Generally speaking, when the snow-plowing festival of the academy arrives, it means that the annual leave is coming soon.
The class time of Chaoge’s academy is a bit different from other places, because there will be exams around February in the beginning of spring, and students from all over the world will go to Beijing to take the exams. During that time, there will be a lot of people in Chaoge, and it will be very mixed.
For the sake of the safety of those young masters, Yue Chaoge's academy will be closed for the exam.
Wen Yantong was really looking forward to taking her annual leave, because she wanted to go back and see the little cannon fodder's parents.
When he entered the Songhai Academy to register information, Xiao Cannon Fodder kept an eye out and wrote the names and addresses of the distant relatives of Wen's family. There is only one old woman who is not clear-headed at home, and she will answer yes to everything asked.
The old woman's son died early, and her daughter-in-law ran away secretly, leaving behind a son who was raised by the old woman herself, who was exactly the same age as the little cannon fodder. It's just that her grandson didn't learn well, and when he grew up, he ran out and never came back.
When the people of Songhai Academy checked the address to check the information, everyone thought that the grandson of the old lady was not dead, but had gone to the academy to study with the dignitaries of Chaoge, so they were confused at both ends. Under the circumstances, the information of the small cannon fodder has passed the security check.
Little Cannon Fodder went home during her vacation last year, but she didn't dare to say that she was disguised as a man in the academy, but said that she was learning embroidery at Chaoge's Embroidery Workshop, and Wen Que agreed to let her come to Chaoge.
Of course, the most important thing now is that Wen Yantong doesn't even know where Xiao Cannon Fodder's home lives. He only knows that it's in Chang'an, but he doesn't know the exact address, so even if he wants to deliver a letter to his family, he doesn't know where to send it. place.
Fortunately, Wen's family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Chang'an City, if he really went back to Chang'an City after traveling through mountains and rivers, then it would not be particularly difficult to find Wen's family.
The academy was immersed in the atmosphere of the snow-sweeping festival for several days in a row. Wen Yantong felt that a large part of the reason was the participation of female students. After all, with those beautiful girls, boys would be full of energy in everything they did.
Perhaps it was because Chi Jingxi was not offended by Wen Yantong when he lived here a few days ago, and he didn't order someone to drive Wen Yantong away after he left. The person in that dormitory is gone.
After filing the complaint, Wu Yutian went back to sleep full of joy, and waited for the news that Wen Yantong was thrown into the snow by the young master early the next morning, but he didn't get anything. After hearing that Chi Jingxi had agreed to Wen Yantong's living in that house, Wu Yutian was so angry and sour, his teeth itched, wishing he could sit in the snow and cry.
Of course, he didn't know at all that Wen Yantong had already started to plan how to design him.
After Wen Yantong returned to the dormitory that night, he soaked his feet next to the stove. Just when I was comfortable, I caught a glimpse of the erhu hanging on the wall, and then remembered that I hadn't touched this piano for a while.
Ever since Fu Tanghuan brought the new piano, Wen Yantong has been using the new Xiqin for entertainment. She herself dislikes the dark erhu, so she never touched it.
But anyway, she bought it with her own money, and it was not cheap. After all, she couldn't bear to see the piano covered in dust, so she took it off after soaking her feet.
In the past, his family was poor, and Wen Yantong only had an old piano left over by his second uncle, but he still cherished it very much and cleaned it every day. Now that I have money in my hand, I am not as diligent as before.
Wen Yantong sat on a chair with the piano in his arms, and sighed, "Wealth makes people corrupt..."
She wiped the piano casually with a piece of silk cloth to wipe off all the dust on it, and picked up the bow on a whim, trying to draw a verse or two.
Unexpectedly, the bow had just touched the strings, and the strings snapped with a clang before it touched her fingers, causing a slight pain.
Wen Yantong was startled, "Didn't I touch you for more than half a month, did you lose your temper with me?"
There were two strings in total, and one was broken.
She put down the bow and looked carefully, and found that the string was broken from the middle, not the ends, nor the place where she lowered the bow. She felt a little strange.
After careful inspection, it was found that there were signs of wear on the strings, as if someone had sharpened them with a blunt knife.
Someone deliberately tampered with the strings.
Wen Yantong instantly remembered that before the Qixue Festival came on stage that day, Fu Shi had come to talk to her specially. At that time, she only felt baffled, but now she realized that Fu Shi was probably secretly trying to persuade her to take the old piano.
Because she knew that the strings of the old piano had been tampered with, or in other words, she did it herself!
Fu Shi wanted her to make a fool of herself in the performance, and then she would not be able to participate in the performance. It's just that this femme fatale never expected that Fu Tanghuan would send her a new piano before the performance.
And Wen Yantong also took the new piano to the stage because he loved the new and disliked the old, so Fu Shi's plan failed quietly. Later, because Wen Yantong didn't touch the old piano, she never knew that Fu Shi had framed her like this.
Sure enough, she is a cruel and merciless woman, she is so old, she has such bad intentions. Besides, I don't have any open enmity with her, it's just that someone stepped on her once, and it's calculated on her head like this.
Wen Yantong sat and got angry for a while, secretly thinking that he must find a chance to teach Fu Shi a lesson. She couldn't swallow this breath.
So much so that when he went to class the next day, his complexion was still extremely smelly. Even Mu Yang, who usually liked to bother her, didn't dare to raise suspicion when he saw her ugly complexion.
During the class break, Mu Yang turned to the two of them and said, "The snow-sweeping festival will be in three days' time. Brother Xi and the others have already finished drawing lots, and it will come to us soon."
Wen Yantong's attention was attracted, and he lost his temper for a while, and asked curiously, "Which temple did the young masters draw?"
Mu Yang said, "Brother Xi and Brother Qianyuan are both from Nian'an Temple."
Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the word "Qianyuan" in his mouth was Cheng Xin's name. Cheng Xin, who turned eighteen this February, added the word. In ancient times, on weekdays, peers did not call each other by name.
In fact, the real ancient man would only be crowned at the age of 20, but the setting of this book is 18 years old.
Wen Yantong had known for a long time that these two people would be drawn in Nian'an Temple, so he was not surprised, but just sighed, "Young Lord and Fifth Highness are also a little unlucky."
Mu Yang didn't take it seriously and said, "What's the bad luck, Nian'an Temple is the largest of the four temples, and if I go there, I don't have to share a room with others, if I can choose by myself, I will definitely go to Nian'an. "
Wen Yantong said, "Even if it's a small temple, it won't allow Young Master and Fifth Highness to share a room with others."
Even if four or five other people sleep in one room, Chi Jingxi and the others still have a single room. This is the power of the powerful.
Mu Yang nodded knowingly, "That's true, but then again, which temple do you want to go to?"
Fu Zixian said, "I can't choose this by myself."
"I can't choose you, don't you think about it?" Mu Yang said, "There must be a place you want to go."
"I want to go to Fule Temple, that place must be the best." Wen Yantong said happily, "There are many people in the temple, and it is lively."
Fule Temple is the most famous temple among the four temples, and it is also the smallest temple among them. Most ordinary people like to go there, and they all think that the small temple brings good luck.
Fu Zixian said, "I really want to visit Shouye Temple."
Shouye Temple is the most incense-filled temple among the four. Rich people from all over the world like to add incense money to Shouye Temple, and the emperor's triennial sacrifice will also be held in Shouye Temple. Fu Zixian wanted to go because he had never been to Shouye Temple, so he wanted to see the temple where the emperor held blessing sacrifices.
Mu Yang nodded after hearing this, and said, "Well, if you don't get the place you want to go, we will find someone to change."
"Can this be changed?" Fu Zixian hesitated, "Didn't it mean that the name will be recorded on the spot?"
"Isn't it okay to change it before they record it?" Mu Yang said disgustedly, "It's really stupid."
Wen Yantong was secretly startled, you still have the nerve to despise other people's stupidity? Look at your silly face.
As soon as the three of them finished their discussion, officials from the Ministry of Rituals came during class, there were four of them in total.
The two held the wooden box, and the two held the pens, drawing lots while recording, and there was almost no time for exchange.
The three of Wen Yantong were all sitting in the corner, waiting for the wooden box to be brought over, the people in the school had almost recorded it, and they kept buzzing.
With a draw, Mu Yang got a Nian'an Temple.
Wen Yantong laughed in the back, this is the inevitable result, brother, you can go at ease.
She was also puzzled when she put her hand in. The book only wrote the lottery results of the main characters. As a part-time member in the book, she really didn't know what her result would be.
Pulling out the paper and unfolding it again, Mu Yang and Fu Zixian's heads leaned over at the same time, blocking the sight of officials from the Ministry of Rites.
The paper reads: Ciju Temple.
The only temple among the four temples that requires climbing. Wen Yantong exclaimed, "I'm too unlucky!"
Mu Yang didn't feel good when he saw it, and before the people from the Ministry of Rites saw it, he snatched the paper, crumpled it up and threw it back into the box.
The official from the Ministry of Rituals was a young man, it was the first time he encountered such a situation, his eyes widened, "You!"
The recorder behind him gave him a hand, and clicked on Mu Yang's name on the book, signaling him not to be impulsive.
Mu Yang also explained very face-savingly, "My friend is crippled and can't climb mountains, let's change to another place."
Wen Yantong was unhappy, "I'm only lame for a while, okay? And I'm getting better soon! Now I don't feel pain when I run and jump, and I don't have a limp when I walk!"
Mu Yang waved his hand, reached into the wooden box and pinched the note out, "I'll smoke it for you, I'm lucky."
Wen Yantong didn't believe it, "You're lucky and you smoke Nian'an Temple? You open it, and I smoke it myself!"
Mu Yang refused, insisted on smoking for her, and smoked two for one time, euphemistically saying, "Just happened to smoke Fu Zixian's as well."
He unfolded the two notes, both of which are Nian'an Temple.
That's natural, no matter how many Mu Yang smokes, it will always be Nian'an Temple.
Fu Zixian turned pale, and immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I want to smoke myself."
But Mu Yang said, "Look how lucky I am, how can you get Nian'an Temple if you smoke it yourself? That's all!"
He commanded the officials of the Ministry of Rites, "Record it quickly."
"No way! Nian'an Temple, Nian'an Temple..." Fu Zixian didn't know what to say, blushed abruptly, and struggled for the last time, "I don't want to go there."
"Don't worry, I'm here." Knowing that he was afraid of rumors that Nian'an Temple was haunted by ghosts, Mu Yang walked around behind him and Wen Yantong, hugged their shoulders, and vowed, "The custodian dare not hit us. door!"
Wen Yantong shook his shoulders and shook his hands, "Go aside, idiot."
After Ding Liutang finished drawing lots, the whole academy's lottery process was over. All the students and teachers started to get ready and simply packed their things.
The snow-sweeping festival will last for three days, and the masters will also go with them, so Songhai Academy will be basically empty except for some servants.
Wen Yantong went back and tidied up briefly. The most stuff in the package was cotton clothes, all kinds of cotton clothes. After thinking about it for a while, just keeping warm is not enough, so I brought a small knife and a few new fire pockets.
Fortunately, the medicine has been stopped recently, so there is no need to go out with a bunch of herbs.
It was the first time for Wen Yantong to experience the feeling of going out for an outing with his classmates. The high school he attended was a full-time closed school, and he didn’t give weekends and weekends for a month when he was hard. The physical education teacher also took sick leave all the year round, so there was no chance these activities.
After she tidied up her things happily, she waited for the arrival of the snow-sweeping festival.
The Snow Sweeping Festival is when I go out early in the morning on the 10th day of the twelfth lunar month and come back in the evening on the 13th day, three full days. After that, there will be a holiday on the 16th. Classes will start on the 16th of the first lunar month after the Chinese New Year, and will not be on holiday until the first day of February.
All the academies in Chaoge are like this. The emperor who set this holiday date originally hoped that famous wealthy businessmen or officials from all over the world would come to Chaoge to celebrate the New Year, and to make the imperial capital of Shaojing lively.
Later, the vacation date has not been changed, so some students in the academy who live far away either stay in Chaoge to celebrate the New Year, or let their parents come to Chaoge to celebrate the New Year.
I have to say that this ghost idea is quite bad.
Early in the morning on the 10th, carriages stopped one after another on the main road at the gate of the academy, and many guards stood there to maintain order, and people in the academy lined up to get on the carriages.
This is a carriage hired by Songhai Academy from the dealership, and each carriage can accommodate up to eight people.
Like Chi Jingxi, Mu Yang and the others set off directly from home, and it was possible to meet them on the main road to Nian'an Temple after leaving the city gate. But it depends on fate.
When Wen Yantong was queuing, Zhang Jieran suddenly appeared from one side, patted her on the shoulder, and signaled her to leave the line.
Wen Yantong hesitated for a while, but walked out of the crowd and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Jieran said, "You don't need to line up to get on the carriage, the young master has sent a carriage to pick you up."
"Young Master?" Wen Yantong was startled, and tried to pick his ears, "Pick me up?? Did I hear correctly?"
Zhang Jieran nodded.
Before Wen Yantong could continue to be shocked, a commotion was heard, and then four guards brushed aside the crowd and walked in front of Wen Yantong, the first one was the one who was bought by her with a cup of hot water and a few cakes earlier.
He made a small gift to Wen Yantong and said, "Young Master Wen, my master thought that your legs and feet are inconvenient, so he specially sent a carriage to take you to Nian'an Temple."
This thing turned out to be true? !
Wen Yantong was full of surprise when she saw that the people around her had the same expression as her. Obviously no one would have thought that the young master would do this.
Zhang Jieran said, "Go quickly, you can go to Nian'an Temple first without queuing up, and you can read a little longer after you fall down."
Wen Yantong thought to himself, do you think I'm a bookworm like you
She then asked the guard, "Can I bring my friend with me?"
The guard replied politely, "Naturally."
Wen Yantong pulled Zhang Jieran into the carriage.
The carriage of Hou Mansion is very different from ordinary carriages, even compared with Mu Yang's, the difference is very big. First of all, on the table in the center of the carriage, there is another bright and gold-plated character: "池".
Zhang Jieran had never been in a royal carriage in his life, he was a little excited, he couldn't even read the book, he just sat there in a daze.
Wen Yantong asked, "How do you know that Young Master sent a carriage to pick me up?"
Perhaps because of excitement, Zhang Jieran spoke a lot faster, and roughly explained the matter aside.
It probably means that Mu Yang went to look for Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin in Class A when the literature class was over yesterday. At that time, the two were sitting and chatting, and they had almost left, so Zhang Jieran, who was studious, naturally stayed for a while.
Mu Yang said that Wen Yantong was lame, and it would be inconvenient to squeeze the carriage, but Mu Yuan has been strict with him these days, and there is no extra carriage to pick her up, so he wants Chi Jingxi to think of a way.
Cheng Xin also agreed, saying that Chi Jingxi had used Wen Yantong and Fu Zixian earlier, and it was time to make up for it.
So Chi Jingxi readily agreed.
Knowing that Zhang Jieran had a good relationship with Wen Yantong, Cheng Xin asked Zhang Jieran to convey it that day.
So the horse-drawn carriage from the Hou Mansion came to the academy this morning, this is the ins and outs of the matter.
Wen Yantong's heart warmed up when he heard this, but he didn't expect Mu Yang to be quite soft-hearted when he usually sees the big and the big and the three rough. And it was done so beautifully that it almost kicked her to Chi Jingxi's thigh, and now she almost reached out to hug her.
Zhang Jieran said, "Brother Wen, there is one thing I've always wanted to ask, I hope I didn't offend you."
Wen Yantong smiled, "Brother Wen won't feel offended, just ask."
Zhang Jieran said, "Last year you always wanted to make friends with His Highness the Seventh Highness. There were always many people in the academy who said bad things. This year, you are so close to the young master and others. I'm afraid that some people will gossip again..."
Wen Yantong thought that he felt that it was not good for him to curry favor with the rich and powerful, and wanted to persuade him, but he did not expect Zhang Jieran to speak next.
"How do you deal with these arguments when you hear them?"
Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect him to ask this. Zhang Jieran also seemed embarrassed, his face flushed slightly. He likes to blush just like Fu Zixian, but he has a handsome appearance and fair skin. When he blushes, it is very obvious, just like drinking wine.
Seeing that Yantong didn't answer, he immediately flinched, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it, Brother Wen, just pretend I didn't ask."
Wen Yantong realized that he might have encountered a similar problem, so he said seriously, "Brother Xian, listen to me."
Zhang Jieran looked at her seriously.
"Those who gossip behind their backs are the reincarnations of gossips. When you see this kind of person, don't tolerate it. You must find a way to teach him a lesson so that he doesn't dare to talk nonsense again." Wen Yantong said, "The last thing is It's good that God doesn't know it, and makes him feel that it's God's punishment for his tongue-twisting, so that he can relieve his anger."
Zhang Jieran was stunned when he heard that, "It's not good..."
"What's wrong?" Wen Yantong snorted, "I want to make friends with the young master, because I admire the young master's literary and military talents, isn't it normal for a gentleman to seek talents? Those who talk about me behind my back , it’s all sore eyes.”
Zhang Jieran nodded heavily, "It makes sense. Hearing what brother said made me suddenly enlightened. Thank you, brother Wen!"
"I'm also very happy to relieve Brother Xian's worries." Wen Yantong said, "If you don't call me Brother Wen, I will be even happier."
The two brothers came and went, and chatted for a while about other things, Wen Yantong felt sleepy, and even yawned a few times.
I got up early today, so I was sleepy while rocking in the carriage. Zhang Jieran persuaded her to go to bed with winks, and took out the book to read.
Wen Yantong lay on the soft fur and fell asleep on his back, and was only woken up in front of the temple.
The carriage sent by Chi Jingxi made Wen Yantong walk in front of the academy team, and the guards helped carry the packages.
The size of the Nian'an Temple is very large. There are 33 houses dedicated to gods and more than 100 monks' dormitories. In addition to the few people who come here, there are not many monks in the temple.
After Wen Yantong and Zhang Jieran registered their names at the gate, they were assigned room cards. There are many houses in this temple, but they still need to share one room.
The two were led by the little novice, and after passing through the three large arches, they turned left at the fork in the road, and the little novice said, "The place to the right is the place where the female benefactor of your courtyard lives. You two young masters should not go, or you will be arrested." The guards detained."
After walking through the Chaoshou veranda and passing through a snow-covered forest, they arrived at the housing area where they lived. What came into view were two big clocks as tall as one person, and the clocks were engraved with scriptures, but both clocks fell to the ground, and they couldn't be struck easily.
Zhong is seated on both sides of a flower-shaped stone gate. After passing the stone gate, you can see rows of houses. Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin are standing in the open space, looking up at Mu Yang climbing up the wall.
Seeing this, the little novice hurriedly shouted, "Benefactor! Don't climb over the wall! Be careful of getting hurt!"
This voice made several people turn around. Mu Yang jumped down, patted the dust off his hands, and said with a smile, "You guys came here very quickly."
When Zhang Jieran saw a few people, he whispered to the little novice timidly, "Did you lead the wrong way? We shouldn't have come here."
Wen Yantong said, "What's wrong?"
"This is a noble house, not for us to live in," he said.
Mu Yang walked over and said, "That's right, I told the people at the door to send Wen Yantong here on purpose, since there are many rooms here anyway."
Wen Yantong's eyes narrowed into a smile, "I really didn't see how loyal you are."
"Of course, I always talk about loyalty." He wrapped his arms around Wen Yantong's neck and said, "Come on, thank Brother Xi."
Wen Yantong was brought up to Chi Jingxi, seeing his handsome appearance, he immediately smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "Little Marquis, thank you for sending the carriage this morning, it really relieved my big problem." Trouble! I am so grateful to you, I admire you so much, how can I find someone with a heart better than yours in the academy..."
This greasy speech caused Chi Jingxi's discomfort, he raised his hand and said, "Shut up."
Wen Yantong shut her mouth obediently.
Cheng Xin smiled for a while, and then said, "I didn't realize that Wen Yantong is so glib."
Chi Jingxi snorted lightly, "He's talking sharply."
Wen Yantong said, "It's all from my heart."
Mu Yang also nodded, "Indeed, Wen Yantong usually likes to praise people, and often praises me for being naive, sand sculptures and so on."
Wen Yantong touched his nose guilty.
Cheng Xin frowned suspiciously, "...is this a compliment?"
Mu Yang nodded confidently, "Yes, Wen Yantong said that adding the word "Bi" is a compliment. The dialect of his hometown, such as Shapi, Stupid Pi and so on."
Cheng Xin still had some doubts, as if he didn't want to believe it.
But Mu Yang also said, "The three of us are all idiots."
Chi Jingxi said, "Don't let us three, it's just you. I can't stand such compliments."
Naturally, he didn't believe that these words were compliments at all. Chi Jingxi clearly remembered that before Wen Yantong bumped into him when he ran out of the dining hall, he was still cursing, and the last sentence was "You are a big fool."
It's obviously a curse word. But Mu Yang, who was standing next to Chi Jingxi at that time, had completely forgotten about it.
Chi Jingxi didn't bother to explain to Mu Yang, who was not very bright, and saw the guard standing behind with the package in his arms, so he ordered, "Go to the house and put the things away."
Wen Yantong said his goodbyes, then went back to the room with Zhang Jieran, packed up his things, saw that it was still early, and the little novice didn't have any plans, so he wanted to eat something and sleep for a while.
After sleeping for a while, people from the academy arrived one after another, and the outside of the house became lively. The little monk also knocked on the door of her room, and asked one of the people in the house to sleep and the other to go to the temple to familiarize themselves with the terrain.
Wen Yantong also happened to have had a good night's sleep, wrapped himself in cotton clothes and went out, and went to a crowded place with Zhang Jieran.
There is a large statue house in that place. There are seven sloped stone steps in front of the house, which are divided into two sides. A large piece of land in the middle is a flat slope covered with thick ice, and many people are playing on it.
Wen Yantong caught sight of Wu Yutian standing in the crowd, talking to others, and suddenly she had a plan to teach this little bastard a lesson.
"Brother Zhang, do me a favor." Wen Yantong poked Zhang Jieran beside him.
She climbed the seven flights of stairs by herself and walked over the middle slope. Her hometown is not from the south. It snows in winter and the roads freeze, so she plays skating every year.
Wen Yantong knew which posture could stabilize his figure, and after he was gearing up on the top, he saw Zhang Jieran call Wu Yutian to stand under the inclined ladder, and he laughed grimly.
Grandson Wu, I will shovel you today until your parents don't even know you!
With a swipe of her foot forward, she quickly stepped on the thick ice, slid down the inclined ladder, and straightened her left foot forward. Whoever hits the foot at this speed will be knocked down 100%, without exception.
Wen Yantong used to use this trick to shovel people.
Who knew that when he was about to approach, Wu Yutian was suddenly yelled by someone, and left straight away. Wen Yantong was shocked, it was impossible to stop, Zhang Jieran had no time to dodge, he was hit on the tip of his toe, and fell to the ground.
It's not over yet, Wen Yantong couldn't stop, and slid down the slope. In a panic, he couldn't maintain his posture and fell to the ground, yelling in horror, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
The voice was drowned in the crowd, and Chi Jingxi, who was passing by, heard the voice, paused for a few seconds, and then saw Yantong sitting on the ground and galloping towards him. Chi Jingxi could have dodged, but for some reason, he missed the time to dodge and was hit by Wen Yantong.
So the little marquis was also 100%, without exception, was uprooted.
When she fell down, her whole body was on Wen Yantong's body, and her head hit the side of her face, hitting Wen Yantong's head on the ground, making a crisp "dong".
Wen Yantong's eyes darkened.
It's terrible!