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

Gu Jinxiao came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a deep and serious look: "What kind of situation is this? It's just a poor person who has spent twenty years seeking justice for herself, so I'll let her do it."

However, He Jiuqing seemed to have understood the ending, with a faint smile: "Justice is easy to find, but people's hearts are hard to appease. Besides, the forces behind the four directions are stirring up, and the school can't hold on. Where does Fang Chiyu go?"

"Four directions? Luoyang, Jiangnan King, Coffin Painting Charm, who else?"

He Jiuqing smiled frivolously: "And... the person in front of me."

"Me?" Gu Jinxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and an indescribable force flowed from his brows.The flawless complexion like ice and snow made the black eyebrows appear more shadowy.Although, there is no ambition in his eyes, only calm and indifferent.

"My goal is not the school, let them fight."

There was a hint of worry in He Jiuqing's smile, if it wasn't for Shutang, it would be really bad.Ah Tian was more greedy than he thought.

……

August really is an eventful month.

Xuezhu Academy's murder case was full of twists and turns, and finally at the end of August, it was pushed to the forefront by an old case of injustice 20 years ago, causing an uproar in the world.

A woman who was nearly forty years old used storytelling in the Bauhinia Teahouse to reveal that Miao Qianshui invaded the family of a student 20 years ago, and used her fame to pressure and falsify the crime. membership.

This matter was heard by the King of Min who was visiting Laian'an, and he was furious, bluntly saying how dare he slander the emperor so much, is there any evidence?

The woman immediately presented the case files of the year. Although a series of witnesses and material evidences were incomplete due to the age, it was still possible to see something strange in them.

The King of Min was startled and angry, and immediately took the woman to the Yin of Lin'an Prefecture, ordering him to investigate the matter thoroughly.

At that time, the case of Weisheng Haoran's murder of a master recurred, and the plaintiff changed his story, saying that Miao Qianshui died of righteous indignation because he intended to do something wrong against him.

The two cases separated by 20 years are very similar and corroborate each other, and Miao Qianshui's self-reported confession 20 years later, the evidence is conclusive.

In the end, despite the objections from major academies of Jiangnan students, the governor of Lin'an prefect changed his wrongful sentence 20 years ago, and charged Miao Qianshui with polluting his innocence, forcing his wife into prostitution, and causing his tragic death.And under the pressure of public opinion, Wu's citizenship was returned and the medical girl Su Xin was released.

Because the perpetrator Miao Qianshui is dead and has the status of the former prince and Taifu, there is no actual punishment.Just confiscate property.However, all the property under the name of Miao Qianshui has been donated, except for a remote pine house, there is no small property.

It was only then that people discovered that the case was a sensation all over the world, but whether it was the tragic death of Miao Qianshui at the beginning or the ruin of his reputation at the end, Luoyang did not make any statement from the beginning to the end.Except that the Ministry of Officials quietly revoked Miao Qianshui's vain post as the former Prince and Taifu.

No matter how the event develops, only one person's ending has never changed.Weisheng Haoran insisted that he killed his teacher only because of fame and fortune, and Miao Qianshui never surpassed his love for the doctor girl.In the end, he was sentenced to be executed in October.

Although the process of this case has been repeated, it is not complicated. It just involves 20 years old news, and it is Miao Qianshui, the world-renowned book master.It is unbelievable that the saint fell and fell.

This big case, which happened in less than half a month, started with a bizarre murder case. In the middle, Li Daitao was stiff, there were grievances and hatred entanglements, there were princes traveling, and the dignitaries shielded them. Finally, the grievances 20 years ago were cleared up.If it gets into the mouth of the storyteller, it will definitely be a sensational and hearty revenge show that has been sung for a long time.It is evil that is rewarded for evil, the law of heaven is clear, and retribution is not good.

However, this is not the case.

Not only Lin'an City, but the entire south of the Yangtze River seems to have ushered in the coldness of late autumn in advance, full of sorrow and vicissitudes.

"No one is perfect, no one has done anything wrong, it is too harsh on a saint."

"It's been 20 years. Who knows if it's true. I don't believe that Mr. is such a person. This case was concluded too hastily."

"The dead are the most important. Everyone is dead. All grievances and grievances should dissipate. Why are you so aggressive?"

"Mr. Tomorrow will be buried, and we will all go see him off."

"If Mister is a wicked person, there will be no good person in the world. I really hate it!"

"That's right, what's a prostitute who is as good as her husband is? I'm really not worth it for my husband."

"...I heard that the girl from the Wu family was originally the daughter of Biyu from the scholarly family."

"What nonsense, so what if she is the emperor's daughter? Because she ruined a generation of great sages by herself. How many years does it take to produce a saint."

"Yeah, it's just the shitty thing about men and women. You're happy and I'm happy too. Why ruin a person? If she had nodded and agreed to be a concubine to her husband, nothing would have happened. She was the one who killed her brother .This woman is really unlucky and disgusting."

"If I were her, I would twist my hair and become an aunt. I've been to that kind of place, how can I be an innocent person?"

"That's right, she's almost 40 years old. She's an old woman, she doesn't have the face to come out and say that a man raped her 20 years ago, and she doesn't know how to be ashamed. Now, the whole world knows about her crap. .”

"If she is my daughter, I will put her in the latrine and drown her immediately."

……

A woman in a gray robe walks on a sunny street in autumn.

The children running and laughing are innocent and carefree, singing and cursing a certain shameless person, praising the fall of a certain great virtuous person.

Pedestrians and neighbors who came and went from south to north greeted and chatted with each other cordially, and their eyes swept over her seemingly absently.

Obviously wrapped tightly, obviously put on extremely beautiful makeup, obviously both right and wrong have been revealed.She was the same as when she was a girl again, and she could walk in the crowd without any worries.

But why is it so cold?Why don't they scold the bad guy?Why in their mouth, she is the bad person?Hasn't the case been clarified?The law has given her justice.

...shame...shameless...why doesn't she die...it's all her fault...

...Three talented men died because of her, wicked woman...

...I think it was a fairy dance at the beginning...I didn't make a deal with wanting to climb high branches...

... bah... bah... stench...

Well, she felt dirty too.The whole world is extremely dirty, why is it not dark yet?

Get dark quickly, when it gets dark, evil spirits can come out.

Under the gray robe, the lips that are no longer young but delicate and beautiful, painted as bright red as blood, slowly curled up, sneered, but seemed to cry without tears.

In July and a half, the gate of hell opens.

However, it is almost September, and there are ghosts and shadows in Lin'an City at night.

It is said that every time the sun sets, a white-haired evil spirit will appear in the dark night of Lin'an City, holding an embroidery scissors that can be seen everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River.

It will go to your door and listen, and if it hears a voice, it will cut off your tongue.

As a result, the embroidery scissors were dripping bright blood all the time, reflecting the frosty moonlight, so red that it looked like a girl's cinnabar mole.

……

Even in the daytime, the death cell in Lin'an City was gloomy and gloomy.

All the light that comes in becomes dirty.

Mu Junhou came to see Weisheng Haoran.

The man smiled serenely and mysteriously, calmly: "Mu Junhou, as you wish, your grievances will be rehabilitated, and everything will return to its place. Is the world at peace?"

Mu Junhou was expressionless: "In the ten years since you took over, Miao Qianshui has actually been squeezed out of the school."

"Ah."

"All the gentlemen at the top of the school know about him."

"Not only did he know, but he even covered it up with his own hands."

Mu Junhou nodded: "They are writing a eulogy for Miao Qianshui, using Spring and Autumn writing in French to cover up his faults, inspiring the students to pay him a grand memorial and bury him with glory."

"Ah, don't worry about it. They scold the teacher behind their backs more than anyone else. You see, I'm tired of writing the eulogy, so I wrote a long letter to scold me."

Mu Junhou seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand: "Why?"

Weisheng smiled grandly: "Personally, it's probably because I'm afraid that I will follow in the footsteps one day. Gong Yu, a dead sage, is more useful than a living leader."

Mu Junhou nodded again: "Back then, who drugged Miao Qianshui's wine? You are so cruel to yourself, I don't believe you will let that person go."

Weisheng was silent for a while, and after a while, he said calmly: "At that time, the scale of the school was not so big that it was eye-catching, and there was a shadow of a mysterious person behind it, and no one dared to touch it."

Mu Junhou was stunned: "..."

"As you think, he just drank too much and couldn't control the evil thoughts in his heart. No one hurt him."

Mu Junhou blinked, then blinked again: "Then, where is Su Xin?"

"I don't know." Weisheng Haoran also had a trace of confusion in his eyes, "I don't know why he appeared there until I die. But if he stands there, everything will never be undone."

Mu Junhou was silent for a long time. Last night, he caught the tongue-cutter, an old woman with beautiful makeup under the white hair, smiled sinisterly, and told him a secret.

... Aunt Zhang in Songlu was bribed by me, and I put the things in the bowl of soup.

... I woke him up and told him that the soup contained poison and medicine.Everyone drank and everyone died except him.

... Most importantly, I told him that when I was pregnant, the child was not aborted.It's a girl, born with sin.I threw her out, into a sales home.Her name is Su Xin.

...Suxin, jasmine root powder.Of course they all lied to him.But he believed it.

... I don't want him to simply die, I want him to be ruined.However, I just realized that I hate people in the world more than him.Listen to what they are saying.

…Today it is just to cut off the tongue, but tomorrow it may be to cut off the head.Mu Junhou, who is famous all over the world, what are you going to do?

Mu Junhou looked at Weisheng Haoran in a daze, but finally did not tell the truth.

He just said softly: "It's still simple in the world. Enmity and hatred are nothing more than swords coming and going, a fight between three or two people."

Weisheng Haoran's eyes were slightly cold, and he understood: "You have something to hide from me."

Mu Junhou's eyes trembled slightly, and he paused for a moment: "The book hall... the book hall has been taken over by the imperial court. It is the king of Fujian. However, he did not interfere with the affairs of the nursery, and everything is as usual. The people in the book hall are still the same as before. .”

Weisheng stared blankly, lost his mind, and couldn't believe it: "Impossible, that person won't leave the school alone. The teacher didn't break the contract, and didn't do evil again, how could he leave the school alone?"

Mu Junhou looked at him seriously, without blinking: "Weisheng, you trust me. I will definitely look at him, there will be no less than one thousand and 380 'book buildings'. If you violate this oath, Humans and gods abandon each other. I am the prince of Southern Chu, if he can use me, I will definitely be able to do it. The financial resources of the Mu family will not let them collapse."

Weisheng Haoran half-opened his eyes, staring at him fixedly, raised his trembling fingers, covered his eyes, water overflowed from his fingers.

"Weisheng, I'm not a good brother or a good friend. After all these years, I don't know that you have shouldered so much."

"Idiot, you have no brains." Weisheng sneered, suppressing his crying, "I never counted on you."

Mu Junhou: "I'm sorry I can't be your confidant, but you are my confidant, and you know me better than anyone else."

"You have so many friends, who will be your confidant. It's too easy for your brain to know you." Gritting his teeth.

Mu Junhou smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Weisheng, I'm very happy to be your only friend. Compared with you, I'm not really smart. But, I actually know you better than you think. "

Weisheng Haoran, always distrusting anyone, doubting everything, always watching with cold eyes, aloof and arrogant, always seems to be sneering and mocking, because he is the teacher in charge of the school, he has seen too much black and white, and people's hearts are dark.

However, Weisheng Haoran likes good people more than anyone else, and likes beautiful, kind, clean and pure things.

He is unkempt and casual, but he can't stand the slightest stain on the pages of the book.

Weisheng Haoran is a gentleman with compassion and awe-inspiring spirit.He is a very good friend.

That's why, knowing that Mu Tianshu is a fool with nothing but good luck, good background, and good martial arts, he is willing to be his friend, advise him, and clean up the mess for him.The so-called No.1 in the world, if there is no Weisheng Haoran, it is just the worst good person in the world.

However, soon there will be no such person as Weisheng Haoran in this world.

"I will be smarter in the future, and I will think more about things." Mu Junhou looked at him seriously and smiled, "You can reincarnate slowly and pick a good one. We will meet again when you are eight years old. This time I will be the big brother, if you get into trouble, I will cover you up. For the rest of your life."

He couldn't continue, lowered his head, took a few deep breaths: "Weisheng, goodbye."

"Mu Tianshu, goodbye. And, thank you."

The man who looked smart and intelligent, but was actually kind and righteous, walked towards the only light without looking back.

In the distance obliterated by the light source, I can vaguely see my childhood.

The first time they met was in the territory of Southern Chu.The eight-year-old Mu Tianshu is a handsome and heroic boy, and the 12-year-old Weisheng Haoran is wearing a literati green shirt, with a disgustingly high-spirited and sarcastic expression on his face.

The little scholar fell ill due to acclimatization, the teacher went to find a doctor for him, but the people in the inn bullied him when he was young, stole his luggage, and kicked him out.

It was raining coldly, the little scholar was leaning against the corner of the wall, thin and pale, calm and lazy, seeing the warmth and coldness of people, he didn't care.

The young master ran out to play a game of chivalry, happened to pass by, and beat up the people in the inn.

"Well, you can go in. They dare not do it again."

The little scholar's expression was indifferent, and he didn't look happy when he was helped. He just said reservedly: "Thank you. No need, this place is very good." He thought to himself, knowing that it is a black shop, he is stupid, and he is not afraid of being poisoned by medicine. Meat buns.

With a puzzled look on his face, the young master took off his coat and put it high on their heads, blocking the wind and rain outside.

"Hey, my name is Mu Tianshu, what's your name? Travel the rivers and lakes and make friends."

"... Weisheng Haoran."

"Let's make a bet, when will the rain stop?"

"I'm a scholar, I don't gamble."

"I guess it's night, I'm really hungry and want to eat fish with chopped peppers."

"The cloud is about to disperse, and it will be sunny before dusk."

"Hey, really, the rain seems to be getting lighter, you are really amazing..."

"Generally average."

"You win, I treat you to eat fish with chopped peppers."

"No. Hey, hey, what are you pulling me for, I won't eat if it's too spicy..."

Mingyue was there, Zeng Zhaocai returned.