Generally speaking, as soon as the Academy’s Snow Sweeping Festival arrives, it means that it is about to take annual leave.

The class time of Chaoge's academy is somewhat different from that in other places, because there will be exams around February in spring, and students from all directions will go to Beijing to take the exam. During that time, there will be a lot of people in Chaoge and it will be very mixed.

For the safety of those young men, Yue Chaoge's academy will be on holiday when taking the exam.

Wen Yantong is looking forward to taking annual leave because she wants to go back to see the cannon fodder’s parents.

When I entered Songhai Academy to register the information, the cannon fodder was careful and wrote the address of the name of the relative from afar in the Wen family. There was only an old woman who was not very clear in her mind. Whenever someone asked her, she would answer yes.

The old woman's son died early, and the daughter-in-law ran away secretly, leaving behind a son who was raised by the old woman, who was exactly the same age as the cannon fodder. However, her grandson did not learn well, and when she grew up, she ran out and never came back.

When the people from Songhai Academy checked the information at the address, everyone thought that the old woman's grandson was not dead, but had joined Chaoge's powerful people and went to the academy to study. So in this confused situation, the information of the cannon fodder was safely passed.

The little cannon fodder returned home during his vacation last year, but he did not dare to say that he was disguised as a man and was dressed in the academy. Instead, he said that he was studying embroidery in Chaoge's embroidery workshop. Wen Qin agreed to let her come to Chaoge.

Of course, the most important thing now is that Wen Yantong doesn’t know where the cannon fodder’s home is. She only knows that she is in Chang'an, but she doesn’t know any specific address. So even if she wants to send the letter to her home, she doesn’t know where to send the letter to her.

Fortunately, the Wen family is a famous wealthy businessman in Chang'an City. If he really travels through mountains and rivers to Chang'an City, then it would not be particularly difficult to find the Wen family.

The academy has been immersed in the atmosphere of the Snow Sweeping Festival for several consecutive days. Wen Yantong feels 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 energy in everything they do.

Perhaps it was because Chi Jingxi was not angry when she lived here a few days ago, and he did not order anyone to drive Wen Yantong away after he left. So in this way, Wen Yantong became the person who the little marquis himself agreed to live in that bedroom.

After Wu Yutian sued the lawsuit, he went back to sleep happily, and waited for the news that Wen Yantong was thrown into the snow by the little marquis, but he didn't wait for anything. After hearing that Chi Jingxi agreed to Wen Yantong live in the house, Wu Yutian was angry and sore, and was so annoyed that he wanted to sit in the snow and cry.

Of course he had no idea at all, and Wen Yantong had already started to think about how to design him.

That night, after Wen Yantong returned to the bedroom, she soaked her feet next to the stove. It was just when she was so comfortable that she caught a glimpse of the erhu hanging on the wall, and then she remembered that this piano had not touched for some days.

Since Fu Tanghuan sent the new qin, Wen Yantong has been using the new Xi Qin as a pastime. She disliked the black erhu herself, so she never touched it.

But at least she bought it for money and it was not cheap. She couldn't bear to see the piano covered with dust. After soaking her feet, she took it off.

In the past, my family was poor, and Wen Yantong only had one handful of the old piano I used by the second uncle, but she still cherished it and wiped it every day. Now she has money in her hand, but she is not as diligent as before.

Wen Yantong sat on the chair with Qin in her arms and sighed, "Wealth makes people degenerate..."

She wiped the piano with a piece of silk cloth, wiped the dust off the piano, and picked up the bow on her whim, trying to pull a piece or two.

But I knew that the bow of the piano hit the string, and before I could use any force, the string broke with a clang, and pulled her finger and a slight pain came.

Wen Yantong was startled, "Have you not touched you for more than half a month, and you are making trouble with me?"

There are two strings in total, and one broken.

She put down the bow and looked carefully and found that the strings were broken from the middle part, neither at both ends nor at the place where she lay the bow. She vaguely felt something strange.

After a closer look, I found that there were signs of wear on the strings, as if someone had sharpened them with a blunt knife.

Someone deliberately made tricks on the strings.

Wen Yantong instantly thought that before Qi Xuesheng came to the stage that day, Fu Shi had come to talk to her. At that time, she felt it was inexplicable, but now she realized that Fu Shi was probably secretly advising her to take the old piano.

Because she knew that the strings of the old piano were tampered with, or rather, her own hands!

Fu Shi wanted her to make a fool of herself in the performance and then could not participate in the performance. However, this femto-scorpion woman did not expect that Fu Tanghuan would give her a new piano before the performance.

Wen Yantong also took the new piano to the stage because she was fed up with the old and fed up, so Fu Shi's plan failed quietly. Later, because Wen Yantong did not touch the old piano during this period, she never knew that Fu Shi had framed her like this.

It turns out that she is a vengeful and cruel woman. She has such bad intentions at such age. Besides, she has no obvious grudge against her. She was just trampled on her once and then she actually plotted against her.

Wen Yantong was angry while sitting, and thought to herself that she had to find an opportunity to teach Fu Shi a lesson. She couldn't swallow this tone.

So when he went to class the next day, his face was extremely smelly. Even Mu Yang, who liked to annoy her on weekdays, did not dare to get disgusted when he saw that her face was not good-looking.

During the break, Mu Yang turned to the two and said, "Three days later it will be the Snow Sweeping Festival. Brother Xi and his team have finished drawing and will soon come to us."

Wen Yantong was attracted by the attention and stopped angry for the time being. She asked curiously, "Which temple did the little marquis and the others win?"

Mu Yang Dao, “Brother Xi and Brother Qianyuan both Nian'an Temple.”

Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that Qianyuan in his mouth was Cheng Xin's name. Cheng Xin turned 18 in February this year and had the name. In ancient times, no names were called among his peers.

In fact, a true ancient man could only be 20 years old, but the setting of this book was eighteen years old.

Wen Yantong had known that these two people would be beaten Nian'an Temple for a long time, so she was not surprised. She just sighed, "The little marquis and the fifth prince are also a little unlucky."

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

Wen Yantong said, "Even the smallest temple, it will not be allowed to squeeze into a room with the little marquis and the fifth prince."

Even if four or five others sleep in one room, Chi Jingxi and the others will still be single. This is the power of the powerful.

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

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

"Isn't it okay if you can't choose to think about it?" Mu Yang said, "There will always be 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 the smallest one. The most common people like to go there, and they all think that the temple is a small gathering of blessings.

Fu Zixian said, "I really want to go to Shouye Temple to see it."

Shouye Temple is the most popular temple among these four. Rich people from all over the world like to add incense to Shouye Temple. Moreover, the emperor's sacrificial sacrifices once every three years will 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 get the place you want to go, we will find someone to change it."

"Can this be replaced?" Fu Zixian hesitated, "Didn't you say that you will record your name on the spot?"

"Is it okay to change before they record?" Mu Yang said disgusted, "It's so stupid."

Wen Yantong was secretly shocked. Do you still feel embarrassed to dislike others being stupid? Look at you so stupid.

As soon as the three of them finished their discussion, officials from the Ministry of Rites came during class, with a total of four people.

The two of them held wooden boxes, and the two of them held pens, and recorded while drawing lots, almost no time to exchange them.

Wen Yantong and the other two were sitting in the corner. When they were waiting for the wooden box to come over, the people in the school recorded it almost and kept buzzing.

Mu Yang drew and drew Nian'an Temple.

Wen Yantong laughed behind her. This is the inevitable result. Brother, please go with peace of mind.

When she reached in, she was also confused. The book only wrote the lottery results for the main characters. As a supporting member in the book, she really didn't know what her result was.

Pulling out the paper and unfolding it, Mu Yang and Fu Zixian's heads came over at the same time, blocking the eyes of the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The paper reads: Ciju Temple.

The only temple among the four temples that needs to be climbed. Wen Yantong exclaimed, "I'm so unlucky!"

Mu Yang felt that it was not good at seeing it. Before the people of the Ministry of Rites saw it, he snatched the paper and kneaded it into a ball and threw it back into the box.

The official of the Ministry of Rites was a young man. He had encountered this situation for the first time and glared at him, "You!"

The person who recorded behind him pulled him, clicked Mu Yang's name in the notebook, and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Mu Yang also explained with great confidence, "My friend is a cripple and can't climb mountains, so let's change the land."

Wen Yantong was unhappy, "I'm just lame for the time being, okay? And I'm almost ready! Now it doesn't hurt when I run and jump, and I don't feel lame when I walk!"

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

Wen Yantong didn’t believe it, “You are so lucky, please get Nian'an Temple? You can start, I will get it myself!”

Mu Yang Buyi insisted on sucking for her, and two more sucking, saying, "I just happened to draw Fu Zixian's ones together."

He spread the two notes, both of which were Nian'an Temple.

That's natural. No matter how many Mu Yang smokes, he will be Nian'an Temple.

Fu Zixian's face turned pale, and he shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I want to suck it myself."

Mu Yang said, "Look at how good I am. How can you draw Nian'an Temple by yourself? That's it!"

He commanded the officials of the Ministry of Rites and "remember it quickly."

"No! Nian'an Temple, Nian'an Temple..." Fu Zixian didn't know what he wanted to say, so he forced his face to turn red and 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 of Nian'an Temple being haunted, so he walked behind him and Wen Yantong, held their shoulders, and sweared, "The ghosts dare not knock on our door!"

Wen Yantong shook his shoulder and shook his hand off, "Go aside, I'll make a fool of myself."

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

The Snow Purge Festival lasts for three days, and the Masters also have to go with them, so at that time, except for some servants, Songhai Academy will basically be empty.

Wen Yantong went back and cleaned up briefly. The most common ones in the package were cotton coats and various cotton coats. Finally, she thought about it and it was not enough to keep warm. She brought a knife and a few new fire folds.

Fortunately, I have stopped taking medicine recently, so I don’t have to go out with a bunch of herbs.

Wen Yantong once realized the feeling of the students going out for an outing together. The one I went to in high school was full-time closed school, and when I was working hard, I didn’t give double breaks for a month. The physical education teacher also took sick leave all year round and had no chance to do these activities.

After she happily sorted out all the things, she waited for the arrival of the Snow Sweeping Festival.

The Snow Sweeping Festival is a three-day holiday that goes out early in the morning on the 10th day of the 13th day, and comes back in the evening on the 13th day. The holiday will be held on the 16th day of the first lunar month after the 16th month of the Chinese New Year, and the holiday will not take place until the first day of the second month.

This is true for all the academies in Chaoge. The emperor who set this holiday date was to hope that famous wealthy businessmen or officials from all over the country would come to Chaoge for the New Year, and to make the capital of Shaojing lively.

Later, the holiday date was not changed, so some students in the academy who lived far away either stayed in Chaoge for the New Year or asked their parents to come to Chaoge for the New Year.

I have to say that this idea is quite a bit damn.

Early in the morning of the 10th, carriages were parked after carriages on the main road at the entrance of the academy. Many guards stood to maintain order, and people in the academy lined up to get on the carriages.

This is the carriage packaged by Songhai Academy from the carriage shop, and each carriage can be seated at most eight people.

Like Chi Jingxi Muyang, they set out directly from their homes and then they could meet them on the road to Nian'an Temple after leaving the city gate. But it depends on fate.

While Wen Yantong was queuing, Zhang Jieran suddenly appeared from the side, patted her on the shoulder, and signaled her to go out.
To be continued...