Chapter 101
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In order to prevent him from committing suicide, ah an's hands were cut back behind him, and his body was chained, so he could only make a small range of movements.
The special food was placed in front of him. As long as he wanted to eat it, he could bend down and eat it.
Of course, no one cares whether he eats or not.
When he was just arrested, he was once eager to get a poison that would free him.
If such a special food was sent to him at that time, he would not hesitate to eat it.
Ah'an silently looked at the pottery bowl in front of him. It was a bowl of soup.
Just like the daily food, a few vegetable leaves float on the soup and stop there quietly.
It should be over. That's the end of death service, ah an said to himself.
He has lived long enough. Is there anything he can't let go? Even Yang has been gone so long.
He wanted to lower his head, but his neck was stiff for some reason.
With the passage of time, he didn't know what he was waiting for. Vaguely, he always felt that the sound of wheelchair would ring in the deep corridor of the cell.
Just a person who has nothing to do with himself, but somehow, ah an always wants to see him again.
I want to see the man who always comes to him at night, sits in a wheelchair, looks at the bright moon outside the window and listens to him silently.
Maybe what I have said in my life is not as much as what I have said with that person these days.
So, I want to talk to him again.
Ah'an smiles bitterly: I'm thinking about something. I'm more stupid than that fool of ah Yang.
The familiar and regular sound clearly sounded in the cell. It was the sound of a wooden wheelchair rolling over the stone floor of the cell.
A dark raised his head, a figure sitting in a wheelchair slowly appeared in his line of sight, the man's eyes across the prison railing is looking at him.
This time, he didn't come alone. He was accompanied by two people. One was the girl a Jia who punished him, and the other was Cheng Chiba, the ruler of the state of Jin.
The three opened the door and entered the cell.
Looking at the motionless prisoner in the dark.
"No matter what Mr. Zhou says, such an assassin from an enemy country can't be let go easily."
The woman named a Jia said to her Lord: "Lord, I think that what Lord Zhou said is absolutely not feasible."
Zhou Zixi was very embarrassed, but he still asked: "this man has something to do with me. Please forgive me."
"He has been in Dajin's prison for so long that his master will no longer trust him. Even if you let him go, he can't go back to where he was. I'll give him some money and make him run away. "
"Ah Jia said:" he is an assassin. According to the custom, even if he wants to spare his life, he has to pick off the classics and discard his martial arts. "
"Ah Jia." Zhou Zixi showed his disapproval.
Ah Jia turned his eyes in his heart and felt that the woman's benevolence was beyond cure.
put I'm going? Ah'an seems to have only heard these words.
His eyes could not help falling on the bowl of soup that had already been half solidified in front of him.
Cheng Qianye squatted down in front of him, looked at him for a while, and then looked at the bowl of cold soup.
Suddenly he reached out and took away the bowl.
"Ah Jia, do you have any problem with this one?"
A Jia some doubts, take out a silver needle into the bowl soup, white silver needle instantly from bottom to top covered with a layer of black.
This time, ah Jia really sank her face. She stepped out of the cell and said, "come on
In the prison she was in charge of, she got into the spy of the enemy, which made her ashamed and angry.
The jailers came in a hurry to answer a Jia's question.
Cheng Chiba in the cell looks at the boy who is a little dull and at a loss.
These people, from their childhood, have been wiped out of their own nature and become the murderers of their masters.
Every day in the line of life and death, even in the hands of the enemy, the master still want to take his life.
"Lord," Zhou Zixi bowed his head and saluted, "he is just a man who has nothing to do with the key. Let him go?"
A moment later, a Jia entered the cell and knelt down beside Cheng Qianye to plead guilty: "Lord, it's despicable dereliction of duty, and let the enemy mix into the prison to poison."
Cheng Chiba reached out and touched her head.
Ah Jia was supposed to be a lively character, and he didn't know what kind of training he had experienced to lose his humanity, so that he now wore a mask all the time.
Cheng Chiba sighed: "just let people go as Mr. Zhou asked."
Ah Jia no longer spoke, stood up, untied the iron chain on ah an's body, and brought him out.
A Jia's attention is not very focused. She feels a strange feeling on her head.
The Lord just touched there, and a warm touch seemed to stay on her head.She lifted the prisoner out of the cell, pressed him on a table, fixed his arm, exposed his pale wrist, and began to sharpen a thin, curved knife.
The master didn't blame me. He touched my head. What do you mean? Ah Jia is always thinking about it.
Anyway, it's not angry.
She felt that her luck had always been very good, and both of them were gentle people.
If you were born in the state of song, it would be totally different.
A Jia took a look at the boy who was fixed on the penalty table.
This person, who is about the same age as her and has rare skills, can only fall into this fate.
A Jia raised the blade in his hand and aimed at the thin wrist.
After waiting for a long time, she seems to be surprised that the Lord didn't stop her. She can't help looking back at Cheng Chiba.
Cheng Chiba is smiling at her: "forget it, ah Jia, don't you also have some heartlessness?"
……
Ah'an stood in the sun. The loud voices and dazzling sunlight made him feel a trance.
He looked at the man in the wheelchair at a loss.
Zhou Zixi handed him a package: "let's go. Don't go back to the state of song. Go far away. Even ah Yang's share will live together."
Ah'an opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
A moment later, he reached out, took the package, fell on the ground and kowtowed.
"Be careful all the way and live well." Zhou Zixi said.
One or two days later, Yao Tianxiang's women's school in Zhengzhou officially opened.
Cheng Qianye takes Cheng Feng and other bodyguards to congratulate Zhou Zixi.
Zhengzhou has always been a prosperous commercial city, with vendors from all over the world converging, and the folk customs are relatively open.
in addition, the women's school was set up by the Lord's imperial concubine, which is equivalent to playing a signboard officially recognized by the officials. Therefore, a large number of students signed up on the first day.
Yao Tianxiang had the experience of bianzhou before, had already done enough preparation, but also appears to be familiar with the road.
"Tianxiang, we are going back to Bianjing. Do you really want to stay here in Zhengzhou?" Cheng Tianxiang is reluctant to give up her intimate hand.
"Well." Yao Tianxiang looked at the lively scene, squeezed Cheng Chiba's hand, and said with a smile, "I'm not with you. You should be careful. A Jia is a reliable girl. I'm more relieved if she knows the inside story."
Cheng Qianye felt guilty.
Mo Qiao Sheng now occupies Fengdu, making great efforts, pointing to Hanzhong where Han Quanlin is located.
When she returned to Bianjing, she was planning to attack song and Wei.
Tianxiang, after all, is the princess of the state of Wei. At this time, she must be in a dilemma, so she had to avoid and choose to stay in Zhengzhou, which is far away from the battlefield.
Out of the women's school, Cheng Chiba and Zhou Zixi share the same bus.
"Tianxiang's girls' school is doing well." Cheng Chiba opened the curtain and looked at the lively scene outside the car, "Zixi, should we also run some schools?"
"Lord, do you mean Taixue?" Zhou Zixi replied, "now that the capital has been moved to Bianjing, Taixue really should be well run for the noble children in Beijing to study."
"No, no, I'm not talking about Taixue, a central public school for a few people." Cheng Chiba said, "I think we should encourage people to hold more private colleges."
"Zixi, you see, our territory is getting bigger and bigger, so we need more and more officials to manage it. But how can we find these talents? I don't like the present way of promoting filial piety and honesty. It's all aristocratic children, and it's hard for poor people to stand out. I hope there will be a system to encourage a large number of local private schools, and then we will hold a regular examination to assess these students. "
Cheng Chiba looked at Zhou Zixi and said, "can you understand me? In this way, we can dig out all kinds of talents throughout the country, and the rights will not only gather in a few aristocratic families. Even the cultural quality of the people is likely to be improved as a whole. "
Zhou Zixi's eyes brightened, and he followed Cheng Chiba's thought: "Lord, this idea is really a strategy for the benefit of all people. If so, our country will have countless talents. Let the minister carefully consider one or two, and then report back to the Lord. "
Cheng Chiba's idea was approved by Zhou Zixi. He was very happy. He patted him on the shoulder and was about to go on.
Suddenly heard Cheng Feng's voice of reprimand, the front seems to have some disturbance, the motorcade stopped.
Not long after, Cheng Feng reported through the window: "Lord, it's no big deal. It seems that a Jia is chasing the assassin."
the one who put the blood curtain on him came to me
Cheng Chiba jumped out of the carriage, lying on the ground is the boy she let go a few days ago.
At this time, the boy's face was pale, a cut was made on the side of his neck, and half of his body was stained red with blood.He still retains consciousness, slightly opens his eyes, is looking at Cheng Qianye and Zhou Zixi who comes down from behind her.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Chiba frowned.
"Probably his master won't let him go." Cheng Feng squatted beside the boy, bandaging his wound, "the wound is not deep, take back may also save."
……
Ah an opened his eyes.
I found myself alive.
He moved slightly and felt dizzy.
"You've lost too much blood to move." A gentle voice was heard on his side.
Ah'an turned his head, and his sight became clear gradually.
This is a bright wing room. The sunlight enters the room through the window bar and shines on the wheelchair in front of the bed.
There is a person in the wheelchair,
"sorry." The man said, "we let you go to see if we can catch your master Jie through you."
"I thought that if they didn't contact you, they would really let you go, but he didn't hesitate to take your life."
"I'm sorry."
The man apologized sentence by sentence.
A strange feeling rises in ah an's heart,
isn't it normal to use him? He is a chess piece that can be used.
Shifu often says that when there is no use value, it is the end of death service.
He seems to get an apology for the first time at his age.
"You're good. When you're well, I'll send someone to take you away. This time, I really let you go. " The man said in a warm voice, "do you want to go anywhere? If not, I can send you to the state of Chu or Liangzhou, which is far away from the state of song, and you can live in peace. "
Even though it was an assassin who wanted to kill himself.
Zhou Zixi still feels uncomfortable in his heart. He cooperates with a Jia and takes advantage of the youth who has begun to trust him.
He said slowly, pushing the wheelchair to leave.
But found his sleeve was a few pale fingers hook.
Zhou Zixi stopped and looked at ah an lying on the bed.
Ah Yin opened his mouth. This time, he finally said: "I I don't want to go to Chu. Can I Stay with you. "
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In order to prevent him from committing suicide, ah an's hands were cut back behind him, and his body was chained, so he could only make a small range of movements.
The special food was placed in front of him. As long as he wanted to eat it, he could bend down and eat it.
Of course, no one cares whether he eats or not.
When he was just arrested, he was once eager to get a poison that would free him.
If such a special food was sent to him at that time, he would not hesitate to eat it.
Ah'an silently looked at the pottery bowl in front of him. It was a bowl of soup.
Just like the daily food, a few vegetable leaves float on the soup and stop there quietly.
It should be over. That's the end of death service, ah an said to himself.
He has lived long enough. Is there anything he can't let go? Even Yang has been gone so long.
He wanted to lower his head, but his neck was stiff for some reason.
With the passage of time, he didn't know what he was waiting for. Vaguely, he always felt that the sound of wheelchair would ring in the deep corridor of the cell.
Just a person who has nothing to do with himself, but somehow, ah an always wants to see him again.
I want to see the man who always comes to him at night, sits in a wheelchair, looks at the bright moon outside the window and listens to him silently.
Maybe what I have said in my life is not as much as what I have said with that person these days.
So, I want to talk to him again.
Ah'an smiles bitterly: I'm thinking about something. I'm more stupid than that fool of ah Yang.
The familiar and regular sound clearly sounded in the cell. It was the sound of a wooden wheelchair rolling over the stone floor of the cell.
A dark raised his head, a figure sitting in a wheelchair slowly appeared in his line of sight, the man's eyes across the prison railing is looking at him.
This time, he didn't come alone. He was accompanied by two people. One was the girl a Jia who punished him, and the other was Cheng Chiba, the ruler of the state of Jin.
The three opened the door and entered the cell.
Looking at the motionless prisoner in the dark.
"No matter what Mr. Zhou says, such an assassin from an enemy country can't be let go easily."
The woman named a Jia said to her Lord: "Lord, I think that what Lord Zhou said is absolutely not feasible."
Zhou Zixi was very embarrassed, but he still asked: "this man has something to do with me. Please forgive me."
"He has been in Dajin's prison for so long that his master will no longer trust him. Even if you let him go, he can't go back to where he was. I'll give him some money and make him run away. "
"Ah Jia said:" he is an assassin. According to the custom, even if he wants to spare his life, he has to pick off the classics and discard his martial arts. "
"Ah Jia." Zhou Zixi showed his disapproval.
Ah Jia turned his eyes in his heart and felt that the woman's benevolence was beyond cure.
put I'm going? Ah'an seems to have only heard these words.
His eyes could not help falling on the bowl of soup that had already been half solidified in front of him.
Cheng Qianye squatted down in front of him, looked at him for a while, and then looked at the bowl of cold soup.
Suddenly he reached out and took away the bowl.
"Ah Jia, do you have any problem with this one?"
A Jia some doubts, take out a silver needle into the bowl soup, white silver needle instantly from bottom to top covered with a layer of black.
This time, ah Jia really sank her face. She stepped out of the cell and said, "come on
In the prison she was in charge of, she got into the spy of the enemy, which made her ashamed and angry.
The jailers came in a hurry to answer a Jia's question.
Cheng Chiba in the cell looks at the boy who is a little dull and at a loss.
These people, from their childhood, have been wiped out of their own nature and become the murderers of their masters.
Every day in the line of life and death, even in the hands of the enemy, the master still want to take his life.
"Lord," Zhou Zixi bowed his head and saluted, "he is just a man who has nothing to do with the key. Let him go?"
A moment later, a Jia entered the cell and knelt down beside Cheng Qianye to plead guilty: "Lord, it's despicable dereliction of duty, and let the enemy mix into the prison to poison."
Cheng Chiba reached out and touched her head.
Ah Jia was supposed to be a lively character, and he didn't know what kind of training he had experienced to lose his humanity, so that he now wore a mask all the time.
Cheng Chiba sighed: "just let people go as Mr. Zhou asked."
Ah Jia no longer spoke, stood up, untied the iron chain on ah an's body, and brought him out.
A Jia's attention is not very focused. She feels a strange feeling on her head.
The Lord just touched there, and a warm touch seemed to stay on her head.She lifted the prisoner out of the cell, pressed him on a table, fixed his arm, exposed his pale wrist, and began to sharpen a thin, curved knife.
The master didn't blame me. He touched my head. What do you mean? Ah Jia is always thinking about it.
Anyway, it's not angry.
She felt that her luck had always been very good, and both of them were gentle people.
If you were born in the state of song, it would be totally different.
A Jia took a look at the boy who was fixed on the penalty table.
This person, who is about the same age as her and has rare skills, can only fall into this fate.
A Jia raised the blade in his hand and aimed at the thin wrist.
After waiting for a long time, she seems to be surprised that the Lord didn't stop her. She can't help looking back at Cheng Chiba.
Cheng Chiba is smiling at her: "forget it, ah Jia, don't you also have some heartlessness?"
……
Ah'an stood in the sun. The loud voices and dazzling sunlight made him feel a trance.
He looked at the man in the wheelchair at a loss.
Zhou Zixi handed him a package: "let's go. Don't go back to the state of song. Go far away. Even ah Yang's share will live together."
Ah'an opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
A moment later, he reached out, took the package, fell on the ground and kowtowed.
"Be careful all the way and live well." Zhou Zixi said.
One or two days later, Yao Tianxiang's women's school in Zhengzhou officially opened.
Cheng Qianye takes Cheng Feng and other bodyguards to congratulate Zhou Zixi.
Zhengzhou has always been a prosperous commercial city, with vendors from all over the world converging, and the folk customs are relatively open.
in addition, the women's school was set up by the Lord's imperial concubine, which is equivalent to playing a signboard officially recognized by the officials. Therefore, a large number of students signed up on the first day.
Yao Tianxiang had the experience of bianzhou before, had already done enough preparation, but also appears to be familiar with the road.
"Tianxiang, we are going back to Bianjing. Do you really want to stay here in Zhengzhou?" Cheng Tianxiang is reluctant to give up her intimate hand.
"Well." Yao Tianxiang looked at the lively scene, squeezed Cheng Chiba's hand, and said with a smile, "I'm not with you. You should be careful. A Jia is a reliable girl. I'm more relieved if she knows the inside story."
Cheng Qianye felt guilty.
Mo Qiao Sheng now occupies Fengdu, making great efforts, pointing to Hanzhong where Han Quanlin is located.
When she returned to Bianjing, she was planning to attack song and Wei.
Tianxiang, after all, is the princess of the state of Wei. At this time, she must be in a dilemma, so she had to avoid and choose to stay in Zhengzhou, which is far away from the battlefield.
Out of the women's school, Cheng Chiba and Zhou Zixi share the same bus.
"Tianxiang's girls' school is doing well." Cheng Chiba opened the curtain and looked at the lively scene outside the car, "Zixi, should we also run some schools?"
"Lord, do you mean Taixue?" Zhou Zixi replied, "now that the capital has been moved to Bianjing, Taixue really should be well run for the noble children in Beijing to study."
"No, no, I'm not talking about Taixue, a central public school for a few people." Cheng Chiba said, "I think we should encourage people to hold more private colleges."
"Zixi, you see, our territory is getting bigger and bigger, so we need more and more officials to manage it. But how can we find these talents? I don't like the present way of promoting filial piety and honesty. It's all aristocratic children, and it's hard for poor people to stand out. I hope there will be a system to encourage a large number of local private schools, and then we will hold a regular examination to assess these students. "
Cheng Chiba looked at Zhou Zixi and said, "can you understand me? In this way, we can dig out all kinds of talents throughout the country, and the rights will not only gather in a few aristocratic families. Even the cultural quality of the people is likely to be improved as a whole. "
Zhou Zixi's eyes brightened, and he followed Cheng Chiba's thought: "Lord, this idea is really a strategy for the benefit of all people. If so, our country will have countless talents. Let the minister carefully consider one or two, and then report back to the Lord. "
Cheng Chiba's idea was approved by Zhou Zixi. He was very happy. He patted him on the shoulder and was about to go on.
Suddenly heard Cheng Feng's voice of reprimand, the front seems to have some disturbance, the motorcade stopped.
Not long after, Cheng Feng reported through the window: "Lord, it's no big deal. It seems that a Jia is chasing the assassin."
the one who put the blood curtain on him came to me
Cheng Chiba jumped out of the carriage, lying on the ground is the boy she let go a few days ago.
At this time, the boy's face was pale, a cut was made on the side of his neck, and half of his body was stained red with blood.He still retains consciousness, slightly opens his eyes, is looking at Cheng Qianye and Zhou Zixi who comes down from behind her.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Chiba frowned.
"Probably his master won't let him go." Cheng Feng squatted beside the boy, bandaging his wound, "the wound is not deep, take back may also save."
……
Ah an opened his eyes.
I found myself alive.
He moved slightly and felt dizzy.
"You've lost too much blood to move." A gentle voice was heard on his side.
Ah'an turned his head, and his sight became clear gradually.
This is a bright wing room. The sunlight enters the room through the window bar and shines on the wheelchair in front of the bed.
There is a person in the wheelchair,
"sorry." The man said, "we let you go to see if we can catch your master Jie through you."
"I thought that if they didn't contact you, they would really let you go, but he didn't hesitate to take your life."
"I'm sorry."
The man apologized sentence by sentence.
A strange feeling rises in ah an's heart,
isn't it normal to use him? He is a chess piece that can be used.
Shifu often says that when there is no use value, it is the end of death service.
He seems to get an apology for the first time at his age.
"You're good. When you're well, I'll send someone to take you away. This time, I really let you go. " The man said in a warm voice, "do you want to go anywhere? If not, I can send you to the state of Chu or Liangzhou, which is far away from the state of song, and you can live in peace. "
Even though it was an assassin who wanted to kill himself.
Zhou Zixi still feels uncomfortable in his heart. He cooperates with a Jia and takes advantage of the youth who has begun to trust him.
He said slowly, pushing the wheelchair to leave.
But found his sleeve was a few pale fingers hook.
Zhou Zixi stopped and looked at ah an lying on the bed.
Ah Yin opened his mouth. This time, he finally said: "I I don't want to go to Chu. Can I Stay with you. "
In order to prevent him from committing suicide, ah an's hands were cut back behind him, and his body was chained, so he could only make a small range of movements. The special food was placed in front of him. As long as he wanted to eat it, he could bend down and eat it. Of course, no one cares whether he eats or not. When he was just arrested, he was once eager to get a poison that would free him. If such a special food was sent to him at that time, he would not hesitate to eat it. Ah'an silently looked at the pottery bowl in front of him. It was a bowl of soup. Just like the daily food, a few vegetable leaves float on the soup and stop there quietly. It should be over. That's the end of death service, ah an said to himself. He has lived long enough. Is there anything he can't let go? Even Yang has been gone so long. He wanted to lower his head, but his neck was stiff for some reason. With the passage of time, he didn't know what he was waiting for. Vaguely, he always felt that the sound of wheelchair would ring in the deep corridor of the cell. Just a person who has nothing to do with himself, but somehow, ah an always wants to see him again. I want to see the man who always comes to him at night, sits in a wheelchair, looks at the bright moon outside the window and listens to him silently. Maybe what I have said in my life is not as much as what I have said with that person these days. So, I want to talk to him again. Ah'an smiles bitterly: I'm thinking about something. I'm more stupid than that fool of ah Yang. The familiar and regular sound clearly sounded in the cell. It was the sound of a wooden wheelchair rolling over the stone floor of the cell. A dark raised his head, a figure sitting in a wheelchair slowly appeared in his line of sight, the man's eyes across the prison railing is looking at him. This time, he didn't come alone. He was accompanied by two people. One was the girl a Jia who punished him, and the other was Cheng Chiba, the ruler of the state of Jin. The three opened the door and entered the cell. Looking at the motionless prisoner in the dark. "No matter what Mr. Zhou says, such an assassin from an enemy country can't be let go easily." The woman named a Jia said to her Lord: "Lord, I think that what Lord Zhou said is absolutely not feasible." Zhou Zixi was very embarrassed, but he still asked: "this man has something to do with me. Please forgive me." "He has been in Dajin's prison for so long that his master will no longer trust him. Even if you let him go, he can't go back to where he was. I'll give him some money and make him run away. " "Ah Jia said:" he is an assassin. According to the custom, even if he wants to spare his life, he has to pick off the classics and discard his martial arts. " "Ah Jia." Zhou Zixi showed his disapproval. Ah Jia turned his eyes in his heart and felt that the woman's benevolence was beyond cure. put I'm going? Ah'an seems to have only heard these words. His eyes could not help falling on the bowl of soup that had already been half solidified in front of him. Cheng Qianye squatted down in front of him, looked at him for a while, and then looked at the bowl of cold soup. Suddenly he reached out and took away the bowl. "Ah Jia, do you have any problem with this one?" A Jia some doubts, take out a silver needle into the bowl soup, white silver needle instantly from bottom to top covered with a layer of black. This time, ah Jia really sank her face. She stepped out of the cell and said, "come on In the prison she was in charge of, she got into the spy of the enemy, which made her ashamed and angry. The jailers came in a hurry to answer a Jia's question. Cheng Chiba in the cell looks at the boy who is a little dull and at a loss. These people, from their childhood, have been wiped out of their own nature and become the murderers of their masters. Every day in the line of life and death, even in the hands of the enemy, the master still want to take his life. "Lord," Zhou Zixi bowed his head and saluted, "he is just a man who has nothing to do with the key. Let him go?" A moment later, a Jia entered the cell and knelt down beside Cheng Qianye to plead guilty: "Lord, it's despicable dereliction of duty, and let the enemy mix into the prison to poison." Cheng Chiba reached out and touched her head. Ah Jia was supposed to be a lively character, and he didn't know what kind of training he had experienced to lose his humanity, so that he now wore a mask all the time. Cheng Chiba sighed: "just let people go as Mr. Zhou asked." Ah Jia no longer spoke, stood up, untied the iron chain on ah an's body, and brought him out. A Jia's attention is not very focused. She feels a strange feeling on her head. The Lord just touched there, and a warm touch seemed to stay on her head.She lifted the prisoner out of the cell, pressed him on a table, fixed his arm, exposed his pale wrist, and began to sharpen a thin, curved knife. The master didn't blame me. He touched my head. What do you mean? Ah Jia is always thinking about it. Anyway, it's not angry. She felt that her luck had always been very good, and both of them were gentle people. If you were born in the state of song, it would be totally different. A Jia took a look at the boy who was fixed on the penalty table. This person, who is about the same age as her and has rare skills, can only fall into this fate. A Jia raised the blade in his hand and aimed at the thin wrist. After waiting for a long time, she seems to be surprised that the Lord didn't stop her. She can't help looking back at Cheng Chiba. Cheng Chiba is smiling at her: "forget it, ah Jia, don't you also have some heartlessness?" Ah'an stood in the sun. The loud voices and dazzling sunlight made him feel a trance. He looked at the man in the wheelchair at a loss. Zhou Zixi handed him a package: "let's go. Don't go back to the state of song. Go far away. Even ah Yang's share will live together." Ah'an opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. A moment later, he reached out, took the package, fell on the ground and kowtowed. "Be careful all the way and live well." Zhou Zixi said. One or two days later, Yao Tianxiang's women's school in Zhengzhou officially opened. Cheng Qianye takes Cheng Feng and other bodyguards to congratulate Zhou Zixi. Zhengzhou has always been a prosperous commercial city, with vendors from all over the world converging, and the folk customs are relatively open. in addition, the women's school was set up by the Lord's imperial concubine, which is equivalent to playing a signboard officially recognized by the officials. Therefore, a large number of students signed up on the first day. Yao Tianxiang had the experience of bianzhou before, had already done enough preparation, but also appears to be familiar with the road. "Tianxiang, we are going back to Bianjing. Do you really want to stay here in Zhengzhou?" Cheng Tianxiang is reluctant to give up her intimate hand. "Well." Yao Tianxiang looked at the lively scene, squeezed Cheng Chiba's hand, and said with a smile, "I'm not with you. You should be careful. A Jia is a reliable girl. I'm more relieved if she knows the inside story." Cheng Qianye felt guilty. Mo Qiao Sheng now occupies Fengdu, making great efforts, pointing to Hanzhong where Han Quanlin is located. When she returned to Bianjing, she was planning to attack song and Wei. Tianxiang, after all, is the princess of the state of Wei. At this time, she must be in a dilemma, so she had to avoid and choose to stay in Zhengzhou, which is far away from the battlefield. Out of the women's school, Cheng Chiba and Zhou Zixi share the same bus. "Tianxiang's girls' school is doing well." Cheng Chiba opened the curtain and looked at the lively scene outside the car, "Zixi, should we also run some schools?" "Lord, do you mean Taixue?" Zhou Zixi replied, "now that the capital has been moved to Bianjing, Taixue really should be well run for the noble children in Beijing to study." "No, no, I'm not talking about Taixue, a central public school for a few people." Cheng Chiba said, "I think we should encourage people to hold more private colleges." "Zixi, you see, our territory is getting bigger and bigger, so we need more and more officials to manage it. But how can we find these talents? I don't like the present way of promoting filial piety and honesty. It's all aristocratic children, and it's hard for poor people to stand out. I hope there will be a system to encourage a large number of local private schools, and then we will hold a regular examination to assess these students. " Cheng Chiba looked at Zhou Zixi and said, "can you understand me? In this way, we can dig out all kinds of talents throughout the country, and the rights will not only gather in a few aristocratic families. Even the cultural quality of the people is likely to be improved as a whole. " Zhou Zixi's eyes brightened, and he followed Cheng Chiba's thought: "Lord, this idea is really a strategy for the benefit of all people. If so, our country will have countless talents. Let the minister carefully consider one or two, and then report back to the Lord. " Cheng Chiba's idea was approved by Zhou Zixi. He was very happy. He patted him on the shoulder and was about to go on. Suddenly heard Cheng Feng's voice of reprimand, the front seems to have some disturbance, the motorcade stopped. Not long after, Cheng Feng reported through the window: "Lord, it's no big deal. It seems that a Jia is chasing the assassin." the one who put the blood curtain on him came to me Cheng Chiba jumped out of the carriage, lying on the ground is the boy she let go a few days ago. At this time, the boy's face was pale, a cut was made on the side of his neck, and half of his body was stained red with blood.He still retains consciousness, slightly opens his eyes, is looking at Cheng Qianye and Zhou Zixi who comes down from behind her. "What's the matter?" Cheng Chiba frowned. "Probably his master won't let him go." Cheng Feng squatted beside the boy, bandaging his wound, "the wound is not deep, take back may also save." Ah an opened his eyes. I found myself alive. He moved slightly and felt dizzy. "You've lost too much blood to move." A gentle voice was heard on his side. Ah'an turned his head, and his sight became clear gradually. This is a bright wing room. The sunlight enters the room through the window bar and shines on the wheelchair in front of the bed. There is a person in the wheelchair, "sorry." The man said, "we let you go to see if we can catch your master Jie through you." "I thought that if they didn't contact you, they would really let you go, but he didn't hesitate to take your life." "I'm sorry." The man apologized sentence by sentence. A strange feeling rises in ah an's heart, isn't it normal to use him? He is a chess piece that can be used. Shifu often says that when there is no use value, it is the end of death service. He seems to get an apology for the first time at his age. "You're good. When you're well, I'll send someone to take you away. This time, I really let you go. " The man said in a warm voice, "do you want to go anywhere? If not, I can send you to the state of Chu or Liangzhou, which is far away from the state of song, and you can live in peace. " Even though it was an assassin who wanted to kill himself. Zhou Zixi still feels uncomfortable in his heart. He cooperates with a Jia and takes advantage of the youth who has begun to trust him. He said slowly, pushing the wheelchair to leave. But found his sleeve was a few pale fingers hook. Zhou Zixi stopped and looked at ah an lying on the bed. Ah Yin opened his mouth. This time, he finally said: "I I don't want to go to Chu. Can I Stay with you. "
