Duan Shan stroked his chin, but did not answer him but called him.

A follower stepped in and saluted.

Duan Shan said: "Say everything you know."

The follower responded and first talked about the disagreement between the Liu family and the Pei family for a long time. He also told the origin of Xue Qing, how he became the love of the Guo family's son-in-law Yunyun. Then Xue Qing bet with the children of the Liu family on the Dragon Boat Festival to write poetry, the young master of the Pei family, Yan Zi, and Lin Xiucai asked in Shuangyuan at that time, and Xue Qing failed to write poetry, etc.

Liao Cheng heard it and felt sleepless.

"So Xue Qingliu Chunyang got into Lushe again the previous part, and the young people finally started to do something without touching their mouths?" He said, stroking his hands and smiling, "It's fun, I love watching this fight..."

The follower responded and said, "The children were fighting, Xue Qing was very injured, and the Guo and Liu families almost fought. This time the Pei family was still on the side of the Guo family... So the people said that the two families were just holding the lantern festival on August 15th...."

Liao Cheng thought for a while and said, "It seems that this is the case, but it seems that Li Guangyuan is also standing on the side of the Pei family." When he said this, he laughed when he thought of the Liu family's words, why are you busy at the Liu family?

Duan Shan said: "It's a mess." But these people, things and these reactions make sense tonight.

Liao Cheng smiled and said, "Do you think about Lord Zong, is it related to them?"

Duan Shan had a little cold look in his eyes and said, "They... don't have the courage."

Liao Cheng smiled, stroked his chin, and said, "Then do they have the courage to hide people they shouldn't?"

Duan Shan was silent for a moment and said, "This is not something that can be seen."

Liao Cheng said: "So we must first find out whether the death of Lord Mingzong is to revenge the descendants of the Zhong family, or..." He patted the handrail, "Others."

He didn't say who the other person was, Duan Shan had no doubts, his eyes darkened, and he said, "If it were them, why would they attack Zong Zhou?"

Liao Cheng said: "This is the problem we are going to find out here... Could it be that Zong Zhou threatened them..." He looked outside. The night was already dark, and the noise from the distance had gradually subsided. The entire Chang'an City fell into a deep sleep. "Check these selected women."

.........

On the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the school started again. Xue Qing, who walked into the school in the early morning, was immediately surrounded by students.

"Young Master Qingzi, you are so awesome."

"What books do you read in your daily life?"

"Whose poems do you like the most?"

Those who knew each other and didn't know each other greeted him and asked enthusiastically. He no longer insisted on the classmates he met with Chuju in Changle Club. Xue Qing answered in a harmonious manner as before.

The little boy standing in the forest watching this scene was not as disdain and suspicion as he used to be.

"Xue Qing, you really made these poems." He murmured, not a question, but an amazement.

Mr. Qingxia looked at the paper in her hand and on the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he received the poems from Xue Qing of Jieyuan Poetry Conference. Because many people came to congratulate him on his good teaching, he was confused... The scientific examination had not started yet, why did he congratulate him? Then he learned that Xue Qing of Jieyuan made another poem.

The song "Shuitu" is already amazing. I didn't expect that two more poems were written in just a short time, both of which were related to the moon and were not inferior to the first one.

This child has such achievements in poetry... Who taught her? Others think it was him, but he talked to the young man more than four or five times, let alone teaching.

It’s not that I only found a very ordinary teacher to enlighten me when I was a child... No, I should say that the one who really enlightened her should be her parents. Although I had not really entered school at that time, I was influenced by it in that environment... The Empress came from a prominent family and was knowledgeable and talented, especially her poetry.

Although studying hard is the right way, Mr. Qingxia has been teaching and educating people for so many years and has to believe in it. However, this talent cannot be used by outsiders, so he agreed to the congratulations from everyone.

Mr. Qingxia looked up at the mountain road, and Xue Qing was already walking towards the crowd of students.

"Writing poetry is just a skill. If you are truly knowledgeable and talented, you still have to study." He said, looking at the little boy, "Mr. Yan said how is her homework?"

The little boy said helplessly: "She never handed over her homework... but she listened very seriously, only listening for half a day... but strangely, it seems that she can be picked up on the second day without being awkward."

Mr. Qingxia was silent for a moment and said, "Study by yourself..."

The little boy looked even more helpless and said, "Sleeping in the cottage...or gathering people to have fun... This section of Shixiang and the other two were watching the door tightly, so it would be better for students not to go to the cottage to play."

Talented and intelligent? Then you can't let it go, but this bet... How can it be reasonable... Mr. Qingxia looked at the poem in her hand and looked up and said, "Mr. Zhou likes poetry. You can arrange for him to give Xue Qing a lesson..."

Professor Zhou is not a child, but a teacher who has really begun to teach wise things. The boy responds.

Xue Qing walked to Mr. Yan's class. It was difficult for the students who were not studying here to follow him. After saying goodbye to Xue Qing, he dispersed and walked into the school. The students here looked at her differently than before.

"Xue Qing, you are so awesome." A student said actively.

The students here have just started their enlightenment and have not had much contact with poetry, so they don’t know how powerful Xue Qing is, but everyone in their family talks about this person, and other students are also surrounding this person, so this person must be very powerful.

Su Fang, who has always been arrogant and straightforward, did not look at him, also took the initiative to show his goodwill this time.

"So Young Master Qingzi, you are so good at writing poetry... Let me teach you in the future." He said, "My uncle is very happy to know that you are in the same class as me."

Xue Qing smiled and said, "A classmate, don't be polite."

Su Fang was very satisfied with his attitude and said, "It's easy to say... You have time to go to my house to play."

The students around him felt that Xue Qing was even more powerful and surrounded him and spoke in a lingering manner. It was not until Mr. Yan came in and coughed heavily that everyone quickly shrank and dispersed.

Xue Qing also sat down in the seat, looked at the empty seat next to him, withdrew his gaze and looked up at the stage, and Mr. Yan lowered his eyes and began to give a lecture.

After a class was over, Mr. Yan left, and the students ran to Xue Qing's side again.

"How did you write a poem when you went to Jieyuan?"

"What's the matter with Jieyuan?"

Everyone asked curiously. Seeing that everyone was surrounding Xue Qing, Su Fang was a little displeased and said, "Jingyuan... I heard from my uncle about Jieyuan... It's very beautiful, even more beautiful than Double Garden..."

The school was full of words and talkative words. Xue Qing did not leave as usual, but listened to and answered everyone's words.

"Yes, yes, 足台 is beautiful...but I didn't see it clearly at night."

Su Fang was even more satisfied and said, "Next time we will go to the park together in the day..."

Xue Qing nodded, with a little yearning, and said, "Okay, as long as we can go to Jieyuan to write poetry... We all go, everyone will be together."

Go to Jieyuan! The students' eyes suddenly brightened and they put their poems aside. It was great to be able to go to Jieyuan for fun.

Su Fang's eyes lit up, and he said, "My uncle said you have a good relationship with the Pei family, so there will definitely be no problem going to Jieyuan."

Xue Qing said: "Then let's go to Jieyuan, and everyone's classmates write poetry together... and said that classmates go together... When will Zhang Nian come to school?"

Su Fang sneered: "Don't wait for him, he can't come. He is the suspect... You don't know that you have started to investigate the suspect now... Never let him go..."

Xue Qing yelled, shocked, and said, "Investigate the suspect strictly... Zhang Nian is our classmate... Are we going to be investigated too?"

Su Fang was stunned, do you want it? It seems that he doesn't...

"What should I do? They are all social students, especially us, who are in the same class as him... They will definitely be investigated..." Xue Qing said with an uneasy expression, "What should I do... I don't want to be investigated... I, I want to go back... I want to tell my family... to save me..."

After saying that, he got up and walked out anxiously, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye. It was obvious that the students in the school looked at me and I looked at you. Xue Qing was scared. Then this matter... It was so terrible...

"I'm going to tell my family, too."

"...I dare not go to school anymore...I want to go home..."

The students ran out in a panic, and Su Fang was knocked to the point of being chaotic, and his mind was in chaos. Go home, yes, this matter, the suspect, is a classmate... implicated... and was imprisoned... and was imprisoned...

He shuddered, turned around and ran out.

"I'll go and ask my uncle...my uncle must have a way...I'm sure I'm fine."
Chapter completed!