Juntian University Chronicle

"Father, Guang'er misses you so much, your body can bear it all the way here."

Wang patted Ling Guang's head affectionately: "With your elder brother taking care of me, I'm fine. It's just that Guang'er is not used to being in Juntian City, and looks a little thinner."

The two babbled a lot of intimate conversations between mother and child, and Ling Junfang said with a smile: "No matter how much Father loves Guang'er, he has to eat his meal first. Guang'er go back."

Only then did Ling Guang realize that it was getting late, so he hurriedly helped Mrs. Wang to the main hall for dinner without mentioning it.

Ling Jun sent Ling Guang out, Ling Guang hesitated for a while, and said to Ling Jun: "Brother, wait a step, I have something to ask my brother."

Ling Jun and Da Lingguang are ten years old. They watched Ling Guang grow up and loved him very much. Seeing him say this now, he smiled and said, "Why is Guang'er so polite to elder brother? What's the matter? But it’s okay to say.”

Only then did Ling Guang hold back his shyness and told him that he wanted Ling Jun to ask Qiu Zhen about his marriage.

Ling Jun couldn't help laughing: "Guang'er has really grown up, and he knows that he has plans for his marriage."

Ling Guang shyly said: "Brother don't want to make fun of Guang'er. I only ask for this matter, brother must help me."

Ling Jun pondered for a while and said: "I am also familiar with that boy from the Qiu family, he is not bad. Now he is beside His Majesty, although the rank of the commander of the guards is not high, but he is with the King, he must have a future. No objection."

Ling Guang bit his lips, and said sadly: "It's a pity that brother Qiu Zhen doesn't seem to have any other affection for me other than brotherhood, but my brother asked, if... if he really has no intentions, I can give up."

Hearing what he said, Ling Jun couldn't help frowning. He thought they were in love with each other, but he didn't expect it to be Ling Guang's unrequited love.Qiu Zhen has had his own ideas since he was a child, and he can't force things about his feelings, so he can only try his best.

Since Jian Bin lived in the other garden of Qi's paddock, he settled down to study the meteorite carefully.

He is talented and intelligent, and he has learned this way since he was a child. These days, he has really realized some truths.

Placing this piece of meteorite in each hexagram position of the astrolabe will have different hexagrams. Jian Bin put these hexagrams together, hoping to find the answer he has been looking for.

He once heard from the family members that his father was the holy son of a foreign race. Before he was born, he was predicted by the head of the Jian family to be the destined son who inherited the blood of the ancient great witch. The Jian family had high hopes for him.

Unexpectedly, on the eve of the day before his birth, a meteor fell suddenly, and at dawn, he fell to the ground with a cuckoo.Xingyun was unknown, and after the clansmen learned that he was a Kun, they felt cold at first, but when the patriarch came to test and verify, his blood was completely incompatible with the sacred objects of the clan, and the patriarch immediately turned black.In several generations of Jian's family, there has been no Man of Destiny, and the family's prestige is getting lower and lower. In addition, before Jian Bin was born, he clearly knew that this was an unusual person, but it turned out that the purity of blood in his body was not as good as that of ordinary children in the family. Isn't this slapping him in the face?

At that moment, the patriarch didn't even give Jian Bin the genealogy, he just got angry: "Waste, worthless waste!" and walked away.

Since then, the word waste has become synonymous with Jian Bin.He grew up despised by others, and even his father didn't treat him well.Fortunately, there is a gentle father, only from him can he feel some warmth.However, even such a small happiness, he couldn't have it often. When he was ten years old, his father died of illness, and since then no one in this world has protected him.Father has a new Zhengjun and a new son, a son whose blood is almost half compatible with holy things.He suffered a lot and was bullied and insulted. He couldn't resist, and no one gave him a little warmth. Since then, he has closed his heart.

It wasn't until he got to know Murongli that he got out of this shadow a little bit.

So that day, when Qi Zhikan walked against the light, he easily drove those people away with a wave of his hand. To him, it was like a god descending into the world.He had dreamed countless times that there was such a great hero, with his feet on auspicious clouds and shining brightly, who would save him from fire and water.

He thought that although he had only met once, he should have fallen in love with this person.

He had secretly seen him hunting with his friends in the paddock, so heroic and brave.When he danced the sword, he was as graceful as a dragon swimming, with a vigorous posture.But as for himself, he is just a waste of the Jian family who has no blood inheritance. How could Qi Zhikan like such a self?

Jian Bin couldn't help but shed tears. How can he get rid of his current fate, and how can he stand by this person's side one day?

Wiping away his tears, he hurriedly continued to study the hexagrams of the astrolabe under the influence of the meteorite.He didn't believe that he was the blood of the head of the Jian family's direct line, and his father was also a person with quite a witch power. He could never be a waste without blood inheritance!The abnormal meteorite incident when he was born must have something to do with this matter, and he must find out the answer.The world has so much malice towards him, but he will never be defeated.He is not a cowardly person by any means!

Zhong Kunyi asked Gongsun Qian to have a chat in a teahouse outside the city.Since they became official, they have been busy with government affairs, and they have been battered. It has been a long time since they have such a good time to get together.

"Brother Gongsun, I haven't seen you for a long time, but he still looks the same." Zhong Kunyi cupped his hands.

Gongsun Qian cupped his hands and smiled: "Brother Zhong, how can you be so elegant today and ask me to talk here?"

"It's just that it's time for a rest today, autumn is coming to an end, and the red leaves in the suburbs are very beautiful, so I want to invite brother Gongsun to get together."

The two entered the private seat, and when they looked up, they could see that the mountains were full of red, and the forests were all dyed, which was extremely spectacular.

Gongsun Qian couldn't help but said: "Thinking that I have such a magnificent view in Juntian, why isn't it heart-wrenching?"

"That's right," Chung Kun Yi also said with a smile, "That's why you and I should do our best to add color to this great river and mountain!"

The two chatted about current affairs, paired with a cup of tea, which was elegant.

The conversation was in full swing, when suddenly there was a noise coming from downstairs, occasionally mixed with a few crying.

The two bent down to look down, and saw that the shop assistants were pulling an old man and a young man.

"What's the meaning of this?" Zhong Kunyi couldn't bear to see that the old man was almost unsteady, his face was full of wind and frost, and he was holding a huqin tightly in his hand, so he couldn't help asking.

When the clerk saw the distinguished guest upstairs asking questions, he respectfully replied: "The old and the young are singing in this city and staying in the courtyard of the store. They can't pay the rent this month, so I plan to drive them out. It will pollute the nobleman's life." ears, please forgive me.”

The two looked at each other and went downstairs together.

The old man saw that the quality of the two people's service was high-quality and their temperament was extraordinary, so he knew in his heart that they were noble people with status.