Since Murong Jin fell into the water, he said that he had been sick for more than half a month, and he had not been to the school palace for half a month, but there were really some things that were not as good as before.

As soon as Murong Jin stepped into the school hall on this day, he noticed a strange atmosphere. There are those who ask for warmth, and there are those who are silent but secretly watching.

"Fourth brother is feeling better?" Murong Li asked with a smile.

"The eldest brother of Emperor Lao is worried, and the younger brother is already very good." Murong Jin said.

"That's good," Murong Li seemed to deliberately glance at the person beside him, "A few days ago, the prince of the world asked the palace about you, since it is okay, it is naturally the best." ”

Nangong Qi on the side did not make an opinion, and still silently read the book.

Murong Li sat Nangong Qi on his side, and Murong Jin saw it as soon as he entered the door, but he didn't want to say more. Now that Murong Li mentioned it like this, he felt quite a bit of a show-off.

Murong Jin looked at Nangong Qi just now, lowered his head slightly, and his tone couldn't hear the warmth and coldness, "Then thank you for your concern." ”

Nangong Qi's hand turned the page slightly, got up and saluted, but he didn't speak.

Murong Jin didn't say anything more, and went straight to his seat and sat down. There was no one in front of the bookcase on his side, and his mood was much more relaxed, and he didn't feel like he was sitting on a wooden stake beside him as before.

Murong Yan, who was across the aisle, lightly knocked on the desk, and Murong Jin turned his head sideways when he heard the sound. Murong Yan crumpled up a familiar xuan that had already been written, looked at Murong Jin with concern for a moment, and said nothing more.

Murong Jin picked up the paper ball that rolled off the mat and gently unfolded it. The above content says about three points -

First, Murong Yan didn't have time to visit him, and he felt very guilty;

Second, Murong Jin has been sick for so long, and he hasn't sent anyone to carry a letter, saying good or bad, and there is some blame.

Third, Murong Li's original attendant Shen Gongzi was entangled in a bad disease, and gradually became friendly with Nangong Qi, so he asked his father to ask Nangong Qi to be his attendant.

Murong Jin glanced at Murong Yan, who was immersed in his book, smiled and smoothed out the paper ball, and neatly folded it into a small square of paper and put it in his sleeve. I began to review the lessons I had owe in the past six months.

Gu Shi was still wearing a shabby robe, but there was an extra bright red patch on his sleeves and elbows that was extremely conspicuous and at the same time extremely clumsy. Murong Jin couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and when Gu Shi who looked up saw it, he smiled.

Gu Shi glared at him quite seriously, but he didn't say anything to blame, but he was a little surprised.

After class, Murong Yan leaned over and said softly while Murong Jin was still packing up his books: "Ah Jin, my mother told me to go back to her palace soon, and I won't be able to accompany you these days...... There was some guilt in his tone, and he seemed to be quite helpless.

Murong Jin smiled: "It's okay, let's go quickly, don't let Concubine Lan wait in a hurry." ”

"Well, I'll take the time to see you." pulled Ji Ming and hurried away.

After Murong Jin cleaned up, he was the only one in the entire school. When Murong Jin stepped out of the door, he looked back at the Empty Clearing Academy, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, but it was not long in existence, and it was extinguished in an instant.

Dong Xian was the only one left outside the door, and he put the cloak that had been prepared on Murong Jin's shoulders.

Although it was already late spring, Murong Jin was still a little chilly. It's just that Murong Jin took off his cloak, put it on his left arm, and handed a stack of scrolls to Dongxian to hold.

Dongxian: "Your Highness? ”

Murong Jin waved his hand and walked ahead alone. Dongxian also knew that the master had a little concern, so he didn't follow closely, and only dotted it within three or five steps.

Murong Jin wrapped his hands under the cloak, although his body was a little cold, his hands were indeed warm. Murong Jin knew that his current situation was better than having little contact with others. Whether it is Concubine Lan or Nangong Qi, they all understand this principle. So one chose to be close to Murong Li, and the other had to tie his beloved son to his side.

Emperor Yan still refused to allow Murong Jin to participate in the archery and riding imperial martial arts class on the grounds that his body was not good.

So the afternoon is still Bai Xiying's music class.

Bai Xiying saw Murong Jin's expression, so he said, "What's the matter, is it because the old illness has not been cured, or is it annoying to see me as an old man every day?" ”

Murong Jin was quite speechless at Bai Xiying's self-proclaimed "old man", and only said, "Isn't Mr. going to teach students some musical instruments?" ”

Bai Xiying said: "You are too heavy to think about the teacher, and it is not easy to learn." I still have to teach you to calm down first. ”

Murong Jin propped his head depressedly, "Mr.'s mind is heavier than that of a student, why don't you see Mr. abandon the piano?" ”

"You know what?"

Murong Jin said helplessly: "Naturally, I don't understand, so I asked Mr. ”

Bai Xiying said: "I don't understand because your cultivation is too shallow, so I didn't teach you to play the piano for a long time." ”

“......”

Murong Jin looked at the profound "old fox" in front of him and didn't want to speak again.

As soon as the room was quiet, Bai Xiying felt uncomfortable again, "What are you worried about talking to the teacher, wouldn't it be annoying to hold it in your heart?" ”

Murong Jin: "The student has nothing to worry about. ”

Bai Xiying "hummed" and said: "Look at your face, there is a word 'sorrow' written on the left, and a word 'annoying' written on the right, so I almost have to write the words 'I'm unhappy' on the door of your head." Say, which unsightly minion provoked our Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, or did your father embarrass you again? Or, which girl did you fall in love with and people didn't like you? ”

Murong Jin glanced at the indecent white shadow, and suddenly said, "I feel so bored." ”

Bai Xiying suspected that he had misheard, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"I feel so stuffy," Murong Jin repeated, "I feel so stuffy in the palace, it's like an invisible cover on the outside, but after a long time, the people inside will feel out of breath." It's a little uncomfortable. ”

"You're idle," Bai Xiying concluded, "what have you been thinking about all day......

Murong Jin said: "Then Mr. assign more homework to the students, the students in the province are thinking nonsense all day long." ”

Bai Xiying nodded, "It's also a clever plan, so what should I arrange?" ”

"Oh yes," Bai Xiying took out a scroll from his sleeve, "How about you memorize all this Book of Music today, and come back tomorrow as a teacher?" ”

Murong Jin took the book of "The Book of Music", which was about two fingers thick, "Mr. still looks down on students." ”

Bai Xiying said: "Aren't you idle? Besides, you can't sleep at night anyway, so you might as well memorize some books as a pastime. ”

Murong Jin turned the page, glanced at it hastily, and immediately closed it, "This is?" ”

Bai Xiying said in a low voice: "The information of some civil and military ministers in the current court, you can write it down as soon as possible, it will always be useful in the future." ”

Murong Jin turned two more pages, one to nine grades, the origins, family affairs, and houses of each official, what they had done, what merits they had made, and who they were close to, all of which were recorded in detail. I couldn't help but sigh, "Where did you get this book?" ”

Bai Xiying pointed at himself proudly, "Naturally, it was compiled for the teacher himself." ”

"Make it up?" Murong Jin looked at Bai Xiying in disbelief.

"Hmm-" Bai Xiying nodded.

In other words, how many eyeliners Bai Xiying has planted in Thorn City over the years can understand this information so clearly.

Just as I was thinking about it, there were footsteps outside.

Murong Jin immediately hid the Book of Music under the case. I only heard a familiar voice say, "Little Ah Si, Uncle Wang has come to see you." ”

Murong Jin and Bai Xiying glanced at each other, and they both felt that each other's eyes were a little bad.