Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

It was Xie An who met Jiang Chen.

Xie An's ship gradually left the jurisdiction of Hangzhou. He asked somewhat haphazardly, "What do you think, Uncle Qiong, of this son?"

Yu Yi knew that he was thinking of the descendant of the Huan family again.

The Yu family and the Huan family had been at odds with each other for a long time, but Yu Yi tried his best to treat them without prejudice. "He is not surprised at all changes and has all the etiquette. He looks courteous on the outside, but he is clever inside. Even though he is young, he can still get a glimpse of his future appearance." He paused for a moment. After a pause, he concluded reluctantly, "It is the jade of Kunshan."

Xie An nodded, "It makes me think of Huan Wen."

At the mention of this name, the cabin was silent for a moment. Yu Yi frowned and said, "His surname is not Huan."

"Huan Ruan passed away."

"I remember that when Huan Wen was still alive, I went to visit and met Huan Ruan. The girl... was a little timid, and Huan Wen didn't like her very much. Not long after she got hair extensions, she hurriedly agreed to be the daughter of the year. Then she was transferred. "

"Is this Ma Junyi, the governor of Hangzhou?"

"That's right. Now that the Huan family has fallen into disgrace, Huan Chong and others have been transferred to other places and have resigned from the court. I'm afraid no one has remembered Huan Ruan for a long time." Xie An sighed slightly, "The current situation is chaotic, and Fu Jian in the north Since Huan Wen's defeat at Fangtou, the morale has been in decline for a long time..."

Yu Yi: "Prime Minister, don't worry too much. The Fu family's barbarians are so vulgar and rude, how can they compare to the talented people of our Central Plains. Yi heard that the other party is extremely cruel to the Han people. As long as we unite, they will be defeated one day. ——”

Xie An laughed, "The situation in the court cannot be summed up in one word." Yu Yi said it right. Many of their tribesmen were bullied by the barbarians in the north. As long as they counterattacked with all their strength, they would be invincible. But in fact, many nobles in the imperial court have become accustomed to the comfort of the south and have little willpower to go north.

It's because they have begun to actively give up on their own kind and are content with the status quo, and it's not just a matter of winning or losing the war.

"How is the situation at Shangyu Zhu's house?"

"Prime Minister, Zhujiazhuang's taxes and tributes this year have been collected in full. The Prime Minister of Shangyu County who enriched his own pockets has been executed. It's just..."

"Stop hesitating. Just say it." Xie An picked up the tea and took a sip.

"The student is humble. Although Zhujiazhuang pays nearly half of the imperial court's annual tribute, but..."

"Because the refugees from the north moved south, Zhujiazhuang used its assets to acquire many households as tenants, and acquired a large amount of land, which was completely contrary to the land laws of our court. In the past, the former Prime Minister Wang guided the implementation of land collection and rent collection, and later the court promulgated the " "Renchen's Edict", it seems that this situation still cannot be changed. The subordinate officials are doing their best to defy the situation. If things go on like this, the rich will get richer and the poor will get poorer. "

"What Uncle Qiong said makes sense. It's just that during the war, you should have a little patience with those who support the imperial treasury. I wish the village will become rich and accept the refugees as tenants, so as to reduce the pressure on the imperial court and prevent the refugees from gathering together to cause disaster." The refugees..." Xie An had an idea and said with his hands, "We can recruit the refugees as soldiers in order to regain Luoyang." The current situation is indeed worrying. Since Huan Wen's death, there have been very few people who can contain the Hu people in the north. Most of the gentry were content in one corner and had no intention of going to the north. Fu Jian in the north often wanted to invade the south and was ambitious. If you keep waiting, it would be too passive. You must strike first.

Yu Yi understood, "Yes. Compared with the nobles, the refugees in the north hate the Hu people deeply. If they are reorganized, they will be a great weapon for the Northern Expedition. After the refugees are reorganized, the troubles of thieves and bandits in the south of the Yangtze River will surely be alleviated."

"Immediately repair the book and thank Xuan and ask him to start taking care of it!"

"yes."

Regarding his "luck" in this life, Jiang Chen felt that it was necessary to think of him.

He sat in the room, brushed his fingertips, and the blue light shone slightly in the originally empty sword box, and an icy blue sword appeared. The sword body was made of bright jade, the shape was simple and elegant, the dragon shadow was flowing, and the hilt was The lotus stamens are shining, unlike ordinary things. It looks more elegant than practical, and it doesn't look like a sword that dominates killing.

Jiang Chen called it, "Buanlian."

The long sword lit up, and the whole room seemed to become much deserted, turning into an extremely cold ice blue.

The connection in my mind became stronger.

Wan Lian responded, "You are still the same as before, refusing to let go of any abnormalities."

The dragon shadow flashed in Jiang Chen's palm, "Aren't you going to explain something?"

The extremely light and almost transparent dragon shadow on the Lotus Sword looks like a living thing when exposed to light.

It seemed to think for a while, "As you think."

"Huh." Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, but now that he thought about it, he still felt -

Without warning, he overthrew the sword box with one palm, but his tone was strangely calm, "Did he ask me for my opinion?"

The lotus floated in the air, the sword moved, and with a burst of light it transformed into a human form, holding his body and standing neatly, "Master. The previous master once said that an elder brother is like a father."

Jiang Chen was not surprised at all by his appearance. If this sword didn't have a sword spirit, or if it couldn't transform in the world of Liang Zhu, who could transform into butterflies and fly together, that would be a surprise to him.

"Eldest brother?" Jiang Chen was sitting with his fingertips faintly white, "As someone who killed him..."

He wandered around for a long time, searching and thinking about himself and the past. As a result, when he comes, how will he face it?

Wan Lian said, "Master, this time, you have a new life. No need to be embarrassed. No matter how long it takes, in their eyes, you are still you."

This will not change.

"Master, don't worry about them. What the person you care about most hopes for is that the person who cares about him will be able to live in peace for the rest of his life."

"It's too much to take for granted. The complexity of people's hearts..." Jiang Chen looked at the sword that turned into a human being, with complicated emotions in his eyes. He lowered his head slightly and sighed almost inaudibly, "How can you understand?"

Reluctance, jealousy, hatred, regret...all these shaking emotions make it impossible for people to just say a word and turn a blind eye.

How can he avoid vulgarity?

But if you can't avoid it, do you have to get used to it?

Wan Lian smiled softly and replied carelessly, "Why should you overthink things in your life?"

Jiang Chen glanced at him.

Wan Lian immediately squatted down and said with a smile, "Uh, Master. I thought about it carefully, and I suddenly realized that it is good to use your brain more. As the saying goes, thinking means you are prepared, and when you are prepared, you will be safe hahahaha."

Jiang Chen said, "..." After a long time, he curled his lips and said, "Wanlian, why you?"

Wan Lian lowered his eyebrows slightly, "The former master's heavenly soul is not enough to continuously determine the target in the three thousand small worlds. But Wan Lian can. As long as there is a contract, the life soul of the master is completely one. Wherever the master is, Wan Lian can You can just follow." He chuckled, "Speaking of which, it's really hard to find the master's original ten souls surrounded by so many secondary souls."

Jiang Chen paused with his fingertips, "It seems you know a lot." It was basically the same as what he had learned. It's just that among the three human souls and seven souls, those that should have been dispersed should be retained for some reason. "Shuang Ling, the ghost essence has not been damaged for a long time, what do you think Wan Lian does?"

Wan Lian's expression did not change, "Maybe it's God's will."

"Do you think I believe in God's will?"

"Human obsession does sometimes trump God's will. But how do you know that this is not another arrangement of God's will?"

Jiang Chen said calmly, "It seems that you don't like the questions I asked very much."

Wan Lian stopped talking. He did know that Jiang Chen never believed in fate and deliberately blocked his questioning with such words. In fact, maybe it’s better not to know the ending. The previous owner was also good at divination and fortune-telling, and was once asked by others to predict life, death, misfortune, and blessings in the future. Many people think that since they know the future, they can seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They think that tomorrow will be smooth and healthy. However, Wan Lian has seen many people who are hesitant, worried and afraid after knowing that their lives are cut off. When it comes to the end of life, it is true that some people get this and work harder to arrange everything. However, most of them worry about the end of life every day, try every means to avoid disasters and seek blessings, spend their days in panic, and accomplish nothing at the end of their lives.

Although Wan Lian knew what Jiang Chen's character was. However, precisely because of his character, he obviously never believed in those fortune-telling techniques. Jiang Chen's numerology skills were no worse than Jiang Mu's, but he never had the intention to use them.

Your destiny is controlled and changed by yourself.

He is obsessed with this, so Wan Lian won't say much.

"What does the master want from now on?"

"You heard me."

"Nishan Academy?" Wan Lian was a little surprised, "Master, do you mind meeting people you don't want to meet?"

Jiang Chen stood up and smiled very faintly, "So what if we meet?"

Wan Lian was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Yes, so what if we meet. He didn't give in at all about what had happened. Will he stop because of something that has never happened?

"Master, I also want to go to the academy."

What he said was quite reasonable.

Jiang Chen looked up at him and saw that the words were not a joke, so he refused expressionlessly, "You are a gangster."

Wan Lian transformed into the sword and floated in front of Jiang Chen, "Master, you can take me there like this."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, "Change back!"

Wan Lian said, "Thank you, Master."

The next day.

At the door of Ma Mansion, there is a big sign that reads "Sell Yourself and Bury Your Father."

When Jiang Chen went out and saw her, he always felt that his self-cultivation was being challenged again.

Ma Shou said with a moved face, "Ah... there are not many children with such filial piety nowadays."

Taishou Ma seemed to be struck by what he said and glanced at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was still silent. He had let go of Jiang Chen's hand and walked over to ask. He had always been merciful to outsiders, but today he was very kind and generous.

When Wanlian was brought into the mansion, he secretly sent a message to Jiang Chen, "Ma Wanlian? Master, please change the name! Why not call it Calla Lily!"

Jiang Chen glanced at him coldly, "That's not bad."

"..." —_—?

The housekeeper glanced at the two of them inexplicably, completely confused.

…

January is gone again in the blink of an eye.

Wan Lian handed all the investigated matters neatly to Jiang Chen, "Young Master."

Jiang Chen flipped through a few pages and put them down, rarely doubting, "The Zhu family is neither an imperial merchant, nor does anyone in the family serve in the court. Refugees from the north moved south, and the Zhu family took many of them as tenants, regardless of staying in the lake to guard the mountains. Order, a large number of land acquisitions. The changes in the court, the changes in Wang Xie Yuhuan's family, but the Zhu family has not been affected at all. Although half of the annual tribute of the Jin Dynasty comes from this, the Zhu family has no one in the government. It can be said that he ignored the law and collected the family property, so that he would not have to worry about collecting taxes and grains every year, and would also avoid having the Zhu family in the court once and for all. It should be said that there is no one in the court, or..."

Wan Lian was stunned for a moment, no, sir, are you now interested in other people's property?

He could only say, "This is not without reason. Young Master should know that the gentry family now controls the court. When it comes to land, the emperor will think more about it. It is true that the Zhu family has no one in the government, but other people like the Zhu family have acquired land. , but there are many nobles. If they take action against the Zhu family, these people will inevitably be frightened. With the emperor's temper now, he cannot forget what Huan Wen did to dethrone the throne. micro."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "It's just to make a name for himself." As long as someone catches the Zhu family, they will take action. Now the two parties are at peace, but the time has not come yet.

The teacher is famous... How many people have died at the hands of these four words: "the teacher is famous".

As long as the teacher is famous, he will definitely be remembered in history books as punishing traitors and eradicating evil with immeasurable merit. And unknown people are destined to be stepping stones for famous teachers.

All the people in the world are busy, and those who endure over time are either great good or great evil. Those who are truly forgotten are those people in the world who believe in fate and accept their fate to drift with the tide.

Great evil? Great kindness?

Future generations will judge, what is good in this world? What is evil? Each word is his own, and there is no distinction between good and evil. But no one in this world could ignore the blood feud between Jin and Qin between the north and the south of the Yangtze River.

The judgment of good and evil is ultimately nothing more than the human heart.

Wan Lian: "..."

"Young Master, are you interested in joining the imperial court?"

Entering the dynasty was not Ma Wencai's status. He has lived for so long, and now he feels that life should be more interesting.

Instead of giving up and being arranged, how to arrange others?

When Jiang Chen made his decision, he lit a fire in his room.

He should leave. As far as Governor Ma is concerned, his child is dead after all. Changing places, Jiang Chen would also feel shuddering if a lonely ghost came from nowhere and took over the body of a relative to become his child.

It would be better to let this child die in his eyes.

He pondered over his memory for a long time and confirmed that in the eyes of Governor Ma, Ma Wencai was, after all, just a useless person who had accomplished nothing.

It wouldn't be a pity to lose it when I think about it.

The fire was very, very big.

Jiang Chen faced this fire indifferently. Fire and water are merciless, that's probably the case. He's used to it.

Who would have expected that after receiving the news, Ma Junyi would break in, rummage through the sea of ​​fire, and chant Buddhist chants for a long time.

Wan Lian originally didn't want Jiang Chen to leave alone again. When she saw him coming in, she said to Jiang Chen cautiously, "Young master, people will die."

Jiang Chen had a cold face and frowned when he saw the figure in the sea of ​​fire, "So what."

A beam fell from the roof.

Jiang Chen had excellent eyesight and saw that it hit someone. He watched quietly, his always calm expression slightly struggling with pain, his steps moved slightly, then completely stopped.

Wan Lian said, "Master, do you really want to watch him die?"

Yuan Youya's bloody face flashed in front of him.

Jiang Chen's heart froze and he looked down at his hands. Under the firelight, even clean hands looked bright red.

Wan Lian felt his wavering, raised her feet and stepped out. She found the unconscious eunuch Ma with a clear purpose and dispersed the flames with a flick of her sleeves. Jiang Chen came over expressionlessly, his hair rolled up by the flames. He raised his hand to pat away the flames on his clothes as he walked over. "Let's go."

Wan Lian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."

When the housekeeper saw several people walking out of the fire in good condition, he hurriedly threw the bucket and went to greet them. Just as he was about to ask questions, Jiang Chen followed Wan Lian and interrupted expressionlessly, "Go and ask the doctor."

"Ah? Oh! Yes!"

"Buddha chants!"

When Taishou Ma woke up, he was sweating profusely.

Jiang Chen stood up and called, "Father."

Taishou Ma's distracted eyes gradually brightened, and a look of joy appeared on his face involuntarily. He stretched out his hand to pull him over. He stretched out his hand halfway, paused, and then retracted it decisively. He coughed and straightened his expression, "Today's homework has been completed." Have you learned it?”

Jiang Chen took the medicine bowl and said, "Sir, it's good."

Taishou Ma nodded and gave a rare smile, "As long as it's good, that's good."

Jiang Chen took the spoon and fed him the medicine, his expression still calm. The teacher he mentioned said it was good, but he didn’t say he had learned it today, right?

Among parents, Buddhist thoughts are always biased toward one's mother. Since Ah Ruan passed away, he has been avoiding his father whenever possible. In the past seven years, I have never seen him look so obedient and filial. Looking at the medicine bowl, Governor Ma was obviously a little embarrassed. But he forgot for a moment that the reason why Ma Wencai preferred his mother was just because her mother was always the victim. But the father was the abuser.

Taishou Ma looked at his arm, which was covered with bandages but still neat, and was quite surprised. Ignoring the burning tingling sensation on my back, I did not face Jiang Chen, the child I had been looking for for a long time. Instead, I sighed to the housekeeper, "I haven't seen a doctor in a few years, but now the doctors in Hangzhou are much better at their skills. "The silence in the room was strange. Ma Taishou thought they were worried about his injuries, so he smiled and pointed to his right arm that could not move. "This bandage is very strong, haha."

The doctor looked embarrassed when he heard this.

Ma Shou put on a smile, glanced at Jiang Chen, got excited, and then went back to making quail.

Jiang Chen held the medicine bowl, looked at his arm and said calmly, "Father, I wrapped that around you."

If you want him to stay, there is nothing wrong with him staying.