On this day, Xia Lingxuan was eating and drinking as usual, enjoying lunch while the beautiful woman fanned her face.
Suddenly, his expression changed and he took out a handkerchief that he had already prepared.
"Ugh-cough," he coughed up a ball of blood.
Ignoring the chaos of others, he sighed, put the handkerchief into a garbage bag, stood up and left the table.
"Don't worry about me, Prince. I'm going to find the imperial doctor now." Walking on the bluestone path, he kicked the pebbles under his feet hard.
Find a fart! Can this be solved by asking a royal doctor?
This was clearly a sign that he was going to die suddenly.
The vomiting of blood has been going on for several days. He went to the imperial doctor once, and the fact that no problem was found explained everything.
He tried his best to avoid other people these days, but sooner or later he couldn't hide this matter.
The system didn't specify a specific deadline last time, and he wasn't even sure how long he could survive.
Damn it, Xia Lingxuan kicked a stone away.
Other systems try their best to help the host upgrade and overcome difficulties, just like his system, which urges the host to die every day.
As if he heard his heartfelt voice, a familiar and damning voice rang in his mind.
【drop】
[Detecting that the host’s current conditions are difficult, triggering a special mission: Help Fang Ruhai regain his status in the Confucian Academy]
[Reward: Postpone death until you see Fang Ruhai]
[Special mission props: Fang Ruhai’s unpublished writings]
A series of beeps sounded, causing Xia Lingxuan's head to buzz, and it took him a long time to react and understand the content.
"Written by Fang Ruhai? It's still unpublished, why not publish it?" He looked at the words "reviving status" thoughtfully.
"Revitalization, that is to say, it was glorious before, but why is it declining now? Is this one of the reasons why Fang Ruhai left his hometown?" He asked a series of questions, but the system did not answer.
Xia Lingxuan shrugged, and after getting used to it, he didn't think it was a big deal anymore, and he started reading the writings in his mind.
Those contents were systematically integrated into a ball of light, and he could access Fang Ruhai's writings by approaching with his spiritual consciousness.
As soon as he opened it, it seemed as if a sacred and inviolable aura of righteousness poured out, gently wrapping his consciousness, making Xia Lingxuan immediately refreshed, and all the worries he had felt recently were dissipated.
Xia Lingxuan couldn't help but be shocked. This aura was still unreal because it was virtual. The real situation was probably even stronger.
He is worthy of being a great scholar!
He sighed, his consciousness retreated, and he immediately turned around and returned to his palace, ready to take a closer look.
A few days later.
Xia Lingxuan broke away from the huge concept of the writing and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
He mobilized his strength to explore the injury. It seemed that it had improved a lot and was no longer easily exposed.
Calculating the time, he also took a long vacation. Whether it was for the task of reviving Fang Ruhai's reputation or his morality, it was time for him to return to the Confucian Academy.
He was about to go to his father to explain, but he was startled when he opened the door and saw a eunuch beside his father, standing eerily like a ghost.
"Ghost... Eunuch Gui, what's the matter?" When the words came to his lips, he changed his words in time.
The eunuch was instantly filled with life as if he had seen his savior come to life, and he cried out when he opened his mouth.
"Your Highness, I don't care about the fact that you remember your wrong name. It's just that Master Meng is pressing for truancy, so Your Majesty wants me to persuade you!"
"Please do well and don't embarrass me," he cried as if he were attending a funeral. Xia Lingxuan felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Ahem, it's okay. I have indeed figured it out. Please give me the truancy note and go back and report it to my father," he comforted.
"Okay, thank you, Your Highness. Wish you all the best!" After the eunuch saluted, he turned around and ran away.
The speed of changing faces... Xia Lingxuan couldn't help but touch his nose, as if he had learned it from himself.
Looking at a bunch of white slips in his hand, he briefly glanced at the almost identical contents and looked at the signature.
They are all Master Meng.
Xia Lingxuan sneered, it was indeed a parallel import.
I wrote a note about absenteeism, and the only thing I kept going over and over was the few reasons, an abbreviation of the situation, and a close-up of the depth of my sin.
The target is clear.
Should he praise Master Meng for being so simple and clear?
It seems that if you don’t want to go to this great Confucian academy, you have to go. But it's okay, he just feels like he has no idea where to start.
"Prepare the car!"
After getting out of the car and walking a short distance, the familiar gate of the academy came into view. Xia Lingxuan was about to step in when a strange voice suddenly came from the left.
"The prince is back at school? He's on leave...I calculated, it's probably about a month's leave. I wonder what kind of serious illness the prince is suffering from, and how can he get permission from the Holy One?"
Yuan Tou looked sinister, paused, and then added: "Isn't the imperial edict that I haven't seen come from the crown prince's private declaration of illness? Isn't it that the Holy Master would not personally drive people away?"
He said that Emperor Xia would not chase people away personally, but his expression could not be more certain, causing people around him to stop.
Seeing that it was Yuan Tou and the prince who had mixed reviews today, everyone looked like they were watching the show, and whispers came from the crowd from time to time.
But when everyone looked at Xia Lingxuan, who was at the center of the storm, they unexpectedly found that the other party was not as angry as they thought.
"Are you done?" Xia Lingxuan asked quietly as she waited for Yuan Tou to finish.
Yuan Tou frowned and nodded.
"Then you continue to be jealous," he raised a bright smile, "that's a good point, continue."
"My prince, I am able to take a leave of absence for a month or so, and even asked my father to personally remind me to come to school. This shows how much the world values me. Maybe I am not like some people, who are always a little transparent."
Yuan Tou: "..."
"Hey, little Transparent also has great ambitions. He always likes to scratch the bark of towering trees. Even if he is kicked away, he is still happy. It is true that I am too charming and always make others lose their respect. offend."
Yuan Tou, who was once kicked away by him: "..."
"Actually, Da Transparent has a certain presence in Xiao Transparent's family. Just like your father, when I dug up Qilin Xiao last time, he managed to stand out among the crowd and rushed to give me gifts."
"Oh, it's a pity. That small gift is really a small gift. Even if I want to accept it, I can't bear to let the palace maids and eunuchs who follow me see something that is not worth their monthly salary, for fear that your father will feel inferior."
Yuan Tou was so angry that he really persuaded his father at that time.
That day, his father collected all the good things in the house and hurried out, and he realized something was wrong.
"Dad, why are you going?"
His father was full of excitement and pushed him away, so that he could only follow his father and run out.
"What else can you do? That good-for-nothing prince has some shitty luck and dug up the Qilin Xiao in the ground! We can't share the Qilin Xiao. We can still grab that treasure," his father said excitedly. After finishing speaking, he looked at the things in his arms distressedly.
