When Wei Lan got up calmly, Xie Zichen was already fully dressed and waiting in the courtyard. When Wei Lan went out, the courtyard was full of people standing in twos and threes. It was still dark at this time, and the eunuchs lit lanterns and led the crowd to the North Lama Temple.
This is the first day of school, and everyone is inevitably a little nervous. Except for Xie Zichen and Wei Lan, the others are only teenagers after all. Even if they are smarter, they will inevitably feel a little awe in front of the teachers. No one said a word on the road, even Huan Heng was a little more careful.
Carefully arrived at the Tingxue Hall of Beiyonggong Temple, everyone sat on one side according to the accompanying reading, and after a while, the crown prince and the third prince entered slowly. Both of them came in in regular clothes, and after everyone saluted, the crown prince and the third prince each went to the head seat. Wei Lan was sitting behind the third prince. The third prince noticed her right away, glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "We are destined by fate."
"It must be God who has seen my feelings for His Highness, so that you and I can meet again in such a close way." Wei Lan smiled, looking at the thorny smile of the beauty opposite, she couldn't help blurting out teasing words.
People around: "..."
so cold.
After Su Cheng was stiff for a moment, he finally said: "You are disgusting, you are really a set."
After finishing speaking, Su Cheng turned his head away, not intending to talk to Wei Lan at all.
Wei Lan was also happy to be leisurely, propping her chin and flipping through the book in her hand.
Da Chu's book is almost indistinguishable from Daliang's, except that the sexes of men and women are reversed, and nothing else is changed. As the leader in the Daliang exam that year, Wei Lan could recite these books backwards.
She was free and had nothing to do, sitting on the seat and reviewing "Spring and Autumn". After a while, Grand Tutor Xie Qing walked in.
He was Xie Zichen's cousin from afar, he looked to be in his early fifties, well dressed, and tall and straight. When walking into lectures, every move can be called a model of the family.
—Children of the Xie family should be like Zhilan Yushu.
This sentence suddenly came to Wei Lan's mind, and she involuntarily glanced at Xie Zichen who was sitting upright beside her.
Although he is a concubine, perhaps for the sake of Taifu Naixie's family, he was arranged to sit in the second row with Wang Xi. He was sitting upright, as if he had noticed Wei Lan's gaze, and glanced over faintly.
Looking at each other, Wei Lan pretended nothing to do, turned her head away, stood up with everyone, saluted Xie Qing, and then sat down.
In the first class, after Xie Qing took some time to recognize people, he began to give lectures, starting from "Spring and Autumn", and within half an hour of the lecture, there was a burst of discordant snoring in the class.
Everyone couldn't help but turned their heads, looking at Huan Heng who consciously changed his position to the last row. And when Xie Qing was talking about the rising point, he also heard the snoring, couldn't help but put down the book, and frowned.
"Mr. Huan?" He called softly, but Huan Heng didn't respond, he hid behind the erected book and slept soundly.
Xie Qing stood up directly, walked to Huan Heng's side, knelt and sat beside Huan Heng, and observed him carefully.
The classroom was quiet, Wei Lan couldn't help coughing, Huan Heng finally reacted, opened his confused eyes, and said in a daze: "I seem to hear Ah Lan coughing..."
Everyone: "..."
And Xie Qing maintained a smiling expression, quietly looking at Huan Heng.
Huan Heng met Xie Qing's old face as soon as he opened his eyes, and was startled. If he hadn't carried the murder weapon, he almost had the urge to draw his sword. When he realized it, he patted his chest and said, "Teacher, sit next to me What are you doing? Scared me to death! get out of class is over?"
As he said that, he looked around and said in a daze, "What are you still doing here after class is over? It's time to walk away!"
While speaking, he stood up and prepared to go out. After walking two steps, I heard Xie Qing say: "Mr. Huan, please copy the contents of today's lecture a hundred times, and hand it over to me tomorrow. Tomorrow morning class, please recite the content of today's class before the lecture. .”
Huan Heng stopped walking, he turned his head, opened his eyes wide, and asked in a daze, "Why?"
"Mr. Huan," Xie Qing raised his head and said with a smile, "will you still sleep in class?"
"Why can't I sleep in class?" Huan Heng looked confused: "I have been sleeping in class since I was a child!"
Wei Lan knew this, except for the art of war and the scriptures, Huan Heng had no interest in reading when he was a child, but because his father was a general in the first place, he was not very strict in discipline. He practiced martial arts hard during the day and slept in class, so Huan Song just turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.
As a result, over time, he developed a habit of feeling sleepy as soon as he was in class.
In the past, his private studies basically consisted of enlightenment things like thousand-character prose, which he could barely understand, but now it was "Spring and Autumn", and Huan Heng had planned to wash up and go to sleep from the very beginning.
Unexpectedly, Xie Qing had placed such high hopes on him. He actually wanted to resist, but when he thought that if he resisted, he might be sent back to the frontier by the emperor, he could only scratch his hair and say, "Okay."
Anyway... he has Wei Lan.
After class was finally over, Huan Hengli rushed up to Wei Lan, staring at Wei Lan with a pair of bright eyes, before saying anything, Wei Lan said helplessly: "I know what you mean, go and memorize the book Bar."
"Alan, you are so kind!" Huan Heng immediately cheered, took the book from the side, and trotted over.
Huan Heng didn't know many words. For things like endorsement, Wei Lan had to teach them word by word, take apart things, crumble them and let him swallow them, so that he could understand.
The crowd broke up after greeting the two in twos and threes. Xie Zichen was the last one to leave except for the two. He glanced at Wei Lan who was reading to Huan Heng word by word. After walking out the door, he greeted the eunuch. After thinking about it, he folded back again.
Back in the Hall of Listening School, Wei Lan couldn't help being a little surprised: "Brother Xie?"
Xie Zichen strode over, snatched the book from Wei Lan's hand, knelt down to the small table next to him and said, "You copy it, and I will tell."
Both of them stared at him in a daze, Xie Zichen raised his head, looked at Huan Heng who was still in a daze, and frowned, "Come here yet? Is it enough for others to stay up and do this for you?"
Huan Heng immediately realized that he had indeed made Wei Lan copy books for him many times in the past. He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and hurriedly knelt and sat opposite Xie Zichen. Wei Lan cupped her hands and said with a smile: "Brother Xie for your kindness, but I will not be disrespectful."
Xie Zichen lowered his eyes, flipped through the first page of "Spring and Autumn", and said lightly: "Yes."
Then, he looked up at Huan Heng who was a little nervous opposite, and said first: "Read it again."
Huan Heng: "..."
It's a humiliation to give him a bad start as soon as he comes up!
However, seeing that the other party was here to make up lessons for him, he held back, took a deep breath, picked up the book, stuttered and began to read.
While he was reading, Xie Zichen drew circles on the book. After he finished reading, Xie Zichen taught him one by one, explaining the meaning of the sentence while teaching him, and taught him to recite it.
When it was time for lunch, Xie Tong, Ran Mo, and Huan Heng's servants rushed over with their lunch boxes. Wei Lan stopped writing, quite surprised: "When did they get the news?"
"I asked someone to notify you." Xie Zichen watched the three servants put the food on the copybook, knelt down in front of the copybook, and picked up the chopsticks. The other two also picked up their own bowls, Huan Heng approached Wei Lan, and said in a low voice: "I asked someone to inquire, and I heard that you are interested in him."
"Huh?" Wei Lan turned her head and raised her eyebrows. Huan Heng can also inquire about this kind of thing, the level of spies is quite high
"I asked Ran Mo." Huan Heng immediately added.
Wei Lan: "..."
Vendor thief!
"Your vision is not bad." Huan Heng took a mouthful of rice, sighed and said, "But I don't know why I feel sour. Sometimes I can't help but think, why am I so sour?" Isn't it a broken sleeve? It would be fine if I was a broken sleeve."
"Me neither." Xie Zichen, who had been silently listening to Huan Heng's words, said quietly from the side.
Huan Heng had a mouthful of rice stuck in his throat, covered it with a handkerchief, and coughed quickly.
Wei Lan raised her hand and patted him on the back gently. After a long time, Huan Heng finally coughed, jumped up and pointed at Xie Zichen, "Can you stop being so scary!"
"I'm just telling the truth," Xie Zichen raised his head, with a calm expression on his face: "He is still a loner now, and I am just a brotherhood with him. If you break your sleeves, hurry up and be my sister-in-law. I don't mind."
"Fart!" Huan Heng blushed and shouted angrily, "You just broke your sleeve!"
"He despises you." Xie Zichen quickly looked at Wei Lan, and Wei Lan couldn't help laughing: "Then, brother Xie despises me too?"
"Well, yes." Xie Zichen nodded without hesitation, "I despise you for being a broken sleeve."
"You actually despise Ah Lan!" Huan Heng said without any emphasis, as soon as he took the copy, he said angrily, "Let's fight!"
"Finish memorizing "Spring and Autumn" first," Xie Zichen said leisurely, "Maybe I have time to fight with you."
Huan Heng: "..."
I don't know why, but my heart hurts.
But Xie Zichen still refused to let him go, and said calmly: "Mr. Huan, do you want to drag Wei Shizi all the time, so that people will laugh at him in the future? Is Wei Shizi's best brother illiterate?"
illiterate illiterate illiterate...
This word started an infinite loop in Huan Heng's mind.
Huan Heng sat down slowly, he felt that he had encountered the biggest shock in his life.
Xie Zichen was right, an illiterate, how can he be a brother with a perfect person like Alan!
He must work hard!
Huan Heng's eyes suddenly lit up. After he quickly finished the meal, he ran to the edge of the desk, picked up a pen, and said seriously: "Alan, you don't have to help me, I want to copy the books by myself and study hard! I'm laughing at you!"
Looking at Huan Heng's shining eyes, Wei Lan felt a little helpless, and Xie Zichen also put down the bowl, took the veil from Xie Tong's hand and wiped his mouth, and said slowly: "I have taught the pronunciation of the characters, and I will also explain to him the meaning." It's clear. Brother Lan, he can do it."
"One hundred copies..." Wei Lan felt a little distressed, looking at Huan Heng, who wrote every word with difficulty like a dog crawling over, and said with pity in his eyes: "I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep tonight..."
"A man will stand up to the sky in the future, get married and start a business, and he is not a delicate girl, so what can he do if he stays up all night?"
The most important thing is that he doesn't want to be a colleague with the illiterate Huan Heng who used idioms indiscriminately and wrote swear words to scold him. Given the opportunity to remodel, why not
Wei Lan thinks about it, this is not Daliang, if it is Daliang, such a cute boy, someone will naturally protect his innocence for the rest of his life, but in Dachu, he has to stand up on his own.
She couldn't spoil her too much, so she sighed and left with Xie Zichen.
On the way back, Xie Zichen was silent, and finally said: "Brother Lan, I think, I want to put a screen between your bed and mine."
"Huh?" Wei Lan turned her head, but she wasn't surprised by Xie Zichen's request. Xie Zichen had been thinking about it all morning, and slowly said: "The sleeping position is indecent, to avoid disturbing brother Lan, let's set up a screen."
"Okay." Wei Lan nodded, this matter is not very important to her, Xie Zichen can do it now if he wants to.
Xie Zichen asked Xie Tong to move the screen to the middle of the bed that night. He was extremely excited about this, and whispered: "My lord, I didn't expect Mr. Xie to be so enlightened..."
Wei Lan smiled and didn't say much.
But that night, Wei Lan regretted it.
Because when she was immersed in sleep, Xie Zichen turned over and kicked the screen over. The screen slammed straight down, hitting Wei Lan's face directly...
"Ah!!" Wei Lan exclaimed because of the severe pain.
The people around were all startled. Wang Xi and Lin Che rushed over as soon as they heard the sound. Wang Xi kicked open the door and saw a smashed screen on the ground. Wei Lan was sitting on the edge of the couch with her face covered in blood, while Xie Zichen was kneeling on the ground. Seriously said: "It's my fault, I will definitely be responsible! From today on, I will sleep on the floor!"
Everyone who rushed in was stunned. It took a long time for Wang Xi to react, and said cautiously: "Brother Xie, you... what did you do to Ah Lan?!"
Wei Lan smiled with blood on her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay..."
Looking at the bloody smile, everyone couldn't help taking a deep breath. Lin Che immediately stood up and said, "Alan, if you have been bullied, you can tell it! We will help you out!"
"Really, it's nothing." Wei Lan shook her head, and said to everyone: "My boy is going to invite the imperial physician. I'm really sorry to disturb everyone's rest. Everyone, let's leave first."
Hearing what she said, everyone looked at it, and thought that there would be classes tomorrow, so they left. When there were only two people left in the room, Wei Lan sighed, looked at Xie Zichen who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Brother Zichen, I'm really fine, get up... let's hang a curtain in the future, the screen thing, Forget it..."
Xie Zichen nodded, his eyes full of remorse.
Wei Lan breathed a sigh of relief, she has always been tolerant towards men. In fact, even smashing a forehead is not a big deal.
But for some reason, she felt a little lucky in her heart.
Fortunately, I didn't marry Xie Zichen back home as the lord...
Otherwise, sooner or later he will accidentally kill her on the bed...
The author has something to say:
[small theater]
Ran Mo: "I think the atmosphere of Mr. Xie, Mr. Shizi, and Mr. Huan is wrong."
Xie Tong: "What's wrong? The Shura field?"
Dye Mo: "No, I feel like... a family of three."
Strict Father Xie Zichen: "Endorse the book well."
Loving mother Wei Lan: "I am so distressed that Ah Heng has to copy so many books"
Er Zai Huan Heng: "My father said that I want my mother to be proud of me, and I must study hard!"
People who eat melons: "This family atmosphere is quite good..."