Immunity token
An hour later, the students finished submitting their paintings and returned to their seats, holding their breath and focusing their attention on the painting in Master Sun's hand.
The entire school was completely silent.
Wu Qi confidently handed over the painting, sitting upright with her head held high, waiting for Master Sun to review it on the spot. She looked extremely proud, as if Master Sun would praise her at any moment.
When Master Sun reviewed the paintings on the spot, he only decided who would be scolded based on the order in which they were submitted. Wu Qi submitted his painting earlier this time, so he would have to wait a shorter time to be scolded.
"Yi Shen, not bad." Master Sun stared at the painting Yi Shen submitted without looking up. After looking at it for a while, he casually put it aside. "You need to concentrate when painting. Don't let your eyes fight each other."
The others were puzzled, but Yi Shen said, "Yes."
While Master Sun was still cursing, Wu Qi glanced at Yi Shen. Just then, Yi Shen was looking at her, looking somewhat nervous and guilty, as if he had done something he couldn't let her find out.
This was the first time Wu Qi had ever seen such an expression on Yi Shen's face. She bent down slightly, using the height of the person in front of her to block Master Sun's view, and asked in a low voice, "Did you win?"
Yi Shen was stunned for a moment before replying, "We won."
"That's fine then," Wu Qi said with a smile.
Master Sun was still scolding people, and the student being scolded lowered his head and listened quietly.
"Your last painting could barely be called a painting, but this one can only be described as a few bad lines drawn on the best paper with the best ink."
"Redraw it!"
"yes."
The student who had been scolded breathed a sigh of relief, got up, put away his painting, and prepared to redraw it.
Wu Qi handed in the painting behind this person, and the painting in Master Sun's hand was the red plum blossom she had painted. She put away her previous casual sitting posture and waited quietly for praise.
“Wu Qi”.
Master Sun glanced at the painting, then put it aside and said, "Come to the inner chamber after class."
Attic?
The inner chamber was where all the teachers prepared their lessons and rested.
Was she kept after school? And even kept in the inner chamber?
She didn't hear the praise she wanted, and she couldn't leave after school. After saying "okay," Wu Qi began to think about whether she had done anything wrong these past few days.
He turned around and asked her, "What did you do wrong?"
Wu Qi shook his head and pouted helplessly.
What could she possibly have done wrong?
She just returned to Cizi Pavilion today, what could she possibly have done wrong?
Besides, Master Sun doesn't seem to hold grudges. It's not like he only remembered her falling asleep in his class eight hundred years ago and is now planning to punish her.
Wu Qi couldn't understand it. She lay on the table, bored, listening to Master Sun continue to scold her, and closed her eyes to rest until she heard him say, "The person who needs to redraw should hand it in to me tomorrow. The rest of you can leave school. Wu Qi, come with me." Only then did she open her eyes and follow Master Sun into the pavilion with a lifeless expression.
Wu Qi originally thought that many teachers would be gathered in one room, preparing lessons head to head and foot to foot, but he did not expect that it was one teacher in one room.
The room wasn't small, separated by a screen. The outer room had tables, chairs, and wooden cabinets, with books neatly stacked in the corner. The inner room contained a bed. Calming incense burned in Master Sun's room, and Wu Qi yawned as soon as he stepped inside.
Master Sun sat in his chair and pushed a token on the table toward Wu Qi. Seeing Wu Qi yawn, he said, "If you can eat and sleep well, how can you still get yourself into trouble?"
The cold, hard token, gleaming with silver light, was moved from an inconspicuous spot on the table to a place within Wu Qi's reach as Master Sun moved.
Wu Qi picked up the token and saw the three characters "Moonfall Camp" engraved on it.
This is the Moonfall Camp's token. With this token, she can come and go freely within the Moonfall Camp without hindrance. This token also means that she can research and develop the Flowing Spear, and can create the Flowing Spear Armor and Flowing Spear Wings without punishment.
As for the phrase "playing with fire" mentioned by Master Sun, Wu Qi also agreed with this statement.
“Perhaps it would be better for the halberds and bronze to remain on the battlefield than for people to die there.” Wu Qi put away the token. “If Bei Kun dies on the battlefield, we can still make more, but if people die on the battlefield, they can never come back to life.”
"So, aren't you afraid this fire will burn you to ashes?" Master Sun asked, frowning.
“Fear—no one is unafraid of death,” Wu Qi said. “But if I’m afraid, will it not come? If those who go to the battlefield are afraid, will they survive?”
"There's no such thing as a free lunch."
Master Sun sat in a chair, while many shamans stood on the low platform. He stared at the shamans without looking up, his eyes filled with vigilance.
“I’ll give you a quarter of an hour to consider. If you change your mind within that quarter of an hour and leave the token on the table, then it will be as if nothing ever happened. His Majesty will not blame you, and he will never force you to join the Moonfall Camp.”
How could the Emperor take back what he said? It was probably because Master Sun shielded her that the Emperor did not blame her.
Wu Qi sighed and said, "But I asked His Majesty for this job."
Master Sun was truly shocked. He thought that the Emperor had forced Wu Qi to enter the Moonfall Camp and was afraid that she would fall into a terrible predicament, so he stopped the token halfway and prevented the people sent by the Emperor from handing the token to Wu Qi in front of Quan Ci Zige. Who would have thought that she had asked for such a dangerous task herself.
After a long silence, Master Sun finally asked, "Have you thought it through?"
Wu Qi replied thoughtfully, "I've thought it through."
"What have you thought about? Since you know who the person who died in the peach blossom forest was, and you know that this matter has not been investigated and cannot be investigated, then you should continue to be a young lady from a noble family and stay away from trouble."
Master Sun was unusually angry. He coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice, "You're about to lose your life. What ideals are you pursuing? I'm afraid that before the war even arrives, your head will be chopped off by someone else without you even knowing it!"
After he finished speaking, he coughed a few more times.
Wu Qi hurriedly poured tea for him to help him catch his breath. Only after Master Sun's cough subsided did she dare to speak, but she didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that Master Sun would cough again.
"Whether it's right or wrong is entirely up to you." She chose her words carefully, lowering her voice. "Isn't this what you taught us?"
Master Sun only mentioned it briefly in class and didn't say much, but Wu Qi remembered it. It seems that this sentence is a microcosm of many people.
"You don't listen to what you should listen to, and you listen to what you shouldn't listen to." Master Sun rummaged through a pile of books on the table, found a gold token, and threw it to Wu Qi without any pity. "You just keep your head down and keep walking forward, and you don't even know to look for a protective talisman."
Wu Qi flipped open the token and saw that it was engraved with the character "免" (exempt). Upon seeing the character "免", she immediately placed the token on the table, as if it were some kind of hot iron plate that would burn her palm if she held it any longer.
That's a pardon from death.
It can spare the life of the person holding the token.
This is something for protection; Wu Qi dares not, cannot, accept it.
"You're quite something." Master Sun pushed the pardon forward again. "It was bestowed by the late emperor. This is the only one I have. Think it over before you use it."
It wasn't that Master Sun only had this one; rather, it was the only one of its kind in the world that granted him immunity from death, and it was in Master Sun's hands.
“I don’t want to,” Wu Qi said.
"Clear your head before you say that." Master Sun waved her away as if she were annoyed. "Take the token and leave quickly. Go home for dinner or join the Moonfall Camp, it's all fine."
Wu Qi said, "I really don't want to."
"You're really stupid, you won't even take something that's free." Master Sun was really annoyed with her. He put the pardon token in a book and shoved the book into Wu Qi's hand. "Hurry up and go, don't let anyone see it, or they'll all come looking for it and I won't have it anymore."
Wu Qi was completely pushed out by Master Sun. As soon as he turned around, the door slammed shut.
She stood outside, clutching the book, bewildered, as if someone's life had been taken from her.
The door suddenly opened again, and Master Sun said, "By the way, Yaoling, today's painting is quite good." After saying that, the door slammed shut again.
A voice came from inside the house: "Let's go quickly, don't keep Weichong and the others waiting."
Wu Qi stood there for a long time before turning around, bowing respectfully to the door, and then leaving.
She didn't even know whether joining the Moonfall Camp was the right or wrong decision.
Developing the Liuge (銏戈), creating the Liuge armor and Liuge wings has always been her dream. Whether from a righteous perspective or from a personal perspective, this is a good thing.
That's correct.
Can……
Why is everyone making concessions for her joining the Moonfall Camp?
If what she pursues requires the sacrifice and concession of others, is that the right thing to do?
Wu Qi suddenly found himself confused again.
Lin Kuo and Song Yinxing left first. Yi Shen stood at the entrance of Cizi Pavilion waiting for Wu Qi. Seeing that Wu Qi had no smile on his face, he did not ask any questions and stood there waiting for Wu Qi to come to his side.
The person she had been waiting for finally arrived, but she was not happy.
Wu Qi, holding the book, snuggled into Yi Shen's arms.
The embrace of someone you love is a sanctuary.
Yi Shen wasn't good at comforting people, nor did he want to use sweet words to mask Wu Qi's sadness.
If she was sad, he would stay with her.
Yi Shen patted her head and heard her say in a muffled voice, "Yi Shen, was I wrong?"
With just that one sentence, Yi Shen understood what was going on.
“Everyone in this world has someone they care about, and people always want to give those they care about something rare and precious. This is not the fault of the person they care about,” he said.
Just like him, he always wanted to give Wu Qi so much, sometimes even the rainbow that appeared after the rain.
He wanted to give it to Wu Qi, but he didn't want Wu Qi to feel uncomfortable or nervous after receiving it.
Those who truly care about Wu Qi should be like him.
“Take it, keep moving forward, and look back at them,” Yi Shen said. “This is the best we can do.”
As Wu Qi listened to Yi Shen's words while nestled in his arms, the weight in his heart seemed to lift a little, and he no longer felt as breathless as before.
The two hugged quietly for a while.
Wu Qi asked, "Hasn't Uncle Su come to pick us up yet?"
The carriage from the Yi family arrived rather late today. They've been waiting at the entrance of Cizi Pavilion for so long, but the carriage still hasn't come.
Yi Shen said, "It must be something urgent."
Yi Shen never harshly reprimanded the maids and servants in his household. If they did something wrong, he would always find out the reason and then deal with it accordingly.
A carriage approached from afar, but it wasn't from the Yi family; it was from the Lin family.
The carriage stopped beside Wu Qi and Yi Shen. Lin Kuo lifted the curtain and frowned, saying, "Uncle Su's elder brother is dead."
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