The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 23:
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Then she waved her hand gracefully and walked forward quickly.
I finally made a wise decision…men really can’t pick them up casually…
She walked briskly under the moonlight, a little surprised that her physical strength seemed to be getting better and better. She was not tired even after tossing through the middle of the night, and her steps were so powerful.
Steps…powerful…
Isn’t this sound of footsteps too heavy?
She looked back a little stiffly, and sure enough she saw the young man in gauze hanging behind him. His light blue sky-blue clothes looked like a stream of quiet flowing water under the moonlight.
Feng Zhiwei held his forehead slightly, feeling a little sad that the matter would not be solved so easily.
“Why are you following me?”
The jade sculpture said quietly: “You said you would take me there.”
“I was lying to you.” Feng Zhiwei told him gently and sweetly.
“You said you would take me there.” The jade sculpture was unmoved.
“…”
When Feng Zhiwei tried three or four ways but still couldn’t make the jade carving give up following her, she finally realized miserably that the brown candy was stuck, and from beginning to end, he could send her away with just one sentence. !
You said you would take me there!
Forget it, talking to this person is just asking for abuse. Feng Zhiwei finally gave up. She walked for most of the night, hungry and thirsty. When she saw a stream in front of her, she wanted to drink water and wash her face. She walked to the stream and took some water. Crouching down under the mask, the moonlight was bright, and her shadow was clearly reflected in the clear water.
The shadow looks a little different.
Feng Zhiwei stared blankly at the swaying shadow in the water – the woman was as bright as the moon, except for a red mole between her eyebrows like rouge, which added a bit of enchantment.
After a while, she slowly raised her hand and raised it between her eyebrows. Her fingertips were stained with a little bright red, and they had a faint luster under the moonlight.
Feng Zhiwei stared at the blood between her brows for a long while, her mind flashing to the moon-white sleeves flying at dusk and the pale gold mandala blooming in the gorgeous blue light.
Ning Yi was injured?
Feng Zhiwei immediately guessed that his injury must be related to his small movements – against a master like Yudiao, if he was slightly distracted, not to mention getting injured, his life would be in danger.
She stood stunned under the moon, quietly for a long time, the silvery moonlight was plated on her jade-white cheeks, and then fell on the flying sleeves. Under the sleeves, her **** fingers finally silently removed that point. Crush away the bloodstains…
The rouge mole that falls on someone’s eyebrow cannot leave the mark of life.
For a while, Feng Zhiwei raised his head and saw a building hidden in the middle of the mountain ahead.
Judging from the unique green cornice exposed between the trees and rocks, it seems that the entangled road has ended up at Qingming Academy.
Qingming is known as the No. 1 Academy in the world. It was formerly known as the No. 1 Academy in Dacheng. In the early days, it gathered talented people from all over the world, regardless of nobles or poor families, and only selected outstanding students. After the founding of Tiansheng, in accordance with the usual habit of this dynasty’s strong hierarchy, Qingming Ming gradually became the first royal academy, serving only the royal family and noble officials. However, since Xin Ziyan took office as the head of the academy, under his insistence, it still recruits some outstanding students from poor families and business families every year. It is not easy for these people to get in. , it’s not surprising that most of them will have successful careers after completing their studies. The quality of the academy is too high, and any anonymous student may be a nobleman with good hands and eyes. Even if he can’t read books, his business relationship alone will be enough for him in this life. Mixed up.
So every year during the Qingming Academic Examination, everyone in the world would be overwhelmed. Feng Zhiwei thought of the conversation she heard between her brother and her mother that day, and thought that all the friends he dated must be from Qingming Academy? Sure enough, he is a dandy.
She was very hungry at this time, had nowhere to go, and was carrying a burden, so she thought why not go get something to eat?
So he took the jade carving and knocked on the door. After knocking for a while, the side door opened and an old man poked his head out. Feng Zhiwei said what she wanted. The old man rolled his eyes and said in a rough voice: “A glass of water costs 100 yuan.” Two taels of silver! A loaf of 1,000 taels of silver. If you can’t take it out, get down the mountain!”
Feng Zhiwei was stunned—is this water or jade liquid? Could it be that because of the arrogance of Qingming Academy, even water has become noble?
Fortunately, she has always been good-tempered, and it is not easy to make her angry, so she still smiled compensatingly: “My husband…my brother is sick, please be accommodating…”
“Yes, I know that your brother is sick, and I also know that you lost your father in your early years and lived under the fence of others, and you were treated with cold looks by your brothers for being unfriendly and disrespectful. You were kicked out of your family and exiled in the rivers and lakes, and you were almost sold into a brothel…” The old man rolled his eyes and raised his hand in a flying manner. wave.
Feng Zhiwei looked up at him in amazement and sighed: “How did you know? It’s really not bad at all! But I was not sold into a brothel…”
“You were not sold into a brothel, but your sister was sold into a brothel, but that’s all!”
Feng Zhiwei heard something was wrong and turned around to look around. Only then did she realize that there were people wrapped in blankets and sleeping on the floor all around. Some were well-dressed, but most of them were in rags and looked haggard. Their faces were yellower than hers, and their expressions were even worse than hers. She was pitiful, her clothes barely covered her buttocks, and she looked at the old man eagerly, with hope shining in her eyes.
Feng Zhiwei’s heart moved, and if she realized something, the old man had already closed the door viciously again.
With a wry smile, Feng Zhiwei shook her head and was about to leave. Suddenly a young man came over and bowed to her politely: “Brother.”
Feng Zhiwei didn’t understand what he was doing here, so she returned the gift and saw that the young man had a delicate appearance and a particularly special pair of eyes, which seemed to have sparks shining brightly in them, making people dazzled.
The young man came over mysteriously and said, “Brother, don’t you understand why this is happening?”
Feng Zhiwei asked for advice solemnly: “I would like to hear the details.”
“The head of the academy, Xin, was born into a poor family.” The young man chuckled, “So he always takes care of students from poor families, so…”
Feng Zhiwei suddenly realized that–so no matter whether they were rich or not, these people pretended to be homeless and poor, so that Xin Yuan’s first choice could be admitted to the academy.
So the old man who was used to seeing this scene thought that she was also pretending to be a member of the poor army and rejected her directly.
How unjust!
“Since you know there is fakeness in it, why not just put an end to it?”
The young man seemed to have respect in his expression, and said: “President Xin said that it would be easy to expel these people, and the academy would be quiet. But if there are really poor but talented people among them, wouldn’t they have been ruined in vain?” Opportunities? So he didn’t stop him, and occasionally would come out to select them himself. But it was very difficult to pass this old man’s test.”