A whole sea of clouds floated across the sky, as white as flawless cotton wool.
Yao Zhen held a booklet in his hand, raised his head and stood by the window, looking at the sea of clouds without blinking.
Behind him is one of the office rooms where the gentlemen used to live during the day, called Songyuntang.
There are six large boxwood tables decorated with carved Xiu treasures. The floor is covered with a huge square felt of Canglang color shadow branches. There is a broken Xiuqinghe porcelain incense burner on all sides, with light sandalwood burning inside.
Except for him, the whole hall was empty now.
Suddenly there were footsteps behind him, and Yao Zhen turned around to look.
Guo Guan was holding a small pot with cold tea in his hand. He noticed there were other people in the hall and looked up.
"See you again, sir." Yao Zhen raised his hand.
"Why are you here?" Guo Guan said, walking over and sitting down behind the desk.
"I came to find Mr. Yun Cong to clarify my doubts. Mr. Yun Cong went to check the book. Let me wait here."
Guo Guandian nodded, didn't ask any questions, took a sip of tea from the spout of the small pot, and began to review the articles submitted by the students yesterday.
The room fell into silence, and the burning sandalwood seemed to make a sound.
Yao Zhen couldn't help but keep looking at Guo Guan, and had retracted his gaze to look outside. However, after being silent for a while, Yao Zhen turned his head slightly and looked towards Guo Guan again.
He saw that Mr. Youjian was also one of his teachers, but he didn't ask a word about the confusion he just said. This was somewhat strange for a teacher.
But coincidentally, if this thing happened to Mr. Youjian, it wouldn't seem so weird, because he has always been like this.
After about half a stick of incense, Mr. Yun Cong came back with several books.
Seeing Guo Guan sitting there, the two said hello.
Yao Zhen stepped forward and said respectfully: "Sir."
"Found it!" Mr. Yun Cong happily clapped the book in his hand, "I just said that I have seen those few sentences and I am quite impressed!"
"Thank you sir!" Yao Zhen said happily.
However, since there was one more person, it was not convenient to talk, so Mr. Yun Cong asked Yao Zhen to go out with him.
Watching the two people leaving, Guo Guan's calm expression that had been maintained for a long time became sinister, and his eyes narrowed with deep meaning.
During his lifetime, Zhuo Changzong was closest to Hao Weifeng, Xu Xiyi, and Yao Zhen.
Yao Zhen and he are still from the same hometown.
Now that Yao Zhen came to Mr. Yun Cong to ask about something, Guo Guan confirmed that it must be related to Zhuo Changzong.
And we need to check the classics...could it be that Zhuo Changzong left some articles before his death?
Guo Guan unconsciously closed the pen barrel.
If this is true, then neither Yao Zhen nor Mr. Yun Cong can keep them anymore.
A figure appeared at the door.
The little book boy looked around and confirmed that there was only Guo Guan in the whole room, and said, "Sir, Hou Rui is here."
Guo Guan paused: "Who are you talking about?"
"Hou Rui! He is not dead, and he is in your study now!"
Guo Guan immediately put down his writing, took a paperweight and pressed it on the article to be reviewed, stood up and left.
The residences of the gentlemen of Dongping Academy are in Ziguiyuan and Lu Yuanxuan behind the academy, each with three consecutive two-story buildings. Guo Guan's study and bedroom are on the second floor of the northwest building of Lu Yuanxuan. Outside the window is a long and lonely alley.
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Hou Rui sat at the table, turning the tea cup in his hand with a solemn expression.
The little book boy pushed open the door of the study room. Hou Rui put down the tea cup and stood up: "Mr. Guo."
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Guo Guo noticed his legs: "Your legs are..."
Thinking about what happened in those few days, Hou Rui still felt palpitated: "I was bitten by a cub in Tao'anling."
"Fortunately it's a cub," the little book boy looked over. "If it were an adult bear, you would definitely be dead now."
Hou Rui looked at him with an extremely serious expression, and then looked at Guo Guan: "When we came out of the forest spring, there were three people including me. We left the dense forest and just arrived at Tao'anling. We met two people, one big and one one. Black bears, Chen Shuo and the others were captured by adult black bears..."
"You are the only one who survives?" Guo Guandao.
Hou Rui nodded: "Sir, the people who rescued me are Shen Lie's people."
"Shen Lie?" Guo Guan was a little stunned, "The Shen Lie you are talking about is the Shen Lie from Yunliang?"
"It's him."
"What's going on?" Guo Guan walked over quickly, "Tell me in detail, starting from what you met in the forest and spring!"
"Yes." Hou Rui said.
That memory is really dark. Compared to the gloomy and dark underground tomb passage, the suffocating feeling brought by the deserted dense forest is several times stronger.
The underground tomb roads were nothing but snakes, insects, rats, and ants, but the ancient mountains and dense forests were full of real dangers. Even after they left Linquan, they were still attacked by bears at the Tao'an Mountains at the exit.
When he was first rescued, Hou Rui didn't know the identity of the other party. He inferred it from various information accidentally revealed during their conversation along the way.
For example, they call someone "the young master's biological brother" but not "the eldest young master".
For another example, the word "Tanzhou" was mentioned by them at least five times.
These people came back from Youzhou, but they rarely mentioned what they did in Youzhou, and Hou Rui was not easy to test.
The little book boy went downstairs to make a new pot of tea and came back.
The tea was mellow, fragrant, and steamy. Guo Guan took it and placed it under his lips. He did not drink it, but kept doing this and was lost in thought.
After a while, Guo Guan said: "You shouldn't have come back."
"I want my husband to know that I am still alive, and I also want him to give me advice on how to deal with the situation I am in."
"Since you left without saying goodbye, it is useless to deal with it. However, it is a good thing that you are still alive. It is good to rest and recuperate these days, but this leg will probably be lame for the rest of your life."
Hou Rui lowered his head and looked at his legs: "Although he is disabled, his skills are still far better than those of ordinary people."
"Xiao Zhu," Guo Guan looked at the little book boy, "take him to see Mrs. Chen and leave through the back door. Try not to let too many people see him."
"Yes." The little book boy accepted the order.
Guo Guan returned to Songyuntang.
Different from the silence just now, the three gentlemen are back now and are talking about Lianfeng Academy.
Guo Guan did not see Mr. Yun Cong. Looking at Mr. Yuncong's desk, it seemed that he had come back.
Thinking of Yao Zhen, Guo Guan felt a murderous intention in his heart.
"Hey, see you again, brother, you came back just in time." A gentleman said to Guo Guan.
"What's the matter?" Guo Guan sat back at his desk and asked.
"Tomorrow I will go to the first lecture on world affairs. Pan Jiaoyu from Lianfeng Academy will invite us from Songyuntang to come and comment from the sidelines."
"Oh, what do you mean..."
"Some people want to go, some don't want to go," the gentleman who spoke glanced at the others and said, "Brother again, Liu thinks that either everyone goes together or none of them go. If some people go, some people don't go. , not to mention that it seems that our Songyuntang has no magnanimity, and it is not even easy to show favor to Dongping Academy."
"Now, does Brother Liu want to go, or does he not want to go?"
"Of course I want to go. Even if they don't invite me, I will squeeze into the crowd tomorrow and go have a look. Now that someone has invited me so kindly, it won't be nice to sit at the honored table."
