The intervention of Dean Ji Tang made the somewhat tense courtyard quickly restore its original peace.

"Young Master Yun, please go back to the East Courtyard as well." Ji Tang said to Yun Mubai calmly.

"Mr. Ji," Yun Mubai respectfully bowed to Ji Tang: "Wei Qing is injured, and he bothers Mr. Ji to find a doctor to take a look at her." ”

Looking at Ji Tang's slight bow, although Yun Mubai was still a little apprehensive in his heart, he could only turn around obediently one step at a time, after all, there was a difference between men and women, and even if he stayed, he couldn't help Wei Qing at all.

Because of the small episode, the division of the West Courtyard did not start until the doctors in the academy came to see Wei Qing and Fu Siqi.

The regulations of the Royal College are divided into beginner, intermediate and advanced classes. Each level lasts for three years, the number of classes is uncertain, each class has about ten students, there is a principal and a deputy gentleman, the principal is responsible for teaching poetry and books on weekdays, and the deputy is to assist the principal to do some management and other things, as for the gentlemen who teach other courses, they are also outstanding people who have been screened out in their respective fields of expertise.

The college has always been strict and fair, and even the class placement is actually decided by lottery. Each stick is marked with the name of the principal. The students line up and draw in order, and whoever draws the name of the gentleman is the student of the gentleman. Although this method looks like a daughter-in-law, it is the most impeccable.

However, on the other hand, this is another extremely test of character. Because of a coincidence, it is possible to be in the same class as the person who is most unwilling to work with, for example, Wei Qing happened to meet Fu Siqi on a narrow road. Of course, what she didn't expect was that Liu Yiyi was also in the same class as her.

Her intuition told her that the days ahead might not be as quiet as she expected......

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The changes of time, just like the flowers of the two begonia trees in the courtyard of the West Courtyard Women's School, unconsciously, in a hurry, in four years, Wei Qing has also faded from the immaturity of last year, and gradually grew into a lovely girl who looks forward to being radiant and exudes heroic and charming.

In the past four years, three great happy events have happened in Weifu: first, Wei Jingshu came out of the pavilion, and Yun Muxiu finally achieved positive results after all the hardships, and gave birth to the crystallization of their love the year before last; The second is that Wei Tingzhong was reinstated because of the light of Wei Jingshu's wedding to Yun Muxiu. The third is that Wei Yingyu was married by Emperor Xiao Huaiyuan of Tianjing and married the second son of Qiu Jian, Qiu Yichen.

Back then, Qiu Jian had a lot of complaints about the Wei Mansion because of the Bingzhan incident, but after learning that Wei Qing was able to stand up for his niece Liu Yiyi regardless of his previous suspicions, his heart was extremely shocked. Not only praised Weifu for having a high festival and a clear breeze like the bright moon in his arms, but also a clear distinction and a righteous atmosphere that the road is uneven. At the same time, I also felt a little sorry for my participation in the Wei Ting.

After another two years like this, I didn't expect Qiu Yichen, the second son of the upright marriage age, to fall in love with the second lady of the Wei Mansion under the enthusiasm of Peixin. Wei Yingyu was enthusiastic and hearty, without the pampering of the young lady of the family, Qiu Jian was naturally very happy, so she personally visited Wei Tingzhong and frankly confessed that the Qiu family wanted to marry Wei Yingyu.

Wei Tingzhong and the Lin family finally nodded after soliciting the meaning of their second daughter. So Lord Qiu took the opportunity of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that year to ask for the grace of Emperor Xiao Huaiyuan of Tianjing, which can be regarded as a good story.

Alas, Wei Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Everything is going well and smoothly, how did they get to themselves, and these days are so difficult? It's not because of anything else, it's just because her grades haven't improved in the past four years, and it's still too bad!

In those courses in the women's school, except for the fact that she was invincible on horseback, she was basically at the bottom, and it became an absolute lethal weapon for Fu Siqi to mock herself on weekdays. But she obviously didn't want to do this~ But she really felt that she had a pair of fingers like ten small sticks and mallets and an elm pimple-like head.

It's really annoying!

Just when Wei Qing unconsciously opened the desertion for half a class again, he suddenly heard a female voice that seemed to be helpless but mixed with a little anger sounded above her head: "Miss Wei! ”

Because there was no warning before, Wei Qing panicked in his heart and his right hand trembled, and the tip of the delicate embroidered needle pierced into the fingers of his left hand under the embroidery through the silk cloth.

"Ahh It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Almost subconsciously, Wei Qing threw away the needle and thread and embroidery, her eyebrows tightened, and she took her index finger in her mouth and sucked it with tears in her eyes: She is really difficult, what is the difference between asking her to learn embroidery and asking Zhang Fei to embroider ~ woo woo woo ~

It is said that her palace embroidery is not only precise in composition and beautiful colors, but also has a variety of stitches, which are deeply loved by the harem ladies. When the Queen Mother was still alive, she personally gave the name of "Qiyun" to praise her exquisite embroidery.

"Miss Wei," Aunt Qiyun bent down to pick up the embroidery that Wei Qing threw out, looked at the messy pile of threads on it, couldn't help frowning, and said, "Miss Wei has been studying for a long time, so she should be more attentive." ”

Aunt Qiyun handed the embroidery back to Wei Qing, and said earnestly: "There is nothing difficult in the world, only people who are afraid of care, and if you use more heart, you will naturally make progress." After all, I have limited time in class, so you can ask more girls who are ingenious. ”

While saying this, he took the silk handkerchief embroidered by Liu Yiyi and Fu Siqi and said: "You can take a look at the embroidery of Miss Liu and Miss Fu, both of them have their own merits, and they are both works that are worth learning and learning from." You are all young ladies of the family, although you may not need to cut in the future, but this female celebrity is reasonable. Moreover, the biennial palace embroidery tasting conference of our West Courtyard is coming, and you should work harder. ”

"Yes." The girls respectfully replied in unison.

It was easy to get to the next school, compared with the drowsy and trance in the classroom just now, Wei Qing was the first to rush out of the classroom like a chicken blood: Ah! The soul and body have finally been liberated! The sky is blue, the flowers are bright, and even the air is fresher!

"Ah Qing," suddenly a soft and weak voice sounded from behind Wei Qing: "Ah Qing, wait for me." ”

Wei Qing turned around, and saw a petite figure with a weak willow supporting the wind trotting all the way towards him, it was Liu Yiyi. Since Wei Qing fought for her that year and fought with Fu Siqi and hung up the lottery, she actually regarded Wei Qing as a benefactor, and specially told her uncle Qiu Jian to find a good doctor to take a closer look at Wei Qing, after all, it is a girl's house, wouldn't it be her sin if she left a scar? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but cry again.

Fortunately, although Fu Siqi was also ruthless at the time, after all, because of his young age, the wound was not serious, and it was intact after only a few days, as for the "blood" that Yun Mubai saw, it was actually the lipstick dyed by Fu Siqi, who was very keen on dressing up at a young age, and it was completely an oolong!

Liu Yiyi came to Wei Qing, took out a silk handkerchief from the small bag she carried and handed it to Wei Qing, and said: "Ah Qing, this is what I said in class that Aunt Qiyun didn't pay attention to secretly drove out, you take it, and you don't have to worry about today's homework, but the time is too tight, I don't embroider well, don't dislike it." ”

This...... Wei Qing looked at the silk handkerchief embroidered with a delicate begonia in his white and tender slender hands, tsk, Wei Qing couldn't help but sigh: This is the hand holding the embroidery needle, alas, it is not comparable to his ten little sticks at all.

"Yiyi, I know that you are for my good, but even if I take it, Aunt Qiyun will know at a glance that I can't embroider it." At the mention of embroidery, Wei Qing felt that one head had become two big. What else is the palace embroidery tasting conference, it is purely a change of law to make her embarrassed.

"Then what should I do, either you should be more careful, otherwise Fu Siqi will put on a smug look again."

"Forget it, whatever she likes," Wei Qing didn't seem to care very much: "I'm not that piece of material at all, let me do this, isn't it the same as letting Zhang Fei embroider?" ”

Liu Yiyi blinked her big eyes, which always seemed to be filled with two pools of autumn water, and asked suspiciously, "Which young lady is Zhang Fei?" Isn't she good at female celebrities? ”

Poof------ Wei Qing couldn't help but laugh: "He's not a young lady, he's ..... uh...... He's nothing, and he doesn't know how to embroider anyway. ”

The two of them talked as they walked towards the gate of the academy. Suddenly, a little doll wearing a purple begon-colored Luo shirt and looking like a pink carved jade ran straight towards Wei Qing with her little short legs, and shouted in a milky voice: "Auntie, aunt." Wei Qing fixed his eyes and looked at it, hey, isn't this Yun Xingze, the little group of the eldest sister's family?

Wei Qing hurriedly greeted him, hugged his little nephew, and asked with a smile, "Why did you come here?" Where's your mother, my eldest sister? Yun Xingze shook his head and said glutinously: "It's not Niang, it's Dudu and Ancestor." ”

Doodle? Wei Qing looked in the direction pointed by the little finger of the little ball in his arms, and saw a handsome and upright young man in azure clothes walking towards this side with a golden hairy monkey, it was actually Yun Mubai and Wei Dasheng. But Yun Mubai is not ...... today

"How's Xiyi doing?" Wei Qing couldn't help but ask with some concern.

"It seems that it doesn't work," Yun Mubai shook his head: "Someone from Xiyi said that the emperor hopes to see his father for the last time." ”

Wei Qing opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and subconsciously blurted out: "Do you want to go with you?" ”