Chapter 502

Yue Yu came to the third floor of the teaching building of the Jinwei department, found "Yaoshi alchemy and tutor's office", knocked on the door gently, and Zhuyan's voice came from behind the door: "come in by yourself."

Yue Yu pushed the door open, facing the white smoke surrounded by fog. Zhuyan's office is very large, with dense bookshelves on both sides. The ground is clean and dust-free. There is no garbage in the trash can and no ash in the ashtray, but there are really documents on the desk.

Although the furnishings are rigid and single, the office does not look sleepy: there is a living dragon Paperweight on the table, an indescribable picture of the country is hung on the wall, a rhythmic wind chime array is held on the curtain, hundreds of thousands of paper cranes are hung on the white wall, and there are more than a dozen glass bottles on the cabinet with colorful little stars inside, The cupboard is full of trophies and medals, shining brightly.

There is a small balcony in the office. At this time, Zhuyan, who is wearing a black coat, is moving a chair and sitting on the small balcony. There is a brazier in front of him, throwing yellow paper and white money into the fire.

"Sit down first, I'll be fine soon." the old man said, "come in and close the door."

Facing Zhuyan, Yue Yu didn't dare to make trouble and sat down on the guest chair honestly - he noticed that Zhuyan's own chair was pure wood, but the guest chairs were all padded.

In sharp contrast to the tea party that doesn't even give guests chairs.

After a while, Zhuyan ran out of his paper money and closed the small door of the balcony. Yue Yu thought for a moment and said, "if the headmaster burns paper money, I will certainly think he is spending ahead of schedule."

Cast Yan looked at him, sat down and said, "chahuan is dying again?"

He is worthy of being called "the author of the biography of tea joy sooner or later" by the students. As soon as the music language is tested, Zhuyan accurately understands the subtext of the music language. Moreover, this "again" is simply the finishing touch.

Naturally, the world also has the custom of burning paper money. Sending blessings and sustenance to the dead is a typical symbol of civilization. Moreover, Huiyao people also love flame - they claim to be the descendants of the sun. Flame is the manifestation of the sun. In the traditional cognition of many regions, flame is the bridge connecting life and death.

In Huiyao ancient times, cremation was the treatment of high-class talents, and burning ashes was the funeral that nobles yearned for. Poor people were not eligible for cremation - after all, there were too many firewood needed to bake human beings well, and it was also very hard to chop firewood. The poor were reluctant to waste on burning people, so digging a pit and burying them would be more environmentally friendly and economical.

Yue Yu was not in a hurry to say information. He asked curiously, "who are you burning paper money for?"

"Li Shijie." Zhu Yan: "a student you don't know."

"..." Yue Yu is hard to say that he knows you.

Although he had not heard the name for a long time, Zhuyan immediately remembered it. Human beings can't get away with their "top martial arts performance." Yue Yu smiled.

"But if he works hard, he can graduate as the student's chief wearing the burning sun medal." Zhuyan is very dissatisfied: "the president graduated with these honors. Lishjie clearly had the opportunity... Hum."

"Later, he didn't stay in Yanjing and chose to work in CHENFENG district. Later, I heard the news of his death."

Cast Yan looked at the balcony: "today is his birthday."

Yue Yu was silent for a moment and asked, "is he a very important student to you?"

Casting Yan didn't speak and stretched out his hand to point behind Yue Yu. Yue Yu looked along his fingers and saw a medal in the cabinet. The medal was golden and round. Under the sunshine outside the window, it was like a brilliant sun.

"That's the burning sun medal he won."

Yue Yu nodded thoughtfully and looked around: "so, these decorations... Were sent by your students?"

No wonder as soon as he came in, he felt that the office was full of all kinds of disobedience. Some of these decorations were strong men, some were lovely, some were hot-blooded, and some were cured. The only decorations that accorded with the cast face style might be "ashtrays without ashes" and "garbage cans without garbage".

Casting Yan still didn't answer. He stretched out his hand and patted the small black book next to his hand: "this is the notebook I used to record the death day of students."

"How many pages did it take?"

"Almost finished."

Yue Yu smacked his tongue: "so much?"

"When you live long enough, you will remember so many dead people." Zhuyan calmly said, "not only Li Shijie, but also the students I taught are very important to me."

"Watching those young faces become mature, watching them leave the imperial court with their heads raised, watching them show their ambitions, watching them shed blood for their aspirations, watching them become talents and benevolence..."

The old man looked down at the Dragon Paperweight on the table and seemed to think of something. A shallow smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "as a teacher, the only thing I can do is not to forget them."

The office fell into silence for a moment, and Yue Yu suddenly found a blind spot: "wait, I don't seem to see a gift from a student in the principal's office - shouldn't that parrot be from a student?"

"Headmaster, he never receives gifts from students." Zhuyan said: "I remember the last time a student gave a gift to the headmaster in public. The headmaster directly replied, 'I didn't ask you for it. Why did you give it to me? But it's good for you to have this respect for the elderly. In order to meet you, I asked you to pass the final exam of this semester to the top ten of the whole grade. If you can't pass the exam, you don't respect me. If you don't respect me, you'll be miserable'."

It is worthy of chahuan. If chahuan dies, Yueyu promises that many students will send clocks that day.

"But he did it right," Zhuyan said, "so he is still the tea lover who just graduated, and I am already Zhuyan who is half a foot to step into the grave."

"All you see is memories; all you think is the past; all you see is regret. For people of our age, this is a cup of sweet poison."

Zhuyan took out a metal cigarette box: "do you mind?"

Yue Yu: "you're not afraid of students breaking in suddenly."

Casting Yan thought, put away the cigarette box and said, "come on, chahuan has caused any trouble."

Yue Yu said about the blood essence stone and cast Yan to think for a moment: "that is to say, the headmaster's soul mark has been in the hands of the enemy, and the enemy is suspected to have magic soldiers playing with the soul... No wonder you worry about the headmaster. What countermeasures do you have?"

"Even if the magic soldiers are mysterious, they can't assassinate the headmaster thousands of miles away. If they can do this, it's useless for us to think more." Yue Yu immediately said: "I hope you can persuade the headmaster to hide in the imperial court these days until we find out where the blood essence stone is, or the black hand behind the scenes can't help but appear. Of course, the most important thing is to prevent the headmaster from attending tomorrow's Fairy palace party and don't continue to deepen the soul mark."

Chu Yan nodded, and Yue Yu was relieved. According to Yan Yi, although Chu Yan usually listens to cha Huan's orders, if Chu Yan gets angry, Cha Huan will kneel almost 100% of the time. Chu Yan is the only person who can control Cha Huan. Even the Empress Dowager may not have cast Yan's words.

"Then why should you consider for the headmaster?" Zhuyan suddenly asked, "for you, there should be a lot of operating space for changing the headmaster?"

Yue Yu was stunned and immediately retorted, "of course, I'm the vice principal now. If I change the principal, I'll be gone. Although changing the principal may not be bad, chahuan is willing to stand on my side now. Why should I waste my time changing the principal?"

Cast Yan nodded again, then shook his head: "these days I will stay in the imperial court and look at the headmaster, but I won't persuade him."

Yue Yu was surprised: "why?"

"Because what he did was right." Zhuyan said, "as long as he stays in the Imperial College, the National Salvation Association will not deal with other students; on the contrary, once he leaves, the National Salvation Association will make plans for the cheated teachers and students."

"But it's best to let him stay in the dark and watch the change. In case the headmaster is really killed -"

"Then other teachers and students are safe. The headmaster is right. The goal of the National Salvation Association has never been teachers and students."

Yue Yu shook his head: "but the headmaster, he clearly --"

"-- more capable, more valuable?" Zhu Yan smiled gently: "according to your logic, can valuable people sacrifice low-value people to protect themselves?"

"That's not what I meant --"

"I see what you mean," Zhuyan said. "You want me and the headmaster to believe you and that you can solve this problem by yourself. There is no need for the headmaster to take additional risks."

"But why don't you trust the headmaster and believe that he can solve the problem alone without requiring you to take additional risks?"

Yue Yu shut up.

"Forgive the old people for their stubbornness." Zhuyan said with a smile, "we have taught in the Imperial College for decades and never let students deal with trouble. Maybe we are arrogant or stubborn, but this is the wonder of the years. It not only leaves traces of thousands of gullies on our faces, but also leaves weather beaten self-confidence in our hearts."

"Vice President Qin, if there's nothing wrong, please leave." Zhuyan said, "I want to lock the door and smoke a cigarette."