Emperor Xiao Yan of Liang Wu attached great importance to this year's selection of officials, and when Fan Yi, the general of the court and the general of the Chinese army (in fact, he was the prime minister at the time), ordered the Situ Mansion to strictly investigate all matters. Zheng Xun did not dare to slack off after receiving the order, and on the second day after reviewing the case file, he ordered envoys to go to various counties to investigate the facts.

Xiang Lin's policy article was posted outside the Xuezhi Hall, attracting onlookers and praise from all the students. Zheng Shijie was extremely unhappy with a cold face, and he couldn't wait to tear off the rolling paper and step on his feet. Zheng Shijie has always been a talented man in the eyes of the children of all families, with outstanding articles, full of poetry and books, and no one can compare with his knowledge and intelligence, plus he is the son of Lord Thorn Shi, the children of the official family who love vanity and chase fame and fortune in order to climb his high branch, I don't know how much sycophancy he has said and how much flattery he has done.

Zheng Shijie is lonely and arrogant, he enjoys this feeling of being high up and being slapped by someone, perhaps it is because of the experience of his childhood that has left a deep scar in his heart, he doesn't want to be the one who will only hide in the dark room and cry, full of fear in his eyes, he vows to make everyone fear him and worship him, and the school palace is such a place, a 'paradise' that he can't give up and doesn't allow anyone to break into the destruction.

Zheng Shijie stood in place with a calm brow, his ears were full of praise one after another, Xu Xianglin's name stimulated his ears over and over again, and he couldn't help but get angry in his chest and hate from his heart. He was such a sensitive person, and he felt a faint threat, which he felt for the first time, and his heart was extremely disgusted and repulsed.

"Oh, congratulations to the son, congratulations to the son!" Qin Hancai also rushed to join in the fun, but found Zheng Shijie standing in the crowd with a blue face like a stake. Zheng Shijie glanced at him, turned his head and wanted to leave, but Qin Hancai stopped him in a hurry: "Childe's face is not pleasant, this... I know why Childe is displeased. Qin Hancai's eyes turned quickly, and he couldn't wait to fly out of his eye sockets.

Zheng Shijie stared at him gloomily, and asked ignorantly: "Tell me why, if what you say is wrong, this son will sew your mouth himself." Qin Hancai chirped: "If it weren't for Xu Xianglin's stinky boy, what everyone appreciates now might be your masterpiece." In a word, Zheng Shijie smiled coldly.

Qin Hancai sneered: "That idiot is arrogant and arrogant, not only robbing the son's scenery, but even the next can't see it... Tsk, I'll take care of it like this, it won't be long before the students of this school palace are going around that nerd, how can the son swallow this breath~" Zheng Shijie sneered: "If you dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, my son will tell him to walk around without eating." Qin Hancai fanned the flames, which made Zheng Shijie feel a little more hatred for Xiang Lin.

Because Zheng Xun is here, Zheng Shijie doesn't dare to do anything wrong, but he is already secretly planning tricks, and all he needs is an opportunity.

At night, Wang Chong privately summoned Xiang Lin to the room, this time his face was even more anxious, and said: "Xiang Lin, Lord Zheng has sent envoys to various counties to investigate the clan nationality, in case you find out the head of your Xu family, the consequences will be unimaginable!" "Xiang Lin didn't expect this year's Pindi inspection to be so strict, and in previous years, he basically checked the genealogy and gave up.

Xiang Lin was stunned, thought about it and didn't have an idea, and said with a pale face: "If the truth is found out, the student will admit it." I don't know why he said such a thing, Wang Chong was also a little surprised, he felt that it didn't look like the words that came out of his mouth at all.

Wang Chong was a little anxious, and when he got close to him, he seemed to reproach and said, "Oops! This matter is not only related to your career, once Xianzun is found out to have been the Huiji Taishou Xu Zhao, with Zheng Xun's power and temperament, not only is your situation critical, but I am afraid that even your mansion will not be able to get rid of it! The jade wheel hung high, the silver sand was misty, and the bright and cold moonlight reflected Xiang Lin's face that was like an abyss.

"The student has been away from home for nearly half a month, and his mother lives alone in the house, and the student is really worried, but he sent a letter to inform his mother that he will be able to escape the interrogation..." Zheng Xun was ordered to check the clan registration, but it was just for show, where would he be very attentive, Xiang Lin understood this, and skillfully used this.

When he returned to the room, Xiang Lin immediately took up the pen and wrote a book, and instructed Sanjiu to hurry up and whip back to Wushu overnight, and be sure to hand over the letter to Xu's mother before the envoy. Xu's mother Liu missed Xiao'er Xiang Lin, recited Buddha and prayed every day, blessed him with safety and safety, and burst into tears after receiving the letter, asking 390,000 hopes to take care of him. The mother of the child is worried, the child thinks that the mother is difficult to kowtow, Liu is a sentimental person, every time he thinks of the child, he will cry, and his vision is gradually blurred, and his eyes seem to be about to cry blind.

He Jian stayed in the school palace all day and had nothing to do, thinking that it was not a way to go on like this, so he asked Wang Chong to send a job of carrying water and chopping wood, so that he could not only do the work, but also follow Lin to teach poetry and books, so as not to become an idle dog in the eyes of others.

One day, He Jian went up to the back mountain to carry water, it was noon, the red sun was scorching like fire, the flowers and weeds were drowsy, and the scorching sun pierced his cheeks through the cracks in the branches and leaves. He Jian was slowly walking down the mountain with a bucket, suddenly his eyes were full of stars, the soles of his feet slipped and fell to the ground, the water splashed the bucket and fell down, and he rolled down the mountain with a grunt, and he also rolled down the path to a thorny and weedy bush, and his arms, legs and feet were bloody.

He struggled to get up, but he felt dizzy and weak, and his limbs were weak, so he simply lay down and wanted to rest for a while. This fall startled the flies, mosquitoes and ants in the hot grass, and in an instant, the flies danced wildly, and the insects and ants crawled around, and it became a mess.

It didn't take much effort for his whole body to be bitten by these little things, biting and biting, painful and itchy, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, so he crawled up with all his strength and slapped left and right, straightened his clothes and scolded and left. After He Jian found the wooden barrel, he filled it with water, was so tired that he was out of breath, and carefully picked it up the mountain.

Later, He Jian suddenly felt unbearable pain and itching all over his body, his head was dizzy, he opened his clothes, opened his trouser legs and took a look, it was full of red and hot bulges, which were stinging and itching like pinpricks when he touched them lightly, and the broken bulges were mixed with pus and blood, leaching out of the thin clothes. He thought that it was just a small bite, and it should be fine, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

He Jian had unbearable pain and itching all night, and it was difficult to fall asleep after tossing and turning, so he had a dry mouth and a haggard appearance, and when he passed by Xuezhitang on the second day, he fell to the ground in front of him. The students of all families surrounded him again, but no one was willing to save him, for fear that this lowly little man would dirty his hands.

Ruolan immediately informed Xiang Lin after discovering He Jian who had fallen to the ground, and Xiang Lin and Ziying hurriedly carried him into the upper room. Zheng Xun didn't want to pay attention to these things, although Wang Chong had the heart but was powerless, where did he know what medical skills to diagnose the pulse of.

Wang Chong has a niece, named Wang Qiuying, Wang Chong lived with him after he became the head of the school, working in the medical hall. Wang Qiuying has studied medical books since she was a child, and is familiar with medicine, and whenever the students in the palace have a minor illness or disaster, they all come to her for treatment.

In addition, Wang Qiuying was born beautiful and moving, she is a little beauty who is alive and well, and all the students are obsessed with ripples in their eyes, salivating, wishing they would get sick every day, and they will get sick every day, just to be able to look at her and touch her slender and white hands.

Because she is the niece of her husband, the students can only stare and daydream, and no one dares to come nonsense. Qiu Ying hated the students who pretended to be sick very much, and once he noticed that someone was careful, he deliberately prick the silver needle when he was sick, and he squeaked in pain.

Later, no student dared to pretend to be sick easily, after all, no one wanted to do this kind of troublesome and unpleasant thing again, except for Zheng Shijie, of course.

Zheng Shijie looks like he likes Qiu Ying, but he doesn't like that kind of real liking, and there is a deep sense of domineering and selfishness in his eyes. She was like a vase, he didn't allow anyone to approach, he didn't allow anyone to touch her, he didn't even allow anyone to look at her more. However, Qiu Ying didn't like people like him at all.

In this way, the students no longer dared to pretend to be sick and deliberately teasing, and Qiu Ying finally got rid of these messy troubles. Every time Zheng Shijie went to see a doctor, Qiu Ying didn't care if he was really sick, she was just worried about her uncle and worried that Zheng Shijie would find him trouble.

A month ago, Qiu Ying's father died of illness, and she hurried home to mourn, Wang Chong could not get out because of the approaching big exam, so he wrote a letter to express his condolences.

He Jian is now sick, but the medical hall has been closed for more than a month, and Qiu Ying has not returned for a long time, Wang Chong really can't think of any other way.

Ziying looked at He Jian, who was unconscious, and there was a faint fear in her heart, she thought of Qinglian, a woman who was like a sister to herself, and almost buried her life in her own hands. But now that the medical hall is closed, and she is afraid that the doctor will delay her condition, she has no idea, so she can only hesitate back and forth.