Arknights, are you a good person?

There is a house in the fully automatic capital, and Qi Yuan couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity on his face, and he insisted on taking a look.

The pomp is huge.

Qi Yuan originally thought it would be a luxurious large flat or something like that, but when he really got there, he was surprised to find that it was a spacious courtyard house with a square structure, where only Qi Yuan lived.

"good."

Qi Yuan suddenly couldn't walk anymore, and he looked around inside, not missing any detail.

There is even a dedicated sauna.

"The officialdom of Dayan is really full of extravagance."

Qi Yuan shook his head while unbuttoning his clothes. The big stone was extremely hot from the stove. He poured a bucket of water on it and steam rose. Just as he was about to take off his clothes to try, a desperate wail suddenly came from his sleeves:

"Put me down first!" Xi was frightened.

“……” Qi Yuan scratched his head silently.

I almost forgot about her.

There had never been a problem before. If there was something that Qi Yuan didn't want Xi to see, he would just throw her aside and Xi would never say anything.

Today was really awkward.

However, the two of them were quite familiar with each other, and the awkwardness soon passed. Xi also felt moderately curious about the sauna. Qi Yuan took the opportunity to persuade her to come out and line up. Xi drew a large indigo bath towel for herself, and didn't seem very happy either.

When other beauties come out of the bath, they are as natural as lotus flowers emerging from clear water without any decoration, but when Xi comes out of the bath, she wraps herself up in a ball with a large turquoise bath towel, looking like a giant rice dumpling.

Apart from the green bath towel, the only things exposed were two little feet with green manicures, cheeks flushed by the steam, and a pair of soft yet alert red pupils.

She squatted beside Qi Yuan like a fat caterpillar.

"This Old Seven is still as annoying as before. It would be best to ask him what his purpose is."

Xi said seriously, "Maybe he is waiting for you to ask questions so that he can bargain happily. Don't doubt it. Lao Qi is just that kind of person. No matter what, he always wants to barter. Apart from what he thinks is an equal exchange, Lao Qi will not establish any interpersonal relationships."

"Can you please show your mouth before you talk?" Qi Yuan wanted to peel the rice dumpling like peeling a rice dumpling, grab the ends of the rice dumpling leaves and pull them hard, and then all the soft, glutinous and white rice dumpling meat would be peeled out.

"I told the truth."

Xi squirmed and poked her head out from the huge bath towel. "Old Seven appeared next to you, he must want to buy something from you, be careful of forced buying, he is not your sister, he will not give you the wine gourd that can pull people into dreams just because he is happy with drinking!"

"If it's really a forced sale, then it's simple."

Qi Yuan shook his head and said.

After communicating with Xi for a while, it was already late at night. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Qi Yuan turned around abruptly.

"Is Mr. Qi Yuan at home?" Ji said calmly.

608: The traditional virtues of Da Yan

The words are divided into two parts.

An old scholar who was very particular about etiquette did not return to his mansion, but went back to the empty academy. In the scent of rosewood, he took off his outer robe, took off the tall crown left over from the ancient sages, and placed it on the high platform.

"teacher."

The old man performed the proper etiquette of a disciple, kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times to an even older man sitting cross-legged in the shadows.

"Does that strange disciple show any signs of restoring order?"

The old voice was like a blower stuck in his throat. The chief priest shook his head in frustration, filled with grief and indignation: "Not only are all his styles abnormal, he himself is an even bigger abnormality. The style of saints is gone, teacher... can we still go on?"

The outlier is naturally the Taifu, who stuffed civil engineering, agriculture, and even cooking courses into the Baizao Academy, causing the entire ritual system to collapse and music to fall apart. His apprentice is an even bigger outlier. When will the integrity of scholars stop being forced by the wind and frost?

"Da Yan's character is indestructible... cough cough cough."

The old man looked up. Although his eyes were cloudy and his skin was wrinkled, he looked noble. His white beard was well-maintained, without a single stray hair. It was a typical beard of a civil official.

"Back then, I was three years younger than him, barely a junior. The Grand Tutor was the brightest star in the academy at the time. Whether it was pure conversation or eight-legged essay, even the most profound scholars were no match for him. He has been in office for decades, and all he has done is to dig up the roots of the academy. It's simply... the rituals and music are in ruins, and the whole world is condemning it."

Taifu's race is Qilin, which is longer-lived than other races. His junior fellow apprentices have all grown old, but Taifu is still in good spirits. He was only forced to choose a successor a few months ago.

"Now his apprentice is the same."

“More unorthodox.”

When the chief priest thought of Qi Yuan, he was so angry that his beard was shaking. He shook his head and started to criticize him like rotten wood and mud.

"how come?"

The chief priest shook his head and said, "He called me an old bastard and cursed me to have no descendants and not have my name recorded in history books."

"..."

"Ugh."

The old chief priest frowned and sighed. He was not angry, but just felt sad. A young man like this who loved to scold the elderly would definitely be beaten to death with a ruler on the palm of his hand in the old academy. How could he be so disrespectful to his elders?

"The rituals and music are in ruins. It's really the rituals and music that are in ruins."

"If this continues for a few more generations, what will Da Yan become? Great scholars cannot be born, and even saints will be labeled as demons. If it were Taizu, how could it be like this now?"

Respect for academic freedom? Respect for other disciplines is precisely disrespect for the history of Baizao Academy.

This problem is urgent and must be resolved as soon as possible.

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For some reason, this branch of discipline, which has the most orderly inheritance and pays the most attention to ethical principles, order and hierarchy, has not compromised in the slightest on the issue of the giant beasts and is the most determined party to eliminate them. Regarding this point, the two generations of priests did not give it any thought and inherited it intact. They even tried to join the camp of the general not long ago.

Unfortunately, people looked down on him and thought that there was only one sour scholar giving orders that would undermine the morale of the army. They didn't even meet him. He waited in the reception room of the mansion for several hours. Then, with the dignity and pride of a scholar, he left in anger.

They got rid of Qi Yuan for the sake of the people of the world and for all the saints of ancient and modern times. They had to do this. In this sense, they were the ones who were sacrificed.

"I will bear the blame."

The teacher of Jijiu tried to stroke the white civil servant beard and couldn't help but sighed deeply.

"Teacher...it is because I am too incompetent that I have to make such sacrifices in my old age. I am ashamed of the saints of all ages for my lack of integrity in my old age. The one I feel the most sorry for is you, teacher."

It was as if they were moving forward with a heavy load, cheering each other on. What a harmonious scene.

What are the specific means of implementation for such a noble character?

The way Ji and Qi Yuan looked when they were eating hot pot was remembered by many people. They had thought a lot about it secretly and had many wild guesses, but there was no evidence.

"I will send scouts to the Qi family's residence and report any evidence to Your Majesty. If there is anything serious, I will risk my life to..."

"Don't act rashly."

The master of wine coughed and said, "I think that if we can get relevant evidence, we can have a good discussion with Master Xiao Qi in private. Young people are talented and should not be wasted."

Either they tell tales or they threaten.

It seems that they are not much better than the underworld in Longmen, with one high hat after another.

"Teacher, what you said is so profound. I hope Mr. Xiao Qi can turn back to the right path as soon as possible."

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"You came."

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"I don't know where this sentence came from. Seeing Sister Xi's current state, I can probably understand it. I will come back in three hours. I am very sorry for interrupting you presumptuously. Please continue with what you have not completed and don't mind this little episode."

"..."

Ji almost turned around and left. It was obvious that he seldom made such jokes. He usually dealt with things like business contracts. Qi Yuan quickly stepped forward and pulled him back.

"What on earth are you doing here?"

Xi clutched her quilt in fear: "Don't talk about that theory of buying and selling in front of me, it sounds infuriating. I'm telling you, Old Seven, my power is no longer what it used to be. I'm no longer the one you can bully at will."

She crawled behind Qi Yuan and gently grabbed the corner of Qi Yuan's clothes. Her so-called strength was no longer the same as before, and it must be the combined strength of two people.

A blood-boiling combination of skills!

"I would like to see Xi's new power, but now is obviously not the right time. Let's do it another day." Ji said calmly, "Looking at your current appearance, you are indeed completely different from before, much more lively, which is really gratifying."

"Just save your energy!"

Xi's clear refusal did not cause any abnormal fluctuation in Ji's expression, as if what he said was just a polite remark.

"No more gossip."

As if by magic, he pulled out a scarlet treasure box out of thin air: "I am here to make a deal with you on behalf of Da Yan. I guarantee with my hundred years of goodwill that it is absolutely worth the money."

"Oh?"

Qi Yuan put his hands behind his back and said, "Do you know how many eyes are staring at this place?"

"Aren't they all deceived by Xi Hua's illusion?"

Ji tilted his head: "It was the same on my way here. They ignored me. Since they have a trick to deceive people, they still emphasize that there are eyes around. Do they want to be seen on purpose?"

"Who wants me to be seen?" Qi Yuan asked back.

The two people smiled at each other, and Xi smelled an indescribable sense of tacit understanding, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"Seventh Brother, didn't you just say you would come back in three hours?"

"Ok?"

609: The family love of the Sui family is really amazing

Xi cannot avoid the feeling that people are staring at her. This is probably a kind of talent. Whenever other people's eyes fall on her, Xi will instinctively feel uncomfortable all over and a feeling of being pricked by needles will arise in her heart.

What's more, the person who was following her was so clumsy, his gaze was like that of a hungry vulture, but it added an aura of morality, making Xi feel doubly uncomfortable.

I was in a good mood, but it was all ruined.

Before Qi Yuan called her out for a sauna, she had already started writing, and the people following her could only see a quiet courtyard.

Unexpectedly, before they had chatted for a few words, Lao Qi also came running over.

I feel even worse.

Xi really didn't want to call this expressionless businessman "Third Brother", so he followed Qi Yuan's example and talked to Ji separately. He secretly felt that Old Seven who came to ruin his mood was actually the same type of people as the group of people who were following him.

"Is this your request, or yours?"

Ji said slowly: "If it's yours, Ximei, what are you willing to exchange with me in order to let me step back three hours?"

"How could you say such a thing?"

Xi's expression was obviously wrong. For the first time, she felt unexpected. She stared at Ji from head to toe as if she was observing a stranger.

"We're one of us, Old Seven." Qi Yuan tried to smooth things over. It seemed that Ji was not easygoing with everyone. When facing Xi, he started to make careful business calculations.

Results: "..."

After a moment of silence, he lowered his head slightly, frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Am I really not suitable for joking?"

"There is no point in making up for it after the fact."

Xi didn't believe a word she said and her expression was serious. If she wasn't hiding behind Qi Yuan, she would be confronting Ji face to face, very majestic.

For a long time, Xi found that her brothers and sisters were all thinking about how to deal with Sui who was about to wake up. She observed carefully for a long time and found that everyone was really powerful and all the ideas they came up with were things she would never think of.

All the brothers and sisters have hobbies that have nothing to do with power, except Xi, whose hobbies are closely related to power. If she dies, she will be the one whose hobbies disappear most completely.

So, Xi lay down.

While waiting to die, she fantasizes that things will eventually pass, and her brothers and sisters will live in the world she drew, leading a simple life that no one will ever remember.

Xi prepared such a gift for everyone.

Including that crazy and bad chess player, and Nian and Ji who copied Xi's paintings and resold fakes, she treated them all equally, quietly prepared gifts, and told no one.

So, when Ji suddenly asked her to exchange something of equivalent, Xi suddenly felt sad from nowhere, as if she had wanted to act coquettishly to her brother and talk about family relationships without leaving any trace, but in the end the other party wanted to talk about business.

Xi suddenly lost his defense and started swearing.

Ji lowered his head, listening carefully to his sister's flowery insults, nodding slightly from time to time, but most of the time he remained indifferent, with no change in expression throughout the whole process.

Like a piece of wood.

Ji: "Sorry, I remember everything."