Looking at the calmness of the young man in front of him, the prefect realized that he was the master of Chang's mansion: "Young Master Lin, I hope you can see your identity clearly. It's not your turn to speak here."

Chang Yue also turned his face slightly and nodded thanking, "Lin Mu, you don't have to interfere in this matter. Forget it, you can go."

"Count it? How can I count it?" Ling Jue suddenly smiled: "I asked Axiang to do this. If not, how could Yang Youlin's plan fail?"

Chang Yue frowned and looked at Ling Jue. He couldn't believe how could Lin Mu take the blame for him? Why did he?

However, Chang Yue opened his skinny lips and said nothing. He neither defended Ling Jue nor admitted his desperate statement.

"Hu, Hu Wu." The prefect had a headache. He clenched his fists with his hands and beat Nao Ren a few times before looking at the two people in front of him: "Do you know who Yang Youlin is? If you offend him, you can't take it and take it."

Since ancient times, how can such a reason be made? Chang Yue couldn't help but debate with the prefect: "As the saying goes, 'The people do not fight against the rich, and the rich do not fight against the officials', why should the principle of Luoting be reversed?"

"Chang Yue, you are really stupid in your studies." The prefect was unwilling to bother you and took a deep breath: "Before the matter was not getting worse, you go with me to the Yang family to apologize."

"I did something wrong, even if I sacrificed my life, I will apologize." Chang Yue was hesitant to continue kneeling down, but when he heard such a ridiculous word, he directly replied: "But if I did not do anything wrong, Dad, you even use a knife to hold my neck, I will not say any word."

This was the first time Chang Yue openly confronted him. He turned around angrily and was about to leave, regardless of the throne of the prefect behind him: "Chang Yue, stop for me!"

Since Chang Yue has gone away, Ling Jue has no reason to be controlled by others. He bent his lips casually and smiled: "Grandpa, say goodbye."

"Linmu, you instigate my son." The prefect cursing voice gradually became unable to hear clearly because of the distance.

But even Ling Jue could imagine that even though he covered his ears, he wanted to drive him out of Chang'an Mansion. However, this made him secretly match his own wishes.

"Chang Yue, stop." There was a slightly thin figure in front of him. Although his clothes were not made of luxurious fabrics, they were enough to distinguish them from those of his servants.

"Lin Mu, I can't keep you anymore." Chang Yue seemed very guilty, and he wanted to bury his face in the ground: "Actually, you can stay out of the matter, why bother to get into this muddy water."

Yue'er had said before that his skills were unmatched by his mouth, and Ling Jue was unwilling to admit it at that time. But now it seems that he had deceived the father and son, but he still had to quietly act like a good person.

He was extremely reluctant, and perhaps withdrawing from his body was also a way to relieve his guilt: "I was too troubled to stay in the house as a guest, not to mention that the salary of the king is to bear the worries of the king. Don't say so much, I'll give you medicine."

This prefect was cruel enough. Ling Jue had just thought he was just a deterrent. But when Chang Yue took off his clothes and saw the tragic trajectory on his back, which was crisscrossing and blood-stained, Ling Jue couldn't bear to look at him.

"Hold on it." Ling Jue carefully applied medicine for him, but his thoughts couldn't help but return to the scene where the prefect used the family law at that time.

Although Chang Yue is a scholar who only reads the books of sages and turns a deaf ear to the things outside the window, there is a saying that he obviously sees it thoroughly than anyone else.

That is, since ancient times, he has been rich and has not fought with officials. What's more, Chang Yue's father is not an ordinary official of the size of a sesame, and he is a dignified prefect. How could he look at the Yang family everywhere and would rather let his son suffer such a ruthless injustice?

"I'm also surprised." Chang Yue said, his eyes straightened and stared at a certain corner and became stunned.

Ling Jue did not ask what he was confused about. He even felt that it was too much to deceive such a scholar who was ignorant of the world.

But it seems that Chang Yue can always tell himself every time: "When I was wronged by Yang Youlin in Yunju Academy, my father refused to stand up and talk to me. Do you know?"

When Chang Yue mentioned the old story, tears were in his eyes, and his voice sounded not right: "Later, Xing Zhiminglang helped me clear my grievances, but my father scolded me, saying that I was useless. He even said that he could not stay in Yunju Academy and just found another academy."

Ling Jue never took the initiative to inquire about the matter in Yunju Academy. He vaguely felt that even Chang Yue could tell the matter roughly in a few simple words.

But if someone who can keep him thinking about everything in the book for so long, the pain must not be easily understood by outsiders.

When Ling Jue heard his story at this time, he finally understood. It turned out that it was not just the slander from his classmates that it was hard to satisfy him, but Chang Yue's biological father actually helped outsiders to bully him. If it were anyone, Chang Yue might not have handled it well.

If you were to enter Chang'an by chance, then you would have thoughtfully investigated later. If you said that the many suspicions about the prefect Chang were just to confirm some guesses, then everything is abnormal now that it is to push the matter to the point where it is revealed.

Ling Jue stood up and said, "Chang Yue, I can't tell you some things yet."

He has been hiding, hiding many things, hiding his intentions, hiding his identity. Even now, he is still hiding it.

However, to say this, Ling Jue felt that he had all gathered up the courage. You should know that sometimes acknowledging the truth will make the other party feel disappointed and sad.

But facts are facts. No matter how perfect the hypothesis is, there must be a day when it is revealed.

Chang Yue nodded, and the indifferent expression on his face was not disguised. He had known Ling Jue's concealment long ago: "Actually, Lin Mu is your pseudonym, right?"

This time, Ling Jue was finally dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this nerd who looked stupid could see so much. He didn't expect that Chang Yue would be so straightforward.

But, not only that, Ling Jue's throat rolled a few times before he slowly vomited out: "More than that, maybe one day you will understand. But this day must not be far away."

He opened the door and faced the faint sunset in the sky, feeling relieved: "I remember you said something very well just now."

"What?" Chang Yue couldn't figure out so much, and raised his pale little face with difficulty.

"If you do something wrong, you have to apologize. Then you must atone for your sins." Ling Jue paused: "If one day... I hope you can still be the Chang Yue who has righteousness in your heart. Just Chang Yue."

Lin Mu's figure finally disappeared by the door. But what he said kept repeating in Chang Yue's mind.

Dad, what are you doing?
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