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    date="2021-10-06"

    title="Chapter 93:"

    weight="139817"

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

    mode = "manual"

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    Fu Zixian was taken aback, and rushed up quickly. Seeing that Mu Yang was indeed dizzy, he immediately pinched the others, "Mu Xingyi, Mu Xingyi!"

    After shouting a few times without moving, Fu Zixian opened the curtains and shouted to the entourage outside, "Go home soon, Master Mu fainted!"

    As soon as the guard heard it, he hurriedly speeded up. Even Mu Yang said that he was going to buy cakes before, and rushed to the general's mansion.

    On the way, Fu Zixian kept trying to wake up Mu Yang, until he heard a slight snoring sound, Fu Zixian breathed a sigh of relief.

    He fell asleep.

    I thought it was hard work for many days, and was too excited for a while, so it became what it is now. But his breathing is steady, there should be nothing serious about it.

    After returning to the general's mansion, the guards helped Mu Yang into the mansion, and in exchange for the doctor's pulse, Fu Zixian quietly waited by the side.

    After the doctor saw it, he said that there was nothing serious, but that he was a little overworked, so just rest more.

    He also prescribed a calming medicine for Mu Yang to drink after he woke up.

    Fu Zixian sat down and sighed long when she saw Mu Yang's quiet sleeping face. Although he fell asleep, but the jade medal in his hand was still clutching, Fu Zixian took the jade medal off and stuffed it in his pocket. After sitting for a while, he was about to get up and leave.

    As soon as Fu Zixian was about to leave the General's Mansion, he ran into Mu Yuan, who was rushing home. Hearing that his son had fainted on the way, Mu Yuan immediately detoured from the road to the imperial palace.

    Fu Zi offered a stop-and-walk ceremony.

    Mu Yuan paused, "What happened to Yang Er?"

    Fu Zixian replied, "It's okay. The doctor said it was too tired. Now I have fallen asleep."

    Only then did Mu Yuan relax and cursed secretly, "This stinky boy..."

    Lifting his eyes to see Fu Zixian as if he was leaving, he said, "It's getting late, you might as well rest at the General's Mansion now and come back tomorrow."

    Fu Zixian refused, "After experiencing this in the mountains these days, I am afraid that my father is worried in the mansion, and the younger generation will go back and report to his father that he is safe."

    Mu Yuan waved his hand, "I asked someone to report to you at the Prime Minister's Mansion. You stay and sleep for one night."

    Fu Zixian refused to resign, so he reluctantly responded and rested at the General's Mansion that night.

    Mu Yang hadn't slept well for many days, but that night he slept extremely sweetly, and his saliva flowed down a pillow. The next day slept until the sun was high, and then slowly sat up from the bed.

    He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said dumbly, "Come on—"

    The entourage waiting outside the door immediately pushed in, "Master, do you want to get up and wash?"

    "Pour me a cup of tea." He touched his throat, only feeling extremely thirsty.

    The subordinate immediately poured water for him. Mu Yang even drank two cups before he felt his thirst quenched, and then subconsciously looked down at his hand.

    Empty hands, nothing.

    Mu Yang scratched the back of his head inexplicably, "Could it be a dream?"

    The next person is still waiting for instructions, "Master."

    Mu Yang asked, "How did I get back last night?"

    The servant said truthfully, "I heard that the young master fainted on the way back, and it was sent back by the sixth young master of the Fu family."

    Mu Yang instantly remembered what happened last night, then looked at his empty hands, and thought of the jade card presented by Fu Zi, immediately jumped off the bed and hurriedly put on his shoes.

    "Where is my father?" Mu Yang grabbed the next person and asked.

    "The general is eating." The next person replied.

    Mu Yang couldn't help but went to the dining hall. Before he even reached the door, he shouted in a bright voice, "Father! I'm going to the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

    As a result, he stepped into the door and saw that Fu Zixian was sitting with Mu Yuan for a meal. At this moment, he was looking at him with his chopsticks, smiling and saying, "Young Master Mu, do you feel better?"

    Mu Yuan snorted, "I have to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion when I get up early in the morning, why? My general mansion can't accommodate you anymore?"

    There were other brothers and sisters on the table who would not see each other on weekdays, and they were all looking at Mu Yang at the moment.

    Mu Yang smiled and said, "It turns out that Fu Zixian hasn't left. I'm looking for something to do with him."

    "I'll talk about anything after eating." Mu Yuan said.

    "That won't happen, this matter is very important." Mu Yang ignored the others, and changed a smile when he walked in. He was especially gentle with Fu Zixian, "Good brother, did you give me something last night? Why can't I find it when I wake up early in the morning?"

    Fu Zixian smiled, "I put the jade card in your pocket."

    Mu Yang immediately touched it, and he touched the jade card the size of a square palm. He happily took out a kiss, ran to Fu Zixian and hugged him, "You are so kind to me! You do this thing like this. Get it?!"

    Fu Zixian was hugged all at once, a little at a loss, still holding chopsticks in his hand, "This, this..."

    Seeing that Mu Yang was happy, Mu Yuan was happy in his heart, but he still said with a calm face, "Let the people go quickly."

    Mu Yang was happily forgetting about it at the moment, holding Fu Zixian for a few times before letting him go, "You eat first, and come to me when you finish eating."

    After turning his head and going out, Mu Yuan shouted, "Where are you going? Why don't you eat?!"

    Mu Yang didn't turn his head, "Father, eat first, I will eat later."

    At this time, he was so happy that he couldn't eat any more food. He turned his head back to wash up, and then began to imagine what weapons he wanted from the Guardian.

    What color, what appearance, what pattern engraved on it, and what effect it has, these can be designed by themselves, and then handed over to Wei Family, Wei Family will build a unique weapon based on these.

    The weapons of the Guardian family can never be found, but they are precious treasures that cannot be exchanged. The bergamot hand in Mu Yuan's hand is a long/spear that can not be bent and broken with iron and stone. It is from the family's self-defense family. Win the battle.

    It is Mu Yang's wish to obtain a guardian weapon since he was a child.

    I just didn't expect this wish to come true suddenly when was eighteen.

    Mu Yang was naturally so happy that he would laugh out loud in his dreams.

    While he was painting on the paper, Fu Zixian knocked in. Mu Yang hurriedly pulled him to the table, "Come on, you help me think about what pattern should I use on the bow..."

    Fu Zixian stood aside, listening to his non-stop chattering.

    But Fu Zixian still had to go home. After staying in the Mu's House for half a day, he finally left.

    Mu Yang reluctantly followed him through the door and watched him get into the carriage. After the carriage disappeared, he returned to the house in loss.

    Mu Yang has a lively nature and can't rest for a moment, so he likes playing with friends most. Chi Jingxi is in the Hou Mansion and Cheng Xin is in the imperial palace. It is not easy to see one side on weekdays, let alone stay overnight, and finally make friends like Fu Zixian, Mu Yang is very sticky.

    He couldn't help feeling lonely at home.

    After Fu Zixian returned to the mansion, he returned to the small courtyard where he lived. Who knew that Fu Sheng was waiting inside.

    Fu Zixian respectfully said, "Father, the son is back."

    Fu Sheng stood under the big tree in the yard and turned to look at him, "Are there any injuries?"

    Fu Zixian shook his head, "No, it's just that I've been trapped these days, I haven't practiced Kung Fu, and my physical stamina has fallen a bit."

    Fu Sheng said, "Slowly practice back in the future, it's not anxious. Did you go to Mu's Mansion this time to see General Mu?"

    Fu Zixian nodded, "I saw it."

    "If you have a chance in the future, you should go to the Mu Mansion more." Fu Sheng finished speaking, as if he was about to step away.

    Fu Zixian shouted and stopped his footsteps, "Father."

    Fu Sheng said, "What else?"

    "I just feel puzzled. My father is a civil servant, why did he let me practice martial arts since I was young?" Fu Zixian asked.

    Fu Sheng seemed to have thought of the answer to this question a long time ago. After listening to him, he sighed softly, "Wen, can govern the country but cannot save the country. When foreign enemies come, we are never the ones who lead troops to fight. People, I hope you can defend the country with swords and stand upright like General Mu."

    Fu Zixian paused, hesitated, and finally asked, "General Mu destroyed his father's right hand holding the sword back then. Has his father hated him?"

    Fu Sheng laughed and said, "Actually, his sword didn't pierce my shoulder blade. He was terribly scared at the time. He missed the stab and only suffered a traumatic injury. I have never used a sword. I used this ground to say that my right hand was seriously injured and I could not use the sword. What is hateful about me, but General Mu has been framed by me for all these years, and it is normal for him to have some resentment towards me."

    Fu Zi offered a clear nod, "Son understands."

    Fu Sheng looked at him with a smile, "Of all the children, you are the most transparent in your brain, and it will become an atmosphere in the future."

    Fu Zixian nodded. Father and son have been in this way for many years.

    When the door of the Fu family was closed, no one would know how many secrets were hidden inside. Everyone thought that Fu Zixian was a little bastard who didn’t care for his mother and his father didn’t love. Get superb martial arts and swordsmanship.

    Everyone didn't know that although Fu Sheng was a civil official who couldn't carry a sword, he actually wanted his child to be like Mu Yuan's general with Shao Jing Anping on his shoulders.

    The time flew quickly, and Jiang's remnant matter was quickly settled, and the waves were wiped out without turning over, and the people in Chaoge didn't know this happened.

    Wen Yantong drank the medicine to relieve the fever, and did not see Chi Jingxi the next morning, only heard that he had stayed in Wen's house all night.

    Later, learned that the emperor had summoned him into the palace early in the morning and was busy with things.

    I was busy for many days, and then went to Songhai Acade to start classes.

    On the day the class started, Wen Yantong got up early, neatly packed, and came to the gate of Songhai Academy in full vigor.

    Just like before going to school, if you take a long vacation, you will have an inexplicable expectation for going to school, even though Wen Yantong has passed the school days.

    Thinking of studying in the acade for another three months, you can get out of the acade, and feel inexplicably good.

    It was a happy start. Who knew that Wen Yantong’s carriage was smashed by someone when he arrived at the gate of the academy, and he turned over from the soft couch.

    She opened the curtain angrily and saw Mu Yang leaning out of the carriage. After seeing her, she was very happy and grinned, "Wen Yantong? So it's you!"

    Wen Yantong had a headache, "It turned out that your dog hit my carriage."

    The author has something to say: Wen Yantong: A new beginning, an old accident.

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