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Chapter 87 On the Rewards for Deeds
The wind sweeps the sky, the water is shimmering, the big ship is about to set sail, Qianlan Tianjun and the Fusang delegation are about to leave Daliang. Before leaving, Wen Renjun and Luo Qiuchi send them off for the last time.

It was Mr. Mingben's letter to Wen Renjun, which conveyed the meaning of the little emperor. He hoped to see Wen Renjun again before leaving, but he did not expect that Luo Qiuchi would follow him.

At the ferry, the sunlight was mottled like broken gold, Qian Lan Tianjun looked up at the white clothes in front of him, and curled his lips: "Why are you here too?"

He was a small man standing in the wind. When he said these words, his face was still a little puffy. He was so cute and awkward that people couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch him. Luo Qiuchi hugged his shoulders, Standing under the sky, I couldn't help laughing: "At any rate, I also had a hearty competition with Lord Qianlan Tianjun. If you are leaving today, I will come down and give you a gift, as a token of my heart, shouldn't I?"

Qian Lan Tianjun tilted his little head, and snorted: "Shameless."

Wen Renjun couldn't help but looked up at the sea, taking advantage of Mr. Mingben at the bow of the boat not paying attention, he quickly reached out and touched that little head, Qian Lan Tianjun's face suddenly changed: "You!"

His amber eyes were wide open, and after looking at Wen Renjun for a long time, he finally smiled at her, unable to say anything, just lowered his head, and suddenly said: "That day when you were in the posthouse with me Said, life must be there sometimes, life is always there, don't force it, I checked Daliang's book later... Although I don't completely agree with this sentence, I know that the lost things will not come back However, the living still have a long way to go, although obsessions will not disappear in life, but you can try to let go and reduce them.”

The sad voice echoed in the wind, and something fell to the ground, crystal clear and fleeting, and the small figure looked lonely under the sun.

"I haven't dreamed of Xia for a long time, because I didn't keep my promise to her and live a good life. She must be angry with me, but I think, on the boat returning home tonight, listening to the sound of the sea wind, I probably will dream of her."

Under the Changyang, at the ferry, Wen Renjun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she felt sore for some reason. She bent down and spoke softly, as if she were talking to her younger brother: "Qian Lan Tianjun, it would be great if you can think like this." , Xia can feel at ease in the sky... How old are you, if you want, why not recognize me as your sister, if you come to Daliang in the future, I will show you the four seasons scenery of Daliang, the Diaolanhualou, OK?"

"Cough cough!" Luo Qiuchi coughed hard at the side, stretched out his hand to pull Wen Renjun, but Wen Renjun didn't answer him, but still looked into those amber eyes, smiled gently, full of kindness.

Qian Lan Tianjun was stunned for a long time, and finally said "um", vaguely, but did not say whether he would like it or not, just took off the thing from his waist, and handed it to Wen Renjun.

"Give it to you."

Wen Renjun took it, and fixed his eyes, he saw that it was a string of delicate and elegant wind chimes.

Qianlan Tianjun's soft long hair flutters with the wind, behind him on the sparkling sea, the big ship is about to set sail, his voice floats in the wind: "I learned a sentence when I was flipping through the book, it is engraved on this wind chime Now, let’s say goodbye from now on, I don’t know when we will meet again, if you encounter any problems in the future, you can take this wind chime and come to Fusang to find me, and I will help you with all my strength..."

The boat finally sailed out of the sea, the setting sun was like gold, Qian Lantianjun's small figure stood at the bow, waved goodbye to the two people at the ferry, no one could hear clearly, and the last whisper in his mouth: "Goodbye, flaw."

On the way back, Luo Qiuchi hugged his shoulders and hummed: "My little brother's head is very comfortable, are you happy?"

Wen Renjun was raising his hand to look at the string of wind chimes, looking for the words engraved on it, but did not hear Luo Qiuchi's words at all. Luo Qiuchi raised his eyebrows, flicked his white clothes, and suddenly reached out and snatched the string of wind chimes from her hand.

Wen Renjun was caught off guard, and chased after him in the setting sun: "Boss, stop making trouble, I haven't found that sentence yet, return it to me!"

"I'd like to see what this little devil wrote to you, it must be disgusting!"

Luo Qiuchi turned the wind chime over a few times, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he rubbed his fingertips up: "I found it, it's engraved on it!"

Wen Renjun also hurried forward, and the two of them lowered their heads, and whispered that sentence at the same time in the wind——

A sap of snow in the melancholy East Bar, life is clear and bright.

After a line, five small characters were written below: When we meet each other.

Signed: Qian Lan.

Dusk fell, the setting sun shrouded the sky and the earth, the breeze brushed Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun's clothes and hair, they raised their heads, looked at each other, suddenly sighed at the same time, shook their heads and smiled.

Luo Qiuchi looked at the sunset in the sky, full of emotion: "This little devil is a bit interesting, but the tone of a teenage child is like an old man who sees through the world. It is also pitiful."

Wen Renjun listened to the sound of the waves, and remembered the words Qian Lantian Junlin said when he left. He couldn't help but feel a little sad, and sighed: "Life is impermanent, and good things are always easy to pass away. He wrote this sentence." At that time, I must miss Xia very much."

Luo Qiuchi held the wind chime in his hand, narrowed his smiling eyes, looked at Wen Renjun for a long time, suddenly stretched out two fingers, and flicked her forehead: "So she has experienced a lot, but she is much more mature than you, you Want to be someone else's older sister, aren't you ashamed?"

Wen Renjun covered his head and blushed: "I, I am a few years older than him, and I am my elder sister...Don't run away, return the wind chime to me!"

The white clothes fluttered, and the handsome back was stretched very long by the setting sun, glowing with golden light. The two were laughing and laughing in the wind.

The matter of Fusang Kingdom finally came to an end, Emperor Liang was overjoyed, and summoned all the people into the palace to reward them for their merits.

Above the main hall, the eight disciples who participated in the college competition all received rewards, and apart from being recorded in the Qianqiu book of the palace school, they also received different rewards.

The Sun brothers and sisters have a pair of golden long swords, a golden silk long whip, and two bloody horses. Their father, Sun Runing, Minister of the Ministry of War, laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, and Emperor Liang was still on the dragon chair. To exaggerate, the tiger father has no dogs, and Sun Shangshu got a pair of good sons and daughters. Sun Shangshu was flattered, thanked him again and again, and was overjoyed.

Ji Wenjing and Zhao Qinghe also received the same precious rewards. Ji Wenjing's is a complete set of the four treasures of the study made of sandalwood, and there are only a few sets of works by Taihu Fenglao that have survived in the world. These are precious things that are hard to buy. There were several sets in Zangshuge, and it was almost impossible to find them elsewhere. Ji Wenjing was overjoyed. This reward was far better than ordinary gold, silver and jewelry. When he heard the sets of Taihu Fenglao's works, his eyes lit up.

But Zhao Qinghe's is even more surprising. Her family is the richest man in Pingjiang, with all the wealth, and there is no shortage of any rare things. Real power sounds like a "named" title, but this title is already a great honor for the Zhao family. In the past, no amount of money could change it. It is almost equivalent to allowing them to cross the hierarchy and realize the status of the entire family. jump!
Zhao Qinghe was so excited that tears filled her eyes, she stammered when thanking her, making Emperor Liang laugh, and Ji Wenjing also looked at her lips slightly raised, eyes full of tenderness.

After two rounds of rewards, when it was the turn of Fu Yuanzhi and Wen Renshu to be in the group, Wen Renshu could hardly contain the joy in his heart, and his hands trembled slightly.

She went to court today and specially wore a glamorous dress to make herself look as beautiful as a fairy, but in fact, Emperor Liang had an elegant temperament and didn't like this "gaudy" beauty.

At that moment, he was sitting on the dragon chair, frowned imperceptibly, but didn't say anything, just let the father-in-law next to him start announcing the reward, the father-in-law cleared his throat, and when he was about to speak, a figure turned away from the crowd Stepping out, he said loudly——

"Your Majesty, Xuan Mingchu, the young master of Zhuxiu Academy, has something to report."

On the day when the Fusang delegation left Daliang, Xuan Mingchu accidentally received a portrait in his room. The portrait was stuffed in through the crack of the door at the bottom. When he opened the door, he saw the folded portrait on the ground.

Opening the portrait, Xuan Mingchu was almost shocked beyond words. The content of the painting was nothing but the picture of Wen Renshu sneaking into the academy kitchen on the day of the cooking competition with Fusang and destroying the Qiuyingcao.

The characters in the painting are lifelike, and the details of every action are extremely clear, even the dense mist emanating from the hot water is so vivid that people can understand it at a glance, which shows the skill of the artist.

What surprised Xuan Mingchu even more was that at the end of the portrait, there was a line of petty characters written: At the second quarter of Haishi, in the Shifang Pavilion, there was a talk in the starry night.

The handwriting was both unfamiliar and familiar, and there was an indescribable sense of sight. After Xuan Mingchu thought about it, he finally went to the Shifang Pavilion with the portrait in his arms at night.

Under the moon in the pavilion, he saw a handsome green shirt, and blurted out in amazement: "Yu Zhi, how could it be you?"

The blue shirt turned around slowly, and when he saluted him, it was Fu Yuanzhi with an elegant look: "Students will know that the teacher will definitely come."

He raised his head and smiled, the moonlight covered his body, and his blue shirt fluttered in the wind.

It turned out that both the portrait and the handwriting were done by him, but he used his left hand, so Xuan Mingchu couldn't recognize it for a while.

When Xuan Mingchu heard his statement, he couldn't believe it: "Is everything you said true?"

Fu Yuanzhi said solemnly: "It's true, the student dares to guarantee his life... It's just that the student is restrained by his family and it's inconvenient to come forward, so he can only invite the teacher to come and tell the truth in this way."

He paused, looked at Xuan Mingchu, and said word by word: "In the entire academy, the students trust most, except for you, the teacher, there is no one else."

The moonlight was like water, and after the two figures in the pavilion talked for a long time at night, when they left, Xuan Mingchu said solemnly to Fu Yuanzhi: "Don't worry, the teacher will not do things that are inconvenient for you. Involved... After all, the teacher understands your difficulties. With such a big family standing behind you, it is bound to be unable to follow your heart in every word and deed. But the teacher is different. The teacher comes from a poor family and does not attach to any faction. On my own behalf, I have no scruples and I have no fear."

Fu Yuanzhi's long eyelashes trembled, Xuan Mingchu patted him on the shoulder, and said firmly: "You should come to the teacher for this matter, don't worry, the teacher will never sit idly by, no matter what, I will This crime will definitely be exposed in front of His Majesty!"

Unable to describe the touch at that moment, under the moon and stars, Fu Yuanzhi's blood boiled in his chest, he looked at Xuan Mingchu for a long time, and finally bowed deeply to him, his words choked up: "The teacher is righteous, and the students are grateful."

Now these words are still echoing in Xuan Mingchu's ears. Xuan Mingchu took a deep breath, knelt down in front of Emperor Liang, and raised his voice to the civil and military officials all over the court: "This time the school competition, the whole academy Everyone can be rewarded for working hard, but there is only one person who cannot receive the reward and must be severely punished.”

As soon as he said that, everyone in the court was startled, everyone looked at each other, not knowing why, and began to discuss in whispers, Liang Di, who was on the dragon chair, also frowned slightly, puzzled and said: "Where did Xuan Shaofu say this? You Who is that person in the mouth?"

Surprised and uncertain, Fu Yuanzhi stood in the hall with his head bowed, his face expressionless, indifferent as usual, but Wen Renshu next to him trembled imperceptibly, her face began to turn pale a little bit, her heart was beating like a pounding Drum, there is a strong bad feeling.

In the main hall, Xuan Mingchu looked up at Emperor Liang, and from the corner of his eye cast his eyes on the trembling beautiful shadow, and said loudly, "This person is none other than Fourth Miss of Fengguo Duke's Mansion. The female son of the Academy and Fusang, Wen Renshu."

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