Juntian University Chronicle

He adjusted his clothes carefully before getting out of the sedan chair.

In the evening of summer night, the cool breeze is blowing, and the heat is gone.

Ling Guang saw the figure standing in the gazebo at a glance.Standing tall and straight, his charm is unique, at this moment the evening clouds in the sky are gradually receding, the sky is pale and glazed, Ling Guang hardly dares to make a sound, lest he disturb this person who is integrated with the sky light.

As soon as Qiu Zhen turned his head, he saw Ling Guang standing outside the pavilion a little timidly.Can't help showing a smile: "Ah Guang, long time no see."

Seeing his smiling face, Ling Guang felt as if he had passed away, and suddenly felt sore in his heart, and tears flowed down his face.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he was crying, Qiu Zhen quickly strode over and pulled him to sit down in the pavilion.

"Brother Qiu Zhen, I miss you so much. Why don't you come back to see me?" Ling Guang couldn't help asking.

"Alas!" Qiu Zhen sighed, "Ah Guang, you still love to cry, and you are still a crybaby like you were when you were a child."

"Who... who said I was a crying bag!" Ling Guang was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly wiped away his tears.

"You still don't admit it?" Qiu Zhen smiled and shook his head: "You cry when you are angry, you cry when you are happy, you cry when you change your teeth and cannot eat Yufu cake, and you cry when you lose your handkerchief. Did it flood the city lord's mansion?"

Ling Guang really wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, so he said coquettishly: "Brother Qiu Zhen, stop teasing me, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Ah Guang." Qiu Zhen came over and sat beside him, with a smile on his face: "You know what? I live a fulfilling life every day now. Emperor Qikun is a very good emperor, with latitude and longitude in his chest, By recruiting wise men and being by his side, I feel that I have endless energy and can do something for this country and the people every day, and a man should do the same! How can you stick to these small things?"

Ling Guang looked at Qiu Zhen, his face was shining brightly, it could be seen that the current life was exactly what Qiu Zhen wanted, and he was also happy that he had found his ideal.But he never felt that meeting Qiu Zhen was a trivial matter.

"Brother Qiu Zhen," Ling Guang summoned up his courage and asked, "Have you not considered marrying Zhengjun yet?"

"I don't have time to think about this." Qiu Zhen shook his head: "The peace mission of the Xisu people will enter Beijing soon, and the emperor thinks about it day and night, hoping to achieve peace at the least cost. It is common sense to play cards, and it takes a lot of effort to deal with them."

Ling Guang felt disappointed, Qiu Zhen had never thought about marrying Zhengjun, so why did he want to open the mouth himself?He doesn't understand these major national affairs, and he came here today just to let Qiu Zhenneng reassure him.

However, seeing Qiu Zhen talking about these things endlessly, he was reluctant to leave. He was actually content to be able to look at Qiu Zhen.

When Qiu Zhen sent him back to Juntian University, Ling Guang reluctantly held his sweetheart's hand and said, "Brother Qiu Zhen, you...you will come to see me more often."

Qiu Zhen patted his head as he did when he was a child and said, "Ah Guang, Uncle Ling entrusted you to me when you came. Don't worry, I will take good care of you."

Looking at the back of Qiu Zhen going away under the moonlight, Ling Guang sighed quietly. Is Qiu Zhen really confused, or does he not like himself at all?

"Master, it's even more serious, you should go back to the house earlier." Seeing him standing for a long time, Zi Su couldn't help persuading him.

Ling Guang returned to the dormitory, tossing and turning, not long after, he was confused about who was going, but the dream was not very peaceful. For a while, he dreamed that when he was a child, Qiu Zhen joked that he would marry him when he grew up. Talking about marrying him into the palace, after a while I dreamed of several people dressed as savages coming to tell me that the emperor had allowed him to go to Xisu to get married, and the king of Xisu came to pick him up.Ling Guang was so frightened that he turned around and ran for his life, but he couldn't get rid of the yelling people behind him who were chasing after him.

It is said that Gongsun Qian was not invited to Lingguang yesterday, although many friends gathered for the birthday party, but the party ended, I still felt a little disappointed.

Zhi Ming raised his glass and drank with him: "It seems that Ling Guang really has no intentions for you."

Gongsun Qian smiled bitterly: "He didn't even bother to tell me happy birthday, what else can I think about?"

Zhi Ming took a sip of his wine and said, "That's not entirely true, maybe he has something on his mind, and he didn't listen to your words at all, so it doesn't matter."

Gongsun Qian patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Zhiming, are you comforting me or stabbing me in the heart again?"

Zhiming also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he didn't explain it immediately, and said with a carefree smile: "If the number one beauty in Juntian is so easy to chase, what's the point? A man has the whole world in his heart, so why bother with his children. Brother Gongsun, why don't we get drunk today? Not return!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Gongsun Qian was infected by his words, and also took a pot of wine.

The two of them drank together against the moon, and they really got drunk.

Ling Guang spent the night like this, and the next day he fell ill.

In a daze, I only heard a voice calling to myself: "Brother Lingguang, wake up!"

When Meng Zhang woke up in the morning, he was shocked to see Ling Guang's face turned red and his forehead was hot.But his elder brother Meng Han was not at the school, so he and a few servants had to carry Ling Guang on the sedan chair and send him to the school hospital.

The old doctor at the school hospital took the pulse and said: "This is because of the wind and cold. The summer moon is greedy for coolness, and the wind, cold and summer damp are exposed to the outside, and the cold food and drinks are hurt from the inside. This young man is already weak, so he went out If you blow cold wind, you will get sick."

Seeing that he kept talking about these things, Meng Zhang was a little anxious: "Hey, don't talk about it, I don't understand these things, so quickly write him a prescription!"

Seeing what he said, the old doctor had no choice but to write the prescription, and muttered while writing: "Why are young people these days so anxious?"

Seeing him muttering, Meng Zhang felt angry, but he couldn't let it go. He just waited until he finished writing, grabbed it and went outside to get medicine.

Zhong Kunyi knew some pharmacology, and would work part-time in the school hospital in his spare time. Meng Zhang walked in through the curtain, and the two immediately met each other.

"Why are you?" The two asked in unison.

Zhong Kunyi reacted first, couldn't help laughing, gave a salute, and asked, "I don't know what the young master is here today?"

Meng Zhang didn't expect him to grab medicine here, and asked curiously, "Aren't you from the Department of Economics? Why are you here?"

"Zhong has a little understanding of pharmacology, and the school hospital is short of staff, so sometimes he will come to help."

"Know a little bit?" Meng Zhang tilted his head, a little worried: "Then you won't take the wrong medicine?"

"Young master," Zhong Kunyi explained calmly without being annoyed, "Zhong has been here for more than two years and has never made a mistake, so you can rest assured."