The beautiful female master seemed to be teaching musical instruments, and at this time, she still asked: "Why did you choose "Nie Zheng's Assassination of Han Wang Song"? ”

Fu Jun said: "The students' talents are mediocre and their talents are limited, and this song can promote their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, so this song is chosen." ”

When the beautiful lady heard this, a smile appeared on her face. The fair-faced female master on the side was faint, and said with a slight sneer: "You just kept saying that it is the law, but now you have chosen another song to kill people, but why?" ”

Fu Jun was slightly stunned.

This woman's question is not easy to answer.

Although he was in trouble, Fu Jun never panicked. She pondered calmly for a while, and then said respectfully: "The words that the students just talked about the law are some of the students' perceptions of the doctrine of the Legalists. As for the music of Fuqin, it is to give full play to what students have learned. There is no contradiction between the two. And at the beginning of this song, it was because the king of Han killed innocents indiscriminately, which led to Nie Zheng's revenge. If the king of Nahan had obeyed the law and acted according to the law, and did not take people's lives easily, this tragedy could have been avoided. ”

The white master was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't speak again.

The short-bearded master said, "Okay, you go down first." ”

Fu Jun bowed to the masters again.

The masters looked intently, but saw that the "No. 38" student behaved calmly, and did not see half of the panic and decadence of being forced to ask, but still had the same upright and elegant demeanor as if he was cultivating a bamboo pavilion, and gave a salute to a few people, so he left without hurry.

After Fu Jun's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, the short-bearded master signaled to the superintendent on the side, asking him to call the number later, and then turned to the white female master, stroked his beard and said, "Master He is too strict." ”

He Jin smiled lightly: "Chief Cao, if I am not strict, how can I know the etiquette of the thirty-eighth under the wrath?" As she spoke, she turned to the beautiful female master and said, "Master Wei is too kind. ”

Wei Shuang smiled lightly: "It's just a little girl, why bother her?" ”

He Jin shook his head and said, "You, your heart is too soft. Then she added, "However, the etiquette of the thirty-eighth is excellent. It's not easy to be forced to be asked by me like that, and still describe Anya. Superintendent Zhao also said that when he was waiting for the exam downstairs. This No. 38 is also very calm, and Superintendent Zhao gave the comment of 'Shuqing and elegant, dignified and beautiful', which shows that its etiquette is good. ”

The chief of Cao Shan's name is Cao Xu, and he also nodded at this time and said: "The old man also thinks that this woman is very good, and that remark about the law is quite good." After that, he asked the thin master, "What does Mr. Yan think?" ”

That Yan Xi was originally a calligrapher of this dynasty. At this time, he said: "The words in this No. 38 document do not talk about it, but only say those sixteen words, but it is quite interesting." ”

Cao Xu said: "I would like to hear it in detail." ”

Yan Xi said: "If you talk about the root bone in this female character, it is not very good. However, the meaning of the words is extremely rare. Her words should have been drawn from the two families of Yan and Liu, but she was out of the meantime, condensed and self-controlled, strict and ruthless. Although it has no tenacity and hardness of willow bones, it is cold and steep, like a thousand walls. When I heard her say that the law was a merciless thing, I felt that she was exactly what she thought. The thought is as it is. ”

Cao Xu couldn't help but smile and said: "To get Mr. Yan's comment, this No. 38 is also a character." ”

Then He Jin smiled disapprerovingly when he heard this. Wei Shuang was calm and light.

Because Fu Jun was already the third-to-last candidate, the next interview only lasted about a stick of incense before it ended, and several masters also resigned.

Wei Shuang greeted He Jin and the others, and then went back to the master's house.

The Master's House of the Girls' Department of Baishi College is located in the northernmost part of the college, and there are more than a dozen exquisite small courtyards, built around a low slope. There are dozens of maple trees planted on the slope, and there is a pool of extremely clear water next to the slope, and a small stone bridge is erected on the water. It is best enjoyed in autumn.

It didn't take long for Wei Shuang to come out again after returning to her residence. Wearing a very long dark hat, and carrying a small bag in her hand, she slowly walked out of the corner gate on the side of the college, and then got into a very inconspicuous donkey cart.

The donkey cart staggered south along the cross street. Turn around Panlou Lane, cross the south diagonal bridge, bypass Mulberry Street, and come to a very quiet alley.

This alley is thin and long, with blue brick walls on both sides that are three or four feet high, and donkey carts move slowly. Soon it stopped in front of a small corner door.

Wei Shuang got out of the car with his baggage, knocked on the corner door three times slowly, three times quickly, and the corner door opened in response, and after Wei Shuang flashed in, the corner door quickly closed again. The donkey cart did not stop, and went to the other side of the alley.

Behind the corner gate was a very small courtyard, Wei Shuang nodded expressionlessly to an old woman behind the door, and walked quickly through the courtyard.

After the small courtyard is a corridor, and after turning the corridor, there is another courtyard. This courtyard is much larger than the previous one, with fine flowers and trees, overlapping rockeries, and is very beautifully built.

Wei Shuang walked a little further and came to a few houses in the depths of the garden.

There were a few guards standing upright in front of the house, all of them with pale faces and flat features. They watched as Wei Shuang walked in expressionlessly, without even rolling their eyes, as if they were dead.

Wei Shuang stepped into the courtyard door, stepped up the steps, and pushed open a vermilion red door, and there was darkness in front of him.

Behind the vermilion lacquer door, there is no hall or hall, only filled with heavy brocade drapes. The act of pushing the door brought a gust of wind, and the brocade curtain still hung down, but the light silk sara swayed gently in the wind, and slammed into the face.

Wei Shuang stopped and closed the vermilion lacquer door again.

At this time, an extremely faint sound came from behind the heavy veil. Wei Shuang listened intently, but heard the soft whispers of a man, the suppressed cry of a woman, and the low roar of a beast.

Wei Shuang's eyes showed a faint disgust. She lowered her eyes and stared at each other before turning her head and raising her voice to a corner of the room, "My subordinates have seen my master." ”

Her voice didn't stop the movement. Instead, it made the beast's roar louder. And with this loud beast roar, the sound of the man shouting softly and the sound of the leather whip slamming the ground also came, but the woman's voice could not be heard at all.

After a while, there was a strange "clang" sound from behind the curtain, like gold and stone, and then a lazy man's voice said, "Come in." ”

Wei Shuang lowered her eyes, lifted the veil and walked in.

Behind the veil stood a screen embroidered with a picture of a hundred beautiful butterflies, and when the screen was turned, it was a small room, and on the long couch against the wall in front of it, a man was wearing a dark brocade robe, and was lying half-reclined.

His skin was somewhat pale, his eyebrows were dark and long, and his lower tips drooped slightly; A pair of eyes are also narrow and slightly drooping; The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are red like Dan, and the face has a feminine beauty. (To be continued.) )