At this moment, they inadvertently turned their heads and saw a person standing on the side of the path.
It was a person who looked like a student, also wearing the same off-white gown as the quilter, with a square scarf wrapped around his hair, but he didn't go out like other students, but stood in front of a clump of bamboo.
Zhu Chengxuan said: "Let's go ask him."
After finishing speaking, he walked over there with Li Bushang.
Getting closer and closer, I saw that the student was staring at the clump of bamboo in a daze, and kept murmuring—
"Check things, check things... But this bamboo, how to check it?"
There were also some students passing by around, seeing him like this, everyone talked a lot—
"Look at that idiot, he's gridding bamboo again."
"One word from the master will make him bewitched."
"What's so good about bamboo."
"That's right, the world is in chaos now, what's the use of reading dead books? We still need to discuss more about current affairs."
…
The man was so engrossed in his thoughts that he turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the people around him, and he didn't even notice that Zhu Chengxuan and the others were approaching.
After all the people around had left, Zhu Chengxuan stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Brother."
"..."
The man suddenly heard someone talking, startled, and turned his head to look at him.
This person was probably in his early twenties, and he looked very thin. His gray clothes were put on him, as if hanging on a bamboo pole. His brows were tightly furrowed, his face was flushed, and he looked very troubled.
He looked at Zhu Chengxuan with a dull expression: "You, call me?"
Zhu Chengxuan said: "Excuse me, brother, I'm here to observe Zhujian Academy."
"Watch..."
"Yes, I would like to ask, where is the master in your academy?"
"Master?"
Hearing these two words, the man was stunned for a moment, and then murmured: "Master, Master asked me to check things, but how should I check this bamboo? How should I check it?"
He murmured, turned his head away again, and became troubled at the clump of bamboo.
Zhu Chengxuan was a little embarrassed.
And Li Bushang, who was standing behind him, knew immediately when he saw this situation that this was a nerd who was too stupid to study.
Impatiently, he wanted to look around, but he saw Zhu Chengxuan quietly guarding the man's side, listening to him muttering to himself for a while, and suddenly said: "Brother, your master asked you to do bamboo work, you Did something happen?"
The man's eyes became more and more confused, his face was flushed, and the sweat dripped down from his forehead one by one.
He said: "I, I can't stand it. This bamboo is just like this. I've seen it for a few days, and it's always like this. It doesn't change. How can I stand it?"
Zhu Chengxuan thought for a while and said, "Of course the bamboo will not change."
The man turned to look at him and said, "What did you say?"
Zhu Chengxuan said: "I said, the bamboo is here, it is here, it is like this, no matter how many people look at it, it should be what it should be, or what it should be. Brother, you only judge this bamboo in this way, is it wrong?" Something happened."
Hearing what he said, the man frowned into a knot.
Said: "Then tell me, what should I do? How should I clean this bamboo?"
Zhu Chengxuan thought for a while, took two steps around the clump of bamboo, and said, "Bamboo doesn't change, everything doesn't change, and the only thing that will change is the human heart."
"People's hearts?"
"Yes, all things are born of the heart."
"..."
"Brother, what you want to distinguish is the bamboo in your heart."
"In my heart, bamboo?"
The man murmured several times, then suddenly his eyes lit up, he raised his head and said to Zhu Chengxuan: "You are right, you are right, everything will not change if the heart does not change; only when the heart is covered with dust, can the bamboo grow." Not the original bamboo! You are so right!"
When he was happy, he grabbed Zhu Chengxuan's hand and shook it vigorously: "That's it! That's it!"
Zhu Chengxuan was also frightened by this person's sudden enthusiasm, he didn't know what he said was right, in fact, it was just to strike up a conversation with him.
Seeing that this person opened his mouth, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Brother, I have something to ask, I—"
But only halfway through his words, he suddenly felt that the hands holding his own froze.
Immediately afterwards, the face of the student in front of him suddenly turned red, his eyes were straightened, sweat kept coming out like beads of broken thread, and his whole body twitched.
Zhu Chengxuan was frightened by him, and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly fell on his back.
"Brother!"
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The imperial concubine's carriage arrived at the gate of the Si family.
Because Eunuch Yu had sent someone to give orders early on, the Si family had already made preparations. From a distance, Nan Yan saw Gu Tingchun at the door with a kind of servant to greet him.
Beside her, there seemed to be a familiar figure.
At this time, the carriage stopped at the door.
Ran Xiaoyu immediately got out of the carriage, supported Nan Yan and walked down. As soon as her feet landed, she heard the people in front kneeling down and saying in unison: "Welcome to the imperial concubine."
Nan Yan raised her head and said calmly, "Get up."
Because she just wanted to come back temporarily to take a look, so she didn't make this matter a big deal, there was no ostentation for family visits, and there was no complete martial law on this street, but the Si family didn't dare to be sloppy after all, and they still sent their family members to the elders. The two sides of the street are guarded, and no one is allowed to pass by.
Therefore, it is very quiet here, and there are no other people watching.
Gu Tingchun led a group of people to kowtow and salute, and then slowly got up: "Thank you, Concubine Gui."
Probably after standing for a long time, Gu Tingchun was a little dizzy when she got up, and the people around her hurriedly supported her and said, "Mom, are you okay?"
Nan Yan turned his head and took a look.
The one who supported Gu Tingchun was none other than the elder sister who "made a big contribution" when she was canonized as the imperial concubine—Si Mulan.
Before, when her old grandmother passed away and she came back to express her condolences, Gu Tingchun begged her to release Simu Lan. Although she still had some discord in her heart, she also considered that she wanted to reconcile with the members of the Si family, so there was no need to "kill them all" , So after a while, I thought of a way to release Simulan from the Clothes Bureau. Of course, the release was just a word from her, and she never came to see Simulan.
I haven't seen her for so long, but it's no different from before.
Even that domineering gaze hasn't changed much.
Of course, it is impossible to remain completely unchanged. For example, the hands she held on to Gu Tingchun, Nan Yan remembered that she was pampered since she was a child, and she was covered with fine skin and tender flesh, but these hands now look very rough, even a little Old scars.
Obviously, those days in Huanyi Bureau were not in vain.
Probably because of this, when she looked at herself, there was uncontrollable resentment and jealousy in the twinkling light in her eyes.