Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Ouyang Wenche entered Xunyang City carrying a load on his shoulder, wearing a bamboo hat and a dirty and torn short jacket.

After the robbery and murder that happened today, he no longer dared to trust anyone. He lowered his head and walked quickly towards the government school.

He wanted to hurry up, hurry up! He wanted to see his grandfather and tell him everything that happened today.

By the way, we must first go to the provincial school to find Pavilion Master Wang Minzhang.

Ouyang Wenche was full of questions along the way. Yun Yi, Yun Er, Ouyang Qing, Nanny, and Chu Yi were all gone, leaving only himself.

Why did he attract such a relentless pursuit? Who wanted to kill him?

What made him even more confused was that he was the eldest son and grandson in the Ouyang family, and the servants in the family all respected him as "Young Master".

However, at the critical moment of life and death, the old steward Ouyang Qing and Chu Yi both respectfully called him "Master". What does this mean?

In the Ouyang family, the head of the family is my grandfather, not me.

What's even more strange is that it turns out that Ouyang Qing and the nanny are both good at martial arts; Chuyi used to be his servant, but now it seems that Chuyi is his personal bodyguard.

There were too many facts that I couldn't understand. I experienced life and death several times in just half a day.

In this life-and-death fight, I went from being numb at first to being timid, then angry and finally fearless. It only took me half a day to exchange my life for another’s, achieve my own success, and kill my enemy. I grew up so fast that I never expected it.

Why did I go through all this? It's puzzling.

When Wang Minzhang, the head of the library of the prefectural school, looked at the young man covered in mud standing at the gate of the prefecture school, he wondered if there was such a person among his relatives.

"Excuse me, are you the owner of the library?"

The young man asked under his bamboo hat.

"Yes, I am Wang Minzhang. May I ask if we have ever met before, young master?"

: "I don't know! Your friend wants to show you something."

Confused, Wang Minzhang walked down the eaves of the academy and stopped two steps away from the visitor.

: "What is it?"

The young man raised his head from under his bamboo hat, and after just one glance, Wang Minzhang could tell that this man was Ouyang Hongming's grandson.

Because Ouyang Hongming had pointed out his grandson to him among many other students. At that time, he also emphasized that if Ouyang Wenche needed help one day, he should come to Wang Minzhang with the family emblem...

Wang Minzhang could almost help him now without even looking at the Ouyang family's crest.

When Wang Minzhang saw Ouyang Wenche turning up his coarse cloth robe and seeing the exquisite embroidery on the inside of the sleeves, he knew that the embroidery was so exquisite that it was impeccable. It was the exclusive emblem of the Eastern Palace!

The imperial emblem stunned Wang Minzhang. He quickly covered Ouyang's sleeve, pulled him to the foot of the mountain behind the academy, stopped in a secluded place, and hid the boy again.

Said:

: "Wait for me. Be careful..."

He turned and ran. An old scholar who had been steady all his life suddenly felt panic in his heart. After running for a while, he found that he had forgotten to tell others something, so he turned back.

"If anything happens, remember my home address. Just say you are a relative of the Wang family."

After repeatedly telling him the address of Wang's house, he asked, "Did you remember it?"

Ouyang Wenche looked at the old man, from confusion to suspicion, then to shock, and now panic. Suddenly, he became interested in the corner of the robe left by Chuyi.

: What could make a person like this? What could make a person so shocked?

Ouyang Wenche nodded woodenly.

Slowly it got dark, and a small lantern led two old men towards them.

Ouyang's familiar and kind call,

: "Che'er, Che'er, are you there?"

Ouyang Wenche's tormented heart finally found an outlet for release. He stood up from a small earth pit.

:"grandfather!"

A trembling cry with a sobbing tone came out of his mouth.

Ouyang Hongming rushed over eagerly, hugged Ouyang Wence, and suddenly his body froze:

"You? You're hurt?!"

"Yun Yi, Yun Er, where are they?!"

"They are all dead. All the people who went to Lingyun Temple with me are gone..."

: "Where are you hurt?"

"It's my left shoulder, Grandpa, I'm fine. Grandpa, this is not a fatal injury. Don't worry, it's okay."

Then he added, "Grandpa, I want to go home." Ouyang Hongming stood there woodenly without answering.

When Wang Minzhang heard that everyone was gone, he quickly blew out the lantern. Immediately, it was pitch black all around.

: "We should leave here quickly!"

Ouyang Hongming was reminded by his old friend, so he took his grandson's hand and left. However, Ouyang Wenche turned around and picked up a load from a pile of weeds.

"Why?"

Ouyang Hongming asked in confusion.

: "This was left by the killer."

Fearing that his grandfather did not understand his intention, he explained:

: "Here are knives and swords left by the killer."

Ouyang Hongming stopped asking questions and helped Ouyang Wenche carry the load. The three of them hurriedly left the back mountain of the prefectural school.

The two old men first sent him to an abandoned earthen house, and then to a remote courtyard in the back alley of the gambling house.

The three of them were busy hiding that night, but they had no sleep. The first thing they did after settling down was to ask a doctor to help Ouyang Wenche treat his external injuries.

The injury was serious and took some effort. The doctor first simply cleaned the wound with salt water, then took the patient's hair, fumigated it with medicine, sutured the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it. (Source: Jin Dynasty's "Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Various Diseases" etc.)

After the process, both the doctor and the patient were exhausted.

When Ouyang Wenche recovered a little, the two old men asked him about the incident in detail. Under the lamp, Ouyang Hongming and Wang Minzhang carefully examined the weapons left by the killer.

A fine long sword that was shining with cold light, and a black short blade with the three words "Qingxitang" clearly engraved on the short blade.

The two old men looked at each other in silence with deep meaning. "Qingxi Hall" was a hall name that was known to all officials in the court. It was the hall name that the current third prince had given himself.

Ouyang Hongming lowered his head and remained silent. Pavilion Master Wang looked at Ouyang Hongming with a questioning look.

Later, Ouyang Hongming and Pavilion Master Wang came back and told Ouyang Wenche to rest for a few days and then stay at Wang's house for a short time.

Grandfather looked at him with such heavy eyes, but he hesitated to speak, and only said:

"The fewer people know where you are going, the safer you will be..."

In the corridor of the east wing, Ouyang Wenche couldn't understand why his grandfather wanted to hand him over to someone else instead of letting him go home, but he accepted his grandfather's arrangement...

Wang Jinyi in the west wing was equally puzzled.

I had often heard in my previous life that ancient people did not sit at the same table as those aged seven or above. I had also deeply experienced this during the past few days since I came here. The rules and etiquette here are more important than anything else, and they are so strict that it is difficult for people to understand.

So why on earth would a boy with no blood relationship move into the backyard of the second gate?