The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star

The doubt in Chi Jingxi's eyes was fleeting, and his eyes did not stop at Wen Yantong.

General Mu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "You rebellious son! It seems that last year's lesson did not make you remember! You dare to do so this year!"

Mu Yang cried and said, "Father, won't you call me when you are leaving."

General Mu was on fire, but thinking that there were people around him, he looked around and pressed his voice and said, "You blame me for filial piety! I don't want you to sleep longer! I have arranged three before leaving. Isn't it enough to call you personally?"

Mu Yang knew that he was wrong, so he didn't dare to talk back.

General Mu swept his eyes and saw Wen Yantong who was on crutches behind him. He looked at her right leg with a cloth wrapped around him, and immediately said in shock, "What's the matter?! You crippled someone on the road?"

Wen Yantong saw that it was his turn to play.

She walked two steps forward with a cane. First, she saluted with difficulty, and then said, "I have seen the general, the young man named Wen Yantong, who is a classmate of Young Master Mu, and also studied at Songhai Academy. I broke my leg in the day, but today I want to come to participate in the snow praying ceremony, but it is inconvenient to travel. Young Master Mu really wanted to help Xiaomin, so he delayed the hour. I begged General Mu not to blame Young Master Mu. It was all Xiaomin’s not."

Wen Yantong would have said all this, anyway, Mu Yang dragged her here for this, seeing the Qixue Festival is about to begin, presumably General Mu won't ask more.

This general Mu Yuan, whose real name is Mu Yuan, learns words. The name looks very cultural, but before the age of twenty, he was not a big illiterate but he was not a big illiterate. Later, the emperor had to learn the words by his head. However, he himself is the student who likes studying most, especially the students of Songhai Academy.

So Yan Yue suddenly turned up to Wen Yantong, and smiled, "You and Xiao Yang are classmates, and he should help you if you are injured and inconvenient, don't care."

"Thank you for the general's magnanimity, and the people are grateful." Wen Yantong said.

Fu Zixian just ran all the way and panted in a hurry, and after he got over now, he bowed to Muyuan as well.

Seeing that his crisis was resolved, Mu Yang knew that the Snow Praying Festival was about to begin, so he said to Wen Yantong, "You stand back and beware of crowds squeezing your legs."

After saying that, he whispered, "Thanks a lot this time, I owe you a favor."

The favor of Young Master Mu's concubine is still quite valuable. Wen Yantong smiled with satisfaction, nodded at him, and said goodbye, "General Mu, Master Xiaohou, Xiaomin retired first."

After seeing Yantong left, Mu Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he clicked on Mu Yang and said, "No matter the time or occasion, I will take care of you when I go back."

Mu Yang shrank his head. False kindness is also kindness in the end, it's better than oversleeping by the hour.

Chi Jingxi relieved him, "Uncle Mu, the sacrifice is about to begin, we still don't want to chat anymore."

Mu Yuan glared at Mu Yang, but smiled at Shang Chi Jingxi, and said, "You are still sensible. If my dog ​​son is half as good as you, I can also save a lot of worry."

After speaking, the two of them walked to the stone platform. Mu Yang, the dog's son, was half a step behind, and he didn't dare to make any mistakes.

Wen Yantong and Fu Zixian walked out of the crowded circle, standing far away, only slightly empty. Just standing in such a remote location, Wen Yantong couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, and he couldn't help but feel a bit regretful.

Waiting for a long bell to ring in the distance, and then a very loud chant, "The emperor is here--"

In an instant, everyone knelt down on the ground and shouted, "Long live my emperor--"

Wen Yantong knelt so hard that she could only support it with half of her body, everyone lowered their heads, and she did not dare to look up. I only heard a string of footsteps walking not far from the front, and then I heard the singing, "Flat -"

Only then did he stand up slowly and looked up to the front, only to see the emperor dressed in a black gold cloak, embroidered with a dragon body, and Diao Qiu was red. He wore a very dazzling crown on his head and was surrounded by eunuchs.

This is the emperor of Shaojing, standing beside him are several princes.

Wen Yantong couldn't see what he looked like, but after so far, he could still feel the pressure from the emperor.

He stood on the stone platform and spoke for a while. He didn't hear a word of Yantong. After he finished speaking, four people walked up to the stone platform, and then took a club-like thing and knocked it on the big cauldron. .

Suddenly, the faint sound came from far away, and then the voice of singing sounded. Many people put their hands together and prayed sincerely.

At the back, a guard was holding a tray on which was placed a white porcelain bowl and silver needles wrapped in brocade cloth. One after another, he walked in front of the officials dressed in black and gold clothes.

"What is this for?" Wen Yantong couldn't help it anymore. He couldn't see clearly or understand, so he could only ask.

Fu Zixian whispered, "Collect the blood of hundreds of families to worship the sky and pray for the first snow to come. The people in the sacrificial attire are all important officials and descendants of the central government, and they are the mainstay of Shaojing."

Wen Yantong nodded as if he did not understand, and saw the guards holding the white porcelain bowl one after another before the big cauldron, stepping on several steps to pour the contents of the porcelain bowl into the cauldron.

Finally, there was another piece of music and singing with drums and piano. After the sound was heard, all the people knelt down again. The emperor and officials put their hands together and worshipped together at the great tripod.

When Wen Yantong got up, he saw golden light from the eastern sky, and half of the sky was lit up. The emperor and the crowd were shrouded in golden light, and the outlines became blurred.

With half golden light and half blue, Shaojing is still a prosperous and prosperous empire under this incomparably magnificent sky.

In a trance, she seemed to see Chi Jingxi's back.

In a few years, the emperor will die, and the power of the DPRK will be severely divided. In the fight for kingship, only the Seven Princes Faction headed by Cheng Xiao and the Hou Ye Faction headed by Chi Jingxi will remain.

Wen Yantong sighed with relief, as long as he left Chaoge before the start of the struggle, there would be no danger. She boasted that she didn't have the ability to change the fate of those people and the direction of the story. As long as she could save her lives, it was enough to save the Wen family.

At the end of the praying ceremony, Wen Yantong knelt again and sent away the emperor and the princes. Then the officials left one after another, and the people gradually dispersed.

Wen Yantong and Fu Zixian slowly left with the crowd. After getting down the stone ladder, they were stopped by the attendants left by Mu Yang and asked to get into the carriage.

It turned out that Mu Yang thought that their carriage was damaged, so he took Chi Jingxi's carriage back and left his carriage to send them back.

Wen Yantong said goodbye to Fu Zixian, and fell asleep after returning to the bedroom. Originally, she had developed a fixed time to sleep and wake up in these days, but the sudden early morning together made her a little uncomfortable.

In this sleep, I slept into the evening and woke up hungry.

She got up in a daze, twisted her soft bones and called for someone to come in.

The maid guarding the door pushed the door and walked in. First, Fushen saluted, and then said, "A young man came to the door and said he wanted to see him."

Wen Yantong was still a little confused, but he immediately thought, isn't Gongzi Wu just Wu Yutian?

Why is this **** looking for her?