Zhan Qirui clenched the quilt tightly, is that so? Is that really the case? If Rong Zhi didn't notice the ordinary scholars, then why did he arrest them in the first place?

What did he do by arresting scholars, just because they had insulted him? But since it's a communiqué personal vendetta, why just arrest people? Where is such revenge?

Zhan Qirui couldn't help but let out a hint of sneer.

Xu Yi didn't know what he was laughing at, he just thought that he was smiling and had no courage, but he was a fox and a tiger.

Zhan Qirui closed his eyes and covered the tears in his eyes, "Brother Jiashan, I'm tired."

Xu Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Then you have a good rest, and I will visit you another day."

"Husband-" After Xu Yi and his wife left, Meng couldn't help but look at his husband worriedly, since the palace gate *** came back that day, the husband has become like this, she knows that the death of the scholar has dealt a blow to her husband, but she never wanted to hit her husband so far, and even had a sense of collapse.

"The concubine knows that her husband is ashamed of the death of that classmate, but the person has passed away, and no matter how sad the husband is, it will hurt himself in vain. Husband is not only husband, but you also carry the hope of the entire Zhan family. Don't let it go on again!

Has the husband forgotten his bold words when he first entered Wangjing? "If you don't get rid of the thieves and swear not to return", what kind of high-spiritedness is that? Has the husband forgotten it now? Nine times out of ten, even the saints cannot be smooth sailing, let alone the husband? If you do everything and obey the destiny of heaven, how can you give up on yourself because of a small setback?"

Meng Shi sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Zhan Qirui with a pair of eyes, both harsh and worried.

Zhan Qirui slowly opened his eyes, he looked at his wife, he had always been high-spirited, he was proud and arrogant, he still lost his fighting spirit at the moment, his voice was sad and ashamed, "Niang...... If the death of that classmate alone is not enough to bring me to this end."

If it was just because of the death of his classmate, he would have back pain, sadness, and guilt, but it would never be like this.

"Why is that......" Meng frowned, his eyes full of puzzlement. If not because of the scholar's death, but because of what?

What struck him into this appearance, making the heart of a famous disciple who was full of ambition like ashes?

"I am the only one who can hurt me." Zhan Qirui muttered, his tears fell, he was proud in the past, and he always felt that he could control everything with his eloquence.

But it wasn't until the time of the book's life and death that he realized that he had always been too naïve and stupid.

Wangjing's power is treacherous, how can it be as simple as he thinks. He thought that with one mouth, he could clear the woman and get rid of the woman and help the right way. But this is actually whimsical.

In fact, when he was on Xishi Street, Rong Zhi taught him a lesson, wanting to rely on a mouth to help the world, which was a fool's dream.

"Husband......

"Su Niang, I won't participate in the imperial examination, at least, I won't participate in this year's imperial examination." He grabbed Meng's hand, his gaze firm and resolute, "I want to continue studying, not in the middle of the hill behind closed doors as before. I want to read the book of the world, and I want to go on a private study tour. I'm going to listen to it and see what the world is like."

"Husband......" Meng Kun didn't expect Zhan Qirui to make such a decision.

"Zhan will not agree with my decision. But this is my own path, and I will not be at the mercy of Zhan Shi." When he said this, he slowly let go of Meng Kun's hand, but his eyes still fell on Meng Kun.

His gaze was warm and soft, "Su Niang, you are the noble daughter of the Meng family, you have been clothed and fed since you were a child, I will not force you to leave with me. It's just that I've made up my mind, and there's no one else to do. You Shaohua is just right, you shouldn't stay in this life for me for a long time. I am willing to reconcile with you and write a letter to release my wife. From now on the heavens are high and the sea is wide, and you can go away."

This dynasty is not harsh on the second daughter, Meng Kun is the daughter of the Meng family, dignified and virtuous, known as a good reputation, even if he leaves, he will not worry about marriage in the future.

Meng's expression froze, she immediately got up, and said sharply, "Does the husband look down on the concubine? The husband broke away from the rich and noble study tour, and praised himself as a noble gentleman

Is being a concubine a snob?"

"Niang, I didn't mean that!"

"From the very beginning, the concubine married her husband not only for the sake of marrying two surnames, but also for the deep affection between the eyebrows and the plaice. The concubine was born in a famous family, and she was also full of poetry and books, and she boasted that she was not inferior to anyone, but she was trapped by her identity, so she had to be trapped in the world of the boudoir, and she could not come out of life and death. Now that the husband is out to study, he is free, not only does he refuse to bring his concubine, but also wants to donate his concubine?

If the concubine is such a person who covets comfort, at the beginning, the concubine will not follow her husband to Beijing from thousands of miles. Instead, he stayed in Xiaqiu and waited for the title of the husband's gold list. Now that the husband is saying this, he looks down on the concubine, and he doesn't know the concubine."

"You...... Do you want to ...... Are you with me?" Zhan Qirui was still a little incredulous, he knew that Meng Kun was talented and full of poetry and books, but he never thought that Meng Kun still had this ambition in his heart.

In this way, he does not know not only himself, but also his wife.

However, he still has a long life ahead of him, and he knows her well enough.

"I don't dare to ask for ears." Meng Kun said firmly.

"Okay." Zhan Qirui smiled, "We're together."

……

Zhou Lingwang bowed down under the solemn Buddha statue of Baoxiang, still pious. She likes to come to Mingyue Nunnery the most, every time she looks at the Buddha statue and smells the sandalwood, her mood will become quiet and peaceful.

She always wondered if if she could avoid all the troubles of the world if she became a monk.

It's just that today, for some reason, she is always restless, and even in front of the Buddha statue, she can't calm down. The new lake, which was originally waveless, seemed to have an extra fish as red as blood, jumping more than once, causing ripples in her heart.

Seeing that she was uneasy, after she finished the incense, the host of Mingyue Nunnery, Jing Wang, walked to Zhou Lingwang's side.

She had a relationship with Zhou Lingwang, and Zhou Lingwang often sought her out to discuss Buddhism.

"Zhou Niangzi has something on her mind? Look at the restless look." Jing Wangshi asked with concern.

"Why did Mrs. Shi say this?" Although Zhou Lingwang was puzzled, he did not refute it.

"There is no one among the pilgrims seen by the poor nun who is so devout as the lady, and whose eyes are calm, like a person from outside. Because the lady used to be too pious, she can see that today is a little different."

"My heart is not sincere, and I hope the Buddha will not blame." Zhou Lingwang generously admitted, and his elegant face was dyed with a little shame.

"The Buddha is merciful and does not blame the lady. But I don't know why the lady's soul is not kept?" Jing Wangshi asked.