Xu Wei Rebirth

Qingyang Academy is located on Yufeng Mountain in the southern outskirts of Qingyang County.

Although Yufeng Mountain is not as steep and majestic as Dayu Mountain, it still has pleasant scenery.

This Qingyang Academy has a history of more than 1000 years since its establishment. In the first year of the founding of the Great Chu Dynasty, Zhuang Yun, a famous minister who followed the Great Chu Emperor in the Southern and Northern Wars, resigned from office and went back to seclusion, and founded Qingyang Academy in Qingyang County.

Originally, Qingyang Academy was famous all over the world. After all, the name of the founding hero Zhuang Yun was there, but later, 20 years later, Zhuang Yun’s son was suspected of plotting to usurp the throne, and Qingyang Academy was also closed down because of this, so The once famous Qingyang Academy has been silent for 20 years in Yufeng Mountain, and Qingyang County has gradually been forgotten by the world.

Until one day after 20 years of silence, a monk came to Dayu Mountain with an inappropriate name. This monk suddenly appeared in Dayu Mountain and walked around for a few laps. Then he built a temple on Dayu Mountain, which is now Yuhua Temple. , After that, I went to Yufeng Mountain again, walked around Yufeng Mountain a few times, and told the county magistrate at that time that it was a pity that Qingyang Academy was empty like this, if not, it should be built into a temple.However, the county magistrate at that time refused, and appealed to the imperial court, suggesting that the imperial court revoke the closure order of Qingyang Academy and open the academy.

The court acquiesced.Although there was no reply to the magistrate's memorial, but the money was allocated to let the magistrate restore Qingyang Academy.

So Qingyang Academy opened quietly.

At the beginning, no one came to study, and no one dared to be the dean, and there was only one teacher who should not be a monk.

It is really strange to say that he should not be a monk. He is a monk, but he insists on asking the county magistrate to be a teacher in the academy.

I have never heard of a monk as a teacher, and Nazhi County was repeatedly asked by the wrong monk, but he had no choice but to agree.

Later, I don’t know what method the inappropriate monk used to invite the well-known Confucianist Fang Zhengzheng at the time. After that, Qingyang Academy gradually became lively and famous, but the fame was not It cannot be compared with the past.

But to this day, Qingyang Academy has finally become the most famous academy in these nearby counties.

Xu Wei's father, Xu Zhengyi, works as a teacher in this Qingyang Academy.

The teaching of Qingyang Academy is no different from that of other academies. If there is anything special, it is the teachers here.

First of all, there must be a monk among the teachers. Since the monk who should not be, Qingyang Academy will invite a monk to be a teacher of Qingyang Academy. There is no need to teach, but to show his face when there are activities in Qingyang Academy That's fine.

Secondly, among the teachers, there are always one or two who are different from others.

For example, Xu Zhengyi.

When Fang Song came to Qingyang Academy, it happened that Xu Zhengyi was teaching.

Standing by the window, looking at Xu Zhengyi, who was sitting on the table in the room, facing the twenty or so young scholars below, talking endlessly, the corners of Fang Song's mouth twitched.

Look at this pose!

How can a teacher sit like this? !

Look at what he said-"Stinky boy! What are you talking about?! A bowl of mutton noodle soup is five taels of silver?! The silver at your kid's house is made of paper!? I went to Lao Hu's to buy a pair of your teacher yesterday. Bowl, listen clearly, five copper coins!! And the sesame seed cakes, you can eat two pieces for one copper plate! Just your nonsense of building a car behind closed doors! Don’t become an official in the future, even if you become an official, don’t say it’s mine Student! You don’t even understand the market outside! You are an ass official! Wait to be murdered by your subordinates!”

...Touch—what a mess!

Fang Song almost hit the wall, but his staggering steps still knocked over the flowerpot next to him. Fang Song squatted down hastily, and Xu Zhengyi stuck his head out, looked at it, and then smiled strangely, then shrank back.

Then, Fang Song heard Xu Zhengyi lazily say, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a kitten..."

Little cat? ?

Fang Song hesitated.Then he gritted his teeth, this kid did it on purpose!

"But... County Magistrate Fang?" Suddenly a hesitant soft voice sounded.

Fang Song turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing behind him wearing a blue square scarf and a white Confucian uniform.The face is gentle and very amiable, with a faint smile.

Fang Song was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly stood up, bowed his hands, and said respectfully, "Student Fang Song pays his respects to the teacher."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands with a smile, "You are a county magistrate now, why are you so polite?"

Fang Song bowed his hands respectfully, "The teacher will always be Fang Song's teacher, no matter where Fang Song is."

The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head, sighed, "Forget it, your temper is really as Zhengyi said, hard and smelly."

Fang Song still looked dignified, but his heart was itching for Xu Zhengyi's teeth, what is so hard and smelly, I really don't know who is so hard and smelly compared to the guy who would rather be kicked out of the family than let go of that woman back then ? !

"I heard from Zhengyi that when you came to Qingyang County, you were also very surprised, but after thinking about it, it's not bad. You are all officials, and maybe being a county magistrate will allow you to learn more." The middle-aged man He picked up the tea bowl on the table, drank it slowly, and talked softly.

Fang Song bowed his hands apologetically, "The student didn't come to visit the teacher in the first time, so I ask the teacher to forgive me."

The middle-aged man shook his head and chuckled, "You are busy with business, you are new here, and you have to deal with a lot of things, how can I blame you for this?"

Fang Song still looked ashamed.

The person in front of him is his and Xu Zhengyi's first teacher, Zhuang Jing, who is knowledgeable and famous in the capital, but later refused the imperial court's title of knighthood and traveled around the world. Unexpectedly, he came to Qingyang a few years ago The college, as the dean, also took in Xu Zhengyi who was kicked out of the family at that time and had nowhere to stay.

"You came here to find Zhengyi?" Zhuang Jing asked.

"Yes!" Fang Song answered respectfully, cupping his hands.

"Then wait for a while, it's probably about the same." Zhuang Jing looked at the sky outside and said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a voice—"Hey, did the kitten come here?"

Fang Song's face darkened.

Zhuang Jing laughed and shook his head, stood up, and patted the person who came, that is, Xu Zhengyi's shoulder, "You! My son is so old, why are you still so fussy?"

Xu Zhengyi rubbed his nose and smiled a little embarrassedly. Facing the gentle and amiable Zhuang Jing in front of him, Xu Zhengyi didn't dare to be presumptuous, he just laughed dryly.

After Zhuang Jing finished speaking, he walked outside, "You brothers, let's have a good chat."

Fang Song hurriedly got up and handed him off.

After Zhuang Jing left, Fang Song gave Xu Zhengyi a hard look before saying seriously, "Let Haoran find his master. Don't let him stay in Qingyang County anymore."

Xu Zheng was stunned one by one, "Huh?"

"Prince Jing Yu's daughter, Princess Chu Ke is a monster."

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Let's talk about Dayu Mountain at this moment... Xu Haoran looked at Mo San, who was squatting on the ground and biting a meat bun with a blank expression, and then looked down at the bun in his hand.

Why did Xu Haoran feel that the bun in Mo San's hand seemed bigger than his own?

And the wafting smell, why does he feel that the steamed stuffed bun in Mo San's hand is more delicious?

"Xiao Mo, did Wei Wei make the steamed stuffed bun in your hand?"

"En!" Mo San said vaguely, and continued to bite the meat buns.

"What about the bun in my hand?"

"Those monks did it!"

Xu Haoran raised his eyebrows, buns made by monks? !No wonder there is no meat!

Also, why can he only eat buns made by monks? !

"Xiao Mo, give me one!" Xu Haoran stretched out his hand.

Mo Sanyan quickly grabbed the last bun on the ground, stood up expressionlessly, "No more."

A vein popped on Xu Haoran's forehead, what was that holding in his hand? !

"You can...eat it with white tofu." Mo San slowly said calmly while biting the last bun in his hand.

Xu Haoran looked down, and saw Xiaobai who was lying on his stomach crying tears over a bowl of braised pork.

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At this time, in Huiyuan's meditation room...Xu Wei lay beside the bed, watching Huiyuan give acupuncture to Chu Ke who was still unconscious on the bed.

After Huiyuan finished injecting the needle, Xu Wei hurriedly brought water, "Master, drink water."

Huiyuan patted Xu Wei's head, took the tea bowl, and drank slowly.

Seeing Xu Wei packing up the golden needles, Huiyuan smiled. He has always been very proud of this hardworking, gentle and kind-hearted apprentice. Maybe he is not as talented as Mo San, but he is diligent and steadfast, and most importantly, he has a heart. Benevolent, never underestimated Mo San who is an ink ghost, and always took good care of him.

But now, seeing him wiping the sweat off Chu Ke's forehead indifferently and without fear... and thinking of Xu Haoran who came in with Chu Ke in his arms, Huiyuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, these two really deserve to be brothers. .

"Master, tell me, is she okay?" Xu Wei couldn't help but turned around and asked.

Seeing that half of the ugly face, and listening to the almost weak pulse, Xu Wei couldn't help asking.

Monster.

I just heard about it, but never saw it. I thought it was a folk tale, but I didn't expect it to really exist.Thinking back to what his elder brother Xu Haoran told him, the terrifying appearance when he was ill... Xu Wei frowned.

Huiyuan stared blankly, then fell silent.

After a while, he asked back, "Xiao Wei, do you know what a monster is?"

Xu Wei was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "Master, Xiao Wei doesn't know."

Huiyuan smiled, "I don't know either."

Huh?

"People often talk about monsters, but what is a monster? What does it look like? Why is it a monster? Can a monster harm people? How long can a monster live? But no one has ever been able to say why..."

Xu Wei thought about it.

"So...Xiao Wei, the master doesn't know whether the princess can be better..." Hui Yuan looked at Xu Weisi and said with a slight smile.