When Liang Yanbei arrived, he happened to see Wen Chan and Zhong Wenjin hugged by a young boy lying on the ground.
Hugged tightly, Wen Chan twitched his feet, but didn't twitch.
And a boy with his sleeves rolled up was swinging his fists, roaring like crazy and rushing towards them.
There are many onlookers standing around, but no one seems to want to help.
Liang Yanbei took out the courtyard card from his sleeve again, and threw it at the boy.
Wen Chan was caught off guard and hugged his feet, subconsciously struggling, but he didn't expect that the young man who kept shouting "Help" under his feet had great strength.
Seeing that the person on the opposite side was about to charge towards him, suddenly a black object flew towards him very quickly, and accurately hit the boy's yelling mouth, instantly silencing the roar.
The young man clutched his painful teeth, stared at his eyes and took two steps back, his eyes were stained with tears of physical pain, and said angrily, "Who is it?!"
Wen Chan was taken aback, looked down, and saw that what fell on the ground was a courtyard signboard with the word "Jia Yi" engraved on it, he seemed to guess it, and turned his head to look for someone.
Sure enough, he saw Liang Yanbei, dressed in white, approaching, with a harmless and kind smile on his face.
At this time, the dispute outside the hall should have attracted many people, who were watching from a distance.
Liang Yanbei came to the capital for a short time, but his reputation is not small, especially when he has just made a great contribution, as soon as he appeared, someone recognized him, "Hey - this is from Liang Shangshu's family."
There are two Mr. Liang in the capital, but there is only one Mr. Liang.
"It's Liang Yanbei, I heard he is a powerful person."
Everyone discussed in low voices.
Wen Chan saw his senses for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the person under his feet had already been picked up by Zhong Wenjin.
The boy had obviously been punched, his nose was bleeding profusely, his legs were trembling with fear and he could barely stand, he hugged Zhong Wenjin tightly, "Help me, save me!"
Zhong Wenjin was very disgusted, and pushed him while saying, "What's the matter with you? Can't you stand?"
The young man hugged him tightly, Zhong Wenjin couldn't push him away, watching him smear his nosebleed all over his body.
"Who told you to meddle in other people's business?!" The boy whose tooth was smashed glared fiercely at Liang Yanbei, his teeth were still hurting, and he didn't dare to roll up his sleeves and rush forward.
Wen Chan took a closer look at the person and found that this person was familiar.
There are currently three generals in Xiliang, among which the Lu family is the most powerful, and the generals of the Lu family are hereditary.
After the Zhong family's rebellion ended, Xiliang's power changed drastically. The old General Lu died in battle, and the position naturally fell on his son Lu Yi.
However, Lu Yi is a person, every time Wen Chan mentions him, it is difficult to describe him.
He bears the title of a general, but has been defeated repeatedly. For a while, Wen Chan felt sorry for Liang Yanbei who was injured in the battle, and specially asked Lu Yi to fight for him, but he was defeated in several frontier battles in a row, and lost a lot. Less troops and cities.
I'm afraid it was born by a pig. Liang Yanbei once described him like this.
The Lu Yi in front of him is still very immature, with his father's shadow between his brows and eyes, staring at Liang Yanbei with fangs and claws, as if he wants to pounce on him for a duel at any time.
Wen Chan remembered that Lu Yi was a reasonable person, "You did it first."
"I beat him, what does it have to do with you!" Lu Yi jumped angrily.
"Everyone is a gentleman studying in the academy, why bother to make a move." Liang Yanbei persuaded gently from the side.
"Who is a gentleman! I will fight on the battlefield in the future!" Lu Yi seemed to look down on people like scholars, "No matter how many books you read, it is not as practical as learning a long sword!"
Nine out of ten people are worthy of supercilious eyes, and none of them are scholars.
Wen Chan couldn't refute this for a moment.
"That's not what you said." Liang Yanbei walked up to the young man in two steps, picked up the black courtyard card with his toes, received it in his hand, and smiled at Lu Yi, "You know that people and animals are the biggest. Where is the difference?"
Lu Yi was stunned, "Where?"
"People can read, but animals can't." Liang Yanbei exerted force with his fingers, only to hear a crisp "click" sound from his palm, and his smile remained unchanged, "It's not wrong to hit people, but it's wrong to hurt innocent people. "
He took one of Lu Yi's hands and put the thing in his hand, "This courtyard card is for you."
The courtyard card has been broken into several petals, it is hard to believe that it was pinched with bare hands.
Wen Chan nodded, "Young Master Liang is right, a gentleman does not speak with his hands."
Liang Yanbei looked at him in surprise, "???"
Realizing that he had made a mistake, Wen Chan hurriedly changed his words, "A gentleman uses his words but not his hands, everything is easy to discuss."
After speaking, he turned his head to look at the unlucky ghost who was beaten by Lu Yi until his nose bleeds, and saw him sniffing, but still refused to let go of Zhong Wenjin, showing half of his face.
With this half of face alone, Wen Chan can recognize people.
It seems to be the young master of the He family, He Yuncheng.
If I remember correctly, He Yuncheng's first sister is Lu Yi's official wife.
"...I advise you to stop." Wen Chan silently said to Lu Yi. A few more punches might kill my daughter-in-law.
"Eat salty radish and don't worry about it!" Lu Yi was furious. Seeing that there were so many people on the other side, the hero threw the broken pieces on the ground, "You all wait for me!"
After finishing speaking, he rushed out of Jiawutang courtyard.
Liang Yanbei watched the people run away, and walked up to Wen Chan, "Next time you encounter such a lunatic, go farther away."
If he had come one step later just now, he would have been accidentally injured by the fist.
Wen Chan also bumped into this out of the blue, and said, "I will pay attention."
"Hey friend, that person is gone, you still don't let go, look at my clothes, it's all full of your nosebleeds." Zhong Wenjin complained.
Only then did He Yuncheng let go in a panic, covered his nose and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I will accompany you with a new dress!"
Zhong Wenjin handed him a brocade handkerchief, "Forget it, you'd better go and get your nose fixed."
It just so happened that he also had a reason to ask Xie Zhaoxue for leave and go back to the mansion.
He Yuncheng thanked again and again, clutching his nose and leaving in a hurry.
After a while, the master came with books, looked at the people standing outside, "Why don't you come in? Don't you want to study?"
The master looked very serious, and the teenagers rushed back to the hall in fright. Liang Yanbei glanced at the master, turned his head and whispered to Wen Chan, "My courtyard card is broken, and I will take another exam later. You wait for me."
Wen Chan said in his heart, so that's why you smashed the courtyard card just now
The master walked a few steps over, and bowed deeply to Wen Chan, "Caomin has seen His Highness the Ninth Prince."
"Master, you don't need to be too polite." Wen Chan started to help.
Liang Yanbei and Zhong Wenjin greeted the master at the same time, and they left together, while Wen Chan followed the master into the hall.
The hall is not small, the tables are arranged neatly, not yet full.
Wen Chan found an empty seat and sat down, took off his book bag and put it on the table, and took out his books.
The master glanced at the people in the hall, ignored the crowds, opened the book, and read in a low voice, "Read with me, when you know where to stop, you will be able to calm down, and then you will be able to calm down..."
"Knowing stop and then having steadiness, and then being able to be calm..."
Wen Chan was surrounded by the sound of reading aloud, and suddenly felt a strange feeling. After all, he had never studied in an academy, and had always studied in the palace.
It seems that so many people are reading it together, the book is not so boring.
He Yuncheng held his nose, and did not seek medical treatment, but walked along the path until he saw a short pavilion, and then he walked quickly.
"Brother Zhong." He approached and whispered to the people sitting in the pavilion.
The man turned his head, his handsome face somewhat resembled that of Zhong Wenjin, he smiled slightly after seeing He Yuncheng, "You're here."
"According to what you said, I just looked at Li Yisong's neck, and there is no red mole." He Yuncheng's face was calm, and he was completely different from Fang Cai. He handed over the brocade handkerchief in his hand, "This is what he gave me. thing."
Zhong Wenting seemed a little disappointed by the news, took a closer look at the brocade handkerchief, and saw the word "pine" embroidered on the lower right corner of the brocade handkerchief, and remained silent.
After a moment, he asked, "Is this your blood? Are you injured?"
He Yuncheng didn't expect him to ask suddenly, he froze for a moment, shook his head, "It's all right."
Zhong Wenting saw that there was still a trace of blood on his nose, so he pulled people and asked in a deep voice, "Who injured you?"
He said, "I deliberately provoked Lu Yi, so that I could get close to Li Yisong."
After hearing this, Zhong Wenting frowned and sighed, "It can't be like this in the future, come on, follow me to see a doctor."
He Yuncheng pursed his lips slightly and followed Zhong Wenting away without struggling.
Zhong Wenjin, who didn't know that he had already been suspected by others, ran to No. 1 Hospital to find Xie Zhaoxue excitedly. When he went, the master was in class, and he stood by the window, with a pair of small eyes that had been disguised. I saw Xie Zhaoxue.
Many people in the hall noticed this ghostly person suddenly appearing by the window, and they all looked at him. The master stopped halfway through the book and asked Zhong Wenjin, "Which courtyard are you from? What are you doing here?"
The Master's question attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. Xie Zhaoxue glanced at it and found it was Zhong Wenjin. The second time she saw blood on his shoulder, because Zhong Wenjin was wearing light-colored clothes , so the blood color is obvious.
Xie Zhaoxue immediately stood up from her seat, walked out of the hall involuntarily, and ran towards Zhong Wenjin.
"Are you injured?" He pulled people away from the window, frowned his pretty eyebrows, and stared at Zhong Wenjin's shoulder.
"No, it's someone else's blood. There was a fight just now." Zhong Wenjin waved his hand.
Xie Zhaoxue breathed a sigh of relief, touched Zhong Wenjin's shoulder again, and after confirming that it wasn't his blood, said, "It's really lawless, who dares to fight in the academy?"
Zhong Wenjin said, "The one from the Lu family seems to be called Lu Yi."
Xie Zhaoxue's memory is better than Zhong Wenjin's. When she heard the name, she immediately met this person. She nodded and thought to herself, go back and talk to his father, and ask for a copy of General Lu in front of the emperor, so that he will be disciplined when he returns home. son.
"What are you looking for me for?" Xie Zhaoxue asked.
"My clothes are dirty, I have to go back and change them." Zhong Wenjin said confidently.
Xie Zhaoxue knew that he was going to skip school again, so she said, "I really want to change, and I have something to go back, so let's go together."
When Zhong Wenjin heard this, he was a little discouraged, but on second thought, it was better than sitting in the hall and studying all the time, so just follow along.
He urged, "Let's go then."
Xie Zhaoxue said goodbye to the master, and the two left the academy together.
Wen Chan sat alone in the hall, and before Liang Yanbei stopped talking, even Zhong Wenjin disappeared. Fortunately, there was a novelty in his heart, and he didn't feel too boring until the bell rang at noon.
The master left again with the books in his arms, and the teenagers in the hall left the academy one after another in twos and threes, and went home. Soon the hall was empty.
Wen Chan was a bit far away from the palace, and it was troublesome to get in and out, so he didn't plan to go back. He sat in the hall and took out the two boxes of pastries that Ah Fu had prepared in his book bag, and opened them to eat.
As soon as he ate a piece, Liang Yanbei walked in, "Your Highness is not going back to the palace?"
Wen Chan pushed the box forward, signaling him to eat some too, "Trouble back and forth."
He threw a piece into his mouth and thought it was too sweet to eat. He said to Wen Chan, "The academy will ring the bell two hours later. Does Your Highness want to stay here all the time? Besides, if you don't eat, you will have the riding and archery class in the afternoon. Where does Your Highness get the strength to draw the bow?"
Wen Chan chewed the pastry and felt that what he said made sense.
"Why don't you go to my house, Your Highness can take a nap after dinner." Liang Yanbei suggested.
"Go to your house?" Wen Chan heard, recalled Liang Jun's face reflexively, and wanted to refuse, "That's all, in case Liang Shangshu is disturbed..."
"Whatever your Highness wants to eat, I will ask the cook in the house to make it for you. It is much more delicious than these pastries." Liang Yanbei's tone was soft and full of temptation, "I remember that Your Highness likes to eat the braised chicken from Heyuelou, This is my chef's specialty."
"Okay, okay." Wen Chan didn't have the slightest intention of refusing, and hurriedly said, "Then I won't bother you, I think Mr. Liang won't mind."
Liang Yanbei rolled his eyes and smiled brightly, "That's natural."