My Lady Is Not A Demon

"You? Are you sure you've heard of it?"

Chen Mu looked at the delicate and charming little girl next to him with a surprised look, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Xiao Xuan'er, your lord is talking about business, don't interrupt!"

Meng Yanqing scolded.

Xiao Xuan'er looked at her mother grievously: "I didn't lie, I've heard this name."

Realizing that this girl might really provide useful information, Chen Mu hurriedly stopped the beautiful woman who wanted to scold again, and said warmly:

"Xiao Xuan'er, where did you hear about it?"

"It's the Academy."

Xiao Xuan'er said with her head tilted while shaking her slender calf. "I heard it by chance when my husband was chatting with others."

gentlemen?

That's Mr. Ruan.

Two days ago, Chen Mu saw this Mr. Ruan playing chess with Gao Yuanchun in the county office.

"Are you sure you heard the name'Blood Moon Peak'?"

Chen Mu asked again.

Xiao Xuan'er pursed her small mouth: "Of course it is."

Obviously, I was a little dissatisfied with Chen Mu and his mother's distrust of her, and then added a line: "I have a good memory."

Chen Mu couldn't help but squeezed the little girl's Qiong nose, and said with a smile:

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect our Xiao Xuan'er to provide clues for solving the case for Big Brother, much better than your stupid Dage."

"Head of the team...I'm so unbearable."

Zhang Awei's face was full of resentment.

Meng Yanqing knocked on his head next to him:

"Still not convinced? Compared to your Little Sister, you are too far behind. Chen Catchhead didn't make a mistake at all, and he knew about getting into trouble all day long."

"..."

Zhang Awei wanted to cry without tears.

How do you feel that they are a family? I feel like an outsider.

"Go to Mr. Ruan to ask tomorrow."

Chen Mu secretly said.

Although it is not yet certain whether this'Blood Moon Peak' has anything to do with the snake demon, at least you can investigate it first.

...

The next morning, the mist filled.

After eating a hearty breakfast made by Qingluo, Chen Mu went straight to the Qin Academy.

As the only public academy in Qingyu County, its teaching quality is still very good, and the teachers invited are mostly knowledgeable people.

There are almost a hundred students in the entire college.

From six to fourteen, there are classes.

Although the Empress Dowager’s sole control of the court has aroused a lot of people’s disgust, but the series of policies promulgated have indeed benefited the people.

The most typical are some reforms in education.

Strengthen the status of women in studying, appropriately lower the entrance threshold of the Imperial College, subsidies for student expenses, and add materials to the knowledge they have learned.

These policies have been implemented and achieved good results.

Under the leadership of Xiao Ya, Chen Mu entered the academy. Just after turning the garden path, he heard a sound of controversy.

I saw in the gallery, Mr. Ruan was discussing something with the other gentlemen.

"This poem is so-so, far worse than that chanting goose. Although there is such a hint of artistic conception, the rhythm of the second half is obviously not matched."

"Brother Jinghao, this poem is indeed inferior to Yong Goose, but it is not as unbearable as you said."

"I'm telling the truth too, if Brother Wenxing doesn't like to listen, then forget it."

"you……"

"Okay, stop arguing between the two of you. It's better to put it in the book pavilion, and let outsiders come to appreciate it together, and you will naturally know whether it is good or bad."

It is Mr. Ruan who is talking.

Hearing that it was going to be displayed in the book pavilion, the man was immediately discouraged.

Helplessly smiled and said: "It's not necessary. Recently, the song "Singing the Goose" has been so popular, and now the publicity is purely self-seeking and boring."

"I agree with Brother Wenxing's remarks. Lao Chu has recently written a lot of poems, but he doesn't have the guts to post them."

"Haha, make your own mind, but you had to post the poem to Mr. Li at the beginning. Now you know that you are suffering."

Faced with the ridicule of colleagues, others also laughed.

Apart from the smile, the heart is also bitter.

In the past, everyone's literary talent was half a catty, and every day they posted their poems to the book pavilion to show off.

But since the "Ying Goose" was publicized, no one had the courage to post it again.

I am really afraid of being compared.

"Chen catches his head."

Seeing Chen Mu's arrival, Mr. Ruan's eyes lit up and he got up with cupped hands.

Others saluted.

As a well-known head catcher in Qingyu County, everyone is no stranger to Chen Mu. When they meet in the street on weekdays, they will nod their heads to greet each other.

"Gentlemen are here, I'm really sorry to disturb you."

Chen Mu apologized for cupped fist.

Mr. Ruan smiled and said: "I'm just waiting for a leisurely chat. Is there anything wrong with Chen catching his head and coming to the college?"

"Yes, there is—"

"and many more!"

At this moment, the gentleman who was called'Lao Li' suddenly remembered something and stared at Chen Mu with a smile: "Chen catches his head, it just so happens that you are here, the old man wants to ask about something."

"Sir, but it's okay to ask."

Chen Mu froze for a moment, then smiled.

Mr. Li said: "A few days ago, Mr. Ruan assigned a question to his students, writing a poem on poultry, and Zhang Jinxuan wrote a poem, you know?"

"I know, it's "Ying Goose"."

Chen Mu nodded.

Mr. Li's eyes were burning: "We asked the girl who wrote this poem, but the girl said you wrote it."

At this time, the others were also staring at Chen Mu.

Faced with the eyes full of eagerness and desire, Chen Mu didn't change his face and shrugged his shoulders: "Mister thinks so."

"We all know that you didn't write this poem."

Mr. Li asked in a calm tone, "But the source of this poem comes from you, so we want to know... where did this poem come from."

Boy, do I just look uneducated like this?

Just deny that I wrote it?

Chen Mu was very upset.

He drew his skin seriously: "Don't hide it from you sirs, this poem is indeed not written by me, but by a Taoist priest."

"Taoist priest?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Chen Mu smiled bitterly: "Yes, about half a month ago, I went to Donglin Township to investigate a case. When I crossed the river, I was crossing the river with a man on the same boat. We chatted for a long time and we were quite agreeable, and the Taoist man chanted. I wrote a few lines of poems and I wrote them down."

After hearing what Chen Mu said, everyone was silent for a long time.

To be honest, they still believed Chen Mu's words, after all, the other party didn't need to bother talking nonsense here.

And so handsome, he doesn't look like a liar child.

Mr. Li asked again: "What is the name of the Taoist priest, does Chen Catou know?"

wipe?

You really believe it.

Chen Mu was a little dumbfounded.

He coughed and made up casually: "The Taoist priest claimed to be--nameless."

nameless!

When everyone heard it, their expressions were different.

For a long time, Old Li stroked the five strands of beard lightly, and said with emotion: "No name...no name... such a transcendent and vulgar person, it is no wonder that he can write such a poem with such an indifferent mood."

Others nodded one after another.

Chen Mu was speechless.

Don’t you all have no IQ?

Sure enough, nerds are best to lie, because they will make up for themselves.

"Chen catches his head..."

Old Li looked expectant, his eyes burning like a torch, "The nameless Taoist, have you ever chanted other poems?"

"This..."

Chen Mu didn't say it at first, but seeing everyone looking forward to it, he rolled his eyes and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

Since these people believe it, it's better to...

He pretended to be thinking hard, and then slapped his head suddenly: "Yes!"

Have! ?

When everyone heard it, their eyes glowed instantly.

It was as if a group of hungry wolves who had seen their prey were waiting to rush forward to dig out the memory in Chen Mu's mind.

"Do you remember Chen Catou?"

Lao Li suppressed his excitement and asked quickly.

"I don't remember many, but there are also a few sentences." Chen Mu smiled sly.

"Read it quickly!"

Someone in the crowd can't wait to urge.

Hurry your horses!

Daddy hasn't figured out which one to copy yet.

Chen Mu rolled his eyes inwardly.

He raised his chin slightly, looking up to the sky at an angle of forty-five degrees, and the afterglow of the morning fell on his face, and he saw some female students in the distance with peach blossoms.

For a while, Chen Mu couldn't think of a suitable copy, so Chen Mu simply released a nuclear bomb.

"I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see those who come after."

"Looking at the leisure of the heavens and the earth, sullenly but tearfully."

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