The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 301 Chapter 301: Three Years of Langya (1)

Yuelang is thin, and everything is quiet.

With a faint candlelight in his right hand, Wei Ci walked silently through the corridor.

The moonlight stretched his shadow over the door, and reflected it on the lintel.

"Master?"

Wei Ci stepped forward and saw a figure sitting in front of him.

Mr. Yuan Jing tilted his head and raised his hand at Wei Ci. "Zi Xiao, here is the teacher."

Looking at the clothes worn on the shoulders of Mr. Yuan Jing, Wei Ci stepped forward and sat next to each other, setting the lamp aside.

"How long has Master been waiting here?"

Wei Ci knew that Mr. Yuan Jing was waiting for himself without asking.

"It's not important." Mr. Yuan Jing said lightly, with a faint smile, "Zi Xiao is not a reckless person. Today's appraisal was silent for the teacher, and they spoke quietly. They beat people with books. , This will not be done even when you are three or five years old. "

Wei Ci blushed and confessed his mistakes. "The child knows the mistake and asks Master to punish him."

Mr. Yuan Jing shook his head and asked him, "Why is it punished? As a teacher, I don't think you did something wrong. Instead, you played well."

It wasn't that they killed someone, and that scholar's move was indeed excessive.

Mr. Yuan Jing said bluntly, "I ’m here to teach you today, not to blame you. I just want to tell you, but it ’s okay to be casual. You are too serious, have a heavy heart, and you like to dress up In the stomach, I hide all people by myself. Say something tacky, and the other person is not the tapeworm in your stomach. How can you know what you think? "

Wei Ci remained silent, bowed his head, and did not know if he had heard it.

Mr. Yuan Jing scratched his paralyzed leg with his hand, and said casually, "Some words, say what you want."

"Tuer ... dare not say."

Wei Ci had a lot to say, but he turned around and made a circle, but he couldn't say anything.

Mr. Yuan Jing smiled, "Zi Xiao, the planner is very taboo. One of them is not to judge others with your own heart. The teacher knows why you dare not say that, because what you see, you already have it in your heart. Answer, so there is no need to say, is it so? "

Wei Ci remained silent.

Mr. Yuan Jing smiled helplessly, "As a teacher, I don't deny your ability to calculate human heart, but only one person, I am afraid you will miscalculate."

Although Mr. Yuan Jing did not name who the surname was, Wei Ci and the teacher had some tacit understanding, and his heart was clear.

"Only by knowing it thoroughly can we do nothing." Mr. Yuan Jing nodded to Wei Ci, yelled, "In the future, if you look down and you don't see your head, see you. If you treat her with past prejudices, I'm afraid it will leak faster .As the past disappears, you should also observe everything around you with a new mentality. Don't be blinded by the past. If you can't do this, you should still lose, and lose even more. "

Wei Ci finally had a change of expression, looking towards Yuan Jing's eyes with a little shock and dodge.

Mr. Yuan Jing smiled lowly, "The old man is old, but these eyes are not blind."

After a long time, Wei Ci broke the silence by speaking out.

"Master, the disciples want to leave for a few days."

Mr. Yuan Jing said, "Because you want to escape?"

Wei Ci shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If the disciples are so timid and unable to face the reality, they have moved to Zhongli early with the clan, why stay in Langya and come to Shangjing again? It was an accident to meet that one. The child is not unacceptable. It is just that when she saw her ten-year-old, not only was she not firm in her heart, but she was a little confused, as if ... the child never knew her. "

Opening the box, Wei Ci, who has always been taciturn, is like a child, pouring out his long squeezed heart in front of Yuan Jing.

Mr. Yuan Jing always plays the role of listener.

He vaguely guessed Wei Ci's experience, but never thought that the child had squeezed so many contradictions and pain.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just leave for a while and sort out your thoughts," said Mr. Yuan Jing.

Wei Ci shook his head and said, "There ’s a master to enlighten, the disciple ... It's okay now, and there is no need to worry about it. Now, at first glance, many things are different and people are different, especially her ... Master is right, If I continue to be entangled in the memories of the past, I am afraid that my life will be worse than in the past. "

His goal is to stay in the history, as a dignified plotter, not as awkward.

She was ridiculed by posterity, and it became a stain on her.

He once felt that the former caused him pain, but when the sword pierced his throat, he suddenly realized that the latter made him even more unacceptable.

Mr. Yuan Jing looked at Wei Ci for a long time, and sighed, "You can think of the best like this, get to know each other again, and the old man has a new look."

Wei Ci clenched his fist secretly, "Tuer understands."

In another place, Liu Ye was tired, and returned to Fengfu in a carriage.

The rankings for this evaluation have been arranged. He copied the list, stored it in a letterfold, painted it with fire, and presented it to the emperor. As the other party couldn't see it, it was not that he could intervene.

Three days after the release, the end of the release is the Qiong Lin feast, as the chief assessor, he will appear.

After that, there was almost nothing for him.

The courtyard of the guest room was brightly lit, and Liu Ye saw the maid next to her girl stepping on the snow, holding a lamp, waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

"Lanting didn't come back tonight?" He closed his clothes and blocked the cold wind outside.

Ta Xue saw Liu Yan return, with a happy face, and walked forward.

"If you return to Master, you have been ordered by Lang Jun to await you here."

Liu frowned and said, "What's going on in Lanting?"

For this girl, Liu Ye has always valued him, and the other party must have something important with him, and he should not delay.

"Lang Jun never said, just let the slave tell the master, Lang Jun is waiting in your room."

Liu Ye nodded as he walked, guessing in his heart what the girl was looking for him.

At the door of the room, the room turned on a light, and Jiang Yanji looked at what books under the candlelight.

"Father." Jiang Yanji looked up when he heard the movement.

"Listening to Taxue, are you asking me something?"

Liu Yan quickly closed the door of the room to prevent the cold wind from dispersing the heat in the room.

"I haven't handed in my father's official account?" Jiang Yanji asked.

"Naturally, I plan to wait until the Qiong Lin feast before handing it over." Liu Yan sat across from Jiang Yanji and saw that she had a Kun map in her hand. "Any suggestions for Lanting?"

"My father wanted to be a rich man, but he was not filial, so he dared to ask his father to work hard for a while."

Liu Yan raised his eyebrows. "Don't give a pass?"

Jiang Yanji shook his head and whispered in a low voice, "Not so, I want my father to do his best to win Chongzhou."

Chongzhou?

Liu Min turned his thoughts and understood a little, "Take advantage of the opportunity?"

Jiang Yanji said, "Not only that, but also several other purposes."

(End of this chapter)