The Lianfeng Academy is in the spotlight, and it cannot be said to overwhelm Dongping Academy, but it has definitely dimmed the former glory of Dongping Academy.
Therefore, when the student fell from the building, Dongping University exerted pressure from above, requiring it to be strictly concealed and dealt with in a low-key manner, and not to be made public.
But those who should know will still know.
Compared to Wang Fengnian and Zhao Ning, Xu Yinjun was the first to know, thanks to the letters Xia Zhaoyi wrote when she left Hengxiang last year, and the large interpersonal networks she had laid.
If the deceased had been someone else, Xu Yinjun would have regretted that his young life had been ruined and his good years had been ruined, so he would have stopped caring about it. However, the deceased, Zhuo Changzong, was the student of Mr. Youjian, Guo Guan.
Xu Yinjun's residence in Hengxiang is located to the north of Lianfeng Academy and is called Zhiyu Waterside.
All correspondence is here.
The death of Zhuo Changzong is said to have occurred because he went crazy after being drunk. He climbed up the Bade Pavilion of Dongping Academy, then lost his footing and fell.
The few books in Xu Yinjun's hands clearly recorded all the places Zhuo Changzong had visited during these days.
To be precise, after Guo Guan took office at Dongping Academy, all the students under his name were registered in Xu Yinjun's place.
Some students who are easy to move around, take frequent actions, and like to write articles have even written ten books.
The order of these students' names was classified by Xu Yinjun according to the index method left in Xia Zhaoyi's letter, and the records were also recorded according to the method she left, so the query was simple, fast, and really neat.
There are a total of six brochures about Zhuochang Zong. Zhuochang Zong's family is well-off, and his mother's surname is Nangong. It is a famous family in Kuozhou for a century.
Zhuo Changzong likes to compete with the humanities, so as soon as the rule of Lianfeng Academy using wooden signs to move into Wenhe Building came out, Zhuo Changzong and several classmates wrote articles to enter the exam.
He wrote three articles, and all three were passed. That night, these three articles were copied to Xu Yinjun.
Xu Yinjun doesn't know much about literary talent, so he can just classify his articles into categories like others.
Now when I look through it, I realize that there are so many articles written by this person in these days. Some of them may not be copied, and even Xu Yinjun cannot understand them if they are copied.
However, he made a discovery. Words such as "sadness", "tears", "sigh", "hopelessness", "frustration" and "sadness" appeared quite frequently in the articles in recent days.
And the places he went to were mostly old libraries, old chess clubs, old teahouses, and some villages outside the city.
He seemed to be looking for something, no, rather, checking for something.
The three friends who were very close to Zhuo Changzong were clearly named Hao Weifeng, Yao Zhen, and Xu Xiyi.
Xu Yinjun turned out the brochures of these three people. These three of them often went in and out together.
Xu Yinjun looked back at Zhuo Changzong's brochure thoughtfully. After thinking about it, he removed the paperweight and took out a piece of letter paper.
But when he was about to write down the words, his pen paused and he suddenly remembered that Miss Ali would be arriving in Hengxiang in a few days, so there was no point in sending this letter.
Xu Yinjun laughed happily and put away his pen.
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After Li Sanding returned to Qingyue Pavilion, he had been anxious all the time. His stomachache was just an excuse at first, but because of his anxiety, the pain became more and more painful, and he even ran to the toilet several times.
It was not until dark, almost midnight, that Kang Jian finally came back.
Just from the look on his face, he could only see that he was tired, but nothing else could be seen.
Li Sanding followed several companions to get hot water. The water in the bathtub was full. When he came out, he saw Kang Jian lying on the table and about to fall asleep.
A servant came forward and gently pushed him awake.
In the green and yellow candlelight, Kang Jian raised his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "You guys go down and have a rest."
Seeing his situation, Li Sanding began to worry about Zheng Bei's son. He opened his mouth but did not dare to ask.
The servant who shook Kang Jian awake said at this time: "The Qingming Festival is coming soon. The young man brought a food box and said it was Qingming dumplings. He made them himself with mugwort."
Kang Jian paused: "Small boat?"
"Yes, that Yu Xiaozhou."
Gu Shu
"Where is the food box?"
"Go get the little one right now!"
The servant turned and ran away. Li Sanding glanced at his back and then looked back at Kang Jian.
Kang Jian waved his hand: "If you have nothing to do, just go down."
Li Sanding sighed and had no choice but to leave.
The servant quickly delivered the food boxes, which were very simple bamboo boxes. If sold on the street, they would cost one copper plate each.
The Qingming dumplings inside don't look like those bought on the street, they look average, but as soon as you open the box, there is a rich and fragrant vanilla smell.
"He said he did it himself, but I don't think his hands are so skillful." The servant said garrulously.
Kang Jian thought of the young boy he met by the Zhenzhou River. At that time, Miss A Li asked him to order food and money for him. Thinking about his appearance, although he looked embarrassed, the material of his clothes was still good.
"Besides," the servant continued, "he pushes carts and picks stones all day long, and his hands may be very dirty."
"I know how to wash it," Kang Jian said, "This Qingming dumpling is a gift from my heart."
The last time I gave gifts was on Lantern Festival, and the last time was on New Year’s Eve.
Except for these few festivals, he almost never came to Qingyue Pavilion again.
After sending the servant away, Kang Jian ate two, closed the food box, pushed it aside, got up and went behind the screen to take a bath and rinse his mouth.
After I came out from the shower, I suddenly heard several screams coming from outside.
Kang Jian hurriedly grabbed the clothes and quickly passed them on, then ran outside quickly.
The cry came from the direction of the pond. When Kang Jian hurried past, two figures came running towards him.
One is Li Sanding, and the other is the servant he just sent away.
The two people ran as if there was a wild beast chasing them. When they saw Kang Jian running towards them, they almost cried.
Li Sanding pointed to the back: "Something happened, Brother Kang, someone is dead over there, there is a dead person!"
Kang Jian looked around, picked up the pole leaning on the roadside, and said to them: "Go get my knife! Go quickly!"
After saying that, he took the pole and went up first.
There are very few lamps here. There is only one every thirty steps. The visibility is very low. It is difficult to see clearly in the dark night.
Kang Jian rushed to the direction of the pond and saw a dead man floating on the water.
There was almost no light around, and the dead man's face could not be seen clearly, but the outline of his figure looked very much like one of the four servants of Qingyue Pavilion.
Kang Jian picked up the pole and tried to fish out the body.
After struggling for a long time, Li Sanding and the servant did not come back. Kang Jian got up and went to pick a lantern from the stone pole lamp holder not far away.
At this moment, a sharp blade cut through the night.
Kang Jian's ears moved, and he took off the lantern and hit the opponent.
The attacker evaded quickly, and the long sword rushed towards him, stabbing him continuously in an instant.
Kang Jian did not have any weapons, only a pole in his hand.
Ten rounds later, he was hit by several swords.
The opponent's attack was fierce, unwilling to give up, and charged again.
Kang Jian gritted his teeth angrily and resisted desperately.
Suddenly, he physically stepped forward, grabbed the opponent's long sword and stabbed it into his belly. At the same time, he raised his pole and hit the opponent's head hard with a loud bang.
