Chapter 299

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and everything is quiet.

With a faint candle in his right hand, Weici walked silently through the corridor.

The moonlight pulled his shadow long and reflected it on the door.

"Master?"

Wei CI stepped down and saw a figure sitting in front of him.

Mr. Yuanjing tilted his head and raised his hand to Wei CI. "Zixiao, come to be a teacher."

Seeing the cloak on Mr. Yuanjing's shoulder, Weici came forward and sat next to each other, putting the lamp aside.

"How long has master been waiting here?"

Weici knew that Mr. Yuanjing was waiting for himself without asking.

"It doesn't matter." Mr. Yuanjing said faintly, with a faint smile, "Zixiao is not a reckless person. I heard what Youmo and Shaoyin said about today's evaluation. You won't even do it when you were three or five years old."

Wei Ci's face was slightly red, and he bowed his head to admit his mistake. "I know my mistake, and please punish me."

Mr. Yuanjing shook his head and asked him, "why punish? As a teacher, I don't think you did anything wrong. On the contrary, you played very well."

It's not that he killed someone. The scholar's move is indeed too much. Who doesn't get angry?

Mr. Yuanjing went on and on, "I didn't come here today to scold you. I just wanted to tell you that it's OK to be more casual. You're too serious and have a heavy mind. You like to hide everything from everyone alone. To be vulgar, others are not roundworms in your stomach. How can you know what you think?"

Weici kept silent and hung his head. He didn't know if he listened.

Mr. Yuanjing beat his paralyzed leg with his hand and said casually, "there are some words you want to say."

"Disciple... I dare not say."

Weici had a lot to say, but he turned to his mouth and made a circle, but he couldn't say anything.

Mr. Yuanjing smiled, "filial piety, there are many taboos for planners. One of them is not to guess the meaning of others with your own heart. As a teacher, I know why you dare not say it, because you already have an answer in your heart, so there is no need to say it. Is that so?"

Weici remained silent.

Mr. Yuanjing smiled helplessly. "As a teacher, I don't deny your ability to plot people's hearts, but if you are the only one, I'm afraid you will miscalculate."

Although Mr. Yuanjing didn't name the person whose surname was Tao, Wei CI had some tacit understanding with the teacher. He was clear in his heart.

"Only by thoroughly understanding can we do nothing." Mr. Yuanjing nuzui at Wei Ci and joked, "if you look down and don't see her in the future, you may lose the bottom faster if you treat her with the prejudice of the past. The past is like smoke and cloud passing away, you should also observe everything around you with a new attitude and don't be blinded by the past. If you can't do this, you should lose or lose, and you will lose even worse."

Wei CI finally changed his expression and looked at Yuan Jing with a little shock and evasion.

Mr. Yuanjing said with a low smile, "the old man is old. These eyes are not blind."

After a long time, Weici broke the silence.

"Master, I want to leave for a few days."

Mr. Yuanjing said, "because you want to escape?"

Wei CI shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "if the disciple is so timid and can't face the reality, he moved to zhongzhao with his people early, why bother to stay in Langya and come to Shangjing? It's an accident to meet that one. The disciple is not unacceptable, but when he sees her in her teens, he is not firm, but a little confused. It seems that... The disciple has never known her."

When he opened the chatterbox, Wei Ci, who had always been silent, was like a child, pouring out his thoughts that had been squeezed for a long time in front of the deep mirror.

Mr. Yuanjing always plays the role of listener.

He vaguely guessed the experience of Weici, but he didn't expect that so many contradictions and pain were squeezed in the child's heart.

"If you feel uncomfortable, it's better to leave for some time and sort out your thoughts." Mr. Yuanjing said so.

Wei CI shook his head and said, "with the guidance of master, disciple... Now there is nothing to worry about, and master doesn't need to worry about. Now I see that many things are different and people are different, especially her... Master is right. If you continue to be bound by the memory of the past, I'm afraid you'll live worse than in the past."

His goal is to remain famous in history, to be an honest schemer, not to be so unbearable.

Being teased and criticized by later generations has become a stain on her.

Once he felt that the former made him painful, but when the sword pierced his throat, he suddenly realized that the latter was even more unacceptable to him.

Mr. Yuanjing looked at Wei CI for a long time and sighed, "if you can think so, it's best to get acquainted again. The old people also have a new look."

Wei CI secretly clenched his fist, "I understand."

In another place, Liu she returned to Fengfu in a carriage with fatigue.

The ranking of the evaluation has been arranged. He copied a copy of the list, stored it in the letter book, painted it and presented it to the emperor. As for whether the other party can see it or not, he can't intervene.

The release time is three days later. The end of the release is qionglin banquet. As the chief examiner, he will appear.

After that, there was basically nothing about him.

The courtyard of the guest room was brightly lit. Liu she saw the maid beside her daughter stepping on the snow and waiting at the gate of the courtyard with a lamp.

"Lanting didn't come back tonight?" He folded his cloak to ward off the cold wind from the outside.

Stepping on the snow, Liu she returned with a happy face and went forward.

"If you report back to the master, I have received your husband's order and am waiting for you here."

Liu she frowned and said, "what's the matter with Lanting looking for me?"

Liu she has always attached great importance to this girl. The other party must have something important to find him. She can't delay it.

"Mr. Lang didn't say, but asked the slave to tell the master that Mr. Lang is waiting in your room."

Liu she nodded as she walked, wondering what her daughter wanted from him.

At the door of the room, a lamp was lit in the room. Jiang Pengji looked at some books in the candlelight.

"Father." Hearing the news, Jiang Pengji looked up.

"Listen to treading snow, what are you looking for me?"

Liu she hurriedly closed the door to prevent the cold wind from dissipating the heat in the room.

"Hasn't my father handed over his official note yet?" Asked Jiang Pengji.

"Of course not. I'm going to hand it over after the qionglin banquet." Liu she sat opposite Jiang Pengji and saw that what she held in her hand was a map of Kun. "What good advice does Lanting have?"

"My father wants to be a rich man, but my son is unfilial. I dare to ask my father to work harder for a while."

Liu she raised her eyebrows. "Don't you pass the fold?"

Jiang Pengji shook her head and whispered, "not so. My son wants my father to try his best to win Chongzhou."

Chongzhou?

Liu she turned her mind and understood, "take the opportunity to garrison troops?"

Jiang Pengji said, "not only that, but also several other purposes."