Ink Burns

Chapter 154: Inquire about information
The horse-faced skirt was wide and fluffy, hiding Shanyue's involuntary stagger very well.

"All good sons of good families..." The teaching nanny raised her voice to attract all eyes.

The main room had windows on all four sides, and bright spring light poured into the room, casting a layer of golden glow on the delicate features of the girls' cheeks.

"All the good girls have been selected to enter the palace. In the past two months, they have completed the study of the Four Books and Five Classics and are now learning the Eight Elegant Arts for Women. Today, we have invited Madam Liu, a third-rank imperial official, to come to the palace to teach her art. Madam Liu was well-known for her talent in Songjiang Prefecture and Suzhou Prefecture. Now that she has married into the capital, she has also made a name for herself with her painting skills. Even Mi Yao and everyone else are quite impressed."

It has been a custom since ancient times to praise the teacher before giving a lesson.

The teaching nanny praised Shanyue and then corrected the class rules: "Everyone needs to cheer up, be humble and cautious, and listen carefully!"

There were a few chuckles in the hall.

The teaching nanny looked up and said, "Laugh, laugh, laugh! Who is laughing?! What are you laughing at?!"

The hall suddenly became quiet.

The three or four good girls who were laughing and joking all looked towards the center of the second row.

Shan Yue also cast his gaze towards her accurately, raised his chin slightly, and looked at her calmly.

This teaching nanny's surname was Gao, and she was a seventh-rank official in the Six Departments, specializing in the discipline of good family girls. Because Emperor Zhaode did not like concubines of commoner origin, after the sixth year of Zhaode, no good family girls entered the palace. So Nanny Gao had been secretly seducing people in the palace for decades, and now she was called out to work. After being idle for a long time, she was very uncomfortable with the sudden work.

Therefore, Grandma Gao always followed the principle of "less trouble is worse than more trouble" and did not discipline this group of good family children. When she saw that things were quiet, Grandma Gao acted as if everything was fine, bowed to Shanyue, and prepared to leave.

"Please wait a moment." Shan Yue spoke in a normal voice, his eyes fell on the four empty seats, and he said casually: "Is there a good girl asking for leave today?"

Grandma Gao followed Shanyue's gaze and seemed to wake up from a dream: "Oh, you mean them?" Grandma Gao waved her hands repeatedly: "It's hard to say, it's unlucky, just teach well, teach well!"

He looked like he would never mention it.

Unlucky.
Only death can be called "unlucky".

Four seats.

There were exactly four people who were sent to the palace as good family girls through Liu Huan of Songjiang Prefecture.

Grandma Gao ran away very quickly - she couldn't get the truth out of this old woman, and if she rashly asked about Shui Guang, it might even arouse the suspicion of "Qing Feng".

Shan Yue took a deep breath, lowered his jaw and clenched his back teeth, trying to calm his mind. Then he slowly raised his eyes, and his gaze vaguely passed over the good family girl sitting in the center of the second row in the hall.

This is an acquaintance, Wen Qingwan.

After going through life and death situations, she has now shed the immaturity and recklessness she had in the corner tower of Fushou Mountain. She now looks at him with sharp eyes and a half-smile.

The good girls around her, in front, behind, and on both sides, all leaned close to her, either with their shoulders, arms, or backs, intentionally or unintentionally - this meant dependence.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Wherever there is a world of martial arts, there is the person at the center.

Wen Qingwan was ruthless enough to become the leader of this group of good family girls in just one month. Shanyue had a thousand thoughts in his mind, and in an instant, he quickly changed his original plan and distributed a piece of rice paper, a pen, and a bottle of ink to each good family girl: ". Try it out first - your hometown, houses, trees, streams, flowers, birds, fish and insects. Everything is fine."

Hearing that she had to paint again, Wen Qingwan curled the corners of her lips with a smile, grabbed the rice paper with one hand, picked up the brush and licked the ink to finish it in one go.

Hand in the paper in half an hour.

Four or five girls surrounded Wen Qingwan and walked forward.

Wen Qingwan's eyebrows were curved and her smile was strong.

Her face and makeup are much more delicate and brighter than those of Fu Shou Shan.

Wen Qingwan half leaned over and pushed the thin drawing paper in front of Shanyue's eyes: "Madam Liu, is this how you send us away? The Sixth Division invited you to teach art, but you were lazy in the first class - what's the point of asking us to draw? If each of us could draw vividly and exquisitely, what would we still need you for?"

Wen Qingwan did not hide her hostility: in the battle of Fushou Mountain, she was completely defeated by this stupid woman in front of her! Entering the palace is not bad, it is a road to success. As long as you are willing to make progress, being an empress is naturally honorable, but this road is too steep, too dangerous and full of unknowns. I am afraid that I will fight all the way up and end up losing everything with one careless move.

In comparison, Liu Shanyue's road was much brighter and easier. He could be granted a third-rank imperial decree, live in a huge house, and be married in a formal ceremony. His future was at his feet, and he didn't need to risk his life at all! Moreover, after arriving in Beijing, he heard that the rumored censor who was hated by everyone was actually handsome and graceful.
She lost unfairly!
She must make a name for herself in this world and give these short-sighted people a slap in the face!
Shan Yue did not raise his head, his eyes stayed on Wen Qingwan's painting. The painting was in ink and wash, with too many distracting thoughts in his mind and he had not practiced much, so it was far from the painting of Fu Shoushan.

The flowers and birds that he had previously painted were meticulously done with skill. Although they were somewhat mechanical, one could also detect a certain spiritual quality in them.

Now his skills are rudimentary and he has lost all his talent. In just a few months, he has become completely useless.

Shan Yue looked calm and said in a deep voice: "How can it be useless?"

"Since ancient times, one's character can be seen from his writing. The girl's writing is cruel, and her words are full of hatred, regret, unwillingness and recklessness. It is too risky to put such a person in the six departments of the imperial city. I am afraid that she will cause unrest in the palace."

Shan Yue raised her head and looked at the aggressive Wen Qingwan calmly: "After the class, I will report back to the Sixth Department and suggest that the girl be temporarily placed in the painting academy to cultivate her character and smooth out her edges before making any plans."

The life in the Painting Academy was poor. Compared with the six departments and twenty-four institutes, there was almost no chance for them to enter the inner palace to meet the emperor!
This stupid woman, not only did she rob her of her future, she also wanted to completely ruin her!
Wen Qingwan said in a sharp voice: "Don't talk nonsense! It's just a painting, what right do you have to judge me!"

"Cai Yong of the Eastern Han Dynasty could tell murderous intent by listening to the sound of the zither, so why can't we use the tip of a painting to see into people's hearts?" Shan Yue smiled and said, "Since the Six Departments have invited me to come and teach you good boys, I have assumed the title of 'teacher'. As a teacher, I should be able to make judgments on my students."

Wen Qingwan's eyes widened: "You, you, you are just seeking revenge for your personal grudge and making up stories!"

Shan Yue had a smile on her face the whole time: "Words are not enough? Those four good girls who asked for a divorce, weren't they the ones who caused the trouble, young lady?"

Wen Qingwan blurted out: "They just had bad luck and got infected with the epidemic. What does it have to do with me?"

Finally got the answer.

Shanyue's heart seemed to be tightened by a huge force and he couldn't breathe for a moment!

Epidemic?

The epidemic in Songjiang Prefecture! ?

Last winter, Songjiang Prefecture and neighboring prefectures suffered from an epidemic. It was because Cheng Xingyu stepped forward and the weather warmed up that the epidemic subsided.

However, this year, during the transition from winter to spring, there was still heavy snow and severe cold in the north. Since she got married in Songjiang Prefecture, she heard that the epidemic had not disappeared, but had spread all the way north.
Shui Guang, Shui Guang is infected with the disease!