Pick a Prince and Get Rich

Ji Rusheng remembered that Ning Huai had been sent to Wansong academy today.

Si Yan and Si Mo are behind Ning Huai and look up at the bare hillside.

"Master, let's go up." Si Yan said.

Ning Huai did not speak, looking at the towering stone steps, slightly stunned, recalled the scene when Ning Silian sent him, as if it was yesterday.

"No, I'll go up myself."

The stone steps of qiantai, Ning Huai, Si Yan and Si Mo step by step.

The academy is still as clean as before. The stones at the gate are covered with unknown vines, bare and green.

A disciple in a long shirt stood by the door. Seeing Ning Huai coming, he saluted with a smile: "younger martial brother, you are here."

"Elder martial brother, Shan Changke is in it." Ning Huai had seen him before. After him, Si Yan and Si Mo knew the rules and stood outside the Academy.

Since today, I just heard the student say to Si Yan and Si Mo: "come in with me."

They looked at each other, looked at Ning Huai and nodded, so they entered Wansong academy together.

"Elder martial brother, is he the head of the mountain?"

"The mountain master knows that you are coming today, so he specially asked me to pick you up." Qingshan students lead the way in front, and other students come to say hello to Ning Huai.

The bamboo house has been a little dilapidated after the wind and snow, but it still stands.

The student knocked on the door, only to hear an old man's voice, Ning Huai just pushed the door and went in.

Si Yan and Si Mo are at the door.

There was a incense altar on the slightly old table, surrounded by smoke. Behind the incense altar, an old man was meditating. When he heard someone coming, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Ning Huai went forward with a big gift: "I've seen the head of the mountain."

Jiang Weidong stretched out a pair of haggard hands and pointed to the futon in front of him.

Ning Huai sits in front of him.

"Mr. Shan, I came here today on the emperor's will. Now the court is short of talents. The emperor knows that Mr. Shan has cultivated many talents over the years, so --"

"So you were sent to recruit?" Jiang Weidong continued.

"The mountain is long." Ning Huai wants to explain.

Jiang Weidong waved his hand, sighed, pinched his gray beard and said, "at the beginning, I built the Wansong academy to make the people live and work in peace and contentment and cultivate talents. Since you have all received the emperor's will, there is no need to say more, but I have only one requirement."

"Go ahead, captain."

"Let them do what they can."

"I understand." He still remembers how he entered Wansong Academy.

Jiang Weidong looks at the young man in front of him. He hasn't seen him for three months. He is more calm and unfathomable than before. However, even so, he still has people to miss.

"The king of Peking has already told me about you and your sister. In fact, you don't have to."

Ning Huai raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Weidong inconceivably. He always thought that Jiang Shanchang was not close to the world. At least in front of these students, he had never talked to them except to teach and solve their doubts.

Now, it surprised him.

"Today, the emperor is benevolent and loves the people. Since he agrees to let the Lord return to the land, he won't do anything to them. Why are you estranged from your sister?"

Why? He also did this to dispel the emperor's suspicion. If he and the king of Peiping gradually increase their influence in the court, plus Zhang's house, he is afraid that they will become the next Shentu family. He can't make the same mistake again.

In order not to let the emperor suspect, he had to divorce Ning Silian.

"The head of the mountain, being with you is like being with a tiger. You can't tolerate any mistakes. It's a foregone conclusion. You don't have to persuade any more." Ning Huai got up and said goodbye to him.

Jiang Weidong looked at his back and sighed.