Jiaohua

Chapter 1067 Attacked in the Dark Night
Lianfeng Academy is in the limelight, and it can't be said to suppress Dongping Academy, but it definitely makes Dongping Academy's past glory somewhat dim.

Therefore, regarding the student's falling from the building, Dongping Academy has exerted pressure from above, requiring strict concealment and low-key handling.

But those who should know will know.

Compared with Wang Fengnian and Zhao Ning, Xu Yinjun was the first to know about it, thanks to the letters Xia Zhaoyi wrote when he left Hengxiang last year, and the network of people he created.

If the deceased was someone else, Xu Yinjun regretted that his young life was ruined, and he might not care about it, but the deceased Zhuo Changzong was the student of Mr. Youjian, Guo Guan.

Xu Yinjun's residence in Hengxiang is located in the north of Lianfeng Academy, called Zhiyu Waterside Pavilion.

Correspondence is all here.

The death of Zhuo Changzong was said to be that he went crazy after being drunk. He climbed up the Bade Pavilion of Dongping Academy by himself, and then stumbled and fell.

The few booklets in Xu Yinjun's hands clearly recorded all the places Zhuo Changzong had been to these days.

To be precise, after Guo Guan took office in Dongping Academy, all the students under his name were created a booklet in Xu Yinjun's place.

Some are easy to move around, have frequent action tracks, and students who like to write articles have even built ten books.

The order of these students' names was classified by Xu Yinjun according to the index method left on Xia Zhaoyi's letter, and the records were also recorded according to the method left by her, so the query is simple and quick, and it is really neat.

There are six pamphlets about Zhuochangzong. Zhuochangzong's family is well-off, and his mother's surname is Nangong. It is a century-old famous family in Kuozhou.

Zhuo Changzong likes to fight with humanities, so as soon as the rule of Lianfeng Academy to use wooden signs to live in Wenhe Building came out, Zhuo Changzong and a few classmates went to write articles to enter the examination.

He wrote three articles and passed all three articles. That night, these three articles were copied to Xu Yinjun.

Xu Yinjun doesn't know much about literary talents, just like other people, he can classify his articles into different categories.

Now after looking through it, I realized that there are so many articles written by this person these days, some of which may not be able to be copied, and Xu Yinjun can't understand even if he copied them.

However, he has discovered that words such as "sorrow", "tears", "sigh", "hopelessness", "frustration" and "sadness" appear quite frequently in the articles in recent days.

And the places he went to were mostly old libraries, old chess clubs, old teahouses, and some villages outside the city.

He seemed to be looking for something, no, exactly, looking for something.

The three friends who were very close to Zhuo Changzong were named Hao Weifeng, Yao Zhen, and Xu Xiyi.

Xu Yinjun found out the booklets of these three people, these three people often go in and out together these days.

Xu Yinjun looked back at Zhuo Changzong's booklet thoughtfully, and after thinking about it, he removed the paperweight and took a piece of letter paper.

But when he was about to write, the tip of his pen paused, and he suddenly remembered that Miss A Li would be arriving in Hengxiang in a few days, so it was meaningless to send this letter.

Xu Yinjun laughed happily, so he put away his pen.

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After Li Sanding returned to Qingyue Pavilion, he was anxious all the time. Originally, his stomach pain was just an excuse, but because of his anxiety, the pain became more and more painful, and he ran to the toilet several times.

It wasn't until it was dark, when it was almost Hai hour, that Kang Jian finally came back.

From the expression on his face alone, he was tired and nothing else could be seen.

Li Sanding followed a few companions to fetch hot water, the tub was already full, but when he came out, he saw Kang Jian laying on the table and about to fall asleep.

A servant stepped forward and gently pushed him awake.

In the blue and yellow candlelight, Kang Jian raised his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Go down, all of you go to rest."

Seeing his situation, Li Sanding began to worry about Zheng Bei's heir, he opened his mouth but didn't dare to ask.

The servant who woke Kang Jian up said at this moment: "Qingming is coming soon, the young man brought a food box, said to be Qingming dumpling, he made it himself with wormwood."

Kang Jian paused: "Xiao Zhou?"

"Yes, Yu Xiaozhou."

"Where is the food box?"

"Little one, go and get it!"

The servant turned and ran away, Li Sanding glanced at his back, and then looked back at Kang Jian.

Kang Jian waved his hand: "If you have nothing to do, go down."

Li Sanding sighed softly and had no choice but to leave.

The servants quickly brought food boxes, very simple small boxes made of bamboo, if sold on the street, one copper plate.

The Qingming dumplings inside are not like the ones bought on the street, they look ordinary, but when the box is opened, there is a strong and fragrant vanilla smell.

"He said he did it by himself, but I don't think his hands are such a clever person." The servant said a lot.

Kang Jian thought of the young boy he met by the Zhenzhou River back then. At that time, it was Miss Ali who told him to order food and money. Thinking about his appearance, although he was in a mess, the material of his clothes was still good.

"Besides," the servant continued, "he pushes carts and picks stones all day long, so his hands may be very dirty."

"He knows how to wash," Kang Jian said, "This Qingming dumpling is a wish after all."

The last time I gave gifts was on Lantern Festival, and the last time was on New Year's Eve.

Except for these festive seasons, he hardly ever came to Qingyue Pavilion again.

Sending this servant away as well, Kang Jian ate two and covered the food box, pushed it aside, got up and went behind the screen to take a shower and rinse his mouth.

After washing and coming out, I suddenly heard a few screams from outside.

Kang Jian hurriedly grabbed the clothes and quickly passed them on, and ran outside quickly.

The cry came from the direction of the pond. When Kang Jian walked quickly, the two figures in front of him also ran quickly.

One was Li Sanding, and the other was his servant who had just been sent away by him.

The two ran as if there was a beast chasing after them. When they saw Kang Jian running towards him, the two of them were about to cry.

Li Sanding pointed to the back: "Something went wrong, Brother Kang, someone died over there, a dead person!"

Kang Jian looked around for a while, picked up the pole leaning against the roadside, and said to them: "Go and get my knife! Go!"

After speaking, he took the pole first.

There are very few lights here, only one every thirty steps, and the visibility is very low, making it difficult to see clearly in the dark.

Kang Jian rushed to the direction of the pond, and saw a dead person floating on the water.

There was almost no light around, so the dead man's face could not be seen clearly, but the outline of his figure was very similar to one of the four servants of Qingyue Pavilion.

Kang Jian picked up the pole and tried to bring the corpse over.

After tossing and tossing for half a day, Li Sanding and the servant did not come back, so Kang Jian got up and went to pick up the lantern from the stone lamp holder not far away.

At this moment, a sharp blade cut through the long night.

Kang Jian's ear pinna moved, and the lantern he just took off hit the opponent.

The comer avoided quickly, and the long sword rushed forward, stabbing repeatedly in an instant.

Kang Jian didn't have a weapon in hand, only a pole in his hand.

After ten rounds, he was stabbed several times.

The opponent's offensive was fierce, and he rushed again.

Kang Jian gritted his teeth angrily, desperately resisting.

Suddenly, he stepped forward with his body, grabbed the opponent's long sword and stabbed it into his belly. At the same time, he raised his shoulder pole and hit the opponent's head heavily, with a dull and loud sound.

(End of this chapter)