at night if you have legitimate reasons.

But if it is discovered that you are just out for a walk late at night, and your identity is not a high-ranking official who cannot be offended, then I'm sorry, I will give you a fine of forty immediately.

Wang Shouren was kicked out of his home by his own father. He had no legitimate reason, no night pass, and he was not a high-ranking official.

But he didn't want to be whipped, so he had to find a place to stay quickly.

But the problem came again. He came out in a hurry and had no money with him, not even broken silver.

I'm still hungry now.

Looking at the few scattered people in the capital walking home around him, Wang Shouren couldn't help but speed up his pace, and continued on his way with his head buried in the ground.

At this time, his father finally sat in the study and had enough crying. He wiped away his tears, randomly pulled out a few pieces of clean rice paper to blow his nose, and then walked out tremblingly with red eyes open.

As soon as he reached the door, he paused and stared down at a ball of paper on the ground for a long time. Finally, he leaned over and picked it up, then crumpled it and unfolded it.

At three o'clock in the morning, a dusk drum sounded, and the sound echoed in the streets and alleys, seeming far away.

Zhao Yuerong stepped on the chair, leaned against the window and looked out for a while, then turned around and said, "Mr., the curfew is over."

"Um."

Xia Yuan was writing at the table while he was working on a manuscript. He hummed when he heard this, and then said in a serious tone: "Hurry up and put your head back, be careful not to let the patrolman see you and arrest you."

"Husband is lying again. As long as you don't go out, you'll be fine." Zhao Yuerong said, but he still quickly retracted his head, got down from the chair, and did not dare to lean by the window to poke his head.

"What do you mean, when did I ever lie to you?"

Speaking of this, Xia Yuan thought of something, "Do you think what I told you today, that there are no gods or bodhisattvas in the world, is a lie?"

"No, I trust my husband."

Zhao Yuerong shook his head and continued with a small mouth: "But I heard people say that those number one scholars are all Wenqu stars in the sky who have descended to earth. When your husband gets the number one prize, he will be a god."

"That's nonsense. Don't even think about it. The number one scholar comes up every three years. How many Wenqu stars in the sky are needed?"

Zhao Yuerong thought about it and said, "Maybe there are many."

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Xia Yuan didn't want to pay attention to her anymore. He was young and drugged, so he waved his hand and said, "Go, go to bed."

Just as he was talking, the door was suddenly knocked three times, causing him to stop talking.

And as the knock on the door rang, Xia Yuan didn't know why, but there was an inexplicable knock in his heart, and he had a bad feeling.

"Bang bang bang."

At this time, the knock on the door rang three more times. The sound was neither loud nor quiet, and the intervals were neither slow nor urgent. This showed that the person who knocked on the door was of a steady character, but there was nothing else except the knock on the door.

According to the rules at the moment, you must have a registration number when knocking on the door. If someone comes to visit, I'm sorry to bother you. Please forgive me.

But the person who knocked on the door did not speak. This shows that the person who knocked on the door was mute.

"Husband, who is outside?" Zhao Yuerong asked in a low voice.

"I don't know either. You go to the back room first and I'll go take a look." After saying that, Xia Yuan stood up and walked over to open the door. After seeing the person clearly, he looked confused and couldn't help but open his eyes.

Big.

"you"

Wang Shouren's face was unusually calm, and he cupped his hands towards him: "Mr. Xia, my father kicked me out of the house."

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Xia Yuan was still a little confused, and after a while he asked: "No, why didn't you say anything when I knocked on the door just now?"

"I'm afraid that if I give my name, the gentleman will not open the door for me."

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Xia Yuan was silent. What image did he have in this guy's mind?

Then he couldn't help but think about it, and then realized that if this guy really knocked on the door and announced his name, he would definitely remain silent and pretend to be absent.

Well, you're really good at judging people, and you're so clever.

"How could I not open the door for you? I am definitely welcoming your arrival. Really, I'm not going to lie." He laughed, patted Wang Shouren on the shoulder with a dry smile, "Oh, by the way, what did you just say?

Tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I was kicked out of the house by my father."

Wang Shouren's face was still calm, and Xia Yuan was silent again. He stared at Saint Wang's face for a long time, and finally saw some intention in it. He couldn't help but frown and asked: "So, you... want me to take you in, and then

Live here with me?"

"No, I came here to become my teacher."

"Oh, that's good." Xia Yuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but he reacted the next second,

"Wait a minute, what do you say!"

He was so startled that he almost jumped up on the spot, and his voice rose an octave higher. Even Zhao Yuerong couldn't help but lift the curtain and poke his little head out to take a peek.

"The student is here to become my teacher."

After saying that, Wang Shouren straightened his clothes, bowed deeply to Xia Yuan, and said word by word: "Student Wang Shouren is willing to accept you as your teacher, and I also hope that you will accept your disciples as disciples!"

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Xia Yuan said nothing because he was already stunned.
Chapter completed!