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date="2021-10-06"

title="43.Chapter 43"

weight="139495"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

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Generally speaking, as soon as the snow sweeping festival in the academy comes, it means that the annual vacation is about to be taken.

The school hours of Chaoge Academy are a bit different from other places. Because there will be exams around February in the spring, students from all directions will go to Beijing to rush the exam. During that time, there will be a lot of people in Chaoge, and it's also very mixed.

For the safety of those elder brothers, the academy where the exam Yue Chaoge is held will be closed.

Wen Yantong is looking forward to taking annual leave, because she wants to go back to see Xiao Cannon Fodder's parents.

When first entered Songhai Acade to register information, the small cannon fodder kept an eye on it, and wrote the addresses of the names of distant relatives of Wen's family. There is only one old woman in the family who is not very clear in her mind. People will answer yes to everything they ask her.

The old woman's son died early, and the daughter-in-law ran away secretly, leaving a son who was raised by the old woman herself, who was exactly the same age as the little cannon fodder. It's just that her grandson didn't learn well, he ran out and never came back when he grew up.

When the people at Songhai Academy checked the information against the address, everyone thought that the grandson of the old woman was not dead, but went to the dignitaries of Chaoge and went to study in the academy, so they were confused at both ends. Under the circumstances, the information security of the small cannon fodder has passed.

Little Cannon Fodder returned home during vacation last year, but did not dare to say that she was disguised as a man in the academy. Instead, she said she was learning embroidery at Chaoge's Embroidery Workshop. Wenju agreed to let her come to Chaoge.

Of course, the most important thing now is that Wen Yantong doesn’t know where the small cannon fodder lives at all. He only knows that it is in Chang’an, but he doesn’t know the specific address. So even if he wants to deliver the letter to his home, he doesn’t know where to send the letter. Place.

Fortunately, Wen's family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Chang'an City. If it is really a trip back to Chang'an City by then, finding Wen's family will not be a particularly difficult task.

The academy has been immersed in the atmosphere of the Snow Festival for several days. Wen Yantong thinks that a large part of the reason is because of the participation of female students. After all, with those beautiful girls, boys will be full of enthusiasm for everything.

Perhaps it was that when Chi Jingxi lived here a few days ago, Wen Yantong was not annoyed by Wen Yantong. After he left, he did not order anyone to drive Wen Yantong away. Then, Wen Yantong became Xiaohouye and agreed to live. The person in that bedroom.

Wu Yutian went back to bed happily after filing the lawsuit at the time, waiting to hear the news that Yantong was thrown into the snow by Xiaohouye early the next morning, but he didn't wait for anything. Hearing that Chi Jingxi agreed to Wen Yantong living in that house, Wu Yutian was angry and sour, and his teeth were itchy, wishing to sit in the snow and cry.

Of course he didn't know at all, Wen Yantong had already begun to figure out how to design him.

This night after Wen Yantong returned to the bedroom, he soaked his feet next to the stove. It was when was comfortable, caught a glimpse of the erhu hanging on one wall, and remembered that haven't touched this piano for some days.

Since Fu Tanghuan sent Xinqin, Wen Yantong has been using the new Xiqin as a pastime. She was a bit disgusted with the black erhu, so she never touched it.

But at any rate, she bought it for her own money, and it was not cheap. After all, she couldn't bear to see that the piano was covered with dust. After she finished soaking her feet, she took it off.

Before the family was poor, Wen Yantong only had an old piano left by his second uncle, but he still cherished it and wiped it every day. Now that he has silver in his hand, he is not as diligent as he used to be.

Wen Yantong sat on the chair with the piano in his arms, and exclaimed, "Wealth makes people degenerate..."

She wiped the piano with a piece of silk cloth and wiped all the dust on it, picking up the bow on a whim, wanting to pull a paragraph or two.

I didn't know that the bow had just touched the strings, and the strings suddenly broke without much effort, and she drew her fingers, and there was a slight pain.

Wen Yantong was startled, "Have you not touched you for more than half a month? Are you angry with me?"

There are two strings in total, and one is broken.

She put the bow down and looked carefully, and found that the strings were broken from the middle part, neither at the ends nor where she lowered the bow. She vaguely felt a little weird.

Upon closer inspection, found that there were signs of wear on the strings, as if someone had grind them with a blunt knife.

Someone deliberately made hands and feet on the strings.

Wen Yantong instantly thought that before the Snow Praying Festival came to the stage that day, Fu Shizeng specially ran to talk to her. At that time, she only felt inexplicable, but now she realized that Fu Shi was probably secretly persuading her to take the old piano.

Because she knew that the strings of the old piano were tampered with, or in other words, she did it herself!

Fu Shi wanted her to make a fool of herself in the performance, and then she could not participate in the performance. It's just that this femme fatale never expected that Fu Tanghuan would send a new violin before the performance.

Wen Yantong also took that new piano to the stage because of his love for the new and disgusted with the old, so Fu Shi's strategy failed silently. Later, because Wen Yantong did not touch the old qin during this period, never knew that Fu Shi had framed her like this.

Sure enough, she was a cruel and cruel woman, she had such bad thoughts at her age. Besides, I didn't have any enemies with her, but because someone stepped on her once, it was calculated on her like this.

Wen Yantong sat and got angry for a while, and secretly said that he must find a chance to give Fu Shi a lesson. She couldn't swallow this breath alive.

So that when went to class the next day, his face was still very stinky, even Mu Yang, who liked to bother her on weekdays, saw her face not good-looking, so he didn't dare to provoke her.

During the class, Mu Yang turned his head and said to the two of them, "The Snow Sweeping Festival will be in three days. Brother Xi and the others have finished drawing lots, and they will soon come to us."

Wen Yantong was attracted by his attention, and temporarily lost his anger, and asked curiously, "Which temple did the little Houye choose?"

Mu Yang said, "Brother Xi and Brother Qianyuan are both Nian'an Temple."

Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, and then thought that the thousand Yuan in his mouth was Cheng Xin's character. Cheng Xin turned eighteen in February this year and was crowned. In ancient times, people of the same generation did not call their names on weekdays.

In fact, the real ancient man will not be named until he is twenty years old, but the setting of this book is eighteen years old.

Wen Yantong had long known that the two of them would be drawn to Nian'an Temple, so there was no surprise. He just sighed, "Little Houye and His Royal Highness are also a little unlucky."

Mu Yang said indifferently, "What's the bad luck? Nian'an Temple is the largest of the four temples. When you go there, you don't have to squeeze a room with others to sleep. If I can choose by myself, I will definitely go to Nian'an. "

Wen Yantong said, "Even if it is a small temple, Master Xiaohou and His Royal Highness Five will not be crowded with others."

Even if there are four or five other people sleeping in one room, Chi Jingxi and the others are still in a single room. This is the power of the powerful.

Mu Yang nodded clearly, "That's true, but then again, which temple do you want to go to?"

Fu Zixian said, "You can't choose this yourself."

"Can't you choose, can't you think about it?" Mu Yang said, "There is always a place you want to go."

"I want to go to Fule Temple, that place is definitely the best." Wen Yantong said, "The temple is crowded and lively."

Fule Temple is the most famous temple among the four temples, and it is also the smallest temple among them. There are the most common people who like to go there, and they all think that the temple is small and blessed.

Fu Zixian said, "I really want to visit Shouye Temple."

Shouye Temple is the most prosperous of the four temples. Rich people from all over the world like to add incense money to Shouye Temple, and the emperor’s triennial sacrifices will also be held in Shouye Temple. Fu Zixian wanted to go because he had never been to Shouye Temple, so he wanted to see the temple where the emperor held blessings and sacrifices.

After hearing this, Mu Yang nodded and said, "Then, if you don't find where you want to go by then, we will find someone to change."

"Can this be changed?" Fu Zixian hesitated, "Didn't it mean that the name will be recorded on the spot?"

"Can it be changed before they record it?" Mu Yang said disgustedly, "It's really stupid."

Wen Yantong is secretly surprised, are you embarrassed to abandon others stupid? Look at your silly look.

As soon as the three of them had finished discussing, officials from the Ministry of Etiquette came during the class, a total of four people.

The two were holding wooden boxes, and the two of them were holding pens and writing lots while drawing lots. They hardly gave people time to change.

Wen Yantong and the three were sitting in the corner. When they waited for the wooden box to be brought over, the people in the school had almost recorded it, and they kept buzzing.

Mu Yang pumped and got a Nian'an Temple.

Wen Yantong laughed at the back, this is the inevitable result, brother, please go with peace of mind.

She was also puzzled when she reached in. The book only contains the results of the draw of the main characters. As a member of the dragon set in the book, she really doesn't know what her result will be.

Pulling out the paper and unfolding it again, Mu Yang and Fu Zixian's heads came together at the same time, blocking the sight of the official of the Ministry of Rites firmly.

The paper read: Ciju Temple.

The only temple among the four temples that requires climbing. Wen Yantong exclaimed, "I am too unlucky!"

Mu Yang didn't feel good when he saw it, and before the members of the ceremony department saw it, he snatched the paper and crumpled it up and threw it back into the box.

The official of the Ministry of Rites was a young man. When he encountered this situation for the first time, his eyes stared, "You!"

The person behind him took him a hand, and clicked on Mu Yang's name on the notebook to signal him not to be impulsive.

Mu Yang also explained to the face, "My friend is a lame man, can't climb the mountain, let's change another place."

Wen Yantong was unhappy, "I'm just temporarily lame, okay? And I'm almost healed! Now it doesn't hurt to run and jump, and I am not lame when I walk!"

Mu Yang waved his hand and reached into the wooden box and pinched the note out, "I'll give you a cigarette, I'm lucky."

Which letter does Wen Yantong believe, "If you are lucky, you can take a Nian'an Temple? You start, I'll take it myself!"

Mu Yang didn't want to do it, so he had to smoke for her, and he smoked two of them. He said, "It just so happens that Fu Zixian's was also smoked."

He unfolded the two pieces of paper, both of them were Nian'an Temple.

That is natural, no matter how many Mu Yang smokes, it will be Nian'an Temple.

Fu Zixian's face turned pale, and immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No way, I want to smoke it myself."

Mu Yang said, "Look at how lucky I am, how can you get the Nian'an Temple if you draw yourself? That's it!"

He commanded the official of the Ministry of Etiquette, "Hurry up and write it down."

"No! Nian'an Temple, Nian'an Temple..." Fu Zixian didn't know what he was trying to say, his face blushed abruptly, and he made a final struggle, "I don't want to go there."

"Don't worry, I'm here." Mu Yang knew that he was afraid of the rumors that Nian'an Temple was haunted, so he walked around behind him and Wen Yantong, held the shoulders of the two of them, and vowed, "The custody ghost dare not knock us. Door!"

Wen Yantong shook his shoulder and shook his hand off, "Go aside, criticize it."

After Ding Liutang finished the lottery, the entire academy's lottery process was over. All the students and masters began to prepare, and simply packed their own things.

The Snow Sweeping Festival will last for three days, and the masters will also go with them. So at that time, the Songhai Academy will be basically empty except for some people.

Wen Yantong went back and simply cleaned it up. The most contained in the package was cotton-padded clothes, all kinds of cotton-padded clothes. Finally, thought about it, and it was not enough to keep warm, so brought a knife and a few new fire folds.

Fortunately, the medicine has been stopped recently, so there is no need to go out with a bunch of herbs.

For the first time, Wen Yantong experienced the feeling of classmates going out for an outing. The high school used to go to a closed school full-time. During hard times, he did not give two days off for a month. The physical education teacher also took sick leave all year round, and there was no chance at all. These activities.

After she arranged everything happily, she waited for the Snow Festival to come.

The Snow Sweeping Festival is three days of going out early in the morning on the 10th of the twelfth lunar month and returning in the evening on the 13th. After that, there will be a holiday on the 16th, and classes will start on the 16th of the first month of the new year, and will not be closed until the first day of February.

This is the case with all the academies in Chaoge. The emperor who set this vacation date originally hoped that wealthy businessmen or officials from all over the world would come to Chaoge to celebrate the New Year, so that the emperor of Shaojing would become lively and lively.

Later, the vacation date has not been changed, so some students in the academy who live far away either stay in Chaoge for the New Year, or let their parents come to Chaoge for the New Year.

I have to say that this horrible idea is pretty bad.

In the early morning of the tenth, carriage after carriage stopped on the main road at the entrance of the college. Many guards stood to maintain order. People in the college lined up to get on the carriage.

This is the carriage that Songhai Academy packs from the car dealership. Each carriage can hold up to eight people.

Like Chi Jingxi, Muyang and the others, they set off directly from home, and they could only meet them on the main road to Nian'an Temple after they left the city gate. But it depends on fate.

When Wen Yantong was in line, Zhang Jieran suddenly appeared from one side, patted her on the shoulder lightly, and signaled her to leave the team.

Wen Yantong hesitated, but walked out of the crowd and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jieran said, "You don't have to line up to get on the carriage, Master Xiaohou sent a carriage to pick you up."

"Little Houye?" Wen Yantong was startled, and pulled out his ears, "Pick me?? Did I hear you right?"

Zhang Jieran nodded.

Before Wen Yantong was still shocked, he heard a riot. Then the four guards swept away the crowd and walked in front of Wen Yantong. The one at the head was the person who had been bought by her earlier with a cup of hot water and a few pieces of cakes.

He held a small gift to Wen Yantong and said, "Master Wen, my master said that your legs are inconvenient, so he sent a carriage to take you to Nian'an Temple."

This thing turned out to be true? !

Wen Yantong saw the people around her look the same, full of surprise, obviously no one would have thought that Master Xiaohou would make this.

Zhang Jieran said, "Hurry up, you can get to Nian'an Temple without waiting in line, and you can read a little longer after you fall down."

Wen Yantong secretly said, do you think I'm a madman just like you?

She asked the guard, "Can I take a friend with me?"

The guard replied politely, "This is natural."

Wen Yantong pulled Zhang Jieran into the carriage.

The carriage in the Hou Mansion is very different from the ordinary carriage. Even compared with Mu Yang's, the difference is very big. First of all, on the table in the center of the carriage, there is another bright and gilded big character: "pool".

Zhang Jieran didn't know that he had never been a royal carriage in his life. He was a little excited.

Wen Yantong asked, "How did you know that Master Xiaohou sent a carriage to pick me up?"

Because of Xu's excitement, Zhang Jieran spoke a lot faster and explained the matter roughly.

It probably means that Mu Yang went to Jiayitang to find Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin when the literature class was over yesterday. At that time, the two were sitting and chatting, and they were almost gone, so the studious Zhang Jieran naturally stayed a little longer.

Mu Yang said that when Yan Tong had a lame leg, it would be inconvenient to squeeze the carriage at that time, but Mu Yuan was tightly disciplined for him these days and couldn't separate the extra carriage to pick her up, so he wanted Chi Jingxi to find a way.

Cheng Xin also agreed, saying that Chi Jingxi had previously used Wen Yantong and Fu Zixian, and it was time for compensation.

So Chi Jingxi readily agreed.

Cheng Xin knew that Zhang Jieran had a good relationship with Wen Yantong, so he asked Zhang Jieran to convey it on that day.

So the carriage of the Hou Mansion came to the academy this morning. This is the ins and outs of the matter.

Wen Yantong's heart warmed after hearing this, but she didn't expect that Mu Yang would look at the big five and three thick, but his heart was rather thin. And it was so beautifully done, she almost kicked her to Chi Jingxi's thigh, and now she almost reached out and hugged her.

Zhang Jieran said, "Brother Wen, I have always wanted to ask about one thing, I hope I didn't offend it."

Wen Yantong smiled, "Brother Wen won't feel offended, just ask."

Zhang Jieran said, "Last year you always wanted to make friends with His Royal Highness Seven. There were always many people in the academy who said something unpleasant. This year you are so close to Xiaohouye and others, I'm afraid there will be people chewing right and wrong..."

Wen Yantong thought he felt that it was not good for him to treat the rich and powerful and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't expect Zhang Jieran to say the next thing.

"How did you deal with these discussions?"

Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, but he really didn't expect him to ask this. Zhang Jieran also seemed to feel embarrassed, his face flushed slightly. He loves blushing just like Fu Zixian, but he has a handsome appearance, fair skin, and redness is very obvious, just like drinking alcohol.

Seeing Wen Yantong didn't answer, he immediately flinched and waved his hand, "Forget it, don't you think I'm not asking, Brother Wen."

Wen Yantong realized that he might have encountered a similar problem, so he looked serious and said, "Brother Xian, listen to me."

Zhang Jieran looked at her seriously.

"Those who chew the roots of their tongues behind the back are all reincarnations of long-tongue women. Don't tolerate this kind of people when you see them. You must find a way to teach him a lesson so that he doesn't dare to talk nonsense." Wen Yantong said, "The most Fortunately, he didn't realize it, so he felt that it was God's punishment for chewing his tongue, so that he could relieve his anger."

Zhang Jieran was stunned, "That's not so good..."

"What's wrong?" Wen Yantong snorted, "I want to befriend Xiao Hou Ye. That's because I admire Xiao Hou Ye's literary and military talents. Isn't it normal for gentlemen to seek talents? Those who talk about me behind the scenes. , All eyes are sore."

Zhang Jieran nodded heavily, "It's reasonable. Hearing what Brother Wen said made me suddenly open up, thank you brother Wen!"

"I am also very happy to be able to relieve my worries for Brother Xian." Wen Yantong said, "If you don't call me Brother Wen, I will be even happier."

The two brothers came and talked about other things for a while. Wen Yantong became sleepy and even yawned a few times.

I got up early today, so I was too sleepy when I was shaking on the carriage at the moment. Zhang Jieran persuaded her to go to bed with a wink, and took out the book to read it by herself.

Wen Yantong slept on the soft fur and was only woken up in front of the temple.

The carriage sent by Chi Jingxi led Wen Yantong to the front of the academy team, and the guards helped pick up the parcels.

The specifications of Nian'an Temple are very large. There are 33 houses where gods are enshrined, and there are more than 100 monks' residences. There are not many vacancies. All of them have undergone four expansions. In addition to the small number of people here, there are not many monks in the temple.

After Wen Yantong and Zhang Jieran registered their names at the door, they were assigned a room card. There are many houses in this temple, but they still have to have a room for two.

The two were led by the little novice monk. After passing the three big arches, they turned to the left at the fork. The little novice said, "The one on the right is the place where the female benefactor of your hospital lives. The guard detained."

After walking through the chaoshou veranda, after passing a snow-covered forest, they arrived at the house where they lived. What catches the eye are two big clocks, each one person high. The bells are engraved with scriptures, but the bells on both sides fall on the ground, so they can't ring easily.

The clock is seated on either side of a flower-shaped stone gate. After passing through the stone gate, rows of houses can be seen. Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin are standing in the open space, looking up and watching Mu Yang climb up the wall.

The little novice monk hurriedly shouted, "Donor! Don't overturn the wall! Beware of injuries!"

The voice yelled all the people back. Mu Yang jumped off, patted the dust on his hands, and smiled, "You guys are here very quickly."

As soon as Zhang Jieran saw a few people, he whispered to the little novice monk with a little timidity, "Did you lead the wrong way? We shouldn't be here."

Wen Yantong said, "What's the matter?"

"This is a court of power, not for us to live in." He said.

Mu Yang walked over and said, "Yes, I deliberately greeted the people at the door and asked them to send Wen Yantong here. There are many rooms here anyway."

Wen Yantong's eyes narrowed with a smile, "I really didn't see that you are so loyal."

"Of course, I always talk about loyalty." He grabbed Wen Yantong's neck and said, "Come on, thank Brother Xi."

Wen Yantong was taken to Chi Jingxi, and when he looked at his handsome appearance, he smiled like Maitreya Buddha at the moment, "Little Hou, thank you for the carriage that you sent this morning. It really understands me. Trouble! I am so grateful to you, and I admire you so much, no one can find someone with a better heart than you in the college..."

This greasy speech caused Chi Jingxi's discomfort. He raised his hand and said, "Shut up."

Wen Yantong closed his mouth obediently.

Cheng Xin laughed for a while, and then said, "I didn't see that Wen Yantong was so glib."

Chi Jingxi snorted softly, "He has a sharp mouth."

Wen Yantong said, "I do this from my sincerity."

Mu Yang also nodded, "Indeed, Wen Yantong usually likes to praise people, and often praise me for shameless criticism, sand sculptures and the like."

Wen Yantong touched his nose with a guilty conscience.

Cheng Xin frowned suspiciously, "...is this a compliment?"

Mu Yang nodded very confidently, "Yes, Wen Yantong said that adding a word of praise means compliment, his hometown dialect, such as silly critics, stupid critics and the like."

Cheng Xin still has some doubts, as if he is reluctant to believe it.

But Yang returned, "We are all nasty critics."

Chi Jingxi said, "Don't let the three of us, just you, I can't bear such compliments."

He naturally did not believe that these words were praise. Chi Jingxi clearly remembered that when Wen Yantong ran out of the dining hall and bumped into him, he was still swearing, and the last sentence was "You are a big idiot."

Obviously it is a curse. But Mu Yang, who was standing next to Chi Jingxi at the time, had completely forgotten.

Chi Jingxi didn't bother to explain to Mu Yang, who had little brains, and saw that the guard was standing behind with the parcel in his arms, so he ordered, "Go to the house and put things away."

Wen Yantong said goodbye, and went back to the room with Zhang Jieran, and packed his own things. Seeing that it was still early, the little novice had no plans, so he wanted to eat something and sleep for a while.

After sleeping for a while, the people from the academy arrived one after another, and there was a lot of excitement outside the house. The little novice also knocked on her door, letting a person sleeping in the house and a reading person go to the temple and get familiar with the terrain.

Wen Yantong happened to have had enough sleep, wrapped in a cotton coat and went out, and went to a place with a lot of people with Zhang Jieran.

There is a large statue house in that place. There are seven sloping stone steps in front of the house on two sides. A large piece of land in the middle is a flat sloping surface with thick ice. Many people slid on it.

Wen Yantong saw Wu Yutian also standing in the crowd, talking to others. She suddenly had a plan to teach this little king a little lesson.

"Brother Zhang, do me a favor." Wen Yantong poked Zhang Jieran beside him.

She climbed the seven steps on her own and walked to the top of the slope in the middle. Her hometown is not in the south, it snows in winter, and then the road freezes, so she has to play around every year.

Wen Yantong knew what kind of posture was better to stabilize his figure, and after flexing his hands on it, he laughed grinningly when he watched Zhang Jieran call Wu Yutian to stand under the inclined ladder.

Grandson Wu, shovel you so that your parents don't even know you today!

With a stroke of her foot, she quickly stepped on the thick ice, slid down the inclined ladder, and straightened her left foot forward. Anyone who hits someone's foot at this speed will be shoveled down 100%, without exception.

Wen Yantong used this trick to shovel people in the past.

Who knew that when he was approaching, Wu Yutian didn't know who suddenly shouted and left. Wen Yantong was shocked, and it was impossible to stop. Zhang Jieran was too late to dodge, was hit on his toe, and then fell to the ground.

It was not over yet, Wen Yantong could not stop, and slid down the downhill, unable to maintain his posture in a panic. A butt pier fell to the ground, screaming in horror, "Get out! !"

The sound was drowned in the crowd. Chi Jingxi, who was passing by, heard the sound. After a few seconds, he saw Yantong sitting on the ground and rushing. Chi Jingxi could have dodged, but he didn't know what he was thinking about. He missed the time to dodge and was hit by Wen Yantong.

So Xiao Houye was also 100% smashed, without exception.

When she fell down, she was still pressing on Wen Yantong's body, knocking her head on her side, and knocking Wen Yantong's head to the ground with a crisp sound.

Wen Yantong had a black eye.

It's terrible!