Le Yu came to the third floor of the teaching building of the Department of Guards and found the "Yoshi Alchemy and Instructor's Office". She knocked on the door gently, and Zhu Yan's voice came from behind the door: "Come in yourself."
Le Yu opened the door and was greeted by misty white smoke. Zhu Yan's office was very large, with densely packed bookshelves on both sides. The floor was clean and dust-free, there was no garbage in the trash can, and there was no ash in the ashtray, but there was no cigarette ash in the ashtray.
There are really documents.
Although the furnishings are rigid and simple, the office does not look dull: there is a vivid dragon paperweight on the table, an endlessly romantic picture of the glorious country hanging on the wall, and a rhythmic array of wind chimes hanging on the curtains.
, there are hundreds of paper cranes hanging on the white wall, there are more than a dozen glass bottles on the cabinet, with colorful little stars inside, and the cabinet is filled with various trophies and medals, which are shiny and dazzling.
There was a small balcony in the office. At this time, Zhu Yan, who was wearing a black coat, moved a chair and sat on the small balcony. There was a brazier in front of him and he was throwing yellow paper and white money into the fire.
"Sit down first, I'll be ready soon." The old man said, "Come in and close the door."
Facing Zhu Yan, Le Yu didn't dare to make trouble and sat on the guest chair honestly - he noticed that Zhu Yan's chair was a pure wooden chair, but the guest chairs were all cushioned.
It is in sharp contrast to the tea party where guests are not even given chairs.
After a while, Zhu Yan used up all his paper money and closed the balcony door. Le Yu thought for a while and said, "If it was the principal who burned the paper money, I would definitely think that he was spending ahead of schedule."
Zhu Yan glanced at him, sat down and said, "Cha Huan is going to die again?"
He is worthy of being called by his students as "sooner or later he will become the author of "Cha Huan Zhuan"". As soon as Le Yu tried it, Zhu Yan accurately understood the subtext of Le Yu. And this "again" was simply the finishing touch.
Naturally, this world also has customs such as burning paper money. Sending blessings and sustenance to the dead is a typical symbol of civilization. Moreover, the Huiyao people also have a special love for flames - they claim to be descendants of the sun, and flames are the manifestation of the sun.
In the traditional understanding of many regions, fire is the bridge between life and death.
In ancient times, cremation was a treatment reserved for the upper class, and burning into ashes was a funeral that nobles aspired to. The poor were not eligible for cremation - after all, roasting a human being to a full maturity required too much firewood, and chopping firewood also required it.
It's very hard work, and the poor don't want to waste it on burning people, so digging pits and burying them is much more environmentally friendly and economical.
Le Yu was not in a hurry to share the information and asked curiously: "Who are you burning paper money for?"
"Li Shijie." Zhu Yan: "A student you don't know."
"..." Le Yu couldn't say he knew him.
Although he hadn't heard this name for a long time, when Zhu Yan said this, he immediately remembered it. Human beings are always very unforgettable about their first time - the first man to die in front of Le Yu was Li
Shijie.
It was his death that made Le Yu realize how dangerous his head of the Statistics Department was. However, it was later proven that Le Yu still underestimated that man.
"Are you interested in telling me about him?" Le Yu said.
"There's nothing much to say," Zhu Yan said: "Li Shijie is a somewhat clever student. When he was in the Imperial Academy, he didn't take class very seriously, but his grades were still in the upper-middle range, but he usually focused all his attention on
In terms of combat skills, I usually participate in some less serious clubs, and I also like to smoke... Huh, there are many such students in the Imperial Academy. They can't take the good Tongtian Avenue, so they have to practice martial arts to satisfy themselves.
My own passion."
"But he was lucky. At that time, the late emperor had not yet passed away, and the imperial court held a martial arts competition every year. When he was in the third grade, he was lucky enough to win the first place in martial arts, received the Order of the Burning Sun from the royal family, and graduated as an outstanding graduate.
"
"You can't get away with being a martial artist," Le Yu said with a smile.
"But if he works harder, he can graduate with the Order of the Burning Sun as the chief student." Zhu Yan was very dissatisfied: "The principal graduated with these honors back then. Li Shijie obviously has a chance... hum."
"Later, he did not stay in Yanjing and chose to work in Morrowind District. Later, I heard the news of his death."
Zhu Yan glanced at the balcony: "Today is his birthday."
Le Yu was silent for a moment and asked: "Is he an important student to you?"
Zhu Yan didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and pointed behind Le Yu. Le Yu followed his finger and saw a medal placed in the cabinet. The medal was golden and round. Under the sunlight outside the window, it looked like a brilliant medal.
of scorching sun.
"That's the Medal of the Sun he won."
Le Yu nodded thoughtfully and looked around: "So, these decorations...are all given by your students?"
No wonder he felt that this office was filled with all kinds of contradictions as soon as he entered. Some of these decorations were macho, cute, hot-blooded, and healing. The only decorations that fit the style of Zhu Yan were probably the 'ashtray without ash' and
'A trash can without rubbish'.
Zhu Yan still didn't answer. He reached out and patted the small black book next to his hand: "This is the notebook I use to record the death anniversaries of students."
"How many pages did it take?"
"Almost running out."
Le Yu was speechless: "So many?"
"When you live long enough, you will naturally remember so many dead people." Zhu Yan said calmly: "Not only Li Shijie, but also the students I taught are all important to me."
"Watching those young faces become mature, watching them leave the imperial court with their heads held high, watching them display their ambitions, watching them shed blood for their ambitions, watching them become talented, watching them become benevolent...
"
The old man looked down at the Honglong paperweight on the table, seeming to think of something, with a slight smile on his lips: "As a teacher, the only thing I can do is not forget them."
The office fell into silence for a while, and Le Yu suddenly discovered a blind spot: "Wait a minute, I don't seem to see any gifts from students in the principal's office - that parrot shouldn't be a gift from a student, right?"
"The principal never accepts gifts from students." Zhu Yan said: "I remember the last time a student gave a gift to the principal in public, the principal directly replied, 'I didn't ask you for it, why did you give it to me? But you have this.
Respect for the elderly is a good thing. In order to satisfy you, I require you to get into the top ten of your grade in the final exam this semester. If you don't pass, you don't respect me. If you don't respect me, you will be miserable."
As expected of Cha Huan, if Cha Huan dies, Le Yu guarantees that many students will send bells to her on that day.
"But he did the right thing." Zhu Yan said: "So he is still the tea lover who just graduated, and I am already Zhu Yan with half a foot in the grave."
"Everything you see are memories; everything you think about is the past; everything you see is regret. For people of our age, this is a poisonous wine that is as delicious as death."
Zhu Yan took out a metal cigarette case: "Do you mind?"
Le Yu: "As long as you are not afraid of students suddenly barging in."
Zhu Yan thought for a while, then put away the cigarette case and said, "Tell me, what trouble did Cha Huan get into again?"
Le Yu told the story about the Blood Essence Stone, and Zhu Yan thought for a moment: "In other words, the principal's soul imprint is already in the hands of the enemy, and the enemy seems to have a magic weapon that plays with the soul... No wonder you are worried about the principal, then
What countermeasures do you have?"
"No matter how mysterious the magic weapon is, it is impossible to assassinate the principal from thousands of miles away. If they can do this, then it is useless no matter how much we think about it." Le Yu immediately said: "I hope you can persuade the principal to hide these days.
In the imperial court, we will not show up until we find out where the Blood Essence Stone is, or the mastermind behind the scenes can't help but take action. Of course, the most important thing is to prevent the principal from attending tomorrow's fairy palace party, and not to continue to deepen the soul imprint."
Zhu Yan nodded, and Le Yu breathed a sigh of relief. According to Yan Yi, although Zhu Yan usually obeys Cha Huan's orders, if Zhu Yan gets angry, Cha Huan will kneel down almost immediately. Zhu Yan is the only one who can
People who abstain from drinking tea may not even have the appearance of a beautiful woman.
"Then why do you want to consider the principal?" Zhu Yan suddenly asked: "Changing the principal should give you a lot of room for maneuver, right?"
Le Yu was stunned and immediately retorted: "Of course I am the vice principal now. If a principal is replaced, I will definitely be gone as the vice principal. Although it may not be bad to change the principal, Cha Huan is willing to stand by me now.
Here, why should I waste my time trying to find a new principal?"
Zhu Yan nodded again, then shook his head: "I will stay in the Imperial Courtyard to watch the principal these days, but I will not persuade him."
Le Yu was shocked: "Why?"
"Because what he did was right." Zhu Yan said: "As long as he stays in the Imperial Courtyard, the National Salvation Relief Association will not deal with other students; on the contrary, once he leaves, the National Salvation Relief Association will make plans for the deceived teachers and students.
.”
"But it's obviously best to let him stay in the dark and wait and see what happens. If the principal is really killed -"
"Then the other teachers and students are safe. The principal is right, the goal of the National Salvation Relief Association has never been the teachers and students."
Le Yu shook his head: "But the principal clearly——"
"——More capable and valuable?" Zhu Yan smiled gently: "According to your logic, can valuable people sacrifice low-value people to protect themselves?"
"That was not what I meant--"
"I understand what you mean." Zhu Yan said: "You hope that the principal and I will trust you and believe that you can solve this problem on your own without the principal taking additional risks."
"But why don't you trust the principal and believe that he can solve this problem on his own without you taking additional risks?"
Le Yu closed her mouth.
"Forgive the old man's stubbornness." Zhu Yan said with a smile: "We have been teaching in the Imperial Academy for decades, and we have never had the habit of letting students deal with troubles. Maybe we are arrogant, maybe we are stubborn, but this is what happens with the years
It’s wonderful. It not only leaves thousands of traces on our faces, but also leaves a weather-beaten confidence in our hearts.”
"Vice Principal Qin, if you have nothing to do, please leave." Zhu Yan said, "I want to lock the door and have a cigarette."
