Later, Wei WuXian thought about it, he and Lan WangJi didn't have a good relationship, and tracing back to the origin, probably started from the three months when he and Jiang Cheng came to Gusu Lan to study with him when he was fifteen years old.
The Gusu Lan Clan has a highly respected senior Lan Qiren, who is recognized in the aristocratic family as having three major characteristics: pedantic, stubborn, strict teachers and high apprentices. Although the first two points made many people stay away from him and even secretly hate him, the last one made them sharpen their heads and want to send their children to him for education. He has brought out a lot of outstanding Lan family children, and he has raised them in his church for a year or two. Even if the shit is useless when he goes in, he usually looks like a dog when he comes out. At least the appearance and etiquette are far from before. In comparison, how many parents were so excited when they brought their sons back to tears.
In this regard, Wei Wuxian said: "Am I not enough to look like a dog now?"
Jiang Cheng said very farsightedly: "You will definitely become a humiliating part of his teaching career."
Back then, in addition to the Yunmengjiang Clan, there were many other clan sons, all of whom were sent by their parents to study in their name. These young masters are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there are frequent contacts between the aristocratic families, not to mention closeness, at least they are familiar. Everyone knows that although Wei Wuxian is not Jiang's surname, he is the old son and chief disciple of Jiang Fengmian, the head of the Yunmeng Jiang clan. The fight was hot, and after a few words, the brothers and sisters screamed. Someone asked, "Is your Jiang family's Lotus Pier much more fun than here?"
Wei WuXian smiled and said, "It's fun or not, it depends on how you play. There are definitely not as many rules here, and you don't have to get up so early."
The Gusu Lan clan works at the Mao Shi, and the Hai Shi rests without delay. Someone else asked: "When do you get up? What do you do every day?"
Jiang Cheng snorted, "He? It's time to work, and it's ugly to rest. When I get up, I don't practice swordsmanship and meditate. I row a boat and swim in the water to pick lotus pods and fight pheasants."
Wei WuXian said, "No matter how many pheasants fight, I'll still be number one."
A teenager said: "I'm going to Yunmeng to study next year! Don't stop me!"
A basin of cold water poured over: "No one will stop you. Your elder brother will just break your leg."
The boy froze immediately. This is Nie Huaisang, the second son of the Nie Sect in Qinghe, and his elder brother, Nie Mingjue, has a resolute style and is known among hundreds of families. Although the two brothers were not born by the same mother, they were very affectionate. Nie Mingjue taught the younger brother extremely strictly, and was particularly concerned about his homework. Therefore, although Nie Huaisang respected his elder brother, he was most afraid of Nie Mingjue mentioning his schoolwork.
Wei WuXian said, "Actually, Gusu is also quite fun."
Nie Huaisang said, "Brother Wei, listen to my heartfelt advice, Yunshen is nowhere better than Lotus Pier. When you come to Suzhou, remember that there is one person not to provoke."
Wei WuXian asked, "Who? Lan Qiren?"
Nie Huaisang said, "It's not that old man. What you have to be careful of is his proud disciple, named Lan Zhan."
Wei WuXian said, "The Lan Zhan from the Lan family? Lan WangJi?"
Lan Huan and Lan Zhan, the two sons of the current patriarch of the Gusu Lan clan, enjoy the reputation of the Lan clan's twin jades. After the age of fourteen, they were regarded as role models by the elders and compared with their own children. The juniors are in the limelight, and they can't help but feel that others are not as good as Lei Guan'er. Nie Huaisang said, "Which other Lan Zhan is there? Oh my god, I'm as old as you and me, but I don't have the vigor of a young man. He's rigid and strict, and he's no worse than his uncle."
Wei Wuxian gave an "oh" and asked, "Is he a handsome boy?"
Jiang Cheng sneered, "Gusu Lan, who is ugly? Even his disciples refuse to accept those with disfigured features. You should find a mediocre person to show me."
Wei WuXian emphasized, "Extremely handsome." He compared his head, "All in white, with strips covering his forehead, and carrying a silver sword on his back. Pretty, with a straight face, like wearing hemp and filial piety."
"..." Nie Huaisang affirmed: "It's him!" After a pause, he said, "But he has been in retreat recently. You only came here yesterday. When did you see him?"
"last night."
"Last night... last night?!" Jiang Cheng was stunned: "I don't know where Yunshen has a curfew, where did you meet him? Why didn't I know?"
Wei Wuxian pointed, "There."
He was referring to a high eaves.
Everyone was speechless. Jiang Cheng's head was getting bigger, he gritted his teeth and said, "You made trouble for me when you first came here! What's going on?"
Wei Wuxian smiled and said: "It's nothing wrong. We didn't pass by the 'Tianzixiao' restaurant when we came here. I couldn't bear it last night, so I went down the mountain to the city and brought back two jars. This is in the clouds. Dreams don't have to be drunk."
Jiang Cheng: "What about the wine?"
Wei WuXian: "Not only did he climb over the eaves of the wall, but before he stepped in with one foot, he was caught."
A teenager said: "Brother Wei, you are really lucky. I'm afraid that he just got out of the prison and was on the night patrol, and you were caught by him."
Jiang Cheng said, "The night returner is not allowed to enter at the end of Mao Shi, how could he let you in?"
Wei Wuxian spread his hands and said, "That's why he didn't let me in. He just wanted me to take out the leg that came in. You said how to take it away, so he gently went up and asked me what I was holding in my hand. what is."
Jiang Cheng only felt a headache and had a bad premonition: "What do you say."
Wei WuXian said, ""The Son of Heaven laughed! Divide you a jar, and pretend you didn't see me, okay? '"
Jiang Cheng sighed, "... Yunshen doesn't know where alcohol is prohibited. Sins are added one more level."
Wei WuXian said, "He told me the same. I asked, 'Why don't you tell me, what's wrong with your family?' He seemed a little angry and asked me to see the discipline stone in front of the mountain. To be honest , more than three thousand, still written in seal script, who will read it. Have you read it? Have you read it? I didn’t read it anyway.
"That's right!" Everyone felt the same way, complaining that Yunshen didn't know about all kinds of unthinkable stereotypes, and they met late: "Whose family rules have more than 3,000 rules without repetition, what's not to kill in the territory, and not to fight privately? , don't be promiscuous, don't walk around at night, don't make noise, don't walk fast, and that's fine. There's still, "Don't laugh for no reason, don't sit improperly, don't eat three bowls"..." Wei Wuxian said hurriedly, " What, private fights are also forbidden?"
Jiang Cheng: "… Forbidden. Don't tell me you fought with him."
Wei WuXian: "I beat it. I also knocked over a jar of Tianzixiao."
Everyone clapped their legs and shouted a pity.
Anyway, the situation couldn't get any worse, Jiang Cheng's focus shifted instead: "You brought two altars, but one more?"
"Drinked."
Jiang Cheng: "Where did you drink it?"
"Drinking it in front of him. I said: 'Okay, Yunshen doesn't know where alcohol is banned, so I won't go in and drink it while standing on the wall. It's not a violation of the ban'. Just drink it in front of him. already."
"… Then?"
"Then it started fighting."
"Brother Wei." Nie Huaisang said, "You are so arrogant."
Wei WuXian said, "Lan Zhan's skills are pretty good."
"You're going to die, Brother Wei! Lan Zhan has never suffered such a loss, so he's probably going to follow you. Be careful, although Lan Zhan doesn't listen to us with us, he is punished in the Lan family!"
Wei Wuxian was not afraid, waved his hand and said, "What are you afraid of! Isn't that saying that Lan Zhan has been a prodigy since he was a child? With such an early wisdom, his uncle must have learned all the things he taught, and he has been in seclusion and practice all day, and he has no time to stare at me. I …”
Before they finished speaking, everyone walked around a wall of leaking windows, and saw a young man in white sitting in the blue room, with long hair and a forehead.
The dozen or so mouths seemed to have been silenced, and they silently entered the Lan room, silently picking their own seats, and silently emptying out the bookcase around Lan Wangji.
Jiang Cheng patted Wei Wuxian on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I've got my eye on you. Please ask for more blessings."
Wei Wuxian turned his head just to see Lan Wangji's profile. The eyelashes are long and slender, extremely handsome and elegant, and the person sits upright and looks straight ahead. He had the heart to speak, but Lan Qiren walked into the Lan room at this moment.
Lan Qiren is tall and thin, with a straight waist. Although he has long black goatee beards, he is definitely not old; according to the tradition of the Gusu Lan clan to produce handsome men from generation to generation, he is certainly not absolutely ugly. It's a pity that he has a pedantic and rigid air all over him, calling him an old man without disobedience. He came in with a scroll, opened it and rolled to the ground, even holding the scroll and started talking about the Lan family rules. All the teenagers in the room turned blue when they heard it. Wei WuXian was bored in his heart, his eyes flew around, and flew to the side of Lan WangJi's face, seeing that his expression was definitely focused and serious, he couldn't help but admire: "He can listen to such a boring thing so seriously! "
Suddenly, Lan Qiren in front of him threw the scroll and sneered: "It's carved on the stone wall, and no one sees it. That's why I just repeat it one by one to see who else is banned under the pretext of ignorance. Since this is the case, there are people who are absent-minded. OK, I'll talk about something else."
Although this sentence made sense to everyone in this room, Wei Wuxian felt that it was a warning against him. Sure enough, Lan Qiren said, "Wei Ying."
Wei Wuxian said, "Yes."
"I ask you, are demons and ghosts the same thing?"
Wei Wuxian smiled, "No."
"Why not? How to tell the difference?"
"Monsters are transformed by non-human living things; demons are transformed by living human beings; ghosts are transformed by dead people; monsters are transformed by non-human dead things."
"It's very easy to confuse 'demon' and 'weird', what is the difference between them?"
"It's easy to say." Wei Wuxian pointed to the lush green trees outside Lan's room, and said, "The arm is like a living tree, tainted with the scent of literature for a hundred years, cultivated into essence, transformed into consciousness, and harassing people, this is a 'demon'. If I I took an axe, cut it down and only a dead tree stump was left, and it was cultivated to become fine, this is a 'weird'."
"What business did the ancestors of the Qinghe Nie Sect do?"
"Butcher."
"The Lanling Jin family emblem is white peony. Which white peony is it?"
"Venus Snow Wave."
"Who is the first person in the sect of cultivating the cultivation world to rise and fall?"
"The ancestor of the Qishan Wen clan, Wen Mao."
His answer was fluent, and the rest of the audience heard the ups and downs, and while they were lucky, they prayed that he would never get into trouble, please keep answering, and don't let Lan Qiren have the opportunity to draw other people. Lan Qiren said, "As a child of the Yunmengjiang Sect, these should have been familiar to the ears and recited, and there is nothing to be proud of if you answer correctly. Let me ask you again, there is an executioner today, with parents, wives and children. More than a hundred people were beheaded during their lifetimes. He died in the market, exposed his corpse for seven days, suffocated with resentment, and committed murder. What's going on?"
This time, Wei Wuxian didn't answer right away. Others just thought he was in trouble, and they were all a little uneasy. Lan Qiren scolded, "Let's see what he's doing, think about it. Don't read the book!"
Everyone quickly took their hands away from the book they were about to rummage through, and they followed suit: they died in the market, and the corpse was exposed for seven days. just fine. Seeing that Wei Wuxian didn't answer for a while, Lan Qiren just thoughtfully said, "Wangji, tell him what to do."