After traveling through time with the original god, I became a popular person

Chapter 187 1 Eye Ten Thousand Years

After being sucked in, Ling Chen found himself dressed as a scholar. But there was no trace of Jiang Jiao around. After some deduction.

Ling Chen vaguely sensed something.

In the following time, he read all the books here. This is the fastest way to see Jiang Jiao so far.

Soon Ling Chen faced this year's spring examination.

He won this year's No. 1 pick with a landslide victory.

Today, the sun is shining brightly, and the breeze is blowing, bringing a little warmth and freshness that is unique to spring. The top scholar is riding a fine horse, walking in the city in high spirits. The sound of horse hooves echoes through the long street, like a song of victory, which makes people feel excited.

Everywhere you look, you can see bustling and bustling scenes. The city is bustling with people, and all kinds of sounds interweave together to form a unique symphony.

The streets and alleys are filled with a strong atmosphere of life. People are either busy or leisurely, each performing their own stories.

The streets were bustling with activity. Riding a tall horse, Ling Chen, wearing a top scholar's red robe, was handsome and extraordinary, with high spirits in his eyes.

Jiang Jiao was also mixed in the crowd. She looked around curiously, wanting to catch a glimpse of the top scholar.

When Ling Chen appeared in her sight, Jiang Jiao's heart skipped a beat. It was as if an invisible line was drawing her eyes to Ling Chen.

Such a familiar feeling.

Ling Chen also spotted the beautiful Jiang Jiao in the crowd. Her eyes were as bright as stars, flashing a unique light.

The moment their eyes met, time seemed to freeze and the noise around them seemed to fade away.

Finally found.

The corners of Ling Chen's mouth unconsciously lifted slightly, and an indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes.

As they looked at each other, Jiang Jiao's cheeks flushed instantly, and she lowered her head shyly, but she couldn't help but raise her eyes again to look at Ling Chen.

Their eyes met again and again, each time with a subtle ambiguity. Although they did not speak to each other, the passion and attachment in their eyes seemed to speak a thousand words.

Jiang Yang saw his sister staring at the number one scholar. Suddenly he felt like his cabbages were being eaten by pigs.

There was nothing to like about it. He had no choice but to pull Jiang Jiao along.

"Sister, didn't you say you wanted to go listen to Mr. Yiming's storytelling? Let's go."

Jiang Jiao came back to her senses. "Okay, let's go quickly. Otherwise there won't be any seats left."

Then he took Jiang Yang and left.

Ling Chen watched them leave. Let's continue today's tour. We'll see each other soon. Wait for me. Ling Chen thought to himself.

In the bustling streets and alleys, there is a unique teahouse.

This teahouse is not very eye-catching, but it attracts the attention of many passers-by because of the cheers coming from inside.

Jiang Jiao and Jiang Yang walked into the teahouse together and found a quiet corner to sit down. At this time, Mr. Yiming on the stage had just finished a wonderful storytelling performance.

He was standing up to thank the audience and their generous donations.

The flood of tips showed that Mr. Yiming's excellent storytelling skills were still as strong as ever. The audience expressed their love for him with warm applause and cheers.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiao generously threw out a heavy silver ingot, and at the same time shouted loudly, asking Mr. Yiming to give another speech.

Her voice was clear and pleasant, which was particularly eye-catching in the noisy teahouse.

Mr. Yiming smiled and nodded in agreement, saying that he would start the next storytelling performance as soon as possible.

As a big customer of the teahouse, Jiang Jiao was given the right to order.

Jiang Jiao wanted to hear about General Jing Yan's deeds which she hadn't finished hearing last time, so she ordered another storytelling performance.

As the wooden board fell with a "bang", the storyteller immediately became energetic and began to tell the story vividly:

“Continuing from the last chapter, it is said that General Jing Yan was murdered by a traitor and was hit by stray arrows, but he still led the remaining 3,000 soldiers to resist tenaciously and was forced to be trapped in Liaocheng.

At this time, the enemy troops were pouring in like a tide and surrounded Liaocheng. The situation was extremely critical.

However, General Jingyan showed no fear. He stepped forward and rushed into the enemy camp alone, fighting bravely against ten enemies at once.

He was tall and mighty, like a god of war; his face was cold and resolute, which made people intimidated; in his hand, he wielded an extremely huge sword of creation, and every time he swung the sword, he carried an unparalleled momentum. Wherever the sword passed, the enemies fell to the ground and died.

General Jingyan's mighty and heroic appearance frightened the enemy troops so much that they fled in panic.

From then on, whenever children in the enemy country heard the name of General Jingyan, they would be too scared to cry. There was even a nursery rhyme that spread like wildfire:

General Jingyan is eight feet tall.

The green face and fangs frightened the enemy.

Holding the giant sword of the sky, he is invincible.

Defending the country is a great honor to the world! ..."

After listening to Mr. Yiming’s storytelling, Jiang Jiao took Jiang Yang to the night market.

Jiang Yang was still chattering: "Wonderful, really wonderful. A real man should be like this. He can stop a child from crying at night. General Jing Yan is worthy of being the pillar of my Dayu country.

Sister, do you think I have a chance to become General Jingyan's disciple? ...Ah! Sister, you stole my candied haws again. Ah, sister, you are so annoying. "

Jiang Jiao ran forward while laughing, and the two of them walked home playing and laughing.

After returning to the palace, before the two had time to catch their breath, they saw Xiao Anzi beside his father looking for them anxiously.

Xiao Anzi saw them from afar and ran towards them like a gust of wind.

"Oh my goodness! My two little ancestors, you are finally back! If you had come back a little later, I would have had to send out the Royal Guards to look for you!"

Jiang Jiao asked in confusion: "What's the hurry?"

How could Xiao Anzi not be anxious! His Majesty was busy with affairs during this period and had no time to teach the two little ancestors to read, so he let them study on their own. Who knew that the two little brats actually took the opportunity to sneak out to play!

Now, when His Majesty wanted to summon them, he found that no one was there. Xiao Anzi, as a servant, was naturally not free from responsibility and would definitely be punished!

Xiao Anzi hurriedly said, "His Majesty is waiting for you two in the imperial study. He has been waiting for a whole incense stick of time!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jiao and Jiang Yang couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. They prayed secretly, hoping that their father would not blame them for skipping school to go out and play, and would not punish them to copy books. So, the two hurriedly followed Xiao Anzi and trotted all the way to the imperial study.

As soon as they entered the imperial study, a memorial was thrown at them. The two took a deep breath. Knowing their father's temper, they admitted their mistakes very quickly.

Quickly slide down and admit your mistake.

"Father, we were wrong." They said in unison.

The emperor rubbed his swollen forehead and sighed. What could he do? My own child, my own child, my own child...

"I'll make you remember this today. If you make the same mistake again, you will be punished for both crimes. Come here quickly. I'll find a teacher for you."