Jiang Suzhou didn't expect him to be so direct and was momentarily stunned.
He paused for a moment, then smiled at the student in front of him and said gently, "I think I saw you a few days ago. You're not a student of our class, right?"
Huo Wujiu thought to himself, Damn, he actually remembers me.
This shouldn't be a rare occurrence for Huo Wujiu. After all, no matter if it was in the country or abroad, there were many people who tried to hit on him, let alone this kind of low-level "I've seen you before."
But this person was different.
Huo Wujiu couldn't tell what was different about him, but his heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.
When Huo Wujiu heard him say this, he was extremely nervous and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He paused for a moment, then replied, "Oh, I see."
"Is there something you need?" Jiang Suzhou asked again patiently.
Of course there was nothing. Huo Wujiu didn't even know why he came here to listen to the class today, so of course he didn't know why he came to the podium.
Could it be because there were too many people surrounding him?
Huo Wujiu paused for a moment, then finally forced out a sentence with a dry voice.
"Nothing, I just came to listen to your class and felt that it was quite interesting," he said.
"Is that so?" Jiang Suizhou's eyes curved into crescents as he smiled. "That's very good."
Huo Wujiu looked into those smiling eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
Subconsciously, this smile seemed to be very familiar, and it was the kind of familiarity that belonged to him. This kind of feeling was extremely domineering, like the extremely serious symptoms of love at first sight.
Huo Wujiu was at a loss for what to do, so he reluctantly found an excuse.
"But there's something I don't quite understand," he said.
"Go ahead," Jiang Suzhou nodded.
Huo Wujiu randomly picked a key point that he had just heard and asked, "How could that Huo Wujiu in history allow the throne to fall into the hands of Prince Jing?"
Jiang Suzhou nodded, indicating that he had heard. He then smiled faintly and said, "About that. It was also mentioned in the class just now. The most important thing was that Emperor Zhaoyuan had a clear edict to pass the throne to Prince Jing of Nanjing. According to this edict, as well as Huo Wujiu's words and deeds after the edict was made public, many historians have speculated that Huo Wujiu knew of Emperor Zhaoyuan's decision in advance. "
These were all things that he had said in class. Now that he was repeating them, he was not impatient at all. Instead, he was very calm and gentle.
Huo Wujiu, Huo Wujiu, Huo Wujiu, and Huo Wujiu, of course.
He held his breath and listened carefully. It wasn't that he was interested in that part of history, but that he subconsciously tried to find even the slightest topic from what Huo Wujiu was saying. He wanted to say a few more words to Huo Wujiu.
"But weren't they originally enemies?" Huo Wujiu asked.
"That's why scholars have been researching the history of Huo Wujiu during the time he was captured," Jiang Suzhou said.
When it came to this topic, it was easy for him to become especially focused. The more he spoke, the more engrossed he became.
He couldn't help but smile a little as he slowly said, "If Huo Wujiu and Prince Jing were completely enemies during the time they were in Nanjing, then even if they didn't kill each other, they would still be on guard against each other. This kind of vigilance would certainly be reflected in the historical facts, but there's not a single mention of this in any of the historical materials. Moreover, when Huo Wujiu was in Nanjing, he was able to find reinforcements in such a short amount of time, so it probably wasn't the work of one person. That's why there are many historians who speculate that when Huo Wujiu was captured, he had already joined forces with Prince Jing to achieve the unification of the north and south. "
Speaking up to this point, he smiled.
"After all, we're not ancient people. All of the evidence is left behind by history. That's why these thoughts are nothing more than guesses. These guesses need to be verified with historical materials. "Speaking up to this point, he seemed to have thought of something and smiled faintly. "Of course, these words can't be randomly guessed. For example, some of my students read unofficial histories and believed that Huo Wujiu was married to Prince Jing as a concubine when he was captured in Nanjing. This kind of speculation shouldn't be made. "
"... Concubine?" Huo Wujiu was stunned.
He didn't know why, but this word seemed to have some kind of magical power, exploding in his ears. It was as if a large chunk of memories had been blocked in his mind, causing this word to shake and almost burst out in an instant.
This kind of impact made Huo Wujiu feel a little dizzy, and his ears buzzed a little.
Jiang Suizhou didn't seem to notice at all and smiled faintly. "That's right. However, we can't say that what he did was completely wrong. We can only say that he wasn't strict enough and shouldn't have advocated it. "
Huo Wujiu raised his hand and pressed his temples, but it didn't help.
"Of course, you're not a student of history, so it's best to focus on your interests when you study history. There's no need to be so strict and limit your interests," Jiang Suizhou continued.
After he finished speaking, he looked at the student in front of him and noticed something strange.
"Student?" He hurriedly walked around the podium and in front of Huo Wujiu. "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
Huo Wujiu pressed one hand to his forehead, hung his head, and shook it.
"Are you dizzy?" Jiang Suizhou saw this and hurriedly supported him with one hand. "Are you very dizzy? Do you need me to send you to the infirmary? "
Huo Wujiu shook his head, gritted his teeth, and picked up his school bag with one hand. He turned his head and strode out.
Jiang Suizhou's things were still scattered on the table, so he couldn't catch up with him for a while. He could only watch as the student walked out.
… He walked quite steadily, so he should be fine, right?
On the other side, Huo Wujiu strode out of the classroom. The cold wind in front of him finally eased the dizziness in his head.
He walked to the parking lot next to the building and got on his motorcycle.
He buckled his helmet and started the engine. The sound of the motorcycle suddenly rang in his ears.
With the loud sound of the engine, the turbulent memories in his mind instantly rushed out.
Lin 'an's cold and damp dungeon, the flickering red candles in Prince Jing's Mansion, Prince Jing pretending to be indifferent, and after that, countless feelings and entanglement of love.
Huo Wujiu stared straight ahead. The engine of the motorcycle under him made a sound.
After a long time, Huo Wujiu cursed in a low voice through the helmet.
It was no wonder that when he first saw Teacher Jiang, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly. It was no wonder that when the other party looked at him, he felt that his legs wouldn't listen to him and couldn't move. It was no wonder that when he heard the other party speak, he felt comfortable from head to toe.
That wasn't Teacher Jiang.
That was his mother's wife.
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