Le Yu came to the third floor of the Guard Department teaching building, found the "Yao Shi Alchemy and Instructor's Office", knocked gently on the door, and Zhu Yan's voice came from behind the door: "Come in by yourself."

Le Yu pushed the door open, and the face was white smoke surrounded by fog. Zhuyan's office is very large, with bookshelves on both sides neatly packed, the floor is clean and dust-free, there is no trash in the trash can, and there is no soot in the ashtray, but there are documents on the desk.

Although the furnishings are rigid and simple, the office does not look dull: there is a dragon paperweight with a living dragon on the table, an indescribably romantic picture of the splendid family tree hangs on the wall, and a rhythm of wind chimes is held on the curtains. , There are hundreds of thousands of paper cranes hanging on the white wall, there are more than a dozen glass bottles on the cabinet with colorful little stars in them, and the cabinets are full of various trophies and medals, shining brightly.

There was a small balcony in the office. At this time, Zhuyan, who was wearing a black coat, moved a chair and sat on the small balcony. There was a brazier in front of him, and he was throwing yellow paper and white money into the fire.

"Sit first, I'll be fine soon." The old man said, "Come in and close the door."

Facing Zhuyan, Le Yu didn't dare to play tricks and sat down on the guest chair - he noticed that Zhuyan's own chair was a pure wooden chair, but the guest chairs were all upholstered.

In stark contrast to the tea party, which does not even give guests a chair.

After a while, Zhuyan used up her paper money and closed the small door on the balcony. Le Yu thought about it and said, "If the principal burns paper money, I will definitely think that he is spending ahead of time."

Zhuyan glanced at him, sat down and said, "Is Cha Huan going to die again?"

As expected of the man who was called by the students as 'sooner or later, he will become the author of "The Legend of Tea Huan"'. As soon as Le Yu tried, Zhuyan accurately understood the subtext of Le Yu. And this "again" is simply the finishing touch.

Naturally, there are customs such as burning paper money in this world. Sending blessings and sustenance to the dead is a typical symbol of civilization, and Huiyao people are also very fond of flames – they claim to be descendants of the sun, and flames are the manifestation of the sun. In the traditional perception of many regions, flames are the bridge between life and death.

In the ancient times of Huiyao, cremation was the treatment of the upper class, and burning the ashes was the funeral that the nobles yearned for. It is very hard work. The poor are reluctant to waste it on burning people. Digging a hole and burying it is more environmentally friendly and economical.

Le Yu was not in a hurry to tell the information, and asked curiously, "Who are you burning paper money for?"

"Li Shijie." Zhu Yan: "A student you don't know."

"..." Le Yu couldn't say that he knew him.

Although he hadn't heard this name for a long time, when Zhuyan said this, he immediately remembered it. Human beings are always unforgettable for their first time - the first man who died in front of Le Yu was Li Shijie.

It was his death that made Le Yu know how dangerous the director of his own statistics department was. However, it turned out later that Le Yu still underestimated the man.

"Are you interested in telling me about him?" Le Yu said.

"There's nothing to say," Zhuyan said, "Li Shijie is a bit of a clever student. When he was in the Imperial Academy, he didn't take his class very seriously, but his grades could be maintained at the middle and upper levels, but he usually put his whole heart on it. In terms of tactics, I usually participate in some less serious clubs, and I also like to smoke... Hmph, there are many such students in the Imperial Court. His own blood."

"But he was lucky. At that time, before the late emperor died, the Imperial Academy held martial arts competitions every year. When he was in the third grade, he was lucky enough to win the first title in martial arts, and received the Order of the Sun from the Royal Family. He graduated as an outstanding graduate. "

"The first name of Yanwu is a fluke." Le Yu said with a smile.

"But if he works harder, he will be able to graduate as the head of the students wearing the Order of the Sun." Zhuyan was very dissatisfied: "The principal graduated with these honors back then, and Rishijie clearly has a chance... hum."

"Later, he didn't stay in Yanjing and chose to serve in the Morrowind District. Later, I heard the news of his death."

Zhuyan glanced at the balcony: "Today is his birthday."

Le Yu was silent for a moment and asked, "Is he an important student to you?"

Zhuyan didn't speak, and pointed at the back of Le Yu. Le Yu followed his fingers and saw a medal placed in the cabinet. The medal was golden and round, and it was like a splendid scorching sun under the sunlight outside the window.

"That's the Sun Medal he won."

Le Yu nodded thoughtfully and looked around for a week: "So, these decorations... are all given by your students?"

No wonder he felt that the office was full of all kinds of disobedience as soon as he came in. These decorations were some macho, some cute, some **** and some healing. The only decorations that fit the style of casting face may only be 'ashtray without ash' and 'Trash without trash'.

Zhuyan still didn't answer, she reached out and patted the little black notebook beside her hand: "This is the notebook I use to record the birthdays of my students."

"How many pages were used?"

"It's almost used up."

Le Yu smacked his tongue: "So much?"

"When you live long enough, you will naturally remember so many dead people." Zhuyan said calmly: "Not only Li Shijie, but the students I have taught are very important to me."

"Watching those immature faces become mature, watching them leave the imperial court with their heads raised, watching them show their ambitions, watching them throw their blood for their ambitions, watching them become talents, watching them become benevolent... "

The old man looked down at the dragon paperweight on the table, and seemed to remember something, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth: "As a teacher, the only thing I can do is not to forget them."

The office fell silent for a while, and Le Yu suddenly found a blind spot: "Wait, I don't seem to see any gifts from the students in the principal's office-the parrot shouldn't be from the students, right?"

"The principal never accepts gifts from students." Zhuyan said, "I remember the last time a student gave the principal a gift in public, and the principal replied, 'I didn't ask you for it, why did you give it to me? But you have this Respect for the elderly is good, in order to satisfy you, I ask you to be in the top ten of the whole grade in the final exam this semester, if you fail the exam, you don't respect me, if you don't respect me, you will be miserable'."

As expected of Cha Huan, if Cha Huan dies, Le Yu promises that many students will send bells that day.

"But he did it right." Zhuyan said, "So he's still the same Cha Huan who just graduated, and I'm already Chuyan who wants to step into the grave with half a foot."

"Everything you see is a memory; everything you think about is the past; everything you see is regret. For people of our age, this is a drink of poison."

Zhuyan took out a metal cigarette case: "Do you mind?"

Le Yu: "You're not afraid of students breaking in suddenly."

Zhuyan thought about it for a while, but she put away the cigarette case and said, "Tell me, what trouble did Cha Huan get into?"

Le Yu said about the blood essence stone, Zhu Yan thought for a moment: "That is to say, the headmaster's soul imprint is already in the hands of the enemy, and the enemy is suspected of possessing a magic weapon to play with the soul... No wonder you are worried about the headmaster, then What's your plan?"

"No matter how mysterious the magic weapon is, it is impossible to assassinate the principal from thousands of miles away. If they can do this, it is useless for us to think about it." Le Yu said immediately: "I hope you can persuade the principal to hide these days. In the imperial court, it will not appear until we find out where the Blood Essence Stone is, or the culprit behind the scenes can't help but act. Of course, the most important thing is to prevent the principal from attending tomorrow's Asgard party, and don't continue to deepen the soul imprint."

Zhuyan nodded, and Le Yu breathed a sigh of relief—according to Yan Yi, although Zhuyan usually listens to Cha Huan's orders, if Zhuyan gets angry, then Cha Huan will kneel for almost 100% of the second. Zhuyan is the only person who can control the tea fun, even the empress dowager may not have Zhuyan's words.

"Then why do you think about the principal?" Zhuyan suddenly asked, "There should be a lot of room for you to change the principal, right?"

Le Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately retorted: "Of course I am the vice-principal now. If another principal comes up, my vice-principal will definitely be gone. Although it may not be bad to change the principal, Cha Huan is willing to stand by me now. Here, why should I waste my time changing a principal?"

Zhuyan nodded again, then shook her head: "I will stay in the Imperial Court these days to watch the principal, but I will not persuade him."

Le Yu was shocked: "Why?"

"Because what he did was right." Zhuyan said, "As long as he stays in the Imperial Court, the National Salvation Council will not deal with other students; on the contrary, once he leaves, the National Salvation Council will advise the deceived teachers and students. ."

"But it's best to let him stay in the dark and watch the changes, in case the principal is really killed--"

"Then the other teachers and students are safe. The principal is right. The goal of the National Salvation Association has never been teachers and students."

Le Yu shook his head: "But the principal clearly—"

"—more capable~lightnovelpub.net~more valuable?" Zhu Yan smiled gently: "According to your logic, can people of value sacrifice low-value people to protect themselves?"

"That was not what I meant--"

"I understand what you mean." Zhu Yan said, "You hope that the principal and I will believe in you and believe that you can solve this problem by yourself, without the principal taking additional risks."

"But why don't you trust the headmaster and believe that he can solve this problem on his own without requiring you to take additional risks?"

Le Yu closed his mouth.

"Forgive the stubbornness of the elderly." Zhuyan smiled and said, "We have been teaching at the Imperial Academy for decades, and we have never had the habit of letting students deal with trouble. Maybe we are arrogant, maybe we are stubborn, but this is the time Wonderful. It not only left traces of ravines on our faces, but also left a weather-beaten self-confidence in our hearts.”

"Vice President Qin, please leave if you have nothing to do." Zhuyan said, "I want to lock the door and smoke a cigarette."