In the afternoon, it was another piano class.

Originally, it was not a piano class, but an etiquette class, but because of something happened to Master Liu, he let the piano class be replaced.

When Ling Ze's disciples came to the shooting field, they didn't see Master Zhang appear after the time of going to the hall, and Hong Lang, who had always taken the initiative to take the affairs of the class as his own, took the initiative to ask Ying to run and ask for a reason.

After coming back, I told everyone that Zhang Fuzi left the academy in the morning and has not returned, and I am afraid that he has forgotten to substitute for Liu Fuzi.

Suddenly, big guys, you look at me, I look at you, and I have a bad premonition in my heart, but I won't let them go to the second women's class to take piano art classes, right?

As soon as Hong Lang saw the expressions of his classmates, he guessed what everyone thought, and said with a smile, "I also specifically asked the master, is the second women's class taking a piano class now, guess what, what did the master say?" ”

"How?" More than a dozen nervous voices sounded with hearts and livers raised to their throats.

"The master said that the second women's class is not taking piano art classes now." Hong Lang grimaced.

Suddenly, there was a neat sigh in the class to put the heart, liver and liver back into the stomach.

"The master also said," Hong Lang grinned, "Since we can't take the piano class, let's go to the Spirit Stream to practice, and come back to the next class." ”

Cultivating in the Spirit Stream is the favorite of his classmates, and the big guy was overjoyed and hurriedly walked outside the shooting field.

"Shuli," Li Shiqing and Zhou Jiaying asked her as they walked, "Let's go to the Spirit Stream, will you go?" ”

Ever since Jiang Shuli cultivated in the Houshan Cave Mansion, he consciously went to report every day, and he never went to the Spirit Stream again. She shook her head, not wanting to go back to the Houshan Cave Mansion to cultivate, but thinking about Master Zhang's affairs, "Go ahead, I won't go first." ”

In the morning, she and Li Xu went to convey the words of the blue-shirted and coarse-clothed woman at the door of Master Zhang, and then came back to the court. I don't want my master to go out for a while, and I haven't returned yet, and I don't know if anything will happen.

Thinking of the appearance of the woman at the door pulling people around to relay it, she was always a little unsure, Jiang Shuli went to the master's courtyard, and after asking Zhang Fuzi's address, she decided to go and see it in person.

Ling Ze's second class was taking a calligraphy class at this time.

Peng Dasheng looked around outside the classroom, whenever the master noticed something strange and looked out, he would neatly bow down the old waist, the movements were skillful and light, and when the master turned his head to continue to check the disciples who practiced calligraphy, he raised his toes and kept squeezing his eyebrows for Li Xu inside.

Li Xu didn't want to pay attention to him, but he was really upset by the old face that could trap mosquitoes, so he simply put down his pen, apologized to his master, and walked out of the classroom.

"What?" Li Xu walked under the tree and asked with his back hand.

Peng Dasheng smiled, rubbed his hands, and opened his mouth tentatively, "I saw Miss Jiang hurriedly go to the master's courtyard......

Li Xu raised his eyebrows, "Go on." ”

Peng Dasheng breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly explained the situation of Ling Ze's class, and finally puffed up his chest and concluded, "Master, the old slave sees that Miss Jiang is going to go to the north of the city. ”

"Finished?" Li Xu said coolly.

Peng Dasheng suddenly became nervous again, and bowed his head and said, "It's an old slave who bothered the master." ”

Li Xu raised his feet and walked in the direction of the classroom, seeing Peng Dasheng's bitter face, he slapped his palm on his face, muttering, 'It's all old slaves and troubles', and suddenly heard Li Xu throw a sentence over, "Why don't you hurry up and prepare the carriage!" ”

"Hey! Okay! Peng Dasheng, who had won the big edict, answered again and again, and trotted out with a cigarette.

When Jiang Shuli walked to the gate of the academy, he saw Peng Dasheng greeted him with a bright smile like a chrysanthemum, "Miss Jiang, but you want to go to Chengbei Lane?" ”

Jiang Shuli was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Gonggong Peng, exactly." ”

"My master is planning to go," Father-in-law Peng became more and more respectful, "please get into the carriage with Miss Jiang." ”

In the carriage was Li Xu, who was running too fast and was trying to adjust his breathing, and said seriously, "Jiang Xuemei, I heard that Master Zhang has not returned, I'm afraid something happened in the alley, why don't you go and have a look?" ”

Jiang Shuli nodded, "Master Zhang didn't come to the court, and I was also worried." ”

The carriage went to the alley, but because the alley was too narrow, the carriage could not enter, so the two got out of the carriage and walked in.

I was going to find a passer-by to ask for directions, but the alley was very lively, there were people inside and out, and there were many people who came from outside to join in the fun.

"I heard that there is a dead family," passerby A gossiped, "the coffins are all moved to the front of another house, and that family has to pay for the ceremony." ”

"I heard that the daughter of that family is a master in Lanshan Academy!"

Passers-by squeaked, and Li Xu and Jiang Shuli were startled when they heard it, glanced at each other, and hurriedly got into the crowd.

I saw a thin coffin parked in front of a half-old house, and two women were crying in the coffin, one of them was the woman in a green shirt and coarse cloth who appeared in front of the college in the morning, and she had changed into a coarse linen filial piety dress at the moment.

Another woman was about 50 or so to describe her grief.

The door of the house was closed, and the woman in white standing in front of her was Master Zhang Ruxue, who looked at the thin coffin in front of the house with a dull gaze, as if she couldn't perceive everything around her, and her heart and soul didn't know where she went.

"My Ah Jing died so miserably!" The woman cried out in a low voice, "He has only passed the age of his establishment!" Zhang Ruxue! You pay my son! ”

She took two steps forward and pushed Zhang Ruxue hard, the old man Zhang on the side couldn't look past it, and hurriedly helped the swaying Zhang Ruxue, and persuaded her, "Aunt Chen, it's not that my old man Zhang is favoritous, your Ah Jing was engaged to the snow girl back then, but Ah Jing let down the snow girl and married this," he pointed to Lu Yi who was supporting the coffin, "Married her through the door." ”

"Isn't that it?" The old woman standing next to Uncle Zhang is also a neighbor who has lived in the alley for almost a lifetime, "Your Ah Jing has abandoned the snow girl and married another person!" The snow girl has never been married, and the years are all delayed because of this, what a premature life! ”

The words ushered in the resonance of the neighbors inside and out, and they were all pointing fingers at the Chen family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Now, I don't want to hide it from everyone," Chen Jing's mother wiped her tears, "The reason why my family Ah Jing ruined the marriage contract back then was because she had an incurable disease and didn't want to delay the snow girl, so she did that, our Ah Jing is not negative, I can swear to God!" ”

There was a sigh from the crowd, I didn't expect it to be like this, the original negative man turned out to be an infatuated man!

Uncle Zhang was also stunned for a long time, and sighed, "My old man Zhang is not wrong, Ah Jing has been an honest child since he was a child, and when the marriage was canceled, I also asked him to scold, but it was so, alas! And so it was! ”

"Even if that's the case, you can't blame the snow girl, right?" Some people speak up.

"My son died because of her!"

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