Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 324
This result is really unexpected.

Wan Zhuan was still in a daze when there was movement outside the door.

Master Jiang's voice reached his ears.

Wan Zhuan held the floating dust and looked over.

Mrs. Jiang was wrapped in a padded jacket, his brows were wrinkled, and he looked very smelly.

Wan Zhuan got up, hugged the sleeping Fuchen and bowed.

"You don't have to do this with me. If you respect me, you won't hurt me like this!" Master Jiang growled.

Wan Bran remained silent and changed the topic, which would indeed be detrimental to Master Jiang.

If he didn't enter, Jiang Fuzi must also be implicated.The world will also regard his views as taught by Jiang Fuzi.

Jiang Fuzi pointed at Wan Zhuan's nose, "I, I, I, I have been hurt by you! Your Majesty has repeatedly asked me if I taught you. Officials from various countries also came to ask me." He paused, and his tone was calm, "Those thoughts, Is that what you thought?"

Wan Zhuan bowed his head, "Yes. I thought about being more aggressive so that I could win a chance."

Master Jiang paused for a long time, "It turned out that you really won the prize." He tilted his head, "For forcing the Academy of Sages to do this, you are considered No. 1 in ancient and modern times! Haha!"

Wankang didn't know, so he didn't quite understand whether Master Jiang was here to scold him or to laugh at him.

Looking at it like this, why does it still have the meaning of "being honored"?
"You've been stuck here for the past few days, so you don't know the outside news." Master Jiang sat down with a smile.

Wan Bran remained silent.

In fact, he only found out that he had been in a coma for two days, sitting here and waiting until dawn to get the news, and he didn't know what was going on outside.

"In the past three days, your remarks have caused the eight countries to explode. To put it bluntly, everyone has a unified mind and has long had the idea of ​​power politics, but they have never dared to say it or do it." Jiang Fuzi spoke eloquently. Come.

"But you are different, a child with a yellow mouth! On an occasion like the Sage Academy! It is equivalent to speaking the aspirations of the kings and nobles in the world." Jiang Fuzi stared at Wan Chau and said, "But..."

Wan Zhuan looked over and waited for the next article.

The floating dust in his arms is still sleeping peacefully.

She played with snakes all night and fell asleep in the morning with the black snake in her arms.

"It's tantamount to offending everyone in the world." Master Jiang said.

Master Jiang looked straight at Wan Cha, paused for a while, and sighed slightly, "Don't say Master, I'm not righteous, it's really a mistake to kill the Nine Clans."

"To the outside world, you must never say that I am your Mr. Enlightenment. I dare not."

Master Jiang glanced at the floating dust in Wan Zhuan's arms, "I have a younger sister, she is married. She is very affectionate. I hope they will continue to love each other forever." He stared at Wan Zhuan.

Wan Bran remained silent, looking at the tree under the sun.

The wind in the early morning of autumn is clear and cold. If you take a breath, your chest will be cold and your mind will be clear.

If you punish the nine clans, which family will your younger sister marry, and which family will become extinct.

Master Jiang said slowly, how the Eight Great Powers are discussing the supremacy of kingship and power politics enthusiastically, even if they have to add "bah" at the end to protect themselves, this topic is still going on for a long time.

Even the Academy of the Sages did not dare to act rashly.

The explanation given is also emphatic: no one agrees.

It's just that the people's livelihood of the "Tao" of the Sage Academy has always been to pursue the Tao, and the Tao has no distinction between high and low.

A "one-year observation period" was granted.

It will be easier for the Sage Academy to deal with it when the heat subsides.

Wan Zhuan remained calm, hugging the floating dust, still thinking about the way out.

His path, still after that year, must be run.

This year, under the pressure of public opinion, Wan Guo may still keep him, or find a suitable excuse to kill him, but his situation will not be so good after a year.

"Don't think too much, you can apply for admission." Jiang Fuzi looked down at the floating dust, and gently scratched her face with his fingers, "Your sister is almost two years old, and she has also reached the age of enlightenment. It's good to go in with you to enter enlightenment. "

Wan Zhuan raised his eyes and asked, "What does Master know about Fu Chen?"

Master Jiang smiled and said nothing.

Wan Zhuan thought, the chastity appeared in vain, and Fu Chen was safe and sound, wasn't it just a coincidence?

He didn't want to speculate about Fuchen maliciously, but he wasn't a fool either.

Fu Chen may have already had his own influence.

earlier than him.

younger than him.

With their own power.

Wan Zhuan stared at the sleeping Fu Chen, the knife marks on her arm were still there.

If there is no accident, it will follow her for the rest of her life.

Master Jiang sat for a while, then left by himself.

Wan Zhuan sat on the steps until the sun's light shone on his body, which meant warmth.

The maid brought food, all steamed buns and cabbage.

After no compulsory study was required, the meals also plummeted.

Wan Chaan woke up Fuchen and motioned her to eat.

Fuchen woke up in a daze, rubbing his eyes, and was fed in Wan Chaan's arms.

"Does Fuchen remember who he is?" Wan Chan asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Fuchen was confused.

"From where? Whose child? Remember?"

Fu Chen still stared blankly at him with eyes that hadn't woken up.

"Your name is Fuchen, Wan Fuchen, you are the child picked up by me, Wan Chaan, do you know?"

Fuchen still maintained the posture of turning his head away, when his head suddenly fell.

I don't know if I was sleepy, or I nodded.

Wan Zhuan raised his head and looked at the tree in the yard, "If one day I die, you will be buried with me."

Fu Chen's head dropped again, "Mmm~", she turned her head, leaned into Wan Zhuan's arms, rubbed her head, trying to sleep.

Wan Zhu didn't care about her answer.The right is right.

He doesn't have much.

There is only this one picked up sister.

If you die, of course you have to take it with you.

While eating, Zhuge Jin came in.

Wan Zhu was surprised and stared at this person, wondering how this person got in?Why come in?
Zhuge Jin walked over with a smile, "I was invited by the king to enter the palace, and I ask the king to invite you to buy school materials together."

He was dressed in a blue robe, with a sword and a matching outfit, and his manner was natural and elegant. Standing in the sun, he was completely worthy of the morning sun.

Wan Zhuan was sitting on the steps eating steamed buns and cabbage, his eyes were cold, his thoughts were extremely depressed, and he had no sense of existence standing in the sun.

"Is this the child you raised?" Zhuge Jin squatted down, looking at Fuchen's chubby face, she was dozing in Wan Chan's arms.

Wan Zhuan tore off a piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth, Fuchen opened his mouth, and closed his eyes to chew and eat.

"It's so cute." Zhuge Jin praised.

Wan Zhuan didn't greet people, nor would he purposely interrupt Fu Chen's sleepiness because of such things.There was no intention of inviting Zhuge Jin to dinner.

"I heard that Master Liusu has come to the ancient city. He will also take a tour of the flower boat in these two days. Do you want to go?" Zhuge Jin invited.

Don't go.

Wan Kuan ate lightly.

If you have the time, why not go to the forest to pick pine nuts and make some sweets for Fu Chen.

In the past six months, he studied and didn't spend much time with Fu Chen.

I feel a little ashamed.

Master Tassel is the author of "Happy Life" and an outstanding representative of the Xiaoyao School.The articles written are rich in imagination, and the posture of living as one wishes comes alive on the paper, and is sought after by the world.

"I heard that in order to meet him, the students in the capital rushed to buy flower boats, and even organized a boat race, hoping to win Master Tassel's appreciation and meet him."

boring.

Only readers are so boring.

Wan Zhuan never regarded himself as a scholar.

He is a wild man.he thinks.

(End of this chapter)