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Before Wei Cong imprisoned the mountain behind the emperor's mausoleum, he was also a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses with a side hat.

I still remember those years when the mountains and flowers were blooming, and the boys and girls laughed and talked, or had a drink in an elegant gathering, or talked and laughed happily, showing their youthful spirit.

The night wind blew, making the curtains rustle.

Wei Cong leaned on the side of the table to sleep lightly, and gradually fell asleep. Today's dream is rare and colorful, and everything is vivid.

Looking at the contents of the dream, he vaguely remembered that this was Jinlin Academy.

His eyes fell on the water pavilion, seeing a group of teenagers in blue and white school uniforms talking and laughing together, the corners of their lips curled up involuntarily.

Wei Cong remembered, it turned out to be that day.

which day?

Naturally, it was the day when Mr. Xiao Lang, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, had both legs broken by his own mother.

Wei Cong couldn't help approaching, trying to hear more clearly.

At this time, a young man with a familiar face smiled and said, "Tsk—do you think that Minister of the Ministry of Industry is still Shi Yu's mother? She actually broke into the academy with such a thick stick and dragged her son out to beat him." Broken leg - oops, scared to death!"

The young man is also the son of an official in the court, and he sits at the same table with Shi Yu, the son of the minister of the Ministry of Industry.

When the minister of the Ministry of Industry rushed in and dragged his son out by his collar, he was terribly frightened.

"I don't know if it's my mother, but it's doubtful whether this Shi Yu is a parent or not." I saw another boy unfolding a folding fan in his hand. The face of the other boy was slightly round and immature. He is full of vigor, and he can't see the loneliness after many years, "Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry is a talented person, why did he give birth to a son so unbearable? In my opinion, that Shi Yu's two legs were broken by his mother. Now, there is no righteousness to kill the relatives and kill this son, it is also because of blood relationship."

Shi Yunai is the son of Bai Yuexia, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, and her husband Shi Zhong.

Because Shi Yu is the only male in the family, he is doted on by his father and grandma, acting arrogantly and domineeringly, often bullying ordinary students in the academy. Wei Cong is just the concubine son of the Taifu, so he was bullied by Shi Yu, and he harbored resentment in his heart.

Several teenagers became curious upon hearing this.

"Wei Cong, do you know the inside story of Shi Yu's beating?"

Everyone was very surprised that Shi Yu, the bully, would have his leg broken by his backer, which could be called the news of the year.

The wooden stick that Bai Yuexia, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, used to break her son's legs was as thick as a strong man's arm!

Why is the little overlord so arrogant and domineering? Isn't it because he has a mother who is the minister of the Ministry of Industry?

Shi Yu's father?

Hehe, the husband and wife reconciled eight hundred years ago, and Shi Yu's father, Shi Zhong, is even more useless.

"Naturally, I know something about the inside story. Shi Yu deserves what he deserves." The young man said, "Shi Yu is mediocre in appearance, talent, and talent. It is reasonable to say that he shouldn't be pleasing, but he can't stop him from growing up. Although There is a minister of the Ministry of Industry to correct and supervise, but Yan's mother is not good, Shi Yu was forced by his family to separate from his biological mother, and finally made a big mistake-it is better than him to give birth to a barbecued pork."

The young Wei Cong said again, "Two days ago, an official came to the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, saying that she had no way to teach her son, and that she condoned her son's forced prostitution, murder in the street, and dragged people to maimed people on horseback. The Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry went back to the house to investigate and prove the matter. It’s true, only when I was furious did I beat him with a stick.”

"How did you know this news?"

The young Wei Cong said, "The secret must not be leaked, there is always a way I know."

Seeing himself in the dream showing the childish and gloating smile unique to teenagers, Wei Cong's lips curled up with a touch of bitterness.

He remembered clearly that because of this incident, he was punished by his father when he was young.

His father heard that he was talking behind his back and criticizing others, and bluntly said that this was not done by a gentleman, so he punished him for copying books.

The young Wei Cong was in a period of rebellion, and his father's indiscriminate punishment made him very upset.

Where is he going to have trouble with Shi Yu?

It was clearly Shi Yu, the bully who bullied Wei Cong in private.

How to insult?

He scolded him face to face as the son of concubine Teng, saying that he was lowly and humble,

He is not qualified to chat with students with good backgrounds in the academy.

Not only humiliating his origin, humiliating his mother, but also humiliating his father who was attacked and defeated in the court several years ago.

Wei Cong was blocked by this bully in a remote corner of the academy more than once.

After suffering these grievances, he dared not tell his father. Although Shi Yu said it harshly, he was right in one point. His father was only the Taifu, and he was only the son of Teng's concubine. If his father seeks justice from the Minister of the Ministry of Industry for him, it will also implicate his father's bad career.

As the saying goes, things of a kind gather and people are divided into groups, the little overlord Shi Yu is a playboy, and his good friends are not good.

Wei Cong comes from a humble background but ranks among the best. He is often used by his husband as an example to attack these scumbags, which invisibly arouses a lot of hatred.

They knew that Wei Cong was easy to bully and had no backing, and they often embarrassed him when they teamed up, and the verbal humiliation was not light.

On a few occasions, conflicts occurred. Wei Cong was single and weak, and the opponent was many and powerful. He was punched a few times.

The place where they fought was very secretive, and they were careful in their actions, leaving no evidence at all. Wei Cong only had anger and hatred in his heart.

At this time, he couldn't help resenting his own background, but he had no choice but to swallow all kinds of bitter fruits.

He didn't dare to tell his father, for fear of embarrassing him.

Fortunately, there are still a few good friends of the same age, who have become his only channel to confide in.

These people of the same age are none other than the sons of the cousins ​​of his father's elder brother Wei Ying.

In terms of age, Wei Cong is similar to them.

In terms of seniority, Wei Cong is their cousin.

Thinking about it now, it was the care and persuasion of these "friends" that gradually alienated the young Wei Cong from his father. The young Wei Cong watched with cold eyes the images flashing by in the dream. The scenes that made him angry and resentful could not arouse any emotion at this moment.

The young Wei Cong saw his young self locked in the room and copied books twenty times!

Stubborn, he refused to admit his mistake to his father, persisted and refused to stop writing, copying from day to night, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

"Tsk, this temper is like mine, very stubborn."

The young Wei Cong shrank his pupils in shock, he saw the door was gently pushed open, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the room. There was a tall woman standing outside the door, time had not left many traces on her face, but her aura became more restrained with the accumulation of time.

"The minister is not good at teaching..."

The young Wei Cong saw his father, whom he hadn't seen for many years, in a green shirt and followed the woman into the house, and his words seemed to be emotional.

"Don't plead guilty at every turn. I see many people pleading guilty in the daytime. You also come here?" The woman said reproachful words, but her tone was very gentle. She bent down and hugged the young Wei Cong who was lying on the table. Get up, put it gently on the bed, and look at the boy's eyebrows lovingly, "After all, I'm still not dedicated enough to being a mother. I don't know that the students of the academy will do such bad things."

"Your Majesty has already said so, shouldn't I apologize with death?"

The man's eyes were full of apology and self-blame. For so many years, Wei Cong had been raised by him, but he didn't realize that the child had suffered so much grievance in Jinlin Academy. If it wasn't for a coincidence, he didn't know how long he would be concealed, and now he doesn't know how to make up for it if he wants to make up for it.

The woman said, "You and I are both at fault."

"It's not your Majesty's fault. Your Majesty has a lot to do every day. Government affairs alone take up eight or nine hours. How can you have the extra energy to focus on the children's affairs in the academy?" The man helped the young Wei Cong tuck the quilt, and said softly, " The matter of the Ministry of Industry..."

"Her son has made so many mistakes, it's a forgiveness not to take the life of that little beast." The woman sneered, "My son is also insulted by such a little beast at will? If Bai Yuexia doesn't interrupt him legs, I took a knife and chopped off his head!"

Bai Yuexia broke her son's legs with a stick in public. On the surface, she was punishing and admonishing her son, but in fact it was a woman's order.

For several days in a row, Shi Yu visited Bai Yuexia, and the woman also meant to deal with it more seriously.

As smart as Bai Yuexia, she naturally knew what to do.

Whether it is serious to have a pair of legs broken by the mother, or to be severed by the emperor's furious beheading, it is up to you to choose.

Although Bai Yuexia didn't know Wei Cong's background, she had followed His Majesty for many years and understood His Majesty's intentions - she was serious!

The man sighed softly, and tucked the young Wei Cong's loose hair behind his ears with his fingers.

The woman said, "It's time for Jinlin Academy to take a rest. If something like this happens again, I'll kill their parents."

It was originally a place for students to study, but Jinlin Academy has only been established for more than ten years, and such a bullying scandal broke out. It is so desperate to bully Wei Cong! When the woman said that she wanted to clean up Jinlin Academy, she would definitely clean up the academy from the bottom up.

"So, Ci will find an opportunity to have a good talk with Fushou, and let him know."

The woman nodded, "Yes."

The young Wei Cong looked at everything in the dream, his eyeballs were sore, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his face.

So it was—

When Wei Cong was young, he was bullied by his classmate bully, but after Bai Yuexia, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, broke Shi Yu's legs, those bastards came to their senses, and no one messed with Wei Cong again. At that time, Wei Cong naively thought that Bai Yuexia's actions had a deterrent effect, so it turns out...

It turns out that the truth is so!

His mother has so many things to do, and she still took time out of her busy schedule to vent out all this anger for him. My father also tried to talk to him to explain it away...

However, the young Wei Cong was self-willed and rebellious. He had long been seduced and bewitched by others, and he could not listen to his father's nagging and lessons.

If time could be turned back, he would never say those hurtful things to Sister A, and he would not be encouraged to hurt his parents.

Faintly, Wei Cong heard a familiar call from the sky.

Opening her eyes with difficulty, she found that Ning Wanyue was kneeling at the side, looking at him with concern.

"Wan Yue? What happened..."

Wei Cong heard that his voice was hoarse, and his face was wet.

"Lang Jun was just a nightmare?"

Ning Wanyue wiped away the tears on his face with a handkerchief.

Wei Cong leaned his head on her shoulder, and the candlelight elongated the shadow of the two cuddling together.

He said with a slightly choked voice, "Maybe it's not a nightmare, or it might be a sweet dream."

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