The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

The sound of kneeling and worshiping from the surrounding mountains and tsunami, and the mournful mourning of the women on the stage, are just like the record of the cleansing of injustices in the teahouse story, which is being staged.

Mu Junhou looked at King Min, not knowing what he could say.

After hearing the woman's words, his anger had reached its limit, but was blocked by a cold fence, because he didn't know what was true and what was false.Is there a straight road ahead, or a trap set by others?

Mu Junhou also shook his fan, seven points of familiarity, three points of joking, but there was no smile in his eyes: "The prince is not staying in Minyue, what is he doing here in Lin'an City? Could it be that the prince has recently won another reward, even Lin'an Is it also divided under the rule of the prince?"

The king of Fujian is bored, his eyebrows are loose and unrestrained, making it hard to figure out, but his demeanor is particularly elegant and dignified.

"Where, this king can't stretch his hand so long. It's not that he heard that Lin'an City is busy recently, so he came to have a look. Who knows that a good show will be encountered just by looking at it. Master Mu Hou said, whether this king is in charge of this matter or not?" in spite of?"

His lack of interest and dispensable appearance caused the expressions of the people around and the women on the stage to change, and they looked at Mu Junhou imploringly.

Mu Junhou put away his fan and smiled: "If I say I don't care, wouldn't it be against my lord's wishes? It's rare that my lord has such an ambition. When I'm promoted to court for a retrial, I'll definitely come to support you. Farewell."

The king of Min casually shook his fan, his eyes were contemptuous and cold, and he said boringly: "Mu Tianshu, you are so boring, it's not that I owe you favors in the matter of Lanjiang, this time I heard that your friend was falsely imprisoned. Let me return your favor. Why do you look like this king wants to plot against you? You are No.1 in the martial arts world. In the territory of the League, there are so many turmoil in the world, and I stand up for you, but you don't care about it, so I'm not afraid that if I can't pass tonight, this king will fall into a jade mountain and collapse."

Mu Junhou's foot slipped, listening to his mouth full of nonsense, he dragged him onto the thief boat with a few words.

This guy certainly doesn't know martial arts, but with his arrogant and unscrupulous demeanor, who would dare to go straight to the front?If the small Divine Machine Sect under its banner casually slapped the First League in the face, wouldn't the First League have to endure it?He is still acting like a man with his tail between his legs. I am afraid that when he comes to Lin'an City, it will be everyone's turn to swallow his anger.

"Hey," Mu Junhou quickly waved his hand, "Don't dare to talk nonsense. Once the news of your Yushan collapse is heard, the leader of the first alliance has to guard your door and protect your safety without sleep. Otherwise, if you just sneezed, Even the water of the Qiantang River can't wash away his grievances. The king of Min is kind enough to understand, you can manage this matter however you want, and no one can control you except that one. I really have something urgent, and I will come to you next time to talk about the old days. Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Mu Junhou started his Qinggong and quickly disappeared into the night.

It is true that Mu Junhou didn't know the purpose of King Min's intervention in this matter, but he only needed to know a little bit, and it would be no good if this Jiangnan King was involved in anything, so he ran away while he could.

Moreover, Mu Junhou really has something to do, something urgent.

Passing through the Lin'an prison in the dark, Mu Junhou walked into the death cell where Weisheng Haoran was imprisoned.

"Why, you came back so soon?" Seeing him, Wei Shenghaoran was slightly surprised.

Mu Junhou's expression was unprecedentedly indifferent, and his eyes were extremely strange, looking at him calmly and disbelievingly.It's not looking at a friend in the eye.

"You are right. You and I have known each other for 20 years, but we are just friends. You don't know me, and I don't know you."

Weisheng Haoran stared blankly, and slowly relaxed, he was sitting upright, but his expression was indifferent: "What do you know?"

"20 years ago, the brothers and sisters of the Wu family, Miao Qianshui did the evil." Mu Junhou said concisely, as if he didn't want to say a word, or he couldn't say it, "You were eight years old at that time. If you didn't know, I would You can elaborate."

"No need." Weisheng Haoran's eyes were clear and calm, "Although I was eight years old at the time, no one knew this matter better than me except the person involved."

Mu Junhou's mind went black, and it took him a long time to see the person in front of him clearly: "You know, you know..."

Extreme anger, disappointment, and chilling, but in the end only numbness remained.

"Ah, I know." Weisheng Haoran blinked his eyes slowly, "Do you think that since I know, I'm colluding with others and helping others? In fact, I also think so. But Mu Tianshu, things in this world are not There is a clear distinction between black and white, right and wrong, and you just have to make choices. Sometimes you make a right choice, and there is an avalanche behind you."

Mu Junhou shook his head: "Stop making excuses, because he is your teacher, because he is kind to you, but your own kindness is fulfilled by the pain of others?"

Weisheng smiled grandly, mocking himself with a hint of sarcasm: "Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want. Mu Tianshu, I am different from you. You are in the court and your heart is in the rivers and lakes. So in your In my eyes, there is only the grievances and hatred between one person and another. But in my eyes, what I see is a group of people and another group of people. Not the short-sighted and despicable guy you say."

Mu Junhou tried his best to keep his cold eyes unsteady, not knowing whether to believe it or not, he said coldly, "I would like to hear more about it."

Weisheng Haoran lowered his eyelashes, but raised his chin slightly, although he was imprisoned, he was dignified: "You are right, the teacher really treats me with great kindness, not only Suxin, but I also come from the charity hall. In addition to me, there are countless orphans raised by the sales halls. The reason why these sales halls exist today is because of the book hall.”

The book hall with a history of only 50 years was founded by Miao Qianshui's father. Miao Qianshui participated in it since he was a child. When he was 26, he officially took charge of the book hall. It has been 30 years since then.In the eyes of many people, Miao Qianshui represents the school.

Shutang collects information for free trade between buyers and sellers to ensure fairness and authenticity.The money earned, the accounts are clear, are all used to relieve the victims, and build sales centers in various places to help widows, widows and lonely.Practice the old and the old and the old, the young and the young and the young.

"It is rumored outside that there are 380 book buildings in the book hall. Everyone thinks that the book hall is so big, and gold and silver flow in like water every day. They think that the master of the book is rich in business without capital. But they don't know, 380 It's not a bookstore, but a charity workshop set up by a bookstore. They don't make money, they spend money."

Weisheng Haoran looked up at Mu Junhou: "Do you know how many people are needed to supply the 380 'book buildings'? And how can the book hall summon so many benevolent and righteous people to join it? From the beginning of the construction of the school, there is no one person and one family. Regardless of the three religions, as long as you have a heart of benevolence and righteousness, you can join the school. People in the school, regardless of their status, are not considered remuneration. To anyone, this is a mess , but survived for 50 years, only by virtue of one belief."

Mu Junhou's eyes were slightly moist, but he shook his head firmly: "What does this have to do with Miao Qianshui's crime? Could it be that the school will collapse if his crime is exposed?"

Weisheng Haoran: "The school was not built in a day. In the first ten years, it was just an ordinary non-governmental organization, and it was maintained by some donations. Until the 16-year-old teacher became famous as a teenager, relying on his fame and talents. Lin'an expanded to the whole of Jiangnan. Ten years later, the teacher officially took over the school, and gradually extended to all parts of the Central Plains. News trading was originally a shady underground transaction. Because of the teacher's endorsement, countless students from the academy joined in, and the school has what it is today scale."

He paused: "In order to feed enough people, the school must be expanded, because the expansion will offend many people. At the same time, the money touches people's hearts, and countless people covet the business of the school. At the same time, there is another A group of people are afraid of Shutang's ability to reach the sky. In the tenth year when the teacher took over the Shutang, that is, 20 years ago, something happened."

Mu Junhou wanted to laugh, and said sarcastically: "Don't you also want to say that the brothers and sisters of the Wu family deliberately framed him Miao Qianshui? Is it a dagger and a poisonous needle bought by others?"

Weisheng Haoran looked at him calmly, with a look of tiredness in his eyes. Although Mu Junhou's reaction was within his expectation, it still made him feel tired and ridiculous.I don't know whether to laugh at him or myself.

He continued almost as if talking to himself: "I was eight years old when the incident happened. I still remember that he knelt in front of more than a dozen gentlemen in the school. He didn't deny it. Everyone was disappointed with him, and they scolded him. After the scolding, some people said that they should not stand up. Because the teacher is the soul of the school, if he collapses, the 30-year-old school will also collapse. What should we do with the Salesian Workshop? We can’t destroy the hearts and minds of countless people just because of one teacher.”

Mu Junhou opened his eyes slightly, but he didn't believe it. Such a despicable and shameless person must be acting on occasion.

"Back then, the teacher hugged me and cried, and kept saying I was sorry, saying it was his fault. He asked me what to do? I said, my husband taught me that I should correct my mistakes and take responsibility for my own mistakes. I accompanied the teacher to surrender. Yes. But the thing is so absurd, the victim sues, the murderer pleads guilty. But the spectators don’t agree, because how can a saint make mistakes? The officials also don’t agree, because if the school collapses, who will clean up the stalls of the Salesian ? What about their political achievements?"

Mu Junhou: "...So, brother Wu deserves to be beaten to death in the street? Sister Wu deserves to reveal her low status and never stand up?"

Weisheng Haoran looked at him deeply: "Do you think it's good that Miao Qianshui is a heinous villain, as long as he dies, all problems will be solved? Actually, I thought so too when I was young."

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the dirty moonlight shining through the narrow skylight, and reached out to catch it.

"Since then, I have begun to doubt everything around me. I no longer believe that there are truly good people in the world. The gentlemen in Shutang know who the wrongdoers are, but they let black and white be turned upside down. No matter how much they rescue People, in my opinion, are all hypocrisy, and they all have other plans. Mr. found out, knowing that I hate people's eyes, but he still took me by his side. I just watched with cold eyes for ten years."

Ten years later, it was the beginning of Miao Qianshui becoming the crown prince and Taifu, and Weisheng Haoran's replacement.

The person in the filthy moonlight spoke calmly: "In those ten years, the teacher ordered someone to take care of the girl from the Wu family. He had simple food and simple clothes, and confessed his sins every day. At the same time, he lowered his respect for the school. Influence, constantly instill in everyone, take the morality of heaven and earth as their belief, not a certain person. If there is no such thing, he should be the god I respect most in this life."

"In those ten years, the Shutang tried its best to support it, but it was no longer pure. Countless forces were interspersed in it, including Jianghu and Chaotang. But they still survived. Until the one in Luoyang wanted the Shutang, this was the real life and death. But the teacher has no power to fight back, because the case file was placed in front of him ten years ago. He has only two choices, either destroy the school in his hands, or hand it over to the court."

Mu Junhou was startled when he heard that: "The one in Luoyang was still the prince back then, how dare he..."

Weisheng Haoran was very calm: "Why are you afraid to fight for the reserve position? At that time, the scene of the year was repeated again. More than a dozen old gentlemen surrounded him and scolded him, but they were all at a loss. After they left, the teacher asked I, if a person does one wrong thing, will he be lost forever, and there will be no turning back? He said that he was framed by someone back then, and there was something in the wine. He said, accepting the imperial conscript, or being ruined, no matter which way , the school is almost finished. But he has a way to turn the tide."

The method is to use Weisheng Haoran to control the school as Miao Qianshui, and take refuge in the East Palace as Weisheng Haoran himself.In this way, the East Palace received the support of "Miao Qianshui" externally and stabilized its position.If you want to reach out to Shutang, you can use Weisheng Haoran and Li Daitao's stiffness as constraints, and the two sides will maintain a balance.As far as the school is concerned, nothing has changed, except that Miao Qianshui has completely withdrawn from the school.And any latecomers will no longer be able to control the life and death of the school like Miao Qianshui once did.

"The teacher said that when the school gets used to being without him, does not need him, and can still operate alone, he will convert to the ancient Qingdeng Buddha and redeem his sins for the rest of his life. He asked me, can I forgive him?"

Mu Junhou: "Do you believe it? Shutang is a power in Jianghu. If you take refuge in the East Palace for him, in the eyes of the people in Shutang, you have become a minion of the imperial court. As long as you carry the name of Miao Qianshui, even if he has nothing Participate, the real Shutang is still in the hands of Miao Qianshui, and you will never get the support of the Shutang. As long as there is no new master who shakes his prestige, the Shutang will always be named Miao."

"Believe it. In the past 20 years, he has always been upright and noble. He is ascetic every day and respects everyone. Whether it is a person in the academy or a student in the academy, he tells everyone not to believe in him, heaven and earth Morality, benevolence and conscience are the foundation of the school."

Weisheng Haoran covered his face with his hands, his whole body was shrouded in the dirty shadow of the moonlight, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"If it wasn't for that incident, he would have been a truly virtuous person. After death, he would enter the sage's shrine to enjoy the incense of future generations, and his name will last for thousands of years. He should be the god I respect most in this life. He only made one mistake One thing, he was framed, he repented, how can I not believe it?"

Mu Junhou: "...he still lied to you."

"He didn't lie to me, I lied to him." Weisheng Haoran raised his head, the narrow skylight finally lost even the dirty light, only a dark night.

Mu Junhou didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Weisheng Haoran's fox eyes slowly bent, but there was no smile, but a cruel coldness: "You asked me, since he didn't touch Suxin, why did I kill him? Because I suddenly discovered that I never really Forgive him and trust him."

Mu Junhou's eyes trembled slightly.

"In the school hall, there are countless people's secrets hidden, and the reason why secrets are secrets is often because they can't see the light or people. Those who keep the secrets are the ones who guard the darkness of people's hearts." Weisheng Haoran decided Staring at Mu Junhou fixedly, like the legendary fox who can read people's hearts, "The teacher named me Weisheng Haoran, because he hoped that I could keep some of the arrogance in my heart for him from being swallowed by darkness."

Mu Junhou retreated subconsciously, but a chill came from his back.

The person in the dark shadow asked him: "Mu Junhou, Mu Tianshu, at the beginning of human beings, is human nature inherently evil or inherently good?"

The voice was leisurely: "The human heart is like a beast in a cage. If the chain is loosened, it is no longer a human being. If you do one evil thing, you will definitely do the second one."

The voice was cold: "I don't care why he appeared there at that time, but I will kill him again. Only in this way, he will never have the chance to do it again. I use my life, Wash away his good name. I will also use my life to protect the school for the last time for him."