Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

Did everyone in Jingtai Academy agree to let her be the dean?

Wen Yan looked at the people in front of her, and no one raised any objections. But she really couldn't become the dean of Jingtai Academy. She hadn't even read a few books of the Ning Dynasty, so how could she become their dean?

Wen Yan told the truth, "Although I studied for a few years under my father's guidance, I will not hide it from you. I only studied for a few years. After that, I rarely picked up a heavy book and read it carefully. I am not worthy of being the dean because of my limited knowledge and talent."

He added: "As for the incident at Jingtai Academy, I just did a little favor. Anyone would do the same."

Bai Quande's eyes were filled with admiration. Not everyone could resist being tempted when seeing an academy within reach. "We all know all this, but Jingtai Academy is currently lacking a center, a dean who can bring everyone together. I, Bai Quande, think you are the right person for the job!"

The people who were packing their luggage behind Wen Yan heard this and smiled.

Xiang Yun shook his head and couldn't help laughing out loud, "Our Lady Wen is really charming."

Wen Yangu laughed loudly, "As expected of me, Wen Yangu's daughter!"

Wen Yan was in a dilemma, and she felt even more embarrassed when she heard the laughter from her family behind her. In the end, she could only say, "You guys go back first. Let me think about this matter."

After she thinks about it for a few days, they should be able to calm down, right?

"Yes! Dean!"

Wen Yan: "...Don't call me Dean."

"Okay, Dean!"

"..."

After reluctantly sending the group away, Wen Yan wiped her face. Two carriages were ready. Wen Yan dressed up as a man and acted as the driver.

Xiangyun was driving the other one, and Wen Yangu would replace the two of them during the rest of the time.

When the car arrived at the back door of Jinyu Building, Yue Xueshun was already waiting there with a piece of luggage in his arms. When he saw Wen Yan, he waved his hand quickly: "Sister Wen... Brother Wen!"

Wen Yan was speechless, why did this name sound so strange?

Yue Xueshun looked at Wen Yan who was gradually approaching. She was wearing a dark blue brocade dress today, which was obviously made by Luo Zhou and several of her embroiderers. Not only did it fit her body shape, but she also had a belt and hairband of the same color.

Her hair was all tied up on top of her head, revealing a fair and delicate face, gently and coolly, like the bright moon.

Yue Xueshun looked at her without blinking.

Wen Yan was puzzled and asked, "Aren't you going to get in the car?"

"Go, go!" Yue Xueshun climbed to the position next to Wen Yan at lightning speed.

Wen Yan said speechlessly: "I can take this car, you go to the back and change them."

Yue Xueshun looked behind and saw that the carriage was carrying Wen Yan and three children, followed by Xiang Yun and Mr. Wen.

Seeing him looking over, Xiangyun smiled and waved.

Yue Xueshun accepted his fate, walked to the back and took the reins from Xiang Yun.

The two cars continued to move forward, and Xiangyun looked happily at Yue Xueshun, who was two years younger than her. His appearance could only be described as delicate, but his personality was lively and lovely, and he had no wives or concubines, so he was a good match.

"Like her?" Xiang Yun snorted and asked casually.

Yue Xueshun blushed and remained silent for a long time. There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but in the end, they all turned into a forbearing "Yeah."

"What do you like about her?"

“…I like everything.”

Xiangyun hummed twice again, and no one knew what it meant.

But Yue Xueshun thought she was doubting his feelings, and couldn't help but argue for himself: "I am serious... But I don't think Sister Wen will like me. She only has a few children in her heart, and she doesn't care about love at all."

It has to be said that Yue Xueshun has been with Wen Yan for such a long time that he still understands Wen Yan quite well.

The curtain behind him was suddenly lifted, and Wen Yangu obviously heard their conversation. Although he also hoped that his daughter could find someone to spend the rest of her life with...but what the kid from the Wan family did really broke the child's heart. How easy would it be to start over?

Wen Yan, who was considered heartbroken by her own father, opened her mouth and accepted Wan Xuan's feeding with peace of mind.

In order to be able to sit outside the carriage, Wan Xuan took on the responsibility of peeling fruit for her mother, "Mom, are the oranges sweet?"

"Sweet, so sweet that it bursts in my mouth."

Wan Xuan giggled and her little carrot legs kept shaking.

Huachao County is named after the most famous Huachao Festival in the area. On the day of the Huachao Festival, almost all the local maple leaves will turn red, and the fiery red maple leaves will cover the entire street.

On this day, everyone will take out the flowers they have cultivated and participate in the annual Flower King Competition.

Many young people will make appointments to go out of the house on this day, which is also a famous rendezvous day in Huachao County.

The place where Wen Yan and her group arrived was arranged by Ye Qinghuai for them in advance. Ye Qinghuai did not follow them. He stayed in the capital to attract the attention of those people.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, the person who came out this time was just a cook from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

When Wen Yan gave his name, the innkeeper immediately smiled and said, "It's you guys. The rooms have been reserved. There are three upper rooms in total. Let the waiter take you there."

The rooms were allocated so that the largest one was reserved for Wen Yan and the children, the smaller one was given to Wen Yangu and Yue Xueshun, and there was a room with a bathtub for Xiang Yun.

"Mom!" Wan Xiaqing's voice came from the second floor. At this time, she was still dressed like a young man, but her face was not covered, revealing a heroic face.

"Mom, I miss you so much!"

"And elder sister!"

"And brothers and sisters!"

“I miss you so much!”

Wen Yan also hugged her and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. You look much sweeter now."

Wan Xiaqing smiled.

Wan Dongling originally thought that when they met, she must have a good talk with her about what she had done in the past few months. Was it necessary for her to run away from home and fall seriously ill just for such a scum?

But when he saw her obviously thin face, he suddenly couldn't say anything. He just glared at her and said, "If you do it again, I will never forgive you!"

The Flower Festival is on October 12th, and there are still five days before it starts, so the family went to bed and rested first.

Wan Xiaqing took out a map from the bag she was carrying, "Mom, Qing Huai asked me to give this to you."

The map slowly unfolded, revealing an irregular sheepskin edge with detailed drawings marking places to visit in Huachao County, as well as some obscure symbols.

Wan Xiaqing pointed to a place with a tree drawn on it and said, "This is his private vault. There are many places to visit in Huachao County. The plan is to start from our inn and go to Luoxia Mountain in the back. There is a small path next to it that can lead to the private vault, and then it is..."

Wan Xiaqing had obviously made sufficient preparations before coming and had memorized all the routes.

On the day of the Flower Festival, they would go to the granary here, take away all the things and leave.

By then, the entire Huachao County will be a mixed bag, and no one will suspect them.