Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Ji Kang, who came from an aristocratic family in the Qing Dynasty, was proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and had countless followers and admirers in official schools.

Whenever his piano lessons are basically full of seats.

As a result, many people saw with their own eyes that he was clearly fine yesterday, but without warning today, they sent someone to report his illness, saying that he would be bedridden for a year or so.

Even if Lu Yi, the headmaster who is also well-known and well-known, gave an explanation in person, and Cai Zhaoji, who is also proficient in music theory, was hired as a substitute teacher, the students still talked about it in private.dubious about it.

When the master is around, they can barely suppress their curiosity and keep quiet in class.

When it was lunch time, the cafeteria was full of noise, and the topics all revolved around Mr. Ji's sudden resignation.

Jiang Wei sat alone as usual, as if he hadn’t heard the noise around him, flipping through the textbook with one hand, while holding the mutton pancake he had just brought with the other hand, nibbling calmly and taking a sip of hot pork from time to time. bone broth.

He has always been a loner, and the people around him are used to it, and this time they don't intend to ask him to participate in the topic.

Therefore, no one could tell that under Jiang Wei's seemingly calm and repulsive appearance at the moment, he was deeply worried about Guo Bu who was absent for no reason.

Only the student who was retorted by Guo Bu yesterday saw that Jiang Wei was alone again, and couldn't help gloating: "It seems that Brother Jiang really took his new friends to sell melons and fruits, and everyone was so tired that he couldn't afford it." , I didn’t come to class either!”

Jiang Wei ate the pancake slowly, without even looking at him, picked up the soup bowl with his right hand, raised his neck, and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing that Jiang Wei was still indifferent and didn't respond, the man just thought it was impossible to refute, and immediately became more and more proud.

He simply squeezed away the classmates surrounding him, walked towards the seat where Jiang Wei was, and mocked: "What kind of person do I think he is? Still..."

He chattered endlessly, but Jiang Wei usually just turned a deaf ear.But at this moment, it was Guo Bu who was being slandered, so he couldn't continue to let it go.

As soon as he gathered his eyebrows, he put down the empty soup bowl without haste, and was about to fight back, when he suddenly found that the surroundings, which had been noisy all the time, had become extremely quiet at some point.

In the silence that could be heard falling needles, the students all stood up involuntarily with expressions of surprise, enthusiasm, joy, or obsession on their faces.

Jiang Wei seemed to have noticed something, he ignored the person in front of him, and followed everyone's gaze——

This is precisely, there are gentlemen in Qionglou, and immortals live in Yuyu.

The air is as bright as the stars, and the majesty is like the rushing river, and the momentum is so bright that there are many stars holding the moon.

His face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are like lacquer, his lips are like danzhu, his hair is like a black waterfall, and he is dressed in white clothes that are white as snow. He walks in the leisurely courtyard, suddenly there are phoenix feathers flying smoke, and he rides the immortal Dust, startled by the fog.

Jiang Wei seemed to be in a dream, and unconsciously held his breath.

Even though he had never been lucky enough to see Yu Wang Yanqing's appearance with his own eyes, he was able to confirm the other party's identity without hesitation.

——In the entire world, there is probably no one else who can have such an outstanding appearance.

Everyone stared at him with a smile on his lips, and while talking with Lu Yi, he casually walked up to Jiang Wei.

The one who was arrogant and aggressive just now didn't even dare to show his breath, and was dragged aside by his friend kindly.

Facing that warm and soft gaze, Jiang Wei's mind buzzed, leaving nothing but blankness.

...His Royal Highness King Yu, why, it seems, is looking at him?

"This is the student who has been ranked first for four consecutive years, Jiang Wei Jiang Boyue?"

As if seeing him for the first time, Yan Qing glanced at him with a smile, then turned her head slightly to ask Lu Yi.

Lu Yi nodded, and did not hesitate to say a few good words for the student who gave him a very good impression: "My lord, I haven't been here for many years, so I'm afraid I don't know. Boyue has been studying for more than four years, with excellent grades, tenacious and hardworking. , and being filial to his mother, he is really a rare talent and beauty.”

Yan Qing nodded when he heard that, and looked at Jiang Wei who was involuntarily straightening his back seriously several times, and said with a smile: "That's very good. I just need someone who is careful and appropriate to write as I want... ..."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Lu Yi with a smile, "I don't know if Boyan will let me go half a year in advance."

Speaking of this, basically all the people who were still in a trance came back to their senses and figured out what happened.

Everyone gasped in unison, and all of a sudden, hot eyes of envy and jealousy were cast on Jiang Wei, who was still stunned, like knives.

Why!

He is just a poor boy who only knows how to read books, but also sells fruits and vegetables. Why is he so blessed to be favored by His Royal Highness King Yu?

You must know that there are countless capable ministers under King Yu's command, and those who truly care for each other and get the blessing of longevity, there are still only a few people.

As we all know, the one who drafted the document on behalf of His Royal Highness King Yu was either Chen Eng, who was written in brocade and embroidered sentences, or Guo Shaofu, who was so talented.

Who would have guessed that His Royal Highness King Yu would visit the academy on a whim, but chose Jiang Wei, who was like a saw-mouthed gourd from beginning to end and never said a word, as the "writing that suits his heart"?

Although the official position on the surface is not considered high, the meaning it can represent is enough for countless Zhilan Yushu to go forward and fight for their heads!

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Yan Qing raised her eyebrows as usual, and asked Lu Yi, "How is it?"

Everyone turned their attention to the dean in unison.

Although the heart was full of shock and confusion, as well as overwhelming jealousy, no one dared to question King Yu's decision.

I just wish that the dean would politely refuse, and they would kick this bastard surnamed Jiang away, throw it into the moat neatly, and try to recommend themselves again to see if they can replace him.

At first, Lu Yi thought Yan Qing was joking, but he was serious when he didn't want to, so he couldn't help being stunned for a while, then smiled, and agreed: "It's the fortune of a scholar to be successful in his studies. What I said by myself is obviously a favor that heaven wants to give Bo Yue. A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, and if he can't agree with him, how can he stop him?"

Yan Qing smiled: "I also have to thank you for your good teaching, which gave me a good talent."

Lu Yi shook his head and declined: "If it wasn't for the lord's attention to support, what can I do if I have little ability?"

The two chatted casually again, but Jiang Wei, who was hit by a big pie falling from the sky, was still standing there in a daze, as if all his usual calmness and self-control were lost.

Yan Qing, who secretly passed Tang Bohu's addiction to Qiuxiang, secretly felt very happy, and she was very patient.

Seeing that Jiang Wei hadn't recovered yet, he felt that the other party was very cute, so he couldn't help but smiled softly, reached out his hand, and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

Just as Jiang Wei recovered some soul energy, he was patted lightly by the robe with a faint fragrance, and flew out again, wandering around in a daze for a long time.

Lu Yi frowned slightly, trying to remind him that he might be happy and foolish, but he was stopped by Yan Qing silently, so he had to give up.

When Yan Qing was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Wei finally came back to his senses.

His limbs were as stiff as a puppet, but he knelt down with all his might and said, "Thank you... Thank you, Your Highness."

Yan Qing stopped when he heard the words, turned around, smiled, and reminded: "Chenshijiji, remember to come to the mansion first, and then take the car to Liushuilou together. Don't make a mistake."

Jiang Wei agreed.

Although Lu Yi followed Yan Qing to other places, he still remembered to order the servants to help Jiang Wei pack up the things and send them to Yan Qing's residence——as a writer, he will naturally live with the lord in the future of.

After all, if Jiang Wei stayed in the academy any longer, he might delay the lord's official business, and he might even be torn apart by his envious classmates.

For the thoughtful arrangement made by the principal himself, Jiang Wei accepted it gratefully.

In fact, the group of people who always looked down on Jiang Wei and were persistent in finding faults and stumbling blocks had quietly shrunk to a small corner, not daring to show their heads.

I was afraid that Jiang Wei, who once flew up a high branch and became a phoenix, would remember it and take revenge.

And those people who used to ignore him when he was ostracized and stood by, didn't feel any guilt, and wanted to surround him enthusiastically, but they were either pushed away by the guards, or shivered by Jiang Wei's cold face. up.

Jiang Wei didn't live in the college, so he didn't have much to tidy up. With the diligent help of the guards, he packed it up quickly.

But before he left, he couldn't help but open his mouth to the teacher with whom he had the best relationship in the past, and made a request.

"Wei has been studying for many years, but he has only one friend." Jiang Wei pursed his lips, and continued: "His surname is Guo Mingbu, and his character is Wenruo. He is from Xuzhou. He just entered the school yesterday, but he didn't come today for some reason. Wei has not waited for him, so he should go away... When he comes back, may I take the liberty of asking you to tell him to come to Wei's mansion to meet him when he is free?"

Although the master was puzzled how the two developed a deep affection after only a day of acquaintance, he readily agreed.

Only then did Jiang Wei put down the boulder that had been hanging in his heart, heaved a sigh of relief, and walked out resolutely.

Jiang's mother never dreamed that her son, who was counting how much money she earned with a serious face yesterday, actually went to the government school for less than half a day, and he was on the blue sky, and he was so successful.

She was sweating profusely selling melons and fruits at the market, when she was respectfully invited by a group of guards to the newly granted Jiang Mansion, holding her son's salary which was said to have been paid in advance, standing in front of her respectfully The two maidservants looked at each other.

When Yan Qing returned to the mansion, the first thing he did was to carefully put the "Qin Score" into the storage drawer in a good mood.

And together with this music score full of Jiang Wei's authentic works, there are some fragmentary collections from everyone.

Hearing the familiar footsteps approaching quickly, Yan Qing, who was admiring them, snapped the dark drawer back to the shelf without thinking, and then returned to the desk as if nothing had happened.