After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

"The ancestors of the Dong family were in the paper and ink business. Although they are from Yunzhou, they grew up in the caravan since they were young. Shengjing is the most skilled at making paper and ink. When the Dong family was young, he studied papermaking and ink making in Beijing for ten years. Later, he returned to Yunzhou after taking over the family business." Uncle Hu said.

"Is Uncle Hu from Yunzhou?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

Uncle Hu shook his head: "I was born and bred in Jingzhao, and I used to teach in Shushuli in the early years. During the Xingrui years, the school expanded its enrollment, and the number of students in the Shutang in Shengjing City dropped sharply, and the Shushu soon fell into decline. The owner bought the Shushu where the old man taught and changed it into this Wenxintang, and the old man has been following the owner."

Ye Qinghuai nodded thoughtfully.

Lu Yanchen's father was named Lu Jianshu. Ye Qinghuai had studied this man when he first fell in love with Lu Yanchen, and he was indeed a lackluster ordinary businessman.

"So, Mr. Lu doesn't have any familiar Yunzhou Township Party in Shengjing City?" Ye Qinghuai said.

Uncle Hu stroked his beard and thought: "Young master, it seems to be true. There are not many foreigners in Yunzhou in Shengjing. Alas, Yunzhou is too far away from Shengjing."

Hengtai, the prefectural capital of Yunzhou, is more than 600 miles away from Shengjing. Among them, they have to go up the mountain and cross the river. Even if the journey is faster, it will take forty or fifty days.

Ye Qinghuai sighed silently in her heart.

If Lu Yanchen didn't have a township party in Beijing, it would be difficult to find out what happened between him and Chu Boliang in Yunzhou.

But for some reason, she instinctively resisted in her heart to ask Lu Yanchen about Chu Boliang.

Not just Chu Boliang, she didn't want to hear anything about Yunzhou from Lu Yanchen.

In fact, she didn't want the name Lu Yanchen to be associated with "Yunzhou" at all.

Faintly, she always felt that if Lu Yanchen was allowed to return to Yunzhou, he might become the cold-blooded, ruthless and murderous Lu Yanchen that Ye Qinghuai didn't know.

That Lu Yanchen who appeared in every nightmare of hers and kept her awake at night.

So she instinctively resisted.

It's like resisting those chilling memories that are like maggots attached to the bones.
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It was rare to come to Wenxintang, Ye Qinghuai wandered among the books after dinner.

Uncle Hu had classes in the afternoon, and he insisted on accompanying Ye Qinghuai, but Ye Qinghuai refused.

"I'm wandering around here, and I'll be leaving soon, Uncle Hu, Qin Yang, you all go to work, you don't need to accompany me."

Uncle Hu couldn't hold her back, so he could only say a few more polite words before going to class.

Ye Qinghuai walked around the front hall and looked at the calligraphy hanging in Wenxin Hall one by one.

Finally, she stopped in front of Lin Yuxiu's words.

"Fame is not to blame. You should count the interests of the world, and you should seek fame for all generations." Ye Qinghuai looked at his words and said to himself.

There was a smile on Ye Qinghuai's thin lips.

This kid, when he was still studying, had this look of thinking about the world, no wonder he almost died outside the Chengtian Gate.

"The bottom of the brush is dragon and snake, and the ambition is high. It is worthy of being the top scholar in this class." A scholar standing beside Ye Qinghuai said with emotion when he looked at Lin Yuxiu's writing.

The classmate beside him shook his head and said: "Brother He's words are a bit exaggerated. Although the words are commendable, the rhetoric is plain, and the literary talent is not worthy of the title of champion."

When he said this, not only his classmates looked at him in surprise, but Ye Qinghuai was also a little curious.

This was the first time she heard someone criticize Lin Yuxiu's literary talent.

"In my opinion, Master Lin's ability to become the leader of the high school is not because of his talent and learning, but more because of his luck." He paused for a while, then continued, "Master Lin is an admirer of law. If he meets Emperor Shunping who advocates Confucianism, no matter how many times he takes scientific examinations, I'm afraid he will not be appointed as the number one scholar."

When he mentioned "Emperor Shunping", he cupped his hands towards the height, and his face was full of respect.

After finishing speaking, he put down his hands, changed the subject, and his face turned cold, he said: "But he was born at the right time, in this year and one dynasty when the cruel law is promoted and war ends with war."

Ye Qinghuai's heart skipped a beat, as if she had been hit on the head by someone.

The scholar was tall and thin, and when he mentioned the year and dynasty, he couldn't hide his sarcasm, which was completely different from the expression of admiration when he talked about "Emperor Shunping".

Although he didn't mention the emperor Ye Qinghuai, he was obviously using the past to satirize the present by insinuating.

Even Li Baoquan heard the problem, and he immediately looked at Ye Qinghuai nervously.

But Ye Qinghuai didn't tell him anything, she just stood there, looking at the scholar in amazement.

Sensing Ye Qinghuai's gaze, his classmate immediately tugged on his sleeve and said, "What are you talking about? Today's sage is clearly a wise king who makes decisions for the people."

The scholar sneered and said, "Making decisions for the people? If your father was dismissed and searched just because he served under the criminal ministers, or your only brother was forced to go to Yunzhou to fight, you wouldn't say such things. The real decision for the people is to start with the people, not to waste people's money because of great achievements."

After speaking, he pulled out the sleeve that was being pulled by the other party, turned around and left angrily.

His classmate frowned and sighed, bowed to Ye Qinghuai apologetically, and said, "Something happened recently in his family, forgive me, forgive me..."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed past Ye Qinghuai and chased after his companion.

Ye Qinghuai and Li Baoquan were left standing in front of Lin Yuxiu's words.

Li Baoquan looked at Ye Qinghuai even more nervously, he was almost waiting for Ye Qinghuai's anger to pour down with fear.

What happened to this Wenxintang?How can such remarks be allowed to spread here?Li Baoquan thought.

"Master, this old slave is going to arrest the grassroots who discuss state affairs indiscriminately." Seeing that Ye Qinghuai did not move for a long time, Li Baoquan said tentatively.

"No need." Ye Qinghuai stopped him.

Her voice was quiet, as if she had been drained of energy, and her figure also looked hunched, as if she had aged a few years.

"master……"

Just as Li Baoquan opened his mouth, Ye Qinghuai walked out of Wenxin Hall.

Qin Yang, who was busy among the crowd by the counter, saw Ye Qinghuai walking to the door, and immediately stood up, trying to squeeze to Ye Qinghuai's side to say goodbye to her, but seeing Ye Qinghuai briefly nodded to him as a signal, he stepped out of the Wenxintang door without looking back.

Qin Yang stopped and scratched his head.

Even if he is as dull as he is, he can tell that Ye Qinghuai's face is a little frighteningly dark.

Why does His Majesty look unhappy?Qin Yang wondered in his heart.

After leaving Wenxintang, Ye Qinghuai didn't know where she was going, but she walked very fast, as if something was chasing after her.

Li Baoquan trotted along behind her, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

All the way to a street corner, Ye Qinghuai stopped in front of a teahouse.

She still remembers this place.

That was the place where she chatted with Mr. Du who liked Qin Baozhu when she left the palace for the first time after her rebirth.She learned about the existence of the ghost market from his mouth, and then discovered Chunwei's fraud.

Where it all started.

"Li Baoquan, I want to go to the imperial tomb." Ye Qinghuai stood for a long time, then suddenly said to Li Baoquan behind him.