Although she is in the harem and has the power to assist the sixth house, Nan Yan cannot understand the subtle changes of every person in the harem at every moment.
It's like she knows that people's hearts are changeable, but she can't predict whose heart will change and how it will change.
In a blink of an eye, it was the eve of the grand ceremony.
The night is deep, like a thick black curtain, covering the originally quiet and elegant Zhujian Academy, adding a bit of deep and strange atmosphere here.
In the Heguang room, a solitary lamp is like a bean.
Jian Ruocheng sat at the table, looking at the flickering candle, as if her mood was fluctuating at the moment.
At this time, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door.
A gust of wind blew the candlelight in front of him to shake slightly, also flickering Jian Ruocheng's gaze, he said in a deep voice, "Who?"
"Master, it's me."
Hearing this voice, Jian Ruocheng frowned slightly, got up and went to open the door, and saw a student standing in front of the door holding a candle, it was none other than illness and injury that caused the trouble in Zhujian Academy. The student who caused the disturbance—Qian Xiuwen.
He saluted Jian Ruocheng respectfully: "Master."
Jian Ruocheng said: "Xiuwen? It's so late, what are you doing here?"
"The student saw that the teacher's room was still lit."
"Um?"
"In the past few days, Master has stayed up almost all night."
Jian Ruocheng was silent for a while, and said, "I just can't sleep, come in."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the table to sit down. Qian Xiuwen also walked in, put the candlestick in his hand on the table, and sat down on his knees in a proper manner.
There are two candles on the table, illuminating this elegant house even brighter.
However, facing such two clusters of flames, Jian Ruocheng's eyes were still cold, even dark and dull.
He looked at the student in front of him and said gently, "How is your injury?"
Qian Xiuwen looked down at his wrist. There was still a thick bandage wrapped there, but the pain was no longer there. With the two days of recuperation, he was much better.
"The students are fine," he said.
"Have you ever had this disease before?"
"It happened before, but each time I fainted for a while and then woke up. It wasn't as serious as this time, so the students didn't care about it."
"That's not acceptable. No matter how much you study literature, you can't ignore your body."
"After this time, students know that they will never be sloppy again."
"That's good."
Qian Xiuwen looked at the gloomy look on his face, and said softly: "Master, are you still worried about the grand ceremony that will be held tomorrow, and the students will go to the eulogy?"
Jian Ruocheng was silent for a while, and then said, "Aren't you worried?"
Qian Xiuwen said: "Some brothers are a little bit aggrieved."
"..."
"Especially, they wanted to leave the academy this morning, but were stopped by the guards outside. We seem to be in jail."
"..."
Jian Ruocheng smiled faintly.
There was some helplessness and bitterness in the smile.
The academy was originally supposed to be a free place. These students just came to study and solve their problems, but now, because of him, because of them, they have become "prisoners". It is even possible that in the future, there will be unknown Danger awaits them.
His heart is not without heavy pressure.
However, he looked up at the student in front of him, and found that his pale face due to illness was very calm, so he said, "You don't look very worried."
Qian Xiuwen thought for a while, and said: "In the past, I was very resistant to the affairs of the court, but so many things have happened in the past few days, the students have some ideas and want to talk to the master."
Jian Ruocheng knew that this was his purpose for tonight.
Then he said: "You say."
Qian Xiuwen said: "The son who saved me is actually His Royal Highness King Wei. I heard that he may also be the future prince, isn't it?"
Jian Ruocheng glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's just a possibility."
But I added another sentence in my heart—but this possibility is getting smaller.
Qian Xiuwen said: "His father, the man who came to the academy that day is now His Majesty the Emperor."
"good."
Qian Xiuwen took a deep breath.
Qian Xiuwen said with a complicated expression: "Before, I have been hearing rumors that the emperor was cruel and heartless, and killed King Ning, his own brother; and that he acted perversely and for no reason, and, moreover, he was not a royal family at all, and he was not worthy of inheriting the throne. System."
"Well, what do you think?"
"The student didn't have any contact with him, so I can't tell. But this time, King Wei was framed and harmed me. No matter where this matter is put, it is a big case. In addition, our academy has been publishing criticisms against the court, The remarks that are unfavorable to the emperor, but he did not take action against our academy. This is still very surprising to the students."
"..."
Jian Ruocheng didn't speak.
Qian Xiuwen continued: "Of course, the one who surprised the students the most is King Wei."
"Oh why?"
"Master may not know that before I fell ill, I was listening to my master's advice and went to Gezhu; but my heart was very disturbed, and I still couldn't follow the law. It was his words that made the students suddenly enlightened."
"Oh? What did he say?"
"He told me that bamboo does not change, everything does not change, and the only thing that will change is the human heart."
"People's hearts?"
"Yes, he said, all things are born of the mind."
"..."
"So, what I want to qualify is the bamboo in my heart."
"..."
"I think what he said is right. If the heart does not change, everything will not change; only if the heart is covered with dust, the bamboo will not be the original bamboo."
Hearing these words, Jian Ruocheng's originally silent eyes trembled slightly.
He murmured: "My heart is dusty...?"
For some reason, these words kept stirring in his heart, as if something was surging, but he couldn't tell what it was.
After a long silence, he murmured to himself, "This kid, he's improving so fast."
"Um?"
Qian Xiuwen didn't hear clearly, and raised his head to look at him: "Master, what did you say?"
He shook his head hastily, and said in a disguised way: "It's nothing, you continue."
"oh."
Qian Xiuwen added: "Of course, as a prince, he has better knowledge than us, which is not surprising, but it is not easy for him to see this."
"..."
"However, what the students really didn't expect was that he has such good medical skills that he would desperately come to save me."
"..."
"Master, there are many people studying medicine around us, but most of them do it for their livelihood or to inherit their family education, but His Royal Highness King Wei is obviously not. He took the initiative to study medicine, which means that this person is a very kind person."
"..."
"Students can't help but think, if such a person can inherit the throne and become the emperor of our Great Yan Dynasty, will everything in the future be better?"
"...!"
Jian Ruocheng's eyes flickered slightly with the flickering candlelight.
He said: "You think, it's very long-term."
"..."
"It's rare that your eyes are not only focused on the present. It seems that the study these days has not been in vain."
Qian Xiuwen smiled humbly.
Immediately afterwards, he showed a worried expression and said, "What the students don't understand is Xia Fuxiu."
Jian Ruocheng said, "Oh?"
"He, who is he?"
"..."
"Master, does this academy belong to Master, or to him? Or, does it belong to someone else? Before coming here to study, we never thought about this question, but now, we feel very strange."
"..."
"In retrospect, the master is teaching us literature, and it seems that Xia Fuxiu and his people have been spreading some things about the court all along, and then telling us."
"..."
"And the students heard from other brothers and sisters that this time, Xia Fuxiu even framed the king of Wei for murder. In order to kill people, he even attacked me—"
When he said this, he had a heartbroken expression on his face.
Jian Ruocheng's brows were also frowned into a knot.
Qian Xiuwen took a deep breath, and then said, "Master, who is he? Why did he do this?"
"..."
"What is his purpose in doing this?"
"..."
"Our academy has experienced this incident, what will happen in the future?"
Seeing his serious and worried eyes, Jian Ruocheng sighed lightly, and said, "This is what you are all worried about, right?"
"..."
"You can't sleep because you are also worried about the future of the academy, aren't you?"
Qian Xiuwen nodded slightly.
Jian Ruocheng looked at him for a while, with a faint, imperceptible smile on his face, and said, "You don't have to worry, after this—"
Speaking of this, for some reason, his throat choked.
Qian Xiuwen looked at him in surprise, Jian Ruocheng smiled and said: "Everything will be settled."
"… Yeah?"
"Um."
"That-"
For some reason, although Jian Ruocheng was smiling, Qian Xiuwen still felt a little different emotion from the master, but he had no choice but to get up and bow to him: "Then, the students are bothering you. Master, please rest early."
Jian Ruocheng sat in front of the table and nodded: "Go back early and rest, tomorrow's grand ceremony will be very tiring."
"yes."
Qian Xiuwen turned around and walked out.
Jian Ruocheng didn't move all the time, listening to his footsteps gradually receding, the wind gradually picked up, rustling the bamboo leaves outside, making this originally quiet night look a little restless and flustered.
Just like at this moment, his state of mind.
After an unknown amount of time, he got up slowly, but walked to a very hidden cabinet, opened the cabinet door, took out a box from inside, and then took out a key from a place close to him, and opened it carefully. the box.
The moonlight is cold.
The moonlight shining through the window shone on his blank face, and also shone on the box.
A broken book, and on it, three words clearly——
Note on daily life.