Daily life in the academy

Bai Zhi watched Ye Yanliang's slightly flustered back as he walked further and further away, and for a moment she agreed with what Yan Qingchen had just said. With his current psychological quality, he really couldn't make any waves.

Perhaps, Ye Yanliang went to the cell to find him that morning just to confirm whether he had revealed his true identity. After discovering that he was unaware of anything, he felt at ease and acted like a good person, being more generous. As long as he didn't do anything naughty again in the future, his merits and demerits would be offset.

People's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be, so it's better to keep some distance from them in the future.

After returning to the room, the first thing Bai Zhi did was to take out her purse and count the money. There were three hundred coins in total, which was another income. She put it into her own small treasury.

Ever since I started hanging out with Yan Qingchen and the others, I have never spent any money on food, drinks, and entertainment. Sometimes I can even get some change to buy desserts. It can be said that there is only money coming in and no money going out. My small treasury is getting richer and richer, and I feel very secure.

What we need to pay most attention to at the moment is the execution the day after tomorrow. After everything is settled, there may be a new beginning.

The past few days have been too stressful, and it's finally time to calm down. It's time to recharge your energy, so Baizhi went to bed early.

On the second day, the roosters in the shed came to work on time.

Baizhi was in a very good mood after a dreamless night, and she even felt that the crowing of the rooster was not so harsh anymore.

After quickly washing up, they arrived at the school to find that no one was there. Bai Zhi was the first one there. She had to wait for a long time before the other classmates came one after another. When Yan Qingchen and Mu Bailian arrived, the bell for class rang, and Master Xie also entered the school at the same time. The three of them could only greet each other hastily and started morning reading.

As the saying goes, a day's plan begins in the morning, a year's plan begins in spring. Morning reading continues, but spring is gradually fading away.

Xu Shi slept well yesterday, and Bai Zhi studied extra hard. Even Xie Guan frequently looked at him with admiration, with a little more expectation in his eyes. She felt sorry in her heart that Master Xie's hopes would be dashed sooner or later.

Today is another day of rest at Yunlu Academy. After the morning class, the three of them met with Wenzhe and discussed what to do during the rest time.

Bai Zhi was worried about whether An Ziqian could get offline smoothly. She could no longer treat these people as paper people in the book. They had their own life trajectories, but An Ziqian used all means to achieve his goals and harmed the lives of so many innocent women. She herself almost died at his hands. She had no sympathy for him in her heart, but even so, she was unwilling to watch such a bloody scene.

"Isn't tomorrow the day of An Ziqian's execution? Are you sure there won't be any remaining followers causing trouble?" She asked in a low voice beside Yan Qingchen.

Yan Qingchen lowered his head and glanced at her, his tone full of contempt: "If you don't take action, you're a coward."

Good heavens, this is a trap. As long as the remnants of the An Party take action, they will never come back.

I don’t know who would be so loyal, or if they have a mentality of abandoning their enemies after their deaths. However, if there are still remnants, I hope they can realize that their ideal kingdom has been shattered, and the most important thing is to live a stable life in a corner.

Wenzhe's face turned grim again after he finished his work, as if it had been switched on and off. Mu Bailian was begging him to tell him the details of the investigation, but he just kept talking nonsense. Frustrated, Mu Bailian turned around and was about to taunt Yan Qingchen, but he found them whispering mysteriously. He looked incredulous, "Brother Yan, Ah Zhi, what are you guys whispering to me again?"

Bai Zhi looked at him with an expression as if the whole world had abandoned him. It was really exaggerated.

You can't blame others for being stupid.

Yan Qingchen clenched his fists and placed them on the table: "Even if we whispered to you behind your back, so what?"

"Haha, it's okay, Brother Yan, you guys continue." Mu Bailian gave in immediately.

Wenzhe suddenly came over and asked, "So, what were you talking about just now?"

Meeting his curious eyes, Bai Zhi held her forehead with her hand.

Sure enough, gossip knows no gender or age.

Bai Zhi had no choice but to say, "I'm more curious about tomorrow's execution, so I'm just asking Brother Yan."

"I thought it was something, so why were you hiding it?" Mu Bailian's face was full of disdain. "Last time I asked you about the mastermind behind this, you refused to reveal it even after he died. But in the end, it was revealed. That bastard An Ziqian, I only regret not giving him a good beating beforehand."

Bai Zhi: “…”

Wenzhe coughed lightly and said, "Let's go back to the school."

That day, Bai Zhi deliberately put An Ziqian's matter behind her. Even after school, when Yan Qingchen and Mu Bailian asked her if she wanted to go into the city together, she refused.

In fact, she was a little scared, afraid that if the established future changed, her future would become even more confusing.

...

The execution was at three o'clock in the afternoon. Yan Qingchen was near the execution ground. He sat on a high platform overlooking everything below. He would be the first to know if there was any movement. He had hoped that the rebels would make a last-ditch effort, but until An Ziqian's blood was splattered three feet, not even a bird flew over.

However, at the moment when An Ziqian's head fell to the ground, Yan Qingchen suddenly felt relaxed all over. The feeling only lasted for a moment and then disappeared immediately. He shook his head, thinking that it was an illusion.

The crowd dispersed, and Yan Qingchen slowly went downstairs. When his servants came up to greet him, he instructed one of them, "You, go to Room 103, Yunlu Academy, and send a message to Bai Zhi saying that everything is going well."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

When the news reached Bai Zhi, it was almost the end of the hour. She gave the attendant ten cents as a fee for running errands, and asked him to convey a thank you to Yan Qingchen.

Bai Zhi felt a warm feeling in her heart. He must have thought that she was still afraid of An Ziqian, so he sent someone to tell her the news so that she could feel at ease.

Now the culprit who caused her nightmares has finally died. Wenzhe's family has not been exiled, Yan Qingchen and Mu Bailian will not die tragically on the battlefield. After tomorrow, this world, this world that belongs to them, will have a new story.

However, she has finally found a very strong supporter.

At night, before falling asleep, Bai Zhi thought that she would go to the city to visit the bookstore again tomorrow. The store might have some interesting novels in stock, so she had to hide them well this time.

In a trance, she was in the palace again, but this time she was no longer floating in the air, but was firmly on the ground.

I saw the figure I had been thinking about again.

Bai Zhi walked slowly forward, and the figure behind her spoke, addressing the young emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe in front of her with a serious tone, "Have you completed your homework today? You've been so unruly all day. How can I return power to Your Majesty quickly? A few days ago, a civil servant impeached me."

Such a familiar voice made Bai Zhi feel at ease, and she didn't need to rush forward to find out what was going on.

The little emperor lowered his head in shame. Even after being scolded like this, his eyes still gleamed with admiration: "I..."

"Ok?"

"I know I was wrong. I will go back and continue my class."

"That's very good."

The little emperor looked back every few steps, as if he hoped that the man who called himself "the king" would change his mind. Unfortunately, he walked a long way but still did not hear what he wanted to hear, so he turned around and quickened his pace with a pout.

When the little emperor was no longer in sight, the man turned around and saw that it was indeed Yan Qingchen.