Di Ying's eyes remained still and he continued to ask: "According to Mr. Li, Weng Wenjun, who ranked fourth, and Zhu Wenwen, who ranked eighth, deliberately burned the competitor's hand before the monthly competition, and the other Intentionally falling down and tearing a competitor's dress during the season is within the scope of your academy's professors and permission?"
"No,"
Mr. Li shook his head slightly and calmly, and replied calmly: "That is not allowed by this academy, but Mr. Di, it is biased for you to easily judge that they did it on purpose. According to The dean and the law gentlemen of this college found out that they had no intention. Therefore, they were not held accountable."
This answer finally made Di Ying couldn't help but glance at Mr. Li's face, then he looked away, picked up the tea cup, and slowly blew the foam on the top.
He smiled and said again: "In the past year alone, dozens of young ladies in the academy have disappeared or been killed. What are the corpses you have seen with your own eyes? What are their shapes?"
As he finished speaking, Di Ying saw from the corner of his eye: Mr. Li's face finally lost some of its color, and there was a flash of pain in his eyes.
But the voice was still steady.
"Because Xiaguan is not a teacher, he only likes to stay in his own courtyard and doesn't walk around randomly, so... I only saw him twice..."
So far, there is no specific description in the reply.
Di Ying did not force others to recall those torturous past events, so he used the cup lid to gently draw a half circle along the edge of the tea cup.
Xie Jing stepped forward and invited the person out.
Mr. Li was still meticulous and followed the rules, bowed his head, and walked out.
Later, the second Mr. Dong, who was responsible for teaching musical instruments and music, came in.
She is about forty-five years old, but her temperament seems to be flowing out of the dust, which makes people feel pure and innocent.
Di Ying looked at her and then at Xie Jing.
Xie Jing also gives people the impression of being relegated to an immortal, as if he is not eating fireworks from the world, and is so clean that he seems to be glowing. Compared with Mr. Dong, at first glance, he looks a bit like the same person.
But Di Ying felt that there was a fundamental difference between the two. In his eyes, the difference was as obvious as black and white.
He asked Mr. Dong the same question as Mr. Li.
Mr. Dong's sitting posture is not so upright, but it does not make people feel disrespectful. It still feels quite free and easy. The sound is also nice, like a clear spring.
Her answer was: "Master Di, each musical instrument has its own characteristics, and the music has its own high and low notes, just like a person's ten fingers have different lengths. I won't think about them."
As for the following question, her answer was similar to Mr. Li's.
"Our academy does not prohibit reasonable competition. Only with competition can progress be achieved. As for the deliberate intention you mentioned, Mr. Xiang, how should I put it? This should also be caused by the other party's own carelessness, right?
If you know that the other party is your competitor and still allow the other party to approach you at will, is it intentional in your eyes?
We women who have come out of the back house must think and do three points more than others.
As for the corpses...these ones are too destructive to their beauty and cleanliness. Just hearing about them will keep them away, not wanting them to destroy the good impression they have accumulated in their minds.
It would be like a landscape painting with ink splashed on it, which would be unacceptable to the lower officials. "
After Mr. Dong was invited down, Mr. Qin came instead.
Mr. Qin teaches horse riding and hunting, and he is quite handsome.
Wearing a bright red hunting suit, she has a curvy and graceful figure, but this figure is more aggressive than the previous two. Maybe it's because the muscles are tighter.
Her long hair is all pulled up high into a ponytail, her big eyes are bright and lively, and she speaks crisply and neatly.
"None of the ten of them is worthy of the rank and file. But there is no way. The generals are chosen among the dwarves. We can't let the adults in the Ministry of Personnel make this trip in vain when it comes to the annual examination, right?
It's actually quite embarrassing to say that, is that fourth place Weng Wenjun? If nothing happens to the top performers in front of her, she won't be able to break into the top ten in another ten years.
It felt like Xiaguan's signboard had been smashed by her. Fortunately, the ten of them were eventually sent to the Eastern Capital City together.
There, it won't affect the outside world.
By the way, Mr. Di, I’m afraid your ability to ride a horse is limited, right? Wouldn’t it be possible to even draw the bow? In order to handle the case, you will stay in our school, right? Do you have time to teach me? "
Mr. Qin was talking and gesticulating with his hands, and his sitting posture was also like that of a big horse and a golden sword. But when it comes to the horse injured by Weng Wenjun...
"I can't blame Weng Wenjun for this. That girl has always been more clever with little tricks. It's normal for her to use that trick at the last minute. Anyway, it didn't hurt the horse's life. It's a trivial matter.
As for the corpse? Almost everyone has seen it.
The circumstances of their death are different, and the tragedy is also different. Some of them look quite peaceful, some even smile, and some are just the opposite, but they are all quite interesting.
People are different when they are alive, and they are also different when they are dead. You can learn from it when you are a lower official.
I'm not afraid of your jokes, Mr. Xiang. From those corpses, I can more accurately choose the parts for shooting arrows. "
Hearing this, Di Yingduo asked her: "Among the dead, were any of them shot to death by arrows? Or were they fatally injured by darts, hidden weapons or the like?"
"Yes, I have,"
Mr. Qin replied nonchalantly: "There must be four of them. They were either hit by hidden weapons or arrows. It was all accidents.
The shooting range in our academy is an oval, with an archery target in the middle. When practicing, you ride a horse, run around the route, and then shoot arrows at the target in the middle.
Sometimes, accidental injuries are inevitable.
Speaking of which, the four of them were quite unlucky. Not only were they accidentally injured, but they also lost their lives.
In fact, our teaching method also requires them to shoot arrows and at the same time pay attention to avoid arrows shot by others. they……
Tsk, I don’t know where my thoughts went every day. However, they were not accidentally killed at the same time. All after different lengths of time. "
"Among those four people, were any of them accidentally killed by the top ten?" Di Ying asked.
Mr. Qin shook his head.
"No. Among the ten people, Weng Wenjun is the best at mounted archery, but her arms are not strong enough. She can barely hit the target, but she is not very accurate.
During the practice, I accidentally injured other people and other horses, but nothing serious. In the end, we had no choice but to let her go. "
