Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

It is true that Xie Daoyun was knowledgeable, courteous, dignified, elegant, and talented in literature. He was the perfect wife for men in the Jin Dynasty. But as Wan Lian said, he is just a sword.

He has no heart of the sword and no heart of the heart.

No matter how much he behaves like a mortal, he still has no heart.

How can an unreal person without a heart know the taste of love and hate?

Who is sentimental and ruthless like? Jiang Chen couldn't remember clearly either.

Maybe it's just that I don't want to remember clearly.

As a result, the idle general's mansion in Beijing became a daily question, "May I ask if Mr. Wanlian is in the mansion?"

"The horses were frightened yesterday..."

"My family is poor. My father died of illness a few days ago. Fortunately..."

"There were thieves on the road a few days ago..."

Everyone said come and repay the favor.

When Xie Daoyun heard the news:...

Xie An knew his niece's thoughts best, so he finally spoke out to dissuade her, "Although he is knowledgeable in civility and martial arts, skilled in six arts, and has a dignified appearance, he sleeps in flowers and willows, attracting bees and butterflies, and he is not a good person."

Soon Xie Daoyun came to say goodbye and said that the headmaster of Nishan Academy invited her to teach.

Everyone went to see him off outside Jiankang City.

Jiang Chen handed over a willow branch and said, "After a long separation, I wonder if the director and all the teachers are in good health. Please thank me, senior sister, for saying hello to us."

Xie Daoyun arched his eyebrows and reached out to take it, "Wen Cai is interested. When the mountain commander wrote, I was thinking about you, the little general." Wen Cai was still young at the time, and soon after he entered school, he was about to be ranked first. Unfortunately, the war happened. , he decided to join the Beifu Army. The mountain chief still regrets it.

Although the literary talent could not leave Beijing to visit in these years, he almost never responded to Nishan Academy's requests. Regarding the imperial court's establishment of an academy, as a military commander, he only occasionally cared about it, but his occasional concern seemed to be much more serious than others who always cared about it.

Xie Yan loaded the baggage into the car for her. Hearing this, he came over and asked, "Has the mountain chief been thinking about me?"

Xie Daoyun thought for a moment, nodded and said seriously, "I think I miss you very much."

Xie Yan took three big steps back, showing great panic, and exclaimed, "Cousin, I will not go back."

Xie Daoyun: "..."

Seeing her helpless expression, Xie Yan let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It would be better if I didn't. It would be fine if I didn't."

"In short, Yan never wants to set foot in the academy again."

He was so playful, which diluted the feeling of parting a little bit.

Wan Lian bowed her hands and said goodbye, calmly as if nothing had ever happened, "Thank you, Miss, for a safe journey."

"I would like to lend you the general's good words."

Xie Daoyun turned around, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and was about to step in. She turned back and looked deeply at Wan Lian, but hesitated, "General Wan Lian, if..." She lowered her eyes and sighed softly, "That's all."

"There's no need to send them far away. Let's all go back."

No need to send it far.

Wan Lian came to see her once and said something to her before leaving. Everyone said that Wan Lian came from a humble background and was not a good match for the daughter of her aristocratic family, but in fact she didn't mind. However, since there is no intention, why should she force it? She really needed some quiet time.

After saying that, he stepped into the carriage and put down the sedan curtain. Everyone bowed and watched as the carriage and guards disappeared at the end of the official road.

Xie Yan led the horse over. When he walked to Wan Lian, he handed him the reins and said, "Let's go."

Wan Lian raised her eyebrows.

"Wen Cai, it will be the third day of March in five days. Yan has made an appointment with some friends for an outing. Are you going this year?"

Jiang Chen got on his horse and stroked the horse's mane, "My father will visit me in the future. I apologize for not being able to go with him."

Xie Yan got on his horse and followed him, complaining, "Why does your father always visit you at this time? It's been five years and nothing has changed."

Jiang Chen said, "Maybe it's fun."

Xie Yan: ...where is the fun?

Nature is not fun.

Governor Ma had a close relationship with Huan Xuan, so it was inevitable that he would come to the capital to visit Huan Mansion.

This matter is considered a secret. No one except a few people knew about it.

Wan Lian once asked him why he helped Ma Junyi cover up his whereabouts if he didn't like Huan Xuan.

Jiang Chen only said, "Interesting."

Quite a perfunctory answer.

There was a turmoil in the temple, and he showed no mercy to Huan Xuan. The emperor had just punished Huan Xuan a few days ago.

Wang Zhuoran was also very satisfied with this. Because at this time of year, literary talents would always turn down invitations from the Xie family and entertain them instead. Xie An made several invitations, but was declined. It can be seen that between Wang and Xie, the literary talent is still biased towards Wang's. So what if I were classmates with Mr. Xie's son and daughter. When it comes to affection, it is natural that they are more affectionate between their elders.

What's more, Xie An is just an old fox. Who knows what his purpose is in arranging his nephew to get close to Wen Cai. If you think about it carefully, you still need to be careful.

This idea caused Xie Daoyun's suggestion that Jiang Chen inspect Nishan Academy to be effectively shelved after his return.

Sima Yao also felt a little embarrassed after hearing Xie An's recommendation of candidates who had completed the character inspection. "I naturally know that he is a fair person. However, bandits have been rampant recently, so it would be a bit difficult for a scholar to go there."

Wang Zhuoran was even more shocked, sighing that Xie An's move had ulterior motives. Jiankang to Nishan was originally not that far away, and two days of round trip was enough. However, as the Holy One said, many of the refugees going south fell into danger and became bandits, and their literary talents were no more than 14. If they encountered... He decisively stood up and agreed, "The Holy One said What you say makes sense. What the Prime Minister said is really inappropriate.”

Although nowadays all the children of aristocratic families love to wear hairpins and powder, regardless of gender. However, Wang Zhuoran's overly grand dress still dazzled Sima Yao. He turned away his eyes, covered his forehead with his hands and said, "What do you mean by my love for you?"

Wang Zhuoran looked around and found no one he could recommend. Thinking that he had also served as the Nishan character examiner a few years ago, he hesitated for less than a second, and then he said with a sudden thought, "Wei Chen will go far away."

He came here just in time to see what tricks Xie An was playing.

The two of them hit it off immediately. Sima Yao stroked his hand and said, "Not bad, not bad. I remember that Aiqing also inspected the character of all the students. It's up to you to decide. It's very suitable for you to do it."

Xie An:……

As soon as Ma Wen left, Wan Lian, as his bodyguard, would definitely not be able to stay in Beijing.

I just want Wan Lian to leave the capital as soon as possible. My niece's proposal is exactly what I want. Wang Zhuoran, why do you come out and interrupt me?

Wang Zhuoran:......

Xie An, an old fox, actually wanted to target Wen Cai, which was really hateful.

Regarding Wang Zhuoran's repeated warning to him to be wary of Xie An, Jiang Chen also expressed his attitude again.

Unfortunately, less than a month had passed since Wang Zhuoran left Jiankang and he was carried back, and the job finally fell to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen and Wan Lian went to visit him and found out that his peach blossom ringworm had recurred again. He was seriously ill and swollen, so he was carried back. Jiang Chen prepared an antidote for him a few years ago, and he should not have done it again. However, the environment in Nishan is relatively hot and humid, and many flowers and plants have been planted. Now it is spring...

Come to think of it...

"Besides, I have a merciless request." Wang Zhuoran was lying on the couch, with red and white spots on his face. He was now very weak.

He suddenly spoke, and Jiang Chen's train of thought stopped for a moment, before he nodded and replied, "Uncle Wang, it's okay to talk."

"Among the students of this class, there is a man named Liang Shanbo. When his uncle was ill, he took care of him. This man was honest and honest, and came from a poor family. However, the students of this class of the academy are a bit tricky, so it is inevitable that they will make things difficult for him. The literary talents are here to take care of me. Take a good look at him. Besides, you are of the same age, so you must be more talkative than the old men in the court."

When Jiang Chen thought about it, the second half of the sentence changed.

Thinking about it, I'm afraid it has something to do with Liang Shanbo.

It's funny to say why their reputation is always reflected by others. He was curious about how high they could reach if they were alone.

Oh, yes. Without people like them to compare, how can we highlight the kindness, simplicity, generosity and humility, unparalleled benevolence, justice and selfless fraternity of the other party?

"...Is it difficult to be a literary talent?"

"No." Jiang Chen bent his eyes and responded to the request as before, "I will remember it in Buddha's name."

Wang Zhuoran's soles suddenly felt cold, and when he looked carefully, he saw in front of him the same child he had seen growing up. He still had a gentle and reassuring smile on his face, and nothing was out of the ordinary.

Ever since he was a child, he seemed to have never been disappointed by the demands made by his elders, no matter how harsh they were.

I guess it will be the same this time, right?

Wang Zhuoran asked himself. He looked at the boy beside the bed, who had grown up as everyone expected, and suddenly couldn't give a definite answer to this question.

Zhilan Yushu is outstanding.

He is indeed enough to make everyone around him proud.

but……

Is he really what they expected?

Is what they all expected to be the same?

An unspeakable fear spread in my heart without warning.

Wang Zhuoran heard him say, "There is a prescription left on the table. Just follow the medicine and you will be cured in ten days." Jiang Chen looked at the prescription that Liang Shanbo was said to have found for Wang Zhuoran. , said calmly, "As for this medicine, that student gave it to me, uncle, keep it as a souvenir."

This made Wang Zhuoran even more suspicious whether he had an old acquaintance with Liang Shanbo. He knew Wencai's memory very well. Having heard these three words Liang Shanbo from his mouth, Wencai would never forget them. But he actually used that student to call him...

An act that wasn't even considered disrespectful.

Putting it on him made him feel a little weird.

Wang Zhuoran laughed to himself. Wen Cai has always been very considerate in etiquette since he was a child, so that even this small oversight on him feels inconsistent and inappropriate? Is it because you are used to a person being polite and considerate, but when he is not considerate, you will be particularly irritated?

Are their requirements for literary talent too strict?

Maybe Wencai really just didn't remember the name?

…

It was claimed that Wan Lian would go to Nishan with him, but this was not the case.

The deadline for Murong Chong is approaching, how can there be no one in the capital?

Anyone who has ever met him knows that he always practices what he preaches.

It is said that if everyone is killed, no one will be left alive.

So, if you give him seven years, it will not be a day more or less.

For ordinary people, seven years is a long time. For Jiang Chen, it only took a moment. What Jiang Chen lacks most is patience.

Nishan Mountain Gate remains unchanged from seven years ago.

The horizontal plaque of Nishan Academy, on the left and right sides respectively, is: "Learning without thinking is a waste, and thinking without learning is peril."

April.

The mountains and rocks are sloping, the trees are lush, and the grass is long and warblers are flying.

Jiang Chen did not alert others in the academy. He came here just to receive orders. In fact, Fangzheng, the inspector, had nothing to welcome him. When it comes to positions, the title of general, viscount and fief that hangs on his name is slightly better than the title of inspector.

If something happened in Beijing, he would not be involved in Jiankang. It seems that Qingjun has never used such a golden excuse.

Thinking about it, he also has a good reputation for being extremely righteous.

All the guards remained at the foot of the mountain. He took two servants and climbed the mountain alone.

Shanzhang Wang Shiyu and his wife came hurriedly. When they saw the young man waiting in front of the door, they vaguely recognized his appearance seven years ago. He lifted his clothes and bowed, "I am here to see Master Fangzheng."

Before they bowed, Jiang Chen had already reached out to help him and Shanzhang's wife up, "Shanzhang has taught and solved doubts for Fo Nian. How dare Fo Nian accept such a great gift?"

Hearing this, Shanzhang was already very relieved and insisted on bowing, saying, "The country comes first and the family comes second. The great gift comes first and the personal feelings come second. Wencai is an envoy from the court today, so he deserves a bow."

Jiang Chen refused to accept it and supported him steadily, "Shanzhang, Madam, please stand up. If Shanzhang doesn't stand up again, Fo Nian can only kneel down to thank you."

Seeing that he was determined, Wang Shiyu had to stand up, "It's been seven years since we last met. How is Wencai doing?"

Jiang Chen answered every question, which really looked like a respectful and polite junior.

When they arrived at the first sage temple of the academy, they also bowed to the statue of Confucius.

The headmaster's wife led him through the corridor, and just as they passed the corner of Jingyizhai, a girl in blue bumped into them head-on. The medicine basket in her hand flew out in an instant.

Jiang Chen picked up the basket with his backhand and took her hand with one hand. Wang Lan was still in shock for a while.

Jiang Chen waited for the person to stand still, then put his hand down and bowed. He knew the identity of the person when he met her, "Miss Wang, how are you?"

Wang Lan was in a panic. When she saw Jiang Chen, she was distracted and stayed for a while. Obviously, she didn't remember his identity. She turned around and saw the headmaster's wife standing next to Jiang Chen. She felt even more uncomfortable. "Mother..." Just as she was about to say something, she turned back and saw that the strange boy was standing quietly and didn't go far. She had to swallow her words back and said hurriedly with red eyes, "Thank you, young master. Mother, Lan'er has something to do, so I'll go back to my room first."

After speaking, before anyone could answer, she snatched the basket from Jiang Chen's hand with one hand, wiped her tears and ran away.

Jiang Chen took his hand back and was silent for a while. The headmaster's wife was a little embarrassed and worried, and said apologetically, "Wencai, please forgive me. Lan'er..."

Of the two sisters, Xiaohui still has a childish mentality, but Lan'er has always been steady and well-behaved. Today, she is out of character. It's really...

Jiang Chen shook his head, "It's okay." He stopped and looked back, "Madam, Miss Wang may have encountered troubles. Madam, point me in the direction, and Fo Nian can go back to her room by herself."

The headmaster's wife was a little moved, but she was in a dilemma, "This, this is not good." Wencai returned to Nishan after many years. As the host, how could she leave him alone? It's not right.

Jiang Chen smiled and acted very considerate, "Madam, you forgot that Fo Nian was also a student of Nishan."

He did not stay here for a long time, but in these years, almost all the new plants and trees in Nishan were created by him. Naturally, there was no shortage of craftsmen who repaired and built, and they handed the drawings to him afterwards. It's not necessarily true that they haven't seen each other for seven years.

Madam thought of Wang Lan, and was worried. She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay. Wencai can go by himself. The master's wife is really worried about her." She pointed to the east, "Go through the Shanzhang Building, which is Qingfeng Hall. The room prepared for you is the second room on the right of Qingfeng Hall. There are several teachers living in it." Seeing the child who has grown up after not seeing him for many years, she couldn't help but feel sad. The students of the academy have grown up, and the teachers of the academy have also grown old and died. There are only a few teachers who taught Wencai's class of students still in Nishan.

Time flies, day and night.

Now, when the students are in class, the teachers of Qingfeng Hall have not returned yet. Ma Jia put the box with luggage on the bedside, moved the flowers and plants in the room out of the room, fetched a basin of clean water, and retreated with Ma Yi.

The young master especially likes cleanliness.

This is well known in the Ma Mansion and the General's Mansion.

As for his room, he has always taken care of it himself, and does not allow others to interfere unless necessary.

Near noon, Qingfeng Hall finally became popular. After Jiang Chen cleaned up the room, he went to visit a few people, and the two of them got to know each other. Among them, he met an acquaintance, Chen Zijun.

This is also part of the reason why Jiang Chen left this place.

It is said that most people in the world are ordinary people who live for the sake of living, and villains are just like gentlemen, and there are very few of them.

Chen Zijun happened to be one of them.

When he passed by Qingfeng Hall, he seemed a little irritable. When he saw Jiang Chen, a "stranger", he was even less happy.

However, he lived in Mingde Garden, which was closer to the back mountain, and was not adjacent to Jiang Chen.

Seeing this, an old gentleman in Qingfeng Hall stroked his beard and snorted, and said to Jiang Chen, "Don't worry about Wencai. A low-ranking scholar who got in through connections, hum. The head of the mountain is the same, and he actually left such a... in Nishan." Although the five words "a useless thing" in the middle were muttered, Jiang Chen has always been sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, so how could he miss it.

Jiang Chen looked at his departing figure, "I wonder what happened?"

When he asked this, the old gentleman seemed to have found someone to confide in, and he told him a lot of things. From the fact that he came to Nishan because of his admiration for the reputation, to the fact that Chen Zijun, who was in charge of the official academy, withheld the wages of the teachers, to the fact that Shu You took an extra dollar from the students this year and pocketed it for himself, and shamelessly took money from the student Wang Lantian to help him cheat in the hunting competition last year...

Jiang Chen:...

To be a person like this is also a realm. However, accepting bribes and withholding wages, if he could have covered it up, it would have been fine, but everyone knew about it...

"I see." Jiang Chen nodded, "Does the headmaster know about this?"

"Chen Zijun is an old friend of the headmaster, and he is good at playing dumb. Without evidence, I'm afraid the headmaster won't believe it." The point is that the deduction is not much. Many teachers can just bear with it. As the first academy, Nishan's remuneration is also better than that of ordinary academies.

"He is simply a scum among scholars."

Finally ended with this sentence.

"What! You...you mean...Yingtai is really a girl?" The headmaster's wife was surprised, and she was somewhat expected.

Connecting her usual behavior that is different from other students in the academy...

The fact that Yingtai is a girl seems to have a traceable trace.

At the beginning of the school, when she heard that the two of them were staying together, why did she show such resistance?

Why did she never take a bath in the bathhouse, and her behavior was not very different from that of ordinary men?

It turned out that it was because she was a girl.

Wang Lan was stunned when she heard this, and asked stupidly, "What? Mother, do you know?"

The headmaster's wife pursed her lips and smiled, "I just have some feelings." She sat up straighter, a little worried, "By the way, no one else knows about this, right?"

This matter must not be spread. If it is spread, the reputation of Nishan will be damaged, but Yingtai is a girl, and she can't stand those idle people's messy speculation.

Wang Lan shook her head, "No."

"It's a serious matter. Xiaohui is taking care of the medical ward now. Mr. Liang has been clamoring to go in to visit. Lan'er found out about this and came to find her mother. But just now..."

"The one just now? That's your most admired hero." The headmaster's wife stood up and smiled, "You should have seen him when you were young."

Wang Lan was at a loss for a while, and her eyes gradually brightened. The discomfort of knowing that Yingtai was a woman dissipated a little, and she wiped her eyes, "Is it Ma Fonian?" Yes, I have seen him and have some impression.

The class of Nishan seven years ago was full of talents.

Xie Daoyun is a well-known talented woman who chants the catkins and a master of calligraphy.

Xie Yan had outstanding military achievements and was a leader of the Northern Army.

Huan Yi was skilled in music and played the zither, with lingering sounds. Whenever he came up with a new song, he would invite guests to discuss it, and the seats were always full.

Li Yi was good at hydrology and astrology, and now he was appointed to the Imperial Censorate, where he made astronomical observations with unparalleled accuracy.

Although Wan Lian did not study in the academy, he was also considered a member of the academy. Now he has been guarding the border for many years, and wherever he goes, the enemy is terrified. He returned to Beijing to report on his work only after the new emperor ascended the throne a few years ago.

Ma Fonian, whose courtesy name is Wencai. He was the most special one in that class. Among all the students, he could not only sing with Huan Yi, but also oppose Xie Daoyun, leave Mount Ni and go directly to the border, and fight side by side with Xie Yan, calmly resolving the difficulties in Shouyang. After the Xiangcheng incident, he designed the Qin-Jin peace talks to divide the five northern tribes. People at the time commented that he was unparalleled in wisdom and strategy.

He was the youngest person in that class. The song "Feng Qiu Huang" was better than his master's, and the stunning song he played with the great musician Heng Yi was widely circulated in Nishan. His father and the teachers who taught him all praised him.

Even after leaving Nishan, he was still able to make plans and change the situation.

When talking about aristocratic families, everyone mentioned Wang and Xie. When talking about talents, Buddhist thoughts would not be omitted. Wang Lan's impression of him was not only from rumors. Many medical books such as Su Wen Ling Ji in the library had annotations written by him. His words were clear and his insights were profound. Rumor has it that he ignored the lives of the people in Xiangcheng, but Wang Lan did not think that a person who was obsessed with medical books and learned to save the dying and the wounded would be cold-blooded. She would rather believe another version of the story, that is, the people in Xiangcheng had been rescued long ago.

From childhood to adulthood, I heard countless rumors about him in the academy, but I never thought that I would meet him just now. It is hard to imagine that he would be such a young man. A son of an aristocratic family, gentle and elegant, without the slightest trace of dust and blood.

"Yes."

"He..."

The headmaster's wife rubbed her forehead, recovered and grasped a key point, "Lan'er, you said Liang Shanbo has been making a fuss to go in?"

As if a basin of cold water was poured over her head, Wang Lan immediately realized that the most important thing at the moment was not the authenticity of Ma Fonian, but the identity of Zhu Yingtai.

The author has something to say: Ma Jia: Hello everyone, I am Ma Jia.

Ma Yi: Hello everyone, I am Ma Yi.

Ma Jia \u0026 Ma Yi: Hello everyone, we still have Bing Ding Wu Ji Geng Xin Ren Gui behind us. The name was given by Wan Lian, I'm not lying to you.

Wan Lian: Only ghosts would give such a name.

Jiang Chen: (smiles).

Wan Lian: I am a ghost. I am a ghost.