Late at night, a house on the edge of a cliff.

Chu Yu sat at the table, writing by candlelight, and when the ink was dry, he folded the letterhead and handed it to Xingyun, instructing: "Send it to Wei Shuying." ”

Xingyun took it, and felt a dilemma: "Master, the scholar should still be on the road at this time, if you want to fly the pigeon to pass the book back to Beijing, the scholar may not be able to see it for a while, and I don't know if the master's letter can be passed urgently."

"Send someone to deliver it, and find out where the others are."

"Yes."

Chu Yu was suspicious, not only doubting Mei Xiaoren's true body, but also doubting his own medical skills.

His medical skills are shallow, and it cannot be ruled out that he may learn the wrong pulse or remember the wrong pulse, so he needs to find the person who taught him medical skills for verification.

Chu Yu waited for a reply, and at the same time began to pay extra attention to Mei Xiaoren's behavior, but somehow, now it was difficult for him to see the weak side of Mei Xiaoren's body, as if what he saw before was an illusion

Mei Xiaoren and Xingyun made moves, and every move was fast and steady, without the slightest cowardice and cowering.

Chu Yu began to think back to when he was in Qiushui County, he had never noticed anything unusual about Mei Xiaoren's words and deeds, and he had seen Mei Xiaoren drinking with others in the cottage, and knew that Mei Xiaoren's alcohol consumption was good, not to mention women, even many men were difficult to reach.

His previous impressions and what he saw seemed to be gradually overturning his doubts, and the unconfirmed pulses did not say anything, and he should not have any doubts about it until he heard back.

In the blink of an eye, there is less than a day left before the day of seeing the real trick.

Mei Xiaoren was inevitably a little nervous in his heart. After practicing the sword with Xingyun, she sat down next to Chu Yu and slashed a few times on the ground with the wooden sword.

Seeing his uneasy appearance, Chu Yu raised his lips slightly, "Why is it difficult, it's just a competition with others, and it can be sad to judge the case."

"Master Chu, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk. Is it difficult to solve the case, but I will, I will be driven to the shelves when I fight against others" Mei Xiaoren supported his chin with one hand and sighed, "And both, Lord Chu, you will." ”

"I wasn't born with it, I also have a master."

Mei Xiaoren turned his head and asked curiously, "Who is your master?"

Chu Yu looked down at her and said, "You don't know." ”

"Then what did your master teach you, and he also learned those poetry books and classics," Mei Xiaoren smiled and said, "I remember that the university scholar said that your knowledge is better than his." ”

Chu Yu shook his head, "If you talk about poetry and classics, Master Wei has read a lot, and I am not as good as him." He also said, "Of course, it is good to read a lot of ancient and modern books, but it is better to believe in books than to have no books, and if you read more books, you may not be able to be an official like him." ”

Mei Xiaoren suddenly understood, no wonder Chu Yu had never taught her anything other than swordsmanship, so that her books were covered with dust, it turned out that she was not the only one who felt that "it was shallow on paper".

It was getting late, she stood up with a wooden sword, and waved her hand respectfully towards Chu Yu: "Please rest assured, master, I will work hard tomorrow and live up to my master's expectations." ”

"You don't need to care too much about success or failure, since you don't want the clothes on your body, it's not a pity to lose."

Mei Xiaoren beckoned disappreciably, "In this case, I also told the catchers before, saying that since their errand is to keep a county safe, it is nothing to lose one or two thieves." With a smile on her lips, she sighed lightly, "Comfort is comfort, where can you not value it." ”

"Then you go all out, you must pass, if you lose" Chu Yu raised his eyes to look at her, the smile on his lips deepened, "I will go back to Beijing." ”

Mei Xiaoren frowned when he heard this, turned the sword in his hand and used the hilt lightly

poked Chu Yu's shoulder: "Lord Chu, it's too much, I don't want you to be a master like this." ”

"Obviously, you don't like to listen to comfort, so you have to be spurred on."

"Maybe I'm used to being splashed with cold water." Mei Xiaoren smiled deeply.

Since she came to the academy, whether it is Sectist Sun or the bishop, even if she is willing to teach her, she will persuade her to take a long-term view, don't be in a hurry, only Chu Yu has never denied that she has the possibility of graduating at the end of the year.

The moon is in the middle of the day.

When Wu Xian received the news, he put on his cloak and came to the bamboo forest alone, paying attention all the way, not wanting to be seen, and the person who called him was already waiting in the forest.

"Brother Wen."

"How is Mei Xiaoren doing?" Wen Bin asked.

Wu Xian looked around and whispered: "Speaking of this, I haven't had time to tell Brother Wen that Mei Xiaoren has been coming back late recently, just like when he asked Sect Officer Sun to teach him in private." ”

"What kind of trick is he playing?"

"I sent someone to follow him, and I found out that he went to pick the Star Cliff every night, but he didn't know what to do on it."

Wen Bin was shocked: "Picking Star Cliff is not a place for mountain elders to recuperate"

"Yes, so my people can't go up, because someone is blocking them under the cliff, and it's still" Wu Xian paused, looking a little helpless.

"Or what"

"The people of the hidden platform" Wu Xian looked at Wen Bin solemnly, and said word for word.

The three words of the hidden platform are not light. Wen Bin was surprised at first, but it wasn't without explanation. He said: "The scholar of Wei has come, and he is afraid that my uncle will be unfavorable to the mountain chief, and it is not surprising that he left a few of his own people to guard the mountain chief. ”

Wu Xian immediately asked: "Then why Mei Xiaoren can go up, Brother Wen is not surprised."

"Since the mountain chief will give him the blue coat, he will naturally have some dealings with him, but it doesn't matter, no matter what tricks he is playing, I want him to look good tomorrow." Wen Bin took a deep breath, his gloomy face eased a lot, and he took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Wu Xian, "Take this, and then do as I say." ”

Wu Xian took the porcelain vase, took a look at it and put it away, nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Wen's orders, the junior brother should do his best to do it." ”

In the middle of summer, the weather is exceptionally hot.

The college square is vast, and there is no shade in the sky. On the steps there are several shaded pergolas for gentlemen to sit on.

The students stood in the middle of the square, lined up, and when the little boy passed in front of them with a bamboo tube, they drew a bamboo stick from it to determine their opponent in the first game.

Mei Xiaoren's opponent is the grandson of a military general, although she doesn't have much contact with him on weekdays, but she knows that this person has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and she knows that she may not be his opponent.

As soon as the gong sounded, the other party made a move in an instant, and the sword in his hand swept towards her like a lightning speed.

Mei Xiaoren retreated again and again, raising his sword to block. With a few sharp moves, he easily broke through her defenses and swung his sword at her arm.

Mei Xiaoren couldn't dodge, and his arm was really hit, and the pain was like a cracked bone. If this is a real sword, her hand is probably useless.

Losing a game can't determine the overall situation, and there will be time to fight against people later. Mei Xiaoren stopped and bowed to the wind.

In the second game, the winner can pick the winner to make a move, and the loser will play against the loser.

Mei Xiaoren was beaten by the general's son and had no power to fight back, and the people present saw it for all to see, so this time many people wanted to compete with Mei Xiaoren by name, as if they wanted to pinch this soft persimmon.