Since Xia Mingzhong met Jiang Xian, there is no longer the merciless bounty swordsman on the rivers and lakes, but a pair of carefree young bosom friends.

There is a clear spring on the mountain behind the academy, and Jiang Xian always likes to stay here to read books in summer, leaning on the cool spring water, which is the most suitable to relieve fatigue. Xia Ming loves to whistle, the two of them stay in the back mountain, he is bored and leans on the big stone next to the clear spring, the nursery rhymes of the Xuli folk, he can blow them out when he opens his mouth, and occasionally blows a few tunes that he makes up nonsense.

He played casually, but Jiang Xian thought it was a great skill.

Jiang Xian remembered that there was still a bamboo flute at home, because there was really no one at home who could play it, and he couldn't play it well, so he could only throw it at home and leave it idle.

So Jiang Xian asked Xia Mingzhong, "Hey, there's a gift for you, do you want it?"

The spring water was murmuring, Xia Mingzhong squatted by the spring, picked up a handful of spring water and wiped it on his face, turned his head and said, "Yes, bring it."

Jiang Xian smiled mysteriously and said, "This gift is a little far away, if you are not afraid of trouble, I will accompany you for a while?"

Xia Mingzhong said, "Since it's a gift, something given for free, who would be troublesome? Just take a trip."

The two reached an agreement on the spot, and they said they would leave.

Jiang Xian escaped for half a day, and secretly ran back to Nanqin with Xia Mingzhong, frightened along the way, and when he arrived at the door, he was afraid that his eldest brother Jiang Qing would find out, so he could only sneak into the house quietly.

Compared with Jiang Xian's panic and frizziness, Xia Mingzhong was frank and open, and he easily avoided the subordinates he met along the way, until he walked into Jiang Xian's study.

The books in Jiang Xian's bookcase were neatly arranged, and Jiang Xian took out a slender brocade box from the bottom of the cabinet and said, "Found it, let's go quickly."

It was another hurried rush before he slipped out of the gate.

"Oh, here you go." Jiang Xian stuffed the brocade box in his hand into Xia Mingzhong's arms and said, "This gift is really not easy to take."

Xia Mingzhong opened the brocade box, and inside was a delicate bamboo flute.

He took out the bamboo flute, and was just about to put it to his mouth to blow it, but Jiang Xian stopped him and said, "Go back and blow it again, otherwise it will be too late at night, and the gate of the academy will be locked, and you won't be able to enter."

Afraid of something, even if the two of them were desperately hurrying, when they arrived at Moyun Academy, the gate was already locked. Jiang Xian didn't dare to knock on the door and shout, if he alarmed Mr., it would inevitably be another lesson.

Fortunately, it wasn't cold outside, and the two of them barely managed to deal with it on the back mountain for one night, only waiting until the next morning to enter the academy.

Xia Mingzhong had a big heart, and he didn't wake up until he slept in the sun on the second day, Jiang Xian called him and shook him again, and it took a long time to get Xia Mingzhong up.

The two of them hurried to the classroom again.

Jiang Xian scolded all the way, and when he arrived in the classroom, the classmates were almost seated, and Mr. was already waiting with a long ring ruler.

Jiang Xian walked in embarrassedly and said respectfully, "Sir, the student is late."

Then he consciously stretched out his hand, ready to receive the punishment.

Mr. Mo Yun has always been strict, and he is ruthless when he plays Jiang Xian at this moment, and he doesn't think that he is his protégé at all.

Not only did he show no mercy to his subordinates, but he also pumped Jiang Xian ten more times before he said, "Sit back and listen to the lecture."

The love is deep, and the responsibility is keen.

Twenty times the ring ruler was knocked down, and Jiang Xian's palms instantly became red and swollen. Jiang Xian gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Mr. for your teachings, the students will never dare again."

The students in the classroom have cast their eyes on Jiang Xian, and the outstanding students will even be hit by the board?

Some people secretly like to watch the excitement, and some people express concern.

Xia Mingzhong was not a student in Mo Yun Academy, and Mr. Mo Yun couldn't control him. Seeing that Mo Yun was punishing Jiang Xian, Xia Mingzhong made a "hum" sound in his nose, expressing his dissatisfaction in his heart, and then turned his head and left the classroom.

Jiang Xian found that there was one more person in the classroom today. A girl, to be exact.

He was very familiar with this girl, but he was sure that she would never be

It's a classmate of Moyun Academy, and Jiang Xian was absent-minded throughout the class, always wondering who this person is.

It wasn't until the end of class that the familiar girl took the initiative to find her. qδ

"I have long heard that Mr. Mo Yun is strict in teaching, and he is even more strict with the students in the college, but when I saw it today, it was indeed the case." When she spoke, her voice was warm and soft, which made people feel inexplicably comfortable when she listened to it.

Jiang Xian smiled embarrassedly and said, "Uh...... This is the first time I've been hit with a board, and you've just seen it."

The girl smiled brightly and said, "I know, Mr. Mo Yun's protégé, Jiang Xian, is the most knowledgeable student in Mo Yun Academy, how can he be criticized from time to time? It's just a misfortune that I'm here."

Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment and said, "You know me?"

The girl said, "Don't you remember me? We've seen it."

Jiang Xian was stunned again, and he really couldn't remember where he had seen her. Until Xia Mingzhong next to him, he didn't know when he suddenly came out and reminded: "Yo, it's you."

Jiang Xian looked at Xia Mingzhong strangely, and his eyes signaled: Yo? Do you know that?

Xia Mingzhong said, "Do you have such a bad memory? On that day, you were hit by a carriage on the street, and she was the official lady who was knocked down, don't you remember?"

"Hello, I'm Shen Hui." Shen Hui smiled softly on her face, and Jiang Xian remembered.

Jiang Xian said, "Why did Miss Shen come to Moyun Academy, is she planning to study here?"

Shen Hui shook her head and said, "It was because my cousin was studying in the academy, and my aunt was worried about her son, but she couldn't come to the capital for a while, so she had to ask me to come over and have a look." She still remembered Xia Mingzhong, and when she saw Xia Mingzhong, she couldn't help but have a glint in her eyes, and said, "This chivalrous warrior, is he also studying at Moyun Academy?"

Xia Mingzhong shook his head and said, "Look at me like this, where is the slightest smell of books, reading? I think it's good to guard the gate of the college."

Shen Hui was so amused that she covered her mouth and smiled, she didn't have a young lady's frame, she was dressed very plainly, she had a gentle temperament, and the classmates in the academy also loved to have a few words with her.

Although Shen Hui's cousin studied in the academy with Jiang Xian, Jiang Xian was not familiar with him, and the relationship on weekdays was just a nodding acquaintance.

But it doesn't matter, my cousin is not familiar, but my cousin can be familiar.

The Houshan duo began to have one more person, and Jiang Xian also took Shen Hui to their secret base.

Shen Hui's father, Lord Shen, is also a well-known figure in the court, and the daughter he cultivates will naturally not be bad.

Jiang Xian gave Xia Mingzhong a bamboo flute, and Xia Mingzhong took this bamboo flute with him all the time, and he would take it out and play it when he had nothing to do. Shen Hui saw that the sound of the bamboo flute was beautiful, and she was also good at music, so she discussed with Jiang Xian to compose a song, which could be played together.

Shen Hui has been playing the pipa since she was a child, and now she has already learned a pipa stunt, Jiang Xian will only appreciate it, if you want to get started, but you don't have this talent.

"There's still a guqin sound left." Shen Hui said: "The sound of the pipa is relaxed, and the bamboo flute is euphemistic and long, if you can add the ethereal and refreshing spleen of the guqin, it must be better."

Shen Hui quickly asked Ren Onion's house to send a pipa, and by the way, he also brought a guqin to Jiang Xian.

When Jiang Xian was not in class, the three of them hid in the back mountain to compose and practice together, Shen Hui taught well, and after half a month, Jiang Xian's guqin had already learned a little eyebrows.

The tune is almost finished.

At this time, Shen Hui had something at home, so she could only suspend her practice and go home first.

There are only two people left in the back mountain, Jiang Xian and Xia Mingzhong.

Jiang Xian picked the strings boredly and said, "Alas, why do you feel so much deserted all of a sudden?"

Xia Mingzhong glanced at him and said, "Lonely? I haven't seen you say you're lonely before."

Jiang Xian blushed and didn't speak, and after a while, Xia Mingzhong suddenly asked, "Hey, when you're usually fine, have you ever thought about women?"

The question was simple and straightforward, Jiang Xian's face was so red as if he was about to drip blood, and he quickly denied it, "No! break off

yes, what are you talking about?!"

Xia Mingzhong said: "No, there is no one, why is your face so red?"

Jiang Xian puffed out his cheeks and said angrily, "What about you? Haven't you thought about it?"

Xia Mingzhong said of course, "I want to think about it too, I often think about it, but the female classmates in your academy are too ugly, and few of them I can look at."

Jiang Xian was silent and said, "Then what do you think, how is Miss Shen Hui Shen?"

Xia Mingzhong really thought about it carefully and said, "Shen Hui...... It's good, he's a good person."

Good?!!

Jiang Xian slapped him and said, "It's obvious that a young lady with a good family background is just a "good person" when she comes to you?"

Xia Mingzhong turned the bamboo flute around the tip of his finger and said, "This is the only evaluation I can think of." He was a little embarrassed: "Mainly, the type I like, not this."

Jiang Xian slapped another hammer at him, and said, "You still kicked your nose in the face, with the identity of Shen Hui, people are willing to be friends with us, they can look down on us, if it is really about the level, you and I are not half a little worse than others."

Xia Mingzhong pillowed his arms, lazily lying on the big stone, and said, "What if you can't look at it? I, Xia Mingzhong, don't like to make friends, let alone chase and beg anyone to be friends. Isn't this kind of thing about making friends fun or not? If you can play, you can be friends, and if you can't play, you can just skip talking, who cares about what family background? If you have to think so much about making friends, it will be too tiring."

What he said was not unreasonable, and Jiang Xian nodded thoughtfully.

After a long time, Jiang Xian asked him again, "So, what kind of woman do you like?" Is it the kind of person like you who likes to fight and kill all day long?"

Xia Mingzhong glanced at him and said speechlessly, "You care about Lao Tzu?!"

Jiang Xian pursed his lips, reached out and flicked the strings again, and carefully practiced what Shen Hui had taught him.

Xia Mingzhong said: "What about you, in addition to studying every day, you are studying, should you marry a nerd like you in the future, and write poems and articles at home every day?" Hahaha"

Jiang Xian picked up the scroll next to him and threw it at him, saying, "You want you to take care of Lao Tzu?!"

Xia Mingzhong glanced at Jiang Xian's face and said, "What? Do you like Shen Hui?"

As soon as this question was asked, Jiang Xian calmed down and didn't say a word.

Xia Mingzhong closed his eyes, and the sound of water in his ears was removed, and it was the same song they had practiced countless times.

If this piano is loved, then the strings are love.

Jiang Xian played for a while, and just when Xia Mingzhong was about to fall asleep when he heard it, he suddenly asked, "When did you say she would come back?"