Women dressed as men: powerful officials

Hearing Xu Wenxian's words, Cheng Zhicheng paused, and finally did not continue to say anything else, but said: "If Uncle Xu is giving a lecture to Xu Yuan, can I come and listen?"

Xu Wenxian nodded, "Just come."

As a scholar, Xu Wenxian is naturally happy to see students eager to learn.

After the meal, Xu Yuan and Zhang Yue sent Cheng Zhicheng back together.

Every household lit a lantern, and while making a wish, I could hear some people talking about the fire that had caught in the daytime school.

A few people arrived at the alley entrance. In the dark night, Cheng Zeyan rushed out, "Cheng Zhicheng, are you okay?"

Hearing Cheng Zeyan's excited words, Cheng Zhicheng said: "I'm fine, just a little scratched, Xu Yuan helped me with it."

"That's it!"

Cheng Zeyan didn't even hear Cheng Zhicheng's next words, and said to himself: "We all thought you were dead, and asked someone to ask your parents to come back to collect your body. What should we do now?"

Cheng Zeyan spoke without thinking, and the emotion on Cheng Zhicheng's face disappeared completely.

Zhang Yue whispered, "Make a wish, let's go back."

What happens to Cheng Zhicheng's family has nothing to do with them anymore.

However, it is not difficult to see that Cheng Zeyan's family does not treat Cheng Zhicheng well.

Otherwise, why would he rush to report the news before even seeing the body?

Xu Yuan nodded and went back with Zhang Yue.

At night, Xu Yuan was reading as usual. Zhang Yue did not practice boxing, but pulled Xu Wenxian aside to ask other questions. It was not until late at night when he returned to the room that he found Xu Yuan staring blankly at the book in front of him.

The wax was almost gone, but Xu Yuan didn't notice it at all, and even when he went in, there was no reaction.

Zhang Yue closed the door, walked over and asked, "Xu Yuan, are you still thinking about the fire in the school? It has nothing to do with you."

Zhang Yue knew that if Xu Yuan had not taken leave because of the move in the next two days, something might have happened to Xu Yuan today.

"Whether it matters or not is not up to me to decide."

Xu Yuan came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Yue.

Under the light, the boy's features were a little blurry, but he looked surprisingly the same as he did on the execution ground in his previous life.

Xu Yuan paused for a moment and asked, "Brother, do you think people can change?"

"It's hard to say for three to five years, but it shouldn't be three to five days."

Zhang Yue sat opposite Xu Yuan, holding a book in his arms. "Not necessarily. Just like a month ago, I would never have believed that I could still concentrate on reading. But now, not only can I concentrate on reading, I can also memorize it and apply it in practice."

After following Xu Wenxian's advice for a few days, Zhang Yue made rapid progress.

Xu Wenxian was a little surprised.

"I don't know if people can change." Xu Yuan said in a muffled voice, "I'm so scared. I've harmed the people in the academy."

"You didn't do anything, how could you harm others? Just like you told Cheng Zhicheng, you didn't kill anyone or set any fire, so how can you be blamed for this crime?"

"But what if the academy suffered this misfortune because of me?"

Xu Yuan sighed deeply.

There is no doubt that this was done by the Song family.

Most likely it was to conceal the fact that Song Xiujing had studied in a private school.

The mastermind behind this could be Song Xiujing or anyone in the Song family.

But it was she who asked Song Xiujing to study in the private school.

There was clearly no fire in the school in the previous life, and no one was injured.

Why did it change?

Or did everything change from the moment she went to Cheng's house to find Song Xiujing?

In my previous life, I was resting in bed during this period.

She didn't go to the private school, and she didn't know whether Song Xiujing would go to the private school.

But there is no doubt that if she had not suggested that Song Xiujing go to the private school, nothing would have happened to the people in the private school.

Xu Yuan didn't think about this matter at first. The only thing on her mind was going to Beijing for revenge.

But when I saw her reading, I remembered Cheng Zhicheng's frustrated look.

Her experiences are so similar to Cheng Zhicheng's.

She wanted to persuade Cheng Zhicheng to forget about this matter and take good care of his future, but she had also experienced it, so she understood that a person with painful past would not be able to take good care of the future.

Just like her, every time she wakes up in the middle of the night, she will think of the fire.

She was burned all over.

She was afraid, she was scared, and she hated it even more.

"That has nothing to do with you." Zhang Yue said firmly, "Making a wish is the result of all the causes coming together. You can't infer from that one result that you are the only cause. The fire in the school must have been caused by someone on purpose. That person is the cause, and the reason that made him do this is also the cause. Causes are divided into big and small, and if we really have to talk about one cause, the main cause must be the person who set the fire."

Hearing Zhang Yue's words, Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he realized that it was Zhang Yue who said this.

She didn't speak.

Zhang Yue continued, "Xuyuan, we are not big shots. We don't have that much ability and influence. We should not overestimate ourselves."

"I understand." Xuyuan nodded.

The last bit of wax burned out, Xu Yuan put out the fire and said, "Brother, let's go to sleep."

"Okay, you should go to bed early too, and stop thinking too much. If you have time to think about this and that, you might as well think about what to eat tomorrow."

"Ah."

The noise in the room gradually died down, until finally, only Zhang Yue's mumbling remained.

Xu Yuan sat down hugging his knees, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and whispered: "Song Xiujing, it's better not that you did this."

Because she will also demand justice for those people.

Sishui County is not without laws.

The next morning, before Xu Yuan and Zhang Yue woke up, Zhang Qingyu hurriedly pushed the door open and said, "Yuan'er, Yue'er, get up quickly, your friend is here."

"Friend?" Zhang Yue was still a little confused.

"Where did this friend come from?" Xu Yuan also sat up.

Both of them looked sleepy.

Zhang Qingyu saw him and said, "That's the young master who came to eat last night. Hurry up and don't neglect others."

Consciousness slowly returned and Xuyuan finally reacted.

Zhang Yue said, "What is that kid Cheng Zhicheng up to again?"

"I don't know. Let's go and take a look." Xu Yuan put on his clothes and went out. As soon as he went out, he saw Cheng Zhicheng kneeling in front of Xu Wenxian.

Xu Yuan was confused and ran over to ask, "What are you doing?"

Seeing Xu Yuan coming, Xu Wenxian said, "Yuan'er, your friend wants to become my disciple."

"Yes, Uncle Xu is a learned man. I want to study with Uncle Xu and try to pass the county exam next year and take the state exam the year after."

Cheng Zhicheng's eyes were firm. He said, "I want to take the national exam and become the county magistrate of Sishui County. I don't believe that there is no good and honest official in this world. If there is no such good and honest official, then I will become this honest official. Please accept me, Uncle Xu."

After Cheng Zhicheng finished speaking, he began to kowtow.

One sound followed another.

"This..." Xu Yuan was stunned.

In the current situation, she didn't know whether she should persuade Xu Wenxian or Cheng Zhicheng.

Finally, Xu Yuan stepped back and said, "Father, you decide. I'll go see if my cousin has gotten up."