Wei Zhilin sat leisurely on the Taishi's chair, holding a scroll in one hand and reading it with gusto, and from time to time he put his other hand on the brazier at his feet to keep warm.
"Brother, it's cold and the ground is freezing. How can you be as happy as drinking by the fire? Come on, come on, have a drink with me!"
Cheng Ziya sat aside, took a few sips from a large bowl on the table, wiped the wine stain on his lips, and laughed.
"Ziya, a small drink will make you happy, but a big drink will harm your body. You... really need to quit drinking!"
Wei Zhilin looked away from the scroll and frowned slightly at Cheng Ziya.
"Senior Brother, life is so boring! Master, he always said, boil snow and make tea, drink wine and make songs, listen to the wind...listen to the wind...what's going on?"
"Listen to the wind and admire the moon!"
Wei Zhilin said lightly, with a smile on his face.
"Yes...listen to the wind and admire the moon!"
Cheng Ziya slapped his thigh and shouted excitedly: "Such things are an elegant thing in the world! Senior brother has always been elegant, why don't we drink together?"
Wei Zhilin put down the book in his hand and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door outside.
The leader of the Punishment Hall, Jia Huaigang, rushed in and saw the two court leaders present, and bowed his hands.
"Old Jia, have a bite!"
Cheng Ziya sat on the floor, lazily leaning on his elbows and holding a large bowl of wine.
Jia Huaigang was not polite, took it and drank it down in one gulp.
"happy!"
Cheng Ziya cheered loudly and drank from the bowl in one gulp.
Jia Huaigang put down the bowl and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He was not good at drinking. After drinking this bowl of strong wine, his dark face suddenly glowed red. He took a breath and told what happened just now.
"How... Hall Master Jia... plans to deal with this matter?"
Wei Zhilin was also shocked, frowning, and tapped the armrest of the chair with two fingers.
"You are motivated by lust and have evil intentions. This kind of shameless behavior will be punished according to the rules of the academy with fifty canes, the skills you have learned will be revoked, and you will be expelled from Zhixing Academy!"
Jia Huaigang looked indignant. He always hated evil, so in his opinion, such a punishment was just.
"This bastard, let me kill him!"
"Click"——
Cheng Ziya stood up suddenly, kicked the table off, smashed the wine bowl on the table, and strode out.
"Ziya, don't be reckless!"
Wei Zhilin's face darkened, he took a deep breath, pondered slightly, and looked at Jia Huaigang.
"This matter... is dealt with in a compromise, a major demerit will be recorded, thirty canes, and three months of confinement... Hall Master Jia has worked hard, let's do it like this!"
Jia Huaigang's face was stunned, and he immediately accepted the order. Since the president of the hospital ordered this to be done, there is a reason for doing so. Since the president of the hospital did not tell the truth, he did not need to ask more questions. This has always been the case. The president of the hospital has never done this. miss.
"Why does Senior Brother protect that little brat so much? Is it because he has extraordinary talent in cultivation? Or is it because..."
Jia Huaigang left in a hurry, and Cheng Ziya paced back and forth at the door, shouting with his hands on his hips.
"Ziya, He An was born in Pingmo. Since he came to Zhixingyuan, he has been humble, studious, and good-natured. I sent people to observe him secretly. Every time I came back to report, I praised him endlessly. Such a person actually did such a thing. ,Can you believe it?"
Wei Zhilin stroked three strands of his long beard, picked up the tea cup at hand, opened the lid, and poured the tea foam into the brazier at his feet.
"Sometimes what you see with your eyes is not the truth. You know, your eyes can also deceive you!"
With a "chi" sound, the red light of the charcoal in the basin dimmed, and a cloud of white air splashed up.
"Senior brother, you mean...?"
Cheng Ziya suddenly woke up and looked at Wei Zhilin with wide eyes.
"This matter is a little weird, there must be... a hidden secret in it!"
Wei Zhilin took a sip of tea with a smile and motioned for Cheng Ziya to sit down.
"But...it's not that I mean to be biased. My mentor once told me to pay attention to those two little guys. Now that something like this happened, he can't prove his innocence, and others can't help him. Let's consider it as a kind of temper for him. , if you can't survive this little storm, how can you achieve anything in the future? And... with the little guy's current level of cultivation, he is suitable for practicing in confinement in that cold room..."
"Teacher, why do you think so highly of the two of them? Could it be that you have long discovered that these two children are highly qualified?"
Sitting down on the chair next to Wei Zhilin, Cheng Ziya leaned forward and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Wei Zhilin looked around, lowered his voice, and said something to Cheng Ziya. Cheng Ziya froze for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face. After a while, he patted his thigh and said: "Brother... Why didn't you tell me earlier? It turns out... …”
Wei Zhilin quickly raised a finger and put it to his lips, making a silencing gesture. The two junior brothers looked at each other and smiled.
Fan Dazhi returned to Lin Qiuchi, happily holding a bag of barbecue, but He An was nowhere to be seen.
Lin Qiuchi said coldly: "He An will never go back. This kind of person... you should avoid interacting with him in the future."
"Why? Xiao An, what happened to him...?"
Fan Dazhi didn't know why and scratched his head in confusion.
"Don't ask...just go back, you will know tomorrow!"
Lin Qiuchi's face looked very bad, his brows were desolate, and he looked a little tired.
Fan Dazhi left sadly. He put the barbecue in his arms. After thinking about it, he ran to ask Lu Zhengqing and other teachers. No one knew about He An.
"I haven't heard anything happened to Xiao An, does that mean Xiao An is fine?" Fan Dazhi said to himself, walking aimlessly in the Zhixing Courtyard, and unknowingly returned to his residence. Until dinner time, He An was still nowhere to be seen. .
He was restless in the room. The little black cat came out of nowhere and surrounded him, meowing. Fan Dazhi took out the barbecue from his arms and threw two pieces to it. He put his chin on his fat hands. , crawling on the table in a daze.
What happened to He An? Why didn't Teacher Lin tell me? Could it be that... he was being hunted again?
Thinking of this, Fan Dazhi's heart lifted.
No, he should be fine in a place like Zhixingyuan, so why hasn't he come back yet?
Fan Dazhi guessed and worried. As the night got darker, he lay on the table and fell asleep...
In the early morning, it was cold and clear, and the snow on the road had not yet melted. Together with the soil, it was frozen hard. Under the eaves, crystal ice hung on the treetops, showing the coldness in the morning light.
The entrance of Zhixingyuan gradually became lively. Students who came to class one after another gathered around the notice board, and someone posted a new notice.
The "Zhixingyuan Punishment Order" written in black and white is particularly eye-catching, and it reads:
He An, a new student in Chuzhou Prefecture, ignored the rules of the college and molested his classmates. He was given a major demerit, a thirty-year cane, and three months of confinement as a warning to others!
Signed: Hall of Punishment!
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and more and more students gathered around, making buzzing comments...
"It's He An again, how could he do such a shameful thing? He really knows people but doesn't know their hearts!"
A student wearing a scarf said sadly.
"No, I think He An is quite good. He is sincere and has a gentle temper. Am I making a mistake?"
A student wearing a fox fur coat next to him, with his hands in his sleeves, muttered softly.
"Perhaps he is always pretending. This kind of person is simply a beast in disguise!"
The tall and lanky student spat on the ground and waved his fist.
"He is so handsome. Some people are eager to be teased by him. Maybe he is being seduced?"
A female student couldn't help but sigh in the crowd.
"That's right! Why doesn't he tease me?"
The girl next to her with freckles on her face and squinting eyes looked infatuated and whispered like she was dreaming.
The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter, and in an instant, the news spread to every corner of Zhixingyuan like it had wings.
In the punishment hall, Jia Huaigang sat by the desk, with a dark face that seemed to be dripping with ink. He looked coldly at He An who was pushed to the ground.
"Execution!"
Several strong handymen held down He An's limbs. The two strong men took up the big sticks in their hands, rounded their arms, and hit him on the back with crackling sounds.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
The strong stick hit the flesh, making a dull sound. As the blood on He An's back soaked his clothes, it turned into a "Puff... Puff..." sound!
Not long after, He An was beaten until his skin was torn and his back was stained with blood.
He An gritted his teeth, and the nails of his clenched fists dug deeply into his palms, and he almost lost his breath from the pain.
The cane cannot be used to resist, otherwise the punishment will be doubled.
He An's hair was messy and hanging down in front of his forehead, covering his eyes. He raised his head stubbornly and tried his best to open his eyes wide. His vision gradually blurred as he looked at the aloof black-faced judge.
"We must find out who framed me. It would be unkind to not avenge this!"
As the back was hit hard, He An's body kept shaking. He felt his throat was sweet. He swallowed the blood that poured into his mouth. He closed his eyes in pain and pressed his forehead against the green bricks on the ground.
From beginning to end, He An remained silent.
Even though Jia Huaigang was well-informed, he couldn't help but feel frightened secretly. He thought that this man was resolute and forbearing, his face was full of indignation and unyielding, and he showed no regrets. Could it be that... he was really wronged?
